Sadie

OBLIVION ▋ a linear superhero roleplay

Interested

RATTLECHOMP

I'll have a post up tomorrow.

Beta Testers Needed

I'd be happy to help anyway I can.

I'ʟʟ Bᴇ Tʜᴇʀᴇ Fᴏʀ Yᴏᴜ | Hɪɢʜ Cᴀsᴜᴀʟ

@Silent Whispers Hahaha, well I have a feeling Jasmine's the Rachel of our group, with her fashion sense and Christian's the new...Ross xD haha.
Wonder whom will be the Joey, Chandler and Phoebe xD hehe
I am sure they'll all pitch in somehow, with bringing stuff, so we're all good.

@WolfLover

Sadie will be a mix of Rachel and Joey.

Left Behind: Mulberry Street

_{Location: Her office, Barlowe Clinic}

Timeframe Early Morning

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_{Interaction(s): None}

Previously: N/A

Soon coming upon the small four room clinic, Delaney took a small glance around to make sure nothing out of the ordinary was going to sneak up on her. She took a shaky breath and put her key in the door. "See, Weasley? Just another day at the office. Just another normal day." Maybe if she spoke it into existence, it would actually be true. She didn't have high hopes.

She opened the door and turned on the lights before letting her precious pup off his leash. Delaney allowed the dog to have free roam of the clinic and so far, there had been no complaints from any of her patients. It served double duty, now. He alerted her to anything out of the ordinary and gave her ample time to hide.

Clearing her throat, she made her way to her small simple office and turned on the light. She made her way over to her desk and took a seat. Her eyes looked down at her schedule. "Empty again. Shocker." Of course, nobody in their right mind these days would schedule at the very least a checkup. Although she knew if this went on much longer, there would be a few people she would have to make house calls to. Even with the dangers lurking outside, she wouldn't risk anyone's health if she could help it.

Delaney leaned back in her chair and decided to update some patient files. As her fingers clicked away, memories started to flash in her mind of an event a couple weeks prior. Her fingers paused on the keyboard as her teeth sucked in her lower lip. A small blush worked its way up her neck and to her cheeks. The corners of her mouth pulled up into a cheesy grin.

"Aarf!"

She jumped at the noise and the expression on her face quickly vanished. Clearing her throat, she looked down at the dog and let out a shaky breath. Weasley was sitting beside her, wagging his tail. She could have sworn he had a grin on his face. Delaney eyed him. "Well. That was rude."

He answered with another happy bark. Shaking her head, she looked back at her computer. Her eyes caught sight of the patient file on her screen. It was the same person that was intruding her daydreams. Delaney groaned and sat back in her chair. "So much for a doctor-patient relationship." She then noticed the date of the last visit. Her brows furrowed with worry. Delaney would definitely have to pay this patient a home visit if they didn't visit her soon.

Left Behind: Mulberry Street

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Exactly! Awesome!

@Days

Seeing how my character is the town Doc, I’m obviously up for relations as well.

RATTLECHOMP

Sadie had been staring at the flyer for what felt like hours.

She knew she was one of the special people, as her mother always made sure to tell her growing up. That, and the voices. So many voices had recently started to hum in her ear and take up residence in her mind. She knew it had everything to do with her job; being around death all day really does something to a person. The new ability probably would have scared her senseless if she didn't witness the absolute bliss on her patients' face when it was time for them to be called home, knowing they would be joining their loved ones on the other side.

At least, she hoped that's who the voices belonged to.

The curiosity drove the girl to accept a position on expedition. Besides, an Apothecary could only do so much with healing elixirs and the sort. The group really needed someone to tend to their medical needs, should any arise on the trip. This was the chance she needed to really find out what, or who she had been hearing for the last few months.

She wasn't about to let the opportunity slip through her fingers.

After deciding to join the group, Sadie had hurried back to her modest studio apartment to pack. What do you take on an adventure such as this? Soon opting for comfort and ease, she rolled a few options in the tiniest balls she could muster as she started to pack her bookbag. It would allow her to have her hands free should anything occur. She also started to pack a first aid kit, knowing it could prove to be invaluable.

Soon her bag was packed, full of just the necessities. A refillable water bottle was clipped on the side. Sadie took in a deep shaky breath as she stared at her reflection in the bathroom mirror.

"Time to kick some Rue ass." Her face scrunched as she practiced her tough expression. Bringing her hands up into fists, she gave herself a curt nod. "I can do this. Of course I can do this." Sadie's fists slowly opened as her breath caught in her throat. "I definitely need to be high for this." She groaned as she fell back onto her bed, knowing the morning would be the start of the rest of her life.

I'ʟʟ Bᴇ Tʜᴇʀᴇ Fᴏʀ Yᴏᴜ | Hɪɢʜ Cᴀsᴜᴀʟ

My girl is always up for further relations.

I'ʟʟ Bᴇ Tʜᴇʀᴇ Fᴏʀ Yᴏᴜ | Hɪɢʜ Cᴀsᴜᴀʟ

Sadie Markawitz

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Sadie Renee Markawitz

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Hayden Panettiere | Light Coral
“Hangovers are temporary. Drunk stories are forever.” ^___

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| NAME |

Sadie Renee Markawitz

Sades, Ren

| DATE OF BIRTH |

April 22 (Taurus)

| AGE |

25

| GENDER |

Female

| SEXUALITY |

Bisexual

| RELATIONSHIP STATUS |

Single

| PLACE OF BIRTH |

Gulfport, Mississippi

| APPEARANCE DETAILS |

HEIGHT: 5'2
WEIGHT: 115 lbs
HAIR: Blonde
EYES: Green
SKIN TONE: Pale
CLOTHING STYLE: Very trendy. Always in heels. Rarely seen in anything other than a dress or miniskirt with revealing tops.
OTHER:Tattoo of the moon phases down her spine, both ear lobes pierced.

| PERSONALITY |

Having grown up in the south, Sadie is very affluent in southern manners. Having been raised Catholic, she still has some of the church upbringing imbedded within her genes, however the last almost decade she's decided to branch out. Sadie is bubbly and charming when in a good mood, but she can very easily flip when the situation calls for it. She is a bit of an alcoholic and a druggie so she absolutely loves to have a good time and to party. Sadie is absolutely one hundred percent loyal to her friends and an absolute warpath to her enemies.

| LIKES |

Tequila
Parties
Food
Money
Spa days

| DISLIKES |

Whiskey
Children
The Church
Politics
Birds

| HABITS |

Partying
Drug use
Petting random animals
Shopping
Cocaine

| FEARS |

Birds
Friends finding out about her drug use
Rehab

| BACKGROUND |

Sadie was born and raised in the deep south to Mary Lou and Charlie Markawitz. She was very heavily spoiled as a young child and raised in the church. Her father was a neurosurgeon and her mother stayed at home to help with her raising. As a young girl, she was a God-fearing tyke and always did everything by the book. This continued on until the age of fifteen.
During high school Sadie discovered the sins she had been taught to stay away from. She soon started to sneak out at night to get drunk in corn fields and to have relations with any boy she could find. This led to her getting a reputation at school, which in turn introduced her to a more diabolical crowd. It was then that she discovered the hard stuff. At the age of seventeen, her parents discovered her cocaine addiction and sent her straight to rehab.
After spending the rest of her high school life locked up, she graduated with her GED and decided she'd had enough with her hometown. She wanted to be a famous actress. Her father agreed to pay her way if she continued to stay one hundred percent sober. Sadie moved to LA and started auditioning the first moment she got. Her father would only pay for a small apartment in the city, so she ended up in a life completely different than the one she had grown accustomed to.
To this day, Sadie has only been able to book small commercials and the occasional walk on. She's thankful for the friends she had made in the building, although she hides her past from them. Sadie continues to go out and party every chance she has.

Left Behind: Mulberry Street

_{Location: Kitchen, Barlowe Residence}

Timeframe Early Morning

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_{Interaction(s): None}

Previously: N/A

Having been up since early that morning, Delaney leaned against the kitchen counter as she waited for her coffee to finish brewing. Her hair was wet from an earlier shower and just hung in wet strands past her shoulders. It was a miracle she could even still shower at this point. Or the fact that she had yet to run out of coffee. Which, in fact, would be the true beginning of the end for the woman. She could barely function without the bitter brew.

Her eyes ran over her meek kitchenette set. A small, white round dining table sat in the back of the room, two wooden chairs pulled up to the edge. She didn't understand why she needed two chairs anymore. The woman barely had any visitors, especially as of late. The thoughts snapped her out of her daze and she shook her head. "The apocalypse is literally outside my door and I'm worried about an unused chair..."

Quiet beeping alerted her that her mug of Joe was complete. Grabbing an almost empty carton of soy milk from the fridge, she added just a dash to the bright yellow mug before returning it. Delaney wrapped both hands around the cup as she brought it to her lips. She closed her eyes as she savored the sip, allowing her mind to completely settle. It was soon disturbed by the sound of pawprints running into the room.

Her eyes opened as she smiled down at her beloved pet. "Hey, buddy. Ready to go to the clinic?"

The pup barked gently in response, his tail wagging behind him.

With a small laugh, she nodded. "Alright, alright. I still have to get dressed."

Delaney finished her cup of caffeine before heading upstairs to her room. She decided on a pair of beloved jeans and a basic black tee shirt. It was her establishment, and she was determined to always be comfortable. Besides, it was easier to run in than a dress and heels. Grabbing a pair of white sneakers to finish the look, she tied the laces and pulled her hair up into a high bun atop her head. She then went to the bathroom to brush her teeth and apply just enough makeup to cover the bags under her eyes.

Once completed, she grabbed Weasley's leash and her keys before heading back to her front entryway. Delaney secured the leash to his collar, took a deep breath, and headed onto her front steps. She took a hesitant look around before locking her front door behind her. Gripping her dog's leash, she headed off to her clinic, her eyes peeled open for anything out of the ordinary.