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[Gilraen Meneldur]

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Name 》 Oscar Puckin Nordby
Nickname 》 Small fry
Age 》 7
Race 》 Satyr
Gender 》 Male
Sexuality 》 Bi
Birthday 》 May, 23, 2007
Position 》 patient


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Height 》 3'3
Weight 》 40lbs
Hair Color 》 Black
Eye Color 》 Brown
Scars/Tattoos 》 Small scars from surgeries and blood drawn as a baby
Piercings 》 None
Blood Type 》 AB

Condition 》 Long QT Syndrome.
Symptoms 》 syncope (fainting), seizures, sudden death



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Positive Traits 》 caring - protective - determined - enthusiastic
Negative Traits 》 stubborn - fickle - impulsive - impatient


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Oscar was born to two loving parents. Two satyr's in fact. In the beginning his father Jack Nordby worked in a factory as a welder struggling to save his earnings with a low amount of education. One day he spotted a fellow satyr named Charlotte, and instantly tried to get to know her any chance he got. Although they both liked each other her father would never allow them seeing each other because of Jack's position. Jack agreed knowing he would never be able to afford to take care of her or a family and saved until he could convince Charlotte's father for her hand. They settled down quickly buying a cute little house and perhaps even rushing into having kids.

His brother Yul was born first, Oscar didn't arrive till he was around six. After Yul was born The family realized they wouldn't be able to take care of a child on one paycheck alone. While borrowing money from Charlottes father every now and then, Charlotte got a part time job to earn more income while taking care of the house and child on the side. As the years went by they decided they wanted a bigger family. Twins Oscar and Elmin were born, however they were born several months prematurely. Being small they had several problems right off the bat, being so small they had lung and heart problems from birth being underdeveloped. Elmin unfortunately didn't make it through.

Oscar was a fighter however, he was kept in the hospital for several months until they allowed him to be taken home, but the hospital kept a close watch over him. For a few years he was a completely normal healthy child, apart from a few breathing issues now and then. But every so often he had moments of fainting when he was very active or excited. This caused his parents concern and they took him to a doctor but he told them not to worry. Though uneasy they listened until he started having seizures, and one day found him laying on the floor blue and unresponsive. After trying to start his heart they rushed him to Thomas Mason Memorial hospital.



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[Gilraen Meneldur]

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Location: [house]x With: [Sade]x Health: [Great but wounded]

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He knew she'd use her weapon at some point, heck he wanted her to. He did in fact encourage her to use her knife, but at that moment he'd expected her to run when she got to her feet. Instead the blade came down on his shoulder slamming through his flesh grinding and cutting against his bones and muscles. Hugo groaned loudly before clenching his jaw in pain when he felt the sharp metal hit him. His expression of excitement twisting into agony. Sade yanked the blade from his shoulder, Hugo staggered a step, he and was about to reach for her when she brought the hilt to his temple knocking him to the side. Dazed his vision swirled like a blender and he stumbled as Sade made his way passed him. Hugo seethed through his teeth as he got to his feet clutching his shoulder.

Although his shoulder hurt after getting stabbed Hugo started to laugh as he watched Sade crawl her way up the steps. She had trouble making it through the darkness unlike him, tripping and running into almost anything that lay on the floor. His eyes got wide again as the excitement built up within him. An impish grin returning. This game was getting funner by the minuet for him. She was weak but she was pumping with adrenaline, it was clear she'd do anything to survive. She might be afraid of him but she wasn't afraid to fight back, the question was how long could she keep it up? She wasn't thinking her actions completely through from what he could see, shed dropped her knife on the ground before taking off. He could smell hints of her own blood on the metal. Unless she could find something upstairs she didn't have anything to defend herself with now.

He removed his hand from his shoulder licking at his own blood that seeped through his clothing before following Sade up the steps. He walked slowly at first again still confident again even after getting stabbed but his pace more eager and determined on his hunt than he'd been before. He'd expected her to run further into the house but once he reached the top of the steps he saw where her feet intended to flee too. She was making for the front door. Hugo glared at her as he watched her wrench the front door open, he almost growled his eyes lighting with anger as he stormed after her.

Hugo reached her before she could make it off the property, stopping her in her tracks when she cleared the porch. He grabbed her arm yanking her back. She had nothing to fight with now apart from her own limbs and that wasn't going to do much good. He held her in place wrapping his free arm around her while his other hand held her wrist. Like a snake he wouldn't let her go free, he leaned into her gripping her tightly and holding her close. He could feel her pulse and her breathing against him and hear her heart beating wildly. For a moment he merely held her in place listening to every note her body made like an orchestra even if she fought against him. His pupils dilated as he stared at her flesh and the blood flowing through her veins.

Even for a vampire that mainly fed on things already dead, there were still moments where the living was a more tempting craving. He tilted her head as his own inched closer brushing against her now and then as he began to speak in her ear "Someone doesn't know how to listen very well...Either that or you secretly want to feel a bit of pain, I told you didn't I; leave the house and I'd break those lovely legs of yours" he hissed breathing against her skin. "Lets go back inside shall we" He said smiling as he dragged her back toward the porch, back toward the house and its living room of rotting flesh.

He dropped her once more on the living room floor, sparing her from the deer carcass this time around. Hugo turned his back to her then gliding over to the fireplace, it was still lit, the living room had become rather warm and comfortable since it started. Hugo reached for one of the long iron pokers that surprisingly still sat in their holding stand. He stood their for a moment staring at the poker before looking over his shoulder at Sade.

His gaze widened the copper hues brightening from the glow of the flames. He turned then slowly gripping the rod in his hand he fixed his eyes on her. Hugo took a few steps forward letting the rod graze the wood floor as he walked toward her taking his time. He continued to listen to the responses her body gave off. Suddenly he stopped in his tracks and with a smile he plunged the rod into the arm of the dead body that lay beside his feet twisting and bending until pulling it apart, bracing the body with his foot he snapped the bone, freeing the limb from the body he flipped it around like a sausage link on a stick.

He didn't really need to eat even with the wound Sade inflicted on him, but it wouldn't hurt to eat either. He was a bit hungry and the deer meat didn't satisfy. However, really he just wanted to mess with her more, what better way to do that than eat something she found repulsive right in front of her. Besides, as a plus she wouldn't know it till she could no longer stand up that she was slowly being drained of her life force as he did so. His skill was always a win win even if he didn't even hunt. "Lunch break," Hugo twirled the prize in his hand before looking back at Sade, he walked a few paces further until he stood in front of her. "Then I'll deal with you" he said pointing at her with his meal before pulling the arm off. The hand didn't move much, the body already hardening from being dead for several hours. He lowered the rod but kept his grip on it as the tip on the end dug slightly into the wood.


[Out Of Control: I can edit if you don't want her dragged back in.]

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[Gilraen Meneldur]

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"Really? Thats not what people normally say."
"What do people normally say?."
""Piss off"."

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[Out Of Cake: ]

Speaking in English
Speaking in Finnish
Speaking in Swedish
Speaking in Other languages known but not listed

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[Gilraen Meneldur]

User Name: Gilraen_meneldur
Appearance:


Nickname: Finch
Full Name: Eugenie Willow Bisset
Age: 26
Height/Weight: 5'0"/ 115lb
Likes:
- nature
- sitting by a fire
- music
- traveling
Dislikes:
- guns
- rats
- reckless and annoying people.

Weapons: Bow &arrows, Daggers, Sword, Bolas
Background: Eugenie was born into a world that most people might find a bit strange. In a way you could say she has always been living in the past. Her parents had careers that focused in anthropology and archaeology. They were history buffs always traveling to far away lands. She never really had one place to call home. Her family explored many cultures from around the world most of them being more native so for the most part Eugenie grew up living without technology. She learned to live off the land, and hunt with more primitive weapons the moment she could stand.
Being surrounded in her parents work she too became interested in their fields. For years she continued to live off the land traveling just as she did before. When the virus hit she had been visiting friends in Georgia. Her group had been slaughtered by raiders only a few weeks later.
Other:. Because of her travels Eugenie can speak several languages though most are more uncommon apart from French which her parents both spoke fluently

[Gilraen Meneldur]

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It was wet, so wet that Eugene felt like her insides were drowning. She never did enjoy the rain. Feeling a chill run up her spine she wrapped her blanket tightly around her as she sat in her tree her usual resting place at night. Sometimes she lit a fire and lay on the ground but that was out of the question with the downpour. She could hear a few walkers nearby, they were noisy and restless at night another good reason to be in a tree. They couldn't climb after all.

Her Hawk who sat one branch above her seemed to be the only one out of the two of them that enjoyed this weather as he fluffed his feathers and bathed in the raindrops. He was the only company she had and the only living thing she trusted. She knew he would giver his life for her, he'd already proven that. Her other companions were all gone sickness and raiders took them all. Eugene stared up at her Hawk as he bathed before pulling out her pack. She reached inside and opened a small rapped cloth that contained berries and nuts she had found earlier in the day. This was her dinner for now. She could hunt at night no problem but she didn't feel comfortable doing it with walkers prowling the forest floor. But that didn't bother her, there was plenty to eat when no meat was to be found all she had to do was look and it didn't take long either. Eugene stopped suddenly in the middle of putting berries in her mouth when she heard something not far off. Voices. Human voices. That was something she hadn't heard in a while

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[Gilraen Meneldur]

- Based on the book/movie TIMELINE, Video games and other stuff.

Not far off in the future the world is much the same as it is today with only a slight advantage in technology and the over all health of the human population as a whole. Always needing a new form of entertainment, a distraction from the boring routines of our daily lives, developers finally mastered the art of virtual reality gaming. This new game called Flags of Kings is at the peak and top of the charts of the gaming community. Although it is rather expensive free trials were offered when it first came out. The company wanted everyone to be able to play the game, get a feel for it before they decided to buy. As long as they got parents permission of course.

Being virtual reality is obviously very realistic, once you are in your senses become alive. Everything can be touched, smelled, seen, and felt. This is where things got complicated. The game was already rated high on the violence scale with the amount of lifelike gore to the point where it was banned in several countries. But as the game continued to be played injuries started to occur. In the game a player can feel everything, every hit that they take, every scrape and cut, and every deadly stab from a sword. While in the game their character will bleed, their wounds will be real and they can die. While in the game they will come back to life at full health or they could be healed with magic and potions. However the more people played the more injuries they started to sustain on their real bodies. There were many reports of internal bleeding from players who had been sent to the hospital. In one case a player came close to death.

The company promised to fix these issues and for a while everything went without problems. But technology always has glitches. only a few months of problem free game play and the game seemed to take a turn for the worst and all systems were turned off by the main control center until it could be fixed. The entire system went off the rocker. NPC's could suddenly think and act on their own, they could suddenly become more powerful than their fixed level state. Pre-written storyline that normally could only be changed by a player as time went on were either suddenly being rewritten or NPC's were acting on them in their own manner creating chaos and war. And worse once a person logged in if they were hurt in anyway in the game their real bodies would feel it immediately, it no longer took several hits to kill and once you were killed in the game your real body was dead as well.

A team was selected to enter the game and fix the glitches. Unfortunately a virus spread throughout the system and it could no longer be fixed from the outside computers. Almost everyone wanted to just scrap the game altogether but the head of the company wanted to see it through and bring it back knowing how much money they would make off of it once the glitches and problems were completely gone. Though only a handful of the team going in knows of the real dangers they'll be facing.

So begins the journey.

[Gilraen Meneldur]

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Dan pulled his car into the line of a drive through fast food joint his radio blasting he turned the nob down as he inched his car closer to the speaker. Shifting the stick he let it sit in neutral while he ordered. It was such a nice day out everyone seemed to be driving around and unfortunately for him everyone also seemed to want fast food. He should have just gone inside and ordered it would have been quicker but now it was too late he was already at the loudspeaker and the girl on the other end was talking to him, she sounded young sixteen maybe. He was glad he never had one of these jobs and he was about to be one of the people the drive through hates, he didn't know what he wanted.

After a few moments of looking at the menu he went with just a medium sized milkshake, chocolate. Suddenly his phone vibrated in his pocket he glanced down at it quickly. 'Ah Gen!' As the girl in the drive through was telling the price Dan quickly turned in his seat "Oh wait, Sorry but can you add another one of those on?" There was silence for a moment he knew she was swearing in her head at this but he smiled when another milkshake popped on the screen. "Thanks!" he stated as he shifted his car into first and headed to the window.

Dan drove his car down the road once he got his milkshakes, he tried to drive carefully he didn't like getting food on his seats. Once he was at the garage of The Rough Edge he pulled in and hopped out of the front seat making his way over to the loft where Genesis was sitting "Yo!" He called as he came closer a grin on his face. "I've come from far away lands and I bring treats" He said as he held the milkshakes up over his around 5'3 frame. He was glad the others weren't there yet, or he might have to run out and get more milkshakes. Dan set one on the table for Genesis as he plopped himself on one of the couches. After taking a sip of his own he fiddled with the straw a bit before finally looking over at his friend. His smile went away when he noticed she didn't look to be in the greatest of moods "Something up?" he asked leaning forward in his seat he set his milkshake down giving her his full attention.



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