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 Posted: Sun Oct 14, 2012 8:42 pm
 Nevada and Leroy 'The Snake' William the III Quote: //Deus Ex Machina Entry Form 10. 14 .12//Name:Nevada Grace Burns
//Gender: Female
// Entry level: Trainee
//Status: Ready for Zombieland
//Clearance: Approved for entry
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Posted: Sun Oct 14, 2012 8:52 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Table of Contents
xxxxxx▸Cert:
xxxxxx▸Table of Contents
xxxxxx▸Hunter Information
xxxxxx▸Weapon Information
xxxxxx▸Relationships
xxxxxx▸Point/Rp Log
xxxxxx▸Gallery
xxxxxx▸Ect.
xxxxxx▸Ect.
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Posted: Sun Oct 14, 2012 8:54 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxNevada The Mist Hunter
xxxxxx▸Name: Nevada Grace Burns
xxxxxx▸Nicknames: Nev, Pidge, Dame, Doll, Babe, Baby whatever else Roy comes up with.
xxxxxx▸Gender: Female
xxxxxx▸Height: 5'6
xxxxxx▸Weight: 120lbs
xxxxxx▸Age: 19yrs old
xxxxxx▸Birthday: June 6th 1993
xxxxxx▸Sign: Gemini
xxxxxx▸Hunter Twitter: N/A
xxxxxx▸Personality:
Relaxed, calm, soft spoken, Invasive, comfortable, flirt and lazy are the words to come to mind when talking about this hunter. unlike her twin, Ava takes one thing at a time, at a slow pace. Sure she'll perform, especially when its deemed so but that doesn't mean she'll be the first to rush in all crazy like. She tends to be very...slow with her actions, drawing them out until she has to act.
That being said, it could also be said that she WAITS for an OPPORTUNISTIC moment. When it benefits her the most to act, or speak or do things.
xxxxxx▸History:
TBA
xxxxxx▸Artifact:
Laurels of Demeter: Golden laurels in the shape of wheat and grains seem ordinary at first, but once they rest upon your head, small stalks of grains grow here and their into your hair. Along with a single red poppy.
Battle effect: Upon witnessing an ally being harmed, you feel a need to protect them. Rolling 1d6, this represents how much damage two targets are defended from. Stacks with other defense rolls unless otherwise noted.
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Posted: Sun Oct 14, 2012 8:55 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxLeroy 'The Snake' William III
xxxxxx▸Name: Leroy William the III
xxxxxx▸Nicknames: The Snake, Roy, Roy Boy
xxxxxx▸Gender: Male
xxxxxx▸Type of Weapon: Tommy Gun
xxxxxx▸FEAR/Charge Attack: Blast from the Past - Battle Cry
xxxxxx▸Species: Mobster Reaper
xxxxxx▸References: N/A
xxxxxx▸Personality:
xxxxxx▸History:
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Posted: Sun Oct 14, 2012 8:56 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxRelationships
xxxxxx▸Alaska - Mine Mine mine, twin yay she's awake./xxxxxx▸Roland - I don't know who this is.../Apparently a past relationship, neither Nevada or I remember him.
xxxxxx▸Lex - Life Division, and Ami's boyfriend. A sweetie. /Annoying Flirt, don't like 'em.
xxxxxx▸Rep - Sun Division, Was told to stay away from him. Scary but a good battler/Killed us. Strong, Want to be him.
xxxxxx▸Candace - The second boss lady, Helping train me and Stormy. Was the one to pull me out of the haunted house./Pretty dame.
xxxxxx▸Stormy - My best friend and sister. I love her more than I love myself and Alaska./Eh....Weird but whatever she's cool...
xxxxxx▸Sherry - Another one of my gal pals, she's been through a lot. I hope she stays strong!./Cries to much. Over a boil of all things...-huffs-
xxxxxx▸Tuck - A close friend, and I am glad he is happy with Heidi../Handsome moon that seduced my girl. Glad to be rid of him.
xxxxxx▸Otto - My best friend and lover. I could not ask for more./Not sure, kid's a grump.
xxxxxx▸Dylon - Handsome Moon hunter, Plays a mean game of basketball. Very cute..../Jack another boy...
xxxxxx▸Jack - a*****e./Another one of those guys.
xxxxxx▸Finn - Neighbor across the way and one of the two guys to make Stormy's before Island life hell. Witty but also a p***k./There's a need to shoot this guy, especially the way he talks to Nevada.
xxxxxx▸Dorian - Cute little french man, I adore him/---.
xxxxxx▸Solomon - Batman to my uh...Barbara? I love Solomon, so much fun./---.
xxxxxx▸Abbi - A precious baby./---
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Posted: Sun Oct 14, 2012 8:57 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 14, 2012 9:38 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 05, 2013 10:17 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxScavenged Items
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2013 1:15 am
This is the place where I don't feel alone, This is the place I feel at home – (build a home, Cinematic Orchestra)
A steady step to the left, a small dip down and a slide of her foot in a half crescent moon, her tip pointed. It was the slow beginning of complicated sweep, something she had indulged herself in when she was a child and lost when her father thought it too fanicful for a business woman. Much less a legacy to his name. Dancing.
She was away from her old home now, placed in a new one with a new family. And yet when she danced, she felt that familiar nostalgia of her past. It tugged at her.
She slid into a split, her back falling to the ground and closed her eyes.
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“Hey Alaska, What do you think we're going to be like in High school?” Grass scents fill her nose as her body shifted to that of before she became a teen. To her right, her sister lay next to her...matching dress and leggings with the same brown hair tied the same. The cliché of being twins always followed them, even in middle school.
But now, it was summer and the start of a new school year was coming upon them. Instead of middle school, they were entering high. Childhood was lost to them as the wind blew gently over their cheeks, the sun burning bright. Nevada held her sister's hand still and waited as Alaska thought.
“Different.” Alaska looked over at her twin. “I hope to be different.”
“Because we're the same?” Nevada wasn't hurt by her sisters decleration, they had been the same for so long that different would be a nice change. And to be honest, they were different beyond apperance. Her sister was an artist, who conveyed herself through by painting, by coloring. Nevada had thought that too much effort. She liked the physical, she liked to play sports and her secret was to dance. She wasn't smart but her sister was. It didn't upset her at all.
“We'll always be the same, but different. Are you worried for high school?” Alaska tugged her sister's hand. Nevada just shook her head and smiled.
“No change is nice.” her eyes closed again.
---
Her body lifted from the ground, pivoting with her steps as she lifted her hands and let them drop. music floated much like her body did. Again, her eyes closed.
---
When she opened them again, night had settled in and she was much older. The verge of graduation since Alaska had left them...the single note her sister had left her laid flattened in a old copy of sleeping beauty.
She lifted herself from her bed and stretched, looking around. A sense of foreboding and panic rised at the pure pitch black of the room, so much that at first she thought she was being surrounded by the shadow creatures again. Nothing cackled though, nothing reached out to touch or intrude her space as she slid her feet into slippers and went to flick her light on. She was alone though. So alone.
The alarm clock read 1:00am in bright green letters and made her shake her head. She was always a heavy sleeper UNTIL night fell in. Notes for her upcoming exams were scattered on her lonely desk as she went over to them and sighed, straightening them to give herself time to calm. And to muse as to why her desk was suddenly overfilling with academic notes.
Since Alaska had left, her fathers attention had turned on her...as well as his rage, disappoint and need to correct her. What he saw in Alaska, he tried to find in Nevada and the girl was starting to wear thin. She was not her sister but the shadow of her sister still. And she had been fine with that. Though she disliked their father for forcing Alaska the way he did...it had left her to develop into the girl she wanted to be. She did okay in school, mostly b's and c's. Sports became a hobby rather then her lifestyle but she excelled in dancing and singing, even joining a gardening club for the peace and tranquility it offered. Nap times had become a must as her sister study or was busy with her basketball.
Being ignored had hurt. But she didn't and wouldn't form to her father at all. The note Alaska had given her left her with a hope that she too would break free from this cage and to pursue into the future. She fingered under her notes and pulled out her copy of Sleeping Beauty, the one book they had adored together. She too had wished to fall asleep forever, to be woken by prince charming and to live happily ever after. Or maybe she hoped that falling asleep forever would take away all that she had to face.
“I'm not a prince charming Alaska” She hugged the book tight, “But where ever you're sleeping, I'll come find you and join you.” Taking it to her bed, she crawled back in and left the light on. Sleep drifted back to her.
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It drifted into battle and into the fight for her life, all for her sister. She would find her sister even if it killed her.
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It was funny now...as her dance ended, the memories fading right until the moment she had awoken from her pod's slumber. She left her dancing area and down to the same pods. The ones that kept numbers of sleeping beauties. She was no prince charming at all, but she would be the one to wake her sister from her eternal slumber. One day. Resting her head on the glass, she gave into a moment of silence before speaking again.
“Sleeping beauty was always our favorite story. How long do you think a eternal slumber is sister?” She kissed the glass gently, "i'm not your prince charming. But I will find a way to wake you."
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Posted: Wed Oct 02, 2013 10:38 pm
GET INSIDE YOUR CHARACTER'S HEAD!
aka
The Excessively Detailed Headcanon Meme 1: What does their bedroom look like?Simple as of right now, she has a vase that she picks flowers from to put on her desk, but beyond that its a simple room with the basics. 2: Do they have any daily rituals?Sleeping about once every four hours or so. Most of her time is spent helping other divisions with work so thats the only stable habit. 3: Do they exercise, and if so, what do they do? How often?Nevada used to when she was more active in sports, often going for jogs every morning and then practices during the night. Once she hit high school though, the jogs became a once a week thing and the practices ended. 4: What would they do if they needed to make dinner but the kitchen was busy?She wouldn't eat then because too lazy to make something. 5: Cleanliness habits (personal, workspace, etc.)She's fairly organized, especially when working. Since she doesn't have much in her personal space, she doesn't have much to clean up. 6: Eating habits and sample daily menuShe likes food, when she doesn't have to make it. So anything she doesn't have to make, she eats. 7: Favorite way to waste time and feelings surrounding wasting timeBy sleeping, and she adores it. 8: Favorite indulgence and feelings surrounding indulging9: Makeup?10: Neuroses? Do they recognize them as such?11: Intellectual pursuits?12: Favorite book genre?13: Sexual Orientation? And, regardless of own orientation, thoughts on sexual orientation in general?14: Physical abnormalities? (Both visible and not, including injuries/disabilities, long-term illnesses, food-intolerances, etc.)15: Biggest and smallest short term goal?16: Biggest and smallest long term goal?17: Preferred mode of dress and rituals surrounding dress18: Favorite beverage?19: What do they think about before falling asleep at night?20: Childhood illnesses? Any interesting stories behind them?21: Turn-ons? Turn-offs?22: Given a blank piece of paper, a pencil, and nothing to do, what would happen?23: How organized are they? How does this organization/disorganization manifest in their everyday life?24: Is there one subject of study that they excel at? Or do they even care about intellectual pursuits at all?25: How do they see themselves 5 years from today?26: Do they have any plans for the future? Any contingency plans if things don’t workout?27: What is their biggest regret?28: Who do they see as their best friend? Their worst enemy?29: Reaction to sudden extrapersonal disaster (eg The house is on fire! What do they do?)30: Reaction to sudden intrapersonal disaster (eg close family member suddenly dies)31: Most prized possession?32: Thoughts on material possessions in general?33: Concept of home and family?34: Thoughts on privacy? (Are they a private person, or are they prone to ‘TMI’?)35: What activities do they enjoy, but consider to be a waste of time?36: What makes them feel guilty?37: Are they more analytical or more emotional in their decision-making?38: What recharges them when they’re feeling drained?39: Would you say that they have a superiority-complex? Inferiority-complex? Neither?40: How misanthropic are they?41: Hobbies?42: How far did they get in formal education? What are their views on formal education vs self-education?43: Religion?44: Superstitions or views on the occult?45: Do they express their thoughts through words or deeds?46: If they were to fall in love, who (or what) is their ideal?47: How do they express love?48: If this person were to get into a fist fight, what is their fighting style like?49: Is this person afraid of dying? Why or why not?
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Posted: Thu Nov 07, 2013 9:48 am
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