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Verthaven (Superhuman/Realism/Character Driven)

@Mr Allen J Sign me up then. Also are you going to use the same CS?

Verthaven (Superhuman/Realism/Character Driven)

Are you Rebooting this or is just a new one? If so I'd like to try joining again.

Sense8 Inspired Idea

@Pardo what@Sixsmith said.

Also bumping this again since I believe we are still open for that one male and female. Pardo not withstanding.

Endure. Survive. (Set in non-canon Last of Us world)

Interested. No questions yet, but knowing me I'll have them in the future.

[High-Casual]Sense8 | The Sensates Are Reborn

I've posted the collab. How is everyone's coming along?

Also. Happy Fourth of July for anyone who celebrates it. :)

[High-Casual]Sense8 | The Sensates Are Reborn

Christina and Dalia

This stranger was new to Chris. She had seen others before, but never this up close or real. Previously it was the beautiful woman in the mirror with green eyes, and a very powerful looking suit. If it was not the woman then it would be a man, he’d seen two but only in glimpses. Both men were bearded, fit, and quite tall. All of the strangers thus far have been very foreign to her. Chris’s best guess were European or American.

The attractive woman in front of her was white, but not American. Chris has seen her fair share of foreign patients in her time in the hospital. This woman had hair which reminded Chris of a desert she had seen only in travel books, and her eyes were like two full moons glowing in the dark sky. She was very beautiful Chris thought, too beautiful for her in fact.

Chris was entranced by the woman’s face that she didn’t realize that whoever she was she had gotten closer to her. The more Chris stared at her the more she realized a sensation she hadn’t felt in a long time, heat. Chris was unsure if it was heat indicative of attraction or physical heat, but she knew it was odd. It was nine in the evening and the airconditioning was in full power.

The woman’s voice was ethereal. It was unreal how clear it was and how much Chris understood her. Whoever she was she was definitively foreign, which made this even weirder. No amount of practice or training should have allowed her to speak Chris’s language unless she was born in the Philippines, but somehow Chris understood her. Cautiously Chris looked at her coworkers and back at the woman. Putting on her earbuds Chris finally replied.

“I agree with your diagnosis doctor. I ruled out Schizophrenia fairly early on as well. A hallucination should not be this structured, real even.” Chris didn’t know how she knew the woman was a doctor, or at the least was a healthcare professional like her, but she did. Even stranger was that somehow she knew what a hallucination would be like. “I’m glad to see you are healthy and not in form of duress. We do not see many of those here in the ER.” True to her word if it was any other night a woman very much like her would be lying on a gurney right about now. “I apologize since I’m wearing headphones, but I’d rather not look like I was talking to myself. My coworkers are nearby” Chris added.

The foreign woman had since moved to place her hand on the 'C' desk, hiding the chill up her spine that resulted from the feeling.

"Quite understandable," she answered, while looking to where one of Chris' co-workers was. In Haifa, Israel, the location corresponded to several stories up in the air, off the edge of a building. The psychiatrist shook her head, before turning to the EMT. "You'll forgive me if I assume this is still some elaborate hallucination, without evidence to counter the idea. Though, as you say, the detail is unnerving."

“You are very much forgiven.” Chris felt that she had to. “Although I myself apologize because I do not wish to treat this as some sort of hallucination.” She had always been a fairly superstitious person, never religious, but she’s open to the idea that there are forces out there that science will never be able to explain. In her line of work miracles though unexplainable were a blessing and a curse.

Suddenly finding herself in a rooftop in the middle of a city Chris stared at the woman once more, now sitting off the edge of the building. “This is quite high.” She said backing off from the edge. ”Where is this if I may ask? It’s quite beautiful”. Chris was taking in the sights of a beautiful city bathed by orange sunlight. It then dawned on Chris that whatever was happening to them worked both ways. This woman, hallucinating or not was looking into her world and so was Chris. It was the first time she had ever done this, they always came to her after all.

"Haifa," the blonde replied, making her way beside her newfound counterpart. "Israel. The Mediterranean is the opposite way." She indicated the side of the roof she meant with a tilt of her head, and then considered the situation.

"You're somewhere else, I gather? You speak Hebrew like a natural."

“Israel?” Chris was at a lost for words. She’s had the chance to visit other countries before, but none quite like this. “I’ve never been there…” Chris paused. Her visions alter between the ER in a hospital in Manila, and rooftop in Haifa. “or here I suppose?”

“I’m speaking Hebrew?” Chris asked. “Is that how you understand me? I guess that means you are not speaking Tagalog, well Taglish really, but still.” She’s learning so much about these new experiences that a part of her is quite thrilled to know what else do these supernatural connections mean.

"'Tagalog,'" the Israeli quoted. "Sounds like a pidgin. Maybe we're speaking that, instead. Or both." She scanned Chris up and down, before walking away, to the crude picnic table she'd been sitting at. A plastic container of some sort of noodles, cheese, and vegetables awaited her. "If you don't mind me eating."

“Pidgin?” Chris was unfamiliar with the word. She made a quick to note to look that up, Haifa and Israel too. “My guess is as good as yours, but both probably,and please go ahead and eat Dalia” Chris watched as the woman began slurping the noodles. Without really realizing it she somehow knew that the woman’s name was Dalia. “I’m Chris by the way. Although I feel like you already know that.”

Dalia took a moment to chew a bite of her leftovers, and examined Chris' eyes, and then around her, to the hospital she could now see at will. "I wonder..." she finally answered. "I might have known before. It's difficult to tell. Looking into overseas phone calls would be a good investment, I feel."

“So Ms. Dalia have you ever talke-” Chris was about to ask if the beautiful blonde woman has ever had any sort of interaction with another person, but work had to be done. The slow part of the night was over as their phones began ringing. In this place when multiple phones began ringing it meant that they should ready their battle stations.

The connection Chris had with Dalia was cut short. Immediately she felt cold and empty again. She moved through the motions of that day yearning for that connection once more. The sensation of being connected with someone like that was phenomenal. It was new and exciting. She couldn’t wait for more.

On the opposite side of the world, Dalia stared a long while at a point on her practice's rooftop, where another woman may have just stood.

Ramsgate Falling

It's still a work in progress. By this Friday I should be done with her.

Character Sheet

Name: Madharastara Dellinger

Known Aliases:
Nancy, Vitoria, Alana, Sydney, Jennifer, etc. (Client’s personal names, she thinks they’re all dumb)
Mistress, Crystal Diamond, Flower Child, Love Goddess,etc. (Clients nicknames that she actually likes.)
“The most beautiful whore in Ironwood Hill” (On her card and poster in the brothel)
Madda (The one nicknames she actually likes.)
Race: Human-Elf Hybrid

Gender: Female

Age: 23 (Physically), 46 (Internally)

Physical Appearance: Like all who have been blessed with Elvin blood she has been blessed with unnatural beauty. As a hybrid her beauty is short lived. True elves have the power to entrance those around them using their beauty she is just drop dead gorgeous. Her sun kissed skin is like a smooth golden diamond, and her hair black like the evening sky full of radiant stars and a full moon. What truly makes her beautiful are her eyes, grey and empty, but captivatingly so. She is slender, but fit with a nice set of musculature. Her breasts are of fair size, not overly large, but supple and have a wonderful shape; the same applies to her butt. Her sense of style is defined as being classy, but lowbrow enough that she doesn’t look out of place in the unsavory parts of Ramsgate.

Strengths:
Supernatural Beauty & Charm – True to her Elven heritage, she possesses unparalleled and mystical beauty that allows her to charm those around her. This comes with a decelerated aging that keeps her youthful looking at all times. As a human hybrid, her beauty will match her age.
Sexual Inducement – She has the power over men and women to turns into their living sexual fantasy. Her presence alone makes people sexually charged. Every touch she makes and everything she says makes people become intoxicated to the point of addiction.

Weaknesses:
Humanity – As a half human she is not impervious to her own heart. True elves do not possess the capacity to love that humans have, a blessing to them, but to her the human half makes her just as susceptible to her own charm. Every time she makes loves, be it real or just a part of the job she is just as hurt when she leaves them.
Tainted Blood – Her human blood limit many of her Elven magic. Unlike normal Elves she does not possess the passive and the permanent charm effect. While she is truly beautiful the magic charms that allow her to will people into her desire is temporary and needs activation.
Frailty -

Skills:
Seduction
Thievery

Languages:
Common, Elvish, High-Speech, Body Language
Gear: (Your characters will have access to low level clickware and gear, at most one piece of valuable and story driven gear that is of better quality. Keep in mind your characters have been eking out a living in the shadows of the most crowded, poor, and corrupt city in the region.)

Background: (The history of the character should go here, work in the who, what, when, where, and the why of how your character came to be.)

Contacts: (The world of a Runner is all about who they know and who owes them a favor. Almost every Runner has someone that links them to employment. Other than that contacts run the gamut of social circles and professions.)

[High-Casual]Sense8 | The Sensates Are Reborn

I just posted my last edit to the collab.

EDIT: so what are you guys's plans for your characters? story wise.
I'm gonna have Chris's dad get shot and sent to the hospital and involve her in a political scandal involving dirty money and politicians.

[High-Casual]Sense8 | The Sensates Are Reborn

@iSuspect It depends on the situation, but if the interaction involves any sort of dialog then yes.

Ramsgate Falling

Is this still going?