RavensMuse

Toxoplasmosa Outbreak

(Wrong section).

Vinehurst High

Finished up Sol's relations instead of doing my work, so feel free to look through them, y'all. Anyway, most of it is just guesswork according to their personalities, so if anyone wants something a little more concrete, just let me know and we can work it out. B)

@murdoc

Sure! I'll drop you a message once we get rolling :)

Toxoplasmosa Outbreak

Depends on how much he believes the rumors being spread.

@Burning Kitty

This should be fun then :D

I plan to run her as single minded when it comes to dealing with Toxo's, at the start of the RP. She's started to run out of steam when it comes to dealing with them.

Toxoplasmosa Outbreak

<Snipped quote by Ever>Carson Parris is fine with it. He needs info on the Toxos. He currently views them as a threat. He also won't trust you at first. If he views the Toxos as a threat they could view his group as a threat, and thus your character would be treated as a spy until he proves he isn't.

@Burning Kitty

I'm nervous to think what he'll see the Saint as then 0.0

Merry Circus (everyone welcome)

I'll get to a CS tonight

Vinehurst High

Irene Meeks

Name: Irene Meeks
Age:16
Gender F
Role: Artist- Painter
Sexuality: Bisexual

Personality: Irene, who was advised by her parents her name was derived from the world of Sherlock Holmes, has tried to understand the world the same way her namesake has. By observing, understanding, and reacting to it. The results in her often not speaking much, but listening the world around her.

She realized her observations gave her a great insight into art, often painting things she's not exactly sure how to say. Often commenting on subjects she's experienced, witnessed, or even things she wants to understand for herself. Losing her mother at a young age resulted in her often becoming absorbed in other worlds, books, art, and lately graffiti. Choosing to take her messages to people who can see the beauty in her art, even if they choose not to go to a gallery.

Often has gotten herself into trouble with the adults who believe art should be one thing, and she needs to have a specific message. Irene's message was simple, she liked painting beautiful things...and if it gave people hope with just that, she was fine.

History: Irene grew up the child of a Librarian and a Comic book artist. So she was exposed to countless forms of literature, and art, so naturally when she started to do her own art. Her parents were only ecstatic to encourage it. She loved the idea of art creating these fantastic worlds where anything is possible. Her positive outlook was always something her peers found endearing about the fledgling artist.

Then the accident happened, and her attitude changed. Her mother was lost in the car crash and Irene just kind of drifted. Her outlook became much more withdrawn, often listening to instead of suggesting. Her father wasn't much help, he just went through the motions. Leaving Irene to try and keep the household going. She lost her gallery opportunities, the administrator politely telling Irene she just wasn't conveying anything worth saying.

Irene took that advice to heart, the next day, painting a furious muse on the gallery wall. Needless to say, the gallery banned her and blacklisted her in their town going forward from any showings. Her father, deciding to start again in a new town packed Irene up and moved. Yet Irene found something in street art that the gallery didn't let her feel, angry, she'd continue to paint the angry muses in their new town. She just made sure nobody caught her this time..

Her positive attitude began to slowly return, even painting on canvas' once again. Yet, the angry muses still appeared through her new town. Her father hopes maybe she'll eventually quit going her nightly "paint the town every color" activities before she's caught...

Vinehurst High

Name: Irene Meeks
Age:16
Gender F
Role: Artist- Painter
Sexuality: Bisexual

Personality: Irene, who was advised by her parents her name was derived from the world of Sherlock Holmes, has tried to understand the world the same way her namesake has. By observing, understanding, and reacting to it. The results in her often not speaking much, but listening the world around her.

She realized her observations gave her a great insight into art, often painting things she's not exactly sure how to say. Often commenting on subjects she's experienced, witnessed, or even things she wants to understand for herself. Losing her mother at a young age resulted in her often becoming absorbed in other worlds, books, art, and lately graffiti. Choosing to take her messages to people who can see the beauty in her art, even if they choose not to go to a gallery.

Often has gotten herself into trouble with the adults who believe art should be one thing, and she needs to have a specific message. Irene's message was simple, she liked painting beautiful things...and if it gave people hope with just that, she was fine.

History: Irene grew up the child of a Librarian and a Comic book artist. So she was exposed to countless forms of literature, and art, so naturally when she started to do her own art. Her parents were only ecstatic to encourage it. She loved the idea of art creating these fantastic worlds where anything is possible. Her positive outlook was always something her peers found endearing about the fledgling artist.

Then the accident happened, and her attitude changed. Her mother was lost in the car crash and Irene just kind of drifted. Her outlook became much more withdrawn, often listening to instead of suggesting. Her father wasn't much help, he just went through the motions. Leaving Irene to try and keep the household going. She lost her gallery opportunities, the administrator politely telling Irene she just wasn't conveying anything worth saying.

Irene took that advice to heart, the next day, painting a furious muse on the gallery wall. Needless to say, the gallery banned her and blacklisted her in their town going forward from any showings. Her father, deciding to start again in a new town packed Irene up and moved. Yet Irene found something in street art that the gallery didn't let her feel, angry, she'd continue to paint the angry muses in their new town. She just made sure nobody caught her this time..

Her positive attitude began to slowly return, even painting on canvas' once again. Yet, the angry muses still appeared through her new town. Her father hopes maybe she'll eventually quit going her nightly "paint the town every color" activities before she's caught...

🎀 𝓟𝓻𝓸𝓹𝓮𝓻 . 𝓨𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓰 . 𝓚𝓲𝓵𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰 . 𝓜𝓪𝓬𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓮𝓼 . (a steampunk RP of petticoats, poison, and propriety)

Reeza smiled politely to Arsenio, noting the youth had taken a defensive posture as she'd revealed his identity. She silently chided herself as she realized not everyone holds the same respect for the living doll she held.

She had also made a promise to his father, that if anyone threaten Arsenio, she'd educate them on the respect the creation deserved. She gave his shoulder a reassuring squeeze as Lorelei stood beside them, the false-life doll standing patiently beside the pair. She whispered quietly to Arsenio as she placed her hands in front of herself once again.

"Be calm, sometimes to be like the rest of them, we simply need to belong..." Reeza felt the same as the young creation did most times, yet without the excuse of being a creation. She had taught herself how to interact with the others through experimentation, practice, understanding and trying once again. She felt a kinship with Arsenio, often relating more to him then many denizens of Gearsport. Thus, he was always a welcome sight in any situation.

As Lady Alyssana came up to greet Reeza, she felt her face flush a deep crimson beneath her mask. Thankful for the full mask would prevent her face betraying her own emotions she bowed her head to Alysanna. "Thank you Lady Alysanna, your complement is most welcome. Yet I'm not sure what need the captain needs of me.." The fact that Alysanna remembered Reeza's name had slightly caused the young dollmaker to feel flustered at the complement.

Memories of the alchemy class came flooding back to Reeza, before the creation of Lorelei and her invention of the Core system that allowed her dolls to create their false-life. She was often on the receiving end of many of the more fortunate girls of the Finishing School. Being the only girl who still took a doll with her where ever she went resulted in many harsh words being sent her way, and the occasional prank being played at her expense.

That was the case for this particular class, when a student had placed a melting orb of an unknown substance in Reeza's alchemy table. At the time, the strawberry blonde dollmaker was carefully preparing her station when an explosion from her experiment sent her to the floor gasping for air. A cloud of laughter erupted around her as Reeza tried to clear the strange pink substance from her eyes. As she slowly got to her feet, she realized the strange sludge had interacted with her hair, dying it the same bright pink. Feeling heavy tears well up around her eyes, she tried her best not to give them the satisfaction...

She heard a solid clicking of someone stepping to her station, Reeza kept her head down to try and hide her tears. A clear voice struck out beside her. "How dare you laugh," the voice of Lady Alysanna cut through the laughter, silencing the class. A slender hand reached down to help Reeza to her feet. "don't let them grind you down, besides," the slender lips curled into a small grin. "I think the color suits you," Alysanna commented before addressing the class about what the penalty for foolishly mixing certain elements incorrectly. Reeza sat quietly, her own breakdown was shorted out. She looked at a stray lock of the newly colored hair with a bit of pride afterwards.

So needless to say, Reeza was left a little stunned by Lady Alysanna paying attention to her exploits.

As the couple introduced themselves, Reeza curtsied back. Lorelei, noticing her mistress had greeted these newcomers mimiced the pose as her false-life programming instructed her. "Thank you, I am Reeza Valarios, the Lady of Dolls." She gestured to her creation, "this is Lorelei." The doll's eyes seemed to shimmer as it acknowledged the woman.

Vinehurst High

(Strange artist type)

The Three Realms War [Act II] [DMC/Bayonetta/Darksiders Crossover]

It's a pretty hefty sheet. I'm slowly going through it.