Yeah, good to see you too @MonsieurShade. Seems like the site has been through quite the editing since I was here last time.
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It hadn't been that exciting day for Zanny so far... though that was mostly due of her still sleeping over the early afternoon on the roof of an apartment building. When not in habitable spots of the city, she preferred outside at her campsites greatly... mostly due of no-one else thinking the same way. Sure, the cover from rain was nice, but then you also had competition. Zanny really couldn't handle competition as there were people who were good in what they did and then the people who would be biting dust due of the former people... and as much as Zanny didn't want to think of that, she was most certainly deep in the second department.
The snoring came to abrupt stop as the sun had reached to her eyelevel, Zanny grunting annoyed for a moment before sitting up, her back cracking a little from the movement after the rather uncomfortable spot. She was muddy, wet from the damp atmosphere, dirty... it would seem about time to get a bit of break and go back to the town. Then again, Zanny had been only gathering a little scrap from her few days, not nearly enough to let her have a hot meal, let alone a safe roof, or some clean water. Getting on her feet, Zanny looked down to the half collapsed blocks around her, taking a couple of looks in case of 'opportunities' as she called them. She wasn't too fond of a simple murder, but desperate times called desperate measures, and she got quite the vantage point to take out some lonely scavenger with backpack full of goodies down the street.
The snoring came to abrupt stop as the sun had reached to her eyelevel, Zanny grunting annoyed for a moment before sitting up, her back cracking a little from the movement after the rather uncomfortable spot. She was muddy, wet from the damp atmosphere, dirty... it would seem about time to get a bit of break and go back to the town. Then again, Zanny had been only gathering a little scrap from her few days, not nearly enough to let her have a hot meal, let alone a safe roof, or some clean water. Getting on her feet, Zanny looked down to the half collapsed blocks around her, taking a couple of looks in case of 'opportunities' as she called them. She wasn't too fond of a simple murder, but desperate times called desperate measures, and she got quite the vantage point to take out some lonely scavenger with backpack full of goodies down the street.
Name: Refers to herself as 'Zanny', or 'Zap' to closer contacts.
Appearance:
Race: Human
Occupation: unoccupied.
Life style: Opportunist, survivalist.
Age: 22
Skill Set: Lockpicks, Sneak, Medicine, Small guns.
Perks: Thief, Scoundrel, Fortune finder, Rad resistance, Night person, Light step, Silent running.
Weapons of choice: Ak-47 assault rifle.
Outfit: As in the image above. The 'ears' of the skull has been taped in and made of plastic. The helmet add-ons tend to vary from what she can find for her style.
Addiction: Gambling problem.
Appearance:
Race: Human
Occupation: unoccupied.
Life style: Opportunist, survivalist.
Age: 22
Skill Set: Lockpicks, Sneak, Medicine, Small guns.
Perks: Thief, Scoundrel, Fortune finder, Rad resistance, Night person, Light step, Silent running.
Weapons of choice: Ak-47 assault rifle.
Outfit: As in the image above. The 'ears' of the skull has been taped in and made of plastic. The helmet add-ons tend to vary from what she can find for her style.
Addiction: Gambling problem.
Name: Refers to herself as 'Zanny', or 'Zap' to closer contacts.
Appearance:
Race: Human
Occupation: unoccupied.
Life style: Opportunist, survivalist.
Age: 22
Skill Set: Lockpicks, Sneak, Medicine, Small guns.
Perks: Thief, Scoundrel, Fortune finder, Rad resistance, Night person, Light step, Silent running.
Weapons of choice: Ak-47 assault rifle.
Outfit: As in the image above. The 'ears' of the skull has been taped in and made of plastic. The helmet add-ons tend to vary from what she can find for her style.
Addiction: Gambling problem.
Appearance:
Race: Human
Occupation: unoccupied.
Life style: Opportunist, survivalist.
Age: 22
Skill Set: Lockpicks, Sneak, Medicine, Small guns.
Perks: Thief, Scoundrel, Fortune finder, Rad resistance, Night person, Light step, Silent running.
Weapons of choice: Ak-47 assault rifle.
Outfit: As in the image above. The 'ears' of the skull has been taped in and made of plastic. The helmet add-ons tend to vary from what she can find for her style.
Addiction: Gambling problem.
1. Name: Goes as 'Susanne Moss' when needing to sign something for humans. Native name is Gharnlih, 'Gal' to keep it short as she is not too proud of her full name.
2. Age: 22
3. Occupation: Guest
4. Race: Boogey(wo)man
5. Appearance: The first of two images describes her current outfit. Gal Looks like a rather normal human when contact with light, natural or not. When any part of her body is in enough darkness, it will form into her actual appearance in the second image, with or without her consent. Likes to keep the hood on as light to her eyes gives her headache.
6. Personality: Prefers to keep distance through humor to equals, through intimidation to 'inferiors', liking a bit of act, or melodrama when she sees fit. Not having that much dread in her life has made Gal to take nothing too seriously, and being grown in a less than ideal environment has grown Gal to have poor manner and poor language.... Charming.
7. Bio: Gal was born and raised boogeyman, and damn proud of it. Being travelling along with the group her parents were in until turning 19, she turned fond of the Scandinavian Climates, and the short day especially during fall and winter. It gave her more than enough time to 'store' enough strength for the summer. Her place to live changed from lonely elders house to another where she would scare them to literal death, looking as natural heart attack in aftermath, moving out when neighbors were starting to get worried of the smell. However, now there has been a bit of incident and as Gal needs to escape the heat from a bit of exposure, she finds the Hotel Transylvania ideal place.
((Might need a bit of editing, haven't done this in a loong while.))
2. Age: 22
3. Occupation: Guest
4. Race: Boogey(wo)man
5. Appearance: The first of two images describes her current outfit. Gal Looks like a rather normal human when contact with light, natural or not. When any part of her body is in enough darkness, it will form into her actual appearance in the second image, with or without her consent. Likes to keep the hood on as light to her eyes gives her headache.
6. Personality: Prefers to keep distance through humor to equals, through intimidation to 'inferiors', liking a bit of act, or melodrama when she sees fit. Not having that much dread in her life has made Gal to take nothing too seriously, and being grown in a less than ideal environment has grown Gal to have poor manner and poor language.... Charming.
7. Bio: Gal was born and raised boogeyman, and damn proud of it. Being travelling along with the group her parents were in until turning 19, she turned fond of the Scandinavian Climates, and the short day especially during fall and winter. It gave her more than enough time to 'store' enough strength for the summer. Her place to live changed from lonely elders house to another where she would scare them to literal death, looking as natural heart attack in aftermath, moving out when neighbors were starting to get worried of the smell. However, now there has been a bit of incident and as Gal needs to escape the heat from a bit of exposure, she finds the Hotel Transylvania ideal place.
((Might need a bit of editing, haven't done this in a loong while.))
Even that Triana just sat there, her back straight and arms crossed in front of her chest, it didn't take superpowers to realize she was being stared at after a while, she turned her head to the side a little to see Absinthe just staring her like into a void. As the girl suddenly snapped out of it, Triana turned her head a little more to the side to look at her better. "It's alright... wouldn't be the first time." she said. "I guess I always have to hold the burden of awkward first impressions with this outfit. Would probably change it..." she said, but didn't continue her sentence, as she turned her head back towards the teachers.
Triana followed everyone else, though was far from amused of the 'forced friend games' that these double desks showed out. She wasn't exactly in the mood for morale lifters, but it wasn't like she had choice in matter. As all desks already had one guy or girl sitting already, Triana made the hard choice of who to sit with... and then decided to go to the back along Absinthe, not wanting to be weird by looking at her, but just focusing herself on what the teachers would have to say when they all got seated.
So I'll be going at friends place now, so I probably won't be in 24 hour posting schedule today. I'll be back tomorrow.
Triana had sat down for a moment to observe the rest of the class... it was good to have something bit more experimental for a change... not even speaking about the failure state having punishments, but this was starting to look. She didn't know what to think. Triana wasn't one to complain but it was quite elementary. It also got her a little scared, realizing a lot of these people not only had skills that were rather 'effective' but that she had hoped that at least there was some sense around here... then again, Triana was never that good with thinking first impressions.
Triana did keep her eyes strictly on the showcase though. She didn't want any kind of information about these people slip out of her sight now that it was being shown, being blind to anything else surrounding her.
Triana did keep her eyes strictly on the showcase though. She didn't want any kind of information about these people slip out of her sight now that it was being shown, being blind to anything else surrounding her.
"In what?" Triana said but suddenly was reminded of something she had heard themm talking about just before walking in through the busted door... powers. "Oh... yeah, sure." she said, wondering what she could do to be at least somewhat impressive without breaking anything... or herself. "It's just a little adrenaline boost. Not that impressive if you're not wanting to catch a bus." she said casually, as she bent her knees and then pushed herself forward. Her body on arch across the entire gym as her legs had pushed her body to enormous leap, making her land with a roll to get on her knees. It was far from perfect leap but at least it did show out her strength.
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