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Weirdness Magnetism ~ Gravity Falls RP

If you've ever taken a road trip through the pacific northwest, you've probably seen a bumper sticker for a place called Gravity Falls. It's not on any maps, and most people have never heard of it. Some people think it's a myth. But if you're curious, don't wait.

!̴̗̪̞͎̞̫͔̪̖̞̉͐n̷̡̧̻̘͖̭̠̰̎̓̀ɿ̶͍͙͂̄̅̀͗̒͌̈́υ̵̢̧̥̥̇̈́̾̀̈́Ɉ̶̱͆̑̾͌̍͂̑̋͆͐́́͝ɘ̷̡̡̛̝̬͙͎̰͉̞̗̬͍͎̙͛̂̂͌̈́̏̒̾̓͌͆̒͝ɿ̶̩̺̏̂ ̷̱̬̹͉̘̜̭̱̳̠̈̃̈̍͂̎̒́̚γ̴̛̦̍̏́͌͌̅̎̀̆́͌̏ɒ̴̨̧̩̺̻̘͓͈̮͉̱̣͎͎̝̆͊̊͊̓̽̔̀̄͊͗̒̕͘͝m̸̛̺̪͔̼̊́̈́̽͜ ̷̧̡̮̻̥̲͖̱̝̱̈́̚͠ͅÎ̵̢̨̢̱͔̲̻̤̘̱̊̄̂͒͌̾͗̒͌͐̊ ̸̨̢̢̱͓̺̟̞̦̮̽̐̐͗́͑̋̓͜Ɉ̴̄͒͛̓̏̈́̍͗́̌͆͝ͅɒ̷͍̗̩͚̞̣͗̒̓̃͌̓̃͋͘͘͠ʜ̵̢̧͔͓̦̭̭͙͔̙̤̜̻͚̗̽́̀Ɉ̵̜͖͍͈͊̏̌͗̈́̓͠ ̷̛̫͓̖̭̉̈́͗͋̄́̀ɿ̶̨̢̛̳̰̫̬͈̠͙͎̜͎̯̳̆̿͒͠ɘ̴̨̡͙̹̞̠̝̲͚͎̼̖̮͙̿w̵̧̠̪̱͕̄̏̽̐͋̾̂͊̓̈̉͠͝ǫ̵̢̛͕͙̭͕̩̮͈̦̟̗͍͊̏̆͜q̴͉̗̜̬͑̍̾̈́̅͆̓̀͝ ̴̡̨̺͇̹̫̖̮͔̖̙̬̿͜ͅɈ̶̛̼͚̮̪͚͇ͅn̶̨̥̜̥͈̯̦͈͕̟̺͕͇̔̇̂̔̀̓̄̈́̿͋͝ɘ̸̗͖̦̮̼̈́̐̑̒͊̌̓̂̏̆͆̚i̷̹̐̽́͂̑̚ɔ̵̛̰̇͌̍ṋ̷̀͂̎̈́͒̆̂ɒ̶̹̪̯̬̠̖̞̘̮̫̼͍̯̳́̈ ̸͕̝̝̀̽͛͑͋̄̓͊̾̃̚͘͜͝ɘ̶̡̗̮͌̔͐͛̀̒̌͘͘̕ʜ̶̡̡̢̛̗͔̰̘͈͑͒̈̋̊́̄̏̔́͋̍͝͝Ɉ̵̱̹͚̦̩͚̂̎̽̈́̋͘ ̷̡͖̹̖̤̝̤̗̼̣̙͕̺̄͜ɘ̶̛͇̼̯̦̱̹͔͙̟̹̒̋̿̈͗̆̐̐̅̅̂́̕ʞ̵̝͚̪̝̭̗̀̈́͜o̵͖̹̳̯̓̐̒̾͋̓̀̋͗͘͠͝v̵̆͐͘͜ṇ̶̗͕͖̟̲̘̥̓͑̂̈̂̇̇̌̀͊̄̌̒͐͑į̶̧̛̛̮̦̹̂̀̓́͂͑͝ ̵͖͈͎̼̘̰͓͔̳͖̘͊̌İ̵͓̈́̚ ̴̰̘̝͎͇̩̙̋̿͋!̶̛̩̹̪͓̹͇͙͙̣͗̈́͌̈́͑̃̐̈́̉̎̅͝ͅn̸̮̼̠̤̖̂͆̆ɿ̸̮̗̂̈́̌̏̋͂̄̊̔͘͝υ̴̛̥͖̹͕̘̰̪͛̇̓͐̒́̎̏̔̔̿̕̕͠d̴̡͔̘͖̯̣̳̒͊̔͋̿̔ ̴̪̺̝̦͈͔̰̝͚͇̗̅̎̈́̓̓̍͝o̴̧̱̗̪̻̫̖̱̤̩͆͌̿̊̅̎̌̽̈́͠Ɉ̶̯̣͖͎̉͌͐́̓͑̈́̊͠ ̸̪͖͓̰̦͚̘̦͔̤͚͍̜̔͐̂ͅͅɘ̵̨̤̰̰̺͔̓̾̓͑ͅm̵̰̙͔̮̗̫͉̅͝͝o̵̜͈͎͔͐̎̋̈́͆̅̔̿̌͘͜͝ɔ̷̩͕͓͔̳̺̀̑́̕ ̴̛͕̠̗͚̣̤̳̮̘͖͉̩͂͌̄͒͂̉̋͐̿͌͘͜͝ƨ̶̢̥͎̠̣͉̻̬̦̗̄̐̈́͠ɒ̴̯͇͎̖͚̱́̋ʜ̵̨̙̦͚̤̯̩͈̮̜͕͂̌ ̸̨̧̜͓̝̝͚̯͕̬̟̻̀̈́͌́̕͜͝ɘ̷͕͚̲͙̞͖̘̿͊̄̎̔̌̉̈́̓͛͜͠m̸̨̘̜̭͍͇̟̱̬͓̥̋͂͛͑͠i̴̢̧̲̱̭̯̣̳̘̰̤̪͌͐̍͐͜͠ͅɈ̵̹̻̝̫͉̲̦͉̙̠̻̺͓̋̽̇̂͜ ̶̛̥̣͓͚̂͒̅̎͑́̒͘͘γ̸̢̛̳̮̖͇̖͔͎́͐̇̕m̵̧̖̞͔̪̣͖͍͖̗͓̞̯̂̔͆̔̍͑̀̒̀̿̿̌͋̚ ̸̢̘̙͋̏̐̓̎̀̌̆̍͊̃̕͘͝,̸̻͉̈́̑̐́͆͂͒̃⅃̷͎̭̮̯̣̞͐̒́͑̊̂̌̈́͘͝T̵̘̰̭̈́̀̀̈́̆͑̍͌̃͗̄̐̕̕Ǫ̵̱̥̦̖̩͕̂̏̀̆̊̈́͛̾̌́̈́̓͠͠ͅ⅃̵̧͖̞̭̲̲̯̬͕̖̞̲͖͍̋̑̅̽͆ͅO̶̭̠̫͎̜̙͌̊́͗X̴̛̝͖̝͓͙͂̎̊̓̀̓̚A̴̢̟͚̠̭̩̘̗̣͓͖͓̬͐̽̈́̆̈́͝

Take a trip.

Find it.

.̶̧͈̻͙̞͖̪̆̏̈́̏̂̅͗̔̊̃̾̐͘ɘ̶̧̧̼͎̗͉̗͎͈͔͍͋̔̇͊̓̈̈̆̄̀̐͌͐͒ͅγ̵͔̖͓̯͔̟͓̖̃̋͐̀̓̾̽̎̎̽̽ͅɘ̷̛̣̟̩̤̦̊̕͝ ̵̢̢̘̘̙͍̻͇͋͆̇ɘ̵̡̧̰̝͇̭̠̬̕ͅñ̴̦͈̜̻͂̾͂̏̔͠ͅo̷̢͓͈̦̱̻̘̻͖̬̥͙̖̟̊͌̎̿̆́͆͋͐͘͝ͅ ̴̛̪̆͋͋͒̑̎̀͒̃͘͝Ɉ̵̨̱͓̪̥̠̦̬͇͇͍́̄͝ƨ̶̱͇͙̝̥̇̅̇̏͒̐̏̉̇͌̚̕͝͝υ̷͖̭̮̗̖̞̫̣͒͊̆͆́́͘ͅį̷͙͉̪̭̂͋̂͗̕͘͠ ̶̡̱̝͎͍̪̰̙̳̹̗̩̙̃̽̀̆̈́̑́̂́́̔͜ʜ̵̨̹̗̗͕͔̹̦͇̅̆̄̑̈́́́̅͑͜͝Ɉ̸̳̥̼̹̮͇̲̪̣̫̻̜̀͒̓́̑̔́͜͜͝͝ͅį̴͚̺̝̣̼͚̟̻̥͕͕͉̹̳̐̅̂w̵̪̮͉͔̲̭͓͊̍̎̆͌̎͘ ̸̞̩͕̎̄̒̒̋̂̚͝Ɉ̸̡̞̙͍̦̮̮̞͒ƨ̴̫̥̮̖̱̟̞̼̯͎̠̜̗̂̽̐̏͋̎̈̅͗̀͜ͅɒ̷̰̬̩̟̣̘̠̝͍͎͚̲͇͇̺̐̾̐̈̊̔̍̇͂͌͘͝ɘ̴̡̨̹̤͖͍̯͓̥̫͍̽͂̊́͆́̾͑͘̕̚͜͠ͅd̸̨̢̧̯̫̟̗̲͉̥̲͕̲̎͆̆̍̐́̀͐̈̍̿͑̿̏͜͝ ̶̤̥̳͍̥̯̖͈̰̀̎̌ɘ̵̧͕͈̬͙̙͖͈̖̫̫̘̻͚̏͊̀̀͂̽̎̐́̿͑̚̕͜͝͝ʜ̴̡̬̣̣̻̥̝͔̝̂̄̽̆͑͋̓̅̋̎̃͌̓̂͘Ɉ̸̼̣̰͚̂̈͑͑ ̸͎̘̙̯̹͍̫͈̰̈̓̏̑̽̽͂̅͛̄̍̿̀͘ɿ̵̹̱̥̺̈́͝ɒ̴̛͈̞͂̃̿ɘ̵̧̀̂͝ʇ̵̨͖̠̤͔̰̮̻̻̞̭͙̕͝ͅͅ,̶̛̲͔̲̋̇̊̃̿̒̓̃̐̚͠͠γ̵̢̛̝̹̭̱̽ʞ̷̧͍̰́̊̄̽͒̐͝ƨ̷͍̦͍͚͉̎̋̅͐͑̒̈́̎̈́̂́̈́͘̕ ̵̛̟̜́̈́̂͒̔̈́͐̏͋̀̊̿̇͝ƨ̷̢̫̘͓̦̪̖̗̦̮̖̥̼̅͊̅́̍̾̚͠͝ɘ̴̨̨̙̤͉͔̞̥͍́̃̇̿͠m̴̨̛͙̫͙͇̟͚̥͈̈́̌̇ŏ̵̡̺͖͇̮̩̥̆̔̽͊̃͛͆͆̆͜ɔ̶̛͈̹̟͂ɘ̷̡̢͖͔͔͇̠̮͖̙̹̱̻̖̄͂̈́̂̂̎̿̈̉̄ͅḑ̸̨̩̤̤̐̓̽͂̊̔̋̍̄̆ͅ ̶̡̙̱͇̉͆̿̔̀̑̄̋̈́̈́̕͝ʜ̴̢̡͎͕̠̼̦͔̙͕̺̹̠̘̉̒͌̿̓͑̈́̒͌ͅɈ̶̨̱͓͈͈̳͓̣̅͐͑̊̾̓͐͗͊̂̓͛̕͝ɿ̷͙̳̞̮͕͋̆̈́͋͌͜ɒ̵̫͓̘̝̼̮͒͊̍̎̔̂̓ɘ̸̢̨̗̮̙̘̭̠̯̻̦͖̫̓̉̍̌̈́̂͑̅̐̚̚ͅͅ ̷̛͎̬͊̿̒̒̿b̵̧̬̣̯̩̣͑͛̅͊͛n̷̗̈̆̉̏͛͗̐̕ɒ̷̘͎͍͍̭͔̦͈͓͙͎͎̽̈́̓ ̷̧̨̛̼̻̖͇̼̺͚̱̿̽̒͐̆̏͆ƨ̵̠̪͚̪̹͙̟̻̤̰̔̓̿͊̓͗͗͗ͅļ̶̢̥͚̥̘͎̪̖̝̯͔̯̭͛͑̈́̈́ĺ̴̨̝̹͔͉̑̈́͑̍́͐̆́͗̚̚͘͠ɒ̵̰̗͔̫͙̗̺̈́̈́̂͋̚͜ʇ̸̧̛̯͖̮͙̟͈̻̫̅̒͊͗̔́͜͜ ̴̯̣̦̻͒͑̔͒γ̷̛͍̤̩͉̣̮̦̦̫̬̋̒̿̇̈́̓̐͋͝Ɉ̶͈͎̠̲̽͑̓͐̇̊͑̂̀͑̓͛͘̕į̵͉͖͔̬̮̻͈̮͓͖̪̦̐͆̈́͒̾̎̄̂v̴̨̯̱̳̳̣̦̻͍̣̙̀͒̀̏͐̕͘͜ɒ̴̨̪̜̼̮̻̲̖͈͓̤̤̮͋̊͒͋͛̈́̂̈́͒͐͊̏͝͠ɿ̴̡̭͔̦͐̍ϱ̶̡̛͇̮̘̈́͂̕ ̶̡̥̹̭̪͚͓̙̯͚̺̟̽͋̿̓̅͋̈̀̋̃̇͘ͅn̶͔͖̔̔́͊́͝ɘ̵̡̢͔͇̥̗̱̹͍͉͈̍͒́̽͒̑͐̈̒ʜ̷͈̼͔͈̠̀͊̂̂͊̿̇̇̏̚͝ẃ̷̧̖͕̤̹͍͙͓͎̳̝̓̒͌͗̌̐͝

It's out there somewhere in the woods.

Waiting....

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"Triangulum, entangulum. meteforis dominus ventium. meteforis venetisarium!"

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Never mind all that! Gravity Falls is a normal sleepy town in Oregon, just ask anyone that lives here. The only oddities that can be found are the ones at the Mystery Shack, meant to dazzle and amaze the tourists. Sure, locals will firmly state not to wander around in the forest but who wouldn’t tell you that? Have you seen what could be lurking? It is much safer to enjoy the town or take a trip to the various attractions held at somewhat nearby locations. Heck, maybe even visit the lake, pool, or arcade. Enjoy our fun summer holidays like Summerween or Founder’s Day! Huh? Phone glitches? Well we are in a heavily wooded area, did you expect it to be perfect? Images? Well, that is quite the imagination you have there. Look, if it isn’t harming you then it is best to put it out of your mind.

.̶̧͈̀̇̉̅̅̄̐͘͝ͅ.̸̻͛́̇͂͑͗̃͗̉͌̒̚̕.̶̧̛̣̖͉̺͐͑͋̍̓̉̍̚͝͠.̸̨̛̳̞̫̼̤̮͔͎̜̂͊̍͒̕n̵̖͎̤̹̼͜͝͝ɘ̷̨̝̦̯͎̞͎̗͚͓̠̠̳͐̑́̒̌̓̓̋ʜ̴̫̻͉̃̅̆̏̅̀͗̒̅̄́̈̀̕͝w̶̬͍̜̝͚̖̣̰̝̝͙̗̾̓̋́̌̒̒̆̿ ̷̗͉͔̦̯̦͇̮͋̈́͑͌̍̄̃̉́̐w̸̛̫̣͓̩̬͈͆̔̂̎́̇͛̕o̷̥̰̙̍̎̚͝n̸̡̩̥͈͇̥͔͍͖̏̒̆̏̍̑̕͝ʞ̵̺̬̙̈̆́̄̍͘ ̵̤̗̖̳̰̟͓͚̤̗̞́Ɉ̶̢̛̛̩͚̠̳̹̙͆̓͐̊̓͋̅̿͊̔̑̍ͅ’̸̨͚̟͉̹̩́́̊̾̾̏̇͊͑̈́͆͊̈̕͘n̶̛͇͎̝̤̐͐͂̾͐̂̌͝͝͝ơ̶̭͓͒̅͊́̍͗̌͒̄̀̃́̿͑b̵̨̖͍͉̝͕͙̲̉̈́̋̌́͊́̂͊͌̎ͅͅ ̵͓̎͋̎͊̎̑̐̎̇,̴͙̟͍͚̱̖̳͈̀̈́͆ɘ̵̖́͆̎̇͐͊̎̆͂̅̕͝ɿ̶̡̢͍͇̪͕͚͕͚̮̤͈̖͇͛͒͗͛͆̄͋̅͜ɘ̶̮͎̰̝̘̣͍̹̲̜̓͗̑̌́͝͝ʜ̶̯̻̣̪͈̘̺͖͚̳̪̣̘͑ẁ̷̨̥͎͒͛̏̀̓́̑͐̄̿̑̂͒ ̶̻̱̬̯͕̯͉͙̦̱͍̫̣̽́͒̚w̷̢̨̛̞̖̬͔̺͇̦͖͑̎̔͋̓̐͗͠ó̵̧̨̢̼̺̥̲̠̩̄͊̀͑̈̉́̆͆͜n̶̡̘̗̳̙͕̻͓̟͔͍̝̓ͅͅʞ̶̝̙̺̳̏̀͂̓̓̈͠ ̶̡̤̞̫̖̯̰͈̥͎̱̺̓̓͌̌̐̉̍̑͗̀̌̆̚Ɉ̸͓̩̖͚̹̘͎̭͇͖̾̀̆̀̀͋̏̊̋͝ͅ’̶̛̣͕̲͚̰̙̻̥̗̱̺͉̌͗͐̋̈̓͆̓͜n̶̨̝̱̥͚̝̊̅͑̈́̎̎͝͝ò̶̡̼͉̥̙̥̮̖̣͙̩̄̎̿̐̐̀͐̐͜͠ͅb̷̧̡̧̮͉͚͖̤͕̗̝͍͉͎́ ̴̢̢̧͕̝̰̪̜͕͛̌̈́͛͊́̈́̔̀̿̇̃͊,̵̡̜̥̫̥̰̳̑͐̇̂̊͊͗͜ṉ̶̻̬͖̣̺̪̦͓͈͔̩̝̪̱̒̀̽͐̓͂ï̴̯̜̼̗̯̖̠̆̚ɒ̵̧̜̥̙͙̟̾̃͜ϱ̷̘̰͓̗̦͎̞̰̩̱̙͓̘̠̆̿̎̑̃͘͘ɒ̸̞͈̖͖̣͉̻̪͙̼̩̈̈́͝ ̶̧̡͍̺̝͍͈͔̜͇̗̙̬͗́̈́͐̈́̉͗͝Ɉ̷̢̡̠͙͇̫̳̼̟͗̒́̀̋͂̈́̌̕͝͝͝ɘ̴͙͖̼͚̗̜̰̭̑͒͆͌͆̾͋̀̄͗̿̑́͘͝ɘ̶̛͎̝̻͚͙͇̭̲̲̮̮̆̽̽̔͑̄͋̚͝͝͝m̸̬̟̟̟̣̬͇̼̮̭̉̏͛̏̅͂̏͌̏̿͘͜͝ ̸̛̻̳͚̖̦̇̐͛̃l̷͕̱̱̤̝̫̗̺̲͎̞̪͉̓͛l̸̞̰̠̮̺̠̩̹̱͙͛ͅ’̵̖͍̣̝̪̬̿̑̾̎̆͠ɘ̶̧̡͍̖̱͔̮̣̗̗̘̱͕͍͐̃̿́̀̈́͘͘W̸̡̦̥̥͇̫͕̖͖̫̫̙̪̓́̓̍̀͑̄͊̀͛͘͘͜͠

I see....look, each of you have your own reason to be here but why don’t I give you some advice? Don’t go poking around. Don’t go asking questions. Keep your weird experiences or what you think you saw to yourself. There are few you can trust and even more that are against you. No one wants to risk the past repeating itself. It is better if it stays a forgotten memory. The more you learn, the more dangerous it can be. It might help you in the long run or it could be the lead in for the ultimate downfall. Some secrets are meant to stay that way.

̶̢̲̺̠͎̤̥͑̏̒~̶̟̭̖̰̌̎̿̈̈́̑͠͠ͅͅγ̷̮̜̗̮̻̼̥̣̦͉̊̀̈͂̂̎́̽̋̄͆͐ɒ̸͍͕̖̦͈̞̝͎͙̙̬̏̈̑̄͂̿̒͂͒̓̌̕b̷͓̘̺̝̤̬̱̭̩̒͑͆̋͆͒̉͆̄̌ ̷̮̱̝̝̲̥͗̀̈́͗́̆̔̓̕͠γ̶̼͕͔͓͈́͛̆̉̇̃́̿̽̐͘͘͝n̵̨̧̺͚̹̰͖̠̝̖̠̣̣͌́̋͑̇̈́̉͗̎̒͌̕ņ̸̨̛̗̯̖̤̀̇̚υ̶̛̱̼̲̫̬͖̹̻̖͖͔̤͍̤̤̐̏̂͛̃͐͗̆͋̊͒̏̑͝ƨ̸̤̍̽̈́́̆̎̀͝͝ ̷̪͈̯̯͖̙̿̊͜ɘ̵̢̧̢̣͇͓̫̟̜̻̹̝̈̏͝m̸̰͓͙̯̜̭̻͙̜̻̣͛̿̾̉͂̄̌̈́͝ͅo̸̯̦̹̼͙̞̩͛̉̏̓̑̽͗̑͌͊̕ƨ̴̢̛͓̼̝̪͍̩̱̓̿͂̏͋̎̓̋̌͂͒ͅ ̸͙̉͗͛́̄̑̀̍͒͛͘̕͠͠ͅn̵̙̻̦̖̲̬͗̃̄̌̀̓̃̒͑̒̓͛̏̉͘͜į̵̧̛̞̗͓͎̥̟̠͙̠̠̖̙ɒ̷̥̗̬̟̰̔̌͝ͅϱ̶̗̺̹̫̦̇̔͛̈́͆͝ɒ̸̱͉̥̬̟̤̗̞͍̬̏͆͋̃̂̈́̈́̎̉̀̈́ ̸̨̡̗̮̠͖̪̝̘͚̤͕̫͔̿ͅɈ̸̛̟̙̮̣͔̦̈́̔͆̀̓̾̎̑́̎̀̕̕ɘ̸̢̧̨̡̛͎͎̖̲͈̱͕̹̫̻̀ͅɘ̴̢̠̙͔̥̥̪̳̈́͒̿̑͂͠m̶̗̝̖̼̼̹̞̩̥̩̹̩͋̿͗̒̆̈͊͊̿̽̏ ̵̲̩͖̫͖̺̭̎͗̏͝͠l̷̛͙̼̺͛l̸͙̜̲͍͓͇̪͙̣͔̻͇̥̎͐̏͌̊́͗̑̒̀̋̚͝’̶̞̹̣̞͎̱̜̠̜̀̏̄̔̋̋͊͘͝͝ͅɘ̷̼͖̆̓̿̃̏̋̈̈́̐͐̓̑̃̕͘w̷̡̧̧̗̮̙͎̮͔̗̝̏̓̌̈́͛̎̅̾̊̓̔̈́̚͝͝ ̶̯̳̬͚̣̣͉̊̓͒̏̽̿̽̅̚͘w̷̧̬͔̟̑͊ö̵̢̯̬̞̻̞̎͐͑̓n̴͚̮̦̤̫̑͌͊ʞ̵̡̢̡̛͈̖̟͖̟̩̺͈̬̱̤̋͜ ̶̛͕́̍̓̾͒̃̉̄Ì̷̪̙̰̭͕͓̙͚̩̗͓̯̠̦̈́̃͜ ̸̳̙̻͕͇̞͎̭͕̪͐̈́̿̉̎̓́̔̐͜͠͝Ɉ̷̟͍̙̱̞͊͗̎͊̐͝υ̵̼̝̲̙̫̫̹̳̹̰͗̈́͑̓̀͑͜͝d̸̢̜̼̞̙͇̹̝̭͂͂͛ͅͅ.̴̛̛̬͚̤̃̅͆͆̈̽̌̚̕͜.̷͕̗̼͌̉̍̾͝.̴̲̆̓͊̍

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"Asetnoheptus Asetnoheptus Asetnoheptus Asetnoheptus Asetnoheptus"

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Idea

Alright, so if you don’t understand the above, allow me to illuminate a bit. It is summer time in Gravity Falls and whether or not you are just visiting is irrelevant. You being here has unknowingly set events into motion. You are not aware of your importance yet but you will in time. For now, there are mysteries to be found, people to meet, and adventures to be had. This will take place long after the events of the show so please don’t ask about cannon characters because there will not be any. Sorry to disappoint but there is a good reason.

Symbol

Pine Tree: RESERVED
Shooting Star: TAKEN
Question Mark: RESERVED
Stitched Heart: TAKEN
Spectacles: TAKEN
Holy Mackerel: RESERVED
Bag of Ice: Possible Reserve
Llama: RESERVED
Six Fingers: Possible Reserve
Pentagram: RESERVED

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Remember! Reality's an illusion, the universe is a hologram, buy gold! Byeeee!~

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The Sisters of the Dying Branch

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The blazing fire that appeared before her, creating a barrier between her and her current attacker was more than a relief but extremely appreciated as Hana made her way from the battle. She made a mental note during her retreat to thank Alayna the first chance she got. She knew she was weakening from blood loss and she didn’t even want to think about the fact that her powers would probably fail at some point due to the bite. If she had had to continue fighting, it would have caused major problems down the line and placed her in a worse position than she already was in. Dizziness was setting in, causing her to stumble in the direction she assumed the car was in but it was becoming increasingly difficult to focus, dark spots sprinkling into her vision. All she wanted to do in that moment was stop to rest, sleep even but she kept pushing forward hoping to bring the others some back up and praying no one else suffered from a bite while she stumbled onward.

It wasn’t long before Hana heard someone approaching her and glanced up for a moment, her muscles tensing a bit as she prayed it wasn’t another vampire as she continued forward with her gaze back to the ground so she wouldn’t fall. If her mind hadn’t been so slow on reaction, she would have known it wasn’t possibly a vampire for the simple fact a vampire would be moving at a much more rapid speed but then again, everything seemed to be moving at a faster pace than she was. The sound of her name from a familiar voice had her gaze moving back in front of her once more, right before a curse reached her ears. Arken was already looking her over, his gaze locking onto her bleeding wrist when another colorful curse rang out before quickly switching to try to comfort her or maybe convince himself that she would be alright. Even in her dazed state, there was a seed of doubt at those words but she didn’t have the strength to argue or deny them. All they could do was try to keep her healthy and wait for whatever happened to happen. She thought she would be more panicked in this kind of situation but Hana found she was calm and accepting of what was.

She opened her mouth to answer, trying to reject his help and express that the others needed him more but Arken didn’t give her a chance. Hana found her good arm wrapped around his shoulder as he helped support her, the two of them making their way back to the car. They moved in silence, the noise of fighting at their back as they continued onward. It hadn’t been very long until they made their way past the iron gate and to the car which still had the other two. Dakota looked to be hurt, Iris working on giving medical attention. Hana felt guilt twist her insides looking at the two, disappointed in herself that she had been caught so easy and making it hard to assist. If she had been in better shape, she could have helped heal her ally and now she seemed useless. The out of hand chaos was not really in their favor either as they might lose their targets and would have to not get caught by the humans who wouldn’t understand magic. The only positive was the lock of hair she had been able to snag and was securely in her pocket. It wasn’t a great start but the others or her should be able to track them. She let Arken open the car door and assist her in having a seat, plopping down weakly but thankful she could relax. ”Thank you, Arken. Please, go help the others…..”, Hana pleaded in a tired and strained voice.

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Tales from the Spider-Verse: Spidroin

Hey @Eviledd1984,

Enter has all the say when it comes to accepted profiles but I have seen two problems with the profile that I know will be asked to be addressed.

The first is the age. The highest age allowed for this RP is 20 years old and you currently have it at 23. This should be a simple fix.

The other is mutation is missing it’s point value and you have used all 100 points. So you will need to readjust the other points a bit to keep a mutation. Ask Enter how much you will need for the current mutation points or if the mutation will be allowed.

I hope this helps and please let Enter know if you have any questions or ask Tobiax or me if he is not available. We will do our best to answer.

Tales from the Spider-Verse: Spidroin

@King Kindred

This isn’t our first rodeo with this one so don’t worry XD

Looking forward to seeing your character :3

Tales from the Spider-Verse: Spidroin

Reyna Rowe - A.K.A. Arachne

How old are you?

19

What do you look like?

Appearance


Costume


What did you do before the Recluse incident?

Life was much simpler when I was younger. It wasn’t a fairytale, just average at best but that had been enough for me. It was when my mother got sick that everything started to change for the worse. Hospital visit after hospital visit. My mom not able to work anymore and my father barely making it by. He started disappearing more, coming home either drunk as hell or in a fowl mood late into the evening but pretending everything was fine while in my mother’s presence. It was like I was forgotten, all on my own and trying to navigate the world. I found more often than not that I was locked out of my own home so I found myself wandering a park or going to the nearby ice skating rink to watch, trying to find something to keep me busy till I could go home. This went on for years until suddenly, everything changed....my father seemed happier, things started to seem normal again, I wasn’t alone anymore and I hoped that meant that mom was getting better. I was able to do more after school activities, not understanding at the time we shouldn’t be able to afford to do them. My mom’s hospital bills were being paid on time and while my father still stayed out a bit late, he seemed to be doing better. Everything would be as it was and the nightmare from before would be over. It didn’t end up being that way though.

One night, I found myself dragged from bed in the middle of the night by a stranger. I tried to fight, squirm to get away, cry out, call for help but it was all for nothing. Instead, I was slapped harshly with my attacker telling me to shut up as I was continuously pulled like a rag doll to the living room. The first view being my father strapped to a chair, blood everywhere, beaten and scared when his eyes met mine. I found no words now, fear and panic twisting in my gut as I was threatened with a cold knife pressed to my throat. I could barely hear, the blood rushing to fast in my ear as the attackers spoke to my father. He was to start paying back the money he had borrowed, no more delays or trying to sneak on by. They left, leaving me to deal with the mess my father was. He forced me not to call the cops, saying all of our lives depended on keeping this all a secret. I found myself roped into and forced to steal, my father saying it was our only way. He explained they would be like Robin Hood, stealing for a good reason. It never felt right. I felt horrible. If I tried to stop though, I was met with violence and that wasn’t any better. It wasn’t even a month later that my mom passed away after her long struggle and I felt it was a punishment for what we were doing. It didn’t matter though, we weren’t allowed to stop.

It wasn’t until my high school years that we finally had enough stolen items sold off to finish the debt. I hoped we could wash our hands of it and move forward. My father didn’t seem to think so. He fell back into old ways, drinking and stealing. He was sloppy and started to draw attention. The second he tried to rope me into that lifestyle again, I suddenly found myself couch hopping. I would stay with friends or crash with band mates so that I didn’t have to see him. Didn’t have to be a part of his screw ups while I tried to make a life for myself. I needed to get a scholarship if I wanted to do anything college wise and even if I didn’t make it then a criminal record would not be a good start. They had been really lucky so far. I was skilled at thievery and planning but it wasn’t the life I wanted for myself. It was no surprise to me when I found out my father had been arrested. Cops bothering me to see if I had any information and to see if I had been a part of it in any way. I was able to weasel out of it but it had been an annoying process. They kept a close eye on me after that.

After high school, I pretty much signed up for anything and everything job wise. I needed a place of my own or at least enough to help a room mate since couches would not be an option any longer. I would have started on a job sooner but with my...other activities, it had been impossible. I turned out getting work as an office assistant which isn’t really my style and I hate it but it pays very well. Honestly, if I could be a hero all the time then I would. I feel like I have no freedom and there is something freeing about watching over others and making sure they are safe.

What happened after the incident?

Super Strength: 10
Agility: 20
Durability: 10
Regeneration: 20
Spider-Sense: 10
Mutation(s): 30

Webs - She can produce organic webs from her wrists

Hallucinogenic Poison Secretion - She produces a poison that causes hallucinations. This comes in a form of a powder like substance that can be gathered or transferred onto another person. It can also be added to her own breath and spit, breath being the most effective for spreading.

Paralyzing Bite - She has fangs that produce a paralyzing agent that takes effect when introduced or injected into the blood stream.

Healing - She can heal very minor cuts, scraps, and also the bite marks she creates. You get stabbed, shot, or are heavily bleeding....don’t expect her to be able to do anything about it with this power.

Do you believe in aliens?

The world is full of mystery and infinite possibilities so I believe there is a chance that aliens exists. I am not holding my breath on ever meeting one but I do believe it is possible so I won’t dismiss it.

What are your goals for the future?

I don’t know if I have any real goals. I mean, I eventually want to go to college so I can get somewhere but at the same time...I don’t really want to get rid of my unrealistic dreams. Sure, it is silly but I would love for my band to make it to the big times or to be an Olympic ice skater since I have the talent but those seem too far from my reach. It would be best to go to college and work somewhere mundane. I mean, you can only be a hero now and then. Real life doesn’t stop so I’m not gonna put all my hopes into that but it is nice to help people.

You lived in New York for a while now, right? What do you think of the city?

It’s never boring, that is for sure. It is a little crowded and wild but I think that is a part of its charm. It gives you unexpected gifts and also complete frustration. You can find everything you need here.

How much technology do you use on a daily basis?

Oh boy....do I have to answer this? I feel embarrassed to say I am glued to my phone a lot. I am forever texting or looking up some sort of information. I love music and it is often that my headphones are in to enjoy. I do videos, writing and more in my free time which require technology. I mean, I am not sure I could live without movies or video games either. I also have to use it for work so that kind of makes it impossible to cut down the amount of use.

What do you like?

- Ice Skating
- Basketball
- Spicy Foods
- Video Games
- Reading
- Mysteries
- Writing
- Art
- Rain
- Music
- Cooking

What do you dislike?

- Ironically, spiders.
- Lairs
- Bullies
- Hospitals
- Cops
- Drunks
- Small spaces
- Tomatoes
- Knives
- Perfection
- Milk

Do you think true evil exists?

Yes, some people do bad things for what they believe is a good reason but some people, the truly evil people of the world...just want to watch the world burn.

What’s your favorite color?

Red

Favorite song?





Anything else to add?

- Plays guitar and sings
- Visits her mother’s grave every year on the anniversary of her death
- Has a small black cat
- Can easily pick locks, pickpocket, etc.
- Knows how to draw but is not confident in her skills

What are your thoughts on these people?

Jiji - cat/furbaby

Jiji has saved my life from utter loneliness since the day we met. I had been out on the small apartment balcony reading when I fell asleep, only to awaken with a tiny ball of fur curled up on my lap. He looked more than a little worse for the wear with his eyes gunked up, flea infested, and each rib clearly visible. He was so tiny that I thought he would break if I touched him. I couldn’t bare myself to move so instead I looked up what it would take to look after the little guy or what I could do to help. I had planned to get him into shape and find him a good home but the moment he opened his eyes, looking at me with that soft mew and purring happily just to be near me....that is when I knew he had my heart. He has been my baby boy since then and I would do anything to make his life happy and easy. He is always there when I need him and I will never abandon him in his time of need.

Morgan Ward

We have been roommates for almost two months now and we get along great! I am happy to call her a friend. Sure, she is always pushing me to do college and maybe join in some of her classes but I know it comes from a good place. She has almost convinced me a few times to try but don’t tell her I said that. She saved my bacon by answering my ad when my last roommate got her panties in a knot before splitting, leaving me high and dry with a two bedroom apartment I couldn’t afford alone. I’ve been thinking about getting a motorcycle but who wants an extra payment. Morgan has assured me more than once that if I do get one that she is gonna fix it up with the works.

Alexander ‘Xander’ Lee

My usually Chinese takeout location closed up shop last year which was a major let down. As luck would have it, maybe that was for the best as I stumbled across his family’s restaurant. It quickly became not only my go to for Chinese takeout but is actually my favorite restaurant to date! At first, Xan and me only had a bit of friendly and polite conversation between waiter/customer but the more I became a regular, the more chances we had to have true conversations and really get to know each other. We slowly became good friends and I’ve never met a nicer guy! He has been one of the greatest highlights to my year of I am being honest. When I found out about his martial arts skills, I quickly requested if he could teach me since I hated knowing nothing to defend myself in a place like New York. I would be lying if I didn’t say part of the reason I asked was also because of how attractive Xan is and not just because of his looks but that amazing personality. I get the feeling I probably make him uncomfortable at times though but it’s not like I can help but stare! Have you seen him shirtless!?!

Caty Davis

The moment I started training with Xan was the moment that Caty and I met. We all train and fight together or simply end up hanging out depending on the day. She has been helping me learn instead of leaving Xan to do all the work and stepping in when he is not able to do so. She is amazing gal with a brilliant mind and there are no two people I trust more. These two are my rocks and I feel like I can face the world when I am around them. I feel they can understand me and I hope in time I can open up to both of them more or help them with anything that might plague them.

Raymond Davis

To Be Added Later

Clara Cabello

To Be Added Later

Samuel Rowe

Used to be my father. I say used to be because while he is physically still alive...the person that was my dad died long ago. In truth, all I see now is a stranger that I can’t even recognize and who is still able to call or more harass me when he has the time to do so. I don’t know how he finds me and frankly, I am scared to know. He is not a safe person to be around and even more so, the company he keeps is unpleasant. The thought he might still be connected to that hated world and using it to his advantage to keep tabs on her what terrifies her deeply. She didn’t want to have any of that near her or get pulled back in. There is also the threat that he knows my full past and that he would ruin my life that I worked so hard to create. There is also that if something goes wrong for him that he might just turn it on me. My only comfort is that he is still safely trapped in jail where he belongs.

Tales from the Spider-Verse: Spidroin

Reyna Rowe - A.K.A. Arachne

How old are you?

19

What do you look like?

Appearance


Costume


What did you do before the Recluse incident?

Life was much simpler when I was younger. It wasn’t a fairytale, just average at best but that had been enough for me. It was when my mother got sick that everything started to change for the worse. Hospital visit after hospital visit. My mom not able to work anymore and my father barely making it by. He started disappearing more, coming home either drunk as hell or in a fowl mood late into the evening but pretending everything was fine while in my mother’s presence. It was like I was forgotten, all on my own and trying to navigate the world. I found more often than not that I was locked out of my own home so I found myself wandering a park or going to the nearby ice skating rink to watch, trying to find something to keep me busy till I could go home. This went on for years until suddenly, everything changed....my father seemed happier, things started to seem normal again, I wasn’t alone anymore and I hoped that meant that mom was getting better. I was able to do more after school activities, not understanding at the time we shouldn’t be able to afford to do them. My mom’s hospital bills were being paid on time and while my father still stayed out a bit late, he seemed to be doing better. Everything would be as it was and the nightmare from before would be over. It didn’t end up being that way though.

One night, I found myself dragged from bed in the middle of the night by a stranger. I tried to fight, squirm to get away, cry out, call for help but it was all for nothing. Instead, I was slapped harshly with my attacker telling me to shut up as I was continuously pulled like a rag doll to the living room. The first view being my father strapped to a chair, blood everywhere, beaten and scared when his eyes met mine. I found no words now, fear and panic twisting in my gut as I was threatened with a cold knife pressed to my throat. I could barely hear, the blood rushing to fast in my ear as the attackers spoke to my father. He was to start paying back the money he had borrowed, no more delays or trying to sneak on by. They left, leaving me to deal with the mess my father was. He forced me not to call the cops, saying all of our lives depended on keeping this all a secret. I found myself roped into and forced to steal, my father saying it was our only way. He explained they would be like Robin Hood, stealing for a good reason. It never felt right. I felt horrible. If I tried to stop though, I was met with violence and that wasn’t any better. It wasn’t even a month later that my mom passed away after her long struggle and I felt it was a punishment for what we were doing. It didn’t matter though, we weren’t allowed to stop.

It wasn’t until my high school years that we finally had enough stolen items sold off to finish the debt. I hoped we could wash our hands of it and move forward. My father didn’t seem to think so. He fell back into old ways, drinking and stealing. He was sloppy and started to draw attention. The second he tried to rope me into that lifestyle again, I suddenly found myself couch hopping. I would stay with friends or crash with band mates so that I didn’t have to see him. Didn’t have to be a part of his screw ups while I tried to make a life for myself. I needed to get a scholarship if I wanted to do anything college wise and even if I didn’t make it then a criminal record would not be a good start. They had been really lucky so far. I was skilled at thievery and planning but it wasn’t the life I wanted for myself. It was no surprise to me when I found out my father had been arrested. Cops bothering me to see if I had any information and to see if I had been a part of it in any way. I was able to weasel out of it but it had been an annoying process. They kept a close eye on me after that.

After high school, I pretty much signed up for anything and everything job wise. I needed a place of my own or at least enough to help a room mate since couches would not be an option any longer. I would have started on a job sooner but with my...other activities, it had been impossible. I turned out getting work as an office assistant which isn’t really my style and I hate it but it pays very well. Honestly, if I could be a hero all the time then I would. I feel like I have no freedom and there is something freeing about watching over others and making sure they are safe.

What happened after the incident?

Super Strength: 10
Agility: 20
Durability: 10
Regeneration: 20
Spider-Sense: 10
Mutation(s): 30

Webs - She can produce organic webs from her wrists

Hallucinogenic Poison Secretion - She produces a poison that causes hallucinations. This comes in a form of a powder like substance that can be gathered or transferred onto another person. It can also be added to her own breath and spit, breath being the most effective for spreading.

Paralyzing Bite - She has fangs that produce a paralyzing agent that takes effect when introduced or injected into the blood stream.

Healing - She can heal very minor cuts, scraps, and also the bite marks she creates. You get stabbed, shot, or are heavily bleeding....don’t expect her to be able to do anything about it with this power.

Do you believe in aliens?

The world is full of mystery and infinite possibilities so I believe there is a chance that aliens exists. I am not holding my breath on ever meeting one but I do believe it is possible so I won’t dismiss it.

What are your goals for the future?

I don’t know if I have any real goals. I mean, I eventually want to go to college so I can get somewhere but at the same time...I don’t really want to get rid of my unrealistic dreams. Sure, it is silly but I would love for my band to make it to the big times or to be an Olympic ice skater since I have the talent but those seem too far from my reach. It would be best to go to college and work somewhere mundane. I mean, you can only be a hero now and then. Real life doesn’t stop so I’m not gonna put all my hopes into that but it is nice to help people.

You lived in New York for a while now, right? What do you think of the city?

It’s never boring, that is for sure. It is a little crowded and wild but I think that is a part of its charm. It gives you unexpected gifts and also complete frustration. You can find everything you need here.

How much technology do you use on a daily basis?

Oh boy....do I have to answer this? I feel embarrassed to say I am glued to my phone a lot. I am forever texting or looking up some sort of information. I love music and it is often that my headphones are in to enjoy. I do videos, writing and more in my free time which require technology. I mean, I am not sure I could live without movies or video games either. I also have to use it for work so that kind of makes it impossible to cut down the amount of use.

What do you like?


- Ice Skating
- Basketball
- Spicy Foods
- Video Games
- Reading
- Mysteries
- Writing
- Art
- Rain
- Music
- Cooking

What do you dislike?


- Ironically, spiders.
- Lairs
- Bullies
- Hospitals
- Cops
- Drunks
- Small spaces
- Tomatoes
- Flirts
- Perfection
- Milk

Do you think true evil exists?


Yes, some people do bad things for what they believe is a good reason but some people, the truly evil people of the world...just want to watch the world burn.

What’s your favorite color?


Red

Favorite song?



Anything else to add?


- Plays guitar and sings
- Visits her mother’s grave every year on the anniversary of her death
- Has a small black cat
- Can easily pick locks, pickpocket, etc.
- Knows how to draw but is not confident in her skills

What are your thoughts on these people?

Jiji - cat/furbaby

Jiji has saved my life from utter loneliness since the day we met. I had been out on the small apartment balcony reading when I fell asleep, only to awaken with a tiny ball of fur curled up on my lap. He looked more than a little worse for the wear with his eyes gunked up, flea infested, and each rib clearly visible. He was so tiny that I thought he would break if I touched him. I couldn’t bare myself to move so instead I looked up what it would take to look after the little guy or what I could do to help. I had planned to get him into shape and find him a good home but the moment he opened his eyes, looking at me with that soft mew and purring happily just to be near me....that is when I knew he had my heart. He has been my baby boy since then and I would do anything to make his life happy and easy. He is always there when I need him and I will never abandon him in his time of need.

TDB

Hey @EnterTheHero, here is my character submission! Let me know if you want anything changed.

Tales from the Spider-Verse: Spidroin

I might bring my gal back. I have missed RPing her :)

「ʜɪɢʜ ᴄᴀsᴜᴀʟ」♔ ♕ 𝐇𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞

You know I am there and in!

【 Spy High 】

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The soft sound of ceramic gently gliding against smooth granite was instantly followed by the unflattering noise of metal clanking and being discarded with little to no care. Wooden cabinets repeatedly opened and closed loudly, no one else around to complain about the matter as the single occupant fluttered through the kitchen. Dark eyes finally glittered with excitement as her small hands curled around the object of her desire, only a thin bit of cardboard and plastic to keep her from it now. The hider had done a fantastic job of trying to keep her away from these sugary items but no more. A grin tugged at her lips as Vanessa carefully jumped off of the stovetop, brightly patterned socks and all with a box of cereal in hand. Sophie had been on a bit of a health kick again, trying to make sure that everyone in the house kept up well behaved habits or whatever new spiel she was on.

Honestly, she could care less about the healthy option. Who wanted something like plain eggs or flaxseed oatmeal for a Saturday breakfast? Well, probably many people but she sure as hell didn’t. Just a quick rustle of plastic, the tinkling of cereal dropping into her bowl, and splash of milk was all she needed to prepare for the perfect morning. Vanessa found herself with a bowl in one hand and an overly sugary coffee in the other as she made her way up to her room. The television was already set up with Saturday morning cartoons, a tray out so she could enjoy her breakfast in front of it. She found it both a blessing and a curse that her internal clock seemed to wake her up at 6:00 each morning. It gave her time to wake and prepare for the day whether it be a lazy one like this or if it was before a day of school, perhaps even a mission.

That thought pulled a frown from her, feeling a bubble of irritation as she placed each item down before plopping onto her bed and sitting Indian style. The last mission had been a shit show in so many ways. She couldn’t even begin on who did what to start the domino effect that had created the perfect environment for hell but it had happened nonetheless and she would bet money that they hadn’t heard the last of it yet. They hadn’t been flogged which meant something worse was in the works, it was just a matter of when. She shook her head gently, tossing the braided tresses back and forth as she did. That was a problem for another day, right now, it was time to enough herself and relax. With a scoop of her spoon, she positioned herself to take her first bite when the ear splitting and grating alarm of the AP watch echoed out causing her to drop the spoon with a splash. ”For the love of….”, Vaness hissed, trying to hold back a string of curses as she looked at the mess before reaching back to grab the watch off her nightstand.
The glowing wordhad a chill running down her spine.

Vanessa instantly worked to find out the situation. ”HIRAM, what’s happening? Details and status update please.”

”𝙶𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝙰𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚝. 𝙼𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚡𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚝 𝟷𝟽𝟶𝟶 𝙲𝚘𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚐𝚎 𝚁𝚘𝚊𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚂𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚎𝚡𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝟸𝟽 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚜. 𝙵𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚕𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜.”

It took her a moment to process, a sigh of frustration settling in as she rubbed her face. ”You’ve got to be fucking kidding me. Fantastic, just what I wanted to sign up for today. So much for breakfast...”, she stated before getting to change out her boxer shorts for some jeans and deciding that the band shirt she had worn the night before was good enough. She was already going to be pushing it time wise as she wasn’t the closest to that location. She made sure to grab her gear from the attic space in her closet and headed out at first chance, grabbing her skateboard on the way out of the house. As predicted, she was one of the last few in attendance and barely got to hear an explanation of what they would be doing and who her teammates were. It wasn’t a bad group and she did think they had a chance at least but if her horrible morning was anything to go by, today was not her lucky day. Vanessa had to hope they could turn it around but it meant relying on her team which was not her strong point.

She let someone else play the leadership role, listening to the plans and nodding softly when one was presented by Static. It was a solid idea, especially since they were lacking on the combat side. She could do a decent job in a pinch but not if it was against someone like Aster. Stealth would definitely be the better option here. She didn’t want to have to rely on Wahrheit to be her eyes on the sky or backup but it would be stupid to go at this alone even if she preferred it. She would just have to hope that Static’s plan didn’t blow up in their faces, literally. ”Sounds like as good a plan as any.”, she replied before turning her attention to Wahrheit and glancing at the maps, trying to judge the best location for her to enter the building according to his angle so he could spot her at all times. ”Just make sure to keep your eyes out and let me know the moment you lose sight of me, Wahrheit. Everyone else, watch out for traps and don’t get shot while trying to draw attention. More people down means more of a chance at failure. I have a love for paint but that doesn’t mean I want to spend my weekend scrubbing it.”

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