Silver Carrot

Parahumans: Earth Drega

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PRT Headquarters, 8:56am
June 19th, 2021

Faith watched Landon sit up with more confidence and as such look visibly taller. His wings also stopped subconscioualy covering him as much. He was still a little nervous which let Faith breathe a sigh of relief. He must have some natural resistance to her power. If she'd have made that mistake with mom or dad, they'd never have worried about anything ever again for their entire lives, even if it was something they genuinely needed to worry about. She couldn't afford to slip up like that again. She needed to be much more careful. Her own slight nerves in introducting herself to strangers had caused her to start rambling. Faith could not afford to ramble. Every single sentence out of her mouth needed a great deal of thought, attention and care put behind it.

He was hesitating slightly in answering her, and this gave her the opportunity to look at him properly. his forearms and lower legs were green and scaly, ending in talons like an anthropomorphic bird of some kind. The rest of him was feathers and fur. She wasn't sure his his head resembled a canine or a giant bat. The fur was thick enough to obscure all of his facial features besides his eyes, and when he opened it, his mouth. It was a combination that should in theory look scary and intimidating. But with Landon's body language and behaviour, it all just made him look more like a pup. During this time another blonde girl walked in with a tight black catsuit and a white cocktail dress over it. She sat down without a word to anyone. Faith thought that costume was a little...indecent, but kept that to herself.

Landon finally gave her his reply, tripping over his words as he gave her both his code name and first name. He then gave a groan of embarrasment and hid himself back inside his wings again. After a beat, Faith gave a slight, quiet giggle. She felt relieved and comforted that she didn't stand out in this group. One of her bigger fears when she'd agreed to join was that she would be in a group full of trained, serious kids who had no time or patience to humor the green new girl. She placed a reassuring hand on one of his wings.

"Well, it's very nice to meet you, Landon," she greeted with a relaxed, casual cheerfulness. "My code name is Decree. Do you-"

She was about to ask a question, but it completely slipped her mind never to be found again when after the seemingly last girl arrived, quite late too, the adults addressed her, followed by everybody else. There was apparently supposed to yet one more coming, but she had apparently not showed up. One of the adults then placed a decide on the coffee table, which glowed before leaving behind several small devices. One for each other them, she assumed, though she hadn't been keeping a strict count of everybody in the room.

When Axiom started explaining what they were, Faith took her hand off Landon's wing, and got to her feet, staring at the devices. These earpieces blocked her powers? So even if she accidentally slipped up in the future, she wouldn't be altering the free will of her friends. Or in extreme cases, altering who they were as people. Not this time. Not anymore. She was positively beaming with the unbridled joy of a child looking at the christmas present they asked Santa for.

There was a loud crash as the door was kicked open, causing Faith to jump and let out a very brief shriek. She turned round to see what the cause of the noise was. There was another teen, who looked very much likle a punk. This must be the ninth member they had been discussing. Faith instantly got the feeling they would not get along. She din't like this girl's attitude, or expression, or behaviour, or piercings. She looked to Landon and saw that the loud noise had caused some of his feathers to fly off and float down around him as he hid himself in his wings. Poor guy. Must not like loud sudden noises. Maybe his power made his hearing sensetive too. He didn't have human ears, after all. It had shocked Faith too. She was glad she hadn't picked one of the cases up, because she would definitely have dropped it.

Faith continued to silently watch Evie disapprovingly through her own white venetian mask as the ninth Ward walked into the room properly.

Parahumans: Earth Drega

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PRT HQ Ward Quarters, 8:07am
June 19th, 2021

Faith woke up from her bed in the Ward Quarters of the PRT Headquarters. Today was the day. She hadn't been able to sleep well. From the moment she was recruited, she had been back and forth from her home to this building several times. She was given a tour, a debriefing on what her new role would entail, and a little bit of combat training which did not go as well as anybody hoped. She had moved in permanently one week ago, so she could get used to this lifestyle.

It was Faith who had made the call to move out. She didn't want to rely on getting driven to work every day. That was not a particlarly....heroic entrance. Plus, while she was learning how to avoid using her powers and training herself off accidentally using commands in everyday speech, she'd made a lot of mistakes with her parents. They were now unnaturally nice, and it was all her fault. It was putting a strain on things. She no longer felt qualified to live with them for fear she'd make things worse. They trusted her too much, and were far too vulnerable to her powers. She would still visit them whenever she got the opportunity. Maybe during holidays. But otherwise she had effectively moved out.

She took a quick shower, dried and brushed her hair and did her makeup, before putting on her costume. She hadn't even worn this four times total in her life yet, and she still wasn't used to navigating this....dress. Oh well, it will probably come with practice. She was going to be putting it on a lot from now on, after all.

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PRT Headquarters, 8:46am
June 19th, 2021

The sixth Ward to enter the room, one minute later than intended (which Faith still counted as being on time. Most people accounted for a five minute grace period, right?). Faith entered the room. She had been in this room several times this past week to watch television in her free time, but she was usually alone. This room felt a lot more natural with more people in it, sitting on the couches and filling the space up. Faith was familiar with Grandmaster and Nightstalker, and had seen Axiom around though they'd never really spoken as Faith had not been given gadgets yet. The rest of the people in this room must be her teammates, then!

Faith's costume, being on the brigher side, was definitely standing out. There were two intense-looking boys in hooded cloaks, a girl in a more sci-fi bodysuit, and a boy with green skin and dark grey fur and feathers....not a lot of bright colors to go around. That may have influenced them when they designed and her costume soon after she joined.

Grandmaster hadn't made any move after she arrived. She was worried she may have been the last one here when she was running late from getting ready, but it looked like they were still waiting on more. She looked around, her eyes resting on Landon. Besides being by far the most eyecatching stranger in the room, he also seemed like the most approachable, if clearly nervous. She smiled and sat beside him.

"Nervous? She asked reassuredly. "Don't worry. I'm nervous too. I-"

She cut herself off as her eyes went wide with shock and she put her hand to her mouth, acting as if she'd just said something really bad. Strangely, he'd find himself calming down ever so slightly. It was as if all of his worries had shrunk just a little. They weren't gone entirely, however.

"Sorry, that was..." she shook her head, signed, and then smiled again, a little more sheepish this time. "I'll start over. My name's Faith. What's yours?"

Parahumans: Earth Drega

Decree

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Name: Faith Ashton
Cape Codename: Decree
Age: 16
Appearance: Faith is tall and skinny for her age, with a slightly pale complexion, golden blonde hair and bright green eyes. Her fashion sense is a strange mixture of ‘conservative church girl’ and ‘colourful hipster’. She is a particular fan of sweaters and turtlenecks, though also sometimes likes to wear overalls over a t-shirt. She typically wears either bright pastel colors, or a more mature and subdued color palette such as maroons and mauves, depending on the occasion.

Her hero costume resembles a dress, with toga-like elements in the method the cloth is bunched up at the top. It is white with golden gilded edges and highlights, giving her a divine yet Greco-Roman air. Covering the top half of her face is a white venetian mask

Personality: Faith is a girl standing at the edge of ‘being so normal that it’s slightly weird’. She is a church girl. A devout christian who’s faith in Jesus is unshakeable. Despite this, she takes the positive mantra of ‘love thy neighbour’ to heart and is always warm, kind, and ready to give anyone the benefit of the doubt. After all, it is God’s place to judge others, not her own.

She tends to take great care in what she says and will always say with a question or a statement what others might say with a command. She wants others to trust her and be open with her and she is well aware that the nature of her power is an obstacle in this.

Power Classification: Master 3/Stranger 2

Power Description:Faith’s power, which she refers to as ‘commands’, is that any command she makes influences everybody around her who heard the command. The brain naturally has a resistance to foreign ideas, so to total strangers unaware of her ability, any command that goes against that person’s nature is treated more like an intrusive thought by the brain and ignored. Those aware of her power are also unlikely to be swayed as they will naturally be looking out for any command spoken by Faith and will both consciously and subconsciously reject it.

Something that greatly affects the potency of her ability is trust. The more people trust her, the more susceptible they become to her commands. This means that by merely working together, her own teammates will become more vulnerable to obeying her commands as their rapport and team dynamics improve. The true scope and limit of her powers are unknown as most people are naturally guarded and cautious around her, but it’s theorised that her power has the poential to affect the subconscious of a subject who trusts her, or possibly even directly influence bodily functions. (eg. “stop feeling pain”)

Strengths:

• Demeanor: Faith is a warm, friendly presence who can reassure people and put them at ease.
• Way with words: Due to the care she needs to take with every sentence she utters, Faith can always find the right words for the occasion.
• Public speaker: Faith is a confident and inspiring public speaker and as such is a reliable PR representative for the team.

Weaknesses:

• Reluctance: Barring serious occasions when something is seriously at stake, Faith does not use her powers lightly.
• Untrained: Faith has no combat training or experience. She jogs as a hobby and was a cheerleader briefly so she’s not unfit, but she currently lacks the skills needed to fight the bad guys without her power.
• Pacifist: Faith does not like violence. Even if no other solutions present themselves, she has not yet hardened herself to the idea of harming another person, even indirectly.

History:Faith was born into and raised by a middle class Evangelical family on the ‘nicer’ side of Bridgewater. Her father was middle management for some corporation. Her mother worked on the sales team of the same company. That is in fact how they met; at work. Faith had two older brothers, and the whole family were devout christians.

Faith’s life was happy and uneventful right up until high school. One of her best friends was a closeted bisexual and when Faith refused to shun her, rumours began spreading that the two of them were in a relationship. The more Faith stood by her friend and refused to be swayed by peer pressure, the more fuel the gossip received. It all reached a crescendo when her friend was pressured by the class bullies that she in fact had a crush on Faith.

Faith still refused to abandon her friend, even from mounting pressure from her own family, who started to repeatedly question whether Faith was reciprocating those feelings. Her standing in the school was in tatters. Her friend tried to cut contact with Faith just to try to protect the both of them. Faith’s school life became actively miserable. Why couldn’t her friend just talk this out instead of running away? Why couldn’t her family listen to her.

Then, it Triggered.

One day she got into a screaming match with her mother and it all came out. After her tirade about everything that was happening at school, the effect it was having on herself and her friend, and her feelings regarding her own family not believing her own words, she ended the tirade with “please believe me.” And they did. She went to explain things to her father, and he believed her too. Her friend agreed to speak to her again and her classmates agreed to back off. Everyone had….done exactly what she told them to. Life appeared to return to normal but it didn’t take long for Fauth to realise something was very different.

After some experimentation, Faith gained a good understanding of how her power worked,Its applications and limitations. School life appeared to be going well on the surface, but her knowledge that she had artificially created this prosperity prevented her from being able to enjoy it. It was uncanny, and she constantly felt guilty for merely….having friends.

Being a Master/Stranger with the potential to mould the free will of those around her for her own benefit, it wasn’t long until the PRT contacted her. They ‘offered’ her the Cape gig, though the possibility of being taken into custody if she refused was more than implied. She accepted anyway. Being a Hero means being in the position to help people and make their lives better. Was there anything more Christian than that?

Parahumans: Earth Drega

Faith Ashton: Decree

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Name: Faith Ashton
Cape Codename: Decree
Age: 16
Appearance: Faith is tall and skinny for her age, with a slightly pale complexion, golden blonde hair and bright green eyes. Her fashion sense is a strange mixture of ‘conservative church girl’ and ‘colourful hipster’. She is a particular fan of sweaters and turtlenecks, though also sometimes likes to wear overalls over a t-shirt. She typically wears either bright pastel colors, or a more mature and subdued color palette such as maroons and mauves, depending on the occasion.

Her hero costume resembles a dress, with toga-like elements in the method the cloth is bunched up at the top. It is white with golden gilded edges and highlights, giving her a divine yet Greco-Roman air. Covering the top half of her face is a white venetian mask

Personality: Faith is a girl standing at the edge of ‘being so normal that it’s slightly weird’. She is a church girl. A devout christian who’s faith in Jesus is unshakeable. Despite this, she takes the positive mantra of ‘love thy neighbour’ to heart and is always warm, kind, and ready to give anyone the benefit of the doubt. After all, it is God’s place to judge others, not her own.

She tends to take great care in what she says and will always say with a question or a statement what others might say with a command. She wants others to trust her and be open with her and she is well aware that the nature of her power is an obstacle in this.

Power Classification: Master 3/Stranger 2

Power Description:Faith’s power, which she refers to as ‘commands’, is that any command she makes influences everybody around her who heard the command. The brain naturally has a resistance to foreign ideas, so to total strangers unaware of her ability, any command that goes against that person’s nature is treated more like an intrusive thought by the brain and ignored. Those aware of her power are also unlikely to be swayed as they will naturally be looking out for any command spoken by Faith and will both consciously and subconsciously reject it.

Something that greatly affects the potency of her ability is trust. The more people trust her, the more susceptible they become to her commands. This means that by merely working together, her own teammates will become more vulnerable to obeying her commands as their rapport and team dynamics improve. The true scope and limit of her powers are unknown as most people are naturally guarded and cautious around her, but it’s theorised that her power has the poential to affect the subconscious of a subject who trusts her, or possibly even directly influence bodily functions. (eg. “stop feeling pain”)

Strengths:

• Demeanor: Faith is a warm, friendly presence who can reassure people and put them at ease.
• Way with words: Due to the care she needs to take with every sentence she utters, Faith can always find the right words for the occasion.
• Public speaker: Faith is a confident and inspiring public speaker and as such is a reliable PR representative for the team.

Weaknesses:

• Reluctance: Barring serious occasions when something is seriously at stake, Faith does not use her powers lightly.
• Untrained: Faith has no combat training or experience. She jogs as a hobby and was a cheerleader briefly so she’s not unfit, but she currently lacks the skills needed to fight the bad guys without her power.
• Pacifist: Faith does not like violence. Even if no other solutions present themselves, she has not yet hardened herself to the idea of harming another person, even indirectly.

History:Faith was born into and raised by a middle class Evangelical family on the ‘nicer’ side of Bridgewater. Her father was middle management for some corporation. Her mother worked on the sales team of the same company. That is in fact how they met; at work. Faith had two older brothers, and the whole family were devout christians.

Faith’s life was happy and uneventful right up until high school. One of her best friends was a closeted bisexual and when Faith refused to shun her, rumours began spreading that the two of them were in a relationship. The more Faith stood by her friend and refused to be swayed by peer pressure, the more fuel the gossip received. It all reached a crescendo when her friend was pressured by the class bullies that she in fact had a crush on Faith.

Faith still refused to abandon her friend, even from mounting pressure from her own family, who started to repeatedly question whether Faith was reciprocating those feelings. Her standing in the school was in tatters. Her friend tried to cut contact with Faith just to try to protect the both of them. Faith’s school life became actively miserable. Why couldn’t her friend just talk this out instead of running away? Why couldn’t her family listen to her.

Then, it Triggered.

One day she got into a screaming match with her mother and it all came out. After her tirade about everything that was happening at school, the effect it was having on herself and her friend, and her feelings regarding her own family not believing her own words, she ended the tirade with “please believe me.” And they did. She went to explain things to her father, and he believed her too. Her friend agreed to speak to her again and her classmates agreed to back off. Everyone had….done exactly what she told them to. Life appeared to return to normal but it didn’t take long for Fauth to realise something was very different.

After some experimentation, Faith gained a good understanding of how her power worked,Its applications and limitations. School life appeared to be going well on the surface, but her knowledge that she had artificially created this prosperity prevented her from being able to enjoy it. It was uncanny, and she constantly felt guilty for merely….having friends.

Being a Master/Stranger with the potential to mould the free will of those around her for her own benefit, it wasn’t long until the PRT contacted her. They ‘offered’ her the Cape gig, though the possibility of being taken into custody if she refused was more than implied. She accepted anyway. Being a Hero means being in the position to help people and make their lives better. Was there anything more Christian than that?

Parahumans: Earth Drega

I'm interested in this if you're still open! Not familiar with the source material but I think I'll be able to catch up

The power idea that immediately came to mind was a Trump power when my character can copy the powers of those near her by proximity and/or touch but her versions are much weaker than the original. The twist is that she can hold several at once

My other loose idea at the moment is a character that can emit electromagnetic radiation from their body (possibly just their eyes). This can include the spectrum of light, as well as infrared, radio-scrambling and microwaves

Children of the Otherworld - An Isekai Story

They are making their way there together. That's not a bad idea!

Children of the Otherworld - An Isekai Story

It hasn't snowed here yet but it's getting very icy.

Also, do we need NoCo for the next Tiffania post?

The Hourglass Order

Lhoren

Lhoren Faith Ashdale

“At this Academy, where we all came from isn’t as important as where we all choose to go next.”

17 | Female | Perrench | Noble | 7.23

P E R S O N A L I T Y

❖ [Warm ]
❖ [Outgoing ]
❖ [Socially Awkward ]
❖ [Polite ]
❖ [Considerate ]

Lhoren is a girl who’s still playing catchup with the teenage development that would come from having the social life she missed out on. She puts on the air of the polite, eloquent noble without realising, and is well-educated. This leads to an unusual dichotomy where she appears mature for her age at first glance but is immature for her age in other aspects, when it comes to the art of casual conversation. Despite all, she is a good-natured and well-meaning, kind girl who almost always means well despite her naivete.

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

With her pale, clear skin, her soft, shiny flowing white hair and her bright amethyst eyes, Lhoren is an eyecatching girl. Not the kind of girl that would often be called cute or hot. Not as much ‘appealing’ or ‘attractive’, as beautiful and pretty like a doll. More something to be admired than interacted with.

Even when not wearing a dress or corset, Lhoren’s casual attire betrays her noble status. She is very fond of frilly smocks and blouses with flowy sleeves, and her skirts , outside of uniform, never seem to go higher than just above knee-length yet never lower than mid-shin

L A N G U A G E S

Perrench: Native - Fluent - Verbal and Written
Enthish: Native - Fluent - Verbal and Written
Avincian: Learned - Fluent - Verbal and Written
Revidian: Learned - Advanced - Verbal and Written
Eskandish: Learned - Intermediate - Verbal only

T H E G I F T

Lhoren has never received specialist or military training of any kind, but her private tutorage did include being tutored on magic, of which she was gifted. She preferred to use simple spells frequently, for long periods of time, and at any convenience permitted. This has led to her deftness and finesse with minute control over her favourite spells and spell combinations being a lot higher than ordinary.

Primary Mana Type - Black Blood
Secondary Mana Type - Thunderchild

Magnetic - 5 (Speciality: Attract and Repel)
Kinetic - 4 (Specialty: Deadstop and Displaced Strike.)
Arcane - 2
Chemical - 2
Binding - 1

B A C K G R O U N D

The Ashdales were one of the richest and most important families of nobles in Barrowton. A big secret to this was that they had a secret; They were conspiring with Perrence against mainland Enth. They would trade in secrets, military plans, rumours of significant weight and credibility. Any information their liaison wanted to know. They also facilitated the mutual asylum of important allies to their cause to and from Barrowton. When this was found out, they themselves left Barrowton and sought asylum in Southern Perrence. This left Barrowton with a severe power vacuum, and missing most of its money. But they didn’t care.

Lhoren was only one year old during this time, and as such was registered and raised as a Perrench citizen. She was a bright child. Intelligent, beautiful and elegant, yet keen to learn. She wanted to connect with the people around her, especially those her own age, but was always treated as an outcast by everybody. To her fellow Perrench nobles, she was an Enthish-by-blood daughter of treacherous snakes. To the children of the city itself, she was a spoiled, rotten noble. So she never truly made friends growing up.

M O T I V A T I O N

The last thing Lhoren wants to be is her parents. She has no interest in willingly engaging in the slimy side of politics. She doesn’t want to line her own pockets selling secrets. As a noble, she hasn’t exactly given thought to what kind of role she does want out of life but that’s one of the things she has come to the academy with intent to discover.

In terms of short term goals, one thing Lhoren seeks out above all else is connections with her peers. More than just that, she wants friends who won’t judge her solely on her nobility, her family history or her Enthish blood.

I N V E N T O R Y

The contents of Lhoren’s dorm room aren’t too alien for a girl her age; makeup, a dressing table, hair brushes and accessories, a full wardrobe and drawers packed with an assortment of different clothes and outfits. The one thing that might not be a common item is a rectangular mahogany box underneath her bed that contains a perrench rapier; a ‘good luck’ gift from her old fencing teacher.

S T R E N G T H S & S K I L L S

❖Fencing
❖Dance
❖Languages
❖Noble Etiquette
❖Has a hidden cunning side

W E A K N E S S E S & F L A W S

❖Awkward in casual conversation
❖Has no actual combat experience
❖Has no experience in diplomacy
❖Is hesitant to do anything that she worries makes her remotely ‘like her parents’

'Reincarnated as an Otome Game's Villainess'; the RP

@Xaltwind

These are all great questions. Not a single one I even had a word of answers to before I started typing this lol.

We could brainstorm a lot of this together if you'd like. I want something more on the low fantasy end of the spectrum, something more akin to the typical otome game. No other sentient races besides maybe Elves or Beastkin. There are monsters. There is a rudimentary magic system, probably based on the four elements + dark + light and everyone only gets one/affinity for one besides the Heroine and/or Villainess who get two. Culturarlly, it's your standard "18th-19th century Aristocratic Europe" flavoured Otome setting

Children of the Otherworld - An Isekai Story

As Oriel was playing around in her menu, she listened intently to the conversation between the Elf and the priestess. So, they can get more skills, though the answer of exactly how was a little vague. Obviously experience was going to make them stronger, and taking on quests was the most efficient way of gaining experience. Of course, Oriel's priority right now wasn't getting more skills when she couldn't even utilise the ones she had. Some of her skills mentioned passive buffs to her strength and magic, so the first things Oriel needed besides finding her tree, were spells and equipment. That was probably true of the Elf as well going by the questions she was asking. 'Where do we go from here? What do we do?' We can do anything we want!

Oriel had to pause and let that thought truly sink in. This wasn't a weekend. She didn't need to study, or go to work today, tomorrow or even in a few week's time. She could literally do anything she wanted...provided it was ideally in or near nature....after she found her tree...and unless there really was some kind of larger purpose they'd been sommoned here for. Okay, so she wasn't totally free. Plus she wasn't even human now. She was a fae. It only felt right that she did fae things. But...she didn't just want to live in a secluded forest clearing waiting for visitors to make faustian bargains with. She didn't have to be alone this time.

Just as she was thinking this, the Elf asked the group if anyone wanted to join her in visiting the adventuer's guild.

"Sure! I'll come with you!" Oriel replied, cheerfully. She stopped and massagecd her throat in confusion. Was that her new voice? It suited a Fae, she guessed, but it didn't have to be so high and squeaky.

She gave her wings some more flaps and managed a very shaky hover which let her maintain eye level with the Elf. A whole new set of appendages she'd never had before weren't the easiest thing to control, but she wouldn't get better without a lot of practice. Most of her current success was purely down to the natural instict this body had.

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QUEST/SIDEQUEST

Primary Quest(s): Nature Bound - INCOMPLETE
Sidequest(s):

• Name character - COMPLETE
• Visit the Adventurer's Guild - INCOMPLETE

INVENTORY

Equip: