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trcublesomes · 4 years

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🔥🔥 –– have you seen [ MAXINE “MAX” DUVAL ] since the storm? some say they look like [ bridget satterlee ] but they’re [ 21 ] & go by [ THE PHOENIX ]. [ she ] lived in halloway for [ 21 years ] . before the town vanished they were studying [ mechanical engineering ] and lived at [ THE DORMS ]. most people knew the [ CISFEMALE ] as [ sharp-witted ] but i’ve heard they can also be [ - BRAZEN ]. for some reason, they feel [ relieved ] about the town’s disappearance. ( doofus, 23 (for like 2 more weeks ew), she/her, cst (the c stands for corn) ) –––––

–––– local idiot admin is back and she has a new child on the rise . pls do not call her maxine as she will not hesitate to clap back , and though she is cute and kinda little do not underestimate !! we have a true chaotic good on our hands who really just had the odds stacked against her quite a bit growing up but that is a-okay . ‘ i’ll read your rules before i break them ’ kinda bitch . ‘ act before thinking ’ kinda bitch . ‘ lead with your heart not your head ’ kinda bitch . ‘ good instincts but terrible table manners ’ kinda bitch . ANYWAY . . . you’ll see . carry on !! this intro is much lazier than my other one akdjfhas so bear w me

max was born and raised in halloway to the ‘never gonna get out of this place’ sorta people. only her mother did, shortly after she was born, in the middle of the night with no warning and no telling. of where she might go, leaving her with her father. woof.

her old man really tried. he was a good dad, but the man’s moral compass was all sorts of out of whack. he spent as much time as possible with max and took as good of care of her as possible but like honestly?? having a kid is EXPENSIVE. being alive is expensive, and the straight and narrow honest path doesn’t always get you what you need.

he ultimately fell back into old habits which meant he spent a lot of time in the city boosting cars only to bring them back to halloway to sell for parts or modify for street racing and upselling. this was a business he ran under the table at an autoshop in town that the duval family started decades prior.

max never really knew this was going on because he kept it very much separate from her. they spent a lot of time working in their garage at home together on his old beater truck and a couple of other junkers that came in through the years, but she never visited the autoshop past sundown. just figured dad was a mechanic by day and a bit dependent on alcohol most nights.

when she was around fifteen, though, a job went horribly wrong and put her father away for life. thus began max’s time in the system, three years and three different foster homes in and around the halloway area... which had her consistently frustrated because she A: knew being adopted wouldn’t happen since she was 15?? and B: had pretty much been taking care of herself her whole life so sticking her in a house seemed stupid.

duval’s autoshop was bought by a friend of her father’s who was a friend no more after the ordeal, and renamed. she got a job there when she was old enough, first running the front desk, then working under the hood. she’s a hands-on learner and caught on to anything her father didn’t teach her very quickly.

even though she was a hard worker and happily minded her own gd business... she’s her father’s daughter, and trouble always seemed to find her. sometimes it was her fault— because she’s got a temper and a knack for being fussy under heavy authority—, other times it was the preconceived judgements attached to her last name. “trouble’s in her dna” sort of thing.

18 rolls around and she’s made.... decent enough grades to get into a few schools with scholarships, but she opts to defer in order to work for a year and save up. lives out of her car for a little bit, couch surfs every now and then, stays with some very gracious hosts, and works her ass off until she’s able to go to school for mechanical engineering which is great!!!

but because she’s still in halloway, hat last name follows her, and a lot of local students kinda know who she is. know she's a bit sharp, a bit rough around the edges, from an icky background. but she did her best and kinda loved being able to actually work in labs and have friends and come back to the same dorm every now and again, even if she didn't have anywhere to go over holiday break. she was doing well fOR ONCE!!!

then the storm happened bc no one in halloway is ever allowed to be happy

it’s every man for themselves, last names and reputations be damned at first so despite initial panic she’s.. relieved, to say the least.

because her grey morality is no longer such a bad thing!! probably reveled in it for a while, hotwiring cars, picking locks, maybe took a bat to the window of an old foster home. then when she realized how serious the situation was ... she kinda ... started to promise herself that she wouldn't be the villain of this story!!!

and now?? well... like everyone else she’s just trying to survive, just trying to figure her shit out, and still takes no shit bc she is useful in this world and she will be damned if u make her feel like she’s not!!

P E R S O N A L I T Y

she may not be able to read jane austen in her free time at the speed of light, but max is sharp. she’s intuitive and knows how to take care of herself when the going gets rough. she’s quick to think on her feet and 110% a tactile learner as in... throw her into the fire and she’ll learn on the job. it’s why she’s so good with her hands and why she went into mechanical engineering.

she’s got... a lot of anger quietly bubbling under the surface bc she’s been dealt a shitty hand. but with no family, whose there to be mad at?? so she probably drinks more than she should... like father like daughter!!! because alcohol is cheaper than therapy my friends

a lil rambunctious, a lil rough around the edges. bold and a lil too fearless... never backs down from a dare even if she knows it’s a stupid one.

does not give up on herself and hates being underestimated. that said, she does have a tendency to give up on others quickly. she’s been let down a lot, and i mean, if you see a pattern and have no reason to believe someone’s going break it...

VERY loyal to the people she loves. she’d do anything for them, ethically questionable favors included, but these people are few and far between bc yikes! it’s hard to really get to know her

nice until you give her even the slightest reason not to be, and not much for second chances

looks like a cinnamon roll, could probably kill you type shit

chaotic good “i read the rules before i break them” type shit

fundamentally good

there’s a.... soft undertone to her... it’s there. it’s just rare, and it takes the right people to bring it out of her.

likes to take things apart and put them back together to see how they’re made aksdjf

also,........ has a lowkey love affair with music. she picked up guitar about a decade ago and often plays to relax herself. she’s got pretty voice and isn’t bad at the strumming game bUT YA KNOW it’s not something she ever wanted to do anything with. u wanna know what she sounds like??? of course i’ll show you even though you didn’t ask!! here ya go

she does not mind the disappearance because!! she has no one to go back to anyway. it also kinda gave her a clean slate. she’s useful here more than she is notorious. the playing field is more even. and like... the girl IS useful so !!! she’s better off here than back ‘home’, in her opinion

lil bit of selina kyle... lil bit of season 2 nancy wheeler... lil bit of raven reyes

OK THIS TURNED OUT MORE OBNOXIOUS THAN PLANNED

i’m gonna spam the dash now aksdjfh but smash the like and i’ll come to you and we can plot w max (and esme since i suck and haven’t done that either)

#this. is UGLYASDLKFA #hallowayintro #nakdjf

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elysiumrp · 7 years

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Congratulations RY! You have been accepted as Jacob Newton. Please go through the checklist and send in your account within 24 hours. If you need more time, make sure you send a message to the main.

There’s always such a thrill when it comes to hunters in a supernatural-themed roleplay, and when one of the hunters we wrote that is “the worst” – depending on how you’re viewing it – you can say we both got excited over this. It’s clear that you’ve had more than enough experience to show that a character like Jacob is a simple walk in the park for you, but the way you describe how you’ll execute the character, it was spot on. Jacob is a hunter, plan and simple. He doesn’t just kill the good ones, doesn’t give them a trial period to see if he truly wants to take the supernatural out, no. He’s strategic in his actions and the course you have set for him is exactly how we imagined his would be. It’s always fun to see the dramatic irony between it, knowing what Jacob is there to do and the other characters not knowing. All I can say is that I’m glad we found a person who will conduct such an intense symphony and that it’s you we’re choosing to do so. Welcome to Elysium!!

OOC INFO

Name: Ry Age: 23 Timezone: EST Preferred Pronouns: He/Him Previous RP Experience: [RFP] Activity Level: Tricky question. I work night shifts most days and on the weekends, I’m gonna be pretty much nonexistent. Seriously, Imma be a ghost and that’s speaking honestly which is why I understand if you wouldn’t accept me based on that alone. It’s summertime so that means I work till at least 2 every night and since I gotta have a bite to eat and then wind down, I’m usually up till at least 4 just getting myself ready to pass out for the night. Because I knock out so late, I’m usually asleep till it’s time for me to get up again and get ready for work so I can do the whole thing over again. So yeah, ghost on the weekends but I usually got two days off and if I’m not distracted by the newest game I’ve spent my hard earned bucks on and I got the muse, I’ll likely be on trying to get some posts out. I’ll also have time to reply either early in the morning before work or after work during the weekdays since I don’t get off too late during those times for my head to just be complete shit. Anything Else: I wrote this while I was very tired. Don’t judge, pls?

IC INFO

Character Name: Jacob Newton Why did you choose this character:

Yet another tricky question for me. I wrote so many different answers for this question that you’d think I was trying to write an entrance letter to my dream college or something but honest to god, can’t really give you a straight answer to this one. When I play hunter’s they’re stoic, sadistic, assholes whose mind is only set on gutting and killing however many supernatural creatures they can get their hands on. When not playing as a hunter in a supernatural RP, my characters are pretty much still the same. Drain, hack, and basically dismember whomever gets in your way and not give a fuck about any such thing as consequences for one’s actions. That one thing my character’s usually all have in common in RPs like these? They’re all pretty much serial killers and they all in some way or another play the role as the antagonists. I like playing as the villain, I like playing as the guy that basically comes in and is like ‘I’m here strictly to ruin your fun’. That’s my type of character and I guess that’s the reason I’m finding muse for Jacob. He’s not in any way, shape or form the main antagonist but he is part of the problem. Here’s a hunter whose sole purpose in life is to rid the world of supernatural creatures and rather than do it as most others would by stabbing at the front, he’s instead actually employing a sort of tactic that would effectively allow him to stab these people in the back. I love the hell out of that. He’s here to deceive these people, and if I’m allowed to be the writer I get to work at finding a way for my character to gain their trust just so he can pull that off. In making Jacob such a way, I get to actually plot with others and have it go further than just ‘well… he kinda sorta hates your character and would you like to do something where he attacks them?’ Plots for Jacob can go beyond that cause we can talk about ways in which my character can in time earn yours trusts or even if it’s possible to do so in the first place. Pretty damn sure I’m explaining it all wrong but basically, I like the character and for some odd reason he’s interesting enough for me to want to take a crack at him. He falls into the type of character I typically play but with a little more depth to him and with a different enough take on how he gets shit done for me to see myself really enjoying plying as him if chosen. Can’t give you a better or clearer answer than that.

Describe your plan for them:

Step one for Jacob? Expand on his connections while also reinforcing the ones he currently has. The whole point of the wolf in sheep clothing’s thing is to gain people’s trust so that when he’s ready to go for the kill, his victim count isn’t in the single digits but are instead in the double, even triple digits. He wants to eradicate races and you don’t do that by being hasty so step one is making connections. I want to connect with people and most of all, I want him to connect with the right people. Merlot? Prime vampire spot I would love for him to eventually find out about. Kyle? The cousin to the girl he’s currently dating? I’d love for him to at least be given the chance to try and earn the wolf’s trust. I want him talking to people and making connections cause that’s the only way for my character to succeed in his plan and I want to go along with the plan the admins created for Jacob. I love the plan! It’s the reason I’m trying for him so obviously I love it. Him getting out there and building a relationship with people is the only way I’ll ever be able to get to step two and I want to get to step two cause it’s my favorite. Step two is obviously the betrayal. I want that. Seriously, I want it. I want to have built up relationships that we as the players fucking adore. Relationships that make us look forward to coming on the dash everyday and I want to destroy that cause my character no matter what, is gonna betray them. It’s in his nature and it’s all an act. I know for sure I’m going to love the hell out of the relationships and friendships I may manage to build for Jacob while he’s pretending but it will eventually break and when it does, I’m gonna love the hell out of playing that out too. I want to go through the plan you have for the dude, I want to make my own plans along the way that play along with the kind of role you created for him. I don’t got exact details but I know step one and step two and that’s a start.

Describe your character’s feelings and reactions to the initial reveal of the supernatural world:

When the supernatural reveal happened, I can basically see Jacob having this ‘oh shit’ moment. Something that was supposed to be a secret, something all of them knew was supposed to be kept a damn secret was revealed to the world in the most spectacular of ways. So yeah, initial reaction for him would be one of shock and confusion. Why would the hunter do such a thing? What could have possessed him to do it? Was this in some way shape, or form a ploy by the supernatural? Were they controlling the hunter? He would ask himself all these questions, do the research, and figure out just what the hell was going on and if it was all real of not and what was to happen from then on. Once he got all the answers he needed though, I think he’d mostly just find the whole thing amusing. When he had a moment to think about it, truly think about it and dwell on it, he’d see that being exposed wasn’t such a bad thing. Exposing the secret didn’t harm him or his kind. Despite them having a hand in it there wasn’t about to be a blow back to the hunter community. In fact, the more he dwelled on it, I’m sure he came to the rightful conclusion that letting the public know that monsters were real would only help his people. They lived in the dark, never able to take credit for their work and always having to take caution in just how they got the job done. With things coming to light? They no longer had to hide. His people could legitimize hunters, allow others to know the heroes who worked diligently to protect them day in and day out. While he himself wasn’t so much looking for a pat on the back for doing the job, he would believe them going legit would make the job easier. While he himself saw every monster as just that, a beast that needed to be put down, the average joe saw the mask they put up. They saw Tom who worked in accounting, or Sue who served them drinks and had a funny little joke to share with them come time for brunch. Letting real people know these supposed ‘people’ were in fact just rabid animals in disguise could mean he’d no longer have to work so hard in order to kill ‘em and hide their body. Eradicating them would be easier. Completely destroying them would no longer just be a pipe dream for him and his people. So yeah, shocked and confused at first by the reveal but in a short time, he’d see it as a blessing.

Describe your character’s feelings and reactions to the current state of the world, and how it impacts them as an individual:

The world’s fucked and Jacob is rightfully furious about the state of the world. One can assume that for centuries hunters have had to sacrifice their loved ones for the job. They put their lives at risk for it with a single minded goal only to be told that, now that it’s out in the open, the government is willing to give these monsters a clean slate. The mountains upon mountain of blood on their hands? We’ll forget it happened. Register, abolish your ways, follow the rules and anyone who rightfully kills you like the beast you are is going to be in trouble for it. It’s like a stab in the back for Jacob. The smart, nasty ones who know there are those out there who would gladly put a bullet to the brain upon first glance are always the quick ones to get registered. Can’t have a hunter taking you out like a dog in the street if you’re registered. Can’t be shot down like the beast you are if you’re registered. It makes the job harder for him. It’s easier in some ways cause he can be more open about things but the registration act and these so called rights they’re giving them, not only leaves a bad taste in his mouth but just makes him all the more furious. He doesn’t think it’s right and with those he doesn’t have to pretend with, he makes it known just how backwards he thinks the whole damn thing is. The only right a monster should have is the right so a slow and painful death. That’s it.

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They were just lies. When you were younger they were the things you’d receive a swift slap to the hand for. It was the one thing your parents hated more than anything else. The one thing they warned you against doing because they knew as everyone seems to come to understand at some point that lies are bad. Never lie to us. Never lie to me. No matter where you came from, no matter what sort of background you hailed from, it was something most had in common. It was a cardinal rule, if you wanted to be trusted and you wanted people to actually give a damn about you, you didn’t lie. No one likes a liar. No one trusts a liar. Lying, short of assault was that one thing that that could automatically mean the end of whatever friendship or relationship you’d put whatever effort into. Hell, even if you weren’t dropped for telling a lie, you’d certainly never be trusted again. Once a liar, always a liar.

Your parents taught you the rule, your teachers taught it too. It was universal. You don’t fucking lie and yet, despite hearing it time and time again, that was exactly what he was doing cause for him, it was just lies. It was a means to an end. Breaking someone’s trust? Losing the relationship he’d put months into? They weren’t things he cared about. All he cared about, all he could afford to care about was perpetuating the lie and getting what he wanted – no. It wasn’t a want. It was more than that. Calling it a want was underselling it cause it was so much more to him. It was a need. Getting what he wanted was his burning desire. It was his dream. It was for this dream that he was willing to sacrifice whomever he needed. It was for this dream of his that he planned to do exactly that. It would pay off in the end and these lies of his, that ones that were so easy for him to keep track of cause he had gotten so good at knowing them, the lies that easily fell from his lips would pay off in the end. He was sure of it. So sure of it that with each passing day, he allowed himself to dig even deeper. Allowed himself to be buried that much more. Expand his circle, expand the lies.

“No, no, I’m listening,” There’s a pause, a break in his defense as he listens to his girlfriend argue with him. “I’m listening! It’s not my fault if you think I’m not.” Chuckling softly as he attempts to push his point across, to anyone who glanced at the male he’d simply look and certainly sound like a young man clearly in love having a good natured argument with his girlfriend. It’s the type of scene people who’ve experience love would simply shake their head at while their lips curled up into the tiniest of smiles as they reminisced over their own love and similar conversations they’ve had with their significant others. It was cute. It was endearing. It looked exactly as it needed to look and for Jacob that was perfect. Playing up his role as the loving boyfriend all while he did as he needed, all while he furthered his little plan and used the woman whose heart he didn't need to guess at to know he had, it all feel into place so perfectly. “Wanna make a bet?” Eyes trained on the bespectacled monster sitting but two chairs down from him, drawing a rough sketch of the beast in the book laid out before him as he spoke, he continued. “Come on. If you’re so sure I wasn’t listening then bet me. If I win, you…” drawling out the word with a suggestive lilt, those his voice held all the traits of an amused man, in reality he was anything but. How was he to be amused? How was he to be happy and amused when he had a bastard of a beast sitting just inches from him sipping from a latte as if he hadn’t a care in the world? It was enough to make his blood burn.

“Ah, ah, ah! No, no, no. It doesn't work like that. You gotta take the bet in order to hear the conditions.” Connecting the last line for his image, though snapping pictures was the ideal way of identifying and remembering his various targets, when forced to get up and close with them in such a manner, sometimes he just had to resort to the basics. Vampires weren’t the vest as recognizing basic technology but they certainly knew enough to know when someone was snapping a picture of them. If he wanted to continue to lie the next day, the better option was to draw and remain inconspicuous. “Nope! Too late. Hey, babe?” Pausing in order to place his sketch in his bag, having done all he could and needed to do for the day in regards to watching the individual and having his fill of being around animals, he rose to his feet. “What do you say about catching a movie?” He asked, throwing the question her way as he exited the building. “Yeah, well, I mean I finished my coffee, you’re obviously not doing anything so we should do something. Come on! What do you say?”

Any questions/concerns/things you’d like to change: (siblings to add, pronouns, sexuality you’d like to specify, personality, face claim, history, etc., etc.)

Nope!

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