Just Bear Stuff

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henlo this a list of roleplays i'm currently in and planning to be in that exists for literally no other purpose other than i'm bad at remembering. as such, if you are snooping and don't see a rp of ours... feel free to hit me with a (proverbial) frying pan

as of 3/15/2018 ya boy is in...

one x ones
♡ Lesser, Greater, Middling with Nav
♡ Under the Willow with Elle
♡ The Archaeology of A Shipwreck with Nav
♡ Nature of the Beast with Elle
♡ Passengers with Elle

group roleplays
♡ Never Normal - Sanctuary
♡ Eudicia
♡ Cult of Thieves
♡ Ronnans Realm
♡ The Vraenor Empire

 

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The Basics
Full Name: Nathaniel Levi Lancaster
Gender: Male
Age: 25
Sexuality: Heterosexual but cautiously curious.

The Inside and The Outside
Appearance:Nathaniel stand as 5'11" and is by all means a handsome man. Coming from wealth he dresses as you would likely imagine though more often than not he prefers a relaxed (but still well off) type of look. He has tailored suits but rarely uses them almost always preferring to just roll up the sleeves of a button up and slapping on a black tie.

Extras: He has a series of roman numerals tattooed on the back of his shoulder.

Personality: Nathaniel has always been the charismatic sort. Ever since he was a child he managed to have a following of friends and it still remains that way to this day. Not only is he a socialite but he also successfully manages three of his family's NY venues. He's decently nice, witty, and confident. He's fiercely passionate in what he loves/believes; namely rock, jazz, and Connolly's. Despite the success he's achieved, Nathaniel still has many regrets on how he dealt with things while he was younger and doesn't feel fulfilled the way he's living.

Likes: His bar, manning said bar, cooking, comfort food, relaxed dates, vodka, classical rock, jazz, romantic comedies and his hair (a lot).
Dislikes: Most contemporary music, wine, professional/formal settings.

Kinks: Nathaniel is pretty vanilla honestly but that's more due to not knowing better more than any other reason. Enlighten him and see what happens.

The Relationships
History: The Lancaster clan is a well respected and rather well off family deeply rooted in New York City. Nathaniel, the only child of the most recent generation of Lancasters has lived up to expectations of a young man with his last name. He did well in school and made two of his closest friends during his younger years -- Miranda and Collin. Together the three of them were the beginning.

He dated Miranda or more commonly referred to, Mo, throughout high school despite both boys showing degrees of intimacy towards her during those times. Come graduation however, as life would have it, the trio was broken apart. Nathaniel prioritized satisfying his parents and studied abroad under some of the best names in the managing business while Collin joined the navy. Mo remained in New York and paved her own way.

A few years later Nathaniel returned to New York and reconnected with Mo, though they still haven't discussed him abandoning her directly. Together the two, with the various connections they made during their time apart, created a group of close knit friends completely unintentionally. Collin however, who seemingly ghosted them following his enlistment, was not apart of it.

At first when they went out for a night out on the town the both of them would bring a tag along or two, then before they knew it those tag-alongs became regulars, and then more tag alongs came. The cycle continued like that for awhile, people came, people left and here they were now with a social circle full of diverse individuals.

Previous Relationships:
Current Crush:
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The Basics
Full Name: Collin Everett
Gender: Male
Age: 27
Sexuality: Heterosexual

The Inside and The Outside
Appearance: Collin is very good looking -- that much is obvious. He works out regularly and stands at 6'2" with broad shoulders and a handsome jaw. His eyes are focused and steel blue and he dresses casually and most often in some variation of a tank top, jeans and leather look.

Extras: Collin has a series of tattoos with the most notable on his shoulder, back and upper chest. He has his share of scars with the most jarring being the markings left from a bullet that shot clean through his left shoulder.

Personality: Collin is and has always been a straightforward guy who wasn't afraid to speak his mind or stand up for his beliefs. His parents raised him to be decent and respectable and aside from a bit of a womanizer in him, he met those expectations. He's very proactive and fiery, always looking to do something or someone. Though he might be promiscuous, Collin is always upfront about what he wants and will make sure the girl knows he's no good emotionally. It isn't his fault if they fall.

Likes: Classical rock, beer, women, physical activity, sex, country music, and barbecue.
Dislikes: His family, complacency, his previous choices, long term relationships, and jazz.
Kinks: He likes control. Isn't afraid to give a woman what she asks -- or begs -- for.

The Relationships
History:As mentioned before Collin is and has always been direct. His father was blunt and his mother was plain-spoken and he was raised along three older brothers and all of them were expected to both enlist and excel in the military. His high school life was fine, he had his childhood friends by his side and despite his own feelings he was happy to see Nathaniel and Miranda happy together.

Entering adulthood, he followed his brother and father in tradition and joined the Navy. When it was time for him to fly off Nathaniel was already living life up in Paris and Mo had entered art school. He figured it was best that he not make a big show out of him leaving so he simply just did. No words or farewells, nothing.

He sent letters for the first few years and visited Miranda in NYC when he was on shore leave. Seeing as Nathaniel was off and abroad and the two of them had split after graduation it was only natural that he and Miranda ended up having sex when he visited. It's been five years since he last saw Mo and nearly eight since he wrote to Nathaniel. What could he say? He had his reasons and he was entitled to keep them secret; at least for now.

Previous Relationships: Mo
Current Crush: Mo, Elisa, Rosemary, Valerie, Amy, Clara (Yes he's dtf every woman.)
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GEIROLF WOLFF

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AGE || Twenty-nine
PROFESSION || Ex-Army / Outlaw

HISTORY || Disgraced, dishonored, bitter. Geirolf is all these things and more. He was an orphan who grew up on the streets of Sabletyn and many told him that his father was an Aegis who fell into an ill-fated affair with a brothel whore. Allegedly, Gierolf's birth killed his mother and his father, who had intended to bring his love and child out of poverty, abandoned the new born out of spite.

Regardless of his origins or the thoughts he had of what could have been, Geirolf played the game with the cards he was dealt. As a youth he lead a pack of children like him and stole what they could to survive; they took everything from food to cloth. Anything was game. He was apprehended and abandoned by his friends however at the end of his teens when the juvenile teenager foolishly tried to steal from a city visitor of the very same rank his father was believed to have been.

Young Geirolf begged for mercy and lucky for him, the Aegis granted it. Instead of having him punished like any other petty thief, Geirolf was made to join the army. He was no stranger to combat despite his age however. Geirolf at the time was just as likely to beat you blind as he was to take your money if you looked at him the wrong way. But ultimately his lack of discipline led to a tumultuous first year in Fort Gilliam and despite being recognized for his athleticism and natural inclination towards battle his pompous attitude made finishing training an extended task.

It was only when the Aegis returned did someone manage to tame Geirolf who was beginning to be commonly referred to as his surname due to his fiery disposition. Under the older man's guidance Geirolf matured and moved past his rebellious adolescent mindset. He became a fine soldier and an even finer man.

During his time in the army he impressed and was even rumored to be tested for a position among the Aegis until tragedy struck. While on break from his tour Geirolf went to go and visit the man who had turned his life around -- the very same man who admitted on the evening of Geirolf's graduation, that he was indeed the father who abandoned him nearly twenty two years ago.

Eleven months ago Geirolf arrived to find his father was dead at the hands of an assassin and he was framed of the crime. With little choice he fled the scene and hid away in the valleys and mountains that surrounded his childhood home, killing any man woman or beast who tried to subdue him. He lost what honor his late father helped him find and the very fact tormented him.

He no longer trusted anyone or anything; so when someone managed to leave him a mysterious letter at the foot of his camp in the wilderness he was shocked and completely oblivious of what was to come as a result...

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HISTORY

Disgraced, dishonored, bitter. Geirolf is all these things and more. He was an orphan who grew up on the streets of Sabletyn and early on many told him that his father was an Aegis who fell into an ill-fated affair with a brothel whore. Allegedly Gierolf's birth killed his mother, and his father, who had intended to bring his love and child out of poverty, abandoned the new born out of spite.

Regardless of his origins or the thoughts he had of what could have been, Geirolf played the game with the cards he was dealt. As a youth he lead a pack of children like him and stole what they could to survive. They took everything from food to cloth and for the most part anything was game. He was later apprehended and abandoned by his friends at the end of his teens when the juvenile young man foolishly tried to steal from a city visitor of the very same rank his father was believed to have been.

Young Geirolf begged for mercy and lucky for him, the Aegis granted it. Instead of having him punished like any other petty thief Geirolf was made to join the army. He was no stranger to combat despite his age; at that time the young man was just as likely to beat you blind as he was to take your money if you looked at him the wrong way. But ultimately his lack of discipline led to a tumultuous first year in Fort Gilliam and despite being recognized for his athleticism and natural inclination towards battle his pompous attitude made finishing training an extended task.

It was only when the Aegis returned did someone manage to tame Geirolf who took up the mantle "Wolf" in part due to his surname but also his confident and fiery disposition. Under the older man's guidance Geirolf matured and moved past his rebellious adolescent mindset and he became a fine soldier and later on, an even finer man.

During his time in the army he impressed and was even rumored to be tested for a position among the Aegis until tragedy struck. While on break from his tour he went to go and visit the man who had turned his life around -- the very same Aegis who admitted on the evening of Geirolf's graduation into the army that he was the father who abandoned him all those years ago.

Eleven months have passed since Geirolf arrived to find his father dead at the hands of an assassin and he himself framed of the crime. With little choice he fled the scene and hid away in the valleys and mountains that surrounded his childhood home, killing any man woman or beast who tried to subdue him. He lost what honor his late father helped him find and the very fact tormented his soul. He became the Wolf of the Valley.

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GENERAL

Name || Geirolf Wolff
Nickname || Wolf of the Valley, Wolf
Age || Twenty-nine
Species || Human
Occupation || Ex-Military Outlaw

"Fate is a cruel mistress. You are caught in her current and it's stronger than you are; struggle against it and you'll drown not just yourself but those who care for you. Swim with it and you'll survive, but be prepared to make the difficult choices that follow or else the draft will come back to bite you in the ass."

APPEARANCE

Eye Color || Light Blue
Hair Color || Chestnut Brown
Height || 6'0"
Weight || 167.5 lbs

Written Appearance || Geirolf has the features of a handsome man and holds them with the stature and posture expected from a soldier. His shoulders are broad and his jaw is handsomely defined, all the while his face, as naturally rugged as it is, possesses a stunning icy blue gaze that cemented him as nothing short of a lady's man during his younger years.

But time has done its course and has worn away at Geirolf, leaving behind more than just a few rough edges. Now he appears older than he truly is and his gaze is more brooding and intimidating than it is charming. His brow seems to be permanently fixated into an intense glare while his face is covered in dirt and dried specks of blood. The only time he cracks a smile anymore is when he's dead drunk.

His body shows his story in the form of permanent scars and marks scattered across his masculine physique, the most prominent of markings being a long jagged slash across the length of his right upper chest; a parting gift he received as he fought tooth and nail to get away from his father's murder scene.

PERSONALITY

Personality Traits ||

✥ Observant | Despite how drastically his circumstances changed throughout life, Geirolf possesses a subtle but undeniably analytical eye that has served him well.
✥ Tough | Wolff holds the mental fortitude of a man who has faced both physical and mental trials.
✥ Uninhibited | Geirolf had always been fiery and full of life if not a bit abrasive. He calmed down following his enlistment but has since completely delved back into his blunt, direct ways.
✥ Brutal | Hand in hand with his lack of subtlety, Geirolf has casted away most if not all the discipline his time in the army had taught him. He's as vicious and unforgiving as the valley he resides in.

Strengths || Grit, battle-tested, self sufficient

Weaknesses || Barbaric, quick tempered, hard-hearted, slightly mentally unsound

Quirks || Thanks to his youth as a thieving con Geirolf is quite agile and limber for a warrior. He's a tad bit reckless in battle and is willing to trade a new scar for the death of his enemy if need be.

Oddly enough he still manages to retain a sense of humor as crude as it might be. This could be attributed to the fact that his time living by whatever means necessary has led to problems regarding his sanity.

WRITING SAMPLE

He pushed his back against the hard rock cliff side. His shirt was drenched in his sweat and when it pressed against his skin he could feel the cold all the way into his worn bones. He dropped the bloodied blade to the ground next to him but made no attempt to clean his hands which were just as stained. Instead he just stared at the both of them as they shook erratically. Nine more soldiers were dead because they came for him; no amount of fervent scrubbing in the river would clear him of that sin.

This band had been smarter than the last. They chose to ambush him as he succumbed to the exhaustion a day living in the valley caused. It made sense; the common wolf was most vulnerable while it slept and basic logic would only see that applied to the Wolf of the Valley as well. Their plan might have worked, but unfortunately for them Geirolf had first noted their presence as early as midday. He decided then that he would wait for them to make the first move.

So when night fell he stomped out the flames and laid down on his side. He paused, took a breath and then closed his eyes. Moments passed but then the first of the men approached with blades drawn and like a cornered beast Geirolf unexpectedly lashed into action and lodged his hatchet in the closest man's skull.

With a quickness to his movements that none of the soldiers expected, the Wolf then disarmed the second assailant and slayed him with his own sword. Then he fought the next one, and the one that followed, and then the one after that. He fought until there were no more soldiers left to attempt him. He fought until he was the only thing alive among their corpses.

What had he become? He could not answer that question. He buried his face in his hands and was surprised to feel a damp warmth steadily surging from his left cheek. Geirolf hadn't even realized he allowed himself to get cut. The way it stung when he pressed told him that it was going to scar and he broke out into hysterical laughter.

Each and every day he spent in this damned valley he lost a piece of his sanity. He still had enough of his mind to know that. But what choice did he have? It was either this or return to a nation intent on executing him for murdering the only man who ever saw something worthy in him. After years of playing the chess game that was life, Geirolf was officially in checkmate. He was fucked.

But his antics were brought to a stop when he felt fatigue eating away at him. He tried to stand but quickly crumbled back to the ground. He wasn't sure if the day's event had been the cause or if it was because he lost more blood then he originally thought but he had no energy. He felt his consciousness fade and as he hit the ground a part of him wished he wouldn't wake when morning came.

But he did and immediately something was off. A single letter had been placed between where he collapsed and the bodies of the men he killed. His eyes scanned the treeline but whoever left the paper was gone. He grabbed it quickly and stuffed it into a pocket. Whatever it was he would read it later. As suicidal as he was feeling the evening prior, he had hunting to do.

Whether he liked it or not Geirolf had survived one more night and the only thing that concerned him now was surviving the next.

Blessed be Jihae for the base of this rad code​

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He pressed his back against the cliff side. Underneath the light armor he wore his clothes were drenched in his sweat, sending chills to as deep as his bones when it pushed against his skin. The back of his head ached something fierce and his cheek was on fire.

The dampness surrounding his gut and shoulder were different than the rest, the warmth and rate in which it spread told him that he was losing blood and fast. He attempted movement but his body his refused him and so, as morbid as the months have made him, Geirolf began to laugh hysterically in the face of what he had just done.

He threw the bloodied blade and hatchet to the ground around him but made no attempt to clean the blood that stained his hands; his eyes simply watched as they shook erratically. Seven more soldiers were dead because it was their job to find him and Geirolf knew that no amount of fervent scrubbing would clean him of that sin.

This latest band of had been smarter than the last at the very least. They chose to ambush him while he rested. It made sense after all -- the common wolf was most vulnerable while it slept. It was a logical assumption that that truth applied to the Wolf of the Valley as well. In reality, their plan might have worked better had Geirolf not noticed them trailing him a few hours prior to dusk. Still, he failed to determine how many lied in wait for him and that could very well have been his downfall.

As night took the valley he stomped out the embers of the fire he used to cook dinner and found flat ground to lie his head. On his side he held his axe close and took a breath in preparation. He closed his eyes and feigned a light snore. It took the soldiers awhile to steel themselves but soon enough they silently left the tree line and joined him in the clearing.

They approached him cautiously and slowly, but like a wild animal cornered and fighting for its life Geirolf unexpectedly lashed into action the moment one of the bastards was close enough. He lodged his hatchet into the first soldier's skull and with a quickness to his movements that none of the soldiers expected, he disarmed and killed the second.

"COME ON THEN." He shrieked before viciously charging head first into the lot of them. With weapons in both hands and a fire in his eyes Geirolf fought the next one, and the one that followed, and then the one after that. He fought as they surrounded him and fought until there was no more soldiers to attempt him. At one point he took the blunt of the pommel and at many he felt his flesh being cut away. He didn't care how much they hurt him, so long as he had both hands Geirolf would not stop until he was the only thing alive among their corpses.

And now he was or at least so he thought. With no more energy to run and consciousness escaping him fast, he watched soldier after soldier come out into the clearing. He couldn't tell how many of them were real or how many of them had been a product of his eyes failing him due to his blood loss.

The Wolf still had enough left in him to strike the first man that tried to chain him but beyond that he was defeated. They clasped cold metal around his wrists and brought him to his feet. He cursed them in every way possible, cursed their mothers and fathers, cursed the nation that had had its back turned on him from the very start.

As they left the clearing Geirolf felt the last of his consciousness fade away. In those final moments he wished for nothing but to not wake come next morning, but he did and the next morning after that. They dressed his wounds and kept him fed enough to survive the march back to the capital.

By the time he was thrown into the depths of Thol's prison he found comfort knowing that at the very least his execution would finally be the end. But fate, the wicked the mistress it had been his entire life, had different plans in the form of a single letter placed neatly in front of his cell.

 

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Damn her mother and damn the Blight, Isadora thought with a dramatic roll of her amber eyes as she waited nonchalantly near the top of the gate. It was a pain in the ass but every great wicked grace player went into a game with a plan -- Isadora's in particular required some preemptive measures but now that the expedition members had gathered below it was time for her to make the first move.

Nimbly evading the guards who patrolled the castle walls, Isadora made her way from rooftop to rooftop until she found the inner courtyard where a certain gold clad prince stood alongside the spymaster. She watched with curious eyes as he interacted with Valora and a wicked smile found her lips when she saw the red head pass the prince a case of lyrium vials. The spymaster left and Isadora noted how the prince's eyes followed her into the hall and how they lingered where she once stood.

"Greetings, young prince." The witch then called out from her spot in the roof . She stood straight with one hand rested lightly against her hip. The prince turned quickly in response, clearly flustered due to the thoughts he was having in what he believed was a private moment. His expression immediately shifted from unsettled to cautious however as the situation set in -- for some odd reason there was a scantily clad intruder on the roof of the courtyard.

"Who are you?" Fergus asked calmly while one hand rested defensively on the grip of his blade. She laughed lightly before jumping down to join him in the courtyard. The prince's posture tensed and while his eyes might have fixated into a cold cautionary glare, he did not attack. She rose her hands in the air as a sign of well-meaning but her pompous smile remained plastered on colored lips.

"An ally for the time being -- you may call me Isadora if it pleases you. I'm here to join your little expediton." She answered, her tone as as sweet as it was poisonous. She cocked her head playfully after Fergus stood straight a moment later, removing his hand from the grip of his blade. "Well well...aren't you quick to trust?"

"If you wished to caused me harm, you would've already done it by now." Fergus replied with utmost seriousness, clearly not amused by the theatrics the raven haired woman was trying. "Your clothes and demeanor tell me what you are Witch. I know your kind wish to reclaim the Wilds just as badly as I wish to protect Ferelden."

"Your expedition members have completed gathering outside as I'm sure your spymaster has told you. I'll join them shortly but I wanted to offer some advice to you before we go do the impossible." Isadora said. She was surprised by his deductive response, perhaps even impressed but she didn't let it show.

"What is it then?" He asked after taking a moment to think over the circumstances.

"There remains a Grey Warden in Ferelden who's yet to have disappeared with the rest of his order." Isadora revealed, turning away from him to look off towards the gate. Her tone became serious and reflected the gravity of what she was implying. "He's was cursed and was asleep for years. His slumber has spared him from whatever drew the rest of his Order to obscurity and I woke him up with the help of a Tevinter. It would be smart to gather them in the south before we depart Ferelden."

"You swoop in here from Maker knows where and expect me to trust you?" Fergus retorted sternly. He shifted weight onto one of his legs and crossed his arms while his face assumed an incredibly skeptical expression "I mean - you're a Witch of the Wilds for the Maker's sake! Most of your kind either disappeared or died along with the Wardens and now you expect me to believe that there's not only two of you willing to pledge your aid but a Vint is involved as well?"

Isadora laughed once more at his exasperated tone, once again amused and somewhat impressed to see the Prince using his brain to think critically. "I don't expect anything from you. What you do with the information I've given you is your choice. Twas simply my suggestion."

"...Where do you think you are going?" He asked irritably as the Witch began to saunter off.

"I simply wish to wait along the others at the gate. Don't worry prince, regardless of where you decide to go after this I'll lend my powers to your cause." Isadora explained calmly before turning around and offering him a wink. "For now."

A spontaneous light consumed her form and Fergus winced. Where the beautiful woman once stood was now a crow. It turned to its side to meet the Prince's bewildered stare. Isadora cawed at him -- her goodbye of sorts -- and took of to join the other members of the expedition with her own brand of subtlety.

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The Black Queen/Abigail Arcane​

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NAME: Annelise
CODENAME: PROJECT A-0001
AGE: 24
LOCATION: LAS VEGAS
ETHNICITY: American? Technically?

PERSONALITY: Annelise cannot be considered an actual human being or at least that's what her "father" always thought of her. She spent most of her early life as a lab subject and so she originally didn't have anything that could be described as a personality. The only thing that stood out was ultimately her curiosity. She wanted to know about the outside world and it was her driving force in escaping the facility she was raised in.

When she escaped Anne was enamored by the world and its glamour. She saw firsthand the violence, the lust and the greed that came to surround a young woman without money in the city and like she had been made to do, she adapted. Anne adopted the scandalous and worldly nature of the world and it reflects in the way she acts now.

POWERS/SKILLS:
♡ Bioweapon: Annelise was created with the intention of being unleashed on the enemies of the United States. The ooze in which her body is made from is not only effective at hindering movement but will also lead to advanced rates of decay/rot if constantly exposed to. It's resistant to most physical effects but highly susceptible to energy or temperature based power as well as certain enzymes.

♡ Metamorphosis: Annelise is capable of transforming and morphing her body at will. When altering her physiology her body becomes its true material -- a black thick and viscous substance. She can use this to add on to her body at will, perhaps making her arm into a blade if in close quarter combat or even making herself a pair of grotesque wings if she needs a get away.

♡ Regeneration: Hand in hand with her Metamophosis, whenever Annelise's body gets physically damaged or if her limbs get cut off whatever flesh is affected will become ooze. Afterwards she can grow back whatever has been cut off or maimed at a rather decent speed. This also allows her to alter how she physically looks at will, effectively allowing her to be a master of disguise.

WEAKNESSES:
♡ Temperature: Due to imperfections in her creation, the ooze that composes of Annelise's body is immensely vulnerable to extreme temperatures. Intense heat will make her too fluid to properly utilize her abilities. Chilling cold will harden and make it difficult for her to regrow limbs or alter her body for combat purposes.

♡ Known Counters: Known enzymes and chemicals are also capable of limiting Annelise's ability to regenerate on will as well as her ability to morph her body. Without these abilities, Annelise is as powerful and capable as an average human woman and so she can be subdued without too much problems.

♡ Ignorance: Annelise's first memory was waking up in a lab. She has no knowledge of the world or how it works in detail. Everything about her personality she adapted from what she observed in real life and media. Her promiscuous and outrageous behavior is due to the scandalous behavior the common media is always discussing or playing up.

LIKES AND DISLIKES:
+ REALITY TV
+ MOVIES
+ FREEDOM
+ BEAUTY

- LABS
- HER "FATHER"
- FIRE/HEAT
- COLD

SECRET ORIGINS: Her first memories were on the lab table, she was strapped in and her veins boiled underneath her skin. The lights were blinding and they muffled her screams. Doctor Anton Arcane, her "father" told her that that was the day they brought her to life. That was the day that they finally had success in creating her.

In reality the tortured little girl was the one of world's deadliest and secret bioweapons but she herself would only learn that later on. Anne grew up in a small square room with one desk, a toilet and a cot. They gave her books and that made her happy but then some nights they would wake her and bring her to the white room where they burned her insides some more.

When she was a teen they started letting her out into the courtyard. They taught her how to change shape and that it was "ok" to morph like she could. They also would have her hold different plants in the ooze until they died and after she managed to rot an entire tree in under five minutes they started to bring her animals. Anne didn't like those times very much.

It was also around this time when Anne became curious of how she came to be. In the books she read the heroine always had a mother who cared and loved for her in a way Anne never experienced. When she asked her father he laughed and spat in her face; he told her that the closest thing she had to a mother was the test tube he made her in. That was the first time Anne could remember feeling hate.

When she was an adult she became inspired by the tale she loved the most to read the most, Rapunzel, and decided to escape. She wasn't subtle in how she did it however as that wasn't exactly apart of her programming. When they took her out into the courtyard to test her effect on other patients in the facility she turned and lashed out at them. She tore through the facility with the abilities they created her to harness nearly killing everyone who worked there as she made her way towards the door. Afterwards she ran for hours and hours and drifted from city to city, not knowing a single thing about the world.

Along the way people took pity on the seemingly innocent young woman and Annee felt bad when she accidentally killed them. She drifted for awhile until she finally arrived at Las Vegas. It was here where she remained and where her mind, personality, and morals adapted to those around her. With violence so heavily apart of her being, Anne no longer felt remorse as she resorted to doing whatever was necessary to survive. For the past four years Anne has hidden away in plain sight by taking form of a high class escort she murdered when she first arrived and and lives a lavish and comfortable life under her name.

REASON BEHIND ALTERATION: I just went with a really different take on Anton and Abigail Arcane and their connection the Black/the Rot. I wasn't feeling the whole other dimension thing so I decide to take a more realistic approach to that sort of storyline/power,

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Fergus rubbed the back of his head as the crow flew off. It was a lot to take in. He didn't trust the witch but if there was a slim chance that what she spoke of was true he had to take it. Finding a grey warden was worth the price that would come from a detour. Fergus sighed before his eyes trailed down to the box of lyrium vials that his spymaster had given him earlier. The prince scowled remembering he also had this whole situation to worry about.

"Give them to her sparingly; use it only to reign her in when she pulls on the ropes too hard." ​

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Valora had told him that as coldly as if it was something as routine as sharpening his blade. Fergus still wasn't sure how he let the spymaster convince him it was a good idea to bring the crazy qunari on. Still, there was little point in doubting now his band of misfits and more waited for him at the gates. ​

As he approached the gates Fergus took a moment to clear his throat. He wasn't particularly gifted at the art of speaking publicly and the prince could admit that there was a traces of nervousness running through him the closer he got. He took one more deep breath and stepped out onto the top of the steps. His eyes scanned the individuals before he offered them a charming if not somewhat campy grin.

"Greetings! I see you are the men and women who passed Valora's trials, well met." He said as he made his way down the steps, his shiny armor clanking with each movement. "Fergus Alexander Theirin, the younger brother of Queen Alexandria and leader of this expedition -- such as it is"

He paused for a moment as he joined them on the ground. He looked for Isadora and found her off to the side staring at him creepily the ways crows do. He held back a frown at her prescence before continuing his address to the others. "I hope you guys don't mind if I keep this a bit simple as I've never been a fan of big speeches. I am simply taking this moment to welcome you all as equals in arms. I'm sure in the past week Valora has informed you guys of the danger and difficulty of the task ahead of us. It's going to be tough, uncomfortable, hell on earth even."

He paused once more to make sure he still held everyone's attention, resuming once he realized he did. "But as you all know, we don't have much choice. Whatever your intentions may be for joining the expedition the Blight intends to consume us all and everything that we live for."

"We will be journeying into the harsh and unexplored lands of the Anderfels in search of the long lost Grey Warden Order." He continued, his eyebrows furrowing as he moved past the majority of the group and approached the crow perched silently behind them. With his back turned on the other members he shot down a glare at Isadora. "But before we leave Ferelden we have something we must pick up -- so if you would witch -- lead the way."

But nothing happened and Fergus simply looked like a mad man speaking to a bird. He cleared his throat in the awkward silence that followed but was ultimately relieved to be suddenly blinded as Isadora finally chose to show her true form. The raven haired beauty stood there with a cheeky smile. She offered no explanation to the confused adventurers behind Fergus before turning on her heel and walking away. She spok

"Come then. If any of you get left behind tis' not my problem."

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The group of eight then headed south and out of Denerim, travelling along the road and meeting little resistance before the witch had them enter the Brecillian forest. Upon entering the woods it quickly became harder to follow Isadora who constantly twisted and turned throughout throughout the vast greenery. For hours they encountered packs of wolves and navigated between the roots and maze-like structure of the forest but soon enough exhaustion was beginning to set in. The sun was setting as they finally reached a clearing where they could lay their feet on even ground but the two leaders remained divided on the next course of action.​

Isadora was determined to keep moving -- warning everyone that the Dalish in this forest were hardly as meek as the one in their group. Fergus favored the idea of setting up camp and drafting a watch rotation in case of an ambush, insistent on his opinion that they could handle the threat.

When the two realized that neither would back down from their suggestion they turned and asked for a vote from the six following them.

 

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PREMISE [THIS OOC IS BEST PAIRED WITH THE MIDNIGHT STYLE]​

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THE TIME PERIOD​

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THE LOCATION​

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THE BACKROUND OF HAVEN​

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THE MAGIC​

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THE OCCULT

Vampires

Witches and Warlocks

Faeries

Shapeshifters

Werewolves

Others

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Note: This OOC is heavily recommended to pair with the Evening, Sunrise and Daylight styles. :]​

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PRELUDE
In the year 2189 ARC the battle tested galactic community once again found itself pressured by racially driven conflict. Just three years after the ultimate sentient beings known as the Reapers nearly wiped out all organic life in the galaxy, the Batarians infuriated by their lack of standing in the Citadel following the crisis announced their full retraction from the Citadel.

In exchange for absolute solitude the Batarians promised to avoid interaction with any citadel races by remaining solely within their home star-systems. As the races were still in the process of healing their wounds from the Reaper Crisis the council had no choice but to allow a peaceful recession. The Batarians true to their word, disappeared.

Now 2212 ARC, it has been nearly twenty-three years since direct contact was made with the Batarians. The Council in direct violation to the treaty sent STG cells within Batarian space and they've recently returned with disturbing results. Not only had the Batarians strengthened their fleet but they also managed to both uplift and control the Yahg. With resentful ties towards the Council and now a large army bolstered with thousands of the incredibly violent and improved Yahg, the Batarians have become a threat to galactic peace and the TIGER SQUAD was formed.​

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TIGER SQUAD

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SOLDIER ENGINEER VANGUARD ADEPT INFILTRATOR SENTINEL SHIP PILOT

• boop. completed character sheets will be placed here.
• shiz
• is
• a
• fossil
• LMAO
• gotcha bitch

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WORD FROM THE GMs [SIZE=2]@BearEnthusiast[/SIZE] & @Shizuochan
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PRELUDE
In the year 2189 ARC the battle tested galactic community once again found itself pressured by racially driven conflict. Just three years after the ultimate sentient beings known as the Reapers tried wiping out all organic life in the galaxy, the Batarians infuriated by their lack of standing in the Citadel following the crisis announced a full retraction from Citadel space.

In exchange for absolute solitude the Batarians intended to cut off all contact. With the entire galaxy still healing the scars left by the Reapers, the council had no choice but to accept their conditions and allow a peaceful recession. The Batarians true to their word, disappeared.

Now 2212 ARC, it has been nearly twenty-three years since direct contact was made with the Batarians. The Council in direct violation to the treaty sent STG cells into Batarian space and they've recently returned with disturbing results. Not only had the Batarians strengthened their fleet but they also managed to also uplift Yahg and develop a way to control them. With resentful ties towards the Council and now a large army bolstered with thousands of the incredibly violent and improved Yahg, the Batarians are now a threat to galactic peace and the creation of the COUGAR TOWN, the Council's first and -- if things go accordingly -- last response.​

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COUGAR TOWN & THEIR SHIP

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SOLDIER ENGINEER VANGUARD ADEPT INFILTRATOR SENTINEL SHIP PILOT

• boop. completed character sheets will be placed here.
• shiz
• is
• a
• fossil
• LMAO
• gotcha bitch

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GENERAL HOUSE RULES (ALL IWAKU RULES APPLY)
I. Each member of the RP should be comfortable with communicating. With some of the people we already have, there's going to be a lot of chatting in between posts in the Discord. Don't be afraid to join in! We don't bite well, except maybe Shiz.

II.While I may not have a specific length requirement for posts I expect those who join to be capable of giving the other writers enough to work with while replying. We will be working with a courtesy system rather then a posting order. You'll need to be able to post every few days!

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WORD FROM THE GMs [SIZE=2]BearEnthusiast[/SIZE] & [SIZE=2]Shizuochan[/SIZE]
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CHARACTER SHEET

GENERAL INFORMATION
Name and Rank: (Everyone aboard will be army-trained. No SPECTREs unless you've talked with the GMs beforehand)
Age: (Keep in mind different races have different lifespans. Note this determines if your character was around during the Reaper Crisis.)
Race: (Obviously Batarians and Yahgs are out of the question, oh and Hanar ew. Everything else is fair game.)​

Psychological Profile: (5 bullet points with 1-2 exposition sentences for each)

OPERATIONAL INFORMATION

Operational Role: (Your class of choice.)
Description & Picture: (Realistic art only)
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[Bears]

CHARACTER NAME​

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