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9 yrs ago
just watched the last episode of Poldark..... OMG I can't wait for the next season!!!!!

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A little about me;

-I am female
-I can roleplay both genders
-I write two or more paragraphs (I tend to mirror my partner though)
- I am a mature role player, so R rated themes don't bother me.
- I am able to be get on at least 1-3 times a week

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This is a reboot, CLICK HERE to see OOC rp
<Snipped quote by my Lalia>

Something wrong?


No it just took me forever is all lol
Book boop
There I finally posted...... :s
Trazi McCoy


It was a lie, a big fat lie and she was the only one that knew for sure that it was. Who ever sent that telepathic message was telling a lie, it was no peaceful rally. Something sinister was going to take place and she wanted to stay as far away as she could from that point in the city.

But her curiosity got the best of her, she wanted to see what was going to happen. She climbed to the roof of one of the apartment buildings, taking out a pair of binoculars she spied on the rally. Things were quiet at first, but then the National Guard and DMA rolled in.

Trazi knew that it was only a matter of time as the rally was just a powder keg ready to blow. Sure enough shots rang out, she wasn't sure who started it but it was enough to make people desperate to get away. A part of her felt glad that Gifted were being taken out, but at the same time she was greatly saddened as those were people like her who only wished to live. She knew that mass murder wasn't something to be glad about, but the only gifted she knew either killed her friends or raped. And now she was one of them, it was a cruel hand life was dealing.

She often if she should just give herself to the government or the DMA, as at least she could put away the dangerous Gifted. But she always felt nervous when she got close to a DMA building as she knew that they sold the prettiest Gifted with harmless gifts and killed those that weren't pretty or had harmful gifts but didn't comply to the system. She never really knew where she would go. Instead she just wondered around not exactly hiding and not exactly wanting to be caught.

Leaving the apartment buildings roof,Trazi walked around aimlessly with occasionally "feeling" an other Gifted near by. This usually made her move in the opposite direction, as she didn't want to be too close to another Gifted. She walked down the streets with no sunglasses or hood, her silver and light blue eyes nearly looked the same. So unless someone was really looking at her they wouldn't have known that she was Gift. She was basically hiding in the open and it was working so far for her.

It was growing later in the day and Trazi ' s stomach rumbled. "Guess it's time for some food." She whispered to herself as she began to look for a place to get some cheap chow. She didn't exactly have enough money to last the week. She came to Pub that looked like a good place to get cheap food. But she stopped short at the door, she could feel many Gifted inside. If there was so many in one place it made it a bigger target for a raid and she wanted no part in that. She knew some would freak out and try to kill to get passed DMA troops, it would be a blood bath. Plus she didn't really like other Gifted, as they were always complaining about something.

Backing away Trazi left the Pub alone and tried to get as far away from the place as possible. But wouldn't she just get the shitty end of the stick, as her wandering lead her onto W35th.

She always had beyond rotten luck.

@TheDarkTemplar
What time is it in the rp?
<Snipped quote by my Lalia>

If that's a metaphor, I do not understand it...

But okay!


Haha no, I really do need to cut grass :p
@ArkmageddonCat

I gotz something...... just need cut grass and I will post :)
There are a few things that Raya may do for fun, but she doesn't truly relax not since the death of her family. (She has yet to find something or someone to help her really relax.)

- She likes the strip club, she has a way of getting most of the dancers over to her. So she ends up looking like a pimp.

- She works out (like hard core martial art training stuff) at Headquarters (that's if they have one) she also meditates to increase her Biotic potency.

- She likes to drink but not getting drunk.

- She also likes entering cage fights on the rare occasions (so far no one has beaten her)

- oh and one thing you probably would never know, she likes to make to sew and make stuffed animals for kids. (She does this in private so no one see's her)
Penoraya T'mivus - Raya


Raya simply raised a brow at Nik's tangent before pretending to zip up her lips and locking them and throwing away the key. But one thing bugged her in his little speech, how the hell did he know about the Ardat-Yakshi? Barely anyone out side the Asari knew about the Ardat-Yakshi, it was something her people wanted to keep others knowing about them. If there was something that her species was ashamed of it was those freaks.

Though she had been accused of being an Ardat-Yakshi many times, even got a few damned Justicars after her once. But as soon as they realized she wasn't, they hunted her for other reasons. That was when she left Asari space, knowing that they didn't travel much out of it.

Her thinking was suddenly interrupted when the new guy said something about the Ardat-Yakshi. He obviously didn't know what they were and how they killed, or how they were more irresistible than normal Asari. She gave a cold glare at Ardan before looking at Nik , her eyes asking if she could kick the new guys ass. But to her disappointment he shook his head, she would have to wait until the mission was over before she did any of that.

The team walked until it got dark and quiet, Raya grew tense. It always seemed that when the team got to a quiet section of Omega they got shot at. When they came to the cross roads Nik gave the signal to form up. She took her position next to Nik in the front, before moving in.

The stench of the rotting bodies was enough to make anyone gag, but it just reminded her of the colony that some mercs used to test weapons. Only here there was full grown aliens, no children or mothers trying to protect their babies. Raya cleared her thoughts and only breathed when she had to, but in the mean time she kept her weapon up.

As they got deeper into the old building they could hear the occasional gun shot and yelling. By the sounds of it the fight was nearly over, a shame, but not overly disappointing. Hopefully though their contact wasn't dead as that would be a big hole in their plan to take down the Crimson Fist.

When they came to the door that lead into the mean cargo hold a bloody Turian with what looked like pipe sticking out his chest came stumbling out. He didn't seem to even notice that they were there, Well he is as good as dead. She thought as she turned around and followed Nik into the larger room, which recently got a fresh coat of bloody paint.

But what caught her attention was the Batarian trying to pull the crest off of a Krogan Crimson Fist merc. It was a hard thing to do without biotics, she would know as she did the same thing. The screams from the Krogan were that of extreme pain and rage, but he was unable to do anything. Raya knew that her team mates wouldn't be able to stand it, and with all respects they shouldn't be able to stand it. As it takes a pretty messed up person to watch as someone took someone else's life slowly and painfully. She just so happened to be that messed up person, what was worse though was that she was use to dealing out such torturous acts.

Once the Batarian was done he finally noticed the group. Raya looked him over and concluded that he wasn't half bad looking, though she never had a thing for four eyes. Her preferences laid else where when it came to being attracted other species.

She could hear the groans and comments of her team mates. Are they seriously that blind that they can't see that I'm like the bastard infront of us? She wondered as she was just as sick as the Batarian, prettier but messed up all the same. But then she didn't really have the opportunities to do acts like this, she had to wonder if Nik was trying to keep her from doing such things. He probably was but why?

Raya remained silent, she would wait until someone asked her to speak. As after all she "talked too much".
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