ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ๐ฃ๐ช๐ต๐ค๐ฉ๐ต๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ด ! ( a bitch's take on a brand new world . . . affiliated with armageddonfm rp group . dni if you aren't a groupie, pls n tank u โก )
๐๐จ๐จ๐๐ ๐จ๐๐ฉ๐ค ๏น ( thirty3. sector six weapons specialist / getaway driver & key unwilling component of ๐ข๐ค๐ฃ๐ฉ๐๐ก๐ก ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฃ๐๐๐๐๐ฉ๐. human. ) kinda looks like keita machida.
intro. misc.
aaliyah badwi ๏น ( thirty1. sector nine entertainer / music artist. affiliated with nobody. gen ii mutant with lust embodiment. ) kinda looks like jade thirlwall .
intro. misc. power doc.
๐ฏ๐๐ฎ๐ ๐ฌ๐๐๐๐ ๏น ( twenty6. sector four pediatrics / trauma & icu specialist. gen ii mutant with . ) kinda looks like ayesha madon.
intro. misc. power doc.
๐๐ฃ๐๐ก๐ฎ๐ฃ ๐ฏ๐๐๐ ๏น ( twenty6. sector four pharmacist / technical specialist. affiliated with ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐ข๐ช๐ฉ๐๐ฃ๐ฉ๐จ' ๐จ๐ค๐๐๐๐ฉ๐ฎ & a spy inside ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐๐ช๐ก๐ฉ ๐ค๐ ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐๐๐ข๐ฃ๐๐. gen ii mutant with ๐๐๐๐ค๐จ ๐ข๐๐๐๐ . ) kinda looks like salem mitchell.
intro. misc. power doc.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย โ the second that you saw me, ย you were mesmerized; ย bet you probably thought i was your ride or die . ย don't wanna burst your bubble, but i cheat and lie . ย it's the truth, ย i'm bad news . โ
"You have a very sallow face." Mo remarked answering truthfully, their normal filter off. They cleared their throat. "Someone." well truthfully them. "Found you on the road passed out and brought you here." Mo pulled the blood pressure kit. "I can do a general check up and you can leave afer if you like."
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย why, specifically for him, it was so difficult to cease living will forever be beyond issei's understanding . perhaps he had been cursed with a mutation that made him incapable of actually dying . โ whatever, โ is all he has the will to muster as he pulls himself upright . โ let me have whatever you've got to dilute migraines . a lethal dosage of it; don't let it wake me back up once it's in my system . โ
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย โ you work yourself too hard, fins . jules always warned me about burnout, it's totally legit ! you've got to take breaks regularly and put your mental health first, or else you'll end up overexerting yourself . exhaustion is no joke ! you've gotta find the balance . โ while it isn't anything to fill him up, she does proudly offer the snack box she'd put together for him . โ here ! it's got a bunch of your favorites, take a load off and regain some energy . โ
amusement twitches at the edges of his lip. "no, analyn. i don't often deal in regret." she isn't wholly responsible for acting against her interests, he can see that. the programming that has afflicted their kind spans back generations now. "i'm not here to persecute you for anything, let alone crimes that are for beyond yourself." he leans forward, voice sympathetic. "believe it or not, i know what it's like to be used. i know what it looks like." he also knows how to perpetuate it. "but i was hoping, sympathy granted, you might be willing to do something for me in return."
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย assurance only does so much to quell her natural anxiety, let alone what's added on top of the stunt she'd been manipulated into. and while santiago had always been the one she sought for protection, analyn's sure even his good nature has its boundaries . โ you . . . promise ? because like, if i could redo my choices, i'd totally avoid getting mixed up with any faction ! and like, truthfully, i just wanted to feel like i belonged somewhere . โ hesitantly, she slips into the vacant seat, greedily finishing the water offered to her . โ of course, yeah, totally ! you let me walk away with my life; i owe you a huge debt ! whatever you need ! โ
"bit rude to start off that way, isn't it? no longer affiliated. bloody hell, you'd think i was a perfect stranger!" shutting the fridge, he adds, "are you aware that you haven't got a single decent thing in here? what, are you keeping all the snacks in the cupboard? i'd have thought you'd worry about the cat, in that case." he soldiers on right past her display of power, sparing it barely a glance. "how about we order in? i bet i could get someone to agree to free delivery."
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย feels ridiculous biting tongue and blinking back sting of tears, what's meant to be her sanctuary is blatantly snatched from underneath feet . โ ez - ra, โ a stomp brattily punctuates the way she stresses his name, trailing after like a kid throwing a tantrum . โ it's a no ! to everything ! what doesn't click about you not being welcomed here ?! you were awful to me ! so, no, i don't want to order in โโ what i want is for you to go kick rocks and leave me the hell alone ! โ this time, her demand is accompanied with another burst of energy . encasing ezra where he stood, rummaging through her pantry . โ you have no idea just how reasonable i've been . let this be the last time i have to make myself clear . โ
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย โ fuck, ย man . ย it's you trying to kill me at this point,ย i wasn't going to crash into the thing ! โ ย the path is simply the greatest projected outcome for an effortless and speedy escape, ย he knows it well . ย his wannabe savior, ย on the other hand, ย is unaware . ย thus becoming a catalyst for a multitude of variables and outcomes . ย โ shit ! ย you just fucked me, ย thanks for that !ย i can't see my preferred route ! โ
"i'm a grown ass man?!" this isn't exactly his favorite position to be in, driven into a frenzied rage... it just comes so easily. before he can even think to stop it, the inky darkness of his very essence boils over to reveal the monster beneath. "you're a grown ass man!" he snarls, voice warped and deep and infernal. "throwing shit around like a child." what were they arguing about again? he doesn't even remember. he doesn't even care! he's put this motherfucker down once and he's prepared to do it again! "i should send you back to lynnie in a bloody body bag!"
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย again, ย there it is . ย that spark that urges an immediate pulse of electricity to flow urgently through limbs, ย urging instincts to initiate fight or flight mode . ย the latter though, ย is quickly overridden by the first as โ lynnie โ ย rolls off ezraโs tongue and settles questioningly in own thoughts . ย โ lynnie ?ย lynnie ?ย as in analyn, ย my sister, analyn ? ย the fuck kinda friend are you to be calling her like that, ย she hates being told by that, ย and like, ย to be so fair, ย you smacked your fuck ass badge into my face first . ย i just returned that favor . โ ย his gaze narrows suspiciously while eyes flash a dangerous green . ย rolling forward, ย he continues to loop causally around the monstrous mass of a beast . โ all of the offense, ย but you don't seem the type for ana to be calling a buddy ย . . .ย let alone a friend . ย funny too, ย we've been in this settlement for like three years, ย and she's never mentioned you ย . . . ย plus we're literally neighbors too, ย and i've never seen you around . โ
"don't you tell me to take it easy, mate!" he snaps, scowl deepening. jules droning on doesn't spare him any rage, it boiling beneath his skin like the blistering heat of the wastes. an irrational response to being questioned, certainly... but not particularly to seeing someone who he had supposedly put in the ground ages ago! "you can pull my bloody identification out of your skull!" to prove his point, he pulls out his badge and slaps it right into his face. "satisfied?"
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย โ not you bein' mad, ย like, ย actually . ย you're a grown ass man, ย you feel me . ย a childless, ย grown - ass man, ย at that . ย ย why wouldn't i be suspect of you lurking around an after - school care center ? ย ย there's a set time for transpo's pick up and drop off, ย the hell're you doin', ย damn near an hour after ? โ ย pulling a face, ย he's quick to bend and snatch up the other's identification, ย hues skim the name, ย and while it doesn't ring any significant bells, ย it does cause an unexplained jolt of paranoia . ย sort of like a deja vu, ย though jules is quick to denounce it . ย and even quicker to send the badge soaring through the air like a frisbee . ย admires the air time it catches before landing in a nearby dumpster and re - focusing on ezra . โ ย tsssย . . . bummer . ย sorry 'bout that, ย my sister's always harping on me about being a klutz, ย gotta admit she's got a point . ย good luck trynna find that one, ย mate . โย
"bloody hell, watch it!" he snaps, shoving the arm off his shoulder and whirling around... to stop dead in his tracks. this is the worst city in the world. the worst city in the world. doesn't anyone ever just stay dead? "do i look like i've got kids to pick up? i'm just the transpo." it irritates him that he has to explain that, but not nearly as much as it irritates to him to find this person here in front of him at all.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย โ yeesh, ย like, ย god forbid a guy narrowly avoids crashing inta'ya . ย i apologized,ย man,ย take it easy . โ ย shoving hands into hoodie pocket, ย he does a couple of lazy circles around said โ transpo โ, ย head cocked almost comically to the side as he squints him over . โ transpo, โ ย he swivels to a halt and takes a quick peek at his watch, ย eyes narrowing further as he questions the other. ย โ and since when d'ya drop off after scheduled routes, ย that's mad sus, ย i'm not gonna lie .ย imma need to see some sorta government or like ย . . . ย i dunno . . . ย somethin' that doesn't paint 'ya as some weirdo that creeps 'round daycares . โ
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย โ shit ! sorry, ย guy ! โ ย gangly limbs had already reached to maneuver both stranger and himself from the near collision . ย skidding to a halt, ย jules steadies himself using the other's shoulder to kill his momentum . ย โ damn,ย that coulda been ugly, ย guess i gotta give myself more travel time for work . you good,ย dude ? โ ย there's a prickling that strikes the back of his neck, ย his body trying to jog a memory that no longer exists within his thoughts . โ you here to pick up a kiddo ? ย can't say i've seen you around before, ย unless you're looking for placement ? โ @buriedwithit
CHARACTER NAME. julien sinag zada . NICKNAMES. jules / juju / juul pod / jule . FACECLAIM. dominic fike. MUTATION STATUS. gen ii mutant . BIRTHDAY. september twenty9 . SEXUALITY. pansexual / panromantic . MORAL ALIGNMENT. chaotic neutral . OCCUPATION. early childhood daycare specialist . WORK SECTOR. four . AFFILIATION. nobody . POSITIVE TRAITS. humble, authentic, dependable, courageous . NEGATIVE TRAITS. stubborn, indecisive, impulsive, jittery .
: / / questionnaire
HOW DO THEY FEEL ABOUT LIVING IN SOL CITY? HAVE THEY ALWAYS LIVED HERE OR DID THEY TRAVEL FROM ANOTHER SETTLEMENT?
unlike his sister, jules bounced around from settlement to settlement after emancipating from their parents at sixteen ( fifteen and a half, if you were to ask analyn ) . all before landing and creating roots in a settlement of what would have been modern - day nashville, all before an impromptu visit to sol city, resulted in his life being tragically cut short . unbeknownst to jules himself . . . anyways, that analyn brought him back & fabricated a whole lot of his memory, he's thriving .
DO THEY TRUST THE COUNCIL'S LEADERSHIP? WHY OR WHY NOT?
real talk. bad as it sounds, jules likes to stay away from the politics of sol city . if it doesn't directly affect him and his daily activities, he tends to steer clear of it . very much a go with the wind sorta guy, he prefers to let his intuition vibe out most situations and people .
IF THEY CHOSE THEIR SECTOR AND PROFESSION, WHY DID THEY MAKE THAT CHOICE? IF THEY DIDN'T, WHY NOT? WERE THEY HAPPY WITH THEIR ASSIGNMENT?
yes & yes ! they grew up surrounded by plenty of friends and family and smack dab in the middle of the age ranges between everyone . which meant that when the oldest of the siblings / cousins didn't want babysitting duties, it fell onto him . working with and taking care of kids comes naturally, basically . plus, specializing in working with the littles ( pre - k 3 to kindergarten ) gave him plenty of reason to be his typical fun loving, goofy - self .
WHAT'S ONE OBJECT THEY ALWAYS KEEP ON THEIR PERSON?
a planchette styled guitar pick . it was a parting gift from his old roommate back home, something to ground him at open mics, to remember them by, was what they told him . he keeps it fastened securely into a holding necklace that hardly leaves his neck . a token to his true aspirations .
WHAT IS YOUR CHARACTER'S ABILITIES?
psychic probability manipulation .
ARE THEY GEN I OR GEN II?
gen ii.
WHAT CAN YOUR CHARACTER DO? WHAT ARE THEIR STRENGTHS?
psychic probability manipulation. jules manipulates probability through the use of psychic + psionic means . this allows for him to perform psionic feats that sway the odds in his favor as well as telepathically view all the possible outcomes of a situation and alter reality by projecting one's thoughts . subconsciously + psionically initiates random telekinetic acts that affect probability in his favor by making improbable ( but not impossible ) things occur within his line of vision, thus causing him to have good luck & his opponents to have bad luck . this probability field phenomenon can be anything from an enemy's equipment failure to avoiding stray shots . this subconsciously controlled talent is mostly triggered when he is in a fight or flight mode . but it emanates from his body at all times, is completely subconscious & even protects him if he has no knowledge of the danger, or affects his luck in actual games of chance . it is also largely participatory โ in order for the luck to take effect against others, he must engage in an action whose chance he is able to affect . as a byproduct of his abilities, his cerebral cortex emits a current of bioelectric pulses down his spine to instinctively guide his movements during such situations, which has the added effect of augmenting his natural reflexes and reactions to superhuman levels .
Ah. Rightโhe was sure that this was something, Victor simply wasn't just sure what. Half-seduction, half-dinner: it almost felt like a get-together with Seth. "Well, I'm sorry I'm not much of an exciting ssnack for you. Just don't go around killing people, alright, I might need their asses for sales," he says, half-jokingly. The casual thoughts of murder in this place is good enough to let anyone's teeth get on edge. Victor specifically; he never dealt well with violence, even though he's a walking laserbeam. "What kinda food do you need anyway? Maybe I can help."
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย โ oh, ย please . ย don't be selfish . ย i'm not concerned about your sales, pretty, ย and it isn't food m'lookin for . โ ย sighing dramatically, ย she sprawls across the bar - top, ย a hand simultaneously reaches over to snatch an unattended bottle from behind it . โ what do i look like, some goddamn damsel in distress, i don't want your damn pity help .โ flicking the lid off of swiped spirit, ย she takes a generous sip from it before sliding the bottle over to him . โ so what about you, pretty ? you're a regular 'ere or new blood, don't think i've seen your face 'round here . unless you just never registered on my radar . โ
` Min sits at the bar, waiting for her husband to join her- nursing a glass of sparkling water. Her eyes scan across the patrons of the bearded lady- cool, calculating, ready. She spots the woman leaning into the man a few feet away, she can practically smell the danger emanating from her and her brow arches as she watches the scene unfold. Careful flattery, quiet promises, dark gazes through fluttered lashes- using every trick in the book, it seems. A scoff escapes her and she sips her drink, intrigued and unsure if she'll intervene or let the sap reap the consequences of being so easily influenced by a pretty face.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย hooked, ย lined, ย and ย sunk . ย the patron is both the easy target and meal for her . ย eager to be shown a good time, ย they're quick to scamper after her and up to her private quarters . . . ย just to be left in a heap on her expensive carpeting .โ that your thing, ย hun . ย hmm ? ย stickin' yer goddamn nose where it don't belong .โ ย forgoing any pleasantries, ย aaliyah leans against the bar, ย crowding what's left of the other's space . ย โ look 'ere, ย little miss can't say it shit 'less it's behind some else's back, ย why not put your big girl panties on . ย say it with your chest and not behind, whatever your nursing here, all on your lonesome . โ
"something like that," he answers, curt as he yanks the tip of his tail out of her reach. it's not just anyone that's allowed to manhandle him, after allโhis recent restoration hasn't changed that! "good thing i'm not focusing my efforts on looking like you then, huh? i've got my own ideals in mind, don't you worry. not that i don't love you, liyah."
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย โ bitch, โ ย there's a litter of affection somewhere in that adjective, ย heavily diluted with her usual aggressiveness . โ you could only hope 'ta look like me . ย see how good you look with my foot in your ass, ย you cunt . โ ย with absolutely zero finesse, ย she lifts said foot to swipe at the back of his knees with enough force to buckle them . โ we aren't drunk enough for you to be pissin' me off like this, ย we need shots, ย urgently . ย first, ย second, ย and every round after that, ย s'all on you โโ so let's go n' get pissed, ย cunt . โ
Shiro had smiled politely as her fingers traced along his sleeve, the gesture noted but not indulged, his gaze calm and discerning as if weighing more than what was merely offered. โ I did enjoy your show, โ he admitted with a slight inclination of his head, voice warm with quiet sincerity. โ You are a very talented young woman. โ
The faintest glimmer of knowing passed through his eyes as he gently stepped back, excusing himself from the side of his two grandsons with a soft murmur, before turning his attention fully to her.
Yet when he spoke again, it was not aloud, but within the stillness of her mind, his presence measured and composed: You need not try so hard. I already know you have something I will enjoy, Ms. Badwi. His smile never wavered, neither mocking nor naive, simply certain, as he joined her on his own terms.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย an upturn of the corner of her mouth is offered to his kudos . ย she's fully aware of her talents, ย both in and out of the spotlight; ย it isn't anything she hasn't heard all before . โ aren't i, โ ย responds with a flutter of mascara - coated lashes, ย a triumphant beam accompanying it as she glides to move them to her private suite . though she quips a brow in curiosity as his voice pierces her mind, ย the feeling is invasive in a way she isn't keen on, ย but whatever gets her fed, ย right . โ that's a cute little party trick . . . ย on anyone else . i don't like it . sack up and say it with your nuts, keep outta my head . now, we doin' this or what ? โ
