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🌳 Hotel Valhalla: & the Gods of Asgard 🌳

Eliza Flame

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Elizabeth Nichole Flame

Character Quote:

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Character Summary

Name: Elizabeth Nichole Flame
Aliases: Flame, Beth
Age: 18
Birthday: February 29th, 1132
Death Date: August 11th, 1150
Ethnicity: Lithuanian
Birth Place: Modern Day Vilnius
Godly Parent: Loki
How Many Years At Hotel Valhalla: Since her death in 1150
Gender: Female
Languages: Old Norse, Curonian, English

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Appearance

Height: 5"1'
Weight: 107 pounds
Body Type: Fit
Eye Color: N/A
Hair Color: Dark Brown/black
Skin Tone: Tanned
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Each letter of Elder Fut-ark, along her arms.
Personal Style: Beth always has her blindfold on, and being unable to see what she truly looks like, the actual appearance she puts up is unimportant to her. In terms of comfort, she prefers cloaks, with heavy furs more than anything. Things that are soft and keep her warm when it's cold, or are light and free to move around in in warmer weather. She keeps her hair short enough that it's not a liability in combat, though she prefers to keep it as long as she can within that context.

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Psychology

Wise * Unforgiving * Protective * Condescending * Confident * Judgmental

Sexuality: Pansexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Elizabeth might be physically young, but she's really just an old lady. Tough, smarter than you, and not afraid to let that be known. However, she still has a mischievous side, being known throughout the hotel for hazing newbies, and making life more interesting for her fellow warriors. Though she might seem hard to get along with, Elizabeth would die for any of her family members, and she doesn't hide that from them. She cares deeply and truly for all of them, and will do anything she can to help whenever they're struggling.
Fatal Flaw: Wrathful
Habits: Tracing runes on things with her fingers, Snapping her fingers to make sparks, Alliterating her sentences.
Hobbies: Listening to Audio books, Cooking, pulling Pranks.
Fears:

• Thunderstorms
• Sensory deprivation
• Mutilation

Likes:

• Cooking
• Tea
• Coffee
• Messing with people
• Audiobooks
• Summer

Dislikes:

• The cold
• Bigotry
• Unearned confidence
• Processed food
• Being underestimated.
• Catholics

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Skills

Demigod Abilities:

• Pyrokinesis
• Mystiokinesis, Rune magic

General Skills:

• Braile
• Cooking
• Animal Husbandry
• Tracking
• Lying
• Story telling

Combat Skills: (Must fit what your character knows)

• Strategy
• Stealth
• Combat reflexes
• Bow proficiency

Magic Item:

• Blindfold of Sif: Grants Elizabeth a Tremor Sense, giving her a 360 degree sense of what surrounds her, out to 300 feet.
• Backpack of Holding: A backpack that's bigger on the inside than it is on the out, letting Elizabeth transport and have access to many more things that she normally would.

What Do They Carry On Them:
This includes your clothing, jewelry, your wallet, your id, your keys; cash (denote which country), a picture, lighter, cigarettes, weapons you may carry, shoes, purse, bag, pistol and so forth. If it is not listed you are not carrying it. Again, keep it grounded in the real world. Limited to spots provided.

• Clothing -
• Purse/Wallet -
• Knife
• Backpack of Holding
• Blindfold of Sif
• Journal
• Pen
• Bow

Possessions In Hotel Room:
(What Does he or she keep at their hotel room, anything from weapons, trophies they have take while on quests, and any other personal possessions they have.)

• Journals she's kept throughout her afterlife.
• An mp3 player filled with audiobooks.
• Headphones
• Assorted powders and plants used for rituals.

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History

Possessions in Backpack of Holding:

• Arrows
• Tent
• Marbles
• Money (Dollars)
• Incense
• Water
• Lighter

Biography Growing up in the 12th century, life was pretty much all work and no play, especially out near the Baltic Sea. Not having much in the way of infrastructure, Elizabeth was, from a young age, taught how to take care of her home. There was always something to be done, either hunting to help help feed everyone, or helping to take care of the younger, or much older, members of their family. One thing that did bring a but of light into her life, however, was the ritual and worship of their gods. Though it varied who they prayed to, depending on what they needs, Elizabeth never felt more at peace when she was doing it. Communing with something bigger than herself provided a constant inner peace she needed.

As she reached her teenage years, she proved herself as an apt protector. From fending off larger predators that threatened to wreck them, to defending their home from those who would pillage and destroy them, Elizabeth was well suited as a warrior. Favoring the bow, she was a natural born archer, and many a bandit would find themselves dead before they even saw her. More than her aim, she knew how to become one with the environment, and track and kill like no other. Something about her just understood how to get inside the head of other creatures, which proved to be a boon as a huntress.

Reaching adulthood, Elizabeth was well respected in her community, and seen as the best of the next generation's leaders. Her ideas and thoughts mattered, and she learned how to take charge and direct other people to act in the best interests of everyone. Though she didn't have much time in this position before she died, it very much formed how she'd act in her afterlife. She learned that warriors may be able to make a difference in the moment, but there was something to be said for those who could affect more long term change.

How Did You Get To Hotel Valhalla: It came in the dead of night, her people were not ones to keep up on worldly matters, so they knew not the devastation that was coming their way. The people, acting as a ambassador of God's eternal love, had called for the eradication of her people. Accept the light of Jesus Christ, or meet Satan in Hell, was the offer giving to her people. They acted as all would, and tried to defend themselves, but were helpless compared to the overwhelming forces of the church. Elizabeth was on guard that night, and had fired the first shot after being given their ultimatum. In response, she was held down, and had her eyes gouged out in front of her people. With her last breaths, she tried to take down whatever monster stole her sight, swinging madly with the knife at her side, but she was quickly put down, and sent off to Valhalla.

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Additional Information

Theme Song: Think this is fitting if Ragnarok is happening

Extra Information:Aesir, roleplayerguild.com/posts/5131129
I agree to follow the rules for this RP and understand that if I do not follow the rules, the GM or Co-GM may kick me out of this roleplay.

Will add pictures and quote post approval

Harry Potter and the Alchemist's Quest - Discontinued

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Elizabeth Flame

Location: Top Front -> Carriage 1
Magic:

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Elizabeth didn't know what was worse, the pain in her neck, or the fact that that the headmaster already wanted to talk to her, before she even had arrived at the school. If she were getting in trouble for something she'd done last year, she would assume that she'd have gotten an owl over the summer warning her, and she doubted the Trolley Witch would have snitched on her yet, given the calamity that had befallen them all earlier, so she was at a lost for what the man could have wanted. Scoffing a little at Zelda, Elizabeth just shook her head, saying, "Whatever you need to tell yerself"

She didn't like the idea of leaving her cat behind, but she expected the teachers to at least treat Shadow with a bit of respect. Stepping back to her stuff, she leaned down and gave her cat a little pat on the head, saying, "I'll see ya' later baby, be good for me!" Standing up straight, she gave one last look back at her stuff, hoping nobody would mess with it while unattended. Shaking her head, she started down the train, following after Zelda and Paige, and ending up in the same carriage as them. It wasn't that she particularly wanted to spend more time with either of them, but it was the closer of the two carriages, an she didn't know where Fae was.

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Elizabeth Flame

Location: Stark Tower, Roof
Skills: Transmutation

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As the giant face recessed from view, Eliza felt that primal fear in her mind sink away. The massive alien was gone, and the day was saved. Some might see it as an anticlimax, but Elizabeth collapsed to the ground once he was gone, a smile spreading across her face. That was her first mission, and more than that, it was for the fate of the world. This felt surreal, and amazing, to have done something good for people. More than that though, the existential threat was gone, and that was a load off her back like nothing she'd experienced before. Looking at the group, she said, grinning, "I remember one of you promising me Vegas after this, y'all better not cop out."

Locking her eyes towards the sky, she took a breath in. It'd been a hell of a day, and she needed some celebration in one form or another. If this was what her life was to be, then she'd have to find some ways to deal with the stress. This was fun and all, but hell if it worrying about constant death didn't take an emotional toll. She felt like she had a headache, and wanted to sleep for a week, neither of which were particularly pleasant feelings. Sitting straight up, she looked at the people around her, and smiled. They'd make good friends, she thought, and decided she'd have to get to know them better after this. Almost forgetting, she smacked her hand back on the ground, and freed Sue, before they left her on the roof in a concrete dome.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Oliver Sullivan

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Location: Quinjet -> Hangar
Skills: Speedeating

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In the Quinjet, Oli had been dealing with one of the worst cases of hunger pangs in his life. Being recently entered into the speedster club, he hadn't realized that being able to move at these speeds had a major drawback; a metabolism to match. He needed food, and he needed it now, literally salivating at the smell of the bar food in the jet. He knew there was work to do, but he felt like if he didn't eat right now, he'd be unable to focus on anything else. Really, this was dealing with a liability the team would have had to deal with later. Getting ahead of himself, his speed kicked in, and he got a few fries down his mouth, before quickly struggling to swallow.

Coughing up what was shoved in his mouth, it soared and hit the wall in front of him. Gasping for air, he slowed his intake of food, and peeked his head as he heard Tinley being chewed out by Director Hill. That was a voice one didn't forget, not if they were interested in continued employment, that is. Cleaning up the mess he made in the Quinjet once he was finished eating, he knew he'd need to go out and make it clear they were heard. He swallowed hard, and stepped out of the Quinjet, and gave a silent acknowledgement, just a look at the two of them, and continued walking forward, hoping they wouldn't want to talk to him about what he'd heard.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

Arthur Stanford

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Location:The Galley

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Arthur's frustrations quickly went away as the most adorable puppy formed in Rebecca's hands. He liked cats more, but it wasn't like he couldn't not immediately fall in love it. Cooing for a moment, he looked the cute thing in one of it's pairs of eyes, before turning his attention back to the task at hand. As the attention shifted to playing a game, he thought for a moment, looking Andy over. He believed she'd get in a fight, and she didn't have any real objections about the ship yet, so he believed those two. By process of elimination, he figured she must've gotten the knife from something else, so he proclaimed, "You must've gotten the dagger some other way, because you didn't get it from a monster."

He continued to respond with his own take on the game, saying, "How about this, I like cats quite a bit more." He said, conjuring a three headed kitten, in one hand "Birds are even better though!" He said, as he stuck a hand to the ground, as bones swirled around his hand, forming into a bird on the fingers of his other hand, "And I'm secretly a prince of a small country you've probably never heard of." He said, as a small tiara sat on his head. In his experience, a lie that was close to the truth was the best kind, and even if it seemed outlandish, he bet that would throw them off. A slightly annoyed look crossed his face at the end of his statements, but he was happy to see he finally seemed to be gaining some kind of control over his powers.

Harry Potter and the Alchemist's Quest - Discontinued

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Elizabeth Flame

Location: Top Back -> Top Front
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As the bus lurched, Elizabeth barely moved, keeping a steady hand on her luggage. It took a lot to shake her, not even the reality warping shenanigans of the Knight Bus could knock her off balance, but that came with the territory of being a seeker. That was the role she was born to play, it seemed, as it took a kind of unshakable confidence to dive after a small object heading straight for the ground, which she had in spades. It seemed, however, that the Ravenclaw's seeker weren't as good on her feet. As she shifted more and more into her the persona she took up at school, she felt that good old competitive itch in the back of her head.

Taking steps towards the front, Flame shot a cocky smile at Zelda and said, "Z, be a good captain and tell yer seeker that me outflying 'er ain't gonna be half as fun if 'er leg is broke." Kneeling down next to poor Audrey, Eliza lifted the luggage off of her, shaking her head. She wasn't going to help her up, as Eliza believed in self sufficiency, but shot a playful, yet mean look at Josefina, saying ,"It's my beaters job to bust up yer friend, not yers, got it?" She gave a sigh, before breaking out into a chuckle, and grinned at Zelda, saying, "Looks like you might need some new recruits, don't ya' think?"

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Elizabeth Flame

Location: Stark Tower, Roof
Skills:

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"Jesus, Mary, and Joseph, that's somethin' else ain't it?" Elizabeth said, slipping for a moment into her southern tongue. If this were the face of God, she'd honestly not be surprised. Things this large were not supposed to exist, and something in her monkey brain felt the urge to either deny its existence on the face of it, or get down and worship it. Deciding now would not be the time to prostrate herself before this alien threat, she opted to let her brain tell herself that, whatever her eyes might be seeing, it couldn't actually be that large. Elizabeth blinked for a moment, as they seemed to turn this summoning of Galactus into a comedy roast.

"We're not scared of you!" Elizabeth found herself calling up to him, in spite of the actual fear she did feel. "We beat your tin man, what makes you think we won't beat you?" She was speaking out of her ass right now, but she did have one thing on her side; their ignorance, "Even if you are powerful enough to stop us, we have the nullifier, and we're too stupid and reckless to be afraid to use it!" She called up at him, "So what'll it be, you fucking off to another planet, or oblivion? I know which I'd choose." As she spoke, she gestured up at him, trying to seem too crazy to call. They had to convince him that there was a chance, just a chance, of them killing one of their own to save their world.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

Arthur Stanford

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Location:Top Deck -> The Galley

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Arthur watched as illusions popped up in the room around him, Arthur was impressed. He knew of course, that they weren't real, but that didn't matter, he saw them, and that was surreal. Looking over the maple bar, a surprised look crossed his face. He couldn't tell the difference between it and something real. "That's very good Andy, let me give it a shot." Concentrating for a moment, he wanted to make a mist version of her, but nothing was happening. This didn't seem to be something he was preternaturally gifted at, but that was never something that stopped him before.

Trying again, he thought it'd be easier to make something smaller, thinking making a muffin would be funny, but he was incorrect. Try as he might, he couldn't get anything to show up. "How, do you do that?" He asked, visibly frustrated with his failures. He looked over to Rebecca, hoping for some kind of guidance. He wanted to be able to do things like that too, if only for the reason that it was extremely cool. Being able to make illusions at will would be fun, and he could only image the types of pranks he could pull if he could make people see whatever he wanted.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Oliver Sullivan

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Location: Cardiff Castle -> Outside Prison
Skills: Hacking

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Oliver didn't have any food to give Strange, but he did head straight through the portal, not wanting to be cut off at Cardiff Castle alone. Surveying the field outside the prison, Oliver cringed, these Black Order assholes were hardcore, but he was impressed that the team here was able to deal with them, even if Matt looked like absolute hell. It was around this time, that his phone started buzzing. Normally during a mission, he'd never answer it, but he checked the incoming call anyway, and groaned, turning from the group, and stepping a bit away for some privacy, answering the call and putting it to his ear.

"I swear to God if you owned that prison I didn't know, please don't send me to prison Mr. Stark."

"Don't worry, I don't own that prison, actually the prison is ran by the government over there. However, hacking into their database as well as essentially blowing things up over there? Really? What sort of nonsense are you guys getting into and why are you blowing up Cardiff?"

Oli hesitated for a moment, before saying, "We're investigating the Terrigen Mists, and it turns out the Inhumans sent it to Earth, there's this guy named Thane, and he's the son of an evil purple space emperor named Thanos, that's fated to kill him. Apparently he's in Cardiff, and is an Inhuman, and we think Thanos is gonna kill all the young adult men in Cardiff if he can't find him."

Those words instantly caught Tony's attention. "Wait, let me get this straight, the Inhumans decided to poison a good chunk of the Earth's population, and Thanos the Mad Titan is around to kill this one guy because of some dumb fate or whatever it is. Guessing the whole Terrigen Mists was to power up any Inhumans on Earth. Keep forgetting that the Inhumans up on the moon are a bunch of selfish bastards half the time. But, I will say this if Thanos is around he's not one to be messed around with. And please tell me that if you help the Inhumans or whatever get Thanos to go away that they'll get rid of the mists causing the Mutant population to get sick?"

"Yeah, they want the Black Order out of the system, which we're well on our way to doing. We killed a few of their members so far, so I can't imagine this Thanos would be that much worse. If you have information on them though, and it sounds like you do, I'd appreciate if you could send it over to me. The sooner the Black Order is gone, the sooner the mist's are destroyed."

"Okay, glad to hear that the mists will be gone. My own daughter is a mutant and thankfully hasn't caught the disease yet! Can't say that about a few of her friends though, and Banner might be freaking out a bit since his kid has it," he responded, sounding a bit relieved to hear that. However, the next words he said somewhat pissed him off, and it showed in his voice, "Don't you even think that Thanos is a push over! What kind of idiot thinks that? The Black Order are his lackeys, they are weaker then him and know it. Yeah, you killed a few of them, big deal. He's the number one mass murderer in the entire galaxy! He's no pushover and you shouldn't think otherwise!"

Oliver's voice tempered for a moment at Tony's scolding,"Alright Mr.Stark, you've got my attention. I'll make sure we take him seriously. We have Doctor Strange fighting with us, but any additional backup or information you can supply would be appreciated, we just wanna keep Cardiff safe."

"The guy is insanely powerful, one misstep could spell your death. Never actually fought the guy, can't give you more regarding him then that. Wish I had Thor around to maybe answer more questions for you, but he's probably off either drinking beer somewhere or drinking coffee then smashing the cup or something like that."

"Alright well, thanks I guess. We'll have to find a way to get him off planet without direct engagement, since it sounds like we can't brute force this problem. Anything else Mr. Stark?"

"Yeah, that would be the best thing, though having a fair amount of strength mixed in would help too. So good luck to you, and don't die, I actually find making these phone calls somewhat amusing at this rate. But don't make it so that I have to make another one of these calls, oh and if you die I'll speak at your funeral and say how you never learned your lesson and didn't listen."

Oli rolled his eyes for a moment, and said, "I'll do my best Mr. Stark, dying is the last thing on my to-do list, I promise."

While his phone was still open, Oli did a quick check of the prison's medical records, wanting to see if there was any indication Thane had already been exposed. Digging through, he didn't see anything immediately concerning, and shrugged. He'd brief the team on his conversation with Tony once they were in a more private area.

Harry Potter and the Alchemist's Quest - Discontinued

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Elizabeth Flame

Location: Exploding Snap Compartment (Compartment 15)
Magic: Summoning Charm

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Eliza gave a disappointed look as Penny turned her down. The girl was cute, but no meant no, she'd just have to wait for the person she had feelings for to have a tragic accident in the Forbidden forest. Clearing her throat for a moment, she decided that going all the way back to her compartment would be too much trouble, and instead drew her wand and started to say, "A-ahh cio." Coughing in the middle of the incantation, and stopping the spell from firing. Shaking her head, "Accio Luggage! Accio Fae's Luggage." She exclaimed, swishing her wand through the air twice. As their stuff barreled through the air, Eliza considered that perhaps making her luggage fly through the crowded compartment was kind of a dick move, but quickly her actions were well worth it, as she heard Merula shout,

"Rotten mudblood can't even aim proper!"

Cackling to herself, Eliza called back, "My aim seems perfect to me love, thanks for your input though." As their luggage piled itself neatly in their compartment, Eliza gave a smile to Fae, and said. "To the knight bus then? I'll be in the top back if any of you want to join me, or play with Shadow." Before kneeling down to a cat carrier in her pile, and quietly saying, "Sorry about that darling, you know I love you." Looking her cat right in the eyes as she did, and sticking a finger through the cage to pat her on the head. Straightening herself out, she pushed her luggage out of the compartment, and onto the knight bus, taking up a spot in the top back.