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@Ulstermann, @POOHEAD189, @Fat controller, @BlackPanther, @Damo021, @December; hey guys..! Just checking in to see where we're all at CS wise; once we each get our CS' done, we can start with the fun..! ^w^

@Voltus_Ventus; Martin is looking really good so far, I'm really looking forward to seeing the final product..! :'D
@KatherinWinter; just because you said "don't feel bad", doesn't mean I'm not going to feel like crap after reading that. I was trying to be nice, and to open myself up to you and the rest of the group; only to be told I'm now going to be the one person you avoid, just because of my skill level...

Sorry, but it's hard to take that in anyway that isn't going to make me feel like shit...

If you're stuck in the mindset that you've peaked already, and aren't willing to even try; then yeah, theres no hope. But you learn and grow by actually doing things; by testing yourself and pushing your limits. So why not istead of just shoving my name on a list of people who you refuse to interact with, you actually try.

Don't pass judgement on me, and don't punish my characters because you think you can't keep up with my writing. That's not right.
@KatherinWinter; I'm sorry..!!

When Cait and I collab together, if our characters have good chemistry, we just... get carried away...

Now admittedly, I haven't read through all the posts... with 29 pages, and 579 posts... it would take me quite a bit of time; but please, please, never think that you haven't grown as a writer. From what I've heard, you've done remarkably in growing your own style as a writer, and you should be proud of that, no matter what.

I never used to be any good; I went from being a person who used to write anything from one word and one liners, to writing paragraphs upon paragraphs... and sometimes, that's just my characters going through internal thought. It took me years to develop my style; and even now, I keep evolving it- both my posts, and my CS'. We learn and grow every day; and please, please, if you feel like you haven't made much progress, remember that even if you don't necessarily see it yourself... others who care about you do.

I don't know you very well yet, and I hope I'm not stepping out of bounds by saying any of this; but I can't wait to roleplay with you, I'm looking forward to seeing what fun we can all accomplish together, and if you ever want our characters to interact at anytime, I'm more than happy to do so..! :'3



Amayia Hel


Location: The Front Gate; The Academy.
Post In Collaboration With: None.
Interacting With: Phoebe Wayne-Isley (@Caits).





Her brother was going to die.

Lifting her hand up from where it hung lazily by her side, Amayia ran her hand over her forehead, and back over her long and braided dark locks of hair, pushing the stray strands off her face as she continued on her path; the two large trunks with a good majority of her possessions in it following, bobbing along behind her as though held up by invisible strings. This was crap… sent off to some Academy for-... for mortals because of something that her brother had done. It was ridiculous; and for that, her brother was going to pay. Llyr had completely and utterly ruined any chance for her to live a normal and happy life with the man she had fallen in love with; now she was going to ruin his life- an eye for an eye… a life for a life…

It was as simple as that.

Tightening her hold over the handle of her father’s old scepter, she slowed her pace, her attention lifting until her dark gaze was able to rest upon the imposing structure of the Academy standing tall before her very eyes. So this was it, huh..? This was meant to be her fresh start..? Pathetic; she would have rather stayed in the torment of Asgard than have to deal with the mortals who believed themselves good enough to mingle with the likes of her kind. The mere thought was cringe worthy- how her father and mother ever expected her to live in the filth that was Earth was far beyond her comprehension.

Of course the mortal world had its… charms; but it wasn’t home. It wasn’t Asgard. Her attention drawn away from the buildings before her at the gentle flash of red, Amayia allowed her gaze to wander, eventually bringing it to a stop on a young mortal woman standing patiently by the large gates separating her from the school.

“..a welcoming party..? How… quaint…”


۵ ۞ ۵





x x


"𝐼'𝓂 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌𝓃 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝒷𝑒𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓆𝓊𝒾𝓉𝑒 𝓋𝑒𝓍𝒾𝓃𝑔... 𝐼'𝓂 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝑒𝓌𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓎𝑜𝓊."





𝒢𝑒𝓃𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓁 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃

x x


Alias:
Princess.

Name:
Carley Quinn.

Real Name:
Carlene Quinnzel-Valeska.

Nick-Names:
Carley, Carls, Carley-Girl.

Gender:
Female.

Species:
Human (That We Know Of).

Occupation:
Student.

Place Of Origin:
Gotham City.

Age:
Eighteen Years Old.

Birthday:
1st of April (April Fools Day).

Personal Philosophy:
"It's not a party until there's blood on the walls".





𝑅𝑒𝓁𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓅 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃

x x


Relationship Status:
Single.

Sexuality:
Bisexual.

Partner:
None.

Father:
Jerome Valeska (The Joker).

Mother:
Harleen Quinnzel (Harley Quinn).

Siblings:
Jerome Quinnzel-Valeska (Twin Brother).

Pets:
Carley has a beautiful pet hyena that she likes to call Stew; given to her by her father as a means to try and piss her off, though it quickly became clear that his plan backfired... again.





𝒫𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓁 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃

x x


Personality:
♦ Extremely Pushy ♦ Highly Intelligent ♦ Easily Bored ♦ Quick To Please ♦ Exceedingly Flirtatious ♦ Slightly Psychopathic ♦ Quite Blunt ♦

Loving a life filled with complete chaos and utter anarchy, Carley is always pushing things to their very limit- provoking people left, right and center; and always doing her best to prove to them that the rest of the world is just as sick, and as twisted as she is. Living free and ever completely within the moment, Carley is well known for making most, if not all of her decisions based solely on how she feels in that very moment; making her extremely unpredictable, and quite changeable because of this. Easily bored, and craving for both excitement and stimulation in her life; Carley rarely ever thinks things through before acting, unable to just sit idly while life passes her by. Always needing to be doing something, no matter what it is, Carley is willing - even eager - to accept physical torture and pain in order to prove her love for her twin brother, Jerome; some of her most happiest of moments coming from the thrill of their many crime sprees throughout the city of Gotham.

Though the details and purpose about the academy in general don't interest her in the least, Carley will do what they want purely because it produces results: she isn't in Arkham Asylum. She's being rewarded in a way- and she is with her brother. That's all that matters to her. Jumping at the chance to show her love for Jerome, and to make her parents proud, because it's something that she can physically do; Carley doesn't like to just sit and laze around when things have to be done- she takes action. Able to fight effectively without any official formal training, Carley more times than none chooses to just improvise within her environment to get the job done; and whether this may be in a group, or own her own, she simply doesn't care.

Still just a girl at heart; whenever it's seen that Carley is in monumental emotional pain, she swallows it back the moment other people are there, choosing not to show her true emotions. They're hers, and hers alone. With a strong sense of identity; Carley has no problem accepting who she is as a villain- it's the path that she chose, and she is utterly unapologetic about it. Not attempting to moralize her choices in life like others around her do; she is what she is, and her sense of morality is based purely around her own feelings of what's right, and what's wrong, strongly influenced by not only her brother, but also her parents.

Not at all affirming; Carley is blunt- she doesn't care what anyone thinks about her. Ultimately, the only thing, or person that matters to her is her brother, Jerome. Thinking very little about the future, Carley doesn't bother looking ahead to the consequences of her life of crime; rather looking forward to the thrill and pleasure that come from the path she has chosen.

Likes:
✔ Total chaos and anarchy.
✔ Her twin brother, Jerome.
✔ Hyena's; especially Stew.
✔ The voices in her head.
✔ Teddy bears and dolls.
✔ Playing games with people.
✔ Her mother's lullaby.
✔ Being the new Queen of crime.

Dislikes:
✘ The Batman.
✘ Arkham Asylum.
✘ Being away from her brother.
✘ That stupid bat.
✘ Being underestimated.
✘ People messing with her friends.
✘ Being told what she can and can't do.
✘ Batsy, Batsy, Batsy..!

Hobbies:
Nice long walks on the beach... Pfft, what do you think..? Causing trouble of course..!

Strengths:
۞ Toxic Immunity- Carley, much like her mother before her, is immune to most types of toxins or poisons including Joker Venom and Poison Ivy's touch.
۞ Resilience- Much like her twin brother, Jerome, Carley has a strong resistance to physical injury, or beatings; though she does feel pain, and continual fighting will get through to her eventually.
۞ Genius-Level Intelligence- Carley is an extremely intelligent young woman, having a genius-level I.Q. of 142.
۞ Gymnastics- Extremely flexible, Carley is considered to be a rather spectacular gymnast, always seeming to be compared to her mother when it comes to their skill.
۞ Psychology- More like her mother than anyone else in the family, Carley has a love for biological science, psychiatry and psychology; and is very well versed in each area thanks to having learned from the best.

Weaknesses:
☠ Jerome Jr.- Having a strong and unbreakable love for her twin brother, Jerome, Carley is willing to do anything within her power to make him happy, see him smile, and to keep him safe.
☠ Wild Card- Extremely emotional, Carley tends to make all her choices strictly depending on how she feels in that moment; causing her to act first, and think later.
☠ No Boundaries- Much like her brother, having grown up under the influence of their parents, Carley has no sense of personal boundaries or other, and therefore has no qualms about crossing them.
☠ Cartoons- Just... don't ever try and take her cartoons away from her...

Biography:
Brought into the world, and knowing she would never be alone; there was nothing in life that Carley wanted growing up that she didn't get handed to her. Raised by mummy Quinn and daddy Jay as Gotham's newest (yet slightly crazed) little Princess; Carley, like her brother, led a life of pure bliss and utter indulgence.

Whatever they wanted, they got. And whatever they did, they did it together.

As long as the both of them were side by side, there was nothing they couldn't do..!

So, needless to say that when they got into a spot of trouble with the Batsy, they were given a choice; Arkham Asylum, or The Academy. For the twins of Gotham, it was a no brainer; and Carley more than happily volunteered herself to be packed up and shipped off to the nut-house her parents had frequented throughout their lives.

Turned out, it wasn't a choice.

Stuck going to some stupid Academy full of goody-two-shoes heroes, Carley dutifully stays close to her brother's side, waiting for the day he gives the all clear for their big escape, and having as much fun as she can in the process.





𝒪𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃

x x


Other:
It is never a good idea to try and separate Carley from her cartoons; the last person having done so losing an ear...





𝒯𝒽𝑒𝓂𝑒 𝒮𝑜𝓃𝑔

x x


Theme Song:
"Voices In My Head" by Nerd Out.


@December; done and done..! Glad to have you here..!
@Mercenary Lord; my interest in the roleplay is as strong as ever- I love it. I love the characters, the story-line, everything; on my end, I see nothing wrong or worth fixing :'3



Juliette Morrison


Location: Ghal-Priyam; Holloway Co.
Post In Collaboration With: None.
Interacting With: Luna Stevenson (@Caits), Constance Holloway (@Atrophy) ,Collin Becker, Edward Samick, and Maxine Holloway (@Mercenary Lord) and Raymond Rahlei.





“..Raymond..!”

The sound of the now ever familiar voice, the warmth of his arms once more wrapping around her lithe frame; and before she could so much as whisper another word, the two of them were headed towards the door, away from the group, and in turn, away from the woman who had forced the both of them apart not a mere twenty or so minutes beforehand. Her soft blue eyes fluttering to a close, Juliette leant herself further into his embrace, her head resting lightly against his shoulder as he led her further away from the presence of others, and instead into the privacy of the hallway.

“Juliette..! Are you alright..? What did she want..? She didn’t do anything to you, did she..?”

Her body turned to face his once they had come to a stop, she lifted her head up, her soft pink lips parting ever so slightly from one another as she shook her head, unsure about just where it was that she was meant to even begin…

She didn’t want to get married… at least, not to Arn- she wanted to marry for love. To someone she knew for certain that she had feelings for; someone who had feelings for her in return… She wanted to marry someone who was going to love her, for just being her… Lifting her arms up, she reached out to where she could feel his body pressing against her own, her hands coming to a gentle rest over the front of his chest as she shook her head, doing what she could to let him know that she was alright… at least as alright as she could be…

“..R-Raymond, I-...”

Her words cut off by the sound of the male outsiders voice, Juliette turned her head, her fingers curling gently over the front of Raymond’s top as she searched in the direction she could hear their names being called from, and not a few moments later they were once more on the move, slowly (and albeit reluctantly) following after the rest of the group they had been pulled into- they were leaving..? Relief washed through her very being at the thought. The sooner she was away from the Holloway Company, the better it was going to be; though the nagging thoughts of what was to come continued to tug away at the back of her mind.

..how could things have become so complicated, so quickly..?
OOO, me..! Me..! Choose me..!! -waves hands in the air-
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