Enzayne

Chasing Neverland

I was worried my intro wasn't up to specs, true story.
Your post forced me to find this:

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"..that's why I think that the issue that our current mayor and his administration should be focusing on is deliquiency and youth-related crimes. In many cases, these are youths that have been forgotten by our society, and I think a program needs to be introduced to decrease this demographic. In other cases.."

"Hey, Jay, isn't that your dad?"

Sweet, sweet rest came to a jolting end with a rustling set of shakes on her shoulder from some enigmatic invader. After a few yawns and a clear rub of her eyes, the invader takes on new clarity. It's that guy from last night's party that acted like they were the best of friends. She didn't know his name, though she's sure he's introduced himself at least twice. In a sea of knocked out partygoers collapsed on the floor - or in Jennifer's case; the couch - this guy was perky and active, having set the TV to blare loudly to the dismay of everyone.

A few glances towards the electronic box revealed the truth. It was indeed her father on the big screen, doing one of his bits on justice and the goodness of his heart, or attacking his opponents. She didn't care, but it'd been the occasional joke in her circle of 'friends'. Scrambling out of the couch tiredly, she tries to take in what remains of last night. Yet another hangout turned party. In the end, just another blur of smokes and alcohol and loud music. Her head certainly regretted it now.

Hunger gripped her stomache, along with that nauseating feeling that says she either didn't sleep enough, drank too much, or both. Either way, this place was dead now, save for the one guy now flipping through channels to find his favorite cartoons while munching on leftovers. Time to go. If that broadcast was live, maybe the house would be clear. A quick food and re-clothing run wouldn't be out of order.

"Uh, are you leaving?"

She had to get into the basement for her instrument anyhow. Might as well skip the argument about doing something with her life. With a small shrug she tip-toed around a throng (more like three) sleeping guests, and made her way to the door. Just another day in paradise. Sigh.

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Clearly the League of Legends fan is amazed at our loyalty and enthusiasm. That said, I expect to have my first post up soon, just woke up! x.X

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I can see the most amazingest band ever. And a few trainwrecks.

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Jen

Name: Jennifer Summers, "Jen", "Blue", "Jay", "Junebug" (In descending orders of millihatreds)
Age: 18
Gender: Ladyperson

Appearance:


Personality:

Jennifer is the stoic type, to the disdain of her immediate family. She tends to sit back and analyze what goes on around her, and generally only attempting to weigh in when she deems it necessary to steer the events on a course she agrees with. This has the unfortunate effect of making her seem not just easy-going and laid back, but perhaps even callous and disconnected. Few things seem to rile her as much as they might others, though those that know her can intuit the difference between a regular and an upset Jennifer. She seldom raises her voice or engages in 'pointless' arguments, either surrendering the victory of such a battle to her opponent or simply adhering to the silent treatment. She rarely adopts more than a casual smirk in ways of cheer either, though the smirk is a constant occurence on a good day.

Jennifer seems to have unspoken issues with authority, and casually disregards the oppression others might force on her. This, of course, gets her into trouble more often than not, though she seems not to take any problems to heart. Her attitude remains carefree and unnervingly bored. Despite this behaviour she is not beyond bonding and forming friendships, though she is perhaps more inclined towards a loner role, as she goes through the motions that is life.

Biography:

Some people seem to be destined for a life unlike the norm. For Jennifer, that started in relatively early school-years, when a subtle interest in music and hanging with the 'wrong' crowd started affecting her grades. An escalating problem - at least if you asked her parents, a modestly wealthy couple both with political careers, and surely the same fate awaiting their only daughter. Unfortunately for them, Jennifer had no plans of attending school past her sixteenth birthday. Instead she spent her days doing garage and basement 'gigs' with a handful of ne'er-do-wells that - just like Jennifer - might just never amount to anything.

Her life has been a grippingly disappointing tale from the perspective of society. Somewhere along the way, Jennifer tuned out of her preset path to drink, slow-party and learn useless talents like spinning a pen, becoming an underground tattoo artist and playing the bass. The latter of which she's doing only because that was the spare instrument available. Does she enjoy it? She doesn't say. Is she any good? There might be a career other than politics for her, if the stars align properly.

She prefers any place other than home with her abusively loud and disappointed parents, so much so that you could almost say she lives on other people's couches. And in a few selected establishments that seem to have an understanding with her.

Style: Yes.

Instrument(s): She plays and 'owns' an archaic 1951 Fender Telecaster. Who she got it from is anyone's guess.

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Go go power rangers. o>

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Colour me intrigued. Them bassist spot perhaps, stolen by a troubled youth with a need for something less "oppressive"? Yes?

Starfall [Advanced Standard Extraterrestrial, Survival Storyline]

I too, have an interest in where this goes.

Original sci-fi: The Shadows of Peace

I am greatly interested in this.

Post-Apocalyptic Fantasy?

I am very intrigued by this as well! You mentioned magic was still about? Are there restrictions to playing such characters? Additionally, what manner of magic would it be?