[CHAR] Sol City [Modern Slice of Life] . (CHAPTER ONE COMPLETED!) . ARCHIVED

[Avali]

Name: Annalise Rose Sorulo
Age: 21

Appearance

Height: 5’ 7”

Likes:
*A cool winter breeze. Reminds her of good memories.
*Pretty scenery. Same reason as one.
*The color black. The way it works with so many other colors makes her nerd out.
*Art. Be it painting, drawing, sculpting, art is her home field.
*Mini Skirts. Makes her feel like a child all over again.

Dislikes:
*Cooking. She will often do takeout just so she doesn't have to.
*Blondes. For extremely personal reasons.
*Social Interaction. She is a bit of a shut in.
*Forming bonds with others, knowing that they will just leave her again.
*Being unable to properly translate a thought in her head on paper. Screwing up an art project etc.

Zodiac Sign: Cancer

Special Talent: Photographic memory, though this often works against her. Her brain tends to hyperfocus on the negative.

Profession: Self employed artist.

Bio/Personality:

Anna and Ryan

"What do you mean you are leaving?"

Annalise, or Anna as most call her, has had a simple life. Her parent were both owners of separate very well off small businesses, leaving them with a fair amount of money.

Anna never had any friends, though this was completely by choice. Anti-social by nature, she would often stay in her room and read or sleep or fantasize about whatever she fancied at the moment. However, when she was around 7th grade, her parents forcefully signed her up for an art club to try and make her socialize. They failed, for a time at least.

Enter Ryan Merriweather. He was in a similar boat as Annalise, albeit his parents did it to keep him out of trouble. He had been there for quite some time when Anna joined, and was immediately infatuated at the sight of her. He made it his mission to have her heart, and succeeded after a solid year of trying. The next three years, as Anna describes it, were the happiest of her life. At age 16, she and Ryan moved into together. They had plans of getting married, spending their whole life together. . .

Until the summer after their Senior year rolled around. Ryan had been accepted to his dream college, and Anna to hers. This however, put them at opposite ends of the country. The separation broke her heart.

Nonetheless, they moved forward with it, knowing it was in their best interests to pursue their passions. Annalise has lived in Sol City for 2 years now, merely going to school and then locking herself in her apartment and doing her art. It made her better… For a time. Eventually, she realized Ryan would not have wanted her to remain hung up on him forever. She knew he had probably moved on, and now she needed to grow up and do the same. Now she has done a little better with her life, every so often trying to interact with people.

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Tell us about yourself:

Your age: I honestly prefer not to say.
*What part of the world are you from: Good ol’ US of A
*How many years have you been writing/roleplaying: on and off for 4 years
*How often do you have time to post: Just about any time, though I’m lazy and won’t always instantly respond.

Honestly, I prefer not to say much about myself. I use the internet to be anything but myself. Here I can actually enjoy who I am through use of a persona. I thrive on being just a name on a screen, because nobody wants a sad angsty girl in their threads you know?

[valckyriie]

Morgan Jane Rowan

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name:Morgan Jane Rowan
age:21
Height:4'3
Weight:100
Likes:dancing dirty, loud music, dogs, loud engines, big trucks, Harley motor cycles, rum, a cigarette once in awhile
Dislikes:annoying people, perverts, dark alleys
Zodiac Sign:Sagittarius
Special Talent:Making everyone in the room mad at record speed. Making smoke rings in the air.
Profession:She went to college for animal sciences and is now a veterinarian
Bio: Morgan grew up in Michigan, in the backwoods, With a rather large family she never minded much, She was raised by her grandparents. She had always been small, but she was not small for no reason, you see she was born premature. It wasn't her mothers fault though, her mother was only fourteen when she got pregnant, and didn't consent either. Her mother tried to force labor three months early, with drugs, she succeeded. Morgan was born with defects and soon after she was born, was adopted by her grandparents.
When she was sixteen her whole world was flipped upside down, she moved from her happy go lucky life along with her family down to West Virginia. There guys suddenly seemed interested in her and that is when she found her dislike for perverts no not dislike that's not strong enough, hate for perverts is more like it. She got into fights in high school not big ones, she was always trying to protect herself.
Despite everything she had always gotten straight A's and graduated with honors, she went to college with a scholarship to Canada. After she graduated from there and came to sol city to find something new.
Personality: She has always been quiet and shy, never getting involved unless completely necessary, she sticks to the sidelines and even when she is in an argument she prefers to tier the person down one piece at a time with facts so they leave broken, She is strong willed, but you only see her stubbornness when she generally cares about what she's standing up for other times she is completely silent. She has walls up around her heart and mind that will be hard to break but once you become close to her, she will always be there for you no matter what.
Pet: mocha, a ruff looking mutt mix

mocha

Your character's favorite song:

[SgtEasy]

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"I buy many an orange."

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Name:
Jamal Ahmad Jamali

Age:
32

Appearance:
Jamal cuts an imposing figure, intimidating in a way that cannot be easily described. He keeps a stern look on his face, easily turned into a face of anger. Thick furrowed eyebrows, tight lips and piercing brown eyes can break the hardest of criminals. His skin a dark chocolate, calloused in many places but clean of wrinkles. Small, immaculate silver studs adorn his ear with a dull golden stud in the helix of his right ear. A clenched jawline with stubble leads to broad shoulders and an athletic figure. Not enough to be out of place but enough to set him above a crowd. He has an even pace and large strides, when undercover he walks with a swagger that makes him seem untouchable. Bulging arms seem to tighten every sleeve he wears while large hands which make finding gloves that fit a trying process. Long, thick legs let him cover far distances in a shorter time period but becomes problematic when buying jeans. Large feet only serve to indicate that everything about him is indeed larger than life.

Height:
6'2"

Weight:
210lbs

Likes:

• Oranges
• Acting
• Crossing his arms and staring really intensely
• Betraying unsuspecting criminals
• Training, whether in the firing range or his holy temple (the gym)

Dislikes:

• Anything negative surrounding oranges
• Weakness in himself
• Unnecessary humour
• Fire
• Corruption in the force
• Racists, sexists, islamophobes, homophobes, etc.
• Politics
• Apples
• Laziness
• Liking things

Zodiac Sign:
Taurus

Special Talent:
An almost uncanny ability in acting like the type of people he hates, a criminal.

Profession:
Undercover police officer and has been in the force since the minimum age of recruitment.

Bio/Personality:
Jamal was born to a Pakistani father and an African American high school graduate, birthed in Punjab province in Pakistan. His grandfather, Muhammad Jamali, disapproved of the relationship between his father Ahmad and his mother Arya and as the elder of the house, told the pair to either get rid of Jamal or get out of his house. Poor, broke but still madly in love, they fled to the big city to earn for the family, carrying a newborn Jamal. Ahmad was forced to work as a bus driver in Lahore while Arya earned as much money as she could selling oranges delivered from the a friend's orchard outside Lahore. The newborn often stayed to accompany his mother while she worked in the market, selling the citrus only for most of the money to go back to the providers.

Jamal had most of his early, formative years in the beautiful city of Lahore. It was the second most populous city in Pakistan behind Karachi and was also one of the wealthiest. Even as a "poor family", he could not recall any times in which food or water was difficult to find. They lived in an adequately sized apartment near the old, walled city. They were not a broken family either, his parents loved each other and the family was together quite frequently. If he could recall, he would remember smiles and happy faces. They prayed together and slept near each other. His father was a humble man who did not speak much and earned little but was easy on the smile. His mother had always been his favourite however.

Arya frequently told stories of Sol City to her child as he grew up, having been born and had met his father there while studying at the university. She told him of the abundance of lights in the city skyline, the fast moving cars, the money that flowed with easy. She lovingly recalled meeting his father, something that made baby Jamal's face contort in childlike disgust. She also bitterly told him about her move to Pakistan upon Ahmad's insistence, ending up in the situation they were in. But she had always ended the stories with a kiss and a youthful smile, popping an orange piece in his mouth. It was where he got his near-addiction to oranges as a child that carries on to this day to a lesser extent.

It was not until his first day at high school when everything went wrong. Up to that point in his life, Jamal had it perfect. His father and mother joined their efforts to create an orange juice stall in their own market, packaging and delivering fresh, cool orange juice. The family had become popular, his mother doubly so due to her kind words in the marketplace. Although initially thought of as foreign due to his skin colour, his steadfastness and loyalty to friends had gained him popularity amongst his peers. His first day as a grade nine student had just ended, walking towards the general direction of his parent's store with his group of friends. He had promised them cheaper prices for his parent's famous fresh orange juice in the tough April heat.

As Jamal rounded the corner, the smell of fire filled his nostrils. He turned to see a market ablaze, onlookers staring at the plumes of smoke and burning tapestry covers. He sprinted, ignoring his shouting friends and brushed past escapees to enter the market. Shouts and a sounds of general panic filled his ears as he searched frantically for his parents, navigating through the smoke filled pathways. He covered his mouth with his sleeve, blinking the tears in his eyes away. The stall that his parents had set up was near the middle of the market, covered in beautiful purple tapestry. Pushing past more and more escaping bodies, he began to see source of the fire. It was raging, untamed and violent. People burned from head to toe, doused in uncontrollable fire. The purple tapestry, the finely carved wood his father made, the chair his mother used to place him on as a baby, burned wildly. It would soon be turned to ash.

The sound of pain and grunting had broken his stupor, his attention turned to a collapsed piece of wood and the woman who writhed under it. "Mother!" called Jamal and stumbled towards her in shock. She smiled at him kindly, the sweat glistening on her forehead. Most of her was covered under the large piece of wood except for her head, shoulders and one arm. He grabbed ahold of the wood and pushed as hard as he could to no avail. He tried and tried again, even with his tired mother's help he could not lift the damnable piece of wood. Tears ran down his cheeks, frustration and sadness whirling inside him.

"Do not worry so much my boy. I will be in the sky, with God's righteous followers." Arya stroked Jamal's hair lovingly and then traced his jaw with delicate fingers. She wiped his tears away and lightly scolded him for crying. She pushed him away as more structures burned around them. "Go! she cried, fire tracing its way up the plank that crushed her "Go with haste, my son!"

Jamal turned and ran, faster than he had when he entered the burning market. Smoke mades his eyes burn, the intense heat of the blaze sweltering his skin. He escaped to a clear blue sky and a shocked bunch of friends. His uniform was torn and ruined, burns adorned his body while his palms were torn by hard wood. He turned towards the market entrance as it crashed down, burning fiercely. He went down on his knees, watching the market burn with his silent companions.

The fire was started by a pyromaniac criminal, a serial killer who was known for starting several fires across Punjab itself. Jamal clenched his fists and shook with rage as he watched him stand trial, glaring vehemently at the man who caused the death of his mother and so many others. His father served to cool and stem his rage before it could burst out, a firm hand on his son's shoulder to prevent any outbreak of frustration. As they went home that night, driving under a cloudy dark night, Ahmad broke the silence in the car. "Your mother wouldn't have approved of your attitude Jamal."

The boy just looked to the side, clenching jaw tighter. Ahmad sighed and continued to drive. This would serve as an indicator of how their relationship would be like in the coming years. They moved to Sol City soon after the accident, an apparent birthday gift that his parents had planned for him. It struck Jamal harder than it should have, he always told himself. The boy changed, his frustration and anger turned into silent and grim acceptance. He began to go to the gym, vowing that he would never become a weakling again, building his strength and athleticism. While his father approved, the ageing was always worried that his son pushed himself too hard and partially blamed himself for his mother's death.

Life soon became a blur. School only served as a distraction to his training and Jamal would only focus on subjects that he deemed important to himself He joined the police academy as soon as he could, believing that he could become someone who could actually make a change in the world. This idealism and hope would be soon crushed as his service record increased within the force. He was exposed to the most vile of criminals, the worst that humanity could offer. Some were worse than that pyromaniac who killed his mother, a thought that disgusted him to no end. He began to look upon the world with a grim look. He could only see black and white, the good and the bad. There was no in-between, there was only justice and law. He rose through the ranks, proving worthy of each promotion. His resolve and loneliness within the force caused the head officer to switch him from normal duties to undercover work. He started his second life as George Smiths, a lowly hood rat bouncing for one of the major cartel clubs in the city. He thrived.

Your character's favorite song:

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What can we call you?
Sgt, Sarge or Gio is fine

Your age:
Sorry, usually not comfortable sharing this part of myself xD

What part of the world are you from?
New Zealand but originally from the Philippines :)

How many years have you been writing/roleplaying:
3-4 years now? The years have gone by quick

How often do you have time to post?
Its the holidays now so I have a lot of free time

Do you like oranges?
Yep

[ReusableSword]

Victor Henson

Name: Victor Henson

Age: 28

Appearance:

Portrait

Height: 6'5"

Weight: 220 Lbs.

Body Type: Muscular

Likes:
+ Warm food
+ Exercise
+ Protecting people
+ Listening to the stories of others
+ Shooting guns

Dislikes:
- Getting lost
- Needless violence
- Hot days
- Thief's

Zodiac Sign: Scorpio

Special Talent: Can take a hit and keep going. whether it be a punch, getting shot, or getting hit emotionally. he doesn't just break down and cry he keeps going.

Profession: Former Army Ranger, took up a job offer as private security with his friend while also doing some part time body guard work at the House of Lords.

Your character's favorite song: Zaid Tabani - Umeshoryu

Personality: A strong stoic man, Victor tends to be quiet around new people while also being driven to get the job done. He likes to protect others and help when he can, seeing others happy because of his actions and words makes him feel better, the man can be a bit generous too. He can be cold or distant some times and doesn't like to talk about his past too much. His time in the military left him a driven individual who is very serious when it comes to his job but is otherwise respectful and relaxed. He can be awkward at times and can be a bit of a dick when he thinks its funny, but is otherwise a good guy or at least tries to be.

Bio: Victor grew up with a single mother moving from place to place and having a lot of her "friends" over at different times. He grew up fast in that life, living below the poverty line when your only escape was going to school. Being quiet and listening to others was just something he did and got used too, never really caused any trouble and kept his head low up until high school. From there he became a bit more out going and friendly, he still tried to stay as far away from home as he could.

When he turned 18 him and a few friends signed up for the delayed entry program with the army, with his placement scores he was able to get a good ranger contract. And so, a week after he graduated he was off to basic and from there a few other schools. Before he knew it he was in the rangers his group was tasked to Afghanistan burning poppy fields and fighting through the mountains. He did this until he was 25, after receiving a letter from his mother saying she was in hospice and wouldn't be around too much longer.

When he came back he joined up with a private security team and stayed with his mother before she died two years later. In that time she told him about his real father, how he was just a fling and probably didn't know he even existed. She gave him the address of where his fathers mother was before she died. He put in a transfer request to the company's Sol city branch with his friend Deacon, doing armed security at a place called House of lords. Now all he had to do was see if his mother wasn't lying and work up the courage to go find the other half of his family.

Other

Tell us about yourself:

*Your age: mid to late 20's
*What part of the world are you from? US west coast
*How many years have you been writing/roleplaying: a few months here and about 10 years else where.
*How often do you have time to post? once or twice every other day if I have the time. more if I'm bored.
*Anything else: not really

"These are the things that make a good story great and good writers even greater."

[Silver Fox]

As Ashton is a orphan, anyone is free to bring up the idea of their character somehow being blood related to her :) that part of her is free for anyone to explore. It's just Ashton herself will be unaware of them as shes never known her blood related family.

Ashton Griffone

Name:
Ashton Griffone

Age:
25

Appearance:

Appearance

Ash stands around 7'0 and is a lean, skinny, well toned muscular figure with light tanned skin. Short dirty blonde messy hair with her bangs covering her eyes a lot of the times, though she does push them to the side usually when looking at people. She had a nasty scar on her face of what looks like a claw Mark from her right temple to her left side of the cheekbone, one going from the right cheekbone to the middle of the left cheek, and the last going from the middle of the right cheek to the left of the jaw. Is usually wearing baggy clothes, but almost always has her black coat with white fluff trimming. Usually wearing a grey tank top and beige cargo pants and black combat boots and black fingerless gloves. A red cloth around her left bicep with a golden symbol shaping a Griffon.

Whenever she isn't in uniform of course.

Height:
7'0

Weight:
220

Likes:

• Video Games
• Manga/Anime
• Rain
• Music (Pop, Country, Techno, game tunes)
• Animals
• Sleeping
• Dancing
• Cute Girls
• Meeting People
• Sweets
• Swimming
• Ocean
• Fire
• Hiking
• Sports
• Martial Arts/Judo
• Jumping in puddles
• Stuffed animals/plushies/soft stuff
• Flowers

Dislikes:

• Sour tastes
• Spicy Food
• Talking
• Judgmental people
• Cruelty
• Dishonesty
• Smoking
• Unnecessary Violence
• Cactus
• Wearing Dresses or Heels or Make up.

Zodiac Sign:
Libra

Special Talent:
She has a very good eye. Usually when she's somewhat focused, she can spot little things. She's also is able to throw someone flat on their back. Though she usually avoids having to.

Profession: Firefighter at the Fire Station

Bio/Personality:
Ashton is a very quiet individual. Literally. No really she hardly ever speaks, even to close friends. Some people have a hard time deciding if she's mute or just chooses not to speak. That isn't to say she isn't social however. She's quite animated in her movements and usually gets her point across to others by facial expressions and physical motions. Though, she does always carry a boogie board around her neck to write out any words she wants to communicate toward someone. Friendly and outgoing, she's happy to greet with just about anyone. Also a bit adventurous and enjoys wandering about on her down time. Usually, she's eager to please and is a bit naïve at times. A bit of a space cadet, she'll at times turn quite a bit klutzy when she's not focused on anything. Or, just get absolutely lost in the city during her walk-a-bouts. Is absolutely oblivious when it comes to romantic matters. One could fairly say she's a tomboy. She doesn't usually upkeep appearance as she doesn't see much point. Her body doesn't exactly meet the 'womanly attractive' criteria. Too tall, too flat, no hips. Never dresses 'girly' but she does like plushies. That and she would much rather get dirty by playing in rain puddles rather than putting on a dress or makeup.

Growing up a orphan, Ashton doesn't have much memory before the age of ten. She's just always lived at the orphanage to her knowledge. She was a pretty quiet child, didn't talk much, but enjoyed exploring. One day, when playing by a bridge, she almost fell off it, but someone saved her. A woman of the military, and it was a start of her wishing to join the army. This woman was named Claire Griffon. Whom soon was kind enough to adopt the lanky child. A beautiful woman with a kind heart, with a bit of a stern way of upbringing, she still did her best to raise Ashton. Ashton ended up wanting to be exactly like Claire. Kind, able to show love to just about anyone. Not romantic... just... a pure emotion. It was hard to explain with words. When she turned the age of eighteen, she went off to follow her dream of following her adoptive mothers footsteps. Serving the armed service for three years, specializing with the sniper rifle. Though she retired and instead decided to train the next two as a firefighter. The army turned out just not to be for her, as she did not want to actually hurt people. She wanted to help them. Only staying so long was because she wanted to make Claire proud. However, one day she received a letter notifying Ashton that Claire passed away due to a accident that caused their apartment to be erupted in flames. Distraught and heartbroken, she felt completely lost, unsure what her purpose was anymore. However, after a few letters Claire had sent her prior, her confidence slowly returned. So she decided to do another physically active job that did help people that didn't exactly involve fighting people. Fighting fire. Deciding that was the best way to share kindness to others like others have shown to her.

Your character's favorite song:

Theme Song

Tell us about yourself:

*Your age: 20 or so. I lose track honestly after 21.
*What part of the world are you from? Western
*How many years have you been writing/roleplaying: Mhm probably around 10 or so years now.
*How often do you have time to post? That honestly depends. Usually I can do at least once a day but since the holidays are here, I may have a hard time posting.
*Anything else you want to mention? What you do for a living? How much do you work a week? What do you enjoy doing besides writing? Put as much as you want.

I have a cute puppy that I named Growlithe, or Growlie for short. He's great.

"These are the things that make a good story great and good writers even greater."

Ashton Relationship Sheet

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"True connections are able to made without the need for words."

| ☀ Friends | ✌ Neutral | ☕ Who? | ☠ Not fond of | ⚜ Acquaintances | ✸ Best friends | ❤ Love interest | ❧ Dating |

|| Marilania (Romus), Olympus ||

☕ "...." ☕
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|| Victoria Darya Romus “vika” ||

⚜"A sweet snow flower." ⚜
"Victoria is a girl I met while watching the race, which happily the person she was cheering for won! Happy day! She's a very beautiful woman and one I would imagine if I thought of as someone sophisticated. But she seems very sweet and friendly! Hope to make friends with her soon and get to know her better! Maybe cheer up her day and push her worries aside even for a little bit!"

|| Joel Nicolosi ||

☕ "That guy who won the race." ☕
"He was the one Victoria was cheering for, and he won! Congrats!"

|| Milo Ventri ||

☕ "...." ☕
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|| Paige Renee Kennedy ||

☕ "...." ☕
"...."

|| Jamal Ahmad Jamali ||

⚜ "Teddybear." ⚜
"During the winterball is when I met this fellow. Although in appearance he can come off as a run of the mill thug on the street, but I think he's got a sweet side on him. He seemed to be in a hurry though, but maybe we'll meet again and become best of friends!"

|| Siobhan Jude Murphy ||

⚜ "Classy Rose." ⚜
"Siobhan seems like a sweet lady, very pretty and cute. We met at the winter party and hung out with Ren but I had to excuse myself to help someone before leaving on a call. But I like her, she seems nice and friendly."

|| Kristopher "Kriss" Mauser ||

⚜ "Medic!" ⚜
"I don't know him too well other than what our departments usually hear of one another. And I know he's a paramedic for the Sol City Volunteer Rescue Squad. Occasionally, I see him show up during one of our jobs with a fire otherwise that's about it. Mostly he seems to focus on the job rather than anything else but that's good too! Hopefully we can get along great and continue to do our best to save the lives in Sol City!"

|| Allison Hawthorne ||

⚜ "Another Medic!" ⚜
"I met Allison at the race and she approached me to say hello! She seems to be a pretty and sweet young lady. Although she seems to not understand me very much but that's super a-o-k. She seems to also be a paramedic, probably a newbie. Perhaps we'll get to work together sometime! It'll be fun and I'm looking foreword to seeing how she does!"

[Almalthia]

Character

Name: Siobhan Jude Murphy

Age: 23

Height: 5'10"

Weight: 150 lbs



Zodiac Sign: Virgo

Special Talent: Siobhan is very observant. To the point of being accused of reading minds, which she can't.

Profession: Artist. From portrait to digital. Most recently her charity work for several various charities that cater to children in need.

Bio/Personality: Siobhan had an easy childhood. She was adopted by her parents as an infant and raised as their daughter. It didn't hurt that they were social elite and affluent to boot. They told her at a young age of the adoption and being the kind soul that she is Siobhan soon accepted it. It took her a while, about 6 months but she realized that she was lucky that she got the parents she had. She was ten at the time. Her parents encouraged her love of the arts and wanted to help her launch her career with their influence. Siobhan will have none of it. She wants to stand on her own in this area and has done well for herself since she turned eighteen. That was not a good year emotionally for her. Her best friend, Genevieve, committed suicide that year due to a brutal sexual assault. She launched a line of paintings in Genevieve's honor titled "Portrait of Genny". Which depicted scenes from her memories of Genevieve. The paintings evolved to Genevieve's death which was likened to John Everett Millais' famous Ophelia painting. She organized her own auction and donated the proceeds to Genevieve's family and set up a fund for sexual assault victims. This launched her career in the art world and garnered attention from the elite philanthropist all over. Of course that's the good that happened to her, well that and the worst that's happened so far. She's had men in her life but no one special. After Genevieve's assault she distanced herself from men and doesn't let them to close, consequently she is still innocent and has no concept of hosts flirt.

Siobhan is all smiles very friendly and engaging. She loves to listen and can come off as introverted but is not, she just likes watching people. She is a people person and likes to be around others. How else does she get subject material for her art. She is never far from her sketch pad and most of the time has paint, pastels, chalk, whatever her latest medium is on her, be it on clothes or herself. However when it comes to formal functions she cleans up rather well. She is a HUGE nerd and loves Star Wars, several book series, comics and adores Charmed as her favorite TV series. She loves to cosplay as well and Comic-Con is an absolute must.

Likes: Animals, drawing, dancing, singing, painting, people watching.

Dislikes: Purposefully ignorant people, injustice, liars, bullies, abuse

Favorite Song: Siobhan loves all types of music so she doesn't have a favorite song.

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Age: Older than yesterday younger than tomorrow...seriously though a lady never tells...but I have to scroll to find my birth year when signing up for things...and I can buy alcohol legally...can I stop now this is depressing...

Region: US, Texas

Years Role Playing: D&D before 3rd Ed came out, posting for about 15 years or so.

Frequency of Posting: I'd like to commit to daily at this time. If that changes I will let you know.

Like of Oranges: Both the color and the fruit is a very big yes.

[Almalthia]

Siobhan's Relationships

Siobhan Jude Murphy

As we progress in the story I will add people in relationships with Siobhan.

Ren White

Seems nice, would like to know him better!!! And considers him a friend. Seems familiar...

Paige Renee Kennedy

Interesting, loves her wit. Has become a very good friend

Sebastian Ajgiel

Something very familiar about him and she doesn't know what but considers him a friend

Marilania (Romus), Olympus

Met at the Winter Ball looked like she was into Ren which was nice to see. Met her again at the after party for the race and she was all over Joel and got very perturbed. Went all Drama Queen and gave her a set down since she was blaming me. She’s insecure and acts like she’s still in high school.

Joel Nicolosi

Met at the after party for the race and was planning on asking him if he knew a good mechanic. He was the only one nice at the party besides Ashton.

Victoria Darya Romus “Vika”

Met at the Winter Ball looked like she was into Milo which was nice to see. Met her again at the after party for the race and she showed her lack of class by making me pay for my drinks while everyone else didn’t. Her sister went all Drama Queen and I let Vika know that if her sister were making fun of her that I’d stand up for her too but she seemed to blow that off and be a villain. She still thinks I’m a cop and I’m tired of trying to correct her about it. She’s insecure about her physical appearance due to walking with a cane and acts like she’s still in high school.

Milo Ventri

Met at the Winter Ball looked like she was into Milo which was nice to see. Met him again at his place of business with Paige where Vika walked in and got the wrong idea.

Ashton Griffone

Met at the Winter Ball he is mute and writes on a dry-erase-board to communicate. He is a ray of sunshine. Met him again at the after party for the race and was too upset to register more than a smile to let him know that I saw him.

[The1Rolling1Boy]

Name: Sebastian Ajgiel
NickName: AJ or Sebi
Age: 21
Appearance:

Height:6'3
Likes: Body art, Dancing, and Cosmetics
Dislikes: Fire
Zodiac Sign: Pisces
Special Talent: Body art and colour coordinating
Profession: Cosmetologist and their own store in town
Bio/Personality: Sebi grew up in Texas in a household where his parents took turns taking care of him so they didn't care exactly what section of the store he shopped in. His Father worked has a Technology Supervisor for the county while his mother was an accountant for a large pharmaceutical company. Therefore his closet was filled with cutesy shirts, sparkly dresses, a large amount of cargo shorts, and bootcut jeans, on the other hand, there were two sets of his school uniform, one for the winter and one for the summer, since he went to a private school for "The talented elite" from 1st to 12th grade. At that school, he was the silent kid who never did anything but draw during class while listening to student gossip and the teacher boring lectures. He made sure to pass each semester with all As' so his parents wouldn't start worrying about him. Due to his silence he never had friends and from that, he was able to develop his art skills and perfect drawing human anatomy. Through this, he was also the target for being nitpicked behind but it wouldn't bother him the slightest and he would hide himself away in the old dusty library. On the rare occasion he could here the soft hums and plinks of a piano while he practiced more on drawing with more action in them sometimes having to stop and do the pose himself.From here he was able to go to art to a get a degree in cosmetology specializing in body art and make-up. For a little the started as a commissioner for tattoo designs and as a beauty vlogger on youtube, then from here, he started to work on owning his own small brand of make-up and body paint.
Your character's favourite song:

Myself

• Your age: 15
• Q: What part of the world are you from?
  A: South Eastern USA
• Q: How many years have you been writing/roleplaying: (if you're on your first year, that's totally fine too)
  A: I've been roleplaying for 5 years but been writing for about 6 maybe 7 years
• Q: How often do you have time to post? (this is just a general, honest question, no judgment)
  A: I spottily post replies to large roleplays due to how long it takes me to type a post long enough and actually good enough to post it
• Q: Anything else you want to mention? What do you do for a living? How much do you work a week? What do you enjoy doing besides writing? Put as much as you want.
  A: I'm a Highschool student there for i'm busy with life and i'm in AFJROTC and the head of model rocketry.... i naturally type in lower case because i don't know why. i have a grammar checker on my computer and not my phone so if my grammar is bad it's because i'm on my phone or i forgot to check the red underlines. I get excited really easy for no good reason

[Lemons]

Name: Rajvi Bapodra
Age: 27
Appearance:
Height: 5'5".
Weight: 134 lbs.
Likes: Traditional Indian food, peace and quiet, video games, a job well done.
Dislikes: Stepping outside, "fake" Indian food, people who try to tell her that they know better.
Zodiac Sign: Sagittarius
Special Talent: A near-encyclopedic knowledge of computers and how they work.
Profession: Rajvi is a freelance programmer working from home.
Bio/Personality: Born and raised in Sol City, Rajvi had expectations heaped upon her from the day she first went to school. Her parents, two relatively poor Indian immigrants, wanted her to succeed, and in the pursuit of that, they pushed her. They pushed her hard. From the moment she could string together two sentences, she was expected to work. Her math studies were helping to balance her family's finances. Her studies in English were schoolwork during the summer, courses that were designed for children far older than she was. She muddled her way through it, and inevitably, the hard work made her smarter than most of her classmates. She was performing algebra and reading Shakespeare in fifth grade.

Of course, there was an impressive impact on her social life. That is to say, it was pretty much nonexistence. While she was academically smarter than most of her peers, she was immature and incredibly timid, as her interaction with others her age had been limited to school. Even then, it was much reduced, as she was placed in accelerated classes, and often with older students. Home wasn't much better; the money to send Rajvi to all the programs she attended didn't come from thin air, and there were days that she never saw her parents at all because of their incredibly rigorous work schedules. Eventually, all that education paid off. Despite her total lack of social skills, she was incredibly intelligent. She got into Solaris University on scholarships and need-based financial aid, and some years later, graduated with honors as a computer science and information technology double major.

During her time in college, she discovered what became her greatest obstacle towards graduation: video gaming. Before long, she became absolutely addicted to them. Her grades dropped, and her professors had a long talk with her that ended her video gaming habits. Once she graduated, though, there were no such wardens. She once again became embroiled in online gaming. While she'd matured and could balance them with her office job, they slowly began to take a toll on her still-awful social skills. She began to withdraw from co-workers and acquaintances, eventually quitting her job altogether and locking herself in her apartment, doing independent work over the internet for whatever clients might need a computer wizard.

That's the current state of affairs. Her social skills are atrocious: she has an intense stutter and a nervous habit of gnawing on her cuticles. She speaks very quietly--when she speaks at all--and rarely says more than a few words at a time. She's very timid, and terrified of disappointing people. When she does, or when people get upset with her for any reason, she withdraws into a terrified squeaking shell. She had borderline agoraphobia. It's worth mentioning that she is a devout Hindu, and even when on a gaming jag--during which she becomes particularly loud and foul-mouthed--she'll set aside an hour every day for worship.

Your character's favorite song: The login theme of her main in League Of Legends.

The following is not required, but we strongly encourage you to at least put a little something. In the past we have found that when players get to know each other as real people, not just as names on a screen, it helps the longevity of the game. Seriously, please get to know your fellow players.

Tell us about yourself:

*Your age: 19
*What part of the world are you from? I'm from Philadelphia, on the East Coast of the USA.
*How many years have you been writing/roleplaying: Wow, um...I've been writing for fun as long as I can remember, and role-playing for what...ten years now? I started when I was nine, if I recall properly. Started pretty atrocious, but got better.
*How often do you have time to post? (this is just a general, honest question, no judgment) Every day up till every week, depending on workload, post length, and motivation.
*Anything else you want to mention? What you do for a living? How much do you work a week? What do you enjoy doing besides writing? I am what happens when citrus collides.

[Carlyle]

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[Icepick]

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Appearance:

From looks alone Lily perfectly captured the stereotypical physical description of a petite and small built girl, almost looking as if a strong gust of wind would blow her over. Lily's jet black hair, perfectly white teeth and grey eyes clearly stood out as her strongest facial features making up for what she lacked in physical muscle tone. Keeping her hair neatly cut into a short length with almost perfect proportions it was fairly clear that Lily cared greatly about her hair or perhaps her visual appearance in general; however the lines between whether it was out of a general desire to look tidy or out of pure obsessive tendencies remained thin and questionable. Her teeth most importantly appeared perfect, white and entirely straight in nature, reflecting greatly with her line of work. Lily often appeared to wear clothing that represented the colour black as well as other neutral tones that covered a wide variety of contrast, perhaps this was intentional to contrast with her hair or just a simple personal preference. Her clothing often appeared tight fitting and small, skinny jeans being an item of choice when possible. It was clear however that Lily appeared to try a little too hard when it was really unnecessary.

Likes:

⇴ Cleanliness
⇴ Clean Teeth
⇴ Dentistry
⇴ Indie Music
⇴ Singing
⇴ Novels
⇴ Strong Liquorice
⇴ Thunder Storms
⇴ Green Tea
⇴ Vegetarian Food
⇴ Tofu
⇴ Ancient Greek History
⇴ Wind & Rain

Dislikes:

⇴ Mess & Dirt/Lack of cleanliness and organisation (Extreme OCD)
⇴ Dirty Teeth
⇴ Bad Breath
⇴ Tight Places (Claustrophobic)
⇴ Heights
⇴ Meat
⇴ Smokers
⇴ Forced To Hide Her Anxiety
⇴ Corruption & Greed
⇴ Hospitals

Zodiac Sign:

Virgo

Special Talent:

Lily appears to be a very calm and timid person, she almost never gets mad and when she does, she can calm herself down almost instantly. However her obsessive tendencies that come with her OCD can sometimes force her to loose the ability to remain calm especially if Anxiety is involved.

Profession:

Junior Dentist

Family:

⇴ Mother - Catherine Summers
⇴ Father - James Summers
⇴ Sister - Eva Summers

Relationship/Sexuality:

None/Single - Bisexual

Personality:

A quiet and reserved soul, lily would much rather observe and listen into a conversation between strangers than actually get involved herself or at-least scope out the people first to ensure that she would be compatible with them to begin with. Her way of thinking and acting around people also comes as a byproduct of her rather apparent obsessive personality that comes as a result of OCD which has slowly accumulated over the years. Lily often expresses a strong desire to stick to routine and very rarely breaks it. Other examples of her obsessive personality come in the form of experiencing intense anxiety when things are not orderly or symmetrical, counting for no reason or repeating the same words and phrases and a genuine fear of shaking peoples hands in public; as a result Lily often avoids certain situations that trigger obsessive thoughts.

Negatives aside, Lily cares greatly about people and their well-being and offers herself as a good listener to those that she cares for, she's also incredibly polite and affectionate and prides herself as a perfect time keeper and organiser while also expressing a genuine love for music and singing. Lily also holds the ability for amazing focus and a pair of steady hands when within a quiet, calm and clean environment. Anxiety is something that Lily holds deep within herself, it's a personal struggle that she hides from people and attempts to set it aside to 'fit in' and do well within her job yet it can come to light sometimes, especially to her friends.

Lily's quiet nature however is sometimes mistaken for arrogance and coldness where people begin to assume that she cares little for others due to a lack of commenting on topics or the achievements of others. Lily much rather just observe and listen that actually say something herself. Lily is very open minded and creative individual that often gets lost within her own thoughts, drifting off occasionally into her own little world, unfortunately she keeps most of these thoughts to herself.

Bio:

Perfection stood out as the cornerstone of Lily's childhood. Her parents both worked high paying jobs as doctors and lived an almost fake and 'too good to be true' lifestyle in which everything had to be a certain way in both appearance and structure. Everything had to be clean, this meant that both Lily and her sister Eva lived a very sanitary childhood in which cleaning and organisation remained as true focusing points of growing up. Life felt controlled and limited in many ways due to spending most of their time in private education, learning to live a certain way and maintaining a level of dignity and neatness. Deep down Lily started off as hating this form of lifestyle, unable to express her true self due to the oppressive and controlling nature of her family yet she conformed and continued with her families lifestyle throughout her younger years.

At the age of thirteen Lily began to express obsessive tendencies, unable to leave the bathroom until her hands were washed exactly three times with a certain routine of different hand gels and skin lotions and forming silly and bizarre habits such as counting the number of steps every time she walked down the stairwell in her home. Her parents quickly snapped out of their perfect world to realise that perhaps their controlling nature wasn't so perfect for their children after-all but the damage had already been done.

As Lily grew into adulthood she had learned to maintain and limit her desire for order through talking therapies and hobbies such as singing to distract her mind. She also resorted to listening to music whenever possible and also listening to long meditation tracks of heavy rain and distant thunderstorm, sounds that she loved greatly and used regularly to calm herself when feeling anxious. Lily at this time was studying dentistry at university due to her clear interest in cleanliness, in hopes of allowing to maintain that same level of hygiene to others. Her parents and especially her sister grew concern for this career path of choice in fear that it may worsen the symptoms of her OCD. However her time in study actually helped, the profession allowed her to focus her tendencies onto a singular point and occupation, maintaining order within her life and keeping anxiety under control.

Today Lily works as a Junior dentist and enjoys her career greatly and maintains a calmer existence now than compared to her childhood. She does however spend most of her time to herself yet meets up with her sister every two weeks, a routine that she sticks to and refuses to break. As a result the relationship between the two girls in extremely strong and Lily holds little time for other friendships, however Eva has decided to move away after becoming engaged to her boyfriend. Lily was both happy for her but distraught and scared about losing her clear and only friend, breaking her routine and forcing her to reach out into the social world to make new friends. Lily knew it was time to make a change and perhaps someone new could help her ease her obsessive personality further.

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About me!

Age: I'm 23 years old!

Where am I from?: Canada!

How many years have you been writing/roleplaying: I'd say around 11 years now, I've been role-playing on multiple formats such as forums such as this one, video games and also tabletop!

How often do you have time to post: I'm rather spontaneous, I'm mostly a 1x1 role-player which is why I have a low post count but I try to post every day or 2nd day if possible!

That's all I really want to give! x

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[CoolGoy02]

Ephraim Feldman

Name: Ephraim “F-Man” Feldman
Age: 27
Appearance:



Height: 6' 3"

Weight: 236 lbs

Likes:

• Quiet Nights
• Long Drives
• Steady Rhythms
• Slow Nights at a Bar
• Drinking with Buddies

Dislikes:

• Whiners
• Indifference
• Indecision
• Excuses
• Broken Promises

Zodiac Sign: Pisces, March 10

Special Talent: Can focus on a task without breaking concentration or indulging distractions for prolonged periods of time.

Profession: Factory Line Worker

Bio/Personality:
There are those that are privileged and those who lack, but for the vast majority stuck in between, life is just the steady passage of time.

Ephraim is the first son and eldest sibling of a traditional suburban lower-middle-class family. Grew under a working-class father exchanging his youth and health to provide a steady check. Raised by a wide-eyed mother, sacrificing her own ambitions and dreams to build a loving home for him and his 2 younger sisters. Now, his parents are getting older but still together, his sisters growing or grown, are ready to find their own path. And so must he.

All that said, Ephraim is a man of little import, his work mundane, his life lackluster, his ambitions realistic, but he is not unsatisfied or wanting. But in all, life treated him well, as well as anybody can hope, so it would only be fair to live life to the best of his abilities through all its highs and lows. To Ephraim, nothing is a given, all paths have a toll, it is up to him and him alone to decide how it should be handled.

However, to Ephraim, there is mark and merit not only in the peaks and valleys but to the plains as well. The mundane has virtue, therefore, requires excellence. The lackluster is consistent therefore demands diligence. And lofty ideals and dreams only serve to disregard everyday responsibilities. To the layman, nothing in life is set in stone, the smallest steps create waves and ripples of all sizes in future travels. Thus, humans thrive under habit and methods, with their own way to life with vices and virtues; some can overcome, some may be forgotten, some may be found, and some others mistaken.

Thus, Ephraim knows that the only agency he has in life is his own. He makes his own path, his actions and their consequences his own. There are no fates nor destinies. He does not make excuses, or bargains, for every choice has its own price and reward as well as a time to make them. But, he is human with his own share of anger, jealousy, pride, and greed. Thus he knows that others struggle through the same, but does not pretend to know how or why, but he will offer and accept help when needed. Ultimately, however, problems can only be solved by those that make them.

Ultimately, Ephraim came to this new city for a job, a job he has no intention of half-assing. He’ll learn what he can, take advice from those willing, and do his best not to disappoint. It doesn’t pay extravagantly, hours fluctuate from week to week, but its chance to live for himself. With a small studio apartment, an inkling on how to provide and take care of himself, he makes ends meet, sets a bit away for the future, but also recognizes the merit of taking a load off.

For now, he has no overarching goals, but he does find the appeal of finding someone to start a family with, but he knows that could be a long ways off. For now, he contents himself with working hard, finding comradery in his coworkers and spending his days off in their company around a table shooting shit in a room filled with the smell of booze and smoke.

Your character's favorite song:

https://youtu.be/jRHQPG1xd9o

Tell us about yourself:

*Your age: 21
*What part of the world are you from? Texas
*How many years have you been writing/roleplaying? Roleplaying for 7 years now, all through Tabletop RPGs though. Roleplaying like on this site is rather new to me, but I hope my history of writing dumb campaigns and scenarios for friends as well as creating a small company of characters (of “variable” quality) can help me out here. I usually have time on the weekend to really devote time to sit down and write, but I can pluck away at ideas in my off time on the weekday. That said I work around 60 hrs a week at a CNC Machine Shop, well into the late night, but depending on what I have to do for that week, I can usually find time to get on my phone.

[Dragonydas]

Name
Sean Leddy

Age
28

Appearance


Height
5'11''

Weight
153

Likes
Anime
Games (especially strategy)
Comics
Cosplay

Dislikes
Cheese
Boredom

Zodiac Sign
Capricorn

Special Talent
Very good imagination

Profession
Game Designer working at home

Bio/Personality
Very hardworking individual. Usually calm but can have a temper if things don't go as he plans, especially if it's someone else's fault. Loves to let his imagination run free, sometimes telling innocent lies to people that he meets. Slightly introvert, but likes to have a beer with friends from time to time, although he usually just plays games while the others speak. He is also very shy. Prefers to meet people from different countries through the internet and doesn't really know how to start a conversation with someone face to face.

From a very early age, Sean was introduced to games and gaming by his parents and family. He loved to play games, but he never felt that he was good enough to become a pro-gamer, so he decided to do the next best thing. Make games. He always had a very inventive imagination which lead to many of his teachers praising him.

When the time came for him to choose his university course, at the age of 17, Sean decided to study Computer Science, hoping that it would take him closer to his dream of becoming a Game Designer, however, he had chosen wrong, and after 4 years of failing almost all of his classes, he decided to abandon studies and try to self-learn the skills he needed. At the very least, he had learned to program.

After 2 years, Sean learned that a new course was opening at the university he previously studied before. Digital Games and Multimedia. The course he really wanted. He immediately joined and studied as hard as he could, promising himself not to repeat what he did on his previous course. There was only one course he was having troubles with. Art. Even though Sean had a really good imagination, art was not his thing. Luckily for him, he joined with one of the best artists in the course, and they stuck together till the end of the course, helping each other when needed.

3 years after, Sean finished the course with high scores, but his friend decided to move on to other things and the group separated. Sean then decided to start making his own thing. Using drawings and models that his friend had made before, he created a very simple game and placed it online for a very small price, but it got enough sales to give him the courage to start a new project.

He decided to leave his old town and start somewhere else new, so, by asking his own fathe0 for a loan, he came to Sol city, but after one year, he was making very little progress on his new project and the money he had been saving was now ending. Now was the time to get serious.

Your character's favorite song

[Mattchstick]

Kristopher Mauser

Name: Kristopher "Kriss" Mauser
Age: 23
Appearance:
Height: Just a tad under 6'1"
Weight: 180 lbs.
Likes:
- Exercise
- Naps
- Works/Kitchen Sink pizza
Dislikes:
- Smoking
- Drinking
- Smartphones
Zodiac Sign: Aries
Special Talent: Can do a backflip on hard ground and running up a wall or tree.
Profession: Paramedic for the Sol City Volunteer Rescue Squad
Bio/Personality:
23 years ago, Kristopher Alexander Mauser was born to a loving family in the heart of Germany. He lived there for four years, at which point his family emigrated to a particularly enticing city. As their only child, they had astronomical hopes for him, expecting an excellent student transferring to Solaris Universatas. They were soon disappointed. Kriss, despite his efforts, was above average at best. He did well at sports and pushed himself physically but was otherwise not particularly successful. Despite his outgoing, cheery nature, he made few friends, none of which lasted past high school.

He graduated and was promptly turned down by every university he applied to. He considered the possibility of joining the military if for the sake of having a steady income, but his father was vehemently against it, saying he would rather put Kriss through med school than see him in the armed forces. Indignant, Kriss took him up on the offer and signed up for EMT training. To everyone's surprise, he took to it naturally and learned quickly. He passed the courses and earned the unpaid rank of EMT-1 for the Sol City Volunteer Rescue Squad. Unfortunately, this only made things worse between his parents and himself, who concluded that if Kriss could learn something as intricate and complex as emergency medical treatment so quickly, he could have done better in school. To ease the relationship between his parents and himself, he moved out, opting to live in the rescue squad building, which provided free housing and amenities for EMTs willing to work overtime and weekends.

Three years have passed. Kriss is still unemployed and does not have a degree. He has been living on the college fund his parents saved since his birth for the sake of not residing at home. Fortunately, he was promoted to a paid paramedic position and has been able to sustain himself, even saving up some change to put back into his account. He watches the papers for part-time work and is keeping an eye on colleges. When he's not grabbing naps to sustain himself between calls, he's working out in the building's rather simple gym (a chin-up bar and half-filled weight rack), though he does spend time out and about, learning names and faces of Sol City residents. He learned from other older paramedics the significance of knowing the people you may need to help. Treatment invariable goes smoother when the patient already trusts you.

As far as personality goes, Kriss is a strong-willed, energetic young man who is ready for action. Driving an ambulance and performing dives in frigid water gives him a small dose of adrenaline, especially since he's saving lives in the process. However, he has seen some gruesome, sobering events, and as a result has become rather sober-minded and realistic. His optimism used to come naturally. Now he has to put effort into sustaining it. Strangely enough, he has come to despise smartphones. So many people have been injured or killed that courses on NOT texting and driving have become mandatory, and smarter phones have only made the activity easier. He wears a flip phone on a belt clip, right beside his two-way radio connected to the rescue squad dispatch center, and he only uses it for phone calls.

Your character's favorite song: Freedom is Ours, Johannes Bornlöf.

Allison Hawthorne

Name: Allison Bethany Reid-Hawthorne
Age: 19
Appearance:
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 145 lbs
Likes:
- Smiling
- Social Media
- Driving
- Upbeat music
Dislikes:
- Alcohol
- Pessimists
Zodiac Sign: Gemini
Special Talent: She can type very quickly both on a keyboard and smartphone. It makes writing essays and text messages a snap.
Profession: Student living at home. Works for the SCVRS.
Bio/Personality:
The first three years of Allison's life were with her natural parents, Ellie and Derrick Reid, who were still in college when they met. They married in their prime, both looking forward to an easy, happy life together. Unfortunately, fate was not so kind. Carefree at first, Ellie gave up the wilder side of college life of partying, choosing to instead drop out and focus on working to take care of her new family. Derrick didn't let go so easily. As a result, the lifestyle didn't let go of him either. After graduating and moving into a small one-bedroom apartment with his wife, he and his is "buddies" started meeting at bars instead of on campus. When he found out his wife was expecting a child, Derrick tried to quit. After a few attempts, he gave up trying and let alcoholism embrace him. A young Allison rarely saw her father sober.

When she was four, he thought it would be funny to let her take a shot of whisky with him. She threw up most of it and was in the hospital for several days afterwards. Ellie drew the line there and told Derrick that either he went to AA and stayed there until he was clean or she was gone. Derrick, who was hammered at the time, threw a half-empty bottle at her head. It left a scar on her forehead that she still has to this day. Ellie filed charges and won, denying Derrick of full custody and moving out.

Starved for cash, Ellie moved into a small house with a close relative, who let them stay there on the condition that Ellie go back to college and finish her education. She accepted and re-enrolled, completing her Bachelor of Science degree in business while Allison stayed home. While in college, Ellie found herself spending time with Erick Hawthorne, the TA for one of the classes she was having more trouble with than she expected. They grew surprisingly close and ended up dating and marrying several years later. Allison was hesitant to accept having a new father but Erick was a patient, compassionate man. He never tried to force himself into her life and let Allison adjust to his presence at her own pace. She formed a strong bond with him and gladly volunteered to be the flower girl at their wedding. Allison keeps a picture of the three of them on a hiking trip in her wallet at all times.

Erick was a hard worker who believed that people should earn what they have instead of expecting it to be handed out and he actively encouraged Allison to do well in school and pursue higher education. She complied, maintaining an A average in middle and high school. Three weeks before graduation, Erick and Ellie finally decided to move to an actual home (more of a large apartment, really) in Sol City. Allison was sorry to say goodbye to the friends she had made, but promised to stay in touch.

Currently Allison is living at home. She is working on enrolling in a college, though she really doesn't know what she likes yet and is leaning towards general studies. Her flippancy about it has caused a small amount of friction between her and her father, who wants her to study medicine and guarantee a good career. She had offered to join a rescue squad and, by the time they moved, had completed all the basic training to become an EMT Class 1. Her parents have suggested continuing down that path for the time being, though they encourage her to look around the new city and see what else interests her.

As far as personality goes, Allison is a cheerful, optimistic young lady who strives to look past the bad and hope for the best. Her outgoing nature and restraint from violence make her a good negotiator. Her Irish lineage lends her a fiery temper that she rarely loses, though she becomes embarrassed easily and her face often turns bright red as a direct result of either. Her stepfather's drive to work hard and achieve your goals has impacted her life, though it has been slowed down a bit by social media and technology. Even she would admit that she spends too much time on her phone. When it comes to a crisis, though, she is level-headed and professional, and as a result has been a valuable member to rescue squad calls.

Your character's favorite song: Jackpot - TheFatRat.

SCVRS Boat: Naiad 10.2m Rescue Vessel. Simplified description.

Tell us about yourself:

*Your age: 25, coming up on 26.
*What part of the world are you from? East Coast, 'murica.
*How many years have you been writing/roleplaying: I was on here a year or two ago for a year or so, plus the RP and RPG I ran on a flash game community forum. So, total, three years. But I've been writing since like third grade. Mostly lame poetry with a sprinkle of amusing short stories.
*How often do you have time to post? Seeing as I am currently unemployed, I should be able to post daily.
*Anything else you want to mention? What you do for a living? How much do you work a week? What do you enjoy doing besides writing? Put as much as you want. I have had a specific form of epilepsy called complex partial seizures for more than half of my life. It's caused by a tiny part of my brain misfiring. I take 11 pills a day to control it and have to visit a neurologist twice a year, along with blood work and brain scans. But who cares? I get to wear a cool metal bracelet and there's a whole day set aside for epilepsy awareness (March 26, "Purple Day") so it balances out. I keep hoping that I encounter someone else going through something like epilepsy that needs encouragement so I can encourage them, since it doesn't bother me anymore.

[baraquiel]

~

[Ashevelendar]

Alexis Washington

CS Sheet


Name: Alexis Washington

Age: 26

Appearance

Height: 1,92 m

Weight: 67 kg

Likes: Running, Army songs, Guns, Smoking, Card games, meditation, karaoke

Dislikes: Useless violence, Staying in one place for too long, arogant people, gambling, talking about the past

Zodiac Sign: Virgo

Special Talent: Krav Maga Black Belt

Profession: Ex-Mercenary, Self-defence trainer

Bio/Personality: Alexis Washington was born in a poor family. The daughter of a unemployed mother and an abusive drunk father. Ever since she could walk her father would send her to him booze from a "work" friend he had.

Alexis's mother tried to protect her when Joe(the father) would have a drunken fit but it made things only worse for both of them. A few days before turning 16, Joe came more drunk than usually and started beating Alexis's mother, when Alexis came home she tried to stop him, that only made him even more mad and at the end of the night...Alexis had a broken rib and a swolen shut eye.

Too afraid of what he will do if they would call the police, Alexis ran away from home, leaving her mother alone with Joe. In Alexis's eyes, her mother was as responsible as her father for her injuries.

Eventually, Alexis faked her age and joined the army. After 2 years in the army, she decided to go home. Alexis went full of hope, hoping to save her mother from a drunk husband. The past two years were tought for her but the army training made her ready to deal with Joe, if it was needed.

As soon as she entered her old house, she knew something was wrong. No one was home, her mother would always be there. She waited for Joe to come home from his job and when he came home, he was drunk.
After a screaming session between them, Joe told Alexis what happened to her mother. She commited suicide shortly after she left.
Alexis left the house in anger but not after breaking Joe's ribs.

She continued her service in the military until the age of 24, when she left the rigid rules of the army. A few months later found her going back into the fight as a mercenary. That too ended, two years later. Her unit was caught in an ambush and everyone was killed. Alexis was left for dead and that is the reason she is alive today.

She took a plane shortly after that and left her old life behind, planning to start a new one. In Sol.
Your character's favorite song: (We just think this would be interesting)

Christina Aquilera - Figher

Tell us about yourself:

*Your age: 23
*What part of the world are you from? Europe, Romania
*How many years have you been writing/roleplaying: (if you're on your first year, that's totally fine too) Been writing since I was 7, then went to Starcraft 2 roleplaying for almost 3 years, then here on the Guild on and off for 2 years.
*How often do you have time to post? (this is just a general, honest question, no judgment) Usually everyday. Stuff might happen when I cannot write for a day or two tho'
*Anything else you want to mention? What you do for a living? How much do you work a week? What do you enjoy doing besides writing? Put as much as you want.
I am working at a Service desk for the Linde/BOC corporation. I talk with people from all over the world and solve their IT issues.

"These are the things that make a good story great and good writers even greater."

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Name: Ana Elizabeth Harlow
Age: 28

Appearance:

My Hider

Height: 5'10"

Weight: 150lbs

Likes:

• Fencing
• Swimming
• Camping
• Big Band and Swing
• Historical reenactment
• Quiet days and peaceful nights

Dislikes:

• Sporting events (Tolerated for Paige and Milo)
• Most modern music
• unnecessary shouting
• fighting for the sake of fighting

Zodiac Sign: Leo

Special Talent: She is a Skilled Fencer, as well as a Skilled Seamstress.

Profession: She currently works at a high end fabric and clothing store, mostly to fund her hobby of making clothes for an online store, she tends to make costumes for reenactments and festivals as well as modern fashion and Doll outfits.

Bio/Personality: Ana grew up in Delta city alongside her best friend Paige, her family were kind and loving, they doted on their daughter and gave her the world, they however were not the richest family around and so her mother made sure that her daughter knew the basics of sewing and cooking, that way she could always take care of herself, however when she decided to learn to fence as a child, they were of course apprehensive at first but ultimately relented. Ana became quite skilled in swordplay and became the State champion in high school. Ana of course continued and became involved in a lot of recreation activities, medieval, civil war, whatever was around, she made the costumes, and fought the fights, and in a tournament in Northern Florida, she competed in the fencing matches, and met a man in the Longsword division, Milo, the two hit it off and soon were inseparable, they traveled the states and competed in tournaments and participated in reenactments, and generally had fun, at least until a drunk driver ran over her boyfriend, Milo was seriously injured, and it left him in a terrible place, Ana did all she could to help him, she wanted him to lean on her but he was so depressed that he couldn't even look at her in the eye let alone ask for help. Ana tried her best until Milo started to go from sadness to anger, he would shout and yell at everyone, he would lock himself away in his room and break anything around him, the last straw for her however was Milo had an outburst and tore up most of their apartment at the time including many of her own sentimental possessions, he wasn't the man he used to be, she knew that it wasn't right, that the person she knew was still there, however she could be there like that, so she took the advice of her best friend Paige and left, She hoped that the shock might snap him out of it, but she let him go too long and eventually both Paige and Milo were gone, Paige to Sol and Milo to the wind, not even his Family knew. She was the heartbroken one now, the man she loved was gone and so was her best friend, maybe she should move to Sol.

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