Edit: Also I should be honest, I'm on a real romance kick too ... so it'd be a huge bonus if (and if I fit here) my girl can find herself a woman, haha ... even an NPC. :p
Kk. Fine. Maybe. Maybe I'll volunteer cuz. Niiiiiice bunny. Me.
Right. But like thinking that muh charrie is a bit in the closet and OH! Actually... know whats? So k, I dun like the whole "love at first sight and lets post in the first 3 posts just how in love we are and keeps on posting abouts it... cuz typing horny feels is horny...!" No. Just no.
But! Sooooo like if yer charrie is a cat-chick then like it works out that muh charrie would be off-put by that but! Over time the curiosity builds... the denial swells... and then in the rain... after a moment of pain... a moment of weakness... holding hands... getting closer... in the heat of the moment... the heat between them... and other parts... oooohhh... ~shivers~ like that kinda' romantic cliche build up, I likes!^^ That's hots, right? ROIGHT?! Yush. Wulp. We'll see wut we can do. Cuz like... Homosexies. Eww. Amirite?!
But! Always remember: Not toooo much cuz... huhuhuh... "less be in style." Yayuh!!! Nom sayin? Nom.Nom. :33333
K. Right.
Hi.
~Edz~~ Urps. Typo. Next time...? Normal bunny. Me. :\
@Bunnita I really don't know what to say to this. First of, I'd perfer it if you would write in third person, rather than first person. There are times where writing in first person can work out well, but this is not one of them. The way you have written makes it hard to understand. Once this is fixed, I will have another look at it.
Hiii~~!!
Okay, I edited muh charrie sheet to be more readable. Please let me know what else need to be changed for acceptance. Thanks ya^^!!
I'd like to submit an app, if that's cooooools, k?
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“Yeah. I know, okay? Now shuddup...”
Name: "Bree." Brigitte St. Jeanne
Alias/Nickname:Boo.
Age: 19
Sex: Female
Sexuality: Lesbian
“I wish I knew what it's like to be a 'normal' girl. I wish I was normal. Yeah. I wish I never knew what it's like to be hunted...”
Appearance:
Originally a brunette; chestnut hair and blue eyes. Same eye colour and full lips like her mom. Mixed Caucasian with mostly French lineage .
Height: 5'9 / 175.2cm
Weight: 130lbs / 58.9kg
Body Type: Slim build. Long legs and arms and with C cup sized breasts.
Distinguishing Marks: Hair that is becoming more and more white as she ages and uses powers.
Clothing Style: Bree's style cannot be summed up in one word or even one sentence. Sometimes she wears baggy pants, steel toes, a crisp white top, suspenders and hair all tucked up under a newsie-boy cap. Sometimes she dresses in plaid and with torn clothes; 90's grunge. Sometimes she even wears skirts or sundresses.
“Life is like a box of chocolates...! No. No, it's not. No, life is like a box of suck actually. A big, fat, ugly-ass-killer-androidy box of suck. Thanks, No-No.”
Personality: Bree is somewhat dour, a bit sarcastic, and she rolls her eyes a lot. You know she is agitated or feels like someone is boasting when she crosses her arms. The young lady does not smile with her teeth and she tends to smirk when she finds something humourous. She does not realize she pouts when she does not agree or when she is in a bad mood.
People she cannot stand: aggressive douche bags, uppity biyatches and fake chummy, buddy-buddy people. And even though she sometimes comes off as "too cool for school," she does appreciate those people that work hard or those people who are genuinely nice... or those who at least try to be nice. In fact, she takes the extra step to help them out or return the favour to nice folk. (And she does have a soft spot for cute things though. But if broached upon such a subject she will vehemently deny that she likes such cute things).
The young woman is a hard worker... but she just does not put the effort into endevours unless she feels as if the effort put forth on her part is worth said effort. She is not exactly the most friendly person, but Bree likes to chitchat especially about music she likes; she is a singer and writes her own lyrics afterall.
Because of her over-active imagination, she does get spooked rather easily. Especially in the dark. Quite ironic, since her power revolves around being in the dark and hiding in shadow.
Brigitte and her older brother, Stephan, were raised by their single mom in a two story house before the Technopath came in and took over. Her mother owned a costume shop that was moderately successful. It was called: "Hey, Lookin' Goods! Shop and Emporium."
When she was 9, the first of her powers manifested and white streaks first appeared in her hair. Her first power was to 'toss' her voice and she loved to freak out her big brother. She told him that their house was haunted and that he had to be nice to his little sister and clean her room and buy her candy and give her the biggest piece of fried chicken for dinner.
But then soon enough he figured her out and then the next year he figured out some of his shadow manipulation power and frightened her so often that it made her somewhat scared of the dark. But then she figured out that she could see in the dark and then she scared him with her red glowing eyes. But then he learned that he could see where she was in the dark and he learned to fade into darkness and so he would jump out behind her and cuff her upside the head. The games between siblings continued. And then came the day.
The day The Technopath showed up(She would soon come to know him as "No-No and The Tinmen!"). And then the lights went out, the walls went up and 'her kind' were hunted down and 'dealt with extreme prejudice'.
Without lights. Without hope.
And during such dire times, her family had no choice but to abandoned their home and business. But Bree's mom was a good business woman, and a friendly one at that and so perhaps she had built up on good Karma for they soon found a hiding place. A sympathetic elderly couple, and long time customers of the Hey, Lookin' Goods Shop, hid them in their basement.
They thought they were safe. And for a month they were. But all it takes is one slip up. One little mistake.
Bree just wanted to go out and play. It just sitting there. No one used it anyway; the elderly couple had a swing on their front porch... So what could it hurt? She was only 9! Just for only a minute... What could 60 seconds hurt? And it was night time anyway! She could see in the dark!
But so could they...
It took less than 30 seconds for her to be spotted and scanned. Little Bree had just sat down upon the large bench swing and set it into motion when they marched in from around the corner. She remembered looking up at the chain links above her as they creaked and creaked then a red dot hit the chain. Then another. And another. She did not note that several more lit up her chest.
It just so happened that this neighbourhood was under an android routine check-up.
The androids converged on the house. Bree jumped off the swing and scampered on inside. But it was too late, much, much too late already. The androids were breaking down the doors and coming inside. The adults were yelling and Bree was on her knees crying. Then she felt herself being picked up. Stephan? He was crying? Bree's Mom was shoving her children towards the open window in the basement.
Then it all went dark. Stephan used his supernatural power to pull the shadows around them. Bree could have used her powers to see into the dark, but she was too busy kicking and screaming; she wanted her mommy! But not being able to see into the dark was just as well. For a 9 year old did not need to see what wet and violent sound ended her mom's screams instantly.
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She did not know how far and for just how long they ran, but they were not going to make it. It was only a matter of time before a 9-year old girl and her 15-year old brother would succumb to fatigue.
And so they did. And so they were surrounded by androids. And so they were to be executed in the middle of the street neath the glow of a lonely street lamp.
Then out of nowhere a black sedan came roaring down the road and screeching to a halt, but not before slamming into some androids. The last thing Bree remembered seeing was a monster. It was huge. And fuzzy. And oooohhh... what big teeth it had. Growling, roaring, snarling... then howling.
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When she woke up, she was lying in wet grass and Stephan was hovering over her. Tears sprayed from both siblings eyes as they embraced tight. They cried in exhaustion. They cried in desperation. And soon they would cry out in rage and despair. Mom was dead.
As their sobs began to fade a tall, cloaked figure sauntered through the woods towards them. For a moment the figure towered over them, then it knelt down and handed the siblings water in used old plastic bottles. The cowl that shrouded the figures face pulled away and revealed itself. The monster Bree saw earlier was actually a kindly-looking, pretty blonde woman. The monster/woman that rescued them was called ShadowBane.
"The Tinmen hunt freaks like you and me," said their saviour and soon to be mentor, "and then they kill them. What could your mom do? Your mom could talk to canines. They murdered a woman because she could speak to animals... they murdered your mom. I love-- loved your mom too. I'm not gonna let that happen to you, okay? I promise... but we have to move. Never stop moving. Always remember that."
Apparently Bree's mom's good karma shone through even beyond death. Her mom's simple power helped ShadowBane; Bree's mom talked the giant werewolf out of killer bloodlusts and helped her to control her rage while in beast form. And so, to return the favour, ShadowBane promised to watch over them even now into these dark times wherever they hid. And so now, the wolf put it upon herself to take over for their mom and protect her children. She would do her best and teach them to survive out there.
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The first place the trio ended up holed up in was an old school with some of ShadowBane's friends and their families. They moved away from there rather quickly but, a few years later when Bree was 12, they returned.
And so when Bree was 12, her hair was almost completely drained of colour and it was at this age of puberty when her “Boo” powers showed up. Some mean older girls chased her into the girls washroom and she found out that if she stood still, she could become invisible! The bullies just left the girls room as if Bree wasn't there at all.
Then she became so happy, she started dancing around. And then she fell through the floor. Right into the boy's washroom dirctly below her. And of course she wasn't invisible.
But then as time went on, she learned how to control her power. And just last year, Bree learned the best part of being a Supernatural; she could fly.
But...
Then came the here and now.
It was their 13th place they moved to in the past 7 years. And like the first place in which they found refuge, this too was a schoolhouse with families in it. And the last thing she saw of this home, this final place she would live with ShadowBane and Stephan, was the sight of it lit up, all in blazing orange, engulfed in flames. And then it exploded.
But ShadowBane dropped a name and place for her to find before Bree fled the doomed school. Both her brother and her surrogate mom said they'd meet her there. They said that they'd make it there as soon as they could. But the name... it was of the utmost importance to get in touch with them no matter how, no matter what.
They said that this was it. This was how they would live their lives now. There was no longer any choice other than the one to fight back. No more hiding and wishing it would all go away. No more.
In those final moments... ShadowBane (Bree called her "MomToo") held her close, oh so close, for the last time, and whispered into Bree's ear.
But Bree didn't get a chance to say anything in return. Just like when she was nine, Bree was being pushed out the window and with heavy heart, Bree flew away.
But she knows it will all be okay.
When her mom arrives here, Bree will be able to tell her everything she wanted to say. She will be here. They all will.
All she can do now is hope.
Skills: Singing, sewing / stitching, hiding, first aid, salvaging/scavenging, cashier!
Powers:
Invisibility: Only works when she is completely motionless. “Phases” out of detection of all normal human senses and normal audio/visual equipment.
Night-vision: Can see in the dark as if twilight time, but her eyes will glow red. Direct light in her face while using this ability is painful and blinding to her.
Ventriloquism: Can 'toss' her voice but only to living creatures in line of normal sight (can't speak to people she sees through telescope xDDD). But those that hear her 'tossed voice' will get a reaction as if a 'ghost spoke to them.' So it's like a whisper in the ear that sends chills down the spine, raises arm hairs or hackles, feels as if a someone blows in your ear, make eyes water, makes you shiver etc. She can 'toss' her voice but cannot 'catch' anyone's response; it's one way only.
Phasing: Can become incorporeal (includes clothes and held items up to 25kg / 55lbs equivalent mass) and float through physical barriers in all directions. Can hide in physical objects but no longer than 2 minutes.
Flight: Can fly at speeds up to 20 kph / 12.5mph but must be “Phased out” meaning she cannot hold anything beyond her carrying limit. If hovering and motionless she will become invisible, but can hover for no longer than 2 minutes.
“Last thing my MomToo said to me; 'In Resistance may we build our own hope, our own fate, our own future... No more running to live. No more 'keep moving.' We make our stand now, Brigitte. It's time to die fighting. ' ”
Soooo like please let me know what changes are neeeeeded, k?^^
Oh, wow! I didn't expect so many people to drop in like this! Welcome, everyone, and thank you! I'm really looking forward to this~
Now, enough gushing. I have work to do. I'm going to begin fleshing out orders within the Irriss. If anyone has suggestions or wants to throw some ideas out there; feel free to PM me, or start a discussion right up in here.
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Also, @Bunnita, I agree completely about skipping awkward introductions/group building. For the sake of fluidity and ease, I think it'd be best to have this group have functioned together for some time; having completed several assignments and the like as a unit.
Kk. Soooo like how much influence do we have in this world? Like what I'm asking is like are our charries famous for slaying monster x and taking their treasure horde, rescuing town y and getting a huuuuge reward, and clearing out and looting dungeon x!! Like should we be established and wealthy then? Oh! And like how many charries can we play?
But kk. thinking that the bunny wants to play a mage type^^ Shadeweaver!
3) like history of "attack" for the most part bun but too many survivors. Kids in the tunnel room can die of starvation or dehydration (shudder) but the ones you really cared about Id like to "vanish" So they can come into play later. Also Mia with you...will need to figure out how to kill her off (too weak to stand the shock of the sight of the dead or just body gives out, falls asleep and never wakes up?). Anything suitably eerie, depressing, anger generating, or despair inducing will do fine--just something to spark your character along in her goals.
Kk, I'mma change it so that it was just Divs and Mia then. I dun need to write about dead kids and their suffering to death in a hole. U,u!! But the bold part up ^there? I dun gets it? Mia is Phantoms charrie? Maybe ya meant someone else?
But kk. Urshums^^ And soooo exciting! Yays!
~Edz~~ Kk soooo like made changes to history and added in all the new skills for Divsie^^ Yayuh~~!!
@RainbowReindeer Yush. I'm like the regular cinderella right? xDD BUNNDERELLA!!! ME!! xDDD Didja get yer mums flowers or sumpin? I dids! Yays!!
Ohh! And so like @Reaper are we gunna get geared up by Cerberus or like is it only wut we gots on our sheets? And tell me we're not taking public transport there like we did to the meeting xDDD
Kk. Sorry but not sorry err'body! Gots to bounce! Luuuuuurrrrvvvssss~~<3!! ~Later!!~~
Sooo like this is wut I gots in muh charrie sheet for Mia and Divine in the city of ____.
Me Night scene sisters and I, we talked strategy dockside where we were to meet McCafferty. We collected what things and moneys we could and brought it all here; we were going to buy weapons. Big ones. Big ones ready to fight others. And if need be... to kill them. Maybe Mia would even be here? Maybe join us? She was a rough n' tumble lass that had seen her fair share of brawls and undoubtedly came out on top most o' the time, natch!
But then the bells began to toll! But not just the religious ones. All of them. Across the city they rang out like the desperate voices of angels keening for our fate that middle of the night.
I dunno who ushered us away, but she lead us to a trapdoor behind and ol' abandoned house and down a tunnel we went! Oh, but war!!! That was the reason for this all. Our city of ____ was under attack. We were at war.
And so for 3 days they said to stay here. That they would be back. We were scared. We were cold and hungry. Those that could not see in the dark trembled the most, but me n' me sisters tried our best to calm them. That and when they saw how brave Mia was, and that the toughest of all of us was also the bravest, they rallied around her mettle. Oh! And me one sister with the magics created small flame for short times that she could maintain to keep spirits up too.
But we dared not keep any torch lit. We were warned of losing air. Or causing undue attention to us all. How many there were of us exactly, I cannot remember. But we were tightly packed. And much too much of us to keep fed and watered. And so me n' Mia were the oldest so we went and checked further down the tunnels. And damns us. We gots lost! We were starved and desperate for water.
And so on the 6th day we had no choice but to leave our safety in the underground shelter.
It was near dusk. And I remember shuddering. I could hear my bones rattle it was soooo quiet. It was as if nary a person ever existed in ____. Eerily silent and still twas. And so we wandered, just the two of us and then we saw it. I opened me mouth to scream but not a sound came out. None atall aye. Indeedy. I froze. For all my fear me brains worked out something at the same time that was just toooooo curious and strange!
There was no blood... and curiously enough... mayhaps twas the time o day? But they, the citys leaders cast no shadow upon the ground. No blood, no shadow. Only the frozen stark look of terror forever etched upon their dead faces, pinned to the wall. I do not remember how I felt when I saw those three up there, evenly spaced apart like some strange collection... or trophies of some twisted mind... but I cannot unsee what I saw that day. Horror and revulsion.
@Deadnaut Nuuu. You are fantastic ;DDD Thanks ya for playing along with that flashback^^ Yayuh~~<3!! That post was soooo urshums! Wows!! It's like jacob starts off as like: "I'mma shoot ya cuz... like 'Murrica, wut!" And now he's like a reeeeeallly good guy!!^^
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@RainbowReindeer ~~BZZZZT!!~~ Wrong! Shoe heaven can wait, RaiRei! (yush. likes the sounds of it alright...^^) Found muh shoe! Was in muh bruh's car ^^; But like kk. So I'mma have to do muh mommies day stuffs so I'll try to poop on in to see any sorta convo regarding Mish 1!! But right. MOMMY~~<<<<33333!!!
So like first question I gots for @Reaper? So like these 'technicals?' Are they like nicely dun up or are they like really rough and just slapped on pieced up together? Or like do we make that ups as we go?
kk. So like i thinks i has like 30mins then gotsta go get all pretty for MOMMY~~~<<<<<33333!!!
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