@MissCapnCrunch Are we going to sort out our Char's relationships among the non-NPCs? Or leave it to the interactions in IC?
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@SepticGentleman Nice pic. Of your character I mean.
@MissCapnCrunch Good to know. ^w^
@MissCapnCrunch Didn't you put Rooms 1100 to 1105 were for employers? I put room 1110 for Lola originally. I don't mean to be a pain in the rear. XD
Lola Earnest
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Years in Whittier: About a year
Occupation: An 'Internet Model', where she sells scandalous pictures of herself online.
Room Number: Room 1110
Personality:
+Easily Sociable
+Artistic, especially in Make-up, Fashion, and Photography
+Wild and Spontaneous
-Has Promiscuous Habits
-Over-Dramatic
-Frequent Lier
Short Bio: Lola was born and raised in a small town in Alberta, Canada.
Since her adolescent years, Lola was a flirt with people of all genders, often getting in trouble with her parents after bringing a few 'close friends' over for the night. Being strict Christians, Lola's parents became over-protective and restricted much of her freedom. This only made Lola rebel more, flirting with people much older, sneaking out to the stripclubs, or climbing the local church roof to get drunk or high with friends. It was on such a night as this that she pressured one of her closest friends: Andy, into trying ecstasy. What seemed like a fun night, turned quickly into disaster when Andy over-dosed and stopped breathing. Lola panicked, wanting to call an ambulance but couldn't risk getting into trouble for being an underage girl in the possession of drugs and alcohol. Lola left Andy on the roof that night, leaving him to die alone. On investigation, the police crossed out Lola as a suspect as her parents insisted that she was in her room all night and pointed to other mutual friends of Andy as the ones who had illegal drugs. Turns out another teen did hold a stash of ecstasy as well as many other narcotics, ending the investigation all together.
After her graduation, Lola packed up and left, eventually landing in Whittier. Alaska to start a life of her own, though after a year spend in the little town, Lola's dark secret flooded her dreams, turning them into nightmares.
Relationships: (I'll add after we actually get some people.)
Moved to Characters.
Just warning everyone, I can only post on my iPad for now so I apologize in advance for any mistakes I make.
Calahna shook her head once more at the black and red dragon, wondering how she could possibly think it am using to see someone choke was mind boggling to her. Calahna was a more gentle dragon; She believed that all beings should be treated with respect, and kindness- at least until they no longer deserved it. Even though, Calahna does not let herself sink down to the level of those who are rude to her.
As Calahna tidied the kitchen as best she could, she could hear a booming and powerful voice erupt from the dinning hall. She sighed, as she heard the voice call for Freya.
"Please, excuse me Danzenth... I must tend Kahgon."
After gathering the same mush that everyone else was eating, Calahna swiftly came to Kahgon's side. "I'm afraid Freya is rather busy to tend to you herself," She placed the tray of food in front of Kahgon, straightening herself with her hands intertwined, she looked to the others at the table. "Would anyone like anything else?" She awaited patiently for any answer from the others at the table.
@tatszico@PyroDash888@Renny@Crazy Doctor
As Calahna tidied the kitchen as best she could, she could hear a booming and powerful voice erupt from the dinning hall. She sighed, as she heard the voice call for Freya.
"Please, excuse me Danzenth... I must tend Kahgon."
After gathering the same mush that everyone else was eating, Calahna swiftly came to Kahgon's side. "I'm afraid Freya is rather busy to tend to you herself," She placed the tray of food in front of Kahgon, straightening herself with her hands intertwined, she looked to the others at the table. "Would anyone like anything else?" She awaited patiently for any answer from the others at the table.
@tatszico@PyroDash888@Renny@Crazy Doctor
Posting before going to bed... So TIRED....
EDIT: I nearly missed the SPECIAL part.
Age:18
Gender: Female
Personality: While a bit cheeky at times, Luci has a deep fear of men, doing a fairly good job at hiding this fear until certain triggers cause her to react. Luci will be very protective of herself when being flirted with or have any sexual innuendo even hinted at her. She may even take it as far as threatening her 'attacker' life. She's not generally interested in adventure and such, mostly concerned about her own well-being and survival.
Backstory: Luci remembers as far back as her toddler years, countless times she has hugged and comforted her mother from being beaten and thrown around the house by her father, only to be push away and screamed at for 'getting involved with adult things'. She vividly remembers the sound of her mother's sobbing and the huff of Jet she would later over-dose on. This was her everyday life, that is until she ran away from her home in northern California, at the age of 15. She headed for New Vegas: the city of sin, and though she only stole 50 caps from her father, she still had to try and make her fortune somehow.
Unfortunately, Luci didn't have the funds to make it into the small world of flashing lights and the river of caps she imagined Vegas held. After many failed attempts at the Attomic Wrangler, a man watched her smugly, offering her a pass into New Vegas on one condition: She work at one of the casinos called Gomorrah. Luci accepted the offer without hesitation, eager just to step inside.
The young girl had been tricked, however, becoming into one of Gomorrah's prostitutes, having her life threatened if she were to tell anyone she was forced against her will. She lived in fear of the Omertas, especially Cachino, who did awful things to Luci and the other prositutes. Though this fear did not stop her from trying to steal snacks, shivs, or bobby pins; Such acts earned her the nickname: Lil' Devil.
Luci had just turned 18 the day the Legion Slavers took over Hoover Dam and New Vegas. Soon, the Legion arrived, knocking down the gates of New Vegas; This was Luci's chance for escape. Through all the bustling and fighting, the young girl did what she was best at: she ran as fast as she could managing to stay undetected from most everyone around her, to avoid becoming a slave, something she already felt she was with the Omertas.
The few months had past, and in that time the girl had managed to tag along with a few friendly caravan traders, learning to barter scraps for supplies in order to make it in the vast and deadly wasteland.
Clothing/Equipment: Wearing a light leather merc outfit that shows a lot of skin, along with a pair of goggles. A small flash for water, a pack of bobby pins, a nearly empty first aid kit, and salvaged tech and scrap packed into her Bramin's pack.
Weaponry: A switchblade, a 44. Magnum, and a single frag grenade.
Role within society: A Caravan Trader, roaming the wasteland to scavenge for mostly spare parts and scraps, though Luci has come across some valuable loot from time to time (Mostly from stealing it though).
SPECIAL: Strength 2, Perception 5, Endurance 8, Charisma 6, Intelligence 5, Agillity 9 and Luck 5
EDIT: I nearly missed the SPECIAL part.
Luci "Lil' Devil"
Age:18
Gender: Female
Personality: While a bit cheeky at times, Luci has a deep fear of men, doing a fairly good job at hiding this fear until certain triggers cause her to react. Luci will be very protective of herself when being flirted with or have any sexual innuendo even hinted at her. She may even take it as far as threatening her 'attacker' life. She's not generally interested in adventure and such, mostly concerned about her own well-being and survival.
Backstory: Luci remembers as far back as her toddler years, countless times she has hugged and comforted her mother from being beaten and thrown around the house by her father, only to be push away and screamed at for 'getting involved with adult things'. She vividly remembers the sound of her mother's sobbing and the huff of Jet she would later over-dose on. This was her everyday life, that is until she ran away from her home in northern California, at the age of 15. She headed for New Vegas: the city of sin, and though she only stole 50 caps from her father, she still had to try and make her fortune somehow.
Unfortunately, Luci didn't have the funds to make it into the small world of flashing lights and the river of caps she imagined Vegas held. After many failed attempts at the Attomic Wrangler, a man watched her smugly, offering her a pass into New Vegas on one condition: She work at one of the casinos called Gomorrah. Luci accepted the offer without hesitation, eager just to step inside.
The young girl had been tricked, however, becoming into one of Gomorrah's prostitutes, having her life threatened if she were to tell anyone she was forced against her will. She lived in fear of the Omertas, especially Cachino, who did awful things to Luci and the other prositutes. Though this fear did not stop her from trying to steal snacks, shivs, or bobby pins; Such acts earned her the nickname: Lil' Devil.
Luci had just turned 18 the day the Legion Slavers took over Hoover Dam and New Vegas. Soon, the Legion arrived, knocking down the gates of New Vegas; This was Luci's chance for escape. Through all the bustling and fighting, the young girl did what she was best at: she ran as fast as she could managing to stay undetected from most everyone around her, to avoid becoming a slave, something she already felt she was with the Omertas.
The few months had past, and in that time the girl had managed to tag along with a few friendly caravan traders, learning to barter scraps for supplies in order to make it in the vast and deadly wasteland.
Clothing/Equipment: Wearing a light leather merc outfit that shows a lot of skin, along with a pair of goggles. A small flash for water, a pack of bobby pins, a nearly empty first aid kit, and salvaged tech and scrap packed into her Bramin's pack.
Weaponry: A switchblade, a 44. Magnum, and a single frag grenade.
Role within society: A Caravan Trader, roaming the wasteland to scavenge for mostly spare parts and scraps, though Luci has come across some valuable loot from time to time (Mostly from stealing it though).
SPECIAL: Strength 2, Perception 5, Endurance 8, Charisma 6, Intelligence 5, Agillity 9 and Luck 5
Calahna, shifted around the kitchen, taking bits and pieces of freshly baked food for the dark haired woman to snack onto, as she listened to Dazenth's talk of a new dragon. "Ah, So Master Cloudfury's new mount arrives today."
Calahna smiled fondly as she nibbled on a biscuit, showing she was well-mannered; She had overheard the talk of the new dragon that was to become another mount for the Guild. Her smile disappeared when Dazenth hoped bad things upon the Master.
"Must you speak so harshly? We must wish the best upon everyone, whether we like them or not." Calahna knew that Danzenth would not follow so easily to her advice, still, it was worth spreading her wisedom when she could.
"Let's try, at least, welcome our newest of kin. Make them feel safe. After all, the guild is not so bad is it? It could be much worse...
Calahna let her frosty eyes wander the kitchen, noting any unwashed dishes and towels, as she finished her biscuit. It was time to help clean up.
Calahna occasionally helped Freya clean up the kitchen when she saw the opportunity to help, though she was not as fast of a tidier as the mother dragon was. She liked Freya, though Calahna knew she was living an illusion, she wash thankful that Freya was at least happy with her current life... Right?
@RainDash
Calahna smiled fondly as she nibbled on a biscuit, showing she was well-mannered; She had overheard the talk of the new dragon that was to become another mount for the Guild. Her smile disappeared when Dazenth hoped bad things upon the Master.
"Must you speak so harshly? We must wish the best upon everyone, whether we like them or not." Calahna knew that Danzenth would not follow so easily to her advice, still, it was worth spreading her wisedom when she could.
"Let's try, at least, welcome our newest of kin. Make them feel safe. After all, the guild is not so bad is it? It could be much worse...
Calahna let her frosty eyes wander the kitchen, noting any unwashed dishes and towels, as she finished her biscuit. It was time to help clean up.
Calahna occasionally helped Freya clean up the kitchen when she saw the opportunity to help, though she was not as fast of a tidier as the mother dragon was. She liked Freya, though Calahna knew she was living an illusion, she wash thankful that Freya was at least happy with her current life... Right?
@RainDash
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