WanderBug

Police Detective RP

This sounds awesome! Interested :)

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still here, posting later today

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Kevin: hey hurry up

Ash: Yeah, I know. I’m packing food rn for the both of us.

Kevin: yay cool. also idk if i told you but there’s a party at the park tonight

Kevin: everyone else is going too!!! also there will be booooooozeeee

Ash: lol sounds good; I’ve wanted to get out for a while.

Kevin: ur the best BRO

Ash: haha I am.

Ash turned off the screen of his phone and tucked it in his pockets. He packed the cooked rice into separate tupperware containers and topped it with stir fry, tendrils of steam rising from the meat and vegetables. He looked at the food with pride before putting it away in his bag, and grabbed the keys from the counter before rushing out. He jogged down the stairs of his apartment and into the parking lot, where his car, navy and matte, waited for him. He slid his hand on its metallic roof with fondness as he maneuvered to the front seat; a gift from his older brother, the car was the first thing he could really call his own. It was a part of his identity.

Throwing his pack in the passenger’s seat, he turned on the engine and sped away. The drive to Kevin’s was a short one, almost walking distance, but it was on the way to school so the arrangement worked out. As Ash neared his destination, his phone rang and he silenced it with a click. He turned into the driveway of a modest house and put the car into park, before picking up his phone to type—

Ash: I’m here.

Kevin: kk

The front door opened, and Kevin rushed out, backpack flopping behind him. His friend looked like the picturesque All-American guy; personable and handsome—strong lines in the right places with a winning smile and dusky skin. Grinning, Ash leaned over the grip and opened the passenger door.

“Hey, dude.” Kevin said, smiling brightly as he pushed over Ash’s backpack and slid into the seat.

“Hey,” Ash replied as the engine roared to life. He turned to look over his shoulder as he backed out, “Sorry for taking so long. There’s stir fry in the bag."

“No, it’s fine.” Kevin rummaged through Ash’s bag, and pulled out on of the containers. As he lifted the lid, the aroma of cooked stir fry and fresh rice wafted into the car. His eyes widened and he looked at Ash with something like awe, “This is amazing. Is there anything you can’t do?"

“Nah,” Ash laughed and shoved his friend with an elbow, “You say that every time I bring you food. You should learn to cook something other than shitty cup noodle and eggs, bro.”

Kevin placed a hand over his heart in mock indigence, “Woah. I am sensing some hostile vibes here."

“It’s not my fault you can’t handle the truth.” Ash didn’t divert his gaze from the from the road, but struggled to keep a grin from overtaking his features.

“Wow, so rude."

“Only to you."

They chattered incessantly before pulling up into the school parking lot. Slinging their backpacks on, they walked quickly to their first class: Advanced Computer Science II. As they sped through the open aired hallways and well trodden shortcuts, Ash felt a muted glee spread from his feet to his torso to his arms to his head. It was the simple things—an embrace, a genuine smile, the knowledge that he was loved—that made him infinitely grateful.

VIGILANCE: To Whom Much Is Given (~RECRUITING~)

| NAME: |

Ashley Kim

| NICKNAME(S):|

Ash
Kim

| ALIAS(ES): |

(The) Weaver

| ABILITIES: |

Empath

His power is in line with the sublime state of collective consciousness (If you’ve ever watched Sense8, it’s the same idea).

1. At the most basic state, he’s very emphatically inclined to other living beings, able to grasp onto their feelings, motives, and subtleties. He’s also naturally good at persuading people to feel or think a certain way, although not to a perceived ‘supernatural’ extent—-like a natural social psychologist.

2. The more supernatural aspect of his powers comes in the form of accessing the collective consciousness in varying degrees. This implies various things; first, it means he can manipulate the minds of others (not only humans!) through inception—planting idea seeds, subtle pushes or pulls of thoughts, or strong implantations of emotions. Secondly, he can directly connect with other living beings, linking to their conscious in what is known as limbic resonance; the experience is likened to fusing two identities to become one, and can be a hugely personal/invasive or subtle experience, depending on context. He has the most influence on a person in this state, but the other being from doesn’t have the same access to his conscious self as he does, theirs. This is due to how the process works. Imagine it like this: a string represents a conscious, and in limbic resonance, his string coils around another, instead of melding into it. This means there will be some parts of his string that can’t be accessed by the other. To be clear, this is not a mental takeover; however, there are degrees of influence—-from merely seeing through another person's eyes to having their physical faculties be puppeteered if consented (this goes both ways). The applications of limbic resonance will be further explored/explained the more he uses it.

3. Weaknesses/Limitations: He can only be in limbic resonance with one living being at a time, and no longer than 1 minute for humans (longer for beings with a lesser conscious), although this can increase as his emotional intelligence and mental protection strengthens. The reason being, in limbic resonance, both participants are at risk of losing their senses of identity (which dangerously increases if he tries to exert too much of his will on another person or vice versa). Also, while in this state, his physical body is vulnerable, and he really can’t do much.

| SAMPLE POST: |

Ash picked at the various dishes with his chopsticks, and felt his stomach churn—-he didn’t want to be here. The red envelopes from the evening were limp in his pockets, and he wanted desperately to run away from the dinner table. As he watched his parents mingle with his siblings, Ash remembered why coming back was a bad idea; he lowered his head and shoved food in his mouth as fast as possible.

“Ashley, have some more noodles,” his mother chided.

He looked up and his lips thinned, ”No thank you.”

“Mom, his name is Ash,” his older brother chimed in from the left with an awkward smile.

“Right, that.” His mother laughed uneasily, as if indulging in a bad joke.

The atmosphere became frigid, and Ash glanced to his father, who continued eating as if nothing was happening. But he knew better-—his father was boiling underneath the curtain of stillness, and wanted nothing better than to see him leave the room. Ash resumed eating as quickly as he could while the conversation picked up again. It seemed so long ago when he could call this place home.

He ate at the last pieces of noodles stuck to the ceramic and laid the chopsticks atop his bowl. Ash managed a smile and stood before saying, “I have to get going. Thank you for the dinner.” He grabbed his coat from the chair and turned to leave--

BANG

His father slammed a fist onto the table, cups and plates clattering against the wooden surface. Everyone stilled and Ash tensed, his shoulders rising and falling. He spun around and matched his father’s gaze, silent with rage. They stayed like this for a moment before his father looked back down at his meal and continued eating. In the silence, Ash looked at the other faces around the table—his mother’s looking at him with the same angry disapproval, his sister’s gaze burning a hole in her lap, and his brother’s staring up at him with apology etched in the lines.

He kept his head high as he left, shutting the door behind him with a final click.

| NOTES:|

Ash uses He/Him pronouns and is male passing, which means he looks and sounds like a dude. Talents include computer programming/hacking and hustling. My fav drink is Jasmine Milk Tea

VIGILANCE: To Whom Much Is Given (~RECRUITING~)

@Lord Wraith Yup, that's correct! And for Ash, the name Ashley, along with being predominantly used for females, is one associated with a whole different person.

VIGILANCE: To Whom Much Is Given (~RECRUITING~)

Final CS...Sorry for the delay, I'll be better with timing in the actual IC unless otherwise stated :)!

Ashley Kim

| NAME: |

Ashley Kim

| NICKNAME(S):|

Ash
Kim

| ALIAS(ES): |

(The) Weaver

| ABILITIES: |

Empath

His power is in line with the sublime state of collective consciousness (If you’ve ever watched Sense8, it’s the same idea).

1. At the most basic state, he’s very emphatically inclined to other living beings, able to grasp onto their feelings, motives, and subtleties. He’s also naturally good at persuading people to feel or think a certain way, although not to a perceived ‘supernatural’ extent—-like a natural social psychologist.

2. The more supernatural aspect of his powers comes in the form of accessing the collective consciousness in varying degrees. This implies various things; first, it means he can manipulate the minds of others (not only humans!) through inception—planting idea seeds, subtle pushes or pulls of thoughts, or strong implantations of emotions. Secondly, he can directly connect with other living beings, linking to their conscious in what is known as limbic resonance; the experience is likened to fusing two identities to become one, and can be a hugely personal/invasive or subtle experience, depending on context. He has the most influence on a person in this state, but the other being from doesn’t have the same access to his conscious self as he does, theirs. This is due to how the process works. Imagine it like this: a string represents a conscious, and in limbic resonance, his string coils around another, instead of melding into it. This means there will be some parts of his string that can’t be accessed by the other. To be clear, this is not a mental takeover; however, there are degrees of influence—-from merely seeing through another person's eyes to having their physical faculties be puppeteered if consented (this goes both ways). The applications of limbic resonance will be further explored/explained the more he uses it.

3. Weaknesses/Limitations: He can only be in limbic resonance with one living being at a time, and no longer than 1 minute for humans (longer for beings with a lesser conscious), although this can increase as his emotional intelligence and mental protection strengthens. The reason being, in limbic resonance, both participants are at risk of losing their senses of identity (which dangerously increases if he tries to exert too much of his will on another person or vice versa). Also, while in this state, his physical body is vulnerable, and he really can’t do much.

| SAMPLE POST: |

Ash picked at the various dishes with his chopsticks, and felt his stomach churn—-he didn’t want to be here. The red envelopes from the evening were limp in his pockets, and he wanted desperately to run away from the dinner table. As he watched his parents mingle with his siblings, Ash remembered why coming back was a bad idea; he lowered his head and shoved food in his mouth as fast as possible.

“Ashley, have some more noodles,” his mother chided.

He looked up and his lips thinned, ”No thank you.”

“Mom, his name is Ash,” his older brother chimed in from the left with an awkward smile.

“Right, that.” His mother laughed uneasily, as if indulging in a bad joke.

The atmosphere became frigid, and Ash glanced to his father, who continued eating as if nothing was happening. But he knew better-—his father was boiling underneath the curtain of stillness, and wanted nothing better than to see him leave the room. Ash resumed eating as quickly as he could while the conversation picked up again. It seemed so long ago when he could call this place home.

He ate at the last pieces of noodles stuck to the ceramic and laid the chopsticks atop his bowl. Ash managed a smile and stood before saying, “I have to get going. Thank you for the dinner.” He grabbed his coat from the chair and turned to leave--

BANG

His father slammed a fist onto the table, cups and plates clattering against the wooden surface. Everyone stilled and Ash tensed, his shoulders rising and falling. He spun around and matched his father’s gaze, silent with rage. They stayed like this for a moment before his father looked back down at his meal and continued eating. In the silence, Ash looked at the other faces around the table—his mother’s looking at him with the same angry disapproval, his sister’s gaze burning a hole in her lap, and his brother’s staring up at him with apology etched in the lines.

He kept his head high as he left, shutting the door behind him with a final click.

| NOTES:|

Ash uses He/Him pronouns and is male passing, which means he looks and sounds like a dude. Talents include computer programming/hacking and hustling. My fav drink is Jasmine Milk Tea

The Last Avatar

WanderBug and Exit collaboration

Rooke looked up from the screen of his laptop and watched the muddled shapes approach his door, distorted by the translucent glass. There were a couple knocks the paneled wood before it opened and one of his colleagues peeked in.

“Dr.Rooke, there’s someone here to see you.” There was a irritation laced in his voice--the man obviously had been working on something.

“Right, thank you,” Rooke said, and adjusted his coat before standing to face the door.

“Dr. Rooke.” Cypher stepped inside without so much as an invitation and immediately took stock of the room. Various books were stored along the walls, papers covering the man’s desk. A room not unlike the one he’d expected to find. More importantly, besides the space immediately behind the desk, there wasn't any room for another person to hide. He figured it was clear and motioned for Koeska to follow. When they were both safely inside, he closed the door.

“How are you doing today?” He held out his hand in a formal greeting.

“Cypher--I’m well, thank you.” Rooke shook the offered hand firmly and smiled tightly. The fatigue on his face was apparent, but it wasn’t anything strange for scientists to look tired. He motioned to a couple chairs that stood against the walls near them and said, “Have a seat, you two. I don’t presume you’re just for pleasantries or a simple report?”

He seated himself behind the wooden desk and clasped his hands together, trying to hide the nervous twitch of his leg.

“Delivery..” Cypher replied matter of factly.

Koeska produced a sealed envelope and placed it on Rooke’s desk before taking the seat Rooke had offered. “Don’t open that till tomorrow.”

Rooke stared down at the envelope and picked it up swiftly. He turned it over and traced the emblazoned royal seal with a fingertip, before tucking it away in the drawer of his desk. Taking off his glasses and wiping them with the hem of his coat, he said, “...Thank you for bringing this to me. Is there anything else you needed?”

“Well yeah.” Cypher, surprised at the Doctor’s willingness, remained standing. He figured their meeting would be brief. “We’d need you to be ready to leave for a few days by tomorrow. You’ll be gone for… at the most a week?” He sounded unsure only because he was. He didn’t know how long the trip would be, only that they needed himself and their most prominent scientist in the field of Synergy.

“You’ve heard the news I’m sure of the North Harvesting Plant?”

“Yes, although I can’t say I’ve been up to date with information about it.” Rooke pushed up the rim of his glasses before drumming his fingers on the desk. He laughed lightly before continuing, “Excuse my bluntness, but I suppose I don’t have much of a choice if you’re here to see me; I’ll be ready by then.”

“No. You’re absolutely correct. Orders came from the King himself. He wanted me to remind you of your obligatory commitments in the case that you disagreed but it doesn’t look like that will be necessary.” Edward smiled approvingly. He enjoyed business made easy by both parties. Everybody won… for the most part.

“Just to smooth over some of the smaller details so you understand. You will accompany me along with a few guards, an engineer and a partner of your choosing. We’ll be traveling to the North Harvesting Plant in the hopes that our Engineers can repair it. However your job entails the study of the portal and the Spirit Energy we harvest. The letter goes into further details, things that I can’t discuss even in here.” He paused for a moment, quickly going over what he’d just said in his head. “Everything’s already paid for. Food, water safety, a smaller lab than this but it should work all the same. We’ll have someone pick you up from your house five in the morning. You have any questions?”

“No, that should be all.” Rooke leaned back in his chair and continued, “Everything will be sorted out by then.” He was beginning to feel the start of a migraine, and wanted nothing more than to take a short nap. The sooner they got this conversation with, the better. Talking with the more bureaucratic members of The Republic almost always guaranteed a headache.

“Perfect. Dr. Rooke.” Cypher held out his hand once more. “We’ll be seeing you bright and early tomorrow morning.”

Rooke stood and grasped it firmly, “Pleasure. I’ll see you then.” He sat down as Cypher and his partner left and watched the door shut behind them. He slid open his desk drawer and pulled out the manila envelope, almost dreading the moment when he would have to open it.

“Well…” He murmured, smoothing out the creases on the paper, “I better get ready…”

VIGILANCE: To Whom Much Is Given (~RECRUITING~)

WIP!!!!! Still have yet to write the sample posts..This is to show proof that I am working on something :P.

Ashley Kim

| NAME: |

Ashley Kim

| NICKNAME(S):|

Ash
Kim

| ALIAS(ES): |

| ABILITIES: |

Empath

His power is in line with the sublime state of collective consciousness (If you’ve ever watched Sense8, it’s the same idea).

1. At the most basic state, he’s very emphatically inclined to other living beings, able to grasp onto their feelings, motives, and subtleties. He’s also naturally good at persuading people to feel or think a certain way, although not to a perceived ‘supernatural’ extent—-like a natural social psychologist.

2. The more supernatural aspect of his powers comes in the form of accessing the collective consciousness in varying degrees. This implies various things; first, it means he can manipulate the minds of others (not only humans) through inception—planting idea seeds, subtle pushes or pulls of thoughts, or strong implantations of emotions. Secondly, he can directly connect with other living beings by linking their conscious (in what is known as limbic resonance); the experience is likened to fusing two identities to become one, and is a hugely personal/invasive or subtle experience, depending on context. He has the most influence on a person in this state, but the other being from doesn’t have the same access to his conscious self as he does, theirs. This is due to how the process works. Imagine it like this: a string represents a conscious, and in limbic resonance, his string coils around another instead of melding into it. This means there will be some parts of his string that can’t be accessed by the other. To be clear, this is not a mental takeover or anything, however, there are degrees of influence—-from merely seeing through another another’s eyes to having their physical faculties be puppeteered if consented (this goes both ways). The applications of limbic resonance will be further explored/explained the more he uses it.

3. Weaknesses/Limitations: He can only be in limbic resonance with one living being at a time, and no longer than 1 minute for humans (longer for beings with a lesser conscious), although this can increase as his emotional intelligence and mental protection strengthens. The reason being, in limbic resonance, both participants are at risk of losing their senses of identity (which dangerously increases if he tries to exert too much of his will on another person or vice versa). Also, while in this state, his physical body is vulnerable, and he really can’t do much.

| SAMPLE POST: |

| NOTES:|

Ash uses He/Him pronouns and is male passing, which means he looks like a dude. My fave drink is Jasmine Milk Tea

VIGILANCE: To Whom Much Is Given (~RECRUITING~)

This looks amazing! Should have a skeleton filled out by Saturday.