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The Resistance [High-Casual] (Superhuman RP)

Bree~~<3

She knocked again. This time even harder and this time with her handful of keys on a keychain.

The sounds of metal on metal echoed out into the distance as she glanced over her shoulder, glowing red eyes already set in a half-hearted scowl. But instantly a pang of sadness shot into her heart when she saw no one there standing at her shoulder. “Why doncha just walk through it, Boo? Maybe see some people humping on the other side, you perv..!” he would have said. “Yeah, whatever. Shuddup, Nightfall...” she would reply. Or something to that extent or even lamer. But at any rate, she could still hear her big brother's voice in her head, as fresh and annoyingly dry and coy just like the first day he said it after she actually did walk through a door and witness two people humping.

Stephan always had little quips like that armed and ready for his little sister... just as she had her 'Shuddup' quips always armed in reply. It had always been like that. Always. Another pang shot into her heart when she realized, that only after 5 days of not seeing him or their mom, just how lonely she was. Without them. But they would be here soon. She just knew it.

Through thick pouting lips, Brigitte released a heavy sigh.

It was true. She could float through walls and doors. But why not float on through the Techno's iron walls then, she was posed that question by many. And actually she did try it. A few times. And it cost them several lives of those involved in trying to get Brigitte across the walls. But even if they did succeed and get her across the barrier, what then? Who was out there to help anyways?

And why wasn't there external help in the first place? Was there really anyone out there on the outside that could breach the Technopath's defenses?

Because even a girl who could float through walls was not able to breach the defense mechanisms. The walls were layered. And in one layer was an electrical current. One that shifted and changed. One that scrambled up frequencies that affected things in different “phases” just like a ghost. Boo.

She almost died the first time. She barely made it out before becoming corporeal again. But the third time they almost made it. Almost.

Most likely No-No, as her family and friends called the Technopath, would have already changed it so that if and when their next attempt happened, the work they put in would be more complex and daunting to get her through. But they did almost make it. Almost.

And that was the most powerful thing they had in the world right now.

Hope.

That is what the silvery-headed young woman held in her breast, and that hope cast away the pangs of loneliness and sadness in her heart. Her mom, ShadowBane. Her brother, Stephan/Nightfall. Their friends and their friends' families. They would be here soon. And the Resistance would grow.

Bree stood there, dressed in a dirty grey hoodie and blue jeans both of which were two sizes two big for her. Glowing red eyes, stared at the keys in her possession. So many of them. More than half were useless. But the ones that were useful about 7 of them were precious. One in particular was her favourite. It had an American car brand on it and an 'X' engraved into it.

It was the key to ShadowBane's black sedan.

And hidden in that sedan was the equipment made to attempt breaching No-No's Unbreachable Wall. The car. The cargo. The key. It was out there. They were still out there... she just knew it...

Another sigh escaped her as she stared down at her ratty formerly-white sneakers. Glowing red eyes closed and she was left in near dark once more.

“'In Resistance may we build our own hope, our own fate, our own future...'” she whispered.

Full rosy lips pulled up in a wry smirk as glowing red eyes ignited once more.

“'We build our own hope...'” she repeated dryly then knocked again.

Lantern

K urshums! Cray princess is in the house! Right. So like the Bunny is gunna wait n' see if the Bug is gunna postie up first, k? Hey, @WanderBug! Ya still okays? >,O!! Misses ya n' AIRH up in here, k? But not Reds, cuz it finally killed me.

_{(Avenge. Me. Meeeee!)}

Candlewick [CLOSED]

Posted a postie!^^ Kk. So like to speed things along,@Skythikon n' @t2wave ya can god mods TamTam into pulling up the peeps out of the engine room. She's tiny, but she works out a lot, cuz sexay cheerleader is sexay yayuh~~!! and so liek she's quite strong for her size actually. But if ya wants, ya can have her drop Suichiro. From the top of the ladder. Onto his head. Totes. xDDDD _{(Cuz welcome back @drewccapp ya dun say hi to the bunny!? >:[ Meanie. )}

Candlewick [CLOSED]

Mess / Engine Room~~!!

TamTam~~<3!!

With the last of the vines finally pulled away, she shimmied back so that Smokie could come on over and give a hand. Someone else was talking and moving around in the dimly lit room. Was that Interlulz? It was!

“Okay, 'kay!” she nodded in response to Smokie's commands then coughed some more as she inhaled more smoke. TamTam hooked her short arms around the other woman's armpits and lifted. The pair of them hobbled toward the bright square in the ceiling. Once again the boat lurched and the raven-headed teen almost lost her grip and almost dropped the prone woman, back of head smacking on the hard planks/tree growth at their feet. Almost.

Instead she nodded at Smokie before lowering the woman's top half down gently at the base of the ladder before climbing up.

“Okay, yeah-yeah. I'mma head on up, kay? I'mma be the one to-- hey! Hey, hey! I see another one! Hey, you with the glasses! Interlulz! To your left, there's a dude moving over there! See him?”

She lowered her pointing hand then nodded once more at Smokie. Up the ladder she quickly scrambled; the pain in her tummy and back were easy to ignore with her adrenaline roiling and boiling through her body. Then peering out when she got to the top, she saw her blood-smeared bunny and FoxyLady there.

“Hey, hey, lady...” she said and could not help but smile at the amber eyed beauty, “...the fire's still going on down there! Can ya find someone... like anyone and get them to help out please? Like grab a bucket or something too, FoxyLady? Please?”

She tossed a baby blue eyed wink at the four-footed guide and made a double-clicking noise out the corner of her mouth before turning around and flopping onto her belly. TamTam peered down below at Smokie and the unconscious lady. Hopefully her 'State' was stable and remained that way throughout their whole ordeal right now.

“I'm at the top now, Interlulz,” she called out into the room below and promptly began coughing again as she inhaled more smoke. She shook her head and re-focused as her baby blues caught Smokie's green ones. Her head pulled back slightly as she had been smacked. The Irishman's eyes were much livelier now and hella intense; there was no way he would let this woman die, said his eyes. To that TamTam slowly nodded in response as thunder once more boomed out in the angry and swirling skies above them.

“Alright, Smokie...” she said as she lowered her rainbow-tipped finger nailed hands into the opening in the floor, “I'm ready when you are... Hells yesh. Let's do dis...!”

Rites Of Passage (a High Fantasy/Forgotten Realms Adventure)

K, so gots a postie ups^^

Rites Of Passage (a High Fantasy/Forgotten Realms Adventure)

Divsie~~<3

For 2 days they had travelled and for 2 days Miss Divine of the Night Scene dancers held her tongue on the matter. And it was eating her up inside. She had never been one to worry so much-- so much infact that she started a terrible habit of wringing her hands together – but something like... losing them all. All at once. A whole city. For 2 days now she held it in but today? Right now? Right now she would stop wringing her hands.

“Why us...?” her voice was but a wee bit over a harsh whisper and barely audible over the sweeping roar of the river beside them.

Soft light amber eyes held a sheen of wet emotion over them as she cleared her throat and turned her visage towards Mia. This time when she spoke it was a tad louder but her full lower lip trembled beneath her small, yet sharp tusks.

“What makes us so special then? Mia, why us? Why were we spared...? Why...?!”

Off into the distance, just above the tree tops and towards the lowering ball of fire in the sky did Divs gaze. She shook her head and wiped her eyes. Oh, but she was being such a silly. She should be thankful that she was alive, not guilty for surviving. And at any rate, who said they were dead? Was that not the reason they followed the 3 Strangers? Did they not have the answers they sought?

But of course they did. Yet into her thick skull this reasoning was not enough.

A fingerless, black leather gloved hand she ran through the strip of cherry black hair at the top of her head.

Divs was a good gal, yes, but the sharpest one? No.

The other hand wiped away at soft amber eyes before tears could fall.

It was hard for her to think for herself; a bit naive, a bit sheltered, and a bit too dumb. Strange that she held such great confidence and pride in her skills as a dancer, acrobat and thiefperformer, yet in social situations or during times of planning or decision making process, she fell flat. Needless to say she was someone who thrived in group situations but failed without a a strong personality to lead her.

And so, while she tried to act brave, she needed constant reassurance and constructive words to build her up. Those in her dance troupe knew that and were able to persuade her and guide her as to how she should be. And those like her mum, Dorianna, knew just how to manipulate and squeeze the most use out of her. But as to what kind of reactions she would receive from Mia, Divs was rather unsure.

As a result, the mixed-orc would defer to just keeping her mouth shut.

She lowered her pack and staff off her shoulders and laid it down in the grass near her feet. Divine knelt down and reached into her pack. After a few seconds of rummaging, she pulled out her packed rations and goods and unrolled them. Eyes closed, she sighed and began unbuttoning her black leather coat starting from throat and running downward to just beyond mid thigh. The coat draped her pack and soon after, the fingerless gloves and black suede riding boots joined the pile. Another sigh, then she untied the drawstrings at the chest of her white long sleeved poofy blouse before unbuttoning the cuffs and rolling them up.

With a cup in either hand, she scooped up fresh, cold river water and stood. With a polite smile and nod, she offered a cup of water to Mia.

“Sooooo... dear Mia...?” she said shyly, amber eyes shining with trepidation over the ceramic mug, “what do we do when we meet these 3 Strangers then? And sooooo what do we do if we meet up with a bunch o' strange folk along the way? We're but lasses me n' you, aye? Indeedy we are... and so Mama Dori always said that stranger men only want one thing from gals and they'll do anything to try and get it from them... especially if they're alone. And here we are, Mia. Alone. Just you and I. And soon it be night again.”

Divs noisily sipped at her water, then ran a hand through her strip of cherry black hair at her head. Another sigh before continuing, then:

“And a big as I am... I do not fight. Well, I been in fights but.. actually no. I just been pummelled actually... hahah... but I gets away for the most part... but one time me eye-- this one here-- swolled up so much I did not see from it..! Umm... But... aye sooooo... what I'm trying to say is; what d'ye wants me to do if we encounter stranger men then? If y'don't mind me askins' that is. Dear Mia. Aye. Aye, indeedy... hahahah... Ahem.”

Divs took another noisy sip of water to shut her mouth. Soft amber eyes shone at Mia, peering out from just over the rim of her mug.

Candlewick [CLOSED]

Gooods... very gooooods... nows must works on muh pooooostie... goooods... very goooooods...

AVENGE MEEEE!!!

Lantern

Hiiiiiii~~!!!

Welcome back @drewccapp!! Soooo like hopes yer all--

--Sneaks up behind @Bunnita and softy but swiftly pokes with a stick--

@Red_massa

--OW! Dufurks was that?! OWWWW!!! Reds! Like why dids ya just go on and~~bleeds out profusely~

...Avenge. Me. A-avenge... Meeeeeee....

~dies~ x,x

The Circle Complete [Arc 1, Interest Check]

@lydyn Oooooohhh... so likes... bunny has idea then?! If yer charrie is cursed by a ShadeWeaver... and muh charrie is a Shadeweaver... maybe like that's part of the reason for being stand-offish at each other to begin with. Then later on we could try to find a 'cure' for your 'deviant' features. ;P Huhuhuhuh... but like that all depends on if we're both accepted of course. Cuz lots of peeps. But yush. ideas are funs! :3

The Resistance [High-Casual] (Superhuman RP)

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@Bunnita
Well. the Resistance has exsisted for almost as long as te Technopath has been in charge, so it'd be around ten years old, but the members have joined at various times and were not all recruited at once. It's up to you how long Bree has been with the Resistance, if she even is yet.
Your character could just show up at the door, technically, but she'd need to be "recruited" for it. The Resistance is pretty hush hush since they don't want the Technopath and thereby his Crusaders knowing that they're down there. She could just stumble upon it while trekking the sewers, but recruitment is the most common way of joining.
The "First Impressions" thing was meant for people to give a quick assesment of how their characters would feel about one another when/if they meet. Most of them have already met at least briefly, because they have some ties with the Resistance even if they are not members. So long as the Resistance know that someone is a super and someone who can be trusted, they protect tham just as well as they do to their own little organization. However, if you do not want Bree to have ever met anyone with the Resistance, then you obviously would not need a "first impressions" thing and others would not need to add you to theirs.
I hope I answered all of your questions sufficiently.

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@The Mad Hatter

Yush. Helps soooooooooo much. Thanks ya^^

BUT~!

K soooo like muh charries background is that she is looking for a contact that her foster mom told her to find. Sooo i'mma edz in Bree's history and just say that random scout type Resistance member found Bree and just dropped her off into the sewers entrance to the secret hide out to speed things along. Is that okays? Then muh first post will be Bree knocking on the door? ^^;