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Mirrored Fate

I was born and raised in the West Coast. Say anything negative about California and I will kill you.

Mizuho you baby come here to Momma <3

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It just doesn't sound as fun as making you jealous of me /hairflip

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;) What else am I here for besides making you envious about not getting snow days off?

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Yeah, I filled out Anneka's as a sort of prediction, but we'll see what actually happens. I'll definitely be updating as time goes on, but it's a good way to get everyone to actually read everyone's CS, I think.

So we've had a whole week off of school two weeks ago because of snow, and another week off of school this week because of now. Basically, being a second semester senior is great.

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"Thank you so much, sir, for your kindness. Please, let me pay you for the extra night." Anneka reached for the small bag she carried on her belt where she stored her money and searched, fingers grasping at empty air, vain hope that a few gold pieces would materialize. No, she had run out of money a long time ago. She had been running on luck and the currency of good deeds for the past few days, and miraculously, things seemed to fall into place when you wished hard enough. That couldn't be true, Anneka knew, but she believed that when you do good, good will be done to you, and so far, her life had been a living testament to that. So far, anyway.

"No, no, it was my pleasure, after you helped us clean so late into the night. Please, accept it was a gift." Old Man Keller bowed shortly and smiled, surprising Anneka. He had been rather curt the past few days, short temper and all. See, people were good to you if you were good to them.

"If you insist!" she said, shrugging her shoulders happily. She hoisted her backpack, worn out from long years of travel, over her back and embraced Old Man Keller. Caught off guard, he froze and stiffened, to which Anneka quickly jumped back. Oops, maybe that had been too far. She smiled apologetically and waved her hand instead. "Take care of yourself," she said politely, bending her head in a show of respect before she turned and exited the inn. She had stayed at this particular lodging for longer than usual: an entirety of five days. She wanted to travel and explore, and Anneka firmly believed that she couldn't do that without relocating often. Of course, it made for a rather large dent in her coin bag after a single month, but she always improvised. Somehow, things fell into place if she tried hard enough. She'd spent her fair share having to sleep in abandoned barns, but either way, Anneka made do. Surprisingly, and luckily, she was a quick learner and an easy adapter, adjusting to her surroundings like slipping into a new nightgown.

It was time to start the process all over again, each time different than the rest. She adjusted the strap as she walked calmly on, surveying the crowd today and deciding to enter the marketplace. She didn't have any money on her, but it certainly couldn't hurt to examine today's merchandise. Maybe she'd even find a booth to buy a few of her belongings, although Anneka truthfully didn't know what she would sell. She would have to take on more odd jobs on her way to the next village. Oh, but that dress was rather fetching... and the jewelry, exquisite. And the daggers were awfully shiny... Engrossed in the day's plethora of offerings, Anneka wandered deeper and deeper into the marketplace, completely unaware of where exactly she was going. Times like these always reminded her of home: gazing upon beautiful items she would have gladly bought without a moment's hesitation. But she had learned, and surprisingly, had proved to be more adept at trading than she had expected.

An abrupt series of shouts jostled her out of her absorbed mindset, and without thinking, Anneka began to run towards the sound. By the time she got there, though, things seemed to have settled down - or at least, the main source of conflict was clearly over. A girl was sitting on the ground, people were looking at her in concern, and things were awfully confusing. A familiar thrill of excitement chilled her blood, the same sensation that overcame her when she was on the brink of a new adventure. She ignored it, however, in favor of rushing before the girl, kneeling in front of her and joining two others. Impulsively, she put a hand on the stranger's knee and furrowed her brows in concern. "What happened?" she asked, looking up at the other people who had obviously come to her aid. "What happened?" she repeated before anyone had the chance to answer, her anger rising and seeping through her voice.

Mirrored Fate: Character Bin

Name:
Anneka Lavelle

Age:
22

Appearance:
Anneka is considered a beauty, with her bright eyes and even brighter hair. She sticks out mostly because of her hair, a pink-orange shade usually tied into pigtails, and despite her unimpressive height, her slender figure keeps her from appearing pixie-like and cute. Her skin is tanned from all of her loitering and exploring in the sun, and she has a couple of faint scars from getting attacked by thieves a few years ago. She dresses strangely, obsessed with beads and bangles and looking pretty. She wears a pink bralette and a brown skirt with a belt that contains various bags to hold her money and other strange trinkets.

Style/Levels:
Fisticuffs 5 // Healing Magic 4 // Weaponry (Bow and Arrow) // Combat Magic 1

Current Abilities:
Level 1 Fisticuffs - Anneka is strong enough to fight and inflict major injuries, lift heavy things, and carry on throughout her journey without getting tired as easily as others, but has little skill and/or experience actually fighting.

Scream - With a single scream, her strength is increased, the amount by which she is strengthened changing with the vibrations and frequency of her scream. The higher it goes, the stronger she gets - and the more pain she inflicts, on both the victim's body and ears. The extra strength persists for the duration of her scream.

Palm - Whether it be a slap to the face, a pat to the bottom, or a shove to the chest, her palm releases power with extra strength.

Strike - Anneka's accuracy is increased for one blow, and the blow she chooses to inflict is one that inflicts nearly no external damage but a completely internal one. However, it requires more preparation than other etras and is harder to use during actual combat because of her inexperience and the lack of time allowed.

Grip - Once Anneka wraps her hand around a certain body part, her opponent is unable to move it for a few moments, varying depending on the strength with which Anneka grabbed the opponent and how long she was able to grip it. It is said to feel like an invisible hand literally crushing the bone. However, she is only able to use the grip when the opponent is already significantly weakened.

Block-Blow - Once close enough to her opponent, Anneka blocks all attacks and lands a single punch to the chest, causing the victim to lose their breath for a few seconds

Weapons:
A bow and a bag of arrows that Anneka stole from her father when she ran away. She's been practicing and she's able to hit her target about 70% of the time. It's rather inconvenient to carry around a bow and arrows on her back as she travels, but Anneka is determined to master it.

Personality:
Anneka is... a handful. She's bright and eager, impulsive, curious, and almost always excited about something. She acts on her emotions and impulses, often jumping into various situations and even conversations without completely understanding going on. She's a little ignorant of the world's evils, and although her naivety can be charming, it can also be unsettling and even foolish. She's eager to help others, and even more eager to be useful to someone, anyone, but her innate desire to please everyone around her usually ends in disappointment on her part. Anneka is extremely loyal and likes everyone she meets, finding them interesting at the very least. She's childish, laughing often and playing often. She prefers to be silly than to be serious, and when she is expected to calm down, she gets quiet and introspective, reflecting on every word she says before she actually speaks. She's rather maternal and tries to look out for everyone, whether her help is needed or not. She's passionate and feels everything with great strength, but is rather fickle and easily persuaded to think otherwise.

History:
Try growing up under an oppressive father who won't let you leave the house alone even when you're 22. Anneka grew up painfully sheltered, shielded due to being the fourth child of the Lavelle family, but the first to stay alive after the age of four - mostly because her mother was a little insane and tried to 'burn away the impurities' of her children through the flames when her husband wasn't looking. By the time Anneka was born, her father knew better. He sent his wife to another home faraway, and raised little Anneka, his Annie, on his own. That is, he hired maids and governesses to look after her. The Lavelles had a long history of wealth, and Anneka was by no means lonely. She became everyone's favorite. The cook made special treats for her, the maids let her jump on her bed even as they were trying to straighten the sheets, and her governess helped her cheat on her homework. They did their best to keep her down to earth, but regardless of their best efforts, she grew up headstrong and insistent, overly curious, a little rude, but always sweet enough to balance everything out. The older she became, the more she longed for some adventure, some actual fun, but her father was very clear on her staying home, where he could keep an eye on her. With a pout, Anneka obeyed, but her friends at home were getting older and eventually, most of the people she had grown up with were either passed away, or they had been fired. She was bored, and lonely, and worst of all, impulsive. She had a few friends but she never saw them, and was therefore the 'strange girl,' who had almost no street smarts, knew nothing about how to live on her own, and was practically useless. She knew how to get along with adults, but her peers all routinely rejected her, again and again. She was too eager, too enthusiastic, too curious and too expectant to have any real friends, and most of them thought she was strange. Thus, Anneka grew up alone.

She figured things would be easier if she had a real mother, but she had no idea who her mother was, or where she was, or what had happened to her. She had been biting her tongue for a long eighteen years because she was afraid to bring it up, for fear of hurting her father, the only man in her life, but the question burned on her lips and she finally blurted it out, a frenzied falling of words like rain from the sky. Her father looked at Anneka and told her, plainly, the truth, without feeling, as if he had grown used to the cold emptiness of his bed after the years. Shocked, appalled, and overwhelmed, impulsive Anneka ran to her room and stayed there, thinking, refusing to cry or mourn her mother, only processing the information. She had been kept close to her father because of a woman who was already far away. Although Anneka wasn't extraordinarily clever, she was quick enough to realize how strange the overall situation was and decided to venture out on her own anyways. She packed up her things, stole a few things from the house that she reasoned her father wouldn't miss, and left. Not just because she had lost her sense of family in the world, but also because she figured a nice adventure would be fun, too. And didn't she deserve it, after so many years of restrictions?

It wasn't hard finding people who wanted to help Anneka; people were drawn to her like a moth to a flame, she burned so brightly and her smile glowed even brighter. But there were always strange men on the roads, too, and although it took her quite a few unfortunate events, Anneka figured out how to survive on her own - just barely.

Why are you on this journey?:
"It seems like an adventure to me!"

Miscellaneous:
Anneka's extremely sensitive about her family and her past, thinking people will find her strange again if they know how sheltered she was.

Relationship Sheet

Celosia Alesea: "She's so sweet. She's beautiful, and kind, and strong, too, and I admire Celosia a lot for being so balanced in her characteristics. She manages to be hopeful and still be respected, even though it's clear she's gone through a lot - what traveler hasn't? I want to get to know her better, but I'm actually not sure what she thinks of me at all."

Sinpher "Sin" Randol: "He seems.. I don't know, heartless? Emotionless? It's scary, but there has to be something inside of him that cares for others. Right?"

Zico al'Soma: "He's handsome and charming and hard not to like, but there is a sort of eeriness about his persona that makes him hard to trust. It's a good thing I left behind everything valuable or had it stolen before we met, though, because I've heard the rumors."

Tyrell Varn: "Tyrell's adorable! But apparently, vicious too. Not someone to mess with, got it."

Nathimys Bayias: "He's scary when he's fighting, and it's a little disconcerting how he's so different when he's not on the battlefield, actually. It's confusing, and I don't understand how he can be both. It's not that I dislike him or am revolted by him; I just don't completely understand him."

Joscelin Voclain: "It's fun to play with Joscelin, but it sure gets tiring. Even my strength has limits! People seem to think we're very similar, but I don't think so. I'm not as loud as she is, or as relentless in her playing."

Freya Yates: "She's so funny, picking at odd things and stuff. It's kind of cute, the way she's so fascinated by little objects. But she does seem very close to a thief, and she doesn't go after monetary value either, just whatever fancies her interest. That's a little dangerous, don't you think?"

Jythrel Arbrick: "He's basically the sibling I've never had. Except way older, you know. But he has the best stories and I like talking to him. He makes me laugh."

Leon Thorne: "He seems a little... sad sometimes, but he's so nice and friendly I usually forget that every traveler has a reason for traveling. I don't know what his is, and I'm not going to ask, but I would like to know why he seems a little off sometimes."
Mayaquen: "He's a little hard to keep a conversation going with, but that's okay. He'll warm up to me eventually. Until then, though, I just want to be his friend."

Jitters: "He's kind of... scary, isn't he? So tall! But he seems to be... I don't know, human, too, even though he doesn't say much and he's some 'undead' legend or something. I like him. He's a little intimidating, but that doesn't mean he's not my friend, right?"

Ava Zayan: "She's so... scary. I try really hard to like her but it's like there's nothing warm at all inside of her, and that scares me a lot."

Azelius Dural "He tries so hard to be by himself! I'm going to try to help him understand that he doesn't have to be alone. He can be rude but I want to be his friend. I want to see him smile just once."

Beatrice Fendbane: "She seems kind of harsh a lot of the time, and I don't really want to bother her, so I leave her alone. But who knows, maybe one day I'll actually be brave enough to start a conversation with her."

Atalee Vayshalum: "I like her. She's so passionate and strong and so deeply rooted in her beliefs, and it's fascinating. She's very tethered to a strong ideal, and I admire that about her."

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Demensia said
Anneka and Jythrel are MEANT FOR EACHOTHER xD

I AGREE, I WAS STALKING HIS CS TO GET A BETTER IDEA OF FISTICUFF ETRAS AND I COULDN'T STOP IMAGINING THEM TOGETHER AND SMILING A LOT!

Jerkchicken said
Don't worry you'll be one of us soon and enjoy the difference between high school and university.

Almost there, almost there... ;__;

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hides because she posted in the IC.
I also added the Relationship Sheet to the CS placed in the Character Bin! Not the one in the OOC, mostly because it's 1AM x_x

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OH MY GOSH RELATIONSHIP SHEET! I will edit the CS post and add it now underneath.

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Name:
Anneka Lavelle

Age:
22

Appearance:
Anneka is considered a beauty, with her bright eyes and even brighter hair. She sticks out mostly because of her hair, a pink-orange shade usually tied into pigtails, and despite her unimpressive height, her slender figure keeps her from appearing pixie-like and cute. Her skin is tanned from all of her loitering and exploring in the sun, and she has a couple of faint scars from getting attacked by thieves a few years ago. She dresses strangely, obsessed with beads and bangles and looking pretty. She wears a pink bralette and a brown skirt with a belt that contains various bags to hold her money and other strange trinkets.

Style/Levels:
Fisticuffs 5 // Healing Magic 4 // Weaponry (Bow and Arrow) // Combat Magic 1

Current Abilities:
Level 1 Fisticuffs - Anneka is strong enough to fight and inflict major injuries, lift heavy things, and carry on throughout her journey without getting tired as easily as others, but has little skill and/or experience actually fighting.

Scream - With a single scream, her strength is increased, the amount by which she is strengthened changing with the vibrations and frequency of her scream. The higher it goes, the stronger she gets - and the more pain she inflicts, on both the victim's body and ears. The extra strength persists for the duration of her scream.

Palm - Whether it be a slap to the face, a pat to the bottom, or a shove to the chest, her palm releases power with extra strength.

Strike - Anneka's accuracy is increased for one blow, and the blow she chooses to inflict is one that inflicts nearly no external damage but a completely internal one. However, it requires more preparation than other etras and is harder to use during actual combat because of her inexperience and the lack of time allowed.

Grip - Once Anneka wraps her hand around a certain body part, her opponent is unable to move it for a few moments, varying depending on the strength with which Anneka grabbed the opponent and how long she was able to grip it. It is said to feel like an invisible hand literally crushing the bone. However, she is only able to use the grip when the opponent is already significantly weakened.

Block-Blow - Once close enough to her opponent, Anneka blocks all attacks and lands a single punch to the chest, causing the victim to lose their breath for a few seconds

Weapons:
A bow and a bag of arrows that Anneka stole from her father when she ran away. She's been practicing and she's able to hit her target about 70% of the time. It's rather inconvenient to carry around a bow and arrows on her back as she travels, but Anneka is determined to master it.

Personality:
Anneka is... a handful. She's bright and eager, impulsive, curious, and almost always excited about something. She acts on her emotions and impulses, often jumping into various situations and even conversations without completely understanding going on. She's a little ignorant of the world's evils, and although her naivety can be charming, it can also be unsettling and even foolish. She's eager to help others, and even more eager to be useful to someone, anyone, but her innate desire to please everyone around her usually ends in disappointment on her part. Anneka is extremely loyal and likes everyone she meets, finding them interesting at the very least. She's childish, laughing often and playing often. She prefers to be silly than to be serious, and when she is expected to calm down, she gets quiet and introspective, reflecting on every word she says before she actually speaks. She's rather maternal and tries to look out for everyone, whether her help is needed or not. She's passionate and feels everything with great strength, but is rather fickle and easily persuaded to think otherwise.

History:
Try growing up under an oppressive father who won't let you leave the house alone even when you're 22. Anneka grew up painfully sheltered, shielded due to being the fourth child of the Lavelle family, but the first to stay alive after the age of four - mostly because her mother was a little insane and tried to 'burn away the impurities' of her children through the flames when her husband wasn't looking. By the time Anneka was born, her father knew better. He sent his wife to another home faraway, and raised little Anneka, his Annie, on his own. That is, he hired maids and governesses to look after her. The Lavelles had a long history of wealth, and Anneka was by no means lonely. She became everyone's favorite. The cook made special treats for her, the maids let her jump on her bed even as they were trying to straighten the sheets, and her governess helped her cheat on her homework. They did their best to keep her down to earth, but regardless of their best efforts, she grew up headstrong and insistent, overly curious, a little rude, but always sweet enough to balance everything out. The older she became, the more she longed for some adventure, some actual fun, but her father was very clear on her staying home, where he could keep an eye on her. With a pout, Anneka obeyed, but her friends at home were getting older and eventually, most of the people she had grown up with were either passed away, or they had been fired. She was bored, and lonely, and worst of all, impulsive. She had a few friends but she never saw them, and was therefore the 'strange girl,' who had almost no street smarts, knew nothing about how to live on her own, and was practically useless. She knew how to get along with adults, but her peers all routinely rejected her, again and again. She was too eager, too enthusiastic, too curious and too expectant to have any real friends, and most of them thought she was strange. Thus, Anneka grew up alone.

She figured things would be easier if she had a real mother, but she had no idea who her mother was, or where she was, or what had happened to her. She had been biting her tongue for a long eighteen years because she was afraid to bring it up, for fear of hurting her father, the only man in her life, but the question burned on her lips and she finally blurted it out, a frenzied falling of words like rain from the sky. Her father looked at Anneka and told her, plainly, the truth, without feeling, as if he had grown used to the cold emptiness of his bed after the years. Shocked, appalled, and overwhelmed, impulsive Anneka ran to her room and stayed there, thinking, refusing to cry or mourn her mother, only processing the information. She had been kept close to her father because of a woman who was already far away. Although Anneka wasn't extraordinarily clever, she was quick enough to realize how strange the overall situation was and decided to venture out on her own anyways. She packed up her things, stole a few things from the house that she reasoned her father wouldn't miss, and left. Not just because she had lost her sense of family in the world, but also because she figured a nice adventure would be fun, too. And didn't she deserve it, after so many years of restrictions?

It wasn't hard finding people who wanted to help Anneka; people were drawn to her like a moth to a flame, she burned so brightly and her smile glowed even brighter. But there were always strange men on the roads, too, and although it took her quite a few unfortunate events, Anneka figured out how to survive on her own - just barely.

Why are you on this journey?:
"It seems like an adventure to me!"

Miscellaneous:
Anneka's extremely sensitive about her family and her past, thinking people will find her strange again if they know how sheltered she was.

Mac vs. PC?

This discussion is everywhere, so might as well bring it here, right? I'm actually looking into getting a new laptop and haven't been able to decide. I'm computer-savvy but I'm not the most knowledgeable about technology - if that makes any sense at all. Give me a broken computer and I can probably fix it, but I won't be able to tell you how.

So, discuss? :)