The Start of 100 Years
“Cecilia~!” Seolmi whines. “Where are you going? We just started playing a new round. Are you giving up already? You were really good at playing B.S.! Your poker face is...”
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The Start of 100 Years
“Cecilia~!” Seolmi whines. “Where are you going? We just started playing a new round. Are you giving up already? You were really good at playing B.S.! Your poker face is...”
[What were your hobbies as a child? Is there anything about you now that you as a child would be surprised about?]
"Does bothering my mother's guards count as a hobby? 'Cause if so, then that was the biggest one. But another one I did a lot was watch vids with Aryna. She didn't like how cut off I was from asari culture, so she wanted t' show me some of it through movies, old and new."
She chuckles. "Oh, definitely. The . . . attention I get, for one. S'not something younger me would've expected. And my, ah, ability t' charm people into givin' me what I want or need. I was a polite . . . ish little kid, and the idea of manipulatin' people at the level I do now would have been unthinkable for my younger self."
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Ж: What do you like best about RPing, in general?
[ Being able to develop characters outside of canon, and expand on a universe, whether actually established or one of your own, in general. And watching relationships develop, platonic or otherwise, is also one of my favourite things about RPing. Also reading people's various interpretations of canon characters, and the great OCs I've encountered. ]
Meet The Muse
Hover over the links for a brief description!
|| The Basics ||
Name: Cecilia Cosmas Nickname(s): C.C., but only by those close to her Age: 29 Species: Human
|| Personal ||
Morality (Bold One Per Section): Lawful / Neutral /Chaotic ||| Good / Neutral / Evil. Religious Belief: None Sins: Lust / Greed / Gluttony / Sloth / Pride / Envy / Wrath. Virtues: Chastity /Charity / Diligence / Humility /Kindness/ Patience/ Justice. Primary Goals In Life: Cure Kepral's Syndrome Languages Known: A very odd form of Norwegian, Latin, some Thessian Secrets: One of the first humans born into batarian slavery, she can tend to be racist towards them. Secretly yearns for a loving family, but has suppressed her desire for it so much so that she doesn't even realize it herself. Quirks: Her Norwegian sounds like that spoken by deaf Norwegians due to her upbringing; the language was taught by Batarians and nobody ever spoke it properly to her. Savvies: Diagnostic medicine, research, field medic work
|| Physical ||
Build: Slender / Scrawny /Bony / Fit / Athletic / Herculean / Babyfat / Pudgy / Obese / Other. Height: 5’ 4” Weight: 117 lbs Scars/Birthmarks: No scars, no birthmarks. All removed at a young age or immediately after appearing. Abilities/Powers: Extremely intelligent, can easily intimidate others, extremely talented doctor known for working tirelessly to find cures; knowledge of various species' anatomies makes her dangerous in an emergency Restrictions: Too proud for her own good, cocky, has trouble making friends/allies, cold, doesn't let people in easily
|| Favorites ||
Favorite Food: Chocolate covered sunflower seeds Favorite Drink: Red wine Favorite Pizza Topping: Mushrooms Favorite Color: Yellow Favorite Music Genre: Instrumental Favorite Book Genre: Nonfiction Favorite Movie Genre: Documentary Favorite Season: Summer to Autumn Favorite Butt Type: Functioning Favorite Swear Word: "Dritt og dra." Translation: Fuck off. Favorite Scent: The smell of an entire field of sunflowers drifting in a cool breeze. Favorite Quote: “The most exquisite pleasure in the practice of medicine comes from nudging a layman in the direction of terror, then bringing him back to safety again." -Kurt Vonnegut
|| Fun Stuff ||
"Boss" Theme Music: No Light, No Light by Florence + The Machine Loud Burper Or Soft Burper: Whatever feels best; it's good for the body. Sings In The Shower: No Likes Bad Puns: No. Hates them. Their Opinion On The Mun: A slacker who should focus on her work instead of concerning herself with frivolous things if she ever wants to accomplish anything
Tag people: no *grumpy cat*
[☮, ✔]
✔:A plot you would love to play out with your character
Anything having to do with digging up her past, like going back to Japan where she grew up, or going back to her empty apartment on Illium or anything really character-development rich. Oh, and I'd also love for Goto to have a little kinky romance in her life, but I'm very picky about that.
☮:Something you're confident about with your writing
I'm generally pretty confident with my writing. I don't really do a lot of after-the-fact editing when it comes to RPing, since I post it after I finish writing so something there are repetitive words or sentences that could have been worded better, but on the whole I'm pretty happy with what I put out or I wouldn't be putting it out. I guess if I had to choose one particular thing to highlight it would be my dialogue. I'm often told that my dialogue reads very naturally.
"Drink this," Cecilia commanded, setting down a cup of blonde roast in front of Jinho. Decaf, though she didn't tell him that as she buzzed about the kitchen on a busy Monday morning. "Don't forget to pick up milk on the way home today, please. If we want breakfast for dinner tonight, we'll need it." She just wanted to distract him from the slightly odd color of his coffee this morning. Setting a plate of toast in front of him, she leaned over and kissed his cheek, hoping he would be too swept up by the chaos of the early morning to notice or even care about the coffee's subtle differences.
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[Good luck! Are u watching spaghetti westerns]
[ i'm watching a movie i started on like thursday or friday and still not done omg...... ]
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"Woah," rolled the breathless remark, the gambler eyeing each faint cut that dug into the man's neck. They ran like pale scars, incisions that bore and marked, the unmistakable sign of a dabbler of augmentations. A man of blood and metal. Bone and electricity. Daegil leaned over the table with bright, young eyes, curious and searching. "Real traditional," he began before breaking into a bold, harmless smile. "Shouldn't you be trying to look younger not older?"