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In 𝘿𝙀𝙎𝘾𝙀𝙉𝙎𝙄𝙊𝙉 ⌜ᴀ ɢᴏᴅ ʀᴏʟᴇᴘʟᴀʏ⌟ → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

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Imaan Hammam | #DC143C
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𝕿 𝖍 𝖊   𝕯 𝖎 𝖛 𝖎 𝖓 𝖊  
𝕿 𝖍 𝖊   𝕯 𝖎 𝖛 𝖎 𝖓 𝖊


⌜ 𝐄 𝐏 𝐈 𝐓 𝐇 𝐄 𝐓 ⌟
The Great One of Many Names | The Golden One | Lady of the West | Eye of Ra

⌜ 𝐃 𝐎 𝐌 𝐀 𝐈 𝐍 ⌟
Beauty, Dance, Destruction, Drunkenness, Fertility, Joy, Love, Mothers, Music, Protection, Sexuality, Sky, Stars, Women

⌜ 𝐏 𝐀 𝐍 𝐓 𝐇 𝐄 𝐎 𝐍 ⌟
Egyptian
♉︎
𝐃 𝐈 𝐕 𝐈 𝐍 𝐄 ♉︎ 𝐏 𝐎 𝐖 𝐄 𝐑 𝐒 
𝐼 𝒷𝓊𝓇𝒾𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓊𝓃𝓈𝑒𝑒𝓂𝓁𝓎 𝓊𝓇𝑔𝑒𝓈

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 P O W E R
P O W E R

 She has the ability to numb/remove physical pain and/or negative emotions from others but instead inflicts the person’s pain/negativity onto herself.

𝐈 𝐍 𝐍 𝐄 𝐑 ♉︎ 𝐒 𝐄 𝐋 𝐅 
𝒟𝑒𝑒𝓅 𝒹𝑜𝓌𝓃 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑔𝓇𝑜𝓊𝓃𝒹 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓇𝑜𝑜𝓉𝓈
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𝐕 𝐢 𝐫 𝐭 𝐮 𝐞 𝐬

⌜ Nurturing & Benevolent

Fun-Loving & Supportive 

Protective  & Observant⌟
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𝐕 𝐢 𝐜 𝐞 𝐬  
𝐕 𝐢 𝐜 𝐞 𝐬

⌜ Aggressive & Hot-Headed

Destructive & Stubborn 

Anxious & Calculating ⌟

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т н є   м σ я т α ℓ  
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⌜ 𝐀 𝐋 𝐈 𝐀 𝐒 ⌟
Jasmine Sahraoui

⌜ 𝐑 𝐄 𝐂 𝐎 𝐑 𝐃 𝐄 𝐃   𝐀 𝐆 𝐄 ⌟
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⌜ 𝐒 𝐄 𝐗 𝐔 𝐀 𝐋 𝐈 𝐓 𝐘   &   𝐆 𝐄 𝐍 𝐃 𝐄 𝐑 ⌟
Heterosexual | Female | She/Her 

⌜ 𝐎 𝐂 𝐂 𝐔 𝐏 𝐀 𝐓 𝐈 𝐎 𝐍 ⌟
Bartender at Jade Jaguar (maybe more)


𝐋 𝐈 𝐅 𝐄 ♉︎ 𝐒 𝐓 𝐎 𝐑 𝐘 
𝐵𝓊𝓉 𝒾𝓉'𝓈 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓊𝓅 𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓊𝓇𝒻𝒶𝒸𝑒
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𝐌 𝐲 𝐭 𝐡 𝐨 𝐥 𝐨 𝐠 𝐲  
𝐌 𝐲 𝐭 𝐡 𝐨 𝐥 𝐨 𝐠 𝐲

⌜ 𝕯 𝖎 𝖛 𝖎 𝖓 𝖊   𝕷 𝖎 𝖋 𝖊 ⌟
 Hathor has always been there, emerging from the primordial waters at the beginning of time when Ra created her to be his. She has helped mortals with love and fertility, leading them to the creation of life. She is the one that has protected mothers as they carry and breathes life into every child born so they can take their first breath. It is said that her protection can even reach beyond those of mothers and in the past she was called upon by soldiers for her strength and concentration during battle but she will not confirm or deny these facts. Her protection does however extend beyond the living as she welcomes souls into the land of the dead, helping and protecting them on their journey into the afterlife or onto judgement. 

Due to her being feminine in nature, Hathor’s sphere of influence included music, dance, and sexuality. Those features of hers has also made her the consort of several Egyptian Gods but only one held her heart, Ra himself. Another very important point worth mentioning is that she was one of the numerous deities that was seen as the Eye of Ra, i.e. the feminine component of Ra. In that state, Hathor was the deity that kept Ra safe from his enemies. It also brought out the other side of her, one dark, vicious, and blood-thristy. She did not only punish and bring destruction to those that had threatened Ra but went on a rampage which needed to be stopped by her fellow Gods and Goddesses. There are two sides to every coin and she is very much the holder of this truth.

Unfortunately, on a more personal level, Hathor’s love and affection went unanswered because of this same fact. While Ra had promised her the world and to be by his side as his wife, upon seeing certain aspects of her character and with Isis in his ear and openly displaying her attraction, he instead married the other goddess. Hathor was left with a broken hearted but still feeling the need to protect him as she had been made for him and by him. This left her conflicted, angry, hopeful, and saddened though fate seems to be kind in its punishment as he was betrayed by Isis. Set up with a trick to harm him and have his true name revealed (one Hathor never had been blessed with knowing) which give Isis more power. This chain of events lead to Osiris and her rise. It even became where Isis took away Hathor’s followers, the domains that were hers to be shared with this snake of a goddess, and even before their fall this was the start to making her forgotten. A relic of a different time. 

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𝐁 𝐢 𝐨 𝐠 𝐫 𝐚 𝐩 𝐡 𝐲  
𝐁 𝐢 𝐨 𝐠 𝐫 𝐚 𝐩 𝐡 𝐲

⌜ м σ я т α ℓ   ℓ ι f є ⌟
 Memories fade, different moments blurring and becoming insignificant with the passage of time but the important moments, the ones that change you…those stick forever. The fall was one such event that even through the years has not faded, still sharp as day it happened when recollected. I believed it to be a punishment back then, Isis and her lovers last slight against everyone that stood a chance to be in their way on the rise to power. It hurt being forced to the mortal realm instead of going by choice, cast out as it were but worse pain had been inflicted long before that moment. I felt an anger that this was all my time had amounted to before the death I believed would follow upon my descent. In fact it was not the end, but a new beginning, a start to walking among the mortals and partially experiencing their world. 

I was still a goddess in their eyes, recognized from the one day of the year my physical presence was shown, the drunken festival though obviously a bit of a difference with lacking certain features. I was lavished on hand and foot, gracing the pharaohs and palace with my very presence. Isis' power grew and so did her influence but my being physically within reach made it easier to pray or wish for blessing. My heart wept and when alone, so did my eyes, for I could not do more, my power was limited for them. Isis was truly taking up my true role as far as I knew and while I helped medically as much as possible, it didn’t feel like enough for what I was receiving. That was my first venture from my home land, leaving towards something new. It was selfish to run instead of speaking of concern but I was not yet acquainted with admitting imperfection and believed mortals could not understand the complexity of a goddess's emotions though they were truly not so different in many ways. At least I feel relieved that I passed on great knowledge for future generations before my departure. 

The mortals have a saying that seems universal, time heals all wounds. It is not something I have yet to find true. It sits like a festering wound, always ready to bleed at the most inopportune moment. If anything, I would state that time adjusts pain to become manageable, so constant that one gets used to its presence. That is what kept appearing with each new location, each failure for the times I tried to settle down or put full trust in the mortals. It wasn’t their fault, having so limited time and trying to learn what is the right move or finding a good way for themselves. They didn’t call it the sins of man for nothing but it left me far less hopeful in placing hope in them. Friendships, those were not so bad though caused a different kind of heartbreak. I went from healing, to playing house, to a spiral of drunkenness, falling into criminal work, and trying new activities to pique my interests or make me feel fulfilled. The times continued to evolve around me and as they changed, so did I. 

I adapted to the world around me and made sure that I was in locations that went best with the time, avoiding those that seemed troublesome unless I was able to be of assistance without much gawking. Some professions I revisited, mostly being a business owner, a doctor, part of the mafia, or a bartender as those played off of many of my needs that long ago were no longer needed of me as I became a legend or myth. I formed friendships with those like me, others that could understand my pain and also be comforted from my own understanding. They soothe aches and pain on my soul and I will forever be grateful for that. Not all past memories have been bad, some people and points in time being more precious than others. They are the memories I cherish, the ones that are sharply there and won’t fade even if sometimes it would be better if they did.

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𝐌 𝐨 𝐭 𝐢 𝐯 𝐚 𝐭 𝐢 𝐨 𝐧 𝐬  
𝐌 𝐨 𝐭 𝐢 𝐯 𝐚 𝐭 𝐢 𝐨 𝐧 𝐬

⌜ α м в ι т ι σ и ѕ ⌟
 While a part of her misses her old life…right now, she feels lost. The freedom to have fun and not worry about the multitude of ever changing duties expected of her is nice but now she feels like she is wandering with no purpose. She wants to find purpose, find a place to belong, to not be forgotten and to be loved. It sounds silly and broad in the scheme of things but that is what she truly strives for.

⌜ f є α я ѕ ⌟
 She fears the past repeating itself as in being left alone, forgotten, and a nuisance to those of her pantheon. That the friends she has made will be forced against her or their pantheons will not approve of her which will have her pushed away. She also fears that will always be the one to support everyone else and never be able to really care for herself as she leans on bad habits to push her own problems aside. She has moments she is confident but when it comes to the important things, the past haunts her and then she begins to falter in the present. 


	^{Imaan Hammam \| #DC143C} ^{████████████████████████ 𝕿 𝖍 𝖊 𝕯 𝖎 𝖛 𝖎 𝖓 𝖊 𝕿 𝖍 𝖊 𝕯 𝖎 𝖛 𝖎 𝖓 𝖊} ⌜ 𝐄 𝐏 𝐈 𝐓 𝐇 𝐄 𝐓 ⌟ _{The Great One of Many Names \| The Golden One \| Lady of the West \| Eye of Ra} ⌜ 𝐃 𝐎 𝐌 𝐀 𝐈 𝐍 ⌟ _{_{Beauty, Dance, Destruction, Drunkenness, Fertility, Joy, Love, Mothers, Music, Protection, Sexuality, Sky, Stars, Women}} ⌜ 𝐏 𝐀 𝐍 𝐓 𝐇 𝐄 𝐎 𝐍 ⌟ _Egyptian ♉︎


▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅ ^{███████████████ 𝐕 𝐢 𝐫 𝐭 𝐮 𝐞 𝐬 𝐕 𝐢 𝐫 𝐭 𝐮 𝐞 𝐬} ⌜ Nurturing & Benevolent Fun-Loving & Supportive Protective & Observant⌟	▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅	▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅ ^{███████████████ 𝐕 𝐢 𝐜 𝐞 𝐬 𝐕 𝐢 𝐜 𝐞 𝐬} ⌜ Aggressive & Hot-Headed Destructive & Stubborn Anxious & Calculating ⌟


	^{████████████████████████ т н є м σ я т α ℓ т н є м σ я т α ℓ} ⌜ 𝐀 𝐋 𝐈 𝐀 𝐒 ⌟ _{Jasmine Sahraoui} ⌜ 𝐑 𝐄 𝐂 𝐎 𝐑 𝐃 𝐄 𝐃 𝐀 𝐆 𝐄 ⌟ ₂₄ ⌜ 𝐒 𝐄 𝐗 𝐔 𝐀 𝐋 𝐈 𝐓 𝐘 & 𝐆 𝐄 𝐍 𝐃 𝐄 𝐑 ⌟ _{Heterosexual \| Female \| She/Her} ⌜ 𝐎 𝐂 𝐂 𝐔 𝐏 𝐀 𝐓 𝐈 𝐎 𝐍 ⌟ _{Bartender at Jade Jaguar (maybe more)}


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Those features of hers has also made her the consort of several Egyptian Gods but only one held her heart, Ra himself. Another very important point worth mentioning is that she was one of the numerous deities that was seen as the Eye of Ra, i.e. the feminine component of Ra. In that state, Hathor was the deity that kept Ra safe from his enemies. It also brought out the other side of her, one dark, vicious, and blood-thristy. She did not only punish and bring destruction to those that had threatened Ra but went on a rampage which needed to be stopped by her fellow Gods and Goddesses. There are two sides to every coin and she is very much the holder of this truth. Unfortunately, on a more personal level, Hathor’s love and affection went unanswered because of this same fact. While Ra had promised her the world and to be by his side as his wife, upon seeing certain aspects of her character and with Isis in his ear and openly displaying her attraction, he instead married the other goddess. Hathor was left with a broken hearted but still feeling the need to protect him as she had been made for him and by him. This left her conflicted, angry, hopeful, and saddened though fate seems to be kind in its punishment as he was betrayed by Isis. Set up with a trick to harm him and have his true name revealed (one Hathor never had been blessed with knowing) which give Isis more power. This chain of events lead to Osiris and her rise. It even became where Isis took away Hathor’s followers, the domains that were hers to be shared with this snake of a goddess, and even before their fall this was the start to making her forgotten. A relic of a different time.} ^{██████████████████████ 𝐁 𝐢 𝐨 𝐠 𝐫 𝐚 𝐩 𝐡 𝐲 𝐁 𝐢 𝐨 𝐠 𝐫 𝐚 𝐩 𝐡 𝐲} ⌜ м σ я т α ℓ ℓ ι f є ⌟ ^{Memories fade, different moments blurring and becoming insignificant with the passage of time but the important moments, the ones that change you…those stick forever. The fall was one such event that even through the years has not faded, still sharp as day it happened when recollected. I believed it to be a punishment back then, Isis and her lovers last slight against everyone that stood a chance to be in their way on the rise to power. It hurt being forced to the mortal realm instead of going by choice, cast out as it were but worse pain had been inflicted long before that moment. I felt an anger that this was all my time had amounted to before the death I believed would follow upon my descent. In fact it was not the end, but a new beginning, a start to walking among the mortals and partially experiencing their world. I was still a goddess in their eyes, recognized from the one day of the year my physical presence was shown, the drunken festival though obviously a bit of a difference with lacking certain features. I was lavished on hand and foot, gracing the pharaohs and palace with my very presence. Isis' power grew and so did her influence but my being physically within reach made it easier to pray or wish for blessing. My heart wept and when alone, so did my eyes, for I could not do more, my power was limited for them. Isis was truly taking up my true role as far as I knew and while I helped medically as much as possible, it didn’t feel like enough for what I was receiving. That was my first venture from my home land, leaving towards something new. It was selfish to run instead of speaking of concern but I was not yet acquainted with admitting imperfection and believed mortals could not understand the complexity of a goddess's emotions though they were truly not so different in many ways. At least I feel relieved that I passed on great knowledge for future generations before my departure. The mortals have a saying that seems universal, time heals all wounds. It is not something I have yet to find true. It sits like a festering wound, always ready to bleed at the most inopportune moment. If anything, I would state that time adjusts pain to become manageable, so constant that one gets used to its presence. That is what kept appearing with each new location, each failure for the times I tried to settle down or put full trust in the mortals. It wasn’t their fault, having so limited time and trying to learn what is the right move or finding a good way for themselves. They didn’t call it the sins of man for nothing but it left me far less hopeful in placing hope in them. Friendships, those were not so bad though caused a different kind of heartbreak. I went from healing, to playing house, to a spiral of drunkenness, falling into criminal work, and trying new activities to pique my interests or make me feel fulfilled. The times continued to evolve around me and as they changed, so did I. I adapted to the world around me and made sure that I was in locations that went best with the time, avoiding those that seemed troublesome unless I was able to be of assistance without much gawking. Some professions I revisited, mostly being a business owner, a doctor, part of the mafia, or a bartender as those played off of many of my needs that long ago were no longer needed of me as I became a legend or myth. I formed friendships with those like me, others that could understand my pain and also be comforted from my own understanding. They soothe aches and pain on my soul and I will forever be grateful for that. Not all past memories have been bad, some people and points in time being more precious than others. They are the memories I cherish, the ones that are sharply there and won’t fade even if sometimes it would be better if they did.} ^{██████████████████████ 𝐌 𝐨 𝐭 𝐢 𝐯 𝐚 𝐭 𝐢 𝐨 𝐧 𝐬 𝐌 𝐨 𝐭 𝐢 𝐯 𝐚 𝐭 𝐢 𝐨 𝐧 𝐬} ⌜ α м в ι т ι σ и ѕ ⌟ ^{While a part of her misses her old life…right now, she feels lost. The freedom to have fun and not worry about the multitude of ever changing duties expected of her is nice but now she feels like she is wandering with no purpose. She wants to find purpose, find a place to belong, to not be forgotten and to be loved. It sounds silly and broad in the scheme of things but that is what she truly strives for.} ⌜ f є α я ѕ ⌟ _{She fears the past repeating itself as in being left alone, forgotten, and a nuisance to those of her pantheon. That the friends she has made will be forced against her or their pantheons will not approve of her which will have her pushed away. She also fears that will always be the one to support everyone else and never be able to really care for herself as she leans on bad habits to push her own problems aside. She has moments she is confident but when it comes to the important things, the past haunts her and then she begins to falter in the present.}

In The Wards: A Grimdark Teenage Superhero Story → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

 
"I haven’t been everywhere, but it’s on my list."

Alias
Gress

Nicknames
Lia, Allie, Sunflower

Age
17

Gender
Female

Personality

Aaliyah is a bit of a perfectionist, always wanting things to be a certain way and being able to control her own world so to speak. She can be stubborn, headstrong, and extremely determined in some situations and for the times she isn’t, well, it would be hard for most to tell when those times are without being closer to her to see through the mask. The reason being that she just grins through the pain be it physical or emotional and tries to keep up a front. It is mostly because she deeply cares for others around her and would rather they not worry. She is kind, compassionate, and polite to everyone she meets. She will always try to be the first one to think positively or look for a better solution to a problem. Deep down, she is still exploring more of who she is and finding herself. She was never allowed to fully be who she was, always trying to live up to others' idea of how she should act so now she wants to just be her even if that ends up being problematic. 

Appearance

Massive amounts of curly chocolate colored hair falls just to the base of her shoulders when it isn’t puffing itself into a natural afro, brushing up against the caramel skin of her cheeks and framing her jawline. The gentle features of her face show a pair of doe-like eyes that are almost obsidian in color with how dark brown they are, a petite nose, and full rosy lips that usually are curved into a smile or small smirk. She stands about 5’7, tall enough as they say but not anything impressive by any means but all her height mostly comes from her long legs. She has soft hourglass curves and is quite ample in certain areas though she doesn't really notice herself. Her limbs, although more lean than athletic bulk in way of looks, are actually quite strong from years of gymnastics and training to protect herself. 

Aaliyah has a pretty laid back and casual style, fine with just jeans/leggings and whatever shirt she grabbed that morning. She doesn't mind showing a bit of skin, confident with her looks but it is usually reserved for tank tops, off the shoulder shirts, or shorts since skirts/dresses are too free flowing. She has no trouble adjusting dress code to fit a current occasion if something else is needed, but otherwise comfy all the way since that is her jive. The only loose or baggy items she wears are usually hoodies/jackets. 

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When requesting a design, she really pushed the Fashionista to the limit with the offer in creating an outfit. She even waited weeks longer than most in hoping to see the completion and it paid off in her opinion. It took a bit of more tinker flare to do so but she is forever grateful to be able to free up more possibility with her powers due to the design. Her boots and gloves are made special to withstand impact from greater than average falls without damage to her body. Everything has their limits of course but this gives her a greater chance if unsafe maneuvers are needed. In addition, a mask was made to support her in different environments such as water but is weak to gas attack since some things are easier to filter than others, just like any normal gas mask. 

Biography

Aaliyah doesn’t remember much from the younger years of her childhood. According to her adoptive parents, the accident that resulted in her becoming orphaned also is the reason for her memory gap but it could also be blamed on how young she was. She tries not to speak of it and will generally avoid questioning into her past as she doesn’t wish to upset her parents on such a sensitive subject. Other than that unfortunate experience, she has had a relatively normal childhood. She grew up in a nice neighborhood, white picket fences with friendly neighbors and her parents were always there to support her in being her best self. They made sure that she worked hard to be the perfect student, that she was always polite or well mannered, and were active in her daily activities and new interests as to curb any bad habits. Did they tend to be overprotective and a kind of pair helicopter parents? Sure. Were they embarrassing as well as frustrating? Yeah, but they just wanted her to be the best. It wasn’t their fault that they went overboard sometimes and were domineering. It just meant she needed to work harder so they wouldn’t have to worry as much.

They could be a bit strict or overbearing by some peoples standards, a fact she had learned once she finally went to public school during her last year of highschool instead of being homeschooled. A lot of the teens were allowed privileges that she was not but her parents always had reasonable explanations for wanting her to avoid certain things or rejecting her wishes. She was far too busy with studying and doing extracurricular activities to do those kinds of silly things anyway or at least that is what she told herself. It wasn’t like they didn’t reward her for a job well done and they always tried to shower her with affection. It just was sometimes she wanted to make the wrong choice and learn things for herself. She just wanted a sliver of freedom. Instead, she grinned and bore it, that’s how you get through difficult times or challenges after all. 

It wasn’t until the trigger that everything seemed to turn on its head, a real change of pace. For the first time, she felt real freedom and rushed to grasp it. She didn’t waste a moment to pack up her things and hit the road, wanting to find her own place in the world. It was a struggle at first since she didn’t have much in the way of money and certainly didn’t have a place to stay but she wasn’t going back. The streets became her new home for a while, a few good people taking pity on her now and then. It was rough but nothing she wouldn’t have chosen to do again if she had the chance for a do-over. It was a month or so into homelessness that she heard of the Ward Initiative. Aaliyah instantly made her way there, being one of the first willing volunteers. She was not only desperate but she truly wanted to do something good and help those in need. She wanted to be a part of something greater than herself.

Powers/Skills

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Aaliyah can create two interconnecting portals of various sizes to any desired location for the transport of people/objects. However, the more people or objects the portal takes in means more energy to keep the portal open and stable as they do so. The same goes for how big the portal is and the distance involved. One person is easy to maintain, distance hardly a factor though it is easier if she has been there before or seen at least a detailed picture of the location. The more people/objects you add, the less distance it is safe to travel without failure. 

Think of it like an elevator, there is a max…keep filling it up past the point then the elevator breaks down, only this one doesn’t come with a repair service and stopping isn’t an option. It means very bad things can happen during a collapse. It could be as simple as being dropped somewhere between the destinations, it could mean being flung somewhere and hoping to land nicely or are not too high up, or could mean leaving parts behind which is the only nice way of putting it. Point is, neither she nor those joining want to have this happen. 

Objects are of less importance during a collapse but it still isn’t helpful to have lost objects scattered about or falling from random places. She usually only uses objects as projectiles which means a lot of speed and gravity goes into it so it could be worrisome if a portal doesn’t hold. 

An active portal is an active portal, meaning she doesn’t have a choice on what or who wants to go in. If it’s open then anyone or anything is free to transverse from one side to the other. This can be good or bad depending. It is why she has to keep full concentration on what she is doing and adjust accordingly to the surprise. 

.•° ✿ °•.

•Acrobatic
She has done gymnastics from a very young age and kept with it throughout the years, only recently pausing for a bit because of her home situation. She knows how to push her body to the limits without injuring herself and has built endurance and stamina. The years of training have also made her flexible, strong, and developed faster reflexes.

•Martial Arts
She is mostly self taught, this very much frowned upon by her parents so she kept it up in secret. She did take a few official training classes here and there so she definitely isn’t totally defenseless. She is no where near a master level and needs much more training to gain her full potential. She is fantastic at dodging and tries to use her opponent strength against them.

•Drawing/Art
She is extremely good at art in general and could have easily taken up a career in this field if she wanted. She loves to draw and design, mostly landscapes but every now and then she will just doodle what is around her. It helps keep her calm and clear her mind. 

•Acting
If she was lying/acting than one would never know it. She can spout a lie or spin a tale without so much as a raise in heart rate. She is quick on her feet and slips into roles like wearing a new pair of shoes.

Other
• Is claustrophobic and not very fond of the dark
• She is excellent at lock-picking but doesn’t really need the skill anymore

Shapeshifting is kinda cool? It’s hard to pick lol

In The Wards: A Grimdark Teenage Superhero Story → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

 
"I haven’t been everywhere, but it’s on my list."

Alias
Gress

Nicknames
Lia, Allie, Sunflower

Age
17

Gender
Female

Personality

Aaliyah is a bit of a perfectionist, always wanting things to be a certain way and being able to control her own world so to speak. She can be stubborn, headstrong, and extremely determined in some situations and for the times she isn’t, well, it would be hard for most to tell when those times are without being closer to her to see through the mask. The reason being that she just grins through the pain be it physical or emotional and tries to keep up a front. It is mostly because she deeply cares for others around her and would rather they not worry. She is kind, compassionate, and polite to everyone she meets. She will always try to be the first one to think positively or look for a better solution to a problem. Deep down, she is still exploring more of who she is and finding herself. She was never allowed to fully be who she was, always trying to live up to others' idea of how she should act so now she wants to just be her even if that ends up being problematic. 

Appearance

Massive amounts of curly chocolate colored hair falls just to the base of her shoulders when it isn’t puffing itself into a natural afro, brushing up against the caramel skin of her cheeks and framing her jawline. The gentle features of her face show a pair of doe-like eyes that are almost obsidian in color with how dark brown they are, a petite nose, and full rosy lips that usually are curved into a smile or small smirk. She stands about 5’7, tall enough as they say but not anything impressive by any means but all her height mostly comes from her long legs. She has soft hourglass curves and is quite ample in certain areas though she doesn't really notice herself. Her limbs, although more lean than athletic bulk in way of looks, are actually quite strong from years of gymnastics and training to protect herself. 

Aaliyah has a pretty laid back and casual style, fine with just jeans/leggings and whatever shirt she grabbed that morning. She doesn't mind showing a bit of skin, confident with her looks but it is usually reserved for tank tops, off the shoulder shirts, or shorts since skirts/dresses are too free flowing. She has no trouble adjusting dress code to fit a current occasion if something else is needed, but otherwise comfy all the way since that is her jive. The only loose or baggy items she wears are usually hoodies/jackets. 

.•° ✿ °•.

When requesting a design, she really pushed the Fashionista to the limit with the offer in creating an outfit. She even waited weeks longer than most in hoping to see the completion and it paid off in her opinion. It took a bit of more tinker flare to do so but she is forever grateful to be able to free up more possibility with her powers due to the design. Her boots and gloves are made special to withstand impact from greater than average falls without damage to her body. Everything has their limits of course but this gives her a greater chance if unsafe maneuvers are needed. In addition, a mask was made to support her in different environments such as water but is weak to gas attack since some things are easier to filter than others, just like any normal gas mask. 

Biography

Aaliyah doesn’t remember much from the younger years of her childhood. According to her adoptive parents, the accident that resulted in her becoming orphaned also is the reason for her memory gap but it could also be blamed on how young she was. She tries not to speak of it and will generally avoid questioning into her past as she doesn’t wish to upset her parents on such a sensitive subject. Other than that unfortunate experience, she has had a relatively normal childhood. She grew up in a nice neighborhood, white picket fences with friendly neighbors and her parents were always there to support her in being her best self. They made sure that she worked hard to be the perfect student, that she was always polite or well mannered, and were active in her daily activities and new interests as to curb any bad habits. Did they tend to be overprotective and a kind of pair helicopter parents? Sure. Were they embarrassing as well as frustrating? Yeah, but they just wanted her to be the best. It wasn’t their fault that they went overboard sometimes and were domineering. It just meant she needed to work harder so they wouldn’t have to worry as much.

They could be a bit strict or overbearing by some peoples standards, a fact she had learned once she finally went to public school during her first year of highschool instead of being homeschooled. A lot of the teens were allowed privileges that she was not but her parents always had reasonable explanations for wanting her to avoid certain things or rejecting her wishes. She was far too busy with studying and doing extracurricular activities to do those kinds of silly things anyway or at least that is what she told herself. It wasn’t like they didn’t reward her for a job well done and they always tried to shower her with affection. It just was sometimes she wanted to make the wrong choice and learn things for herself. She just wanted a sliver of freedom. Instead, she grinned and bore it, that’s how you get through difficult times or challenges after all. 

It wasn’t until the trigger that everything seemed to turn on its head, a real change of pace. For the first time, she felt real freedom and rushed to grasp it. She didn’t waste a moment to pack up her things and hit the road, wanting to find her own place in the world. It was a struggle at first since she didn’t have much in the way of money and certainly didn’t have a place to stay but she wasn’t going back. The streets became her new home for a while, a few good people taking pity on her now and then. It was rough but nothing she wouldn’t have chosen to do again if she had the chance for a do-over. It was a month or so into homelessness that she heard of the Ward Initiative. Aaliyah instantly made her way there, being one of the first willing volunteers. She was not only desperate but she truly wanted to do something good and help those in need. She wanted to be a part of something greater than herself.

Powers/Skills

╭─────────╮    ╭─────────╮
Main ClassSub-Class
MOVERBLASTER
╰─────────╯    ╰─────────╯

Aaliyah can create two interconnecting portals of various sizes to any desired location for the transport of people/objects. However, the more people or objects the portal takes in means more energy to keep the portal open and stable as they do so. The same goes for how big the portal is and the distance involved. One person is easy to maintain, distance hardly a factor though it is easier if she has been there before or seen at least a detailed picture of the location. The more people/objects you add, the less distance it is safe to travel without failure. 

Think of it like an elevator, there is a max…keep filling it up past the point then the elevator breaks down, only this one doesn’t come with a repair service and stopping isn’t an option. It means very bad things can happen during a collapse. It could be as simple as being dropped somewhere between the destinations, it could mean being flung somewhere and hoping to land nicely or are not too high up, or could mean leaving parts behind which is the only nice way of putting it. Point is, neither she nor those joining want to have this happen. 

Objects are of less importance during a collapse but it still isn’t helpful to have lost objects scattered about or falling from random places. She usually only uses objects as projectiles which means a lot of speed and gravity goes into it so it could be worrisome if a portal doesn’t hold. 

An active portal is an active portal, meaning she doesn’t have a choice on what or who wants to go in. If it’s open then anyone or anything is free to transverse from one side to the other. This can be good or bad depending. It is why she has to keep full concentration on what she is doing and adjust accordingly to the surprise. 

.•° ✿ °•.

•Acrobatic
She has done gymnastics from a very young age and kept with it throughout the years, only recently pausing for a bit because of her home situation. She knows how to push her body to the limits without injuring herself and has built endurance and stamina. The years of training have also made her flexible, strong, and developed faster reflexes.

•Martial Arts
She is mostly self taught, this very much frowned upon by her parents so she kept it up in secret. She did take a few official training classes here and there so she definitely isn’t totally defenseless. She is no where near a master level and needs much more training to gain her full potential. She is fantastic at dodging and tries to use her opponent strength against them.

•Drawing/Art
She is extremely good at art in general and could have easily taken up a career in this field if she wanted. She loves to draw and design, mostly landscapes but every now and then she will just doodle what is around her. It helps keep her calm and clear her mind. 

•Acting
If she was lying/acting than one would never know it. She can spout a lie or spin a tale without so much as a raise in heart rate. She is quick on her feet and slips into roles like wearing a new pair of shoes.

Other
• Is claustrophobic and not very fond of the dark
• She is excellent at lock-picking but doesn’t really need the skill anymore

Shapeshifting is kinda cool? It’s hard to pick lol

Just gonna put this here >.>

In Delbrook Academy: Senior Year [ FULL ] → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

@LovelyComplex@Hey Im Jordan

Hello and welcome!! Yes, we are still accepting writers. Come join the discord when you have a moment to keep up with announcements and important information!

In 𝘿𝙀𝙎𝘾𝙀𝙉𝙎𝙄𝙊𝙉 ⌜ᴀ ɢᴏᴅ ʀᴏʟᴇᴘʟᴀʏ⌟ → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Ready for reviewing I guess? XD

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⌜ 𝐄 𝐏 𝐈 𝐓 𝐇 𝐄 𝐓 ⌟
The Great One of Many Names | The Golden One | Lady of the West | Eye of Ra

⌜ 𝐃 𝐎 𝐌 𝐀 𝐈 𝐍 ⌟
Beauty, Dance, Destruction, Drunkenness, Fertility, Joy, Love, Mothers, Music, Protection, Sexuality, Sky, Stars, Women

⌜ 𝐏 𝐀 𝐍 𝐓 𝐇 𝐄 𝐎 𝐍 ⌟
Egyptian
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𝐃 𝐈 𝐕 𝐈 𝐍 𝐄 ♉︎ 𝐏 𝐎 𝐖 𝐄 𝐑 𝐒 
𝐼 𝒷𝓊𝓇𝒾𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓊𝓃𝓈𝑒𝑒𝓂𝓁𝓎 𝓊𝓇𝑔𝑒𝓈

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𝐕 𝐢 𝐫 𝐭 𝐮 𝐞 𝐬

⌜ Nurturing & Benevolent

Fun-Loving & Supportive 

Protective  & Observant⌟
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⌜ Aggressive & Hot-Headed

Destructive & Stubborn 

Anxious & Calculating ⌟

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⌜ 𝐀 𝐋 𝐈 𝐀 𝐒 ⌟
Jasmine Sahraoui

⌜ 𝐑 𝐄 𝐂 𝐎 𝐑 𝐃 𝐄 𝐃   𝐀 𝐆 𝐄 ⌟
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⌜ 𝐒 𝐄 𝐗 𝐔 𝐀 𝐋 𝐈 𝐓 𝐘   &   𝐆 𝐄 𝐍 𝐃 𝐄 𝐑 ⌟
Heterosexual | Female | She/Her 

⌜ 𝐎 𝐂 𝐂 𝐔 𝐏 𝐀 𝐓 𝐈 𝐎 𝐍 ⌟
Bartender at Jade Jaguar (maybe more)


𝐋 𝐈 𝐅 𝐄 ♉︎ 𝐒 𝐓 𝐎 𝐑 𝐘 
𝐵𝓊𝓉 𝒾𝓉'𝓈 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓊𝓅 𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓊𝓇𝒻𝒶𝒸𝑒
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⌜ 𝕯 𝖎 𝖛 𝖎 𝖓 𝖊   𝕷 𝖎 𝖋 𝖊 ⌟
 Hathor has always been there, emerging from the primordial waters at the beginning of time when Ra created her to be his. She has helped mortals with love and fertility, leading them to the creation of life. She is the one that has protected mothers as they carry and breathes life into every child born so they can take their first breath. It is said that her protection can even reach beyond those of mothers and in the past she was called upon by soldiers for her strength and concentration during battle but she will not confirm or deny these facts. Her protection does however extend beyond the living as she welcomes souls into the land of the dead, helping and protecting them on their journey into the afterlife or onto judgement. 

Due to her being feminine in nature, Hathor’s sphere of influence included music, dance, and sexuality. Those features of hers has also made her the consort of several Egyptian Gods but only one held her heart, Ra himself. Another very important point worth mentioning is that she was one of the numerous deities that was seen as the Eye of Ra, i.e. the feminine component of Ra. In that state, Hathor was the deity that kept Ra safe from his enemies. It also brought out the other side of her, one dark, vicious, and blood-thristy. She did not only punish and bring destruction to those that had threatened Ra but went on a rampage which needed to be stopped by her fellow Gods and Goddesses. There are two sides to every coin and she is very much the holder of this truth.

Unfortunately, on a more personal level, Hathor’s love and affection went unanswered because of this same fact. While Ra had promised her the world and to be by his side as his wife, upon seeing certain aspects of her character and with Isis in his ear and openly displaying her attraction, he instead married the other goddess. Hathor was left with a broken hearted but still feeling the need to protect him as she had been made for him and by him. This left her conflicted, angry, hopeful, and saddened though fate seems to be kind in its punishment as he was betrayed by Isis. Set up with a trick to harm him and have his true name revealed (one Hathor never had been blessed with knowing) which give Isis more power. This chain of events lead to Osiris and her rise. It even became where Isis took away Hathor’s followers, the domains that were hers to be shared with this snake of a goddess, and even before their fall this was the start to making her forgotten. A relic of a different time. 

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𝐁 𝐢 𝐨 𝐠 𝐫 𝐚 𝐩 𝐡 𝐲

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 Memories fade, different moments blurring and becoming insignificant with the passage of time but the important moments, the ones that change you…those stick forever. The fall was one such event that even through the years has not faded, still sharp as day it happened when recollected. I believed it to be a punishment back then, Isis and her lovers last slight against everyone that stood a chance to be in their way on the rise to power. It hurt being forced to the mortal realm instead of going by choice, cast out as it were but worse pain had been inflicted long before that moment. I felt an anger that this was all my time had amounted to before the death I believed would follow upon my descent. In fact it was not the end, but a new beginning, a start to walking among the mortals and partially experiencing their world. 

I was still a goddess in their eyes, recognized from the one day of the year my physical presence was shown, the drunken festival though obviously a bit of a difference with lacking certain features. I was lavished on hand and foot, gracing the pharaohs and palace with my very presence. Isis' power grew and so did her influence but my being physically within reach made it easier to pray or wish for blessing. My heart wept and when alone, so did my eyes, for I could not do more, my power was limited for them. Isis was truly taking up my true role as far as I knew and while I helped medically as much as possible, it didn’t feel like enough for what I was receiving. That was my first venture from my home land, leaving towards something new. It was selfish to run instead of speaking of concern but I was not yet acquainted with admitting imperfection and believed mortals could not understand the complexity of a goddess's emotions though they were truly not so different in many ways. At least I feel relieved that I passed on great knowledge for future generations before my departure. 

The mortals have a saying that seems universal, time heals all wounds. It is not something I have yet to find true. It sits like a festering wound, always ready to bleed at the most inopportune moment. If anything, I would state that time adjusts pain to become manageable, so constant that one gets used to its presence. That is what kept appearing with each new location, each failure for the times I tried to settle down or put full trust in the mortals. It wasn’t their fault, having so limited time and trying to learn what is the right move or finding a good way for themselves. They didn’t call it the sins of man for nothing but it left me far less hopeful in placing hope in them. Friendships, those were not so bad though caused a different kind of heartbreak. I went from healing, to playing house, to a spiral of drunkenness, falling into criminal work, and trying new activities to pique my interests or make me feel fulfilled. The times continued to evolve around me and as they changed, so did I. 

I adapted to the world around me and made sure that I was in locations that went best with the time, avoiding those that seemed troublesome unless I was able to be of assistance without much gawking. Some professions I revisited, mostly being a business owner, a doctor, part of the mafia, or a bartender as those played off of many of my needs that long ago were no longer needed of me as I became a legend or myth. I formed friendships with those like me, others that could understand my pain and also be comforted from my own understanding. They soothe aches and pain on my soul and I will forever be grateful for that. Not all past memories have been bad, some people and points in time being more precious than others. They are the memories I cherish, the ones that are sharply there and won’t fade even if sometimes it would be better if they did.

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𝐌 𝐨 𝐭 𝐢 𝐯 𝐚 𝐭 𝐢 𝐨 𝐧 𝐬

⌜ α м в ι т ι σ и ѕ ⌟
 While a part of her misses her old life…right now, she feels lost. The freedom to have fun and not worry about the multitude of ever changing duties expected of her is nice but now she feels like she is wandering with no purpose. She wants to find purpose, find a place to belong, to not be forgotten and to be loved. It sounds silly and broad in the scheme of things but that is what she truly strives for.

⌜ f є α я ѕ ⌟
 She fears the past repeating itself as in being left alone, forgotten, and a nuisance to those of her pantheon. That the friends she has made will be forced against her or their pantheons will not approve of her which will have her pushed away. She also fears that will always be the one to support everyone else and never be able to really care for herself as she leans on bad habits to push her own problems aside. She has moments she is confident but when it comes to the important things, the past haunts her and then she begins to falter in the present. 


	^{Imaan Hammam \| #DC143C} ^{████████████████████████ 𝕿 𝖍 𝖊 𝕯 𝖎 𝖛 𝖎 𝖓 𝖊 𝕿 𝖍 𝖊 𝕯 𝖎 𝖛 𝖎 𝖓 𝖊} ⌜ 𝐄 𝐏 𝐈 𝐓 𝐇 𝐄 𝐓 ⌟ _{The Great One of Many Names \| The Golden One \| Lady of the West \| Eye of Ra} ⌜ 𝐃 𝐎 𝐌 𝐀 𝐈 𝐍 ⌟ _{_{Beauty, Dance, Destruction, Drunkenness, Fertility, Joy, Love, Mothers, Music, Protection, Sexuality, Sky, Stars, Women}} ⌜ 𝐏 𝐀 𝐍 𝐓 𝐇 𝐄 𝐎 𝐍 ⌟ _Egyptian ♉︎


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	^{████████████████████████ т н є м σ я т α ℓ т н є м σ я т α ℓ} ⌜ 𝐀 𝐋 𝐈 𝐀 𝐒 ⌟ _{Jasmine Sahraoui} ⌜ 𝐑 𝐄 𝐂 𝐎 𝐑 𝐃 𝐄 𝐃 𝐀 𝐆 𝐄 ⌟ ₂₄ ⌜ 𝐒 𝐄 𝐗 𝐔 𝐀 𝐋 𝐈 𝐓 𝐘 & 𝐆 𝐄 𝐍 𝐃 𝐄 𝐑 ⌟ _{Heterosexual \| Female \| She/Her} ⌜ 𝐎 𝐂 𝐂 𝐔 𝐏 𝐀 𝐓 𝐈 𝐎 𝐍 ⌟ _{Bartender at Jade Jaguar (maybe more)}


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Those features of hers has also made her the consort of several Egyptian Gods but only one held her heart, Ra himself. Another very important point worth mentioning is that she was one of the numerous deities that was seen as the Eye of Ra, i.e. the feminine component of Ra. In that state, Hathor was the deity that kept Ra safe from his enemies. It also brought out the other side of her, one dark, vicious, and blood-thristy. She did not only punish and bring destruction to those that had threatened Ra but went on a rampage which needed to be stopped by her fellow Gods and Goddesses. There are two sides to every coin and she is very much the holder of this truth. Unfortunately, on a more personal level, Hathor’s love and affection went unanswered because of this same fact. While Ra had promised her the world and to be by his side as his wife, upon seeing certain aspects of her character and with Isis in his ear and openly displaying her attraction, he instead married the other goddess. Hathor was left with a broken hearted but still feeling the need to protect him as she had been made for him and by him. This left her conflicted, angry, hopeful, and saddened though fate seems to be kind in its punishment as he was betrayed by Isis. Set up with a trick to harm him and have his true name revealed (one Hathor never had been blessed with knowing) which give Isis more power. This chain of events lead to Osiris and her rise. It even became where Isis took away Hathor’s followers, the domains that were hers to be shared with this snake of a goddess, and even before their fall this was the start to making her forgotten. A relic of a different time.} ^{██████████████████████ 𝐁 𝐢 𝐨 𝐠 𝐫 𝐚 𝐩 𝐡 𝐲 𝐁 𝐢 𝐨 𝐠 𝐫 𝐚 𝐩 𝐡 𝐲} ⌜ м σ я т α ℓ ℓ ι f є ⌟ ^{Memories fade, different moments blurring and becoming insignificant with the passage of time but the important moments, the ones that change you…those stick forever. The fall was one such event that even through the years has not faded, still sharp as day it happened when recollected. I believed it to be a punishment back then, Isis and her lovers last slight against everyone that stood a chance to be in their way on the rise to power. It hurt being forced to the mortal realm instead of going by choice, cast out as it were but worse pain had been inflicted long before that moment. I felt an anger that this was all my time had amounted to before the death I believed would follow upon my descent. In fact it was not the end, but a new beginning, a start to walking among the mortals and partially experiencing their world. I was still a goddess in their eyes, recognized from the one day of the year my physical presence was shown, the drunken festival though obviously a bit of a difference with lacking certain features. I was lavished on hand and foot, gracing the pharaohs and palace with my very presence. Isis' power grew and so did her influence but my being physically within reach made it easier to pray or wish for blessing. My heart wept and when alone, so did my eyes, for I could not do more, my power was limited for them. Isis was truly taking up my true role as far as I knew and while I helped medically as much as possible, it didn’t feel like enough for what I was receiving. That was my first venture from my home land, leaving towards something new. It was selfish to run instead of speaking of concern but I was not yet acquainted with admitting imperfection and believed mortals could not understand the complexity of a goddess's emotions though they were truly not so different in many ways. At least I feel relieved that I passed on great knowledge for future generations before my departure. The mortals have a saying that seems universal, time heals all wounds. It is not something I have yet to find true. It sits like a festering wound, always ready to bleed at the most inopportune moment. If anything, I would state that time adjusts pain to become manageable, so constant that one gets used to its presence. That is what kept appearing with each new location, each failure for the times I tried to settle down or put full trust in the mortals. It wasn’t their fault, having so limited time and trying to learn what is the right move or finding a good way for themselves. They didn’t call it the sins of man for nothing but it left me far less hopeful in placing hope in them. Friendships, those were not so bad though caused a different kind of heartbreak. I went from healing, to playing house, to a spiral of drunkenness, falling into criminal work, and trying new activities to pique my interests or make me feel fulfilled. The times continued to evolve around me and as they changed, so did I. I adapted to the world around me and made sure that I was in locations that went best with the time, avoiding those that seemed troublesome unless I was able to be of assistance without much gawking. Some professions I revisited, mostly being a business owner, a doctor, part of the mafia, or a bartender as those played off of many of my needs that long ago were no longer needed of me as I became a legend or myth. I formed friendships with those like me, others that could understand my pain and also be comforted from my own understanding. They soothe aches and pain on my soul and I will forever be grateful for that. Not all past memories have been bad, some people and points in time being more precious than others. They are the memories I cherish, the ones that are sharply there and won’t fade even if sometimes it would be better if they did.} ^{██████████████████████ 𝐌 𝐨 𝐭 𝐢 𝐯 𝐚 𝐭 𝐢 𝐨 𝐧 𝐬 𝐌 𝐨 𝐭 𝐢 𝐯 𝐚 𝐭 𝐢 𝐨 𝐧 𝐬} ⌜ α м в ι т ι σ и ѕ ⌟ ^{While a part of her misses her old life…right now, she feels lost. The freedom to have fun and not worry about the multitude of ever changing duties expected of her is nice but now she feels like she is wandering with no purpose. She wants to find purpose, find a place to belong, to not be forgotten and to be loved. It sounds silly and broad in the scheme of things but that is what she truly strives for.} ⌜ f є α я ѕ ⌟ _{She fears the past repeating itself as in being left alone, forgotten, and a nuisance to those of her pantheon. That the friends she has made will be forced against her or their pantheons will not approve of her which will have her pushed away. She also fears that will always be the one to support everyone else and never be able to really care for herself as she leans on bad habits to push her own problems aside. She has moments she is confident but when it comes to the important things, the past haunts her and then she begins to falter in the present.}

In Descension {A God RP} → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Interest Checks

Still needs Mortal Bio and not sure if some things are still acceptable but here it is for now.

G o d d e s s  o͏ f͏   M a n y   N a m e s
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Imaan Hammam | #DC143C
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𝕿 𝖍 𝖊   𝕯 𝖎 𝖛 𝖎 𝖓 𝖊


⌜ 𝐄 𝐏 𝐈 𝐓 𝐇 𝐄 𝐓 ⌟
The Great One of Many Names | The Golden One | Lady of the West | Eye of Ra

⌜ 𝐃 𝐎 𝐌 𝐀 𝐈 𝐍 ⌟
Beauty, Dance, Destruction, Drunkenness, Fertility, Joy, Love, Mothers, Music, Protection, Sexuality, Sky, Stars, Women

⌜ 𝐏 𝐀 𝐍 𝐓 𝐇 𝐄 𝐎 𝐍 ⌟
Egyptian
♉︎
𝐃 𝐈 𝐕 𝐈 𝐍 𝐄 ♉︎ 𝐏 𝐎 𝐖 𝐄 𝐑 𝐒 
𝐼 𝒷𝓊𝓇𝒾𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓊𝓃𝓈𝑒𝑒𝓂𝓁𝓎 𝓊𝓇𝑔𝑒𝓈

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 She has the ability to numb/remove physical and/or emotional pain from others but instead inflicts the person’s pain onto herself.

𝐈 𝐍 𝐍 𝐄 𝐑 ♉︎ 𝐒 𝐄 𝐋 𝐅 
𝒟𝑒𝑒𝓅 𝒹𝑜𝓌𝓃 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑔𝓇𝑜𝓊𝓃𝒹 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓇𝑜𝑜𝓉𝓈
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𝐕 𝐢 𝐫 𝐭 𝐮 𝐞 𝐬

⌜ Nurturing & Benevolent

Fun-Loving & Supportive 

Protective  & Observant⌟
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⌜ Aggressive & Hot-Headed

Destructive & Stubborn 

Anxious & Calculating ⌟

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⌜ 𝐀 𝐋 𝐈 𝐀 𝐒 ⌟
Jasmine Sahraoui

⌜ 𝐑 𝐄 𝐂 𝐎 𝐑 𝐃 𝐄 𝐃   𝐀 𝐆 𝐄 ⌟
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⌜ 𝐒 𝐄 𝐗 𝐔 𝐀 𝐋 𝐈 𝐓 𝐘   &   𝐆 𝐄 𝐍 𝐃 𝐄 𝐑 ⌟
Heterosexual | Female | She/Her 

⌜ 𝐎 𝐂 𝐂 𝐔 𝐏 𝐀 𝐓 𝐈 𝐎 𝐍 ⌟
Bartender at Jade Jaguar (maybe more)


𝐋 𝐈 𝐅 𝐄 ♉︎ 𝐒 𝐓 𝐎 𝐑 𝐘 
𝐵𝓊𝓉 𝒾𝓉'𝓈 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓊𝓅 𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓊𝓇𝒻𝒶𝒸𝑒
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𝐌 𝐲 𝐭 𝐡 𝐨 𝐥 𝐨 𝐠 𝐲  
𝐌 𝐲 𝐭 𝐡 𝐨 𝐥 𝐨 𝐠 𝐲

⌜ 𝕯 𝖎 𝖛 𝖎 𝖓 𝖊   𝕷 𝖎 𝖋 𝖊 ⌟
 Hathor has always been there, emerging from the primordial waters at the beginning of time when Ra created her to be his. She has helped mortals with love and fertility, leading them to the creation of life. She is the one that has protected mothers as they carry and breathes life into every child born so they can take their first breath. It is said that her protection can even reach beyond those of mothers and in the past she was called upon by soldiers for her strength and concentration during battle but she will not confirm or deny these facts. Her protection does however extend beyond the living as she welcomes souls into the land of the dead, helping and protecting them on their journey into the afterlife or onto judgement. 

Due to her being feminine in nature, Hathor’s sphere of influence included music, dance, and sexuality. Those features of hers has also made her the consort of several Egyptian Gods but only one held her heart, Ra himself. Another very important point worth mentioning is that she was one of the numerous deities that was seen as the Eye of Ra, i.e. the feminine component of Ra. In that state, Hathor was the deity that kept Ra safe from his enemies. It also brought out the other side of her, one dark, vicious, and blood-thristy. She did not only punish and bring destruction to those that had threatened Ra but went on a rampage which needed to be stopped by her fellow Gods and Goddesses. There are two sides to every coin and she is very much the holder of this truth.

Unfortunately, on a more personal level, Hathor’s love and affection went unanswered because of this same fact. While Ra had promised her the world and to be by his side as his wife, upon seeing certain aspects of her character and with Isis in his ear and openly displaying her attraction, he instead married the other goddess. Hathor was left with a broken hearted but still feeling the need to protect him as she had been made for him and by him. This left her conflicted, angry, hopeful, and saddened though fate seems to be kind in its punishment as he was betrayed by Isis. Set up with a trick to harm him and have his true name revealed (one Hathor never had been blessed with knowing) which give Isis more power. This chain of events lead to Osiris and her rise. It even became where Isis took away Hathor’s followers, the domains that were hers to be shared with this snake of a goddess, and even before their fall this was the start to making her forgotten. A relic of a different time. 

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𝐁 𝐢 𝐨 𝐠 𝐫 𝐚 𝐩 𝐡 𝐲  
𝐁 𝐢 𝐨 𝐠 𝐫 𝐚 𝐩 𝐡 𝐲

⌜ м σ я т α ℓ   ℓ ι f є ⌟
WIP

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𝐌 𝐨 𝐭 𝐢 𝐯 𝐚 𝐭 𝐢 𝐨 𝐧 𝐬  
𝐌 𝐨 𝐭 𝐢 𝐯 𝐚 𝐭 𝐢 𝐨 𝐧 𝐬

⌜ α м в ι т ι σ и ѕ ⌟
 While a part of her misses her old life…right now, she feels lost. The freedom to have fun and not worry about the multitude of ever changing duties expected of her is nice but now she feels like she is wandering with no purpose. She wants to find purpose, find a place to belong, to not be forgotten and to be loved. It sounds silly and broad in the scheme of things but that is what she truly strives for.

⌜ f є α я ѕ ⌟
 She fears the past repeating itself as in being left alone, forgotten, and a nuisance to those of her pantheon. That the friends she has made will be forced against her or their pantheons will not approve of her which will have her pushed away. She also fears that will always be the one to support everyone else and never be able to really care for herself as she leans on bad habits to push her own problems aside. She has moments she is confident but when it comes to the important things, the past haunts her and then she begins to falter in the present. 


	^{Imaan Hammam \| #DC143C} ^{████████████████████████ 𝕿 𝖍 𝖊 𝕯 𝖎 𝖛 𝖎 𝖓 𝖊 𝕿 𝖍 𝖊 𝕯 𝖎 𝖛 𝖎 𝖓 𝖊} ⌜ 𝐄 𝐏 𝐈 𝐓 𝐇 𝐄 𝐓 ⌟ _{The Great One of Many Names \| The Golden One \| Lady of the West \| Eye of Ra} ⌜ 𝐃 𝐎 𝐌 𝐀 𝐈 𝐍 ⌟ _{_{Beauty, Dance, Destruction, Drunkenness, Fertility, Joy, Love, Mothers, Music, Protection, Sexuality, Sky, Stars, Women}} ⌜ 𝐏 𝐀 𝐍 𝐓 𝐇 𝐄 𝐎 𝐍 ⌟ _Egyptian ♉︎


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	^{████████████████████████ т н є м σ я т α ℓ т н є м σ я т α ℓ} ⌜ 𝐀 𝐋 𝐈 𝐀 𝐒 ⌟ _{Jasmine Sahraoui} ⌜ 𝐑 𝐄 𝐂 𝐎 𝐑 𝐃 𝐄 𝐃 𝐀 𝐆 𝐄 ⌟ ₂₄ ⌜ 𝐒 𝐄 𝐗 𝐔 𝐀 𝐋 𝐈 𝐓 𝐘 & 𝐆 𝐄 𝐍 𝐃 𝐄 𝐑 ⌟ _{Heterosexual \| Female \| She/Her} ⌜ 𝐎 𝐂 𝐂 𝐔 𝐏 𝐀 𝐓 𝐈 𝐎 𝐍 ⌟ _{Bartender at Jade Jaguar (maybe more)}


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In Descension {A God RP} → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Interest Checks

Well, you know for sure I’m here! Wouldn’t miss this for the world!

In Delbrook Academy: Senior Year [ FULL ] → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

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Someday I'm going to die and I don't have time to toe-dance around the periphery of hatred.” 
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N A M E
Jordan Hall
    ∞ Snapdragon
     ∞ Hall

O N L I N E - N A M E
∞ KissMyGrits

A G E
1st of April - Eighteen 

G E N D E R
Female

S E X U A L I T Y
Heteroflexible

N A T I O N A L I T Y
Caucasian / Native American

P R O V E N A N C E
Cerritos; California

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A P P E R A N C E
Height: 5' 10"
Weight: 132lbs
Hair: ∞ Dark Brunette
Eyes: ∞ Obsidian
Body Type: Toned, Athletic, Pear-Shaped Figure
Body Marks: ∞ Freckles on her face
∞ Ears pierced
∞ Scar on her lower abdomen and one on her back directly where the first one is on her front 

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R E L A T I O N S H I P  S T A T U S 
Single
Crushes: ∞ Allister Demoin
Current: ∞ None
Past: ∞ Carlos Santiago 

F A M I L Y
Uncle: ∞ Benjamin Hall

P E T S
∞ None 

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L I K E S
✔ She adores spicy food, hotter the better in her opinion. The Korean spicy noodle challenge might as well be a damn cake walk!
✔ As surprising as it may seem due to her personality, she loves to do yoga and tries to make a habit of doing so often. If she can do so on the beach than that is even better.
✔ Poker is one of the best games to pass the time. Her uncle taught her so they could have something to bond over and more activities to do together.
✔ She loves a good challenge and is willing to try anything once before deciding if she doesn’t like it.
✔ For someone with a love of takeout and doing anything that is fast to keep on the go, she actually enjoys cooking is actually pretty amazing at it.
✔ Spending time with friends, whether it be simply hanging out or doing things like sleepovers, camping, hiking, partying, or going on long rides down the coast.
✔ Summer, Sunny and a light breeze. Everything else can seriously fuck off. Sure, rain isn’t the worse but it’s not something she is gonna be praying for.
✔ Coffee is a gift from the gods. Whoever invited it should have been praised and treated like a king/queen each day until their death. It is the only reason she can be a functional human being in the morning and so help anyone when she doesn’t have it.

D I S L I K E S 
✘ Mornings, they should not exist. The alarm clock is right there as an equal for hatred.
✘ Being told what to do and how to do it.
✘  Drunks that drive while intoxicated. Be drunk but for fucks sake, think of others first if not for yourself.
✘ Silence, it just irks her for some reason and just makes her frustrated.
✘  People who don't know what they want to order after spending 20 minutes waiting in line
✘ Dares/Competitions since she is horribly stubborn and competitive which means she will most likely take it on even if it is stupid.
✘ Photos. She has just never been a fan of having her picture taken and doesn’t even take many of herself. She especially hates her old photos because she looks like a complete nerd and also doesn’t like remember those times.
✘Homework, just because she is smart enough to breeze through it doesn’t mean she doesn’t view it as a huge waste of time and effort. 

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P E R S O N A L I T Y 
Confident | Fiery | Loyal | Honest | Stubborn | Brash | Impatient  
 

Jordan takes attitude to a whole new level and not always in the good kind of way. She is blunt and direct, clearly speaking her mind and views on a situation. She isn’t inconsiderate enough not to listen to others opinions but when she is wrong, don’t expect to ever admit that she was because she can be as stubborn as a mule when she wants to be. She believes in her abilities and who she is as a person. What people see is what they get and she won’t be sorry for that. Yes, she might not admit to faults when they are found but she will roll with the punches and has faith she will come out on top. She has no problem backing others up, being their pillar of strength, trying to boost their own confidence, giving them extremely honest advice, or trying to encourage them to achieve. This is where the more optimistic side of her personality shows.

That being said, while she is kind in her own way...she hides her own fear or worry behind anger or sass since she doesn’t know how to express herself. This shows a fiery personality but actually it’s a nicer way of saying Jordan is a complete hothead and kind of a bitch at times. She is quick to snap and get irritable, even more so when people try to tell her what to do. It has always been her weak point. She often tries to prove herself but in a lazy fast pace sort of way which makes her jump into bad decisions which bordered on the edge of childishness or steps on the people’s toes without realizing at first. It wasn’t as bad when she was younger but the hurt of the past made it easier to push people away than to let them close. 

She isn’t heartless, she knows when she has crossed a line but sadly, she struggles with knowing when to keep her trap shut, not letting a snarky or rude comment out. She just has a gift of getting under people’s skin. She is like a wild dog in your corner if she cares about you but it doesn’t mean she won’t still bite you during certain times. She will never abandon anyone or the things she views as important no matter what. Even if it is something she would rather not do or thinks to be crazy, if the person has her loyalty she will follow to the end of the earth. Hell or high water, she isn’t petty enough to abandon people in their time of need and has her own moral code.

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B I O G R A P H Y“Who’s asking? Cause it’s none of your fucking business, got it.”

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S C H O O L   I N F O
Y E A R   L E V E L
Senior ⧿ Year 12

G P A   &   A V E R A G E
3.5 ⧿ B+ / A-Average

F A V O R I T E   S U B J E C T
∞ Physical Education ⧿ Gymnastics/Yoga

E X T R A C U R R I C U L A R
∞ None (At this time)

T R A N S P O R T A T I O N
∞ Truck 

P L A N S   A F T E R   G R A D U A T I O N
Jordan wants to travel around the world after high school. Maybe do some backpacking or just move from place to place to take in views that she has never seen before. She doesn’t have it all planned, heck, she might not have enough money to do all of her listed destinations but at least it’s a start. If it takes doing odd jobs than she will. That’s that.  

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A F T E R   S C H O O L   I N F O
E M P L O Y M E N T
∞ Currently unemployed. If she has a job, it is always a random part time one.

F A V O R I T E   P L A C E S
∞ The Beach
∞ Disneyland

R E S P O N S I B I L I T I E S
∞ Her work (when she has one)
∞ Keeping her grades up

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H O M E   S W E E T   H O M E
∞ Kitchen
∞ Living Room
∞ Bedroom

O T H E R
Her uncle is a carpenter. He has also dabbled in construction in the past after moving away from the ranch.
One day of the year, on the same day, she takes off from school and turns off her phone. She never says why and the answer will always be something random or just a shrug off.
She has been in gymnastic and karate since she was a kid, always switching between the two since she wasn’t sure which one she liked more.
Jordan collects candles. She literally has more than she could probably ever burn in a life time. Doesn’t stop her from getting more.
She is very guarded about her past and will not speak much on it.
Unless she is driving, she gets very nervous as a passenger and usually will end up continuously fiddling with the radio.

T H E M E  S O N G
"Plz Don’t Waste My Youth" by Au/Ra

Face Claim: Felicia ‘Fo’ Porter | # 4169E1


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___________________________________ _{N A M E} _{Jordan Hall _{∞ Snapdragon ∞ Hall}} _{O N L I N E - N A M E} _{∞ KissMyGrits} _{A G E} _{1^st of April - Eighteen} _{G E N D E R} _Female _{S E X U A L I T Y} _{Heteroflexible} _{N A T I O N A L I T Y} _{Caucasian / Native American} _{P R O V E N A N C E} _{Cerritos; California} ___________________________________ _{A P P E R A N C E} _Height: _{5' 10"} _Weight: _132lbs _Hair: _{∞ Dark Brunette} _Eyes: _{∞ Obsidian} _{Body Type:} _{Toned, Athletic, Pear-Shaped Figure} _{Body Marks:} _{∞ Freckles on her face ∞ Ears pierced ∞ Scar on her lower abdomen and one on her back directly where the first one is on her front} ___________________________________ _{R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S} _Single _Crushes: _{∞ Allister Demoin} _Current: _{∞ None} _Past: _{∞ Carlos Santiago} _{F A M I L Y} _Uncle: _{∞ Benjamin Hall} _{P E T S} _{∞ None} ___________________________________	____________________________________________________________________________ _{L I K E S} _✔ _{She adores spicy food, hotter the better in her opinion. The Korean spicy noodle challenge might as well be a damn cake walk!} _✔ _{As surprising as it may seem due to her personality, she loves to do yoga and tries to make a habit of doing so often. If she can do so on the beach than that is even better.} _✔ _{Poker is one of the best games to pass the time. Her uncle taught her so they could have something to bond over and more activities to do together.} _✔ _{She loves a good challenge and is willing to try anything once before deciding if she doesn’t like it.} _✔ _{For someone with a love of takeout and doing anything that is fast to keep on the go, she actually enjoys cooking is actually pretty amazing at it.} _✔ _{Spending time with friends, whether it be simply hanging out or doing things like sleepovers, camping, hiking, partying, or going on long rides down the coast.} _✔ _{Summer, Sunny and a light breeze. Everything else can seriously fuck off. Sure, rain isn’t the worse but it’s not something she is gonna be praying for.} _✔ _{Coffee is a gift from the gods. Whoever invited it should have been praised and treated like a king/queen each day until their death. It is the only reason she can be a functional human being in the morning and so help anyone when she doesn’t have it.} _{D I S L I K E S} _✘_{Mornings, they should not exist. The alarm clock is right there as an equal for hatred.} _✘ _{Being told what to do and how to do it.} _✘ _{Drunks that drive while intoxicated. Be drunk but for fucks sake, think of others first if not for yourself.} _✘ _{Silence, it just irks her for some reason and just makes her frustrated.} _✘ _{People who don't know what they want to order after spending 20 minutes waiting in line} _✘ _{Dares/Competitions since she is horribly stubborn and competitive which means she will most likely take it on even if it is stupid.} _✘ _{Photos. She has just never been a fan of having her picture taken and doesn’t even take many of herself. She especially hates her old photos because she looks like a complete nerd and also doesn’t like remember those times.} _✘_{Homework, just because she is smart enough to breeze through it doesn’t mean she doesn’t view it as a huge waste of time and effort.} ____________________________________________________________________________ _{P E R S O N A L I T Y} _{Confident \| Fiery \| Loyal \| Honest \| Stubborn \| Brash \| Impatient Jordan takes attitude to a whole new level and not always in the good kind of way. She is blunt and direct, clearly speaking her mind and views on a situation. She isn’t inconsiderate enough not to listen to others opinions but when she is wrong, don’t expect to ever admit that she was because she can be as stubborn as a mule when she wants to be. She believes in her abilities and who she is as a person. What people see is what they get and she won’t be sorry for that. Yes, she might not admit to faults when they are found but she will roll with the punches and has faith she will come out on top. She has no problem backing others up, being their pillar of strength, trying to boost their own confidence, giving them extremely honest advice, or trying to encourage them to achieve. This is where the more optimistic side of her personality shows. That being said, while she is kind in her own way...she hides her own fear or worry behind anger or sass since she doesn’t know how to express herself. This shows a fiery personality but actually it’s a nicer way of saying Jordan is a complete hothead and kind of a bitch at times. She is quick to snap and get irritable, even more so when people try to tell her what to do. It has always been her weak point. She often tries to prove herself but in a lazy fast pace sort of way which makes her jump into bad decisions which bordered on the edge of childishness or steps on the people’s toes without realizing at first. It wasn’t as bad when she was younger but the hurt of the past made it easier to push people away than to let them close. She isn’t heartless, she knows when she has crossed a line but sadly, she struggles with knowing when to keep her trap shut, not letting a snarky or rude comment out. She just has a gift of getting under people’s skin. She is like a wild dog in your corner if she cares about you but it doesn’t mean she won’t still bite you during certain times. She will never abandon anyone or the things she views as important no matter what. Even if it is something she would rather not do or thinks to be crazy, if the person has her loyalty she will follow to the end of the earth. Hell or high water, she isn’t petty enough to abandon people in their time of need and has her own moral code.} ____________________________________________________________________________ _{B I O G R A P H Y} _{“Who’s asking? Cause it’s none of your fucking business, got it.”} ____________________________________________________________________________ _{S C H O O L I N F O} _{Y E A R L E V E L} _{Senior ⧿ Year 12} _{G P A & A V E R A G E} _{3.5 ⧿ B+ / A-Average} _{F A V O R I T E S U B J E C T} _{∞ Physical Education ⧿ Gymnastics/Yoga} _{E X T R A C U R R I C U L A R} _{∞ None _{(At this time)}} _{T R A N S P O R T A T I O N} _{∞ Truck} _{P L A N S A F T E R G R A D U A T I O N} _{Jordan wants to travel around the world after high school. Maybe do some backpacking or just move from place to place to take in views that she has never seen before. She doesn’t have it all planned, heck, she might not have enough money to do all of her listed destinations but at least it’s a start. If it takes doing odd jobs than she will. That’s that.} ____________________________________________________________________________ _{A F T E R S C H O O L I N F O} _{E M P L O Y M E N T} _{∞ Currently unemployed. If she has a job, it is always a random part time one.} _{F A V O R I T E P L A C E S} _{∞ The Beach ∞ Disneyland} _{R E S P O N S I B I L I T I E S} _{∞ Her work _{(when she has one)} ∞ Keeping her grades up} ____________________________________________________________________________ _{H O M E S W E E T H O M E} _{∞ Kitchen} _{∞ Living Room} _{∞ Bedroom} _{O T H E R} _{Her uncle is a carpenter. He has also dabbled in construction in the past after moving away from the ranch.} _{One day of the year, on the same day, she takes off from school and turns off her phone. She never says why and the answer will always be something random or just a shrug off.} _{She has been in gymnastic and karate since she was a kid, always switching between the two since she wasn’t sure which one she liked more.} _{Jordan collects candles. She literally has more than she could probably ever burn in a life time. Doesn’t stop her from getting more.} _{She is very guarded about her past and will not speak much on it.} _{Unless she is driving, she gets very nervous as a passenger and usually will end up continuously fiddling with the radio.} _{T H E M E S O N G} _{"Plz Don’t Waste My Youth" by Au/Ra} _{Face Claim: Felicia ‘Fo’ Porter \| # 4169E1}

In Delbrook Academy High School → 3 yrs ago Forum: General Interest Checks

Here is a link to the OOC: 

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In Delbrook Academy: Senior Year [ FULL ] → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

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N A M E
Charlotte A. Thorne
    ∞ Charlie
    ∞ Lottie (hates this)
    ∞ Charry
    ∞ Cat
    ∞ KitKat 

O N L I N E - N A M E
∞ CharryBomb

A G E
5th of October - Seventeen 

G E N D E R
Female

S E X U A L I T Y
Heteroflexible

N A T I O N A L I T Y
Spanish-American

P R O V E N A N C E
Signal Hill; California

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A P P E R A N C E
Height: 5' 9"
Weight: 125lbs
Hair: ∞ Dark Brunette
Eyes: ∞ Chocolate Brown
Body Type: Toned, Long Legged, Hourglass Figure
Body Marks: ∞ Ears pierced
∞ Dandelion/Birds Tattoo
∞ Scars on the bottom of her feet

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R E L A T I O N S H I P  S T A T U S 
Single
Crushes: ∞ Daniel Dean Murphy
Current: ∞ None

F A M I L Y
Father: ∞ Gabriel Thorne
Mother: ∞ Priscilla Thorne
Siblings: ∞ Matthew Thorne 
Others: ∞ None

P E T S
∞ Marshmallow; her feline companion

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L I K E S
✔  She has the ultimate sweet tooth which is surprising with how small she is. She does like to run in the mornings but she still doesn't know where she puts it all without gaining more weight.
✔ Spending time going out on hikes/runs surrounded by nature or the ocean.
✔ Heading to the gym to do some boxing, especially on frustrating days.
✔ She loves settling down with a good book, content on letting the world fall away.
✔ Drawing and Painting are her ultimate passions and something she hopes to be doing as a career, whether it be fashion design or a simple artist.
✔ Spending time with friends, whether it be simply hanging out or doing things like sleepovers, camping, partying, or going on long rides down the coast.
✔ Unlike most people, she absolutely adores cold and rainy weather.
✔ Though she should probably hate it since it was forced on her at first, she loves to dance and it has given her a huge appreciation for different styles and music. Ballet will alway be her top favorite though.

D I S L I K E S 
✘ Her mother, plain and simple.
✘ Needles for many obvious reasons.
✘  Drugs, it is a horrid habit that leads to death and problems.
✘ When people assume she is stuck up or a bitch just because she is rich. She also dislikes people that think they know all about her and her life just because she has modeled.
✘ Bitter flavors, such a black coffee for example. Seriously, do some people just hate their tastebuds?
✘ Dares/Competitions since she is horribly stubborn and competitive which means she will most likely take it on even if it is stupid.
✘ Plants...they mock her with their beauty, tempt her to keep buying them, only to have them die even if she follows the instructions to the letter. Since she has a mini loft greenhouse, this is more of a love hate relationship.
✘ Being touched or manhandled. She will be likely to clock someone in the face if they want to try and if she sees it happening to others then she will stand up for them.

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P E R S O N A L I T Y 
Protective | Calm | Honest | Witty | Perfectionist | Indecisive  | Charming 
 

Nothing is quite what it seems and that could be said about Charlotte. At first glance, most think she is a confident woman who is brimming with optimism and always carrying a smile as if nothing in the world can bother her. In truth, she has been miserable for a long time and has only recently begun to change and be more herself than the perfect, elegant, and touch wild person that has been presented to the public. Even upon inspection it is hard to see where the acting starts and where her real personality begins since she has done it for so long. It might even be a mix of both at this point with no way for her to answer what is what. If approached, she used to simply state that everything is ‘fine’ or even play dumb like she doesn’t understand why you have asked her if something is wrong.

The new found freedom has brought a bit of more of a childish and fiery nature since she can finally express herself instead of feeling chained down or having to keep up appearances. She is most brilliantly alive when speaking of her art/designs and it is one of the many times you see the bubbly and even childish side of her personality shine through. It also shows up a bit when she is excited and eager for something though that is much easier for her to stifle then when talking about her passions. Most would still usually describe Charlotte as calm and collected since she is always the level headed one and plays peacekeeper when conflict arises. She makes sure to look at everything from all angles and comes up with compromises from both sides. This is mostly because she wants to help everyone get along but she also can’t stand yelling or screaming and would rather come up with a way to stop it. If the problem gets too out of hand, she will most likely back off and let other stronger personalities handle it since it shakes her to the core depending on the situation.

Charlotte is careful on who she lets close and has trouble keeping those around her that want to be closer because of how guarded she is. She has scars on her soul from the past which makes it hard to share how she is feeling or at least when she thinks the other will view negatively. She is extremely loyal and protective of those that have gotten through her barriers and have stuck around for the long hall. She is learning to be more naturally confident in her own choices instead of putting on a mask or a smile and going with the flow even if it is something she is against. This might mean she is more brutally honest and while she will give a flustered apology if the person seems upset, sometimes she is oblivious and will just call it as she sees it. Luckily, she still knows how to lay on the charm and smooth things over if she gets into trouble. 

She can be frustratingly indecisive, seeming to have a hard time making up her mind or going after the things she wants. She has doubts and is still trying to figure herself out. Charlotte does have a good sense of humor though and usually puts it to use in an awkward situation. She can be witty and is good at making a pun or being a joke if it makes someone else smile or stops an escalating problem. Ultimately, she is a very contradictory person so it is hard to know where anything stands with her. 

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B I O G R A P H Y
 Priscilla and Gabriel are not the best of people or parents, each with their own sins. The two were caught in a whirlwind romance, rushing into marriage, and not even three months later were pregnant, expecting Charlotte’s older brother Matthew. They were the picture of the perfect family at first but the more her father’s fashion name grew, the more he buried into his work and the two became more distant. It became to the point they were more like roommates than a loving couple. In the end, Gabriel ended up cheating and sneaking around but guilt ate at him for what he had done. He started showering his wife with attention and being a more active positive presence in his son’s life, trying to turn over a new leaf and appreciate what he had but the damage was done. The other woman had her teeth sunk in and threatened to ruin his marriage and even his image. It was unfortunate for Charlotte that Priscilla announced her second pregnancy around the same time because suddenly she had a very distant husband yet again, even more so than before. She thought that the reaction was because the baby was unwanted but doing maybe the only kindness she ever showed, she decided to keep Charlotte. She was determined that after the little bundle of joy was born, he would change his mind and that it was just cold feet.

Instead, things continued the same so Priscilla had a new idea. She would make sure that everything Charlotte did was perfect and flawless. They would be the perfect happy family and she would be the one to fix it. Yeah, no pressure. She was treated more like a doll than really a daughter as her mother pushed her father to branch out the business so children and toddlers so Charlotte could model, after all it was expected of Matthew to take on the family business and had been conditioned as such much against his will so why not make Charlotte a vital part as well? Gabriel couldn’t really argue and he caved to Priscilla’s whims, letting her do as she pleased out of guilt and feeling like he owed the one person who helped him get going at his lowest point. The one who saw value in him when no one else cared. She became the poster child for the company and in the public eye, everything was perfect once again but behind curtains, still nothing was changed. It was then that Charlotte was forced into dance, playing instruments, pageants, and making sure she did nothing to embarrass her father with any out of turn manners. Basically, she was not allowed to be a child at all. The few times she got to have normal childhood moments were with her friends, at least when she was away from the house or when her brother became a buffer or would do sweet things with her like make wishes on dandelions of how they wanted things to be. These moments with her brother were few and far inbetween but Matthew was in his own world most of the time, trying to numb himself from the problems in their home. 

Sadly, when she was around nine, her mother finally found out about the cheating. This was apparent since that was the first time her mother took it out on her while being drunk as a skunk as she got the blame for some odd reason, maybe because Priscilla didn’t want to blame herself. Gabriel and Pricilla started fighting every moment, a toxic and horrid relationship forming since neither one wanted to leave, feeling like it would be an embarrassment/scandal, the whole what would people think. Her father became completely nonexistent at home and with Matthew moved out, being forced into college for a degree he hated, she was left alone with just her mother. She was pulled from school, away from her friends and everything that gave her freedom to be stuck in hell. The verbal and physical abuse just got worse as the years continued and unique punishments with threats to follow. Charlotte believed her father didn’t want her, that she was alone with no one to care about her, and her brother left in the dark about what was happening. It was far too late by the time her brother found out about what was happening, having his own secrets as to how to bear with the pressure set on him with no choices. Still, he tried to get Charlotte out by planning to have her move in with him and even getting her set up on his apartment rental as well as getting her set for public school nearby.

Right as they worked on a plan to slip her from out of her mother’s grasp, her brother took his habits too far and lost his life. Her mother mourned, secrets of all kinds came to light, and Charlotte was done with it. She took the last gifts her brother gave her to have a hope at a normal life. Her mother tried to stop her but had little power to do so as her father actually backed her up, though she was more than a little suspicious it was just to have another company heir. She took over Matthew’s apartment, avoided her mother like the plague over the summer, and her father tried to make it up to her but Charlotte felt like it was too little to late since if he had just been home or cared to check in, maybe she would have been saved a lot of personal issues and hardship. Her mother still thinks she has done nothing wrong, saying that she should be grateful for the fine upbringing and that she was given everything. Charlotte is most looking forward to having a normal life with the freedom she has been given. She limited her time modeling just so she could focus on schooling and being a normal senior. She wants to find herself and become a brave individual and work hard on things in her life to do just that, such as boxing and speaking out more. 

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S C H O O L   I N F O
Y E A R   L E V E L
Senior ⧿ Year 12

G P A   &   A V E R A G E
3.5 ⧿ B+ / A-Average

F A V O R I T E   S U B J E C T
∞ Visual Arts ⧿ Drawing/Painting

E X T R A C U R R I C U L A R
∞ None (At this time)

T R A N S P O R T A T I O N
∞ Motorbike 

P L A N S   A F T E R   G R A D U A T I O N
Charlotte isn’t sure what to do with her life. She wants to make sure she is doing the right choice for her and not just doing what her parents want of her like she has been doing most of her life. Yes, she loves fashion design but does she want to take on her fathers legacy so to speak? Not really. Heck, she would rather go to the top competitors first but even that aside, there might be other routes she has yet to explore. Maybe she will find something with greater meaning and purpose for her. 

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A F T E R   S C H O O L   I N F O
E M P L O Y M E N T
∞ Model for her father’s fashion label Thorned Rose (Part Time)

F A V O R I T E   P L A C E S
∞ The Beach
∞ The Library
∞ Disneyland

R E S P O N S I B I L I T I E S
∞ Her work
∞ Taking care of Marshmellow
∞ Paying rent on time
∞ Keeping her grades up

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H O M E   S W E E T   H O M E
∞ Living/Dining
∞ Bedroom/Right Loft

O T H E R
Charlotte is a multilingual and fluent in English, Spanish, French, and Chinese.
She is learning to play the guitar but can currently only play the piano. She still even has a tick when she is nervous or thinking that her fingers will move on the surface as if she is playing a song.
She has done ballet since she was 6 years old and still keeps in shape so she can dance.
Marshmallow has been trained to wear a harness and leash so the sweet boy joins her for morning walks.
She loves floral scents and enjoys flowers that have strong meanings.
She sews and tries to create her designs as a side project.

T H E M E  S O N G
"Lone Digger" by Caravan Palace

Face Claim: Rocio Crusset | #FE7F9C


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___________________________________ _{N A M E} _{Charlotte A. Thorne _{∞ Charlie} _{∞ Lottie _{(hates this)}} _{∞ Charry} _{∞ Cat} _{∞ KitKat}} _{O N L I N E - N A M E} _{∞ CharryBomb} _{A G E} _{5^th of October - Seventeen} _{G E N D E R} _Female _{S E X U A L I T Y} _{Heteroflexible} _{N A T I O N A L I T Y} _{Spanish-American} _{P R O V E N A N C E} _{Signal Hill; California} ___________________________________ _{A P P E R A N C E} _Height: _{5' 9"} _Weight: _125lbs _Hair: _{∞ Dark Brunette} _Eyes: _{∞ Chocolate Brown} _{Body Type:} _{Toned, Long Legged, Hourglass Figure} _{Body Marks:} _{∞ Ears pierced ∞ Dandelion/Birds Tattoo ∞ Scars on the bottom of her feet} ___________________________________ _{R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S} _Single _Crushes: _{∞ Daniel Dean Murphy} _Current: _{∞ None} _{F A M I L Y} _Father: _{∞ Gabriel Thorne} _Mother: _{∞ Priscilla Thorne} _Siblings: _{∞ Matthew Thorne} _Others: _{∞ None} _{P E T S} _{∞ Marshmallow; her feline companion} ___________________________________	____________________________________________________________________________ _{L I K E S} _✔ _{She has the ultimate sweet tooth which is surprising with how small she is. She does like to run in the mornings but she still doesn't know where she puts it all without gaining more weight.} _✔ _{Spending time going out on hikes/runs surrounded by nature or the ocean.} _✔ _{Heading to the gym to do some boxing, especially on frustrating days.} _✔ _{She loves settling down with a good book, content on letting the world fall away.} _✔ _{Drawing and Painting are her ultimate passions and something she hopes to be doing as a career, whether it be fashion design or a simple artist.} _✔ _{Spending time with friends, whether it be simply hanging out or doing things like sleepovers, camping, partying, or going on long rides down the coast.} _✔ _{Unlike most people, she absolutely adores cold and rainy weather.} _✔ _{Though she should probably hate it since it was forced on her at first, she loves to dance and it has given her a huge appreciation for different styles and music. Ballet will alway be her top favorite though.} _{D I S L I K E S} _✘_{Her mother, plain and simple.} _✘ _{Needles for many obvious reasons.} _✘ _{Drugs, it is a horrid habit that leads to death and problems.} _✘ _{When people assume she is stuck up or a bitch just because she is rich. She also dislikes people that think they know all about her and her life just because she has modeled.} _✘ _{Bitter flavors, such a black coffee for example. Seriously, do some people just hate their tastebuds?} _✘ _{Dares/Competitions since she is horribly stubborn and competitive which means she will most likely take it on even if it is stupid.} _✘ _{Plants...they mock her with their beauty, tempt her to keep buying them, only to have them die even if she follows the instructions to the letter. Since she has a mini loft greenhouse, this is more of a love hate relationship.} _✘_{Being touched or manhandled. She will be likely to clock someone in the face if they want to try and if she sees it happening to others then she will stand up for them.} ____________________________________________________________________________ _{P E R S O N A L I T Y} _{Protective \| Calm \| Honest \| Witty \| Perfectionist \| Indecisive \| Charming Nothing is quite what it seems and that could be said about Charlotte. At first glance, most think she is a confident woman who is brimming with optimism and always carrying a smile as if nothing in the world can bother her. In truth, she has been miserable for a long time and has only recently begun to change and be more herself than the perfect, elegant, and touch wild person that has been presented to the public. Even upon inspection it is hard to see where the acting starts and where her real personality begins since she has done it for so long. It might even be a mix of both at this point with no way for her to answer what is what. If approached, she used to simply state that everything is ‘fine’ or even play dumb like she doesn’t understand why you have asked her if something is wrong. The new found freedom has brought a bit of more of a childish and fiery nature since she can finally express herself instead of feeling chained down or having to keep up appearances. She is most brilliantly alive when speaking of her art/designs and it is one of the many times you see the bubbly and even childish side of her personality shine through. It also shows up a bit when she is excited and eager for something though that is much easier for her to stifle then when talking about her passions. Most would still usually describe Charlotte as calm and collected since she is always the level headed one and plays peacekeeper when conflict arises. She makes sure to look at everything from all angles and comes up with compromises from both sides. This is mostly because she wants to help everyone get along but she also can’t stand yelling or screaming and would rather come up with a way to stop it. If the problem gets too out of hand, she will most likely back off and let other stronger personalities handle it since it shakes her to the core depending on the situation. Charlotte is careful on who she lets close and has trouble keeping those around her that want to be closer because of how guarded she is. She has scars on her soul from the past which makes it hard to share how she is feeling or at least when she thinks the other will view negatively. She is extremely loyal and protective of those that have gotten through her barriers and have stuck around for the long hall. She is learning to be more naturally confident in her own choices instead of putting on a mask or a smile and going with the flow even if it is something she is against. This might mean she is more brutally honest and while she will give a flustered apology if the person seems upset, sometimes she is oblivious and will just call it as she sees it. Luckily, she still knows how to lay on the charm and smooth things over if she gets into trouble. She can be frustratingly indecisive, seeming to have a hard time making up her mind or going after the things she wants. She has doubts and is still trying to figure herself out. Charlotte does have a good sense of humor though and usually puts it to use in an awkward situation. She can be witty and is good at making a pun or being a joke if it makes someone else smile or stops an escalating problem. Ultimately, she is a very contradictory person so it is hard to know where anything stands with her.} ____________________________________________________________________________ _{B I O G R A P H Y} _{Priscilla and Gabriel are not the best of people or parents, each with their own sins. The two were caught in a whirlwind romance, rushing into marriage, and not even three months later were pregnant, expecting Charlotte’s older brother Matthew. They were the picture of the perfect family at first but the more her father’s fashion name grew, the more he buried into his work and the two became more distant. It became to the point they were more like roommates than a loving couple. In the end, Gabriel ended up cheating and sneaking around but guilt ate at him for what he had done. He started showering his wife with attention and being a more active positive presence in his son’s life, trying to turn over a new leaf and appreciate what he had but the damage was done. The other woman had her teeth sunk in and threatened to ruin his marriage and even his image. It was unfortunate for Charlotte that Priscilla announced her second pregnancy around the same time because suddenly she had a very distant husband yet again, even more so than before. She thought that the reaction was because the baby was unwanted but doing maybe the only kindness she ever showed, she decided to keep Charlotte. She was determined that after the little bundle of joy was born, he would change his mind and that it was just cold feet. Instead, things continued the same so Priscilla had a new idea. She would make sure that everything Charlotte did was perfect and flawless. They would be the perfect happy family and she would be the one to fix it. Yeah, no pressure. She was treated more like a doll than really a daughter as her mother pushed her father to branch out the business so children and toddlers so Charlotte could model, after all it was expected of Matthew to take on the family business and had been conditioned as such much against his will so why not make Charlotte a vital part as well? Gabriel couldn’t really argue and he caved to Priscilla’s whims, letting her do as she pleased out of guilt and feeling like he owed the one person who helped him get going at his lowest point. The one who saw value in him when no one else cared. She became the poster child for the company and in the public eye, everything was perfect once again but behind curtains, still nothing was changed. It was then that Charlotte was forced into dance, playing instruments, pageants, and making sure she did nothing to embarrass her father with any out of turn manners. Basically, she was not allowed to be a child at all. The few times she got to have normal childhood moments were with her friends, at least when she was away from the house or when her brother became a buffer or would do sweet things with her like make wishes on dandelions of how they wanted things to be. These moments with her brother were few and far inbetween but Matthew was in his own world most of the time, trying to numb himself from the problems in their home. Sadly, when she was around nine, her mother finally found out about the cheating. This was apparent since that was the first time her mother took it out on her while being drunk as a skunk as she got the blame for some odd reason, maybe because Priscilla didn’t want to blame herself. Gabriel and Pricilla started fighting every moment, a toxic and horrid relationship forming since neither one wanted to leave, feeling like it would be an embarrassment/scandal, the whole what would people think. Her father became completely nonexistent at home and with Matthew moved out, being forced into college for a degree he hated, she was left alone with just her mother. She was pulled from school, away from her friends and everything that gave her freedom to be stuck in hell. The verbal and physical abuse just got worse as the years continued and unique punishments with threats to follow. Charlotte believed her father didn’t want her, that she was alone with no one to care about her, and her brother left in the dark about what was happening. It was far too late by the time her brother found out about what was happening, having his own secrets as to how to bear with the pressure set on him with no choices. Still, he tried to get Charlotte out by planning to have her move in with him and even getting her set up on his apartment rental as well as getting her set for public school nearby. Right as they worked on a plan to slip her from out of her mother’s grasp, her brother took his habits too far and lost his life. Her mother mourned, secrets of all kinds came to light, and Charlotte was done with it. She took the last gifts her brother gave her to have a hope at a normal life. Her mother tried to stop her but had little power to do so as her father actually backed her up, though she was more than a little suspicious it was just to have another company heir. She took over Matthew’s apartment, avoided her mother like the plague over the summer, and her father tried to make it up to her but Charlotte felt like it was too little to late since if he had just been home or cared to check in, maybe she would have been saved a lot of personal issues and hardship. Her mother still thinks she has done nothing wrong, saying that she should be grateful for the fine upbringing and that she was given everything. Charlotte is most looking forward to having a normal life with the freedom she has been given. She limited her time modeling just so she could focus on schooling and being a normal senior. She wants to find herself and become a brave individual and work hard on things in her life to do just that, such as boxing and speaking out more.} ____________________________________________________________________________ _{S C H O O L I N F O} _{Y E A R L E V E L} _{Senior ⧿ Year 12} _{G P A & A V E R A G E} _{3.5 ⧿ B+ / A-Average} _{F A V O R I T E S U B J E C T} _{∞ Visual Arts ⧿ Drawing/Painting} _{E X T R A C U R R I C U L A R} _{∞ None _{(At this time)}} _{T R A N S P O R T A T I O N} _{∞ Motorbike} _{P L A N S A F T E R G R A D U A T I O N} _{Charlotte isn’t sure what to do with her life. She wants to make sure she is doing the right choice for her and not just doing what her parents want of her like she has been doing most of her life. Yes, she loves fashion design but does she want to take on her fathers legacy so to speak? Not really. Heck, she would rather go to the top competitors first but even that aside, there might be other routes she has yet to explore. Maybe she will find something with greater meaning and purpose for her.} ____________________________________________________________________________ _{A F T E R S C H O O L I N F O} _{E M P L O Y M E N T} _{∞ Model for her father’s fashion label Thorned Rose _{(Part Time)}} _{F A V O R I T E P L A C E S} _{∞ The Beach ∞ The Library ∞ Disneyland} _{R E S P O N S I B I L I T I E S} _{∞ Her work ∞ Taking care of Marshmellow ∞ Paying rent on time ∞ Keeping her grades up} ____________________________________________________________________________ _{H O M E S W E E T H O M E} _{∞ Living/Dining} _{∞ Bedroom/Right Loft} _{O T H E R} _{Charlotte is a multilingual and fluent in English, Spanish, French, and Chinese.} _{She is learning to play the guitar but can currently only play the piano. She still even has a tick when she is nervous or thinking that her fingers will move on the surface as if she is playing a song.} _{She has done ballet since she was 6 years old and still keeps in shape so she can dance.} _{Marshmallow has been trained to wear a harness and leash so the sweet boy joins her for morning walks.} _{She loves floral scents and enjoys flowers that have strong meanings.} _{She sews and tries to create her designs as a side project.} _{T H E M E S O N G} _{"Lone Digger" by Caravan Palace} _{Face Claim: Rocio Crusset \| #FE7F9C}

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