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Edenridge

_{Late Friday Night}

_{A @metanoia & @BrutalBx Collaboration || Featuring Honey Badger & The Devil}
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”Hey, little brother.”

In the moments after the fact, a cold stillness passed through the Honey Badger of the Southside. It was like a ghost had passed through his body and sent chills down from his spine to his Achilles tendon. It paralyzed him for what seemed like a few minutes — hours even. That kind of paralysis that one felt when the worst-case scenario that one had played out in their head had been made into a reality.

Words were exchanged and Honey Badger acted as if things were normal. He turned when The Devil had walked further into his somewhat tiny apartment, setting the duffle bags that were hoisted over his shoulder on the beat-up, old couch along the way. It was the worst kind of surreal reality moment that seemed to play out in real-time.

And then, as if it was a normal thing to do, The Devil occupied the only bathroom/shower in the apartment and that paralysis faded, forcing the Honey Badger to adjust. It was like a bad fever dream and his worst fears truly were here.

But why?

That’s the question he heard himself ask over and over again, playing out all of the potential what-if responses he might get from that man.

But he shouldn’t be here.

Yes, that’s right: he shouldn’t be here. Honey Badger was certain he wasn’t due out for a few more years. Hell, sometimes he’d frequently check online to make sure that his brother’s sentence wasn’t going to end prematurely. So what happened? Good behavior? Overcrowded? What?

In the midst of his questioning of the only person in the room who could respond: himself, like a switch, the ambiance of the creaky showerhead clicked off, as it always had done. The silence took residence in the apartment, but HB’s mind made a mental note to get that fixed...eventually.

And as his brother came out walking, a towel wrapped around his waist, they stood facing each other. He wasn’t frozen like last time, but HB didn’t say anything.

Or, at least he had intended to remain quiet. Before he could stop himself, his mouth had made the decision for him, “what are you doing here?” Honey Badger asked almost as if he had forgotten the dread he was experiencing no more than ten minutes ago.

”Well, I couldn’t exactly go to Aleyda’s could I?”It was so A-typical of Hyde to respond with such…smarm.

The man didn’t care about anything. It was the nonchalantness, the effortless cool, that was how he survived so long. He was James Dean; a rebel without a cause. It was almost endearing. Almost. Behind the handsome face and crooked smile, there was a monster: one whose name had not been spoken by the lips of anyone for a very long time. He was his namesake. He was what dwelled within every man, manifested in corporeal form; Jekyll and Hyde, Cameron and Hyde; the truth of which Robert Louis Stevenson wrote oh so many years ago.

Walking towards his brother's old fridge, the blue-eyed battler opened it up and scanned it for some form of sustenance. He settled on a bottle of Edenridge’s local beer and popped open the cap before he even took it out of the unit. He took a swig before closing the door of the fridge and returning his attention to his little brother.

”I’m assuming you’re asking how I’m out of jail? It’s really not that difficult. I was a good boy and there were too many bad boys; ergo your big brother is here. You spoke to our darling sister lately?”

There was another bout of silence as HB watched his brother make himself home, rolling his eyes at his explanation. The Boston Department of Corrections didn’t even know what kind of monster they had locked. As he did his best to not visibly cringe, he shrugged at Hyde’s comment. “Well, I didn’t wish her a happy Sunday, if that’s what you’re asking.” His brother wasn’t the only one that could be sassy. “Besides, I’ve been a tad busy. But next time she makes herself available, I’ll be sure to give her a big hug for you!” HB followed his comment with a small thumbs-up gesture.

“Busy stalking the Belmonte girl?” Hyde put his beer down onto a table and looked back towards his brother “I’ve got to admit, she’s a bit of a babe” He took a step forward and clapped his hands together “Don’t let her trap you though, Mika. That’s what they do. They get in your head and they twist you around their fingers until you can’t see straight and you do shit you don’t wanna do” He took a step back and began to breathe just a little harder; letting it become rhythmic in a way. Hyde could feel his blood getting hotter and his muscles tensing so he felt the best thing was to remember his breathing, remember all the work he had done on the inside to learn to temper the monster beneath his skin.

Well, he wasn’t stalking her, but ever the observant one, his big brother had deduced there was indeed someone he was watching more than he should have. There was no way in hell HB was gonna allow Hyde to know about Cece, though. But as he watched Hyde, he felt that old familiar sensation crawl up his back like a goddamn snake. It was the same feeling he thought was six feet under, but looking into his brother’s eyes, he saw it. It was only for a second, but the Devil was there and HB froze, but then he wasn’t.

“Relax. I know not to get shacked down. But maybe you should? Obviously not with some bimbo, but maybe taking a breather would do you some good.” Against his better judgement, Mika approached Hyde. All cursed memories aside, the history between Honey Badger and The Devil wasn’t all bad. Mika’s fucked up sense of self couldn’t turn off the part that this brother of his was at least an improvement on the other one he had.

A breather? A BREATHER?

“I’ve just spent the past few years locked up in a damn eight by four cell with nothing but time. I ain’t taking no more breathers, Mika”. Hyde turned away from his approaching brother and moved over to the clothing bag he had dumped on the couch. It was fairly empty considering he didn’t really have the time to prep for his trip away and no one cared enough to drop him any clothes off. He could feel the all too familiar feeling bubbling in his head; that distinct sound that rattled in his ear like titanis. He pulled on some clothes, with every new item, a pause for a calming breath.

Without provocation, Hyde spun on his heel, grabbed the dinner table and flipped it as hard as he could onto the floor. He raised his hands up, almost in regret and placed them against his head. “Listen, all I want is to move on with my life. Tomorrow you and me and our darling sister are going to have breakfast together, like an actual fucking family” He dropped down onto the couch and looked upon Mika with the cold blue eyes that were synonymous with the devil himself “And that’s not a request, M. You send what we code you guys have and you get her here first thing tomorrow. Am I clear?”

He froze. Not when the table was flipped or even when it seemed like Hyde was losing his mind. No, it was the calm that came after. The way that his brother glared at him, that cold stare was enough to remind HB just how much things haven’t changed. Prison didn’t change Hyde. He said he had nothing but time and something in those words painted a clear picture for HB. His brother was worse now than he ever been, but he didn’t know exactly how. There was a gut feeling and, almost always, he was right on the money about these.

As he glanced at the table that had wedged itself in a right to left diagonal angle, he shook his head at it. “Fine whatever. I’ll make it happen.” God really loves to test him. First Cece and Niles and now this.

“Good” Hyde got up to his feet and patted his younger brother across the face. “This town has taken enough from me, it’s not taking my family” He walked towards the front door and cracked it open a touch. “Now, grab your wallet. We’re going for a drink and you can tell me all about this spooky letter business. Big brother is here to save the day”

Roasting With RPG: The Definitive Culinary Thread

I think this is a wonderful idea!

As for what I had for dinner, probably going to eat the rest of the veggie enchiladas we made last night for dinner. They were made using corn tortillas and the filling is black beans, white onion, and corn. I like to top mine with some sour cream, hot sauce (my choice is sriacha), queso fresco cheese, and some raw onion because I'm a huge fan of them. Love that sharp bite they give when not cooked.

Descension {A Modern God RP}

Thor || Norse God of Thunder

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𝙄𝘿𝙀𝙉𝙏𝙄𝙏𝙔 & 𝙋𝙀𝙍𝙎𝙊𝙉𝘼

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For the Glory of Odin. For Glory of Odin. For Glory of no one. Thor Odinson, son of Odin and Jord, has been and always will be a man of midgard. He may be the Prince of Aesir and may have, at one point in eternity, heir to the throne, but Thor never lose sight of who he was. More importantly, he never lose sight of where his heart was. A man of the people, they called him. A man who helped the people develop, Thor often divided his time between the realms, going from Midgard to Asgard whenever it suited him. He lived among the people and masqueraded as one of them, but never losing sight of the humility that some might say was rare to find in such a being as he. Thor would argue that every man and god has it, but most don't acknowledge or embrace it. As a god of the people, Thor lived and fought with them. Sometimes it was during wars to help defend the realms of man and sometimes, as habits die hard for stubborn beings like Thor, God of Thunder, sought out fights. His powers, though limited so it was not to disrupt the balance of Midgard, were still far greater than the average man. Nevertheless, when it came to fights, Thor always won. Iron gloves worn when wielding the mighty hammer, Mjolnir, often served as his main weapon for hand-to-hand combat. See, Thor loved to fight and as a fighter, this also came as someone who loved just as passionately. Thor may not be known for his association with love and passion and birth, but he knew how to have fun. He bore children with gods, with mortals, with giants. Basically, Thor embraced the spirit in him -- the vigor of his might. And time may age some of his offspring, but you can't say Thor ever turned down a challenge. This was Thor in a nutshell. God of Thunder who was also God of the Sky and Agriculture, was a fighter. He also was a lover and is, still to this day, protector of man. And until his last breath, he will forever be that same person.

Ask anyone: his father, brothers, the other gods who fell from Asgard, they might tell you that the worst thing to ever happen was, in fact, the day they lost their superiority. And they’d be alone in that, because in all truth, Thor never shared that opinion. It’s strange because there have been times where he’s dreamed about Asgard and riding across the rainbow bridge and enjoying Asgardian Ale as he fought with his brothers and challenged Lady Sif to fight after fight (only to lose them all). But on the other hand, maybe the reason he’s never felt like it was the worst thing -- the prophesied Ragnarok — is because, unlike the others, Thor always found himself at home amongst the mortals of Midgard. He was one of them and regardless of any godhood he might still possess, this will never change. Thor went through the motions in the fifties, adapting a Germanic alias of Johannes Bauer, and worked in construction mostly. He spent a lot of his time alone and in somewhat solitary, but whenever he was, the lowest of the low seemed to make themselves known. And during the nights, Thor punished them for their crimes. From petty thieves to abusers of women, children, and anyone that was at risk, he made sure they felt the Wrath of Thor. Thor continued it until he met someone he hadn’t seen in several centuries. Someone who, at one point, had crossed paths on the battlefield. Mictēcacihuātl, the lady of the dead they called her. Of the Aztec Pantheon. Thor had traded blows and had never respected a female warrior so much. She was second to his admiration to Lady Sif who, at one point he married. And in all the time since their few, brief encounters, his respect for her never changed or lessened -- only deepened. And in this new normal he had found himself in, Thor welcomed the reunion of someone he greatly admired. And together they had stayed, spending time together, forging a relationship that was far more than just a friendship. Thor will be the first to say that, for a time of nine years, he had fallen in love with the Lady of the Dead and for nine years, he spent his time with her. But in a time where he found himself immersed in the culture of the sixties, in the culture of anti-war and free spirits, so came the strain on his relationship. Thor became engrossed in the energy around him. As a man of the people, he frequently partied. What made Thor had become the death of his relationship with his beloved. And after nine years, in the mid-70s, they’d never see each other again. Not until they met up nearly three decades later in Seattle. In Seattle, Thor was still under the name of Johannes Bauer. He owned his own private security company, Heidrun Security. And maybe old habits die hard, especially for the stubborn God of Thunder, but somehow he was able to have his cake and eat it too because he and Micte were able to find a common ground and now they are friends. Respect hasn’t wavered and she even holds an extended position within his company. This is Thor’s life and he makes the most of it.

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THE INNER SELF

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Secret Force: A Power Rangers Story

<sub>24 - Green Ranger - Part-Time DoorDash Driver/Full-Time Adrenaline Junkie - 5'9" - Gregg Sulkin


Like a true nature child
We were born
Born to be wild
We can climbed so high</sub>

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Character Description

Levi has always been a thrillseeker, a boy who wanted to prove to the world that he wasn't afraid.

Growing up in Angel Grove, he was always a hyperactive knucklehead (though most people just called him an idiot) who got into trouble. It started when he was an infant and he'd make himself the center of attention by drawing it from anyone he could and getting it from anyone he could. At his core, he is a fun-loving person and this always came through as much as the sun rises in the east and sets in the west. His parents always encouraged him to live his life as long as he maintained at least some form of boundaries.

But to a thrillseeker, to someone whose high came from that brush with death, boundaries don't mean the same thing to him as they do to most people. Between his indulgences in wave boarding (that eventually became hover wave-boarding) to skating and rock climbing and basically any extreme activity that would satiate that desire for the rush, Levi kept pushing his body to the max, kept pushing his mind past the limit, and kept busy. and sometimes he would even venture into places he may or may not be allowed to step foot on.

As someone whose greatest academic accomplishments were graduating high school with the bare minimum GPA requirement, he was never someone who could understand anything past basic communication. Technology wasn't his strong suit and if you were to ask him about any current events, he'll just give you a blank expression. Instead, Levi will cheer you on and support you if you're going through anything difficult and he'll make you laugh and help you feel better by being a solid friend. In that, he is without a doubt the smartest man in the room. His heart is huge. And really, that's what's most important, right?

♆ 𝙽𝚎𝚠 𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚁𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚜 ♆ (Roleplay Re-Booted)

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Girls with mother issues was a foreign subject for Damien, because he couldn't relate, or didn't find himself relating to it. The truth was that he had an amazing relationship with the women in his life, especially with those who weren't directly related to him or didn't have any sense of familial significance to him. His mother was a godsend and one of the strongest people he has ever known. Persephone was someone he didn't think would be so kind to him, but maybe it was their distinct dislike of Hades that made it easy for them to get along. Of course, Erin was someone he was massively protective over.

And then there was Sera and ALina. Sera was someone who he enjoyed sparring with. She may have gotten the one-up on him today, but he'd get his revenge on her sooner than she realized. Alina was fun and a likeminded individual when it came to the concept of relationships (spoiler alert they didn't care about monogamy).

But dead mothers? Yeah, Damien couldn't relate. But then again, maybe he could? It was weird, but he almost found himself identifying with that need of wanting to spend time with one's mother. Hell, if his father wasn't such an omnipotent, all-seeing prick of a father, maybe he could just...go see his mother right now.

Kalinda, apparently, didn't have that luxury.

And damn it, Damien actually felt sorry for her. Not the kind that came out as pity, but a genuine remorse for someone who wanted to make things right.

But he hated that she was expressing some kind of regret for feeling that way.

"Damn it, stop saying sorry for something out of your control!" Obviously, that hit a nerve. "What kind of stone do you want for her? Do you want any special engravings on it? I mean, since we're in a graveyard and there are plenty of empty gravestones, I can get it done for you, well.." He expelled out a small laugh and raised up his right arm, extending it to the side. The palm was open and fingers faced towards the back of the graveyard. A magical rune appeared on the ground three paces in front of him and behind his throne and about ten skeletons with pickaxes and various engraving tools arose from it. "Just tell them what you want and it'll be done."

"Sire, what is it?"

"Good news! You won't be sacrificed today! Instead, Kalinda here will tell you want she wants to be engraved on that there headstone and you'll do it." Damien stared at the empty eyes of the souls of the dead that possessed skeletons with parts of the skin still on the bone. "Fail and then I'll sacrifice you. To Onyx!"

As if on queue, his black pitbull-looking hellhound made his presence known and struck the fear of their sire into their barely alive eyes.

And then they walked up to Kalinda. "Mistress, what would you like for us to do?"

Delbrook Academy High School

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"I swear, if that idiot doesn't hurry up, I'm going to risk it and ride to school myself."

Malu was beyond pissed and it was for a good reason, too.

For as long as she's been attending Delbrook Academy and, hell probably ever since she's been going to school, Malu Vass has never missed a day. She never took a sick day or decided to play hooky because her friends wanted her to go to the beach or just game. No, she never did this because Malu had her eyes on what was beyond next week's test. Malu knew from a young age she wanted to make something of herself. She didn't know exactly what that was, but knew if she could get into a good college, then maybe she might figure it out once she got accepted. All she knew was that acing tests and having perfect attendance were just a couple of ways she might achieve this.

But, of course, as her brother proved time and time again how consistent he was at testing her every button, she stood outside of the Vass home, dressed in her usual summer wear of jean shorts and white top, tapping her foot impatiently against the ground. Curses of all sorts flew out of her mouth in a low tone. She was counting down the seconds she was expecting him to show.

As the final seconds of the last minute Malu could spend standing, waiting for her brother, she was growing so furious that it could no longer be restrained to her gripping her board tightly nor tapping her foot. By this point, Malu was visible fury.

And, of course, that would be the time that her brother’s truck came speeding down the street.

And when it came to a stop, opposite of a glaring Malu, Kyle was smiling at her, eyes partially closed. As if he thought that giving her his trademark “I’m sorry” face was going to make up for making her wait until the literal last minute.

“Sis, I’m so sorr—”

Malu cut him off as she tossed her board into the trunk, and climbed into the passenger seat. “Save it!” She sternly told him. She leaned back into the seat and looked at him with the same scathing gaze that was trademark for her. “Don't just sit there like a dog waiting for a bone!” She gestured to the road in front of us. “Drive, you moron!”

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After they finally arrived at the Delbrook Campus, not even a second after his truck came to a stop did Kyle frantically see his sister hop out and grab her board. She didn’t even give him a hug or kiss goodbye. She didn’t wait for him to wish her a good day, which after the fact he realized was weird considering they’d have the same class this year. But still. Rude.

As he sulked for a few moments, Kyle took a glance behind him and admired his surfboard. The reason he was almost late wasn’t because he was slacking off. He just knew that there would be some killer waves to come in, so Kyle did the thing that always came naturally to him: he woke up at 3am, took a shower, and surfed for a few hours. Of course, where he surfed wasn’t practical considering he lived in Long Beach.

The waves he rode were in San Diego.

Yeah, maybe he understood why Malu was mad. Or maybe she just needed to chill. Or maybe she hasn’t pulled that stick out of her ass ever since her last relationship fizzled out. Truth be told, there wasn’t much Kyle could do there. She got with this person and they dumped her. And instead of dealing with it like the more mature sibling she claims to be, she lashes out at him just because he chose to go to the San Diego Beach and ride some waves on a school day.

“And I’m the rude one?”

Kyle shook his head and went to get some food, then went to class.

As the morning progressed, Kyle deduced a few things were made obvious. Number one was the most obvious and that was the incredible discomfort he found himself experiencing when he realized that one of his best bros, Cassian, his little sister sat behind him. And throughout most of that time spent trying to focus on whatever Miss Goldman was saying, he felt the tug internally between wanting to acknowledge her (yes, he’s aware that’s bad) and ignoring her existence for obvious reasons, but also because her brother was sitting in the next row and a couple of seats behind him.

So all in all, Kyle didn’t hear a single word that she said, but before he realized it, the Principal appeared on the screen. Kyle was getting ready to prop up, but when the old man told them to stand up for the pledge, there seemed to be a few others that just groaned when they stood up. And after it was all done, the old man talked a bit about what the year was going to look like.

When Mr. McGregor mentioned homeroom, there was a feeling of dread that passed through Kyle’s entire body when he realized he’d be in hell with one of his best bro’s little sister behind him and Cass watching like a hawk. Or maybe he wouldn’t. All Kyle knew was that he was in for one hell of a last year.

And after they were left go. And after the assembly ended, which left Kyle feeling a lot better than he had all morning, he was pumped. The Carnival was awaiting the most chill, yet most hypest surfer in all of Delbrook and Long Beach.

“Let's do this!” Kyle pumped himself up.

With a loud “wooo!”, he took to a charge towards the lacrosse field.

Kyle went deep into the carnival and had his eye on that big hammer thing with the bell...what was it called again? Honestly, Kyle never knew the name of it, but he knew that it was his favorite attraction alongside the ring toss. But it was the first thing he saw, so once he got his fill, he’d seek out the ring toss.

As the easily excitable surfer took off to a run, he found himself smiling. There were a couple of reasons for this. The bright lights from some of the more well-lit attractions and booths, the energy he felt when he stepped onto the field, but it was more than that, but also simpler. He was smiling because nobody was in line at the hammer-and-bell thing. So, he’d have first, second, third, and maybe if he was feeling lucky, fourth cracks at it.

“Kyle!”

He heard a murmur of his name being called out amongst the loud chatter and sounds. It caused him to stop and look around.

“Kyle! Over here!”

He heard his name being called again, but this time he found who was calling him.

“Oh no…” He shook his head. “Just...keep walking. Don’t do it. Yeah, she’s cute, but donnnn’t do it!”

As he repeatedly tried to convince himself that walking over to a cheek-to-cheek smiling Sandra was a bad idea, especially when she was wearing a really nice top--

Okay, you definitely shouldn’t be looking at what she’s wearing…

As Kyle half turned his gaze away from Sandra, he could still hear her call to him and he could still see her move her raised arm up in the air, as if trying to get his attention. If she had just learned when to quit, he could still make it to the hammer-and-bell game. It was less than ten feet away from him, but as he made a step towards it, he heard a gutwrenching sound that selectively paralyzed him only when he turned back around.

That sound that he heard was the godawful scream of one Alessandra Bishop after she found out how much force a speeding volleyball could dish out when it came into contact with the forehead

What felt like an internal struggle for Kyle was a simple game of tug-of-war. On one side, Kyle knew it wasn’t his job to go to her side, especially if it turned out she was okay. If he went over there and did make sure she was okay and wanted to leave, he knew she wouldn’t let him. God knew that if he did go over there, Kyle would curse himself because he didn’t want to give Cass the wrong idea.

But then the other side came into play.

Kyle was a good guy. Not only that, but all things be damned — including his kindasorta crush on Sandra — Kyle didn’t have it in him to leave Sandra, or anyone for that matter, laying on the ground after being struck in the face by a volleyball.

Rubbing his temples, he cursed himself and was running away from the hammer-and-bell game. He hadn’t looked back at it. He ran full speed to Sandra’s side and took a knee. Internally, he was still cursing but he couldn’t just leave her. “Hey, uh, you alright there, Ali?”

Secret Force: A Power Rangers Story

Here's my boy!

Levi Forrester || Green Ranger Hopeful

<sub>24 - Green Ranger - Mailman/Adrenaline Junkie - 5'9" - Gregg Sulkin


Like a true nature child
We were born
Born to be wild
We can climbed so high</sub>

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Character Description

Levi has always been a thrillseeker, a boy who wanted to prove to the world that he wasn't afraid.

Growing up in Angel Grove, he was always a hyperactive knucklehead (though most people just called him an idiot) who got into trouble. It started when he was an infant and he'd make himself the center of attention by drawing it from anyone he could and getting it from anyone he could. At his core, he is a fun-loving person and this always came through as much as the sun rises in the east and sets in the west. His parents always encouraged him to live his life as long as he maintained at least some form of boundaries.

But to a thrillseeker, to someone whose high came from that brush with death, boundaries don't mean the same thing to him as they do to most people. Between his indulgences in wave boarding (that eventually became hover wave-boarding) to skating and rock climbing and basically any extreme activity that would satiate that desire for the rush, Levi kept pushing his body to the max, kept pushing his mind past the limit, and kept busy. and sometimes he would even venture into places he may or may not be allowed to step foot on.

As someone whose greatest academic accomplishments were graduating high school with the bare minimum GPA requirement, he was never someone who could understand anything past basic communication. Technology wasn't his strong suit and if you were to ask him about any current events, he'll just give you a blank expression. Instead, Levi will cheer you on and support you if you're going through anything difficult and he'll make you laugh and help you feel better by being a solid friend. In that, he is without a doubt the smartest man in the room. His heart is huge. And really, that's what's most important, right?

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Delbrook Academy High School

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Malu Vass

_{"I've brains and braun, and I'm mad as hell. Don't test me."}

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_______________________________________ N A M E Malina Leilani Vass ∞ Malu, Mad Malu, Maliboo (only a select few can get away with it) A L I A S E S Malu Vass Offical @MadMalu @MadMalu A G E 16 || February 16th G E N D E R Cisgender female S E X U A L I T Y Bisexual (slight female lean) - Malu isn't against dating boys, but boys are dumb and she likes the gentle touch some girls bring to the table. C U R R E N T C I T Y High school is set in the LA School District, so.. the choice is yours as long as it fits in that area! E T H N I C I T Y Native Hawaiian, ScotIrish, Chinese, and Japanese _______________________________________ A P P E R A N C E Height: 5’5” Weight: 130lbs/59kg Hair: Dark Brown || silky to the touch, mid-back length Eyes: Dark Brown Body Type: Petite Body Marks: She has several piercings along her head: earlobe, nose, eyebrows, and tongue Clothing Style: Like her brother, Malu is a creature of comfort. Baggy clothes from oversized jeans, windbreaker jackets and pants to oversized sweatshirts and shirts, Malu embodies everything one might expect from a SoCal skater girl. She prefers vans over all other skater shoe brands. She typically has a plethora of hats as well: knit caps, actual hats, bandanas tied over her head. She also fashions herself a fan of big loop earrings and piercings as she has several. She usually fashions her hair naturally and tied up with anything really: clips, hairties, etc. _______________________________________ R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S Recently Single (long story) Crushes . . . Flings . . . Past Relationships . . . F A M I L Y father: ∞ Akoni Kahale Vass || 55 || Retired Surfer/Owner of VassWear, a successful surfing apparel and equipment brand || FC: Keanu Reeves mother: ∞ Mitsuki "Suki" Vass (nee. Watanabe) || 54 || Retired Skater; now a consultant for skating games such as Skate and Skater XL || FC: Tomita Tamlyn older brother: ∞ Skylar Aolani Vass || 17|| Senior at Delbrook Academy; ametuer surfer and full-time dumbass || FC: Booboo Stewart P E T S ∞ Rocky (4 years old male) - Male Black Lab || Lola (4 and a half years old ) - Female White Lab ∞ Hawk (3 years old) - Male Saint Benard _______________________________________ H O M E S W E E T H O M E House Room _______________________________________

____________________________________________________________________________ L I K E S ✔ Going to any skatepark to unwind. ✔ #winning - Like her older brother, Malu loves to win, but her version of winning is more about acing her tests and getting the top marks and, during decathelon season, when the Delbrook team wins, she feels vindicated beyond belief ✔ Bizarre food combos - the odder the better. Malu's tastebuds aren't like most, so naturally things like peanut butter ramen and flaming hot cheetos-crusted grilled cheese hits the spot ✔ When she’s trying to focus, Malu puts her beats headphones on and blasts some hardcore gangsta rap. Anything from Pac, Biggie, P-Diddy, and NWA focuses her mind.. ✔ Malu's a nerd and she isn't shy about it (but doesn't broadcast it), so naturally she watches a lot of anime and superhero fiction, reads comicbooks, and, though video games aren't always her forte, sometimes you can catch her playing Final Fantasy and Kingdom Hearts with the occasional MOBA if she has the time D I S L I K E S ✘ #losing - like her brother, Malu doesn’t like losing, either. It infuriates her to no end. ✘ Being late to school. Her perfect attendance record is kind of important to her and usually whenever her brother has it in his hands, she grows increasingly annoyed with him. ✘ Limes - from the color to its sour taste, Malu just doesn’t vibe with it. She much prefers the tanginess of a grapefruit or a lemon vs gross limes. ✘ Her brother’s annoying habits of “going witht he flow”. As someone who is pretty anal about punctuionality, Malu can’t handle it sometimes. ✘ Know-it-alls who don’t actually know it all. Malu knows her shit but she doesn’t brag; she shows it. Those who brag probably are compensating for something. ____________________________________________________________________________ P E R S O N A L I T Y Intelligent → observant → analytical → passionate → ambitious/ambitchous → arrogant → self-critical → stubborn → has a volcanic temper ____________________________________________________________________________ Malu is the exact opposite of her brother. While both are loud in their own right and have a certain energy to them that makes it undoubtable they are related, Malu's energy is less chaotic than Kyle's; she has a focus. She is an amateur skater, but that is not what she devotes most of her time to. Even though part of her heart is with it, academics is where she feels her soul pulling her towards. She has a bright mind and using that, she has devoted herself to her studies. She's observant and has comprehension skills that far outclass most of the members of her family. With AP classes making up most of her class schedule, she proves that she has the drive to succeed. But sometimes this means Malu is too driven. She has the tendency to never give up and while that's normally a positive thing, she does it obsessively and may even put everything in her rear-view mirror as she tries to accomplish whatever her mind has convinced to put her all into. Malu is someone who will also go to bat for those closest to her. Unlike her brother who tries to go more diplomatic or get everyone to chill, Malu is a fighter. If she has a problem with you or you cause one for her, she won't hesitate to show you why they dub her "Mad Malu". And as a lover, she's equally as passionate, but she gets jealous easy. Or at least it is assumed. Truth be told, Malu hasn't actually had a girlfriend or boyfriend mainly due to her obsessive nature of devoting everything to her schoolwork. ____________________________________________________________________________ B I O G R A P H Y There is a love story that holds a lot of importance in the Skating and Surfing worlds. Two cultures that have often been associated with each other, yet both have significantly different vibes (as the kids say). Surfers are laid back and relaxed. They are very much “go with the flow”, as is the requirement of their sport. Meanwhile, skaters are rowdier. They live by a “live free or die trying” creed. They are rebellious and not always law-abiding. They are rough around the edges and usually come from broken homes. Their aggression takes form in the music often associated with them. And their tricks are flashy. Very much a “high risk and high reward” style. And yet if you really think about it, they aren’t all that different. That’s what brings us to how these two collide and why it is so relevant to Skyler and Malina Vass. IT is because their parents comes from both worlds. And much like their parents, they followed in the same footsteps. In the shadow of Akoni Vass, Skyler found a love in the freedom and the relaxed vibes that the ocean gave him, while Malina, who was very much like her mother, Mitsuki Watanabe. Aggressive, graceful, and full of attitude. And the story of how Akoni and Mitsuki met is something of a romantic tale that goes back nearly thirty years. Akoni, a native to the Island of Oahu, Hawaii, came from a long line of Big Wave Surfers. And he was a gifted one at that. At just twenty years old, he was in the surfing finals in 1985. It was him and an Australian by the name of Jason Dust (clearly not his real name but that’s what everyone called him). He got the name in how he always left everyone in his dust and won every competition he paritipated in. And this one was no different. While he lost in the competition, it was after that a nineteen year old Japanese girl came up to him. She introduced herself as Suki. They talked for ten minutes about how close he came and how hse was rooting for him. She said she had been following his career for a few months and how she admired his talents. And then at the luau, they talked some more. They’d spend the entire night off on their own, talking about anything and everything: their hobbies, interests, what kind of music they liked, what kind they hated, their favorite food, least favorite, and pretty much everything came up. It’s funny. They were two people who met by chance. She was visiting her grandfather who lived on the island and there she met the boy who would become the love of her life - only it wasn't at that moment. It wouldn’t be until twelve years later at the 1997 Summer X-Games that were being hosted in San Diego where he’d see Suki again. It didn’t matter that he received international success as a multiple award-winning surfer and had made a name for himself, or that so much time had gone by since he last saw her, Akoni knew her face almost immediately. And when she took gold in the Vert event by landing a 720 tailgrab and she was getting honored, he thought about all the time wasted and he rushed to the podium. Of course, security recognize dhim and in a rare moment, they let him go on stage. After several moments of letting the audience realize that Akoni Vass was in the crowd, he went straight to Suki, knowing full well she knew who he was (or so he hoped) and he stumbled through his words only to say “frick it” into the microphone and got down on one knee. “We haven’t seen each other in so many years, but I never forgot you. Suki, marry me babe!” And she didn’t hesitate to say yes. On the day where, until five minutes before seeing Akoni, her biggest thought was how happy she was about all of her hard work paying off. But after it all, now she was engaged to the person she’d spend the following 20+ years with and have two amazing children with. And no matter how many times the story gets told in their household, both Kyle and Malu never seem to be able to fake their smile. It is more than just a nice, romantic tale about how two people who didn’t think they’d ever see each other again end up not only finding their way back to each other, but carpe diem life. It’s about how all the success in the world never fill the void of true happiness. But one big takeaway they both have (albeit for very different reasons) is how their parents’ story, much like the old tradition, is also their legacy. But for Malu, the impact the story had on her isn't as important as what her mother did in her day. She proved everybody wrong that being a champion at the X Games wasn't just a boys club. That was something that Malu always clung to. She knew most girls her age, especially when they heard of their parents' grand love story, would hone in on the romantic aspect of her father proposing after they hadn't seen each other for so long. And yeah, maybe Malu thought that at first, but the older she grew up and more confident and sure about what she wanted out of life, the more she came to look up to her mother's groundbreaking achievements and wanting to do the same. She didn't want to be another pretty face nor did she want to be the person who would have the tagline "just like her mother did before her". She wanted to stand on her own. Yet, Malu isn't at the point yet that she knows exactly what she wants. Despite her desires, her love the sport that her mother brought up in is there. Her mother's influence is all around her in more ways than she probably realizes. She feels a pull towards the sport, but she also wants to stand on her own two feet, separated from her parents' accomplishments. She just doesn't know what she wants to do. ____________________________________________________________________________ S C H O O L I N F O G R A D E Y E A R 11th - Junior G P A & A V E R A G E 3.9 || B+ and A- average - 90/92% average E L E C T I V E C L A S S E S Trig & Physics E X T R A C U R R I C U L A R ∞ Academic Decathelon Team ∞ Occasionally tudors T R A N S P O R T A T I O N When she isn't dragged around by her idiot older brother, Malu gets around with her board P L A N S A F T E R G R A D U A T I O N Hard to say. Malu has her heart set on Harvard or Yale. Those are her dream schools, but selection is hard and acceptances are even more difficult. It's why she's putting in as many AP courses that she can get. And why she's tutoring so she can beef up her application. But then there's her skating. God only knows that if she wanted to, Malu could make it big. She has the talent, but she doesn't want to be just known for that. What should she do? Forget about getting a degree that could set her up for life so she can just be referred to as Suki 2.0? Is that really something she'd be okay with? ____________________________________________________________________________ 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 When she was a preteen, she made a good amount of money from skating competitions that she saved. Her current income is from her tutoring. Rich parents want their dumb kids to barely pass and that's where Malu comes in. F A V O R I T E P L A C E S ∞ Houghton Skatepark ∞ Long Beach Towne Center ∞ Any comic book store, especially when the new Saga and Wonder Woman is due and Comic Con when it's Comic Con season R E S P O N S I B I L I T I E S ∞ Making sure she’s the top of her class, which given she’s thrown in with the seniors, it’s a lot. And Malu likes the challenge that brings. ∞ Making sure her spot on the Academic Decathelon team stays hers. ∞ Not ruining her perfect attendance, which given her main mode of transportation is her idiot brother, that proves to be more difficult than it should be. ∞ Tutoring the occasional dumbass ____________________________________________________________________________ O T H E R Growing up, in addition to her mother, Malu had always looked up to women who were icons like Rosa Parks, Joan Jett, Hayley Williams This isn't just limited to real life. Malu took a liking to powerful women in fiction like Wonder Woman, Supergirl, Batgirl, Katness Everdeen, etc An unashamed guilty pleasure of Malu's are daytime soap operas. Don't judge her, but Days of Our Lives is her favorite and has been ever since 2009. She will fight anyone that Marlena's possession storyline was actually pretty iconic. Malu isn't picky on who she tutors, but if they're a lost cause, she'll tell the parents - almost brutally When it comes to the decathlon team, she normally assumes the role of captain until someone either officially declares her the team captain or someone more qualified comes forward. She hates any kind of vinegar: distilled, red wine, balsamic -- whatever it is, she doesn't like it. Hates her full name and punches anyone who dares to call her Malina. T H E M E S O N G Got Her Own - Ariana Grande (feat. Victoria Monet) Face Claim: Fivel Stewart - | #dc413c/Crimson

Descension - A Modern God RP

Potentially interested.

Well, I definitely am, but need to make sure I'm not overbooking myself.

If I do join, I might snag Thor and someone, maybe, who could fit my typical himbo vibe. Gotta have that idiot boy cause, ya know, it's me.