Kat's First Test Thread (No posting please)

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Indigo​

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For centuries, Mother Earth has lived in chaos, deception, and turmoil. In 2025, the poverty rates soar, mortality rates rise, and a number of adults are unemployed. There's no hope for mankind unless we awaken our souls and consider change. Spirituality and destiny walk hand in hand among a very low percentage of the Earth's population. Intuitiveness and senses beyond normal means may be the key to ending war and destruction of Mother Nature.

Which begs the question: Are you an Indigo child?

During the 1970s, an organization known as INDIGO came into this world by Alexandra Harper and Quentin Lyles, twin flames and extraordinary psychospiritualists. The INDIGO organization had a mission- create change, spiritually awaken those around them, and restore peace to Mother Earth. The organization gathered children thought to possess abilities beyond scientific explanation. They identified potential Indigo children by three signs:

1. The mark of Indigo

2. Sharp intuitiveness and empathy

3. An "Indigo" aura

These were genuine signs that an Indigo child had been born and needed guidance into the spiritual realm where profound understanding and destiny became one. Over time, more and more Indigo children began to surface and the concept of spirituality and a deeper meaning to life began to spread and dominate Christianity and other religions. War, crime, and hatred from an unknown source stirred just beneath the surface, however.

June 10th, 1996, over a hundred nuclear reactors exploded across the continents, leaving Mother Earth in shambles and her children to search and survive endlessly on what was left. Millions of children with the mark of Indigo passed away not long after. Alexandra and Quentin were unfortunately among the many that died that day. Their haven near London was burned to the ground, nothing left to salvage or harness the energy from.

That was twenty nine years ago, this is now.

Indigo children are living in few numbers; they're near extinct on the radar.

Everyone is fighting to survive.

Humans and secret Indigo children are living in ransacked buildings, others on the streets. Crime rates have gone up and despite the security some people may have in their lives, nowhere is truly safe for anyone. A bigger threat looms over their lives, waiting for the opportune moment to wipe Indigo children from the face of the Earth. No one knows who they are, if it's one person or a group. Some sit and wait, others take action.

How far can they go before they hit breaking point?

What is truly worth fighting for?

RULES & EXPECTATIONS

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1. Follow all Iwaku roleplay guidelines.
2. Be respectful to your fellow players. This means asking permission for things like auto-hit and killing.
3. No godmodding. Your character is not God, just as the GMs characters are not God.
4. Please follow all posting expectations, which includes having advanced writing level and being able to frequently post as often as stated.
5. You may detail sexually suggestive scenarios, but they must be in spoilers. You cannot, however, write sexually explicit material.
6. On the topic of sexual content itself, you must fade to black if your characters get to that point.
7. As GM, I reserve the right and privilege to remove any character or player I deem unfit for the roleplay.

IMPORTANT INFORMATION

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GENRE: Post-Apocalyptic, Paranormal
SETTING: Chicago, Illinois
WRITING LEVEL: Advanced
KEYWORDS: Post-Apocalyptic, Paranormal, Supernatural, Drama, Religion, Political Intrigue, Sci fi
WARNINGS: Murder, Violence, Mindfuck, Language
POSTING FREQUENCY: Moderate to Slow (1-2x daily to 3-4x weekly)
RESTRICTIONS: 18+ Preferred

 

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Asena Bogdanova Chaykovskaya
27 ♢ Female ♢ Species ♢ Sea Artist, First Mate ♢ INTJ ♢ Leo​

Appearance

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Asena has the rough, rag tag look stereotypical of a pirate with dark circles under her eyes and little to no emotion presented, except in times of frivolity. Her emerald green eyes and messy black hair help paint a straightforward picture about the kind of person she is — secretive and pragmatic. Light brown freckles cover Asena's shoulders, forehead, and cheeks; she also has a fine batch of scars all over her body, particularly on her lower abdomen area.

Asena weighs in at about fifty four kilograms and stands at about one hundred fifty six centimeters in height. Her typical everyday attire consists of a plain white blouse with subtle frills on the collar, a brown corset tied to the front, worn brown pants, and worn brown boots. Silver studs don Asena's earlobes and a silver talisman on a black rope dons her neck. At her left hip, she carries her rapier and dagger, and at her right, another dagger and a flask of wine.

Strengths

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♢ She's got a strong sense of family from her crew that keeps her going each day.

♢ Ambition is what helps her get things done; so does flirting when she feels like it.

♢ Detail orientation gears her to demonstrate exquisite skill in reading and correcting navigational charts.

Weaknesses

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♢ Her lungs are failing her, making it difficult to breath sometimes during battle when her heart rate is increased.

♢ She's always physically and mentally exhausted regardless of how she feels on any given day.

♢ Prone to mood swings at unpredictable times — from confident highs to depressive lows.

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❝The darkness in a woman is such
that, stripped of our sight, we must feel
our way through it — we crawl,
we enter her circles of hell until
we sympathize with her sorrow,
until we learn from her rage.❞
— Segovia Amil​

 

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Alesia Vasiliou
30 ◇ Female ◇ Greek-American ◇ "Third Eye" Chakra ◇ Greek (F), English (F)​

Full Name: Alesia Vasiliou
Nickname: None
Aliases: None
Pronunciation: Ali-si-a Vah-sil-li-oh

Education:
Bachelor's of Art in Education with a minor in English (Graduated from Oregon State University)
Bachelor's of Art in Anthropology with a minor in Sociology (Graduated from Oregon State University)

Written Description:
Smooth, fair skin and large, close-set eyes compliment Alesia's complexion. She stands at an average height of 5'5" and weighs 130 lbs. Scars and bruises litter her knees and arms from various unexplained events and situations, but her youthful appearance is retained by drinking eight glasses of water each day and as often as she can. Alesia is most often seen in a muted color polo shirt and dark low rise jeans with a belt and a fairly worn pair of tennis shoes. Her students consider her fashion sense to be plain.

Biography:
Alesia's always been a strong, cooperative member of society. She doesn't appreciate disloyalty and dishonesty. At nine years old, she escaped the long term effects of radiation in Athens, Greece and fled to Nevada with her relatives. Her aunt, however, passed away from stage four breast cancer not long after and there was no one else left to take care of her. Alesia's been consistent and determined on achieving her goals and not letting anyone make her stray from them.

Despite being familiar with others around her, she's reserved and doesn't open herself up as quickly as others might think. She gives off the illusion of a content young woman who is great at balancing her social life and work life, but there are multiple problems that she's concerned with, which can accidentally take precedence over her children. It's not intentional, but sometimes Alesia needs time to herself, which is unfortunately non-existent with a three year old son.

There's always has a lot on her mind at night. How will she approach tomorrow's lesson plans? What can she do to make her son happy? Why is her ex-husband still demanding custody? She seems to get sick more often than she used to and finds it difficult to focus at work sometimes. Alesia is trying not to let distress get the best of her, but sometimes all she feels like doing is being lazy and just giving up on everything; handing her child off to her ex-husband.

Alesia tries to give her son the best mother he could hope for. She helps him with his homework and spends time with him every night after dinner and before bedtime. Most of her planning and grading papers are done after he goes to bed when she can sit down and turn on relaxing music to help calm her nerves. Alesia is strong-willed and allowing negativity to get in the way of how much her child means to her is not something she's planning to let happen any time soon.

Aspirations & Regrets:
Alesia wants to find a balance between her workload and caring for her children. She's determined to win the custody battle for her children and will stop at nothing to keep them by her side. It's painful for her ex-husband to fight for their children and demand to see them when he should know why he's an unfit father. She regrets becoming involved with love.

Rank: Beginner-Intermediate
Specialties:
Clairvoyance (Passive)

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  • Alesia has the power to gain direct visual information through non-physical means.

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  • Alesia can gain a direct visual information about an object, person, location or physical event through means other than the user's physical sight and allows them to act when they are unable to use their eyes and allows them to hear things at distances.

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  • Alesia can sense/see/hear spiritual/psychic beings and other person's presence and perceive emotions, thoughts, and memories of others.
    • Some users can project themselves onto the spiritual world using Astral Projection, like Alesia.

Users of Clairvoyance can gain many branches of this particular power, ranging from weak to advanced.

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  • Aura Reading: The power to see the auras of others. The user can perceive auras, normally invisible fields of energy that surround every living thing, this can be used to sense emotions, health, power levels, or the targets moral alignment.
    • They may also be able to sense auras surrounding inanimate objects under special circumstances.
    • Clairaudience: The user can hear in a way that isn't connected to their physical senses, on distances beyond their normal ranges or being able to sense sounds that are beyond their normal auditory range.
      • They may be able to hear psychic/spiritual levels/beings.
      • Mediumship: The power to perceive and communicate with spirits and those who are in the afterlife. The user can view ghosts/spirits of deceased and communicate and/or interact with them, even if they have possessed inanimate objects/subjects/people.
        • The user is able to repel and run spirits away from an area, compel to employ an armada of ghosts, and may even view a visual conception of a spirit world in a trance if desired.
        
        
        Some techniques regarding Clairvoyance includes:
        
        
        • Dream Scrying: To dream actual ongoing far-off events.
        • Psychic Navigation: To locate people/objects or create a mental map of an area.
        • Shared Vision: To view another user of clairvoyance sight.
        • Visual Linking: To link one's vision to others.
        
        The weaknesses regarding Clairvoyance includes:
        
        
        • The users usually have to imagine their targets, no actual images shown.
        • The user requires complete and utter concentration.
        • Clairvoyance may happen abruptly, unexpectedly, or without warning.
        • Other users with the ability of Tracking Evasion may be able to hide from followers and pursuers like those with the ability of Clairvoyance.
      
      
      Theme Song: Serity by Vallis Alps
      
      Other: None

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Alesia Vasiliou
30 ◇ Female ◇ Greek-American ◇ "Third Eye" Chakra ◇ Greek (F), English (F)​

Full Name: Alesia Vasiliou
Nickname: None
Aliases: None
Pronunciation: Ali-si-a Vah-sil-li-oh

Education:
Bachelor's of Art in Education with a minor in English (Graduated from Oregon State University)
Bachelor's of Art in Anthropology with a minor in Sociology (Graduated from Oregon State University)

Written Description:
Smooth, fair skin and large, close-set eyes compliment Alesia's complexion. She stands at an average height of 5'5" and weighs 130 lbs. Scars and bruises litter her knees and arms from various unexplained events and situations, but her youthful appearance is retained by drinking eight glasses of water each day and as often as she can. Alesia is most often seen in a muted color polo shirt and dark low rise jeans with a belt and a fairly worn pair of tennis shoes. Her students consider her fashion sense to be plain.

Biography:
Alesia's always been a strong, cooperative member of society. She doesn't appreciate disloyalty and dishonesty. At nine years old, she escaped the long term effects of radiation in Athens, Greece and fled to Nevada with her relatives. Her aunt, however, passed away from stage four breast cancer not long after and there was no one else left to take care of her. Alesia's been consistent and determined on achieving her goals and not letting anyone make her stray from them.

Despite being familiar with others around her, she's reserved and doesn't open herself up as quickly as others might think. She gives off the illusion of a content young woman who is great at balancing her social life and work life, but there are multiple problems that she's concerned with, which can accidentally take precedence over her children. It's not intentional, but sometimes Alesia needs time to herself, which is unfortunately non-existent with a three year old son.

There's always has a lot on her mind at night. How will she approach tomorrow's lesson plans? What can she do to make her son happy? Why is her ex-husband still demanding custody? She seems to get sick more often than she used to and finds it difficult to focus at work sometimes. Alesia is trying not to let distress get the best of her, but sometimes all she feels like doing is being lazy and just giving up on everything; handing her child off to her ex-husband.

Alesia tries to give her son the best mother he could hope for. She helps him with his homework and spends time with him every night after dinner and before bedtime. Most of her planning and grading papers are done after he goes to bed when she can sit down and turn on relaxing music to help calm her nerves. Alesia is strong-willed and allowing negativity to get in the way of how much her child means to her is not something she's planning to let happen any time soon.

Aspirations & Regrets:
Alesia wants to find a balance between her workload and caring for her children. She's determined to win the custody battle for her children and will stop at nothing to keep them by her side. It's painful for her ex-husband to fight for their children and demand to see them when he should know why he's an unfit father. She regrets becoming involved with love.

Rank: Beginner-Intermediate
Specialties:

• Clairvoyance (Passive)
  
  • Alesia has the power to gain direct visual information through non-physical means.
    
  • Alesia can gain a direct visual information about an object, person, location or physical event through means other than the user's physical sight and allows them to act when they are unable to use their eyes and allows them to hear things at distances.
    
  • Alesia can sense/see/hear spiritual/psychic beings and other person's presence and perceive emotions, thoughts, and memories of others.
    
  • Some users can project themselves onto the spiritual world using Astral Projection, like Alesia.
    
  • Users of Clairvoyance can gain many branches of this particular power, ranging from weak to advanced.

• Aura Reading: The power to see the auras of others. The user can perceive auras, normally invisible fields of energy that surround every living thing, this can be used to sense emotions, health, power levels, or the targets moral alignment.
  • They may also be able to sense auras surrounding inanimate objects under special circumstances.

• Clairaudience: The user can hear in a way that isn't connected to their physical senses, on distances beyond their normal ranges or being able to sense sounds that are beyond their normal auditory range.
  • They may be able to hear psychic/spiritual levels/beings.

• Mediumship: The power to perceive and communicate with spirits and those who are in the afterlife. The user can view ghosts/spirits of deceased and communicate and/or interact with them, even if they have possessed inanimate objects/subjects/people.
  • The user is able to repel and run spirits away from an area, compel to employ an armada of ghosts, and may even view a visual conception of a spirit world in a trance if desired.

Some techniques regarding Clairvoyance includes:

• Dream Scrying: To dream actual ongoing far-off events.
• Psychic Navigation: To locate people/objects or create a mental map of an area.
• Shared Vision: To view another user of clairvoyance sight.
• Visual Linking: To link one's vision to others.

The weaknesses regarding Clairvoyance includes:

• The users usually have to imagine their targets, no actual images shown.
• The user requires complete and utter concentration.
• Clairvoyance may happen abruptly, unexpectedly, or without warning.
• Other users with the ability of Tracking Evasion may be able to hide from followers and pursuers like those with the ability of Clairvoyance.

Theme Song: Serity by Vallis Alps

Other: None

 

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Lillian Gauthier

Everyone sees what you appear to be,
few feel what you are.
- Niccolo Machiavelli

She felt two hands- one large, the other small force her off the ground and the searing crack at the back of her head became prominent once more. She smiled in an attempt to make friends with these strangers, though none seemed too interested. "You know, I'm not sure what's more scary. Being objectified by a green, leafy thing that looks like a salad and speaks or being arrested for something I haven't done," Lillian exclaimed as another awkward chuckle escaped her lips. "Who's Hadassah?"

Dirsmad tugged on Lillian's arms as the quartet moved along towards the entrance of Fort Trinity. Hadassah was surprisingly compliant for someone who seemed confused. He knew it was an act. "Don't be an idiot, Hadassah. We know who you are." Lillian snorted at salad guy. His dry humor could make up for how green he was. "I'm not an idiot. My name is Lillian and my friends call me Lily. Is anyone going to tell me what's going on?" Dirsmad rolled his eyes and tugged on her arm a little harder.

"Your punishment will be dealt with by Marshal Trahearne."

"Punishment? What?"

A large metal structure with a glowing blue orb came into view. The sun gradually disappeared behind the clouds and Lillian could see somewhat better. It was really comforting to not have the sun straining her eyes, but less comforting that some random strangers decided it'd be a good idea to pull her along the ground to wherever they were going while she was disoriented and in pain. "Listen, I really need to lay down somewhere, please," she begged.

"You'll be lying in your grave when you're dead."

"What the fuck?" Dirsmad said no more and Lillian was exasperated. "I have a major headache right now salad guy and I don't know if that means it's just a bad headache or if it's something more serious, like an acute concussion. Ever heard of that before?" The crew entered Fort Trinity and almost immediately, Lillian felt a strange drop in the atmosphere. A few people with garb on, others with armor, all stopped what they were doing and stared at her, stared at an evil woman known as Hadassah.

"Okay, why is everyone staring at me? Clearly, the only person who should be staring is me because frankly, I look like crap and you're all the weird ones. My top and my skirt are horrendous right now. Then, my hair. Oh, don't even get me started on the hair-"

"Will you just shut up?"

She cringed and rolled her eyes. "Okay, fine fine," she pouted and tugged on her arm slightly in hopes of making salad guy's iron grip a little looser. "You're hurting my arm." Dirsmad tightened his grip and Lillian winced, confident that his green fingers were going to leave a stain on her long sleeves and the lightly tanned skin beneath. Now, this other thing, whatever it was, she assumed it was a girl but her skin was all pinkish purplish. Did she paint her skin or dye it? Lillian had to know.

The party of four arrived at a large tent; it was a boring gray color and two guards stood outside. The moment they saw Hadassah from a distance, they immediately rushed inside to tell Marshal Trahearne of the glorious, yet dreadful news. She bit her lip and tried to roll along with the program. Lillian would, however, profess her innocence in the situation and perhaps, continue to be lighthearted about it. It was important to stay optimistic in this situation, even if she felt doomed.

Her eyes began to tear up and the edge of her forehead begin to itch. She sighed, irritated, but her hopes raised a little when she heard a clear, deep timbre travel through the tent skin and reach the small group outside. "Bring them to me." The Sylvari Guards allowed the commander, Mabli, and Dirsmad entrance, and hesitantly, Hadassah. Marshal Trahearne turned to greet the four, but his eyes locked down on Hadassah quickly. She'd made a terrible mistake coming here.

"Wait a second. So, this guy, another salad guy... is captain of this whole establishment?" She shook her head and tried to wrap her mind around everything. It was slightly overwhelming. "Oh my god, I've gotta be hallucinating. I'm going mad, aren't I? This is just a dream, right? You're all just some creepy voodoo people my brain decided to imagine." She took a deep breath and tried to slow down her racing heart. Why did the manifest content of her dreams always seem so real? It was hair-raising, especially this particular dream.

"Uh, Sigmund Freud was right. I should eat more salad and look for another guy."

 

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Name: Lillian Marie Gauthier aka "Lily"
Gender: Female
Age: 26
Occupation: Floral Designer & Linguist, A piece of Hadassah's soul (MA)
General Appearance:
Lillian has a great deal of blonde highlights woven naturally into her light brown hair and thick, wispy like strands. When her hair is down, it trails all the way down to the end of her shoulder blades. It's slightly wavy in appearance and somewhat difficult to manage because of how oily it can get. She takes care of her hair by pulling it into a messy bun, rope braid, or a simple ponytail. Lillian's eyes are deep set and a stunning emerald color.

She stands at an average of 5'2" and weighs 120 lbs; she doesn't have much muscle mass, but it's a decent percentage. Her long legs and arms allow her to run long strides and do acrobatics and yoga that require extreme flexibility on her part. She has a few scars here and there, faded from picking at scabs, as well as a continuous cycle of bruises from bumping into everything she sees. Her body is well taken care of, free from most dry skin and any problematic calluses.

Lillian has no tattoos, except for a mysterious light brown marking on the inside of her wrist in the shape of a rose. She finds her so-called birthmark fascinating. Her skin is lightly tanned from being out in the sun a lot and her face is an oval shape. Her eyelashes are naturally long and dark and her eyebrows thick with a soft arch. Clothing style tends to be modest and chic. She's completely engrossed with white floral print dresses.

Talents: Crossword Puzzles, Gymnastics, Cooking, Track and Field, Sudoku, Chess

 

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Lillian Gauthier

Everyone sees what you appear to be,
few feel what you are.
- Niccolo Machiavelli

Lillian had felt a smirk crawl on her face for a brief moment as Anthiot spoke of her real name and not the enemy's name. That would teach this person. She straightened her act the moment he turned back to her and beckoned her along. Lillian had followed diligently, a feeling of smug satisfaction swarming through her veins. Her arrogance, however, dissipated the moment she was given a chance to build trust with him. Lillian rolled her eyes and dismissed his worries, "I won't run away. I'm not that stupid."

She sat down on the bench and took a deep breath. Everything was fairly organized, if not littered with piles upon piles of worn out books, jewelry, and strange looking objects, some glowing, others plain. The blue clothing that everyone wore in the tent seemed indicative of a clique; Lillian wondered what exactly it was this group of people did. They seemed more scared of her, than welcoming, and it frustrated her as they followed Anthiot's orders immediately and barely spared a glance her way.

One women in particular stood out to her; a dark-skinned female with an intricate tattoo on her neck and a slim build. She looked to be the group's leader, fierce and terribly intimidating, especially when she shot a pensive glare Lillian's way. The familiar woman on the bench flinched and Tylissa pursed her lips and glanced at the commander in a questioning, yet accusatory way; a sign she wanted an explanation before she got started with her own axe training alongside her comrades.

Lillian bit her lip and shook her head, another sigh and adjustment to her sitting arrangements. She cleared her throat and smiled, "So, Commander Anthiot, how long is the training going to be?" It would only be a few moments when Lillian would become a threat once more. A streak of white hair passed behind Anthiot with a blonde and a brown. Her gut instincts kicked in, the need to know surged through her like an electrical impulse. Lillian didn't spare another minute. "Wait, that's her."

She stormed past the commander in an effort to slow down the white-haired woman, who continued to walk as if she didn't know who she was. Lillian knew though. This was she; the woman she'd met at the bus stop. "Hey! Stop!" Lillian began to pick up her pace as the white-haired female began to scurry across the dirt of the camp grounds. "Stop it now!" Lillian's hand reached out and touched the shoulder of the female and jerked her around. A pure look of shock of horror came across her face.

The young lady was just as shocked as she was, scared even.

It's not her.

Lillian gulped and opened her mouth a little, "I-I'm sorry." Her voice faded into obscurity as the young white-haired woman with blue eyes was ushered along quickly, her mother or aunt, whoever was beside her reassuring her everything was okay. Her palms felt like they were sweating and her heart felt as if it'd lurched out of her chest. The stranger noticed that others had huddled their children close to them. Hadassah. That was all they saw. Lillian tried to wrap her head around what just happened.

I'm not desperate. I'm not.

A firm hand suddenly grasped her shoulder.

"If you know what's best for you witch, stay away from my people and don't touch them."

Tylissa stormed past and Lillian stood there, dumbfounded as the woman jogged up to the small group. Tylissa had qualms about this new turn of events. To think, after Trahearne had done so much to protect them why did he dare bring in an enemy now and keep her out for the public to see and torture their young ones? The commander would've done a better job if he'd plunged his sword into her heart the moment he first saw her and if it came to it, she herself, would end the Witch's life if it meant ending her own.

 

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Zahara Trevelyan

"I fight with my heart, not my head."​

Personal
Name (Pronunciation): Zahara Trevelyan (Zah-Har-ra Treh-vel-Yahn)
Nickname: None
Date of Birth (Age): First Spring 116 BC (27)
Height (Metric): 5'3" (160 cm)
Weight (Metric): 127 lb (57 kg)
Body Build: Athletic
Sexuality: Unknown

Appearance
Zahara has long, wavy blonde hair that's usually pulled away from her face in braids. She stands about an inch taller than average height for women and has blue eyes. Her skin is fair and she wears her heart on her sleeve. She generally appears to be a calm and content individual. She typically wears the teal and white colors of her house and around her neck is an old-fashioned silver chain necklace with the Trevelyan animal sigil given to her by her mother before she passed away.

Attributes
Loyalty: House Trevelyan, House Bolton
Occupation: Lady of the Manor, Archer (Freelance)
Religion: The Faith of the Seven, The Old Gods (Former)
Ambition: To prove herself as a woman in a man's world.

Personality
There's a sense of dignity and innocence that often radiates from Zahara. She enjoys lady like customs and traditions, such as dance, sewing, and poetry. Zahara doesn't get angry easily and tends to go the diplomatic route (usually), before any other route. Men have mocked her for putting herself in such a position of power and have often talked her down for it. She's always tried to take it like a man would; to fight her bruised ego and stand up for herself instead of letting others get to her. As a result, Zahara can become impulsive.

She's hardly what one could consider cunning, but she feels she's quite adept in forming alliances and delegating tasks without lying. Her brash, talkative personality, however, also tends to be her greatest weakness. Zahara is more than willing to put herself out there without any care in the world. Zahara is a fierce individual; when someone challenges her, she won't back down without a fight. She's protective of her siblings and would rather take blame for something they did and bear the emotional baggage so they don't have to.

History
Zahara was regal and disciplined as a child. She enjoyed sewing, playing the piano, and other feminine customs. She loved to read and write; She often wrote poetry and read the astrology textbooks in the library for hours. As her mind expanded, so did her heart. She was compassionate and loyal to her extended family and anyone who came to visit the Trevelyan house on account of visiting or some other reason. Zahara was a bit rude and disrespectful to Amber, however, because she was envious of her position in future leadership.

When she was fourteen years old, she began to mirror Amber. She viewed her older sister as a role model despite their rocky relationship in her younger years. Combat training, however, did not come easily to Zahara as it had Amber. She gave up on trying to impress her parents and reverted back to her old ways. Chess, diplomatic endevours; Zahara wasn't suited to the life of martial status. She revered in their advisor's work after hearing some controversy from other families about their unconventional customs.

Determined to prove them wrong, she went along on a mission in secret and shadowed their advisor from afar. That was the first time she experienced reality as a young lady, but it wouldn't be the last. Zahara was eager to travel on future diplomatic missions, however, her first trip didn't end well. As she'd gone away without supervision to a meeting restricted only to the Trevelyan advisor, she was given a stern, yet emotional lecture by her father.

Skills and Gear

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Weapons
Name: Bow & Arrow
Description: She picked it up one day out of agitation and started firing arrows all over the place. It wasn't a savory situation, but a man on the field who held high respects to the Trevelyan house offered to teach her how to shoot one properly and she accepted. Zahara has been practicing bow and arrow for over nine years now.
Appearance:
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The bow itself is extremely worn out. There are scratch marks all over it here and there and the golden lacquer (as well as the brown lacquer itself) that was once carved on it has dulled. The bow string is falling apart, but is still decent. It could be in better shape if she brought it to a bowyer but she doesn't want to get it "fixed" because it holds sentimental value.

Armour and Attire
Name:
Description:
Appearance:

Relationships
Family:
Carron Trevelyan, Father, Deceased
Josey Trevelyan, Mother, Deceased
Amber Trevelyan, Elder Sister, Alive
Acquaintances:
Jorvan, Trevelyan Retainer, Alive
Friends:
None
Allies:
House Bolton
Enemies:
None

Extra
Theme Song is Arwen's Promise by Eurielle.

 

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Asena Bogdanova Chaykovskaya​

27 ♢ Female ♢ Human ♢ Sea Artist, First Mate ♢INTJ ♢ Leo​

Appearance

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Asena has the rough, rag tag look stereotypical of a pirate with dark circles under her eyes and little to no emotion presented, except in times of frivolity. Her emerald green eyes and messy black hair help paint a straightforward picture about the kind of person she is — secretive and pragmatic. Light brown freckles cover Asena's shoulders, forehead, and cheeks; she also has a fine batch of scars all over her body, particularly on her lower abdomen area.

Asena weighs in at about fifty-four kilograms and stands at about one hundred fifty-six centimeters in height. Her typical everyday attire consists of a plain white blouse with subtle frills on the collar, a brown corset tied to the front, worn brown pants, and worn brown boots. Silver studs don Asena's earlobes and a silver talisman on a black rope dons her neck. At her left hip, she carries her rapier and dagger, and at her right, another dagger and a flask of wine.

Strengths

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♢ Asena's reflexes are lightning quick; she's great at dodging and swinging.

♢ She's extremely flexible, which allows her to move around with ease and prevent any injury and back pain.

♢ Asena has an astounding hand to hand and eye coordination which helps her while using charting tools.

Weaknesses

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♢ Her lungs are failing her, making it difficult to breath sometimes during battle when her heart rate is increased.

♢ She's always physically and mentally exhausted regardless of how she feels on any given day.

♢ Prone to mood swings at unpredictable times — from confident highs to depressive lows.

Personality

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Biography

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Miscellaneous

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Gift: None
Patron: Athena
Crew: ???

❝The darkness in a woman is such
that, stripped of our sight, we must feel
our way through it — we crawl,
we enter her circles of hell until
we sympathize with her sorrow,
until we learn from her rage.❞
— Segovia Amil​

 

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The Odyssey​

Advanced, Biweekly, Ancient Mediterranean, Eight Crewmates​

Premise

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It's 1400 BCE, in a world in which there is not just one caste of Gods and Goddesses, but two - and that's only as far as the mortals inhabiting the Mediterranean know. Atum and Gaia emerged from chaos and birthed the deities the canaille now worship.

From Atum came the Ennead. The nine key elements of the Earth. Shu, Tefnut, Nut, Geb, Osiris, Isis, Set, Nephthys, and Horus took residence in the divine realm. The people of Egypt look to them for guidance and reason.

From Gaia came Uranus, upon their union came the Titans; Cronus the last son of Gaia became ruler of the tyrants.The new pantheon of Gods and Goddesses were the subject of worship among the Greek denizens.

The Olympians and Ennead were often swept away in their arrogance and jealousy, resulting in battles that ravaged the cosmos and even the Earth. This fierce rivalry was inherited by their apostles and thus a discord was struck between the people of Greece and Egypt.

The enmity between their worshippers only furthered the God's own. In petty bids to one up each other they would gift their people with abilities or objects of divine power. Upon receiving a gift, one would bear a mark of their benefactor. Such marks were seen as abhorrent to the masses however - it was a sign of favoritism and otherness. A marked mortal was called a Notatus. Notati were often banished from the cities they called home or left due to the prejudice and harassment they faced.

One place with freedom in spades, is the sea. People are not quite capable of taking to the sky yet so they let go of their roots and travel the briny deep. Most who gather in ships and lead lives less commendable than others are escaping something. Some bear the mark of a God, some wear the skin of mixed races, it is not uncommon for some to be fleeing slaves, yet there are others who merely yearn for the sea.

Two pirate ships act as a haven for crews of the lost and weary, scorned and beaten, the brave and true. Enemies at their worst and rivals at their best, the two crews have often battled and attempted to steal or hinder each other's plunders. Now, they face consequences for their unruly war; after treading upon sacred ground and invoking the wrath of Phorcys, a curse of petrification is cast upon them and the only way the curse can be nulled is by completing a series of tasks.

It's a race against time. If a crew goes too long without completion of a task, someone is petrified. The curse will only be completely reversed if the crews finish their quest and do everything Phorcys asks of them. There is no way out.

Survive or die.

Please direct any questions to the GM, mingummy, or the co-GM, espoir.

Tagged

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❝They villify us, the
scoundrels do, when there is
only this difference; they rob
the poor under the cover of
law . . . and we plunder the
rich under the protection of
our own courage.❞
— Samuel Bellamy, from Assassin's Creed​

 

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Ximena Reyes

BASIC INFO

Ximena Reyes, pronounced He-Men-Ah Ray-Yes, is a reporter of 25 years old. She's completed her bachelor's in journalism and a minor in digital design. When she was 22 years old, she was captured for a government project after rumors of her having 'strange' connections and incidents linked to technology.

Ximena was listed as missing person after her sudden disappearance walking home from class one day. She has not been seen for almost four years now and many begin to wonder if her disappearance is some elaborate hoax or if she is truly dead, as presumed by her immediate family, the Reyes'.

CAPABILITIES

User can create, shape and manipulate technology and technological constructs, computers, robots, hardware and other devices that can be termed as "technology". Manifested as a special form of electrical/telekinetic manipulation, a special form of "morphing" which allows physical interaction with machines, or even a psychic ability that allows mental interface with computer data.

Users can control the flow of intricate machinery and can allow them to assemble or disengage their programming at will. Can operate most technology just by touching or looking.

LIMITATIONS

• Can't control purely mechanical objects which possess no electronic or ferrous components.
• Usually requires close proximity to the object being manipulated.
• May be left powerless away from modern society.
• May be weakened by users who can nullify Technological powers.

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Adriano Gallo

BASIC INFO

Adriano Gallo. A fierce, strong-willed lieutenant (or caporegime in italian mafia) of the mafia don. He's 34 years old and was raised as part of the Mafioso, his father being the don's lieutenant before being killed by an enemy. He took up his Father's role and hopes to prove his greatness and loyalty to the mafia don, much like his father did. He's quite certain their new 'addition', as he politely refers to Ximena, will be a valuable asset to their organization. He keeps an eye on her from a distance, judges her skill in silence.

CAPABILITIES

He's quite skilled in the art of karate and ninjutsu. Having earned his black belt at seventeen years old and continued on to demonstrate his skills in various championships, Adriano is a sharp man who can pack a punch. He has great experience, almost seven years, of training in various weapons, mainly different types of guns, such as rifles and pistols, as well as daggers and knives.

FUTURE IDEAS/CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT

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Esther McCarthy
FROM ROLEPLAY: Affinity
GENDER: Female
AGE: Twenty Five (25)

"I'm not a hero. I'm a scientist."
— Carlos, the Scientist, Welcome to Night Vale
Episode 49 - Old Oak Doors Part A​

STATS
Endurance: ★ ★ ★ ★ ☆
Strength: ★ ★ ★ ☆ ☆
Dexterity: ★ ★ ★ ★ ☆
Luck: ★ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆
IQ: ★ ★ ★ ★ ☆
Perception: ★ ★ ☆ ☆ ☆
Confidence: ★ ★ ☆ ☆ ☆

ATTRIBUTES
• She keeps a 'diary' in her dresser, but it's weathered down quite a bit. She should be looking at a new one soon.
• Her favorite color is green and her favorite season is fall.
• Building toys, especially miniature robots, gives her a sense of accomplishment and pride.
• Whiskey is her best friend, forever and always.
• Esther is easily discouraged by certain situations, but on the other hand, quite strong-willed.

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FROM ROLEPLAY: ???
GENDER: ???
AGE: ???

"Insert Quote Here."
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Dexterity: ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆
Luck: ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆
IQ: ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆
Perception: ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆
Confidence: ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆

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✩ Name ✩
Joaquín Santos

✩ Nickname{s} ✩
San San (reserved for those closest to him), Mr. J (by colleagues)

✩ Age & Birthday ✩
November 1st (32)

✩ Gender & Sexuality ✩
Male (Asexual, Biromantic with a leaning towards men)

✩ Hometown ✩
Buenos Aries, Argentina

✩ Fame ✩
Musical Production, DJ, Activism

✩ Net Worth ✩
$570 Million

✩ Health Ailments ✩
None

✩ Physical Appearance ✩
Argentinian • 6'0" • 157 lb • Black Hair, Brown Eyes • None • None

✩ Personality ✩
Humble, Conservative, Judgemental, Conscientous, Practical, Generous

✩ Likes ✩
Extra Dry Mocha Cappucino with Soy, Pornography with Gay men, Electronic Music with Synthesizers, The color Forest Green, Positivity, and Equality

✩ Dislikes ✩
Sex-related discussions, Lemons and Limes, People Pleasers, and Arrogance

✩ Family ✩
Maria Santos, Mother, Currently Hospitalized, 65
Alejandro Santos, Father, Alive, 67
Valentina Santos, Younger Sister, Alive, 25

✩ Significant Other ✩
None

✩ Relationships ✩
Divorcée, Insert Name

✩ Pets ✩
None

✩ Other ✩
∙ Chino Darín is fc
∙ Won Two Oscars for Best Music Producer
∙ Nominated four times for Cinema Audio Society Awards
∙ He does electronic genre, mainly chill out and trance
∙ Joaquín doesn't manage his official Youtube channel which has garnered more than a million subscribers
∙ He's divorced, but happily so and still keeps in contact with his former wife

✩ Connections ✩
None

 

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Name: First Last
Age: 28

 

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Kimoto Aina, 21, Female, Musical Producer

QUIRKS

• She has a great fear of clowns.
• Kimoto Aina ranked in the top five of her high school class.
• Science and math were her best subjects, although Aina claims they were her worst.
• She's more drawn to the Western style breakfast rather than traditional Japanese breakfast.
• Can't get enough of natto!

 

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