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Mid 20s. Been here a long time, generally only join friend's rps. Constantly tired. Masc nonbinary, preference for they pronouns but he are ok too!

Most Recent Posts

Recollections, Sycamore Tree
@Estylwen Thank you!! Hopefully I'll be able to do more doodles as the rp goes on of funny scenes~
I present to you all (well those not in discord) my pièce de résistance, of the past coven scene where Lisa flies everyone away with her flying spider (it is just a doodle this the shoddy background tho)



Interactions: PRA @Punished GN, Jack @Blizz
Outside The Burning Coven Lair


It seemed their leader - Agent Liao - was reasonable enough to let them go. Anya wasn’t sure whether it was because of what her and Evelynn had said, or because her own agents had talked her down. It didn’t matter much either way. They weren’t only getting arrested, only Everleigh. That wasn't much of a loss. She’d made her bed.

With her handcuffs promptly removed, Anya pushed herself to her feet and surveyed everyone. They all looked like shit, and she was sure she did too. If she knew they were going to get raided today she would have used her much more expensive but completely waterproof makeup. It was a small solace that she wasn’t the only one that looked a mess.

Aside from the unconscious two, and Luca who was now recovering, everyone seemed to be coping. There was no one unaccounted for, at least.

”Evelynn already said most of what I wanted to,” Anya smiled at Evelynn - one that didn’t reach her eyes, but there was no sign of animosity in her expression. Anya knew very well how much Evelynn disliked her, and was probably disgusted for them to be agreeing, but it didn’t bother her. Why would she care about the opinions of someone below her? ”Kali was likely killed by the same person killing us all. As I said before, make sure to protect our former members who are now within your ranks.”

With that Anya turned her attention away from Meifeng and approached Jack, who’d worryingly teleported in looking much worse than before he disappeared. She looked at him with a silent plea to not answer Meifeng’s question about what happened to Auri… Though surely, he would be smart enough to ignore it or give a false answer. Wherever they’d been, it wasn’t the PRA’s business.

”Jack,” Anya glanced over Jack’s injuries, and then did the same for the unconscious Auri in his arms. She had no idea what they'd been doing but clearly it hadn't gone well. She furrowed her brows, recalling that Jack had shoved something into her Sloane's hands earlier. Most wouldn't notice it, but Anya was highly attuned to Sloane's facial expressions and slight movements because it was the only way to read how she was feeling. She'd ask her about it later, or Jack if he stuck around. Perhaps the three of them could discuss it. But she wasn't going to ask now with the PRA around. It was coven business. ”I’m glad you’re safe… You should let them heal you both.”

She then turned to Cindy, who’d offered the healing.

”Could you heal our two members injured by your raid as well, please?” Anya asked with a polite smile, gesturing to Adora and Leon. She wasn't sure how Adora had ended up in that state, but she'd seen Leon take a gas canister to the head. The PRA had caused the damage, so they should fix it too.

If they wouldn't heal those two, then she'd lower herself to calling Sully and asking him to get over here. She still had his number, for situations like this, but she'd rather not talk to that imbecile if she could avoid it.

She then looked back at Agent Liao. ”Hopefully next time, if there is a next time, we can discuss things civilly.”

Interactions: Cindy @Punished GN, Lila/Lynn/Jasper @NoriWasHere
Outide The Coven Lair


Luca was incredibly confused when he was practically cradled into some agents arms, and bottle fed water. His oxygen deprived mind, suddenly hit by Kali's death, was struggling to keep up. He didn't struggle, for fear of hurting her more, and just let her bottle feed him. He was too tired to even be embarrassed about it. He closed his eyes to avoid looking at all her decaying flesh, nausea roiling in his stomach once again. It wasn’t his fault, she’d come over to him- but it was his fault, because he was the one that rotted everything away.

The water was a welcome relief to his damaged throat, pushing him closer to feeling like his normal, slowly dying self. It washed away the metallic taste coating his tongue and helped soothe the burning in his chest. He’d probably need to down another few bottles of water to completely stop the burning. Everything still hurt, the rash across his skin barely faded but thankfully mostly hidden by his clothes. His head felt light and his chest ached each time he took in a breath, but he was alive and awake. That was good enough.

”Thanks,” Luca said quietly to the agent that had held him in her arms like a child - it had been surprisingly comforting, if weird. He hadn't been that close to someone in… well, ten years. Damn, he didn't think he was that touch starved! He winced as he opened his eyes, and immediately looked away from the damage he’d caused to her. He would never get used to it. ”Please get that healed…”

Once she walked away, towards Jack (who Luca hadn’t even noticed till now), Luca properly sat up on his own. He swayed slightly, fingers digging into the dirt to stop himself from falling back over. Just take it slowly… And he was just going to pretend that had never happened, and completely ignore what she’d called him. If he didn’t think about it, hopefully it would be rotted away with the rest of him.

”Hey,” Luca uncomfortably shuffled towards Lynn, Lila and Jasper - knowing that if he tried to stand right now his legs would buckle underneath him, and it would do much more damage than it was worth. His voice was hoarse, and he struggled to push out the words, but he forced through it. ”Are you all alright?"

He coughed again, relief flowing through him when no more blood came out of his mouth. They all looked fine, and it was a bit ironic that he was asking after nearly dying, but he wanted to make sure! Suffering was normal for him. Though they were all dying, and Jasper was smiling at him in a kind of weird way… Luca hoped he hadn’t seen what had just happened. He hoped no one had, and that no one brought it up.


Interactions: Tayla @silvermist1116, Lynn @NoriWasHere, Her (Other) Boss
Outside The Newly Burnt Coven Lair


The first thing Linqian did when uncuffed was pull out a box of cheap cigarettes. There was only a few left, which fucking sucked because she could smoke a whole pack right now. She pulled one out and placed it in her mouth, not actually lighting it yet - less out of respect for all the people around her, and more because she didn't want to deal with any feds that might get twitchy over smoking.

This whole thing was an absolute shitshow. She’d had low expectations after the night before, but this really was the worst. They were no closer to figuring anything out. Instead she’d been shot, tear gassed and tasered. She sucked on the cigarette in her mouth as if she’d get anything from it while unlit. Everything was an absolute mess. Why was she even here? She could be making progress finding Jinhai’s killer, or making money she desperately needed.

And there was no way she could go to work tonight. She'd have to get home to shower, and the amount of time it'd take to wash her hair… fuck, just thinking about it made her angry again. It wasn't like she could just throw some water and shampoo on it and call it a day! She'd have to change clothes and redo all her makeup too… by the time she was done she'd be late for work. Fuck.

Maybe she could get a lift home from someone, like Britney- wait, Britney had fucked off. Who were her other options… Leon, he owed her at least that. Her eyes found him, still knocked out. Yeah, not him. She wasn’t close to most of the people here, or she straight up hated them. Edict was the only option… But she kind of doubted she’d get one out of him. She’d ask after the feds left. It was worth a shot before she suffered on a bus covered in tear gas, but it wouldn't help with the work situation. She still wouldn’t have time.

Linqian pulled out her phone, pulling up the work rota. Andre was in the afternoon tomorrow, he'd probably cover her for tonight if she asked real nicely… sure was nice having a boss still willing to do the grunt work. But fuck, she really didn't want to deal with this! Unlit cigarette still in her mouth, she practically glared a hole into her phone as she started to text her boss.




Linqian rolled her eyes and shoved her phone back in her pocket. Great. Now not only was she working nearly the whole day tomorrow, but she also had to go to some stranger’s funeral in two days. Great. Couldn’t Andre go alone? He was an adult! More of an adult than her! Ugh.

She really needed a smoke, even if it would make her sore throat even worse. Fuck respect and all that. She quickly surveyed who looked the worst - Luca, it seemed - and moved far enough away from him that he wouldn't catch any second hand smoke. Everyone else could deal. She fumbled around in her coat for her lighter-

Of course. She’d forgotten to put her lighter back in her jacket this morning. For fucks sake. Maybe she could just light it off the burning church. No, that would be dangerous. Damn. Who would have a lighter? Same problem, so many people she didn’t particularly get on with. The boring trio probably didn’t smoke, she’d rather quit than ask Sloane and Anya… Jack was bleeding out, did they even have lighters in the void? No idea. Edict was out, because he’d just throw away her cheap ass cigarette again - and she wasn’t fucking letting that happen again. Lyss maybe? Tayla? Both were the most likely options.

She decided to go for the one who wasn’t making weird ass eyes at a fed.

”Hey,” Linqian approached Tayla. She was standing a bit away from the group, and further from the feds - which was fair. Linqian also wanted to be outside of arresting distance too. Unlike the rest of them, she didn’t look like tear gassed to all hell shit. Just regular shit. ”Got a light? I can give you one of these in exchange.”

She shook the cheap cigarette packet. Hopefully Tayla didn’t actually take her up on that offer… But it was a small price to pay to be able to smoke. Otherwise, she’d have to risk seeing Lyss jump a guy, Edict throwing away her cigarette, or just using a house fire.

“As well, maybe we can help each other out. We’re the ones dying so it’s not like we have a ton of options,”
Lynn

Linqian’s attention shot back to the group when Lynn started spouting some absolute nonsense, Linqian’s blood shot eyes shooting daggers at her.

”Oy,” Linqian raised her voice. Absolutely no way was she talking for all of them about working with the fucking feds. Like hell was Linqian going to do that. The money she’d taken from Edict was enough to make her want to stay the hell away from any kind of authority - who knew if she’d be implicated. Hopefully not, it was all cash, but better to be safe. She gritted her teeth, forcing herself to take a deep breath. For once her sensible side caught up with her anger, and she didn’t straight up tell Lynn to fuck off with that idea. The feds were right there. They might just beat them all to the ground and arrest them if they said they wouldn’t want to work together. ”This isn’t a fucking dictatorship! You can’t just decide if we’ll work with them or not. You can work with them if you want, but as a group we gotta vote. Don’t you dare decide that we need their help because you want to keep your own ass protected. We decide that as a group.”

She pulled the cigarette out of her lips just to scowl at Lynn, eyes narrowing into an even more vicious glare. ”You haven’t even lost anyone, so fucking back off.”
But ya'll thought I was done with NPCs @Punished GN forced my hand with this one (he really didn't), a former coven member who refused to go back

It was fun to read too!!

Looking forward to more fun collabs & posts
Heh also yet another NPC [@Punished GN] but this time a member of the temple (discussed with Atom)



Interactions: Trevor, Maximilian(ish), Meifeng @Punished GN
The New Coven Lair


Suddenly, Luca could breathe again. As Trevor's healing worked its magic, his lungs regained the ability to properly circulate oxygen around his body. His broken wrist began to heal, and the damage the tear gas had wreaked on his already straining body was reversed. He no longer dealt a heavy tiredness that was almost impossible to fight, his lips regaining their colour with each deep breath he took. With great difficulty, thanks to being handcuffed, he managed to sit up to thank whoever had done it... Only to see his hand, with all the skin horrendously rotted off.

"Oh shit," Luca automatically backed away from Trevor... And right into Maximilian. As he moved the handcuffs properly came into contact with his skin, and completely disintegrated away. "I'm so sorry, I can't control it, you should've just left me... Shit, can you heal yourself? I'm sorry."

He coughed, throat still raw from the teargas. He still felt like shit, but that was just normal for him nowadays. It was bearable. A bit of an extra burning sensation on top of the pain of a constantly decaying body wasn't much compared to how it had been... But he would've taken struggling to breathe over hurting someone else. This is why he'd always preferred Sully's healing elixir - they'd perfected the water gun shot right into Luca's mouth to avoid anyone getting hurt.

"It should heal," Luca grimaced, looking at Trevor's hands. It had been a long time since he'd accidentally hurt someone... But it never got easier. It only confirmed why he had to stay away from people. "I'm really, really sorry."

"Now, who here can tell me which one of you killed Agent Mahendra…”
Scary Agent Lady


Agent Mahendra... Kali. Luca's eyes widened and his head snapped towards Meifeng. "Kali's dead?"

Every death hit Luca hard, but Kali's was like a knife to his heart. After Olivia, Kali was one of the few friends he had. He'd lost touch with the other coven members, and once he'd left 8th Street he'd hardly seen anyone from there. Kali had been the only person he saw consistently for the past two years. Olivia had dropped contact, and now Kali was dead...

Luca drooped forward, hands gripping the already dead grass and completely destroying it. He couldn't even cry. He just felt numb. It was his fault, he shouldn't have just gone home. He should've made sure Kali got back first so that he wasn't left alone. He'd been too wrapped up in his own pain to think about protecting others.

"I don't know about the others," Luca's voice shook as he spoke, eyes fixed on the ground. "But Kali was a good friend of mine. I'd never want him dead... I wish... I should've stayed with him."




& Bianca Manalo

Interactions: Meifeng @Punished GN
Outside The Newly Burnt Coven Lair


Getting tased hurt like a bitch. Linqian dropped to the floor, again, and her temperature plummeted back to normal. Minor burns were visibly dotted across her bare legs from pushing her temperature too high too fast. She winced as they rubbed against the grass, unable to do anything about it until the tasers effects wore off.

Still worth it.

“... Do you all think you can do whatever you want?”
Queen Bitch


"The one who made the kidnapping attempt and started the gang war is already dead," Anya replied. "She did it without any of our input. She was... A rogue agent, I suppose. And as for the one that attacked your agent," she glanced at Everleigh, "well, I won't defend her."

"Yeah, most of us just turned up and got shot at," Linqian complained from the ground. "I was there for strippers! Everyone was already fighting when I got there."

Anya bit her lip to stop herself from saying something scathing when Meifeng started going on what was essentially a power trip. There were two reasons for this raid, it seemed - Eve punching Bianca, and them daring to unsettle the peace in a city she viewed as hers. She was showing them that they were the small fry, and she could end their lives just like that if she wanted to. It was difficult to listen to what was essentially getting belittled - Anya forced herself to take a deep breath to stay calm. She was above this. One woman's opinion didn't effect her. She could have this city, run it however she wanted. Anya had no interest in that. The dream world was her domain, and any St Portwell there was hers.

Ah. There were three reasons, actually. Kali's death seemed to be the deciding factor. It wasn't surprising that Meifeng - and the PRA, who Anya assumed they were part of - had laid the blame on them. They were the most obvious. Plenty in their members were strong enough to kill him.

"Because someone is killing us all," Anya said calmly. How should she convince her when what Meifeng said wasn't wrong? The most likely suspect was one of them. Who else had the motive and the means? But that didn't mean it was someone here, or that they should all be thrown in jail to be easily picked off. "He calls himself Father Wolf, and he's been killing us one by one, no matter where we are. Members in different countries have been killed, and four others were found stabbed to death yesterday... Just like Kali. Each had a wolf statue left beside them."

She shook her head, mustering the best regretful look that she could.

"We've come back together to try and figure out what's killing us," Anya continued. "All of us have lost friends, like Kali, or family members. We're all at risk. Of course, that doesn't help you trust us. I don't expect trust. But if you throw us all in jail, it will be a lot more difficult to find the actual killer."

"Also," she glanced at Bianca - who was much more recognisable after taking off her gas mask. "I'd make sure your agents that were part of our coven have extra protection. He targets people when they're alone. This isn't a threat, just a suggestion. We're taking precautions too."

Assuming they didn't get thrown in jail.

"Nice to see you again, by the way, Bianca," Anya smiled over at her. It was clear that this woman who was in charge cared for her agents. Though Linqian had done everything she could to make it look like they didn't care for their former coven member turned federal agent, it was still worth showing some of them held goodwill towards her. "I just wish the circumstances could have been better." She looked back at Meifeng. "I am sorry about Kali+ Agent Mahendra. His death hits us all. He was a good man."

Bianca awkwardly looked at Meifeng, feeling like it wasn't her place to speak right now. But Anya, weirdly calm as she was after they were all yelled at, did talk to her directly. "Eh, nice to see you too." She glanced at Linqian, who was now obtusely avoiding looking at her. "Bible thrown at me aside."

Linqian rolled her eyes, but still didn't look at Bianca.

She was nowhere near as calm as Anya, though the taser to her neck had forcefully quenched her more violent anger. She was not just tired and pissed. Unlike Anya, she wasn't going to bother with niceties - she didn't like Kali. She didn't care "You think we killed him? Why, just cause he was around us before he died? If we were gonna kill him we would've done it when he pulled out a gun and told us to shoot him! Why wait? Would've been way easier to cover up... I'm fucking surprised he wasn't lying about being a fed. What's with your hiring practices, anyway?"

She was finally able to push herself up to a sitting position, glaring at Meifeng sullenly.

"If anyone did it, it was Everleigh. She was pretty close to shooting him yesterday!"
Heh Ella will be the happiest she's ever been in Japan (even while dead)

Also the part 1 hasn't always been there... Means ghost is going to force us into another thread at some point


Interactions: No one he’s still dying
On The Cold Hard Ground (Rotten Grass)


Images played across Luca’s tear filled eyes - the word scatter, flames, and someone’s vision that he couldn’t quite place. Wasn’t your life supposed to flash before your eyes before you died? None of that was his life.

Just when Luca thought it couldn’t get any worse, choking on every breath, the whole place was set alight. Roaring flames echoed in his ears, consuming his barely working senses. He coughed, choking on the thick smoke that followed and mingled with the heavy tear gas. Luca tried to drag himself forward, but his whole body felt like it was being torn apart. His heavy eyes could barely stay open.

This really was it.

Luca barely registered that someone had picked him up until the frigid outside air hit his lungs, like glass shattered against burnt flesh. It only intensified his pain and he started taking deep, heaving breaths. It did little to alleviate the pain clutching his body.

The grass beneath him felt soft for the moment he was set on it, before turning brown and withering away. He didn’t - couldn’t - struggle when he was handcuffed. The metal dug into his broken wrist and slowly started to corrode, flecks of rust floating down to the decaying grass like a rotten snowfall. He rolled onto his side and retched, trying to throw up the tear gas that clung to his lungs. Only phlegm and blood came out, mixing with the brown grass in front of him.

It was still difficult to breathe, even without the smoke and gas in the air around him. Luca’s chest heaved up and down rapidly, his eyes unfocused as he tried to register what was happening. He was too close to everyone, they’d get hurt by him-

He couldn’t move. There was nothing he could do. Luca curled into himself, continually dry heaving. Shivers ran through his frail body and his lips were tinged a light blue.

He just… wanted… to sleep…



Interactions: PRA @Punished GN
Outside The (Former) Coven Lair


Scatter?

Anya was aware enough to register Edict’s message, resisting the urge to look over at him. It was difficult to follow when he was imposing his own view over hers. It didn’t quite block her vision, but it was difficult to separate the two.

Then a violent fireball erupted in the church, cutting off the live view feed of Edict’s sight. Anya jumped up to a crouching position, beelining for the shattered window past Leon’s prone body-

She hadn’t gotten far when the biggest agent grabbed her by the back of her collar, lifting her well off the floor and away from the exit she’d been aiming for.

”I can walk myself out, thank you,” Anya coughed, words rather pointless when there was no way she could get the large federal agent to put her down. She didn’t struggle, because that would just exacerbate the situation, and let him carry her out, cuff her and dump her on the grass.

She winced, the feeling of decay crawling across her skin, and quickly shuffled away from Luca. He seemed to be… well, dying, perhaps. He certainly wasn’t coping well. The fresh air circulating her lungs brought relief, but the burning sensation across her skin wouldn’t be relieved until it was scrubbed clean. She must look a mess, and she hated looking anything less than perfect. She could handle the pain more than she could the lack of dignity.

”For what reason did you raid our small gathering?” Anya asked, gaze flickering between the large agent and the one who’d yelled at them all - likely in charge. She shifted so she sat cross legged, as if this was just a talk rather than an arrest. Of course, she didn’t look the part, with her tear stained face and unkempt hair. After all the effort she’d put in, too. ”I understand you’re not bound by certain laws, but what did we do to warrant this?”


Bianca Manalo

Interactions: Sloane @Atrophy, Lyss @Skai, Lynn & Jasper @NoriWasHere, Fiona & Adora @Punished GN
The Burning Coven Lair


They set the church on fire. Because of course they did. Bianca did a quick scan of who was there, and who was missing who’d been there when they entered… Greyson? Of course. Old, criminal, habits died hard it seemed.

“Out, get out!” She gestured to the ones who were still inside, most of the more injured ones already carried out by her coworkers. Her mask helped protect her against the billowing smoke from the fire, Sloane under her jacket, Lyss making weird eyes at Maximillian’s ass on the way out, Lynn safely on the ground, Everleigh who she couldn’t care less about surviving, Adora- Fuck, Adora tripped and smashed her head. Jasper was prone too, from the taser he ate. Fuck.

“Evelynn, Lyss, help Jasper out,” she said, slinging her assault rifle over her shoulder and pointing at them both. She pulled out her pistol with one hand, leaving the other free. “Try anything and I’ll shoot you.”

“Agent Barret, help me get this one out!” She jogged over to Adora, hooking her arms underneath her armpits. She was so tall that even with Fiona taking the other end it was difficult… Thankfully she never skipped arm day at the gym! Between them, they were able to carry her outside.

Bianca dumped Adora on the grass with the rest, pushing her onto her side so she wouldn’t suffocate. She crouched down and pulled her hands behind her back, slapping some cuffs on them. She then straightened up, dusting off her hands.

“Oh man,” she said to no one in particular. “That was not how I expected that to go.”



Interactions: Claudette & Akira @Punished GN, Edict @AtomicEmperor, Bianca
Outside The Newly Burnt Coven Lair


When Edict’s tendrils touched her mind again, Linqian was pissed. She couldn’t even completely block him out - his stupid message and vision playing in her mind like a movie she’d been dragged to kicking and screaming by her parents. She’d fucking love to scatter, or whatever the fuck he was suggesting! But she was struggling to regain control of her body as the involuntary convulsions subsided, tear gas practically blinding her.

Fucking asshole, she’d-

Holy fuck! He’d set the whole place on fire! She took it back, this was great. Fucking great! At least they’d all go down in flames together.

With a grunt, Linqian rolled onto her stomach and reached up an arm towards the nearest pew. If she could pull herself up and stumble out of here… Or not.

”Get your hands off me,” Linqian hissed, throat burning as soon as she opened her mouth. She struggled pitifully against the two agents that had picked her up, feeling slowly returning to her limbs - but not quickly enough to prevent her from being lugged outside and dumped on the grass. As the fresh air hit her, her mind cleared enough to sync back up with her muscles.

Before either agent could cuff her, Linqian’s temperature skyrocketed to burning hot. Her skin glowed bright orange and felt like it was on fire from suddenly pushing her temperature to the limits, but she didn’t care. If either of those agents tried to touch her now they’d get some nasty burns. The grass nearby wilted before starting to gently smoulder.

”Stay the fuck away from me,” she bit out, stumbling to her feet. She held her boiling hot hands out in front of her as if to ward them off. Hopefully a taser would be less effective when she was this hot - and frankly she didn’t care. She was just incredibly pissed off. Her chest heaved up and down, bloodshot eyes glaring at the various feds. ”Just try to put those things on me and see what fucking happens.”

Then Bianca opened her mouth again, and Linqian wanted so badly to hit her… except she still had a gun. Instead she turned on her, jumping into another angry tirade. ”How did you expect it to fucking go? That we’d all be absolutely delighted about being tear gassed? You’re fucking worse than that other fed traitor, Kami or something- fuck you.”

Bianca didn’t even respond, which didn’t do much to cool Linqian’s anger. Out of the corner of her eye she saw two other feds coming back… With Edict between them. Even in her rage she let out a short laugh. She couldn’t help but sneer, saying mockingly,

”You set the whole place on fire and couldn’t even get away? Great job.”
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