Heretic

DEAD ISLAND 💀🌴

Posted on mobile, so excuse any errors.

But anyway, I'm down for a collab as well as Charlotte will step outside on my next post. @Slim Shady your guy would catch Charlotte's eye so maybe they are already familiar with each other or something.

DEAD ISLAND 💀🌴

Charlotte DeWitt

A notification, and then another. Charlotte grumbled some gibberish, and turned away from the source of her annoyance. She now faced the window, that which was floor-to-ceiling and wall-to-wall, allowing a hell of a lot of sunshine into the room. Was it possible to get any sleep whatsoever? She’d only been in the for a handful of days but at the rate she was heading, the odds were against her. She should have stayed in New York where she’d get more rest.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang from the room adjacent to hers, as if someone had thrown a piece of furniture at the wall separating her bed from those hellions next door. Charlotte sighed and got up on her knees, one hand resting on the bedframe while the other banged against the wall.

“Hey, knock it off! I’m trying to sleep!”

She waited for a moment, but was met with silence. Maybe that was their way of apologizing, and if so, she liked their strategy. But by then Charlotte was too wound up to go back to sleep. She unintentionally ignored her cell phone on the nightstand, the original culprit, and decided she’d have some icy water to help with the hangover from the previous night. She walked over to the kitchenette to grab the ice container, hoping no one was out in the hall. The full-length mirror hanging from the main door allowed her to see she was decent enough to step outside without eliciting too much of a response from any guests wondering outside. Charlotte had on an oversized shirt she received upon her arrival at the resort, because at nearly 4 in the morning, she wasn’t about to change into her lacy nightie.

Opening the door, she took a peek outside before walking out. The sight before her, however, was not one she was expecting. Something that looked an awful lot like blood staining the walls and carpet, bits of clutter here and there scattered in a disorganized fashion, someone lying face-down on the ground… Charlotte immediately closed the door and put the container down, walking over to her phone to call her friend Alexandra who was staying two doors down. Maybe she would know something, or at the very least she'd be able to verify that Alex was okay in the midst of whatever the hell was going on.

DEAD ISLAND 💀🌴

Charlie

C H A R L O T T E D E W I T T

^{"You want me to do what now?"}

════ C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T ════ _______________________________________________ _______________________________________________ ════ C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y ════ 🇬🇧 Charlotte Elizabeth DeWitt _______________________________________________ 33 | Female | Caucasian | Blood Type: A- _______________________________________________ Criminal Attorney ▼ S K I L L S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ► Intelligence ► A quick learner ► Multi-lingual ▼ W E A K N E S S E S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ► Unempathetic ► Impatient ► Hot-headed ▼ L I K E S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ► Exercise ► Reading ► Getting massages ► Traveling ▼ D I S L I K E S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ► Coffee ► Dogs ► Traffic ► Unnecessary complaining

══════ A P P E A R A N C E ══════ Fit and lean from years of exercise and proper dieting. Charlotte is a natural brunette, but she's had blonde hair for years now, making people give a double take whenever she shows them older photographs of herself. She is of average height for a woman, such genes passed down from her mother's side of the family. For the most part, Charlotte's body is tattoo-free, although she has a Latin phrase on the left side of her back underneath the shoulder and cherry blossoms wrapping around the outside of her ankle coming down over her foot. Charlotte also has a second set of piercings on her ears, although she doesn't wear the additional jewelry whenever she's at work. ═══════ P E R S O N A L I T Y ══════ Charlotte is the typical, moderately arrogant attorney walking in and out of courtrooms as if she owned the place. She runs on her time, and anyone unable to keep up is left behind. Charlotte has very little patience for nonsense, and she will interrupt you and correct you when you're wrong. She works hard, but she plays just as hard. To balance her stressful career, Charlotte consumes edibles every now and then, although no one knows aside from a few select individuals. When she's high, Charlotte is a completely different person. She's friendly and easy-going, and people who've never met her would mistake her for a saint. ═══════ B I O G R A P H Y ══════ Charlotte was born and raised in London to parents working the medical field, her mother a gynecologist and her father a trauma surgeon. She had a cushioned life growing up, especially being an only child. Charlotte was rarely denied any of her wants, but her parents were firm believers in punishment and thus she was a well-disciplined since infancy. When she was of school age, Charlotte didn't struggle through the transition. The school setting suited her, especially given that it was a private school, and she excelled in her classes and had a few select friends who were like-minded. But such friendships didn't last since the DeWitt family moved to Toronto, ON when Charlotte was 8 years old. The move was a bit of a stressful development for the young girl, but she coped with it and moved on rather quickly. Eventually, as she got older, Charlotte realized what she wanted to do the rest of her life and she set out to pursue such dreams. Upon graduation, Charlotte attended Columbia University in New York City. She had been awarded a scholarship and given that her parents were well off, she had her own apartment not too far from campus. It was during her college years she started experimenting with weed and loved the fact that it managed to wash away any stress she had. Charlotte kept this fact a secret, not even telling her closest friend a word. She knew that people her age gossiped like no tomorrow, and she wasn't going to make a mistake she would later regret. Once she attained her J.D., Charlotte accepted a position at a relatively new firm in NYC which was quickly growing. She stayed there for a few years before accepting another position at a much bigger firm, and she's been living comfortably ever since. Recently, Charlotte decided to take a vacation with a friend from work, and she's been at the resort for only two days.

DEAD ISLAND 💀🌴

Charlie

C H A R L O T T E D E W I T T

^{"You want me to do what now?"}

════ C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T ════ _______________________________________________ _______________________________________________ ════ C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y ════ 🇬🇧 Charlotte Elizabeth DeWitt _______________________________________________ 33 | Female | Caucasian | Blood Type: A- _______________________________________________ Criminal Attorney ▼ S K I L L S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ► Intelligence ► A quick learner ► Multi-lingual ▼ W E A K N E S S E S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ► Unempathetic ► Impatient ► Hot-headed ▼ L I K E S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ► Exercise ► Reading ► Getting massages ► Traveling ▼ D I S L I K E S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ► Coffee ► Dogs ► Traffic ► Unnecessary complaining

══════ A P P E A R A N C E ══════ Fit and lean from years of exercise and proper dieting. Charlotte is a natural brunette, but she's had blonde hair for years now, making people give a double take whenever she shows them older photographs of herself. She is of average height for a woman, such genes passed down from her mother's side of the family. For the most part, Charlotte's body is tattoo-free, although she has a Latin phrase on the left side of her back underneath the shoulder and cherry blossoms wrapping around the outside of her ankle coming down over her foot. Charlotte also has a second set of piercings on her ears, although she doesn't wear the additional jewelry whenever she's at work. ═══════ P E R S O N A L I T Y ══════ Charlotte is the typical, moderately arrogant attorney walking in and out of courtrooms as if she owned the place. She runs on her time, and anyone unable to keep up is left behind. Charlotte has very little patience for nonsense, and she will interrupt you and correct you when you're wrong. She works hard, but she plays just as hard. To balance her stressful career, Charlotte consumes edibles every now and then, although no one knows aside from a few select individuals. When she's high, Charlotte is a completely different person. She's friendly and easy-going, and people who've never met her would mistake her for a saint. ═══════ B I O G R A P H Y ══════ Charlotte was born and raised in London to parents working the medical field, her mother a gynecologist and her father a trauma surgeon. She had a cushioned life growing up, especially being an only child. Charlotte was rarely denied any of her wants, but her parents were firm believers in punishment and thus she was a well-disciplined since infancy. When she was of school age, Charlotte didn't struggle through the transition. The school setting suited her, especially given that it was a private school, and she excelled in her classes and had a few select friends who were like-minded. But such friendships didn't last since the DeWitt family moved to Toronto, ON when Charlotte was 8 years old. The move was a bit of a stressful development for the young girl, but she coped with it and moved on rather quickly. Eventually, as she got older, Charlotte realized what she wanted to do the rest of her life and she set out to pursue such dreams. Upon graduation, Charlotte attended Columbia University in New York City. She had been awarded a scholarship and given that her parents were well off, she had her own apartment not too far from campus. It was during her college years she started experimenting with weed and loved the fact that it managed to wash away any stress she had. Charlotte kept this fact a secret, not even telling her closest friend a word. She knew that people her age gossiped like no tomorrow, and she wasn't going to make a mistake she would later regret. Once she attained her J.D., Charlotte accepted a position at a relatively new firm in NYC which was quickly growing. She stayed there for a few years before accepting another position at a much bigger firm, and she's been living comfortably ever since. Recently, Charlotte decided to take a vacation with a friend from work, and she's been at the resort for only two days.

DEAD ISLAND 💀🌴 (Reboot) (4-8 Players)

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Wish I could say the template was my design, but I pulled it from other users, as I really liked the aesthetic. Otherwise, mine would have been quite plain as well.

@Vaeltaja

Would you mind if I used it as well? I currently have a WIP and it would either be completed today or tomorrow.

DEAD ISLAND 💀🌴 (Reboot) (4-8 Players)

@Vaeltaja

Love your template, and it does flow extremely well.

Unfortunately, my CS will be as plain as they come.

DEAD ISLAND 💀🌴 (Reboot) (4-8 Players)

You can be a mailman in the navy.

DEAD ISLAND 💀🌴 (Reboot) (4-8 Players)

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Her eyes fluttered open, and she immediately felt the discomfort responsible for waking her. The room was warm, a little too warm, in fact. Elena looked around the space, noticing Damien wasn't there with her. She suddenly coughed without warning, her throat on fire. Despite the medication she was taking as instructed by her doctor, Elena didn't feel any better. She could barely speak, and at that moment didn't feel like calling out to her husband, but in the next few moments he opened the door and stepped inside the bedroom. He had obviously heard her cough, and she was thankful he was so attentive.

Damien walked over and sat on the edge of the bed before placing the back of his hand on her forehead. He didn't need to say a word; his expression said it all.

"You're burning up, love."

"It's that bad?"

"Afraid so. I'm gonna go grab some chicken soup for you and I'll be right back. You're gonna be okay while I'm gone, right?"

"Yeah, but you don't need to--"

"Sorry love, this isn't a debate. See you soon."

Damien gave her a quick kiss on her hand before leaving her alone once more, and Elena couldn't help but sigh. She'd been eating chicken soup for a number of days now, and she was growing tired of it. But it was easier bending water than trying to convince him otherwise. Sometimes his hardheadedness was useful, other times it drove her insane. Although she'd rather have someone who was on top of things versus the alternative, so she couldn't complain.

Elena turned her head to the side to look at the time. She should probably dial the office, let her partner know she was going to be out for a while longer, but she quickly realized she could let Damien handle that as well whenever he returned. He would want her to not get out of bed until she was feeling better, and she would oblige. Instead, Elena reached behind her for the remote, and in that moment a notification went off on her phone.

"Really?"

The young woman took her time getting up and walking across the room. She had left her slippers behind as she welcomed the cool feel of the floor underneath her feet. When she approached the dresser, Helena looked down at her phone and noticed it was her mother who had messaged her asking for an update. Not only did she have an overprotective husband, but she also had overprotective parents.

Yes mother, I'm okay. I haven't gotten worse. She thought to herself as she typed up the message. She figured it was the best way to respond without alerting her mother as to her condition. Elena didn't need another complaint going to Damien. When she sent the message, Elena went back to bed. By that point, she was a little anxious to get her mind off of things and instead binge on some episodes of the show she was currently watching. And for the next 10 minuets or so, that's exactly what she did until her tv suddenly cut off to yet another "important" broadcast.

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@Bazmund

No one should mind, I think it'd even out the scale a bit.