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17 days ago
Current 2025: Time to enter my Villain Era
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18 days ago
New Year, Same Me. Because since when was I the problem?
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30 days ago
Happy Holidays! Because I HAVE to be that person :)
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1 mo ago
Ummm I'm gay so I listen and I DEFINITELY judge
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3 mos ago
Happy Christmas everyone!
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Bio

Well now that I got the customary "post once" requirement out of the way....

HELLO

Welcome to my safe space. Well, about as safe as one space can be, I guess. If you are here looking for something, I am very sorry to disappoint you, but I made fresh cookies! Come sit a spell.

I guess I'll do some more in-depth stuff about myself. My name is Nick and I am 33 years old living in Illinois. I am a therapist and clinical responder (which is a fancy way of saying I go out on police calls to provide mental health assistance). Been doing therapy for a few years now and I absolutely love it!

I am a gay, cisgender man. I came out last year in January (smack dab in the middle of a pandemic. Timing was always my downfall). There is still much I am learning, but I am proud and happy to be who I really am and not have to hide it anymore!

I am an avid gamer, especially roleplaying games (cue surprised and shock noises). I also enjoy writing and reading, especially mysteries. I am not new to roleplay, I promise. I have been doing it for years now in different formats. I am experienced, even if it doesn't seem like it.

I use humor as a coping mechanism for sure, but I also like laughing and enjoying myself. Life can be pretty sad and upsetting for the most part and I don't want to add to it.

Whew! That got deep!

I will be poking my nose around in spaces and hoping to jump headfirst into this. Some interests I have in terms of roleplay settings include superheroes, DnD, science fiction/fantasy, mysteries, thrillers, horror stuffs, apocolypse, and espionage. And I am a fan of most things pop culture. If you have any suggestions or possible roleplays you think I would love, please let me know.

Otherwise, stick around! This is gonna get wild!

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This seems really cool! I'd like to put my interest forward!
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"Ironically, I did not see that coming."
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Kennedy Heartfield
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December 12th, 2002 | 20 | Caucasian
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Single | | Bisexual
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Full-Time | 5 Months | Cyborg
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National City | California | United States of America

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Headstrong - Sarcastic - Determined
Kennedy's seemingly perfect life turned upside down when her powers manifested. A cheerleader in high school, a vision of her classmates being attacked at the Homecoming game. She attempted to warn everyone, but no one believed her. The game was attacked and many students were injured or dead. She was outcasted by her peers, calling her a freak, and even blamed her for the attack. Her parents didn't know what to do, having received calls from other parents, warning them to not send Kennedy back to school. In the end, they sent her to California to live with her uncle. Kennedy hid her powers.

But secrets can only remain hidden for so long. She ran into Cyborg, who she helped, leading her to share her powers. Since then, Kennedy was worried it would get out after she set up an okay life for herself. No longer the bubbly, popular girl, she remained a sarcastic, sardonic person who, despite what life dealt her, still determined to do her best. Cyborg reached out later, offering her a spot at Titan Academy. She debated it at first but decided it might be good to actually try to be a hero, for once.

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Kennedy walked along the pathway, uncertain as to her place. Sure, she accepted the position, but was she cut out for this? Didn't her powers hurt more than help? Her mind traced back to school, who she was before. She was popular. She was liked. And one vision destroyed all of it. She could hear the others now.

"Freak!"

"Terrorist!"

"It's your fault they're dead!"

"Why didn't you save them sooner?"


They were questions and accusations she said to herself also. Since then, she had hidden that part of herself. Her uncle knew, but there was always that underlying warning of not letting anyone find out. That is, until she met...

"Don't need to be psychic to hear your thoughts."

Kennedy spun around to face Cyborg. The man that offered her this chance. "You know me, always wearing my heart on my sleeve." Cyborg chuckled. "That and the look on your face that just begs people to talk to you if they want a punch to the throat. Trust me, I've been in my own thoughts. That's all they are though." Kennedy shrugged. He wouldn't understand, surely. "Even untrue words hurt." Cyborg nodded in agreement. "Maybe so, maybe so. But all the more reason to demonstrate action. You can stand there and let people think what they want and prove them right, or you can go out there and show them how wrong they were."

Kennedy wanted to say something sarcastic, but she bit her tongue. He was right. She really needed to get out of her own head for a while. "Easier said than done when all of your skills revolve around your own headspace." Cyborg grinned, "All the more reason to clean the cobwebs out. Speaking of which, it's almost class time." Kennedy groaned mockingly but walked alongside him. Perhaps, maybe, this was the place she needed to be, after all.
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As Primrose searched, her mind wandered. Back to home, where it often leapt. She recalled an instance when her mother said something peculiar. Primrose was fairly young at the time and did not get good at overhearing her parent's conversations until much later. She was only able to catch snippets of the speech. One that stuck out to her was "voodoo". What her mother was saying about the mythical practice was beyond her. More than likely her mother was condemning it. Her mother often looked down on other forms of magic that were not "pure" in her eyes.

Primrose shook herself back to the present. She needed to move on from them. If she was to be her own person, she needed to not dwell so much in the past. Her eyes locked back on the computer screen and her search. As she did so, she noticed something odd. Or rather, something that stuck out. In every report or article she read using her search terms, one place kept coming up. It wasn't a place she was familiar with (though she hardly ventured far from her usual haunts). Madame Lafitte's in the French Quarter. It appeared to be a lounge of some sort. The French Quarter is no stranger to mystical elements, though she wondered what a club like that had to do with a dead guy in a car with symbols on his body.

As she thought, Fynn knocked on her door and came in, offering her some pizza. The last time she had pizza was in some bougie restaurant that had such toppings as white truffle, escargot, and actual gold flakes. It was absolutely disgusting. "Yes," she said, grabbing a piece. It looked greasy. She took a bit, letting the flavors hit all at once. She was right, it was greasy and messy. In other words, it was perfection. She set it down so as to not inhale the entire piece. "That sounds useful. Tell me, did he stop at any place called Madame Lafitte's? It is some club in the French Quarter. My search led to that place constantly. In fact..." She quickly pulled up the department's files and searched for the club. She found only one result. The report shared very few details. The only thing that stuck out was a small notation made: Aua, das tat weh. "What does that mean?" she asked to no one in particular, but Fynn could see what she was referring to.

"We can check out his residence. This club also seems sketchy. Any idea how Mal and Jaelle are doing? Or Eleanor? She's not back yet."
If you didn't think the Robin Hood fox was hot you are lying to yourself.
If there is one thing the internet is good for, it is that anything and everything will eventually devolve into horny talk. Just look at some of the Disney art out there.
This is an RP about teens and young adults. It only makes sense that they would be horny little monsters also.
I've seen a lot of "anti-discord" going around different games. I get it because it keeps the OOC alive for talking points (and not everyone likes Discord) but there's also no reason to be a jerk about it.

Edit: I'd also like to point out that this isn't the OOC either. This has all been the interest check....
@Lord Wraith I watch it cuz hot dudes, but it is pretty good plot-wise also.
Perhaps if powers are able to progress, Kennedy can learn telekinesis and fly that way? Or just continue to rely on silly walking to places.
@Mistress Dizzy Also for the TBD's, in order, it is race/ethnicity, relationship status, and sexual orientation.
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