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Name: Olle Mattis
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Her body type is lanky. She's not some sort of fitness junkie, however she's a bit muscular from hunting. When able to she wears her favorite Gamo hoodie that has camo running down one sleeve (encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tb..) (If you ask her, one of her 'weakling' relatives bought it thinking of the airgun company), with a grey shirt underneath, and either slightly baggy blue jeans or cargo pants. Wearing the respirator with goggles is more of a need for her. She absolutely refuses to go without it. Most people think it's because she's a prepper and waiting for chemical warfare. For whatever reason, Olle sees it as sort of an insult if you ask why she wears it.

Gender: Female
Age: 17
Year Level: 2nd Year
Faction/club: Imperial Regiment / Ballistics Club
Power: (I'm not going to make this OP at all.) The Power of 'Truth'. No, it isn't the one you've seen in books where the protagonist is able to make people speak the truth. Instead of that it's rather simple: The ability to sense ammo and catch it in midair. It doesn't work one hundred percent of the time, and the side effects aren't generous if performed regularly. Most of the time doing it requires her to go through both physical and mental pain. Knowing this she tries not to use it often.
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Weapons: Olle carries a Becker bk7 with her normally, along with a small pocket sized Victorinox Swiss Army SD knife. For a handgun she conceals a Glock 34 Gen 3 9mm on her basically everywhere she goes, locked and loaded with ammo. Her last weapon is a Browning A-Bolt 3 Composite Stalker rifle plus a sling. She doesn't carry it often around campus due to it's size, however she can be seen around with it sometimes.
Score: R / 32,468 P / 31,093
Fight Log and Statistics: (Just putting this here so I won't forget during the RP.)
W/L - W/L Ratio -
I'd be interested in doing this.
I'd definitely be interested in this. I haven't roleplayed in many horror/thriller/suspense (Guessing that's the genre) so my senses are tingling for this.
IncredibleBee said
I'd be more interested if I wasn't stuck as a teenager.


Oh, yeah. I'm going to try and cleanup this post. I actually came up with more ideas instead of this one just centered around the 'bad' teens. Other roles could be played - parents, teachers, police officers, shop owners, etc - 'good' teens and their perspective on the crimes eating away at their city. Will be adding the new details to the post.
Oh okay. Sorry everyone, I went inactive for a little while. Anyone still interested?
Well, I haven't seen any RP's that really go into too much detail about crime in youth, much less the youth gang culture. Wondering if anyone will be interested in doing this, with, characters around pre-teen to teen age. The RP will appropriate for teens, however, meaning it's going to include profanity, underage drinking, use of drugs, possibly illegal fighting, and et cetera.
Ugh, sorry guys. I started back school way earlier than I expected. Should be back up and around shortly.
"Look guys, I don't mean to intrude or anything..." Vic was back to her regular self. "But, gee wiz, there's a quest. So we should probably call a something, and then jump on a anything, then go to a hotel, and then jump back on a something."

She gave a cheap grumble, and adjusted her slingshot in her pocket, so that it felt a bit more comfortable to walk.Truthfully, she felt a little happy that they were able to make up.
Vic shall stand by as this moment passes, acknowledging that Michael and Valen are indeed having a 'mixed time'.

Yup, not even going to interrupt it, at ALL.
"So, Mics, you're giving it to the most irresponsible person. Where do I put this thing-" She felt a distant tingling feeling going up her hands. She strangely felt the need to dance, god, it was so relaxing. But Vic was a awful dancer. So no dancing. "I mean, if I was walking up and down the street, would the Mist cover it? And what if I dropped my backpack...?"

"I'm voting that Michael will end up tasting toilet water." Vic joked. "I'll make it happen. Believe me."
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