Sadie

Dreams of the Old World (Post apocalyptic adventure with dream based powers)

Captain Mickie

Name: Michelina 'Mickie' Barlowe

Gender: Female

Age: 21

Appearance

She stands at a meek 5'2, with bright red wavy hair that falls almost to her waist. Her ocean blue eyes hold a bit of mystery to them. Mickie likes to wear outfits that show off her body, usually wearing crop tops and tight leggings. She is thin, but not frail. Her body is slim and athletic.

Personality: Mickie is a straight up bitch. She doesn't care about anybody but herself and loves being the boss of anything and everything.

Or so she wishes to be. In truth, her outer personality is kind, caring, and acceptive. But that isn't who she really wants to be. Mickie wants her voice to be heard, but she feels invisible and that stirs the pot of anger deep within her.

Dream: Swash-buckling pirates. In this dream, Mickie finds herself able to manifest a ship that she has dubbed the Sea Queen. Over time she has been able to summon a pirate crew of four burly men who call their captain Bloodthirsty Mick. When they manifest, her outfit always changes into a hat, boots, corset top and tight britches.

Bio: Not much is known about Mickie's background. As far as she remembers, she was left on someone's front steps when she was just a baby. Ever since then, she was continually passed off to whoever wanted to care for her. That created a lot of resentment in her as a child as she felt nobody truly wanted or cared for her. It continued to happen until she was sixteen and she had had enough.

Running out on her latest foster family, Mickie has been on her own ever since. She found work in a local shop dealing with herbs and medicinal items as the cashier when she was eighteen. It was at that time that she found a shining bright crystal in their garden one day, seemingly something left by a vendor. Not knowing anything about shards, she reached down and wrapped her bare hand around the item.

Then, her entire world changed.

Dreams of the Old World (Post apocalyptic adventure with dream based powers)

Captain Mickie

Name: Michelina 'Mickie' Barlowe

Gender: Female

Age: 21

Appearance

She stands at a meek 5'2, with bright red wavy hair that falls almost to her waist. Her ocean blue eyes hold a bit of mystery to them. Mickie likes to wear outfits that show off her body, usually wearing crop tops and tight leggings. She is thin, but not frail. Her body is slim and athletic.

Personality: Mickie is a straight up bitch. She doesn't care about anybody but herself and loves being the boss of anything and everything.

Or so she wishes to be. In truth, her outer personality is kind, caring, and acceptive. But that isn't who she really wants to be. Mickie wants her voice to be heard, but she feels invisible and that stirs the pot of anger deep within her.

Dream: Swash-buckling pirates. In this dream, Mickie finds herself able to manifest a ship that she has dubbed the Sea Queen. Over time she has been able to summon a pirate crew of four burly men who call their captain Bloodthirsty Mick. When they manifest, her outfit always changes into a hat, boots, corset top and tight britches.

Bio: Not much is known about Mickie's background. As far as she remembers, she was left on someone's front steps when she was just a baby. Ever since then, she was continually passed off to whoever wanted to care for her. That created a lot of resentment in her as a child as she felt nobody truly wanted or cared for her. It continued to happen until she was sixteen and she had had enough.

Running out on her latest foster family, Mickie has been on her own ever since. She found work in a local shop dealing with herbs and medicinal items as the cashier when she was eighteen. It was at that time that she found a shining bright crystal in their garden one day, seemingly something left by a vendor. Not knowing anything about shards, she reached down and wrapped her bare hand around the item.

Then, her entire world changed.

RATTLECHOMP

Waking with a sudden jar, Sadie's face slammed against the seat in front of her. She hissed out in pain before her eyes slowly opened. The young woman had fallen asleep on the train and was now regretting that decision. She knew this was the train she needed to take from the flier, but she had come early and snuck into the back. While she did want to help, she didn't necessarily trust anything that was going to happen with this mystery group she was to join. So, she decided to sneak onto the train and study the group while they were on their way.

Which would have worked, if she hadn't passed out. And now? Now the train had crashed and she was going to have a black eye. With a groan, she ran her hand down her face and slowly rose to her feet. For a moment she didn't hear anything, then a sudden hissing filled her senses. She recognized that sound; a Rue was nearby. No, not a Rue. There were several. And there was only one instance in where she could hear them- somebody was dead or dying. The breath rushed out of her at that thought. What had happened to their group?

She made sure her backpack was still secure over her shoulders before Sadie started the walk towards the front of the train. The back didn't take much damage during the collision, so she was able to walk fairly easily towards the main cabin. Her eyes peered out the windows as she went. She couldn't see the shadows that floated so near the glass, almost egging her on. But, she could absolutely hear them. Her chest heaved as she tried to lower the panic that was threatening to overtake her. She gripped onto the straps of her bag as she continued walking. If there was somebody injured, it was her job to try to help them. That's the whole reason she joined this mission.

It was a few more moments of walking before she heard voices and a sudden gunshot. Her stomach sank before she hurried forward. Sadie wasn't one hundred percent sure why she was running towards the violence, but something told her she was needed. She rushed ahead and stopped when she saw a group of people, one holding a revolver towards something Sadie couldn't see. Gulping, she looked around and raised a brow. "The hell is going on around here?!"

RATTLECHOMP

@Mokley

Okay so the train is derailed and all in the middle of a cavern. I'm not one hundred percent sure about where Sadie can pop up since she wasn't on the train.

RATTLECHOMP

I'll have a post up either tonight or tomorrow.

RATTLECHOMP

Sure, I'm in. Give me a bit to write.

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Good. At least somebody knew something about this yacht. Yet, how were they going to get there through this mob? She had already used one heel and lost the other. The only item in her hands were the keys to the office. What the hell was she going to do with a set of keys? Soon the woman with the tiki torch took the lead and the group walked steadily after her. Delaney cringed at everything happening around her. The scent of blood and death was already filling the air. Thankfully they were smells that the woman was very used to. Didn't mean it didn't reek, either.

She held on tight to Rhys' hand as they continued to move along to an elevator. Finally they found one, but it was occupied. The sight of the person's entrails on the elevator floor made the bile rise up in her throat. She pushed it back down and looked over at the Asian woman as she yelled out for help. Delaney's eyes widened. What in the hell could she do? She could shove a key into one of their heads, but it wouldn't pierce through the skull and just put herself in harm's way. So she was pretty much useless in all this. Her thoughts were interrupted when her partner let go of her hand to fight two zombies. Delaney's eyes widened as she watched him. Yep, she was going to keep this one.

Letting out a breath, she looked over to the last walker that was being held back by the tiki torch. She wished she had another high heel. Delaney looked between the woman and Rhys, unsure of what to do. Why hadn't she taken her shoe back from the zombie? She moved back to get out of the way of everyone fighting when her bare feet slipped on some blood, causing her to fall back on the ground. Delaney fell hard on her rear and she hissed out in pain, the keys flying out of her hand. She swore under her breath as her eyes followed the keys. They landed on the other side of the pool, just out of reach of the elevators. "I lost the keys!"

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Trixiana

Trixiana

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Name

Trixiana Budalare

Race

Elf

Gender

Female

Age

82

Appearance

Long, ashen blonde hair falls all the way to her mid back, which is usually held back from her face by a leather brace. Bright blue eyes that can pierce your soul and weaken any man. Trixiana is a rather short elf, standing at a meek 5'6. It helps her to blend in with the humans and makes her blend in with others as long as her pointed ears are covered. She has a marking of her tribe branded in the middle of her forehead and a tattoo along her left upper arm. Her clothes are usually made of leather. Her arm braces, leather pants, leather top. Anything she could make from animal hide.

Personality

Arrogant to a fault. She is good at what she does, and she is very aware of that. Trixiana can be sweet and considerate to those in need, but deadly and swift with those she believes needs to be taken care of. She has a bright laugh and loves to just chill out, despite her deadly aura. When in predator mode, danger spills from her veins and her ice turns cold. She doesn't care if her prey is a commoner or a royal. She will take on any job for the right amount of money.

Background

Having been raised by gentle parents, Trixiana had a great life growing up. She was the apple of her father's eye and was doted on by her mother. Then one day her parents went on an outing to the kingdom and never came back. Trixiana was convinced somebody had targeted them, and so her anger for the kingdom began. She had been on her own since the tender age of ten and had to learn how to fend for herself. That was when she had stolen a bow and some arrows from a market by the kingdom. She taught herself how to use the bow and arrow and was soon able to get her own food without having to steal it.
It was when she was nineteen years old that she had been caught by one of the market guards. Instead of turning her in, he saw promise in her. Turned out he was against the kingdom as well. The guard took Trixiana in under his wing and taught her how to throw daggers. He then introduced her to the world of killing for a few coins. Ever since that day, she had been known to take out anyone for a baggie. Her reputation got to be huge around the kingdom, only going by the nickname of the Piercer. All of her prey had been left with a single pierced hole in their bodies. It wasn't until she took the wrong job one day. Guards had surrounded her and was convinced she didn't work alone, as she was too pretty looking and small to be considered deadly.

Talents

Archery, throwing daggers.

Flaws

Not very good at hand to hand combat due to her small nature. Can be quickly overpowered by someone larger than her.

Equipment

Bow, quiver, arrows, three daggers

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