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Devotion to the truth is the hallmark of morality; there is no greater, nobler, more heroic form of devotion than the act of a man who assumes the responsibility of thinking. -Ayn Rand(Atlas Shrugged)
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Devotion to the truth is the hallmark of morality; there is no greater, nobler, more heroic form of devotion than the act of a man who assumes the responsibility of thinking. -Ayn Rand(Atlas Shrugged)
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8 yrs ago
"Without effort, acheivements and rewards have no value. An accomplishment is something earned not something given." - Someone, sometime.
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8 yrs ago
“Most men and women will grow up to love their servitude and will never dream of revolution.” - Aldous Huxley (Brave New World)
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8 yrs ago
"Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do." - H.Jackson Brown Jr.
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"In the end, it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years." - Abraham Lincoln
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Bio
Hello! I'm Heap!
Welcome to my little corner of the guild.
My current life status and availability:
I live in the Western area of the US in an apartment I work 2 jobs and 50-65 hours (Not exaggerating) a week to pay for. I work primarily as a professional graphic designer and part time at a local family owned shop mainly as a favor to the owner who needed the help. Aside from that I'm relatively active in my social life and non-role-playing activities so while I'm still online everyday the hours are usually really early in the morning and really late at night. That being said, if you find me in chat and I randomly disappear, I'm not trying to be rude, someone probably just showed up at my door wanting to hang out or go out.
My Roleplaying style:
When it comes to joining a role-play I usually go for a more adult themed type. Not necessarily intimate just more of a mature context. The genre doesn't typically matter so long as the idea is somewhat original, that to say, I don't go for role-plays based on any specific media very often. The exception being if the role-play is based off an already well established story that it's not completely following the canon of it.
Who I am:
Curiosity is my blessing and curse. I must know as much about everything as I possibly can and often will never take a simple answer to a question without either inquiring further or doing extra research on the subject until I know it's origin, current political and monetary state, how it's used and if in any way it could influence my own life. So far as I know I'm a pretty easy going, fun loving, person, I'm not afraid to go against the grain or do something that seems a little odd. In the end I genuinely just want to be a happy person and in turn share that happiness with everyone around me.
Side note:
I've made a few friends since being here and truly cherish my friendships with each and every one of them (you know who you are). If you guys ever need anything, ever, I'm there, you never need to ask twice or feel like you are any less important to me then you really are.
The Ibrus Clan is also a thing consisting of myself, @Vashonn, @Caster and @Big Dread. We are a group of miscreants and are all really good friends. I would do almost anything for them.
Waiting for Start or CS Approval None at this time
Beth opened her eyes slowly. The light was blinding though there wasn't much of it. Immediately her eyes began to water from air exposure and with an inhale she coughed. Every muscle in her body was sore, almost to a numbing point. She moved her eyes around the room trying to see something, anything. Faint lights seemed to glow all over the room but everything was a fog and she couldn't keep her eyes open for very long without feeling them burn.
There was a sound on the edge of her tongue. "Be.." What was it she was trying to remember. Her body hurts. "Bet, no that's not right." She said to herself. "Beth?" She remembered. She felt familiarity with it. "My Name?" Again came more coughing, her throat hurt with the air and the rattling of her long unused vocal cords. "Lets try opening my eyes again" her internal voice whispered. She peeked her eyes open again just a sliver, it hurt, it burned and she closed them again.
Beth lifted her arms slowly, her muscles ached and her joints popped with the movements. "A box?" She thought as she felt the sides of what she was laying in. She tried lifting her leg and lunging forward which resulted in her falling out of her capsule and landing on the cold ground. She lied there for a moment, the pain that shot through her body was fierce. "Lets try sitting" She thought. More coughs and gasps. She began slowly pulled her legs in and sitting up. This was as far as she could get. Her eyes were still closed, barely attempting to peak through them every so often.
He wears a red, oil covered t-shirt under a brown Carhart jacket with olive drab 5.11 cargo pants underneath. Concealed carried is a Glock 19 Gen4 with 2 extra mags (its a 9mm pistol that holds 15 rounds per magazine giving him 45 rounds), he carried this with him at all times despite the restrictive gun laws in New York state. He also wore a tungsten carbide wedding band.
Personality: Jaxon has a bad attitude about most things. He never gives anyone the benefit of the doubt takes a long time to begin to trust and loses trust after the first lie, even a simple white lie. He has no friends or comrades and doesn't want any. He'll often call someone out if they do something stupid as harshly as possible.
Job/Career: Gunsmith/Gun shop owner
Biography: Jaxon grew up in south-east Michigan, he was a well behaved child and teenager despite the crime pouring his way from the Detroit area. His father was a grocery store owner and avid hunter and began teaching him about firearms from a young age. He loved to hunt, being out in the wilderness looking for the beautiful antlers of a White-tail deer (common in the midwest US). After graduating high school he became apprentice to a local gunsmith and began learning the trade.
At this time he met the love of his life Hannah. Hannah grew up on a dairy and apple farm, she was charming and charismatic. Jaxon loved her with everything he had. They smiled and laughed together, the happy days of his life. At the age of 24 they married, a year later Jaxon finished his apprenticeship and Hannah was pregnant.
Jaxon thought it was a good time to start fresh. He found an empty shop space in Queens New York and a small apartment a short train ride away. With this he moved himself and his wife to New York where he opened a gun shop and advertised gun-smithing. After a few months his first son was born and named Garrett. They lived happily as his business boomed with success.
With his expert skill in gun-smithing taking wind he began getting visits from representatives of local mob bosses, trying to recruit him as their own personal gunsmith. Jaxon refused every offer given, no matter the cost. After 3 years of attempts and denials his life changed. Hannah came by the shop to drop off his lunch and bring the now 3 year old Garrett over to visit 'Daddy'. That afternoon Jaxon went home as he regularly did to find that his wife and child were not there. He assumed they may still be out on the town and decided not to panic. He cooked himself dinner and watched TV with a beer in hand. At some point he fell asleep as the sound of his alarm in the bedroom rang.
Jaxon's eyes opened in a flash. Hannah had not been home all night. He grabbed his jacket and went out in search of her. A city of many and he had to find one. Panic filled him, he checked the park, all the local hotels and motels and called both his and her parents. She was not seen anywhere. "Maybe she stayed at the shop?" He thought to himself. He rushed to the shop where the doors were still locked from the night before. He unlocked the door, entered, and locked the door again behind him. "Think. THINK!" He yelled to himself.
At this point the worst came to him mind, he began strapping himself in as many guns as he could conceal and walked out the back door leading to the trash bin. The door only opened partial way and stopped against an object. He let the door close behind him and saw the bodys of Hannah and Garrett. Garrett had a round wound square in the middle of his forehead. Hannah's clothes were ripped off and there were bruises on her hips, breasts and neck. She too had a round bullet hole in the middle of her forehead. Jaxon knelt down and held Hannah, putting his jacket over her bare body. The tears were blinding, and memories of that week have long disappeared.
Jaxon moved his shop to Manhattan and began living in an apartment right above it, keeping to himself and spending each day in his shop and at the range.
Current Residence: Northern Manhattan
Strengths: Excellent shooter with all weapon types and skilled handyman. Strong.
Weaknesses: Almost emotionless and unfriendly to anyone who isn't a customer in his shop. Doesn't trust anyone with anything. Bad temper.
As everyone entered the dining hall the long buffet table was filled with food. There were 15 different types of cheese, displays of apples of many verities, honey chicken, honey yoghurt and honey bread, mashed potatoes with 5 different choices of gravy and a large plate of tomato and avocado sandwiches with gouda and light mayo on wheat bread cut into perfect squares. At the far end of the table were pastries and cookies while at the near end were sparkling juices, water, milk and iced tea.
Everything was set as if it had just arrived, food was steaming and fresh but, there was no staff to be seen. The stack of plates at the end of the table had a small card on top saying Please leave your dishes on the table when you're finished. Next to it were napkins and tableware all seemed new and polished, all were of the highest quality.
Madam Mitzuki came down the hall on the second floor and slowly walked down the stairs. Her masterfully sewn Kimono graced each step as you descended almost giving it the appearance that she was floating.
"Welcome to the manor, my friends!" She said with a warm smile. She walked up to each of her new tenants and handed them a card with directions to their room and an old silver key. To each person you handed a card to she gazed into their eyes for a moment, almost to say she knew them deeply and understood them. "If you would please, help yourselves to any of the food and beverages available in the dining hall." She pointed to the door to everyone's right. "Your bags will be brought to your room if you leave them here. I should like to warn you, electronics often do not work in this home. Please roam the grounds, this is your home too now, no room is off limits."
She stood before them all, "breakfast is served between 7 and 9, lunch from 11-1 and dinner precisely at 7. The dining hall door will be locked if you are late."
Age(14-18): 16 Gender: Female Club (Host or Other): Other - Black Magic Club Type (Cool Type, etc. Only for Host): N/A
Special Skills: Reading horoscopes, card tricks
Odd Habits: Staring off into space, carrying around a black lace perusal (in school, museums, rest-rooms, etc.)
Likes: Dark Chocolate, Watching people who don't notice her watching them, Reading palms (though she is almost always wrong), making concoctions she calls potions.
Dislikes: Too many questions (asked her, on tests, etc.), Tea with sugar, Poorly made clothing.
Other: Family fortune is in making pristine ball jointed dolls, as well as their clothing. All are made by hand and sold internationally for a very high value.
[Center][u][h1] [color=#62a332]H[/color][color=#79cb3c]e[/color][color=#84e23f]l[/color][color=#96ee55]l[/color][color=#b9f78a]o[/color]! I'm Heap! [/h1][/u][i]Welcome to my little corner of the guild.[/i][/Center]
[color=#62a332][h2]My current life status and availability:[/h2][/color][hr]
I live in the Western area of the US in an apartment I work 2 jobs and 50-65 hours (Not exaggerating) a week to pay for. I work primarily as a professional graphic designer and part time at a local family owned shop mainly as a favor to the owner who needed the help. Aside from that I'm relatively active in my social life and non-role-playing activities so while I'm still online everyday the hours are usually really early in the morning and really late at night. That being said, if you find me in chat and I randomly disappear, I'm not trying to be rude, someone probably just showed up at my door wanting to hang out or go out.
[color=#79cb3c][h2]My Roleplaying style:[/h2][/color][hr]
When it comes to joining a role-play I usually go for a more adult themed type. Not necessarily intimate just more of a mature context. The genre doesn't typically matter so long as the idea is somewhat original, that to say, I don't go for role-plays based on any specific media very often. The exception being if the role-play is based off an already well established story that it's not completely following the canon of it.
[color=#84e23f][h2]Who I am:[/h2][/color][hr]
Curiosity is my blessing and curse. I must know as much about everything as I possibly can and often will never take a simple answer to a question without either inquiring further or doing extra research on the subject until I know it's origin, current political and monetary state, how it's used and if in any way it could influence my own life. So far as I know I'm a pretty easy going, fun loving, person, I'm not afraid to go against the grain or do something that seems a little odd. In the end I genuinely just want to be a happy person and in turn share that happiness with everyone around me.
[color=#b9f78a][h2]Side note:[/h2][/color][hr]
I've made a few friends since being here and truly cherish my friendships with each and every one of them (you know who you are). If you guys ever need anything, ever, I'm there, you never need to ask twice or feel like you are any less important to me then you really are.
The Ibrus Clan is also a thing consisting of myself, [@Vashonn], [@Caster] and [@Big Dread]. We are a group of miscreants and are all really good friends. I would do [i]almost[/i] anything for them.
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[color=#aae895]Waiting for Start or CS Approval[/color]
None at this time
[color=#aae895]Currently Running[/color]
None at this time
[color=#aae895]Hiatus[/color]
None at this time
[color=#aae895]I am GM/Co-GM of[/color]
[url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/157986-the-order-of-the-white-lily/ic]The Order of the White Lily [/url] Casual (Currently not running but will likely restart and is a good read)
[url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/172625/ooc/ic]Glimhollow[/url] Advanced
[color=#aae895]Other Random Additions to RPG[/color]
[url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/157520-name-generators-and-image-sites/ooc]My Name Generator and Image Guide[/url]
[url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/172714-the-quibbler/ooc]The Quibbler[/url] Looking for articles and advertisement ideas for an edition of The Quibbler I would like to design
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<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;"><div class="bb-center"><span class="bb-u"><div class="bb-h1"><font color="#62a332">H</font><font color="#79cb3c">e</font><font color="#84e23f">l</font><font color="#96ee55">l</font><font color="#b9f78a">o</font>! I'm Heap!</div></span><span class="bb-i">Welcome to my little corner of the guild.</span></div><br><font color="#62a332"><div class="bb-h2">My current life status and availability:</div></font><hr class="bb-hr"><br>I live in the Western area of the US in an apartment I work 2 jobs and 50-65 hours (Not exaggerating) a week to pay for. I work primarily as a professional graphic designer and part time at a local family owned shop mainly as a favor to the owner who needed the help. Aside from that I'm relatively active in my social life and non-role-playing activities so while I'm still online everyday the hours are usually really early in the morning and really late at night. That being said, if you find me in chat and I randomly disappear, I'm not trying to be rude, someone probably just showed up at my door wanting to hang out or go out.<br><br><font color="#79cb3c"><div class="bb-h2">My Roleplaying style:</div></font><hr class="bb-hr"><br>When it comes to joining a role-play I usually go for a more adult themed type. Not necessarily intimate just more of a mature context. The genre doesn't typically matter so long as the idea is somewhat original, that to say, I don't go for role-plays based on any specific media very often. The exception being if the role-play is based off an already well established story that it's not completely following the canon of it.<br><br><font color="#84e23f"><div class="bb-h2">Who I am:</div></font><hr class="bb-hr"><br>Curiosity is my blessing and curse. I must know as much about everything as I possibly can and often will never take a simple answer to a question without either inquiring further or doing extra research on the subject until I know it's origin, current political and monetary state, how it's used and if in any way it could influence my own life. So far as I know I'm a pretty easy going, fun loving, person, I'm not afraid to go against the grain or do something that seems a little odd. In the end I genuinely just want to be a happy person and in turn share that happiness with everyone around me.<br><br><font color="#b9f78a"><div class="bb-h2">Side note:</div></font><hr class="bb-hr"><br>I've made a few friends since being here and truly cherish my friendships with each and every one of them (you know who you are). If you guys ever need anything, ever, I'm there, you never need to ask twice or feel like you are any less important to me then you really are.<br><br>The Ibrus Clan is also a thing consisting of myself, <a class="bb-mention" href="/users/vashonn">@Vashonn</a>, <a class="bb-mention" href="/users/caster">@Caster</a> and <a class="bb-mention" href="/users/big-dread">@Big Dread</a>. We are a group of miscreants and are all really good friends. I would do <span class="bb-i">almost</span> anything for them.<br><br><hr class="bb-hr"><br><br><div class="bb-center"><div class="hider-panel"><div class="hider-heading"><button type="button" class="btn btn-default btn-xs hider-button" data-name="Role Play Statuses">Role Play Statuses [+]</button></div><div class="hider-body" style="display: none"><font color="#aae895">Waiting for Start or CS Approval</font><br>None at this time<br><br><font color="#aae895">Currently Running</font><br>None at this time<br><br><font color="#aae895">Hiatus</font><br>None at this time<br><br><font color="#aae895">I am GM/Co-GM of</font><br><a href="http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/157986-the-order-of-the-white-lily/ic">The Order of the White Lily</a> Casual (Currently not running but will likely restart and is a good read)<br><a href="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/172625/ooc/ic">Glimhollow</a> Advanced<br><br><font color="#aae895">Other Random Additions to RPG</font><br><a href="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/157520-name-generators-and-image-sites/ooc">My Name Generator and Image Guide</a><br><a href="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/172714-the-quibbler/ooc">The Quibbler</a> Looking for articles and advertisement ideas for an edition of The Quibbler I would like to design</div></div></div> <br></div>