BubblegumQueen

Not Good Enough - IC (Duncan and Violet)

"어머니, 저는 단순히 컴퓨터 용 부품을 집어 들고 있습니다. 내가 전에 해 봤는데, 난 괜찮을거야." (Mother, I am simply picking up parts for my computer. I've done this before, I'll be fine.)

"아가씨,이 품목들을 온라인으로 주문하면됩니다. 왜 떠나는거야?" (Darling, you know that you could simply... order this items online. Why leave?)

Violet looked around, the store was small and somewhat out-of place considering it was surrounded by food joints and a Starbucks. However, it had quality parts and she really wanted to add some faster parts to her mac. After all, she had nothing better to do with her afternoon. So...

"나는 더 나가야 해. 게다가, 아버지는 그의 기분 중 하나에 다시있다. 오늘 밤 내 집에 머물러 있을지도 몰라." (I need to get out more. Besides, father is in one of his moods again. I might just stay at my place tonight.)

"나는 당신이 당신의 아파트를 위해 구한 것을 알고 있으며, 당신은 당신의 생일에 그 아파트에 이사 할 준비가되어 있습니다. 하지만, 우리는 단지 2 주 더 있습니다. 적어도 머무를 생각은 할 수 있습니다? 네 아버지가 사업하는 동안 어떻게되는지 알아, 그건 아주 ..." (I know that you saved up for your apartment and you're ready to move into it on your birthday. But, we only have 2 more weeks with you. Can you, at least, think about staying? You know how your father gets during business, it's very im...)

Violet did a very great job tuning her mother out as the same thing began pouring out of her mouth. 'Oh, darling, your father is just very stressed', 'This deal means a lot to him, you know that', and her own personal favorite 'You know that he loves you just as much as Mari, right?'

The fact that she had to mention her sister was an answer in and of itself.

Deciding to stop sitting on her bike, she cut the conversation short. "어머니, 아버지가 나를 사랑 하신다는 것을 압니다. 걱정마. 그냥 내 공간이 필요해, 알았지? 나는 너를 사랑하지만, 나는 가야 해. 안녕." (Mother, I know father loves me. Don't worry. I just need my space, okay? I love you but, I have to go. Bye.)

Quickly hitting the 'End' button, she stuffed the phone into the pocket of her pants. To be honest, she had no plans for leaving the mansion other then to go to her own apartment. But, as she was sitting around drawing she came up with an idea for upgrades to her computer, her baby, Roxy. So, with inspiration flowing through her, she got dressed in whatever and left for the store.

Speaking of which...

Violet got off of her motorcycle, putting down the kickstand before placing her helmet on the handlebars. Removing her chunky headphones from their place around her neck, she put them on her ears. The cable was already connected to her phone so she was instantly flooded with music. Right as a new song started as well.

-ow is the climax to the story that gives the demons and angels purpose.~

Her head lightly moved to the beat as she entered the store, waving to the familiar face of the cashier. Glancing at the other person working, she felt a balloon of annoyance flare up inside of her. Kennedy Waller. I've seen her around a few times and she's honestly one of the most passively aggressive people I've ever met. Honestly, I've never seen someone with a smile so big but with eyes so hateful...

Shaking off whatever feelings she had, she moved over to the back to look over at some spare processors. Humming quietly under her breath, she idly looked around seeing that the place was mostly empty... except for one other person. She recognized him but she didn't know his name. She'd seen him around school but never talked to him. She'd always found him to be... out of her league. Even though she came from money, a lot of them came from money. And she wasn't the most attractive or smartest person. So, it was doubtful he noticed her.

Shaking her head at her own childish notions, she went to pick up a processor only to see Kennedy walk over to the man with her large smile in place. Oh no... She thought to herself, reaching into her pocket to turn down her music.

"Hello, sir! I see that you appear to be having some trouble. May I interest you in perhaps a tablet of some sort?"

The Shackled Relic

Heh, my character is about to just leave any second. Like, run out of the room, fuck grace.

Safe and Unsounded

@SundropHmm... prudish with soft hair...

Hehe, Trinity is going to love your character.

Bubblegum's Characters[Created a new account][ignore this][will be reposted]

Name: Trinity (Or Trin)
Age: Is actually 548... she keeps track. But, physically she looks about 19 or 20.

History:
Trinity is a vampire, turned sometime in the 1400s. She lived a rather normal life for a girl of the times. Sure, she always had this inner desire for adventure. An inner desire to break the mold and become more than just the daughter of a wealthy father, cursed to produce children and take care of the house for the rest of her life. And she was able to, when she was attacked one night in her home by a starving vampire and... boom. Hello eternal life.

She didn't really have much training or... really any at all. She kinda just had to go with the flow and figure out what works. Blood? Euphoric. Crosses? Who cares? Coffins? Comfortable, albeit cliche. Garlic? Gross but harmless. No-Reflection thing? Sadly truth but you learn to adapt. Sun? Hurts like a bitch but mostly to your eyes. Everywhere else? A sun burn that could then cause you to burst into flames if you stay in it long enough.

She spent years running around, exploring and doing everything she's always wanted. She traveled to foreign places, learned so much, and she DID so much. She left her 'home' without ever giving it another glance. Sure, she kept up with her descendants and such but she never made herself known. She was no longer Trinita Volgara Hymm. She was just Trinity. The old her was dead and she was okay with that. Sure, she saved up money but she also stole. A LOT. Like, a lot of stuff. And she also killed a LOT of people. She's tried to not kill that much over the past century but it's a work in progress.

These days, she works as a bartender in a nightclub. She doesn't really need the money, she's managed to save up quite a lot even though she does still steal because... it's fun... the rest was history.

Abilities:
Super Speed: This one was practically a given. Due to her vampiric state, she is able to run really fast.
Super Strength: Come on, you should've seen this coming.
Insomnia: Trinity is undead. She has no need for sleep.
Advanced hearing and sight: Comes with the territory.
Compell: The ability to make someone do whatever you want. Works only on humans. However, if they're aware of what she's doing or are strong-willed, they can be immune.
Music: She's always had a passion for the music. And although she'll always love the music from the 1900s, she has developed an adoration for current music. She's good at it. You need help making or identifying something, she's got you covered.
Occupation/Work: Bartender/Part-Time performer at said club.
Personality Traits and Quirks: Trinity is quite the departure from who she used to be, and from what you'd expect given the time she grew up in. She's confident, a bit more sexual and open. She's bluntly honest and is not afraid to give her opinions on whatever topic. If there's one thing she can do, it's talk.

She's a bit more playful in nature, having an adoration for pranks and jokes. Due to being forced to stand up straight and be quiet and docile, she's taking her newfound freedom and using it. She's not necessarily the smartest girl around, but she is good with random facts and knowledge. She's experienced a lot in her time.

She's brave, sometimes stupidly so. But, if there's one thing she doesn't experience often, it's anger. She's not an angry being. She's more of the 'flow along' and 'let the chips fall where they may' kinda girl. Some may mistake that for apathy, she prefers the term: Relaxed. And sure, she may have an inability to stay still and a huge craving for adventure but that doesn't make her unreasonable.

Safe and Unsounded

Character up!

Safe and Unsounded

Name: Trinity (Or Trin, as Rosella is allowed to call her.)
Age: Is actually 548... she keeps track. But, physically she looks about 19 or 20.
Family Role: Older sister
Placement and Design of Contract Seal: A boughet of marigold flowers on her lower back, thorns encircling the stems.
History:
Trinity is a vampire, turned sometime in the 1400s. She lived a rather normal life for a girl of the times. Sure, she always had this inner desire for adventure. An inner desire to break the mold and become more than just the daughter of a wealthy father, cursed to produce children and take care of the house for the rest of her life. And she was able to, when she was attacked one night in her home by a starving vampire and... boom. Hello eternal life.

She didn't really have much training or... really any at all. She kinda just had to go with the flow and figure out what works. Blood? Euphoric. Crosses? Who cares? Coffins? Comfortable, albeit cliche. Garlic? Gross but harmless. No-Reflection thing? Sadly truth but you learn to adapt. Sun? Hurts like a bitch but mostly to your eyes. Everywhere else? A sun burn that could then cause you to burst into flames if you stay in it long enough.

She spent years running around, exploring and doing everything she's always wanted. She traveled to foreign places, learned so much, and she DID so much. She left her 'home' without ever giving it another glance. Sure, she kept up with her descendants and such but she never made herself known. She was no longer Trinita Volgara Hymm. She was just Trinity. The old her was dead and she was okay with that. Sure, she saved up money but she also stole. A LOT. Like, a lot of stuff. And she also killed a LOT of people. She's tried to not kill that much over the past century but it's a work in progress.

These days, she works as a bartender in a nightclub. She doesn't really need the money, she's managed to save up quite a lot even though she does still steal because... it's fun. And it was when she first came to town that she met young, Rosella. Poor girl was walking by herself SO Trinity took the initiative and walked her home and... well, although it's kinda cramping her style... the rest was history.

Abilities:
Super Speed: This one was practically a given. Due to her vampiric state, she is able to run really fast.
Super Strength: Come on, you should've seen this coming.
Insomnia: Trinity is undead. She has no need for sleep.
Advanced hearing and sight: Comes with the territory.
Compell: The ability to make someone do whatever you want. Works only on humans. However, if they're aware of what she's doing or are strong-willed, they can be immune.
Music: She's always had a passion for the music. And although she'll always love the music from the 1900s, she has developed an adoration for current music. She's good at it. You need help making or identifying something, she's got you covered.
Occupation/Work: Bartender/Part-Time performer at said club.
Personality Traits and Quirks: Trinity is quite the departure from who she used to be, and from what you'd expect given the time she grew up in. She's confident, a bit more sexual and open. She's bluntly honest and is not afraid to give her opinions on whatever topic. If there's one thing she can do, it's talk.

She's a bit more playful in nature, having an adoration for pranks and jokes. Due to being forced to stand up straight and be quiet and docile, she's taking her newfound freedom and using it. She's not necessarily the smartest girl around, but she is good with random facts and knowledge. She's experienced a lot in her time.

She's brave, sometimes stupidly so. But, if there's one thing she doesn't experience often, it's anger. She's not an angry being. She's more of the 'flow along' and 'let the chips fall where they may' kinda girl. Some may mistake that for apathy, she prefers the term: Relaxed. And sure, she may have an inablity to stay still and a huge craving for adventure but that doesn't make her unreasonable.

Safe and Unsounded

Hmm... we have the stoic mom... I think I have an idea.

The Shackled Relic

Awesome! Welp, I got the post up. Hope you all like mah character, I think she pretty cool and jazz.

The Shackled Relic

Mila

It's okay... it's okay... breathe. This is for your family. Family... family...

"Ya alrigh' 'ere, miss?"

Mila was brought from her thoughts by the sound of her guide. Bright blue eyes shifted over to the voice. A young man, probably too young. Wide eyed and freckled with dirty clothing. The man who she could only assume to be his father worked on the rowing while the boy mostly gave directions. Regardless, the boy was as cute as a puppy... in a weird sort of way.

Putting on an easy smile, Mila responded. "Don't worry, dearie. A lil' water isn't gonna scare me." She held a light drawl, voice naturally a bit deeper and huskier than you'd expect a woman to have. But, it was what she was born with and besides... she definitely knew how to work it to her advantage.

She watched with an almost predatory glee as the young boy flushed. She leaned back in the boat, satisfied with the reaction. Even IF she was an older woman by some standards, she still knew how to make the boys flush. And the boy's father? Now THAT was hilarious.

As it seemed, the older gentleman was a... frequent visitor to her place of work. And she vaguely recalled him being quite... intoxicated and usually making quite... lewd gestures towards her and the other dancers. It seems he remembered too if his inablility to look her in the eye and his 'kind' insistance that it would only take half-price to row her to her destination.

Sometimes I love being me, She thought casually. She wasn't being narcassistic, simply... thankful.

But, she didn't have much time to relax when the father called out, "Land up ahead!" Mila immediately straightened, uncrossing her legs and leaning forward as she looked towards the island. The island that would hopefully give her what she desired. What her family needed.

Stop the problem before it arises. Those were her thoughts as the feelings of worry crept up her spine. If she kept said words in the forefront of her mind, she's sure she would do fine. Hopefully.

The next few minutes were a blur. They arrived on the island and she could faintly recall her instructing the pair to wait for her. She took a second to familarize herself with the solid ground before marching with determination towards the cave. Well, more like a temple surrounded by ruins but who was she to judge?

Regardless of any skepicism she might've had earlier, being around such history and mystery did catch her attention. Such unfamilar territory was enough to send a shiver through her body. She was excited. Genuinely excited. Whether it be for the prospect of the wish or just the excitement of something NEW for once. She wasn't sure. But, she also didn't really care.

Unable to stop the soft humming that betrayed her excitement, she jogged through the temple in order to reach the mental. She kept repeating the wish in her mind, making sure she knew every word.

I want my family to have naturally long and happy lives. Protect them from tragedy until it is their time to pass. Please give them good will and good fortune... they need it. More than I do, at least.

Repeating it in her head, she thought she was prepared as soon as she entered the main room. However, she wasn't.

At all.

The light was just so... bright. It illuminated the room and, for some reason or another, Mila couldn't remove her eyes from it. Years of vigilance in order to remain steps ahead of grabby men made her aware of other people in the room. But, she didn't care. She just felt so... drawn... in.

Shatter!

The suddenness of it made her gasp, reflexively covering her eyes. But, it was only then, during the silence that remained afterwards, that she became very aware of... everyone else. It was... difficult to explain. It was almost like another sense. Just on the edge of her mind, she could feel these other people there, rattling around. She got this strange inclination from feelings and thoughts that weren't her own.

Hand going to her head once the first voice arrived, the two others that followed it made her take a few steps back towards the hallway she came from. H-have I gone mad? That was her first thought, her left hand going to her head while her right moved to the skirt of her dress, gripping it firmly. At that point, a small part of her was glad she'd chosen to wear her casual wear instead of her 'work outfit/fancy-wear'. While the slit would've been nice, the length would've just slown her down. And at this point, she was pretty much on the verge of fleeing and not sticking around, her curious nature could bugger off for all she cared.

The Shackled Relic

Sorry for being a bit late to the party, working on a post now.