Mariana Collie

Give the avatar above you a Porn Name!

Sweet Cheeks

New Guild! New Me!

have you considered a career in avocado?

Word association Game!

Testicles

Ban the Person above you

Banned because you went right back to banning after the guild restarted

Was supposed to let it die dammit

What Are You Listening To?

Telecommunications

I'm also willing to continue while recruiting. Or even if we three go alone. Whatever @DeadDrop thinks is the best plan.

What Are You Listening To?

@Scrub Mage I really like this kind of vibe but that puts me far on the biased side. I also don't know a lot about music production so it could be two samples over and over for all I know. But from a normie perspective it's chill.

Exiles

Norma

Name:
Norma Reid

Age:
11

Gender:
Female

Personality:
Incredibly shy. Friendly enough but aloof. Considers herself unwanted to the point of isolating herself and vowing to take care of herself on her own.

Power:
Invulnerable (regeneration) with limitations and a major drawback - it seems her own body, transformed as it has been, fights against her constantly. Her internal system is composed entirely of an unknown celltype that is always regrowing itself. Loss of limbs, stabbing, no effect. She'll regrow. But it is unknown what will happen if she loses her head, and the connection to her brain matter is severed. Additionally, her cells' constant state of motion means she constantly feels sick and, strangely, must drink absurd amounts of activated charcoal to keep from losing control to them. The effects of cell overgrowth are unknown but its most likely she'll enter a comatose state as they grow around her like tumors. Can't enjoy food without illness. Just sticks to feeding her cells liquefied charcoal or bismuth to keep them sleepy. She still feels pain when her body reacts to injury, so battles remain challenging.

Bio(Again, short):
Her parents, devout followers of a religious sect, found their child to be repulsive from her birth. They almost certainly figured there was something off and kept their distance, their sect having been partly responsible for the political promotion of previous genocidal policies, yet unable to lay their hands on their own daughter on principle. Their worst fears were confirmed when church doctors found her unable to eat normally, and saw abusive wounds heal before their eyes. From that point they threw drinks containing bismuth at her, not speaking or interacting beyond that. Even her schooling was left to a private tutor. Due to the neglect, she learned to take care of herself. Preferring to draw in her room or play outside with the dogs. When her parents learned of the Screen, they planned to bring her to be screened themselves and then ship her off to whoever would take her in exchange for donation money for their church. She agreed, but when packing had a change of heart: choosing to flee out the window. She currently lives on the run from alley to alley, junkyard to junkyard, stealing stomach medicines from stores to get by.

Likes(optional):
Art, animals, manners, tasteless drinks

Dislikes(optional):
When the cells force her to finally drink, the cold, being crowded, the nightmares of being found, sweet tasting drinks

Alias (Exile Name?):
She has taken to calling herself Puppy, after the dogs she misses. It's a silly name but one that suits her round eyes.

Gear(What items did you pack?):
Changes of clothing, blanket, stuffed bunny, tube of stomach medicine, bottle of pepto bismol. Novel Neverending Story.

Exiles

Norma

Name:
Norma Reid

Age:
11

Gender:
Female

Personality:
Incredibly shy. Friendly enough but aloof. Considers herself unwanted to the point of isolating herself and vowing to take care of herself on her own.

Power:
Invulnerable (regeneration) with limitations and a major drawback - it seems her own body, transformed as it has been, fights against her constantly. Her internal system is composed entirely of an unknown celltype that is always regrowing itself. Loss of limbs, stabbing, no effect. She'll regrow. But it is unknown what will happen if she loses her head, and the connection to her brain matter is severed. Additionally, her cells' constant state of motion means she constantly feels sick and, strangely, must drink absurd amounts of activated charcoal to keep from losing control to them. The effects of cell overgrowth are unknown but its most likely she'll enter a comatose state as they grow around her like tumors. Can't enjoy food without illness. Just sticks to feeding her cells liquefied charcoal or bismuth to keep them sleepy. She still feels pain when her body reacts to injury, so battles remain challenging.

Bio(Again, short):
Her parents, devout followers of a religious sect, found their child to be repulsive from her birth. They almost certainly figured there was something off and kept their distance, their sect having been partly responsible for the political promotion of previous genocidal policies, yet unable to lay their hands on their own daughter on principle. Their worst fears were confirmed when church doctors found her unable to eat normally, and saw abusive wounds heal before their eyes. From that point they threw drinks containing bismuth at her, not speaking or interacting beyond that. Even her schooling was left to a private tutor. Due to the neglect, she learned to take care of herself. Preferring to draw in her room or play outside with the dogs. When her parents learned of the Screen, they planned to bring her to be screened themselves and then ship her off to whoever would take her in exchange for donation money for their church. She agreed, but when packing had a change of heart: choosing to flee out the window. She currently lives on the run from alley to alley, junkyard to junkyard, stealing stomach medicines from stores to get by.

Likes(optional):
Art, animals, manners, tasteless drinks

Dislikes(optional):
When the cells force her to finally drink, the cold, being crowded, the nightmares of being found, sweet tasting drinks

Alias (Exile Name?):
She has taken to calling herself Puppy, after the dogs she misses. It's a silly name but one that suits her round eyes.

Gear(What items did you pack?):
Changes of clothing, blanket, stuffed bunny, tube of stomach medicine, bottle of pepto bismol. Novel Neverending Story.