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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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April 14
13 Morningdove Lane - 12:05am




Belladonna felt a bit wispy when she snapped out of her vision. She hated when it came on so suddenly. It always felt so real, so visceral. Ever since she first got it and got that stupid letter she had felt off. Way more off than she had before, and that was saying something.

Belladonna (or whoever you are today)

I hope this letter finds you at the right time. The past and future are not on a single line, one I am sure you know all too well. We can never change the past but we can learn from it. We can hope to shape the future but sometimes we are destined for things beyond our control. Being able to see both is a blessing and a curse. You are one of the first mages in five hundred years. Bring your open mind and I will give you all of the information you need.

13 Mourningdove Lane. Midnight.

-The Archivist"


She would have normally chalked it up to some stupid kid pranking her or someone being cute but she did have visions and this letter arrived shortly after her first one. And she hadn't told a soul. Who would believe her? Magic being real? This wasn't some Saturday morning cartoon.

But she had had a few of them so far. Visions of the past where she sees herself back in her parents house, her father still alive and her mother with fresh bruises on her face. A scene that looked like it came out of a Shakespearean play but felt so real. And a scene of her shattering a glass coffeepot over some asshole's face.

She shook herself awake when Pom stood in front of her. If she was here she had to have gotten the same letter she did, right? Still, Bella didn't trust anyone right away even if Pom seemed cool (and shared her stash with her). So she opted to hide what had actually happened. At least until she got more information.

So she stepped through the door like it was nothing, like it was a normal day. Desptie that, Bella felt herself shaking.




She appeared in some room with a few other folks. Some appeared to know one another, some not so much. Bella hated crowds and while this normally would not have counted as such she still felt an enclosed space with a lot of people to be alarming. No easy escapes if she needed to. She looked around, not recognizing anyone. So it was only Pom she knew here and, even then, was this safe? Were they all sent letters to get them to one room to eliminate them all?

Someone started speaking and admitted to the letters. Bella was about to speak out when someone else, the man standing closer to her, spoke up admitting she didn't send the letters. So what the hell was all this then? A few others spoke sharing their names. No one admitting if they actually had magic apart from the first woman who was standing near a burning ball of flame that everyone just seemed...cool with?

Also...Burnie Cinders?

"Belladonna." There, she shared. She was damn well not sharing more until someone, preferably this Archivist, showed themselves and explained what was happening. Another person started speaking before he was interrupted by...themselves? Staring into a shadowy corner. Bella instinctively stood up and prepared to run. Or fight. It depended on the situation.
J E S S I C A J O N E S





Jessica Jones Private Investigator Harlem, Manhattan, NYC Alias Investigations


C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T:


"Have you ever been kicked in the nuts by a superhero?"

Young Jessica lost her parents and younger brother in a tragic accident that had her drenched in unknown chemicals. She awoke and was adopted by a caring family. During her young life she discovered her superhuman abilities. Unsure of herself at first, an accident in her practicing her abilities left her foling an attempted robbery by Scorpion. Relishing the joy of helping others she made it her mission to use her powers for good.

Jessica donned a costume and called herself Jewel. Things were great at first until she ran into Zebediah Killgrave, otherwise known as The Purple Man. Inexperienced, she was taken control of and forced to work for The Purple Man, helping him pull of crimes and attack others. She was held prisoner for months and forced to do hs bidding. An accident after attacking The Scarlet Witch left her injured and in a coma, but she gradually grew free of The Purple Man's influence.

Angry at first, Jessica started up her own private investigation firm, named Alias Investigations, and hung up her metaphorical cape for good. It was here she ran into Luke Cage and grew feelings for him. Though she opted to not be a hero her work became more and more superhero focused as she found herself helping others against villainy. Thankfully her relationship with Luke Cage softened her and she decided to be a help to the city once more.


C H A R A C T E R M O T I V A T I O N S & G O A L S:

Jessica Jones is one of my favorite Marvel heroes because she is a badass, take-no-prisoners type. She isn't afraid to punch someone in the face but she is also empathetic and willing to help out, even if it is accompanied with an eye roll. She's tough but has a heart and is willing to help people, especially children and young people, when they need it.

I can see her being a help to others on more than one occasion. Not only as a hero but also in her work as a private investigator. I think she has a nice mix of skills to be able to be a part of many stories as well as come into her own with her work. I think she has grown as a character and with her checkered past it makes it easy to put people in her history in a scene and see what unfolds.


C H A R A C T E R N O T E S:

Powers and Abilities



Allies and Supporting Characters



Enemies



S A M P L E P O S T:


You can definitely do a Tarot reading. I am still working on my concept.
Sabine Bassard

Location: Bourbon Street, New Orleans - The Sorcerer's Inn
Skills: N/A
Fit Of The Day: Pink Fall Outfit





The time for the contest had approached and Sabine was about as ready as she could be. The span in-between the meeting with Coulson versus now seemed like it lasted forever. And in that time she had gone through some intense changes.

First, April. Sabine had sat in her feelings regarding the situation. She managed to make her follow-up appointment with Dr. Whitehall to discuss it and, per Dr. Whitehall's suggestion, actually journaled about it. After she let her feelings fly out she read it back. A lot of anger, a lot of sadness, and a lot of guilt. She was mad at April and mad at herself for being mad. Even though she knew her feelings were valid (thanks Maeve) it still felt like shit to even be a little angry over someone wanting to better themselves than committing to a full on relationship.

But did that same energy go to her relationship with Danni and Dorian? Sabine doubted it. If anything it seemed like all of them were chummier than ever. And Sabine couldn't fault Danni or Dorian for it, they had been friends for so long. And people were allowed friendships and relationships with other people. But did you push one away and pull another one closer if the goal was to work on yourself? It seemed selfish, yes.

Part of that selfish feeling is why she talked to Danni and got her feelings out. It's why she told Dorian exactly what she was feeling when he did not trust her. It's why she poured out everything to Leah on their way back. It's why she apologized to Andy.

She was trying to grow and be better herself. And you'll notice she didn't push anyone away to do that.

The flight there was fine. Sabine made a note not to talk to April. As happy as Sabine was to see her out of C.A.G.A. and seemingly doing better, if she wanted distance to continue working on herself, Sabine would oblige. Instead she spent her time talking to Leah, goofing around and making jokes. That was a bit awkward too since the teams had them on opposite sides. Sabine would do her best and she knew Leah would too. No hard feelings.

After touching down and making their way to the hotel, Sabine felt a little longing, wanting to go be at Danni and Dorian's home, but she knew better. Dorian had made it abundantly clear: 'His family will not trust you. They will not invite you in. They will hate you' As sure as she was that Dorian, after their talk, would come to her defense she didn't want to put either of them in that situation. So she opted to go to the hotel with some of the others.

And be put right in a room with April. God must hate her.

Sabine had thought about asking for a room switch, but if Leah didn't seem bothered she wouldn't be either. She could be cordial. She could be friendly. They were still friends, weren't they?

Sabine stood in the hotel lobby, sort of listening to Lady Nimue go over the expectations for the contest. And a party after sounded like a lot of fun. But the fun mood didn't last long. As Lady Nimue spoke up Sabine heard a name and started paying more attention.

Ser Nemo was dead.

Sabine felt her heartbeat in her chest and instinctively went to grab her wrist, but fought the urge. Instead she reached for Leah's hand, squeezing it. Sabine looked around for April and saw her duck away. "Nemo is...dead?" She remembered her initial feelings on the old man, how weird he was, but in the time they took training she grew to like the man. Even admire him. She was still angry over his flippancy to their predicament with Arcade, but she could still see he cared, albeit somewhat.

And now he was gone. And they were expected to fight.

She squeezed Leah's hand again. She needed some comfort. Just having someone there was enough. It had to be.
Hey so I keep coming back to this and I think I'll toss my hat into it. Working on a concept now.

Before I do @AndyC I was thinking of playing Jessica Jones, provided you are cool with it. If not, I was also tinkering with playing Misty Knight or Cloak & Dagger (provided playing two is an option since they are connected and, if not, just Dagger).

Let me know!


Sabine & Andy






Sabine hated admitting she was wrong. If people knew one thing about her is that she dreaded having to swallow crow. However, recent events had made her re-think a lot of things. Her talk with Danni, her meeting with Dorian, the break-up with April, the…extra-curriculars and heart-opening conversation with Leah, made her look back on the school year thus far.

And she remembered what a bitch she was. Ok is, but she’s a bitch who cares about people more.

So she was thinking back to the people she hurt. She made up with Dorian, she was chill with Leah now (understatement) but there was one moment that stuck out. Danni made her remember it and she knew she needed to say something.

Andy. Sabine rarely talked to her and, when she did, she was mean. No, something needed to be done about that. So Sabine sent a message to Andy hoping to meet up. A neutral location in the quad.

And Sabine brought an industrial bag of crow, ready for consumption.

Now, this had been surprising. Andy’s phone was charged and in her pocket when it chirped. She didn’t even remember giving Sabine her number. She frowned, shrugged to herself and headed off to the quad. She didn’t know what to expect. But she doubted it would be anything that Andy couldn’t handle. Well, that wasn’t to say that Sabine didn’t terrify her. But if Sabine tried anything Andy could take her down with her at least. They had some M.A.D. going on.

There was Sabine waiting. "Uh, hey. What’s up?” Andy mentally facepalmed. That phrase was easily the most ‘90’s thing she could say. Why was she saying it so much lately?

Sabine looked over, admittedly not thinking Andy would show. But sure enough. ”Oh hey, thanks for coming.” Then she kind of…stood there. Awkwardly. Why was this awkward? Just apologize!

No, you had to mean apologies. How many social media influencers did or said something terrible and then make a video about it where they apologize like a robot? No she had to be sincere.

”So…umm…I wanted to talk to you. I had some….I recalled…I mean I was talking to Danni and he reminded me that I said some…things in the past…Oh fuck it! I’m a bitch. I know I am a bitch. I own that. Suffice to say, I was a bitch to you back at the carnival. In the moment I knew it was terrible and I said it anyway. And it’s been too long so there’s no excuse. But I am legitimately really really sorry. I am…working through a lot of things and I wanted to make amends for past Sabine. So…I am sorry.”

Andy blinked surprised. She might have expected it after Danni’s apology, but she hadn’t. She had never expected this from Sabine. So, she was surprised. "Thank you.” She said after a moment. "That means a lot. I didn’t expect it, and I appreciate it. I was honestly a little worried about becoming friends with Danni and Dorian and then having us be awkward. Especially since Leah and I are friendly.” Andy knew about Leah, Sabine and April dating. She did not know about April breaking up with them. She still hadn’t talked to April, that was a conversation she dreaded more than she had every thought this one would happen.

Right, there was that to think about. Wow what a horrible friend and girlfriend she was to not know the other relationships the people closest to her had. ”Right, that would have been awkward. It was long overdue. I am trying to be better. You did not deserve that. No one does, except maybe racists or homophobes and even then that’s just an energy drain. But I am happy to hear that. Danni and Dorian are good people. So is Leah. So if you’re cool with them, you are cool with me.”

Andy laughed at the comment about racists or homophobes. "I’d be self hating if I were a homophobe. And in... well everyone’s defense. I showed up in clothes I bought in a thrift store seventeen years ago. I was comfortable in those clothes. I still am. Though, now I’ve got some new stuff I got with Mads and Zari a while back. But it wasn’t like anything I was wearing was fashionable. However, I grew up on the streets or foster homes. So being fashionable wasn’t an option. Comfortable was.” She shrugged.

Right, now Sabine felt like a bigger bitch than she did before. Of course she had to make fun of someone who grew up in foster homes and had to make do with what she could. Christ she was horrible. Sabine’s face registered that and she did her best to hide it. ”Oh god Andy, I am so sorry! Not sorry you grew up in a foster home! I mean that’s not great because parents can be good…but it’s also good to have people who want to help other children, but sometimes they could be bad too! I mean, no thrift shopping is cool! You can find really good stuff there. And it wasn’t right of me to comment on that! Dear lord put me out of my misery now, please.”

Andy laughed. "It’s fine. You’re good. You didn’t know, and I wasn’t talking about it because I was afraid.” She shrugged, then took a deep breath. "I’ve not lived in the same home for more than a couple of years since I was like five. I don’t get attached to people. Not until...Well let’s say not until Zari. I don’t know how to do deep friendships or anything. I haven’t had any. So, yeah you all hurt my feelings, a lot, that first day. That did not help. I didn’t even want to try after that. But...I’m willing to try to be friends. I’m willing to learn how to do it. If you are willing to try and learn too.” She smiled. They both needed lessons in how to be good friends.

”Yeah that’s something I am learning. With…” Did she bring up April? Was that airing out their dirty laundry? ”With everyone really. Perspective really helps.” After all, her home life wasn’t anything great either, but this was Andy’s moment. She didn’t like it when people made someone else’s struggle about themselves, even if it was a way to connect. If Andy wanted to know, she could ask. ”Yeah, I would like to try to be friends. And I am glad you have Zari. She seems cool.” That was another person Sabine should really talk to, but baby steps. This was already hard enough.

”Thanks Andy. I hate that it started off so poorly, but I am glad it led us here.”

A huge grin split across Andy’s face. "Zari is really cool. But let’s do it this way. Day one of school, that carnival, it didn’t happen.” She held out a gloved hand, "Hi, I’m Andy Drummond Gallio-Lensherr. Nice to meet you.”

What a dorky thing to do, but damn if it didn’t make Sabine’s little heart grow three sizes this day. So Sabine took the hand offered and shook it. ”Sabine Bassard. A pleasure.” Once released, Sabine let out a breath she had been holding. ”So, now that we have lots to look forward to I would love to treat you to a coffee. Or a tea. Or whatever you fancy.”

"Coffee. One-hundred percent every time. Coffee.” Andy started following Sabine to the promise of sweet caffeine.

”Hey so, I've got a question I need you to not judge me for. What the fuck is SuperLink?”



Location: New York City, Repair Shop
Skills: N/A





Verity took some deep breaths in once the door was firmly closed and whatever that...thing was stayed outside. She could hear it banging on the door and growling. Whatever was happening was infecting the dead. Or at the very least it was making them appear dead. "Yeah, I'm okay." Okay was a loaded word though.

Verity walked over and watched the TV, listening to the news reports. A military evacuation. This was now more than some worry about a virus. This was intense. "That's us. We need to leave. Is there a car we can take? I don't feel comfortable leaving on foot with that...thing out there. Who knows how many more there are." Her mind raced to the many others in the city. Surely that was going to cause more issues. And the police were still coming here. "The paramedics are still on their way too."
This honestly sounds super cool. Consider me interested.
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