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badass Tander! Can't wait to bring her in!
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Name: Shohreh “Sherry” (or Shirley) Attar

Appearance:
Stands at five foot five inches with a curvy build.


Age: 21

Status and Job: Journalist, volunteers to read to children at the library (on her rare days off)

Skills:
-Information Gathering
-Self-defence skill
-Sneaky sneaks
-Photography
-Speech craft
-Lock picking
-Multilingual
-Networking
-Blackmail

Talents:
-Storytelling

Strengths:
Loves a Good Story - Can be ruthless, in the pursuit of truth and knowledge…and very, very tricky, spinning the yarn of falsehood around the necks of the gullible. She loves learning the tale, and making it better, or at least what Regina’s equivalent of better is (case by case basis).
“Look, it’s not good story telling to just go and turn a beast into a man. Good story telling is like…romanticizing the world’s most hated character! Or, the most forgettable one! When you can do that, well, you know you have them (the readers) eating out of the palms of your hand...just beware; lead too far and too long, and it’s inevitable that you’ll be far past run out of bullshit to feed the masses.”

Weaknesses:
Loves a Good Story – if you catch her ear, convince her that you’d got just the thing she wants to hear…she will be willing to trade information, and lets her guard down, leaving herself open to tricks, traps, or outright lies.

Relationships:
Regina Mills – “A wicked, bossy, rather cunty woman…and yet, somehow, I wouldn’t have it any other way. Far past just obeying authority, the woman has my eyes and ears, and I’m more than compelled to follow her. I’d like to think that the compulsion stems from that ‘old soul’ feeling people have mentioned here or there, the woman has more stories to tell than just the lead up to her role as mayor. But…as far as I can see, she is a strong woman who cares for the whole of the town, even above the individual citizen. I think I wouldn’t mind babysitting her way-way-distant future children…if Regina was a little less cunty.”
Jane Doe – “I don’t know where the mayor picked her up, but no one has come forward to this day with any idea of who she may have been, prior to her amnesia…besides that Carlyle fellow.”
Mr Gold – “A man with a hand in every business, not unlike my nose stuck in places where it doesn’t belong…he pedals what people want, what people didn’t know they wanted, and what he can make them want. Need…nobody needs something from a man who asks too much in return. I...don’t recall his first name; I may need to consult with my sources.”
Robert Leland – “The mayor has his ear, and he dances on the strings she pulls…a string looped several times around her little finger, and finally continues down the front of her shirt. Loyal to her, blindly, even…it’s not love, as far as my understanding goes, but he seems to want to play knight to her as best he can.”
Henry Carlyle – “The newcomer in town, a stranger to all. As far as anyone can tell, he seems friendly enough…maybe too friendly. He’s mentioned that a lot of towns people remind him of people he has known in the past, and quite possibly might know that Jane Doe…but nothing is certain.”
Ruby – “The town crotch, always ready for a go. Choice of apparel is questionable, but handy for attracting her interests. A list cannot even be compiled of the men she hasn’t slept with, too few. It isn’t a secret that she’s doesn’t have the most secure relationship with her grandmother.”
Granny – “The old woman runs the town’s only inn. She doesn’t impose on her granddaughter’s many affairs, and for that, I wonder if there is a measure of respect for privacy or just general lack of caring between them?”
Mystery Woman – “Not much can be said about a mystery, except that she’s waiting to be solved…well, she has been in town for a while. There have been mentions, rumours here out there of the woman being spotted around town, and a few acts of violence here or there were soon to follow.”

Brief Bio:
As a journalist, it’s her job to gather information and discover the truth, then write up and report on what is allowed (or not) to be disclosed to the public…as well, she work to gather and present information to Regina, where applicable. Kind of like an investigator, except the cunty woman isn’t paying her for her (extra) time used. C’est la vie, what you gonna do? Regina is mayor. In her spare time, she likes to drink tea and reread (___) for the nth time, go shopping for new perfumes. Above history, she loves poetry and interesting quotes, and telling others long stories she’s heard or read, time and time again…
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Did I quit this? I can't even remember anymore.

I just remembered I hadn't posted here on a while.
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Uhm - Silver, I think you were cut due to inactivity...
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That makes sense. That's good. I don't know what the hell Goldilocks would even be doing by now.
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Story's definitely picked up a bit :P Thanks for your previous service, mate!
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Your...welcome (?)

I still have a rotten feeling for some reason, like I'm supposed to pick up where I left off.
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Yeah Silver, you were cut. Sorry mate.
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Midnight Gigolo: Knox X Everyone
Mark turned to glare at the security guard, ""What are you doing?" Knox shook his head, and returned the look with a cold one of his own, "I believe you know, why should I have to spend time explain--!" "Uhhmmm...dad, why are you and Mr Kowalski naked...?" "Oh gods, Mason, go back to your room!"
Knox pushed the shorter man to the wall, glaring him in the eye angrily, "You're disgusting, kissing comatose Jane Doe like that..." The security guard cursed under his breath, while Henry finally interjected, "I was kissing her, but I was thinking of you!" Just as he said that, Ruby walked in with the biggest 'what the actual fuck' expression on her face.
"My granddaughter isn't in at this time, you know." The older woman had a curious look in her eye, watching the tall security guard drink his glass of cold water at the counter seat before her. Quirking an eyebrow up, Knox got out of his seat and leaned over the surface with a curious look of his own, "Yes, I know." Catching the grandmother's chin in his hand, he pulled forward to plant a gentle kiss onto her lips.
Mr Gold ran a hand through his hair, before looking over at Knox with a bitter smile, "Heh, and what can I offer to the man who has everything?" The security guard frowned, and shook his head, before stepping up to the man face to face, "I don't have everything, but this will be enough..." Leaning down, the older man had anticipated the action, and their lips met...
Knox nodded over at Faye, giving her his best smile, "I can really respect you for this decision." He was surprised when his comment was met with a frown from the doctor, "All this talk of respect and understanding...here, there, everywhere!" "...?" Tearfully, doctor Faye Stevenson cried up at him, "Knox! Knox, all I want is your love (and babies)!"
To be continued...?
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Name: Lilibeth Kalbfleisch

Nicknames:
Tumblin’ Jill - Earlier career as acrobatic grenadier and dual wielder
Puss in Boots - After stealing the legendary ogre-made Seven League Boots and killing a series of them during the ogre wars

Appearance:
Body is covered in a shocking amount of cut and burn scars, from torture to war efforts…with these scars like the numerous stripes of a cat, and the magical knee high boots she later comes to possess, she gained the nickname of ‘Puss in Boots’. “The worst of the scars are visible when the last of her clothing comes off.” She stands at five foot ten inches high, and her hair has been comfortably short.
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Age: 25

Affiliation: Chaotic Neutral

Magic Capabilities:
Besides putting the Seven League Boots to use, she wears an amulet to ward off unwanted magic-juju…it doesn't actually work (she don't know it), but she feels vaguely safer with it on her person.

Weapons:
(Since losing the index, middle, and ring fingers of one hand in a skirmish, she has become limited as a Grenadier and dual wielder…she currently leans on using the Seven League Boots for most occasions.)

Grenades – carrying several small flasks, they range from explosive liquids to acids, instant freeze to hard to extinguish fire, poison…most are stored especially, and are mixed in the midst of battle in the form of acrobatics and juggling, for special and high effectiveness.

Dual Wield – a variety of blades…or whatever makeshift weapon she can find.

Seven League Boots – ever been kicked by boots that can travel seven leagues in an instant? After gaining then from a slain ogre, she became a near unstoppable force to avoid. The knowledge of usage comes to the wearer magically, and disappears once they remove it. A certain intelligent shapeshifting ogre, ‘Marquis de Carabas’, tricked her into using the boot’s second function just when he was about to be curb stomped…the second function being time and space travel, with thrice clicking of the heels.

Strengths:
-Acrobatics and flexibility
-Speed and dexterity
-Unbelievably lucky, to be surviving up to this point
-Childishly hung up on some dude’s death…? Death wish?

Weaknesses:
After living her childhood as a food-poison tester for nobility, spending much time making her own grenades later on (and having a god awful habit of dibbing and tasting the ingredients to identify the unlabelled substances)…her health isn't great, and though it wasn't evident at the start of all this grenadier business, she has begun to suffer from a number of illnesses. Her ability to speak has been stunted by not only a personal enemy of hers cutting part of her tongue out, but also by being minorly addled by toxins and poisons in her lifetime, causing her to have such speech impediments before the mutilation.

She’s none too smart, after inhaling chemicals and toxins to hell, but she has strong instincts…that also lead her to troubling situations. The thing is, she isn't fearless…far from it. But when she sees something that scares her, she goes against nature and runs straight into the flames. Despite her use to the special boots, she is freaked out by magic of this and that sorts, after a friend turned into a dog after struggling with a lifelong curse.

Relationships:
Jack – a constant friend of hers in her youth, to whom she had the biggest crush on…till his untimely demise, being pushed by a local boy and then hitting his head on a rock. After such a mundane death, she began to obsess about dying gloriously…for him. Over time, she admits she’s very much over the death of her friend…but the idea of dying gloriously, recklessly, it still hasn't left her mind.

Jack Be Nimble – her long time mentor in acrobatics, part of a performing troupe, whom she met after running away from home and her responsibility. They had a bit of a thing going, before he succumbed to a curse…he tried to escape it by revealing his real name (John Nathaniel, not even Jack!), but much too late. In a week, he had turned into a little dog.

Unknown Child – most assumed she straight up murdered it, since it was born quite weak, apparently.

Rumpelstiltskin – from what she remembers, a new recruit just before she…

Brief Bio:
In her early childhood-preteens, as the youngest of twelve daughters, there would be little to nothing left for her. In fact, she was sent to work in a noble's household as a food tester, reacting badly to this and that poisoned foods...learning to trace certain others by taste. It wasn't expected for her to do much else in the future. If her body became to poisonous for effective food testing, for even childbearing, she would be brought to work in a brothel instead. Still, there was shelter, and the food was delicious (despite the poisoning).

It was at this time that she met her childhood sweetheart, a boy named Jack. As a mere servant boy, his job was to fetch food stuffs, and pails of water from the nearest well. They spent much of their early years together, when they had time, just chilling and not worrying about the future...he affectionately called her "Stumblin' Lil", though her clumsiness had more to do with the poisons weakened her body here and there, but she was happy. Of course, happiness doesn't last for the peasants. During a trip to fetch water, Jack bumped into the son of a merchant. After much apologising, and then a bout of pushing, Jack was shoved too hard and died hitting his head on a small rock.

She discovered his death when she entered into the servant's quarter's, seeing the boy's body on the table as the household said their prayers to the boy who had passed. Despite the morbid scene, she couldn't help but noticed the dirty brown paper covering his face, since the servants were too poor to spare good cloth. Lilibeth laughed, laughing even harder when she learned how he died...got her first scars on her back from the whipping she received.

After living her usual way, up to her teens...she catches the glimpse of a performing troupe, and without a word to family and her household, runs away to join them. In their several years of travelling, she learned much about acrobatics, and defending herself with dual blades...had an on and off relationship with the second Jack in her life, Jack Be Nimble, her acrobatics mentor. When she thought she was ready, she left them too in order to work as a mercenary, paying the money out of her pocket to get proper tutelage as a grenadier. Maybe it was being a woman, that spared her many a possible death scenarios.

Though "Tumblin' Jill" wears her scars as badges of honor, most of them were from past failures, time and time again. Burning herself, then burning herself with acids...being caught, strung up, and tortured time and time again by those who were better than her. Still, she never hesitated, never stopped...she got better, learned from mistake, from error, still held her head up high when she met back with her mentor. Her second Jack disappeared before her very eyes, becoming "John Nathaniel", a man cursed...having to tell seven major truths, or else be doomed to turn into a dog. The intentional false name was to be one of his major truths, but after returning from a high pay job, it was quite evident by the little hopping and backflipping dog that it wasn't enough.

It can't be said that Jill was never a mother...but with less than nine months, and a trip to a lake, not many ask about the child that should have been. Few speculate that she miscarried, but she went out and actually said that she drowned the weak child, since her body poisoned it all too much for it to have survived for more than a few days anyhow.

It could be said that for a moment of her life, she was almost on her last legs as "Tumblin' Jill", a barely memorable mercenary. Having been paid to confront a nasty bit of bandits, she was strung up for the nth time...her tongue half cut out, and losing several fingers during her difficult escape. Leaving, and recovering...she stumbled upon quite a dreadful scene. One of the early ogre wars, bloodied battlefield of human corpses and not too many ogre. Trying to take the short way around from all this, she yet again stumbled into something unexpected...a den with a makeshift cave den, along with a sleeping ogre. With full intention to sneak past, Jill felt compelled to enter and least take a look around for the usual loot.

The boots, worn by the sleeping ogre, would be the Seven League Boots...after some difficulty, nabbing them and putting them on, and instantly gaining magical knowledge of their primary function...her career as the ogre slaying Puss in Boots was history. Luck has never been so strong in a person so dumb, but after killing a few ogres, she signed on to fight along with the troops of the ogre wars. Generally becoming a key figure in the few years she fought, for being able to pretty much one-hit the ogres...once she was tricked into using the unknown second function, by a desperate shapeshifting ogre...they pushed their soldier to fight/train perform harder once she disappeared.

Where did she disappear to? Current Enchanted Forest...happy to find that the name of Puss in Boots is famous, but still rather horrified that her actual name never became famous like she'd like. What's worse, it's quite evident that she was previously a big fish in a small pond, unlike now--small fish in a big pond. Where she was previously a hard worker to hone her skills, everyone and their grandmother now knows how to fight...probably a sign of the times? Magic is everywhere among people, and the mention of it is the second word on people's lips.
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So how might one join this? Without being very well versed in the lore and such.
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Accidental dubsky.
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Submit a CS of a non-claimed/called for character, and hope for the best? The GM and/or Co-GM will give you pointers, reading the IC would help...if you can't bare to read the IC, the Day summaries on the OP would be your best friend.
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Ignore the tripsky.
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So I just typed up a huuuuuge app and lost it. This is how people go insane.
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It's fine, just get it sorted out and edit it into one of your many posts.
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