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 Posted: Sun Apr 16, 2017 7:13 am
All profiles for the rogue group the Sons of b***h go here.
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Posted: Fri May 05, 2017 3:41 pm
XXXXXXXXXXXX ❖ Yasu Sasaki
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ↳ Classification xxx Brute / Striker
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xxxxxxxxx> BASIC INFO
xxxknowing one self is the first step xxxxthe first step to eternal greatness
xxxxxknowing one self is the first step xxxxthe first step to eternal greatness
» NICKNAME x/ x Peace
» FAMOUS NAME x/ x Peace
» AGE x/ x 27
» GENDER x/ x Female
» SEXUALITY x/ x Asexual
» BIRTHDAY x/ x August 8th
» HOME COUNTRY, CITY x/ x USA, New Brockton
» CURRENT LOCATION x/x USA, New York City Outlands
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xxxxxx> PHYSICAL INFO
xxxfrom my head to my toesxxxxfrom my skin to my bones
xxxxxfrom my head to my toes xxxxfrom my skin to my bones
» HEIGHT x/ x 5'7"
» WEIGHT x/ x 146 lbs.
» EYE COLOR x/ x Green.
» HAIR COLOR x/ x Black.
» BUILD x/ x Fit.
» OUTSANDING FEATURES x/ x Pointed ears.
» CASUAL CLOTHES DESCRIPTION x / x Bare-bones outfits, usually scrounged from clothing store waste bins. Currently wears what looks to be a shrine maiden getup, albeit one that's missing a considerable amount of fabric from the torso. She doesn't seem to mind, since it gives her nice freedom of movement. [ Current Additions: Two deer pelts worn as a shawl and tied around her waist, a bear pelt worn as a cloak. ]
» COSTUME DESCRIPTION x / x The same, but with some of the dirt brushed off and the wrinkles pressed out by hand.
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xxxxxx> COMBAT INFO
xxxsticks and stonesxxxxwith swords and bows
xxxxxsticks and stones xxxxwith swords and bows
» DISPOSITION x/ x Chaotic Good
» CLASSIFICATION NUMBERS x/ x Brute [ 8 ], Striker [ 4 ]
» POWERS
Repression Aura
Hovering about a half inch over your body is a field that reduces the strength of all incoming powers, and mundane attacks. In essence powers used on you will be only half as effective meaning that you will take less damage but at the same time positive power effects will also only be half as effective as well.
Telekinetic Punches
You have short range telekinesis which can be used to enhanced your physical strikes. It's not the strongest thing in the world but it can easily make up for a lack in raw strength when it comes to hitting people. Untrained individuals will likely not be able to handle your telekinesis.
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xxxxxxx> PSYCHOLOGY
xxxthose who think that they're mad are truly sanexxxxthose that think they're sane are truly mad
xxxxxthose who think that they're mad are truly sane xxxxthose that think they're sane are truly mad
1.xSimple ⇣ x2.xPlayful ⇣ x3.xStubborn ⇣ x4.xBlunt ⇣
» PERSONALITY
A simple-minded girl with few preferences in regard to where she lives or what she does on a day-to-day basis, preferring to just wander the streets and nap wherever it strikes her fancy. Too simple-minded to enjoy subtle discussions and too direct to be effective at participating anyway, she tends to take people at face value if what they're saying isn't too outlandish. She really enjoys playing complicated games, but is really, really bad at them, sometimes doubly so because she can't speak. What she lacks in education she makes up for in tenacity and muscle, preferring a job requiring physical exertion over one that requires thought. When she sets her mind to something, it takes a minor miracle to break her concentration.
While often thrust into situations where she must fight, she prefers to keep things peaceful, which usually manifests itself as her ending the fight as quickly as she possibly can. Partly because she's mute, she's absolutely horrible at negotiations. Her illiteracy makes her somewhat hopeless in situations where reading and writing are required, and the only thing she can write reliably well is the word "Peace", which most assume to be her name. Being forced to fill out a mountain of paperwork without any help is one of her greatest fears, as she doesn't know if she'll be signing away her life or just getting a free popsicle. She has an intuitive understanding of numbers and is fairly proud of her counting skills, but basic algebra is beyond her. Anyone who helps her with paperwork or food is almost by default a good person in her book. She's surprisingly handy with maps, all things considered.
» LIKES
↳ Food, green areas, peace.
» PASSIONS
↳ Games, self betterment through manual labor, meat.
» DISLIKES
↳ Paperwork, mentally complex tasks, politics.
» ANIMOSITIES
↳ Conflict, being cornered, wanton violence.
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xxx> OCCUPATION INFO
xxxgotta get up in the morningxxxxgotta get up and work work work
xxxxxgotta get up in the morningxxxxgotta get up and work work work
» CURRENCY x / x $36240.00
» AFFILIATION x / x Sons of b***h
» POSITION x / x Guide
» RESIDENCE x / x The wilderness, tending toward caves.
» INFAMY x / x 2675 [ Local Whisper ]
» FAME x / x 10450 [ City Known ]
» NOTABLE ACTIONS
- Won a wild game hunting contest.
- Got fired from a construction job after stopping a fight by hospitalizing the participants.
- Held the record for most burgers eaten in a single sitting for two years at a burger joint in the city.
- Was used as a prop in a news story about homelessness.
- Beat up some art thieves after her parents were murdered.
- Etched her name into a mountain to claim her territory.
- Beat a local gang to a pulp in the Bronx because they were harassing her martial arts studio.
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xxxxxxxxx> INVENTORY
xxxanother man's junkxxxxis another man's treasure
xxxxxanother man's junkxxxxis another man's treasure
█ »x A backpack for holding survival tools, a canteen, a pot, and canned goods.
¦ »x A pack of cards & a chess set missing one of the white rooks.
¦ »x A map.
¦ »x First Aid Kit [9/10].
¦ »x Large Green Poncho.
¦ »x Hatchet.
¦ »x Folding Shovel.
¦ »x Deer pelts (worn) & antlers (left at camp), bear pelt (worn).
█ »x Training: First Aid.
¦ »x Training (Martial Arts): Nippon Kempo [3 belts completed, currently Orange].
█ » Portable generator, Garage (Recruitment Bonus)
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xxxxxxxxx> BIOGRAPHY
xxxmy past does not define mexxxxit only shows where I have been
xxxxxmy past does not define mexxxxit only shows where I have been
» BACKGROUND
Born to a happy pair of parents, Peace soon found that happiness turned sour once they realized their precious little daughter was less than adept with words. Though she was perfectly normal in other regards, having a mute daughter weighed heavily on her parents, and when things took a turn for the worse, she became the scapegoat. Things rarely escalated to physical violence, but she frequently found herself spending the night outside, and gradually adapted. Her education fell by the wayside as she didn't want to go and he parents weren't going to make her, and gradually she just accepted that she would be an idiot for the rest of her life. Following that resignation, she devoted herself instead to learning survival strategies, taking work wherever she could to save up for supplies.
After her trigger event, she wandered aimlessly around the city for a while before eventually winding up in the wilderness outside it. There she encountered a pair of Sons of b***h members, who initially threatened her, then attacked her, then tried to negotiate, then realized she was mute, then inducted her into their ranks just to get the headache away from them. Ever since then she's been squatting in the wilderness like a true Son of b***h, hunting, scavenging, setting up shelter, and making sure there aren't any fights in her jurisdiction. Not too long ago she got to know the area well enough that she became one of the official Guides in service to the Sons of b***h, both feared and respected by her peers for her ability to perform her job and keep things quiet without ever uttering a word. It's not certain how many of the other members of the group fully understand that she can't speak.
» TRIGGER EVENT
That night started out like many others: Peace getting kicked out of her house by her parents yet again. It seemed like they had lost some money gambling at soem establishment or other, and had convinced themselves that they wouldn't have had to gamble in the first place if Peace hadn't been mute. She didn't really follow. They were strange people, she thought as she meandered through the streets, but at least it wasn't raining out.
Well, eventually she made her way over to a quiet part of town and walked right up to the first building she saw that had someone inside. This building, she knew, was called a "museum", a place with lots of things to look at and completely optional words to accompany them; in short, a place where she could enjoy something without needing to read. She'd spent many days sitting outside this fine establishment, watching as people of all different calibers entered and exited at their leisure. She'd only been in once, and that had been enough for her.
Tonight was an odd night, though: the front door was propped open, and the person inside didn't look like an employee. She knocked on the door, startling the rough-looking fellow in the lobby, who came over to her and asked what she wanted. Her pantomimes of walking inside didn't get through to him. In fact, he seemed to get angry that she was there. He shooed her away and closed and locked the door with an air of finality that she found it hard to disagree with. Somewhat put-out, she knocked incessantly until he answered again, then pushed her way inside and started walking grumpily toward the souvenir shop. He shouted at her, then yelled into the museum's depths and locked his eyes onto her. She didn't mind. She grabbed a book full of pictures and a candy bar and sat down right in the middle of the gift shop.
A few minutes later, right as she was inspecting a really colorful picture and munching on a knock-off chocolate bar, someone fired a couple of shots at her. She hit the ground hard, dropping her stolen snack and the book, but almost immediately bounced right back up and scrambled behind the counter. A few more shots rang out, some voices said to "get the loot out first", and then there was quiet.
Peace, not being particularly bright, didn't think to check herself for bruises at this point. No, that would take a while longer. Instead, she glanced out from her hiding spot to check on the book and candy. Both were ruined, completely and utterly. She almost cried, despite there being a plentiful supply of both not more than a couple feet away. Well, not wanting to risk getting hit again, she army crawled out through a fire exit at the back of the gift shop, then jogged home. Sure, she wasn't allowed inside, but she could at least sleep under the porch or something. Her shoulder was feeling pretty cold, too, so she'd have to check that out at some point.
A small posse practically tackled her when she was getting close to home, while another kicked down her front door and charged inside. She recognized the man from earlier in the latter group, but couldn't shake off the people pinning her down. There were a few popping sounds inside her house, after which the second group came back out and claimed they'd "gotten rid of the parents", or something of that nature. Peace had a bit of a headache, but she put two and two together and figured they'd done bad things to her parents. They even said as much, and one of them went so far as to throw a bloody rag at her--a rag she recognized as part of her mother's shirt.
A few hours later, Peace would be found on the sidewalk in front of her house, staring vacantly at the pavement, a few spent bullets on the ground next to her, and completely unscathed. Five unconscious criminals bled onto the lawn. A small fortune in art would eventually be found in a car nearby. Her blank expression looked as though it were etched in iron. Her parents were cold.
» THEME SONG
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xxxxxxxxx> Ergo War
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Posted: Thu May 11, 2017 2:25 pm
XXXXXXXXXXXX ❖ GIL MESH
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ↳ Classification xxx Mover 9
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xxxxxxxxx> BASIC INFO
xxxknowing one self is the first step xxxxthe first step to eternal greatness
xxxxxknowing one self is the first step xxxxthe first step to eternal greatness
» NICKNAME x/ x Ricochet
» FAMOUS NAME x/ x Gilgamesh or Ricochet
» AGE x/ x 15
» GENDER x/ x Male
» SEXUALITY x/ x Straight
» BIRTHDAY x/ x March 9
» HOME COUNTRY, CITY x/ x USA, small independent settlement
» CURRENT LOCATION x/x USA, wilderness outside New York
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xxxxxx> PHYSICAL INFO
xxxfrom my head to my toesxxxxfrom my skin to my bones
xxxxxfrom my head to my toes xxxxfrom my skin to my bones
» HEIGHT x/ x 5'4.5"
» WEIGHT x/ x 120 lb.s
» EYE COLOR x/ x red
» HAIR COLOR x/ x blonde
» BUILD x/ x skinny-average
» OUTSTANDING FEATURES x/ x red eyes, piercing gaze, seems to be looking through you
» CASUAL CLOTHES DESCRIPTION x / x hoodie under vest, khaki pants, hiking boots
» COSTUME DESCRIPTION x / x hoodie under vest, khaki pants, hiking boots, ridiculously flamboyant hat
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xxxxxx> COMBAT INFO
xxxsticks and stonesxxxxwith swords and bows
xxxxxsticks and stones xxxxwith swords and bows
» DISPOSITION x/ x
True Neutral
» CLASSIFICATION NUMBERS x/ x Mover [ 9 ]
» POWERS
Spring Step
When my feet touch a surface it's almost like powerful springs can jettison me off the surface. This allows me to leap horizontally for distances as great as thirty feet, and vertically up to fifteen. Others should be aware of my kicks since they can potentially cave their chest in if I hit them with the sole of my foot.
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xxxxxxx> PSYCHOLOGY
xxxthose who think that they're mad are truly sanexxxxthose that think they're sane are truly mad
xxxxxthose who think that they're mad are truly sane xxxxthose that think they're sane are truly mad
1.xProud ⇣ x2.xNarcissistic ⇣ x3.xQuick to anger and to forgive ⇣ x4.xHaunted ⇣
» PERSONALITY
Gil was an adventurous and kind boy, who was easy-going and well-liked. He was a very social creature. Since his trigger event, he has retreated almost entirely into his Gilgamesh persona, becoming colder, full of pride to the point of arrogance, mood swinging somewhat wildly based on whether or not he feels he is being respected. Perhaps all that is left of his earlier self his his soft spot for his savior, Peace.
Any interaction with Gilgamesh will be colored deeply by the amount of respect with which he is greeted and then treated. Gilgamesh uses his pride to attempt to protect and isolate himself from his traumatic past, and to avoid acknowledging his greatest failures. He is extremely strong-willed, unless confronted by this past, because his greatest and nearly only fear is returning to the way he was before, becoming Gil again and having to live with his failure. Gilgamesh is surprisingly and exceedingly loyal once you have proven to be worthy of his respect, and is very courteous to those who give him his due, but merciless and hateful toward those who he feels look down on him.
» LIKES
↳ respect, flattery, nature
» PASSIONS
↳ Those who have earned his respect (current list: b***h, Peace), justification for feeling superior, the grovelling of his enemies
» DISLIKES
↳ people who are not on his list, big cities
» ANIMOSITIES
↳ being disrespected, disrespect toward people on his list, the government
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xxx> OCCUPATION INFO
xxxgotta get up in the morningxxxxgotta get up and work work work
xxxxxgotta get up in the morningxxxxgotta get up and work work work
» CURRENCY x / x $13,350.00
» AFFILIATION x / x Sons of b***h
» POSITION x / x member
» RESIDENCE x / x Wilderness
» INFAMY x / x 1,175
» FAME x / x 450
» NOTABLE ACTIONS
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- Only survivor from unsponsored settlement attempt
- Briefly made a name (Ricochet) for himself as a rogue (often working for villains) courier in New York
- Initially one of the younger full members of the sons of b***h
- Funded the most burgers eaten in a single sitting for two years (Peace)
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xxxxxxxxx> INVENTORY
xxxanother man's junkxxxxis another man's treasure
xxxxxanother man's junkxxxxis another man's treasure
█ »x inventory
█ »x whittling knife
█ »x just a ridiculous amount of various whittled creations
█ »x briefcase
█ »x first aid kit (8 uses)
█ »x stiletto
█ »x taser, gun
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xxxxxxxxx> BIOGRAPHY
xxxmy past does not define mexxxxit only shows where I have been
xxxxxmy past does not define mexxxxit only shows where I have been
» BACKGROUND
Gil's childhood was surprisingly present, given the fairly extreme anarchistic nature of his parents. His relationship with them was good, and his relationship with his sister was even better. After losing his family, he was discovered in the wilderness by Peace, and guided to New York. Desperately wanting to pay her back, but unwilling to work with the government he hated, Gil would earn the money by carrying somewhat... questionable items across the city for less reputable persons. It was during this time he was given the name Ricochet by some people witnessing him use his powers to jump between buildings. Upon paying Peace the money and watching dumbfounded as she somehow blew all of it in one sitting on hamburgers, he took the name Gilgamesh and joined her in the Sons of b***h, which he now serves with unswerving and absolute loyalty.
» TRIGGER EVENT
Gil's family had never exactly been fans of the established order, so when they met a group of people planning to strike out into the wilderness and establish their own settlement outside the umbrella of the powers that be, they leapt at the chance. It was hard work, having to push vehicles over rough ground to get to the settlement site; helping his father and the other men build the first buildings, mostly by running around carrying tools and other supplies from place to place; watching his younger sister and the other children while the adults worked (being the oldest was a real drag sometimes), but Gil loved it. He was helping, contributing. Those were types of fulfillment he had been taught were impossible in the more "civilized" areas, being repressed and controlled by the government. I have a real home.
When he wasn't helping out with construction or watching the younger children, Gil loved exploring the forested areas around their new town. He would spend hours there, taking in nature's sights and sounds, and running to get his exercise and his endorphins up. my place. He had been told, many times, to stay close to town, but it was hard to get a child to respect your authority while at the same time, teaching him to hate all authority. So Gil inevitably ventured further and further out every day. One day he ventured out so far that it had started to get dark before he was even halfway back. That would come to be the biggest regret of his life.
After walking a while, Gil realized something was wrong: it should've been darker by now, and the direction of the vibrant orange glow peaking over the trees wasn't the direction of the sun, it was the direction of town. Fire. Gil started running, as fast as his legs could carry him. He was so desperate, his thoughts were incoherent, he just knew he needed to reach his family, make sure they were safe. He needed to be faster, needed to get there so he could help. Running so fast and so desperately, he tripped on some roots, hurting his ankle and acquiring several scratches and cuts on his subsequent tumble through the underbrush. He couldn't let that stop him, everything he had worked so hard for was on fire, so he got back up and kept running. When he arrived, it seemed like the entire world was engulfed in light and noise. It was hard to even look around, the fires were so bright and so hot, but the noises told Gil everything he wanted to know, and a lot he never wanted to know. The roar of the fire and the cracking of the wood used to construct their buildings. The yelling of the others, searching for their families or trying to organize. The screams of those who had been trapped in one of the infernos that used to be a building. the world is ending.
It always surprised him how the screaming wasn't the worst sound. No, there was one more sound piercing the air that elicited a much deeper, more primal fear, somewhere deep in the wilder recesses of his brain. Gil couldn't tell what it was, but it was entirely unearthly, definitely alive, but not the cry of any normal animal, and certainly not human. Gil wanted nothing more than to turn and run back the way he had come, but he needed to find his family, needed to find them faster, to be faster, needed to-
another scream, familiar. My sister.
He ran toward the sound, noting with dread that the other noise was coming from that direction as well. When he found his sister, she was just outside one of the burning buildings, with a wooden column pinning her leg. If only he had been faster, he could've gotten here a little sooner, and could've reached her before the column fell. He managed to get it off of her, but it was clear she wouldn't be able to walk without help. Just as he was helping her to her feet, he heard the sound again, closer. It was just around the corner. Supporting his sister as best he could, Gil ran. Ran to get anywhere but here. This time he felt rather than heard the thing approach. An intense feeling of dread and of wrongness, like something that shouldn't exist. He tried to run faster, but miscalculated and wound up tripping over his sister's feet. She went down and he tumbled and rolled several feet forward. Gil had been terrified for a long time, but now he began to truly panic, they needed to get up and get the hell ou-
His sister screamed again, louder and higher this time: a scream of pain and terror. The creature's noise was nearly deafening. The sources of the sound were overlapping. It has her.
Gil finally broke. His brain entered fight or flight mode in the truest sense. The waves of panic and wrongness radiating from only a few feet behind made the decision for him. Flight.
I need to run, I need to be faster, I need to be anywhere but here, I need to get away.
And he did. Some sort of strange, powerful energy coursed through him, and suddenly he wasn't scared anymore. Suddenly, he could get away. Suddenly, it was easy.
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xxxxxxxxx> PHILIPWN
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Posted: Thu Jun 08, 2017 4:32 am
XXXXXXXXXXXX ❖ PennyClearwater
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ↳ Trump 6/Master 4 xxx
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xxxxxxxxx> BASIC INFO
xxxknowing one self is the first step xxxxthe first step to eternal greatness
xxxxxknowing one self is the first step xxxxthe first step to eternal greatness
» NICKNAME x/ x Pen, Penny
» FAMOUS NAME x/ x Overgrowth
» AGE x/ x 24
» GENDER x/ x Female
» SEXUALITY x/ x pansexual
» BIRTHDAY x/ x december 3rd
» HOME COUNTRY, CITY x/ x New york
» CURRENT LOCATION x/x New York outskirts
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xxxxxx> PHYSICAL INFO
xxxfrom my head to my toesxxxxfrom my skin to my bones
xxxxxfrom my head to my toes xxxxfrom my skin to my bones
» HEIGHT x/ x 5 ft 6
» WEIGHT x/ x 140 pounds
» EYE COLOR x/ x hazel
» HAIR COLOR x/ x see image
» BUILD x/ x Lean and toned
» OUTSTANDING FEATURES x/ x Smells heavily of flowers and is noticable when around her when people care to.
» CASUAL CLOTHES DESCRIPTION x / x Living on the outskirts she is rare out of costume. But if she wants to go into town without attention she will dawn skinny jeans, a skirt over them and a t shirt.
» COSTUME DESCRIPTION x / x The image depicted on the character profile sheet is accurate. In addition to the evening gown type dress and the heels, she wears a very simple mascarade type mask that conceals her upper face.
The dress itself is unique, grown from a lily that she carries around with her most of the time. At least, the extra seeds she carries. This is a live water lily, and puts off the exact scent as well, in copious amounts. When she is around people, one can almost relate it to being in a garden comprised solely of lilys.
Her heels are coated with the pollen of the plant to give them the correct color. Other than that they have no extra special properties.
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xxxxxx> COMBAT INFO
xxxsticks and stonesxxxxwith swords and bows
xxxxxsticks and stones xxxxwith swords and bows
» DISPOSITION xLawful/Good x
» CLASSIFICATION NUMBERS x/ xTrump [ 6 ], Master[ 4 ]
» POWERS
Power Altering
The ability to boost the strength of other people's powers to a level which effectively raises their danger rating by 2. Questions regarding what exactly such a thing does for a given power should be directed to Naomi Tenkou.
Plant Enhancement
You are able to make plants grow at a very rapid rate and control the direction of their growth but otherwise are unable to control them. After you stop effecting them the plants will slowly revert back to normal. Your maximum range of influence is 30ft from your body.
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xxxxxxx> PSYCHOLOGY
xxxthose who think that they're mad are truly sanexxxxthose that think they're sane are truly mad
xxxxxthose who think that they're mad are truly sane xxxxthose that think they're sane are truly mad
1.xSassy⇣ x2.xClassy ⇣ x3.xNurturing ⇣ x4.xNightmare ⇣
» PERSONALITY
Penny is the textbook definition of classy. Yet she is a member of the Sons of b***h and has been for a while. She has no ranking status with them, just sometimes known as mother. She tries to hold herself with a certain pride and maintain tact through all that she does.
» LIKES
↳Quiet, serenity, children, dancing
» PASSIONS
» DISLIKES
↳ Gruff rude individuals, people that dont think about their actions or make really stupid decisions without gathering any information
» ANIMOSITIES
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xxx> OCCUPATION INFO
xxxgotta get up in the morningxxxxgotta get up and work work work
xxxxxgotta get up in the morningxxxxgotta get up and work work work
» CURRENCY x / x $00.00
» AFFILIATION x / x Sons of b***h
» POSITION x / x Diplomat
» RESIDENCE x / x Outlands in the wild near new york.
» INFAMY x / x 0
» FAME x / x 0
» NOTABLE ACTIONS
- Write stuff here
- Woman Saves child from forest fire, in heels.
- Returns missing child to parents
- Sons of b***h form treaty with prt (picture of her shaking hands with dragon and defiant)
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xxxxxxxxx> INVENTORY
xxxanother man's junkxxxxis another man's treasure
xxxxxanother man's junkxxxxis another man's treasure
█ »x inventory
█ »x Small bag of birdseed and various other seeds
█ »x Walking stick, oak, 4 foot long and straight
█ »x Flip phone, no charger
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xxxxxxxxx> BIOGRAPHY
xxxmy past does not define mexxxxit only shows where I have been
xxxxxmy past does not define mexxxxit only shows where I have been
» BACKGROUND
Abandoned as a kid Penny was adopted into the S.O.B society. She was raised with them, learning english and actually attending school regularly. She grew up into a beautiful girl with untamed wild hair but a sophisticated demeanor. She took it upon herself to continue her education past highschool and learned all that she could of diplomacy and law. She triggered while away from her group and others, exploring the old world. Today she continues to try and help children with her group. .
» TRIGGER EVENT
» THEME SONG
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xxxxxxxxx> Holy Rinaku
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