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The Road To Indigo (Kanto-based Pokemon RP): Chapter One: Starting With a Clean Pallet (Accepting Sheets!)

The thought of having food that she didn't have to cook herself was putting Lilith in a better mood than usual. By which it meant that she didn't have a scowl on her face as she sat off to the side of the Pokemon Center, laptop out on the table as she awaited the news on her newest capture. Her preliminary work on her master's thesis mostly took place back in Mistralton, but there was always something that could be reworked. A sentence that could be made more concise. A comma that had lost it's way. However, the encounter with the supposed highest Pokemon authority in the land had given her a much easier lead in to her story.

It almost feels like the lack of a spiritual anchor has drained something out of Kanto, leaving it a pale shadow of it's former self. It certainly took a lot out of its most respected thinkers, the great Professor Samuel Oak resembling something of a sick caricature of himself at this point. The one-time authority on Pokemon across the world can no longer tell Pokemon from Pokemon, machine from garbage, boy from girl, reality from delusion. In a way, he represents Kanto the best. High on his own supply, unwilling to bring his knowledge of the past into applicable facets of the future. Just seemingly trying to fight off the inevitable decline. Any respect for him is gone, mirroring Kanto's lack of respect for the venerable ghosts that make up such a crucial part of its tapestry.

Lilith leaned back in the chair, black hair padding her head as she rested against the wall. "I dunno. That might be too harsh, even for me. She turned to her right. What do you think?"

Sia was watching from her faithful perch on Lilith's shoulder and looked back at her trainer. "Litwick... litwicklit." I have no idea what you're looking at.

Lilith nodded. "Yeah, you're right.

A ding came from the reception area and the nurse made her way towards the counter. "Miss Rose? Your Pokemon is fully healed!" She placed a Pokeball in one of the open slots on the mahogany wood, and left it for pickup.

"Excellent," Lilith remarked as she left her computer on the table and stood up. With Sia along for the ride, she walked over and grabbed the first Pokemon she had caught on this quest to prove Kanto's inferiority. She beat a quick retreat back to the table though. She was very protective of the computer, since she couldn't really afford to start over on her paper. There were too many hours sunk into it for some sticky-fingered twerp to come along and lift her laptop.

Once she was back in the chair, she clicked the button to release the Tiny Bird Pokemon from the ball. Once it emerged, the Pidgey hopped around, as if trying to figure out where it was or what it could grab a foothold on. The Flying-type looked up at what it assumed was now it's primary source of food. "Crooooo..." Spotting its previous attacker on the person's shoulder, the Pidgey froze, not sure what to expect.

"Well, you look a lot better than before. I guess that was going to be a given. Don't worry. Now that you're a member of this cabal, you will not be harmed.

This only served to make the Pidgey even more confused. "Pidgooooo...?" What are you talking about?

"Litwicklitwick! Litwick!" It means we're teammates! Welcome to the crew!

"Pidg...Pidgrooo!" Oh...All right then!

The small Pokemon seemed to accept this new role, and Lilith was pleased. "Outstanding. A new harbinger of doom for our opponents."

Pidgey merely went back to its own devices, scritching at itself with one of its talons.

Lilith thought to herself. "Yes, you will be a true Omen of terrifying power! That is what you will be named, Omen."

The newly-christened Omen scratched itself so hard, it tumbled over onto its side before managing to right itself.

"A devastating omen...I wonder if Hana's done cooking yet. Let's go, cabal!" She picked up Omen and placed the Pokemon on her other shoulder. The Pidgey chirped happily as the trainer headed upstairs. She hoped the food was ready. It would be nice to make it through Viridian Forest on the first day. As she went up the stairs, she noticed another trainer come in, bringing along another Pidgey. However, the Growlithe that was trailing behind him didn't look ordinary. It looked like she wanted it. Aside from Ghost Pokemon, Fire Pokemon were her other favorites. They kept torching her dad's stupid Pokemon with ease. It was hilarious. Maybe some day...

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Anya Sidhu - Aqua & Shap's Game of Life (Nov. 15, 2010-April 19, 2011)

Name: Anjali "Anya" Sidhu

Age: 19

Gender: Female

Orientation: Bisexual

Ethnicity & Appearance: Anya is Indian, standing roughly 5'6", with deep brown eyes, and straight black hair down to her shoulder blades, her bangs hanging on the side of her maple brown face. She's got a svelte figure, which she flaunts regularly.

She's usually seen wearing a low cut t-shirt with some logo on it, a pair of blue jeans and a pair of sandals.

Personality: Anya is the kind of girl who will try anything and do anything. Partying takes precedence over studying for her, and she will do whatever is being offered at a shindig. Anything to piss off daddy. She is very outgoing, and tries to be friends with everyone she meets, but it's clear when talking with her parents she doesn't hold anything back from them.

Background: Anya was born in Goa, India, but her parents immigrated to the States when she was one year old. He parents settled outside of Chicago, her father quickly rising though the ranks at Chicago Mercy hospital to become their top surgeon. While he may have been living the American dream, he certainly wasn't letting go of his Indian roots. He made sure Anya's mother taught their daughter to speak Hindi at home, and was fully immersed in her heritage. It worked for the first few years, but once she started going to public school, the seeds of Americana were planted in Anya. They didn't sprout at first, but once she hit puberty, she started shirking her culture in favor of those of the group. And she enjoyed it. It was a lot more fun than the strict caste system her parents were trying to keep her in. She became someone with two personas; the outgoing party girl who was everyone's friend at school, and the subdued responsible studier in front of her parents. She kept this up right until the end of high school.

Her father wanted his child to follow in his footsteps, become a doctor, and they had sent Anya's credentials off to some of the top medical colleges in America. Johns Hopkins. Stanford. Duke. They all loved her; a smart, motivated minority, with a pedigree to match. Only problem was one of those adjectives was incorrect. Anya had no intention of going to university for another eight years. Not in the slightest. So she applied on her own to Harbour College. She snatched the letter she got back, her acceptance more than confirmed, multiple scholarships being awarded to her due to her marks. So when her father was debating her choices for her at the end of the summer, she broke the news that her answer would be none of the above. There was a huge fight, and she left the house right after, only returning to recover her belongings under the watchful eye of her friend's parents, the ex-football player and his wife. Her father was furious, her mom just stood back in that passive-aggressive manner of guilting someone into staying. But it didn't work, the seeds of Americana were in full bloom, and now that she was 19, Anya was going to do what she wanted, and that meant going to the beach college to party her way through an Arts degree and living her life the way she wanted, not her father.

College Program: English

Relationships: She gets periodical phone calls from her parents ordering her to reconsider, but they just result in many loud insults in Hindi being screamed between them. She was the only one of her high school friends to head for Harbour College, so she's looking to get a new group together ASAP.

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Julia "Jewels" Fleury - The Waxwing: A Sci-Fi Roadtrip (Oct. 17, 2010-Nov. 14, 2010)

Name: Julia "Jewels" Fleury

Age: 24

Sex:....Female. I hope you guessed that.

Crew Member/Passenger: Crew Member

Role: Head Chef (Cause everyone knows the Chef is most badass person on any ship. Just ask Cuba Gooding Jr.)

Appearance: An amazon compared to most girls in the area, Jewels stands at 6'2", which makes her straight armpit-length amber-colored hair seem even longer. If anyone looked up, they'd see she has deep blue eyes, although people might be more interested in the rubies she has dangling from her Caucasian-toned ears. She's pretty slender for someone her size.

She usually spotted wearing a white t-shirt, blue jeans, a beat up pair of black sneakers, a red bandanna used to keep her hair out of the way while cooking, and a bright green emerald pendant.

Personality: Jewels is usually pretty upbeat, always has a kind word for everyone who shows up in her kitchen. She pays a lot of attention to what goes into the food she makes on board, and it shows in the results. She can handle even the most pressure packed situations with ease, thanks to years spent in her chosen profession.

How you came to join the Waxwing crew: Julia came up to Sparrow one day out of the blue around a year and a half ago as he was docked on her home planet of Acqus-Two and asked if he had any openings on board his ship. When he thought for a moment and said that they could use a cook, Julia immediately offered her services for the position, and a surprised Sparrow accepted. She got her nickname on board within the first week. She told people to call her Jules, and while she meant it as a shortening of her name, it came to refer to the earrings and pendant she always wore.

Background info: Jewels was born into a family on the poor side of Acqus-Two, one of the families often farmed for cheap labor by the rich parts of the planet. Her parents both worked for families on the other side, and they were worked hard. They barely earned enough to keep Julia and her siblings fed, and they weren't able to be home very often. As the oldest of four, Julia had to look after the others, learning how to cook and clean since her mom was doing that for the others. After a few years, her parents still weren't getting anywhere at all, no extra money, no extra time off, so Julia decided it was time to even the score.

She started heading over to the rich parts of the planet, saying she was going on a school trip, but she was really doing was casing some of the mansions in the area. When she was home she would practice on meager locks, making sure she could get them off quickly and easily. After enough time, she felt confident enough to go after some of the homes, and she found out that she really needed of prepared all that hard. The rich of Acqus-Two were so sure that they had the system locked down, that they never bothered to install anything major on their houses, and for Julia it was a buffet. On her first night, she got a nice haul of jewelry and cash and used it to pick up some more tools from a guy she knew. Over the next few years, she would periodically hit up some houses every few months or so, and use the profits from pawn shop sales to get her family some decent food, some nice clothes, basically everything she thought her parents had earned from the rich folks but never were given. Her parents wondered where the money was coming from but she told them she had just gotten a part time job.

She had gotten so comfortable on her little trips to the well-off sector that she got careless on her last time out. As she was making her way back out of the mansion, she thought she had made a clean break yet again. However, she looked back and saw one of the old crones looking right at her as she escaped. The next day, a warrant was issued for a very tall girl with long hair and Julia knew she was in trouble. She went home and hid all the ill-gotten gains she had yet to fence, burying them deep underneath the old playhouse that her father built for her before he had to go working for the older folk. She left a note for her family, directed mostly to her oldest sibling, Mindy, saying she was ready to take charge, and that she had to find her own destiny. She headed for the spaceship docks and applied for any of the outgoing ships that would be willing to hire her. Sparrow's was the first she got a yes on. She left everything in her old life behind, save for the earrings and pendant she got from her first ever heist, kept as a reminder to return one day, when the heat was down, and when she was sure she had a better life for her family. She's been on the ship ever sense.

Useful Talents: Jewels is an excellent cook, years of cooking for her finicky siblings have gotten her skills up to a nice level. Also, with her experiences as a high-class thief, she is very stealthy, able to sneak into any place undetected. She carries a small laser pistol she got for defense on her trips, and her guy in the underground customized it for her to be as silent as possible. However, no one else on board knows her as anything other than the kitchen girl, save for Zoe.

Link: Here

Objects in Space: A Sci-Fi Ensemble (May 12, 2011-June 16, 2011)

Name: Julia "Jewels" Fleury
Age: 24
Gender: Female

Appearance: An amazon compared to most ladies in the galaxy, Jewels stands at 6'2", which makes her straight armpit-length amber-colored hair seem even longer. If anyone looked up, they'd see she has deep blue eyes, although people might be more interested in the rubies she has dangling from her Caucasian-toned ears. She's pretty slender for someone her size, but it suits her hobby.

She usually spotted wearing a white t-shirt, blue jeans, a beat up pair of black sneakers, a red bandanna used to keep her hair out of the way while cooking, and a bright green emerald pendant.

Background: Jewels was born into a family on the poor side of Acqus-Two, one of the families often farmed for cheap labor by the rich parts of the planet. Her parents both worked for families on the other side, and they were worked hard. They barely earned enough to keep Julia and her siblings fed, and they weren't able to be home very often. As the oldest of four, Julia had to look after the others, learning how to cook and clean since her mom was doing that for the others. After a few years, her parents still weren't getting anywhere at all, no extra money, no extra time off, so Julia decided it was time to even the score.

She started heading over to the rich parts of the planet, saying she was going on a school trip, but she was really doing was casing some of the mansions in the area. When she was home she would practice on meager locks, making sure she could get them off quickly and easily. After enough time, she felt confident enough to go after some of the homes, and she found out that she really needed of prepared all that hard. The rich of Acqus-Two were so sure that they had the system locked down, that they never bothered to install anything major on their houses, and for Julia it was a buffet. On her first night, she got a nice haul of jewelry and cash and used it to pick up some more tools from a guy she knew. Over the next few years, she would periodically hit up some houses every few months or so, and use the profits from pawn shop sales to get her family some decent food, some nice clothes, basically everything she thought her parents had earned from the rich folks but never were given. Her parents wondered where the money was coming from but she told them she had just gotten a part time job.

She had gotten so comfortable on her little trips to the well-off sector that she got careless on her last time out. As she was making her way back out of the mansion, she thought she had made a clean break yet again. However, she looked back and saw one of the old crones looking right at her as she escaped. The next day, a warrant was issued for a very tall girl with long hair and Julia knew she was in trouble. She went home and hid all the ill-gotten gains she had yet to fence, burying them deep underneath the old playhouse that her father built for her before he had to go working for the older folk. She left a note for her family, directed mostly to her oldest sibling, Mindy, saying she was ready to take charge, and that she had to find her own destiny. She headed for the spaceship docks and applied for any of the outgoing ships that would be willing to hire her. Ellery's was the first she got a yes on. She left everything in her old life behind, save for the earrings and pendant she got from her first ever heist, kept as a reminder to return one day, when the heat was down, and when she was sure she had a better life for her family. She's been on the ship ever sense, although she worries about the bountied people they hunt down. Wondering if you might be on one of these bounty lists your friends are checking off tends to do that. No one else on the ship knows her as anything other than the kitchen girl, but still, the thought lingers.

Role on the WaxWing: "Well, I'm the only chef who can make Ellery's supplies taste anywhere near good, so I do that."

Link: Here

The Return of Queen Anne's Revenge (Sept. 15, 2013-April 23, 2014)

Name: Julia "Jewels" Crosby

Age: 24

Sex: Female

Appearance: An amazon compared to most girls in the system, Jewels stands at 6'2", which makes her straight, shoulder blade long amber-colored hair seem even longer. If anyone looked up, they'd see she has deep blue eyes, although people might be more interested in the rubies she has dangling from her Caucasian-toned ears. She's pretty slender for someone her size.

She usually spotted wearing a black t-shirt, blue jeans, a beat up pair of black sneakers, a red bandanna used to keep her hair out of the way while cooking, and a bright green emerald pendant.

Personality: Jewels is usually pretty upbeat, always has a kind word for everyone who shows up in her kitchen. She pays a lot of attention to what goes into the food she makes on board, and it shows in the results. She's good at keeping her cool in most situations...unless there's blood. She does not handle blood or really any kind of major injury very well.

Useful Talents: Jewels is an excellent cook, years of cooking for her finicky siblings have gotten her skills up to a nice level. Also, with her experiences as a high-class thief, she is relatively stealthy, able to sneak into most places undetected. She carries a small laser pistol she got for defense on her trips, and her guy in the underground back on Maccan customized it for her to be as silent as possible.

Biography: Jewels was born in the Taranis system, to a family in Little Raith, on the poor side of Maccan. The tennants of Little Raith was often used as cheap labor by the rich society folk of New Glasgow, on the more developed side of the planet. Her parents both worked for families in New Glasgow, and they were worked hard. They barely earned enough to keep Julia and her siblings fed, and they weren't able to be home very often. As the oldest of four, Julia had to look after the others, learning how to cook and clean since her mom was doing that for the others. After a few years, her parents still weren't getting anywhere at all, no extra money, no extra time off, so Julia decided it was time to even the score.

She started heading over to the richer parts of the planet, saying she staying late for extracurricular activities, which was technically true, but she was really doing was casing some of the mansions in New Glasgow. When she was at home, she would practice on any different locks and alarm boxes she acquired, making sure she could get them off quickly and easily. After enough time, she felt confident enough to go after some of the homes, and she found out that she really shouldn't have bothered preparing all that hard. The upper crust of Maccan were so sure that they had the system locked in place, that most homes never bothered to install any major security systems on their houses, and for Julia it was a buffet. On her first night, she got a nice haul of jewelry and cash and used it to pick up some more tools from a friend of a friend she had talked to prior to this second career. Over the next few years, she would periodically hit up different houses every few months or so, and use the profits from pawn shop sales to get her family some decent food, some actual clothes, basically everything she thought her parents should have earned from the well-to-dos but never were given. Her parents wondered where the money was coming from but she told them she had just gotten a part time job at a pawn shop in Little Raith.

Julia had gotten so comfortable on her little trips to New Glasgow that she got careless on her last time out. As she was making her way back out of the mansion, she thought that she was in the clear yet again. However, she looked back and saw one of the old crones angrily looking at her as she escaped over the lawn. The next day, a warrant was posted all over for a very tall girl with long hair and Julia knew she was in trouble. She went home and hid all the ill-gotten gains she had yet to fence, as well as her tools and stealth outfit, burying them deep underneath the old playhouse in the back that her father built for her when she was younger. She left a note for her family, directed mostly to her oldest sibling, Mindy, saying she was ready to take charge of the family while Mom and Dad were away, and that Julia had to leave to find her own destiny.

She headed for the spaceship docks in Aberdeen with nothing but the clothes on her back, a couple of bottles of water, some trail mix, her concealed pistol and a couple souvenirs from her previous hobby. Willing to board the first ship that looked like it would be the more "payment now, questions later" type, she bartered her way aboard the Chelski by offering the captain a gold watch she had been "bequeathed". The accessory was enough to get her clear of Taranis, but not enough to determine where she would get to go, so Captain Zhirkov decided that Neoteno was her destination and let her know on the capital planet of Hanan Pacha, when he took off while she was stocking up on provisions.

While Maccan had been relatively lax with the security, Neoteno proved to be crawling with PGP troops, and as such, it was difficult to find a place where Julia felt she would both be able to work competently, and avoid any authority figures who might have heard about her exploits on Maccan. She didn't feel comfortable anywhere until she interviewed at the Snarl. Scott seemed like a chill boss, and the pay was going to be decent. She was sure she had it, until a group of patrolling PGP grunts happened to come in during the meeting. As the group passed the booth, they greeted the owner and moved on. It was then Julia popped her head out from beneath the table. She cursed herself for reacting like that, but Scott laughed and offered her a job in the back, away from suspicious eyes. Julia instantly accepted.

Over the next year and a half, Julia blended in to the motley crew that worked the kitchen for the Snarl first as a dishwasher before proving herself to be a capable line cook. She insisted on wearing the earrings and necklace she avoided pawning off, "heirlooms" she called them, and in return she got the nickname "Jewels" for multiple reasons. It was decent work but Jewels missed being able to freely go out and about. The whole witness protection program treatment was starting to get old. When Scott let slip that he was getting a ship together for less than savory acts, Jewels insisted on going aboard. It took a lot of pestering, but Scott eventually relented and let Jewels go on board the Queen's Anne's Revenge as the head (by default) of the ship's kitchen.

Link: Here

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Namiko Aritayo - Naruto: Advent of the Demon Lord (Sept. 27, 2010-Nov. 15, 2010

Name: Aritayo Namiko

Gender: Female

Age: 13

Village of Origin: Kiri

Abilities: Ninjutsu, Kenjutsu, Fuinjutsu

Bloodline: Byakugan

Weapons: That sword that Ivy from Soul Calibur uses. The Valentine I think. Also, shuriken.

Appearance: Namiko is 4'11", very slender build. She has long light blue hair, almost falling like a waterfall down her back. During missions, she will put it in a ponytail. She has clear white eyes, similar to the Hyuuga clan of Konoha, although there is a barely noticeable deep blue ring on the outside. She wears her Mist headband on her head; up like a hairband when around town, down on her forehead when training or in a mission. She wears a white t-shirt underneath a dark blue jacket that she usually wears open. On the back of the jacket, she's painted the kanji of the ocean, and inside of it, the symbol of the leaf, a nod to her heritage. She completes this outfit with black pants, and a pair of black boot-like sandals.

Personality: Namiko is a lot like the water her ninjutsu is based on. She just goes with the flow, she's usually very calm and easygoing, although if things do get to be a bit too much, she will start blowing off some steam. She has a big link to the ocean, spending a lot of her free time, as well as some of her training time out there.

Strengths: Chakra Control, Speed, Intelligence

Weaknesses: Strength, Hand Seal Speed

Bio: First, a bit of family history. Interland relationships were gaining in popularity, especially after the Sand/Leaf union with the Kazekage's sister marrying one of the top Konoha genin. Eventually even the most tight knit families found members looking across borders for love. This included the Hyuuga family. One of the younger women, whose husband had been killed during a mission, had caught the eye of a traveling chunin from Kirigakure. Both the main and branch families were heavily against it, and forbade the woman from even leaving the grounds. The woman didn't take this lying down, and eloped with the chunin, making their way back to his hometown, and bringing her two year old son with her. The Hyuuga were furious, but the Land of Mist were holding their ground. They refused to extradite the woman back to Konoha, and so the Byakugan was in the hands of another family. The woman's son eventually grew up, under his stepfather's name, and the Land of the Mist was proud to boast the second family of the Byakugan, the Aritayos.

Namiko is a direct descendant of the original couple, born in Kirigakure, and raised near the ocean. Her parents saw that she immediately took to the water as if she was born in it. She grew up studying her past in order to fully understand the powers she inherited. She showed an aptitude for being able to see precisely where the chakra flow of a person was, and pinpoint where to strike to best knock out the power flow. However there was a problem, she was very weak. Even for the "Gentle Fist" techniques, she still couldn't get enough behind them to do enough damage to incapacitate. Her arms would fly like windmills, she had incredible limb speed, but she couldn't power through. Her father took this as a sign that she might be a more effective fighter if she had a weapon she could use to transfer her limb speed into a direct attack. After a year, he came up with a combination between a whip and a sword, that would allow the momentum of Namiko's swings to be channeled through the razor sharp pieces that made up the whole sword. Namiko took to it immediately, finding her chakra could even be channeled through it, for better control of where the whip was heading.

As she got older her strength improved a bit, but not nearly enough to ever be effective at taijutsu, so she stayed with her whipsword, improving her flow with it so she could deliver quicker blows. It's range suited her well. She didn't even need to use ranged weapons like fellow prospective shinobi she attended school with. That sword was a swirling dervish that she controlled almost like an extension of her arm. Because of this, when she was finally ready to be promoted up to genin, she rose to the top of the ranking in her class. This meant she would be quite useful in the inter country alliance against the Demons that had risen. She was ready for whatever they wanted to throw at her, she would just repel it right back, like the waves sending the water back to the shore.

Notes: Do I really need any more? Um....her favorite food is Tonkotsu ramen. There.

Link:Here

Meadow University

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She is fucking joking, right? She can't actually do this.

Jade was sure this wasn't possible. An entire year of students placed on ACADEMIC probation? That couldn't be allowed. How the hell was anything that would have happened on the weekend be allowed to so drastically alter the entire year on something completely unrelated! This was unacceptable!

Of course, who was she to talk about unacceptable? The events of Saturday night rang clear as day in her mind. No matter how resplendent it seemed in the moment. The fact that for once she felt so carefree as to jump into the lake in just her underwear with Joey Hart. As to KISS Joey Hart. It was so confusing. It felt so good, but was so wrong. It didn't live in the black and white world. It was well in those shades of grey that people talk about.

It was why Jade couldn't bear to show herself yesterday. She went for her run around 9pm, just to try and avoid having to talk to her fellow sisters about what exactly went down. In case Joey and Lottie decided to have some words. It was not Jade's place to create drama. At least none that directly involved Miss Beaumonte. That bitch was going to hear about this. If Jade Scott ended up being booted from the soccer team, the press would certainly hear about it. She wanted Evil Jade, she would get Evil Jade. Now that Jade knew Evil Jade was real. Although why Evil Jade would allow Nate to touch her boobs who needed to apologize for it was beyond her. Must have been a mistake text.

Speaking of which, the star athlete was stewing in the halls when she was interrupted by what seemed like a very driven Charlotte Diedrikson walking away towards the exits. She looked just as unhappy has Jade was, but it was coming from an opposite direction. Unless she was so pissed at the developing events that she an about face to pace in the hallways, there was something else going on. What the hell? She wasn't that pissed when she left, was she? Of course, how the hell would I know? Fuck, I hope it's not my fault. Wait, why would it be my fault? What did I do? ...What didn't I do? Ugh... I... fuck.

Jade dashed into a nearby bathroom and started running the sink, splashing some water on her to try and snap herself back into some kind of reality. There was no way Lottie would be hunting for her. It didn't make sense. Of course, it also didn't make sense that some asshole would sellout their entire year to the fun police, but things this year didn't seem to want to make sense so far. As the cold liquid attempted to reboot her system, she couldn't think about anything else right now other than the frigid feelings on her face. And that was probably for the best at the moment.

Meadow University

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She's having a fucking laugh, right? She can't actually do that...

Kieran was still a bit in shock after the assembly. The early wake up call didn't help matters. While hangovers didn't have much of an impact on the Newfoundlander, having to wake up before 10 am did. Even if it was 90 minutes later back home on the Rock. Still didn't matter. Certainly doesn't help to get the news that the esteemed head of the campus decided to drop.

First, the fact that she actually knew about it meant there was a snitch in the ranks. Anyone who squeals is instantly ostracized for breaking the code in the locker room and Kieran adhered to those tenets in life. A gentleman doesn't kiss and tell, and a brother doesn't sell out a brother. Whoever went to the top sold out an entire class of students. Not cool.

Second, academic probation was not something Kieran could afford right now. He managed to slide through with a 2.3 GPA last year, but he could ill-afford being dropped down even further. Coach Smolinski wasn't exactly strict with the grades, but he still cracked the whip enough to keep the heat off. Besides, how was Kieran going to attract those NHL scouts if he wasn't able to play any games?

It all stunk. It stunk to high heaven. It stunk like the April catch of the day in July. But there was nothing Kieran could do about it.

He wasn't a trust fund baby. He didn't have any famous fathers. He was just here to make the hockey team look good, and it wasn't even good enough for a Frozen Four invite last year. There was no way he could guarantee safety.

It just made him mad. Something very difficult to do to the usually even-keeled Canadian, but it was frustrating. On the way out of the assembly, he punched a nearby drinking fountain hard enough to stick the button in the on position, to the dismay of eco-activists everywhere. His phone was buzzing. He didn't care to look at it right now. He just had to find some way to release this frustration.

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Hannah Covato - Out Break in Suburbia (Zombi RP) (Sept. 8, 2010-Jan. 20, 2011)

Name: Hannah Covato
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Looks/Clothes:

Picture the Disney version of a skateboarding teenage girl and you got it.

Skills: Kicking, spotting trouble over distances, and screaming really loud.
Guns: Pair of pistols, kept in her pockets.
Melee: Skateboard
Personality: Bubbly, kind, boy-crazy, exactly what you expect the product of a Disney upbringing amidst the picket fences to act like. But with skateboards.
Job: Student/Part time Orange Julius worker.

Link:Here

Cancelled - until next time family. Thank you for understanding.

That was not how Emilia envisioned getting confirmation of her worst fears of this trip.

Yes, seeing Katie stirred up some very negative emotions, but at least there was hope that things could be set aside there. Hope that they could at least maybe, faintly, talk through some things without Emilia breaking down like a Zambian wristwatch, but Katie had mostly left her alone since Emilia arrived on the scene. It was something she was grateful for.

However, she also knew Val would likely be an issue. She just didn't know it would be such an issue for AJ. The poor boy. She didn't know what exactly Val did to him, but judging from the way he fell to the ground, it had to be something completely disorienting and painful.

Josie tried to pawn the task of giving Valeria her beverage onto Emilia, but the blonde had other ideas at the moment. Besides, one of them could leave the strawberry frappe in the middle of the pavement for Val to claim whenever she calmed herself down. Instead, Emilia was more focused on the injured party. With Josie being designated to hold Sami's jacket, it was more imperative that one of them tend to the wounded. Although one could always stop for more compliments, especially when they come from someone as lovely as Chloe.

"Lolo, you are too kind! In more ways than one! And Nainai's baozi is still the best in Los Angeles!" Emilia quickly finished her chosen bun before grabbing a couple of the drinks that her and Josie still had control over. "Josie, you saw her right?" she whispered to her best friend. "Right now, me trying to hand Val a drink would be like having Lady Gaga in her meat dress trying to feed a starving tiger. I know that won't end well. Besides," she looked over at AJ. "I think I can be more useful elsewhere. Guard the rest of the drinks for a sec, OK?"

Emilia took one of her spare orange sodas and AJ's drink order to the now fallen man who looked like he was experiencing a pain that she would never understand. If nothing else, Emilia had enough experience tending to Sami's battle scars to at least offer some comfort. Aleks would do what he could, but he didn't have drinks.

"Hey AJ!" she said, probably a little too cheerily given the situation. "Thanks for inviting me on the trip! Are you all right? Do you need some ice? I don't really have any but this soda is still nice and cold! Plus I have your drink right here! Maybe that will help?"

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Emma Moore - The Hunt For Eden (July 27, 2010-August 26, 2010)

Name: Emma Moore
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Appearance: Long brown hair, down past her shoulders, usually set in a ponytail. Deep blue eyes, peaches and cream complexion. Stands 5'7", weighing 124 lbs, fairly well endowed. Usually seen wearing brown work boots, a pair of black pants rolled up past her ankles into cuffs, and a gray cotton shirt.
Personality: Emma is a feminist through and through. She was tired always seeing her mom disrespected by the other men in town, and she vowed she wouldn't let it happen to her. Therefore, she is very defensive about anything related to her, and doesn't respond well to criticism. She's not one to give up any kind of authority very easily either.
Backstory: Emma's parents raised her on a small farm outside of Johnson City, Tennessee, where they originally grew tobacco. They made quite a tidy profit off of it, and Emma was able to live a lot better than other children of her age. But as Johnson City expanded in size, her father grew resentful of what the city was becoming. So he uprooted his family when Emma was 12 and settled in the small town they live in today.

As Emma grew up, her father tried to keep her in line the same way he kept her mother in line. With violence. But Emma refused to bend to her father's wishes. She grew resentful of what he did to their family. She made plans to leave when she turned 21, to go and join the suffrage movement that was growing in the North. But then the outbreak happened.

Her parents were one of the first to go missing, vanished within a week of the initial attack. When the mob found the monsters, they found the remains of the Moores, strewn across the cave. Emma couldn't believe it. It was such a horrible way to go. And she never got to try and show her parents the error of their old ways. On that day she vowed she would hunt down every last one of those freaks, to prove that humans were superior to the animals, and women could be just as good as men at killing stuff.

Other Notes: Due to a tornado that ripped through their farm when she was 9, Emma absolutely hates thunderstorms, fearing what they usually bring in the South.

Starting Weapon:A Winchester 1897 shotgun her dad used to shoot deer when they went after their crops. She has only a few bullets left.

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Shiori Hasegawa - Shin Megami Tensei Persona: Dissonant Strain - (May 12, 2010-Dec. 30, 2010)

Name:Hasegawa Shiori
Age: 18
Persona: Ma'at, Egyptian Goddess of Truth
Element: Elec (weak: Earth)
Arcana: Justice
Combat Style: Offense--Physical>Magic
Weapon: Baseball Bat
Appearance: 5'11", long black hair, just past the armpit in length, always straight and loose. Deep, blue eyes, like two pools. Skin is tan colored, she's got some muscle tone on her arms and legs. She's got a straight posture. Very straight-laced expression that hides her personality. She's actually very nice and usually is the one to break up the tension in a room with a quip. However, she is also very competitive, thanks to years of athletic contests.
History: Shiori grew up in Sapporo in the North, a fairly good student. She was part of an athletic family, her dad being a former professional baseball pitcher, and her older brother following his footsteps. She soon showed herself to have a lot of talent on the basketball court, and by talent, I mean height. She got slotted as a power forward and soon developed her skills. Her parents decided to attract better quality schools for basketball scholarships, and to be closer to her now professional sibling, the family would move south, to Uramichi-cho, so Shiori could play for Akaito. They hoped the prestige might even lure in scouts from America, but it may have brought Shiori down a different path.
Extracurricular: Women's Basketball (Captain)

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I am Thou, Thou Art (Nov. 24, 2019-Dec.26, 2019)

"You gonna talk or you gonna shoot? Because either way, I got you beat."

[Full Name]

Hasegawa Shiori

[Alias]

Shishi (on rare occasions)

[Grade]

Third-year student.

[Arcana]

The Empress (but if Justice is available, then I'm switching to it)

[Date of Birth]

January 27

[Age]

18 years old

[Appearance Information]

Shiori is hard to miss at 5'11" with long black hair that falls just down to the lowerback in length, always straight and loose, unless she is on the basketball court. She has deep, blue eyes, like two pools, highlighted by the bangs falling in front of her face. Years in the gym have left her relatively pale, but she wears it well.

Shiori will adhere to the uniform codes necessary, but in her free time, she prefers simpler looks. A jacket over a t-shirt or tank top and a pair of jeans or leggings will do just fine. She does like her jewelry, and she'll wear a bright gold bracelet on her right hand, as well as an azure blue sapphire pendant given to her by her father when she was younger.

[Personality]

Shiori puts on a very straight-laced expression that hides her personality. Once someone gets to know her, she's actually very nice and usually is the one to break up the tension in a room with a line about something. However, she is also very competitive, thanks to years of athletic contests.

[Personal Background]

Shiori was born and raised in Sapporo on the northern island of Hokkaido. She was part of an athletic family, with her dad being a former professional baseball pitcher, and her older brother following his footsteps. She soon showed herself to have a lot of talent on the basketball court, and by talent, that meant height. She grew up very quickly, got slotted as a power forward by her coaches up north and soon developed her skills.

Her parents decided that to attract better quality schools for basketball scholarships, and to be closer to her now professional sibling, the family would move south, to Nashiro, so Shiori could play for Hyakusawa. They hoped the prestige might even lure in scouts from America, but it may have brought Shiori down a different path.

[Persona Name]

Ma'at, Egyptian Goddess of Truth

[Persona User]

Gojira

[Melee Weapon]

Baseball Bat

[Ranged Weapon]

Grenades

[Persona Appearance Details]

Ma'at appears as a tanned woman of Arabic desent, wearing a fine red robe and beaded bands around her neck, arms and ankles. A blue ostrich feather adorns her head, and when threatened, she will sprout a pair of wings featuring features of all colors of the rainbow. She appears holding a rod of metal and an ankh in either hand.

Gojira's mask is black, aside from a pair of raised portions that bend back over her hair and are painted the same blue as Ma'at's feather. The mask extends down over her nose, but leaves her mouth exposed.

[Persona History]

Ma'at was born to bring order to chaos. As the daughter of the Sun-God Ra, she is supposed to remain in place in Isfet to ensure that the principles of honesty and justice were upheld. Her most important role is in the Weighing of the Heart. When a newly deceased person's heart is weighed against the feather from atop her head, if the scales are even, or the heart is lighter, that granted the person access to Aaru (Heaven). If it was heavier, the heart was devoured by Ammit, and the person was condemned to the Duat (Hell).

[Persona Skills]

• Mazio
• Skull Cracker

• Diarama
• Zionga
• Energy Shower
• Mazionga
• Salvation
• Maziodyne

[Persona Type]

Electric

[Persona Strength]

Wind

[Persona Weakness]

Curse

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