with_vertigo: [Application Form]

Shini: The Incredible Robotic Humanoid (

botling) wrote in

with_vertigo,
@ 2007-07-12 01:10:00

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[Application Form]
This is the form that should be used -- with no exceptions -- to apply for a character in with_vertigo. When finished, please comment on this post (comments are screened). It will be judged as quickly as possible.

The form:

BASIC INFORMATION:

Name: What you would like to be called by the other players.
Age:
LJ username: You must have one to participate.
Email Address:
Y!M, MSN, and AIM screen names: State which ones you have and your screen names for each.
Current RP Commitments: State the games you're in, and either the amount of characters in each, or name the characters you play. Either way is acceptable.

CHARACTER INFORMATION:

Name: The full name of the character you're applying for. If your character doesn't have a canon last name, either make one up, or leave it as is.
Age: Again, use the age given in canon, or make one up if it's not given.
Background: Provide a short history for your character, mostly regarding things that happened prior to the start of ZP.
Writing sample: This is the part that is most important -- you must show that you can play the character correctly without straying into OOC-land. The sample should have some interaction with either a NPC or a canon character (in this instance, it's not thought of as godmodding) in order to show how you would have them interact with other people. This should be in third person, past tense.

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botling
2007-07-17 11:27 am UTC (link)

BASIC INFORMATION:

Name: Shini!
Age: 20
LJ username:

botling
Email Address: the_first_shinigami_kender AT yahoo.com
Y!M, MSN, and AIM screen names: quincyarcherhatesyou, e-mail address, Kimi ga Daiji
Current RP Commitments: See here.

CHARACTER INFORMATION:

Name: Anastasia "Tasha" Forkel
Age: 22
Background: A bright girl who came to Gemini Laboratory shortly after getting her degree in biological sciences, she found herself fitting in almost instantly with the strange collection of maids and scientists that filled the Laboratory.

She respects Nazna with ever fiber of her being, declaring herself more than willing to go to the ends of the earth and back for her, something she's done on the occasion thanks to some of the less than legal work the laboratory has been dragged into thanks to the help of one Gamma Akutabi.

Writing sample: Tasha hummed to herself. Tea was at nine, as always. It didn't matter whether anyone else was up or not, she'd have the kettle boiling and ready to go. After all, it didn't matter what they wanted, as long as she got her tea.

It was the first real break she took every morning, smack in between her morning cleaning and checking on her samples to see what had developed overnight. She wouldn't have it any other way.

The tea pot began to squeal as Tasha spun around, her earrings clanking against one another as she heard some of the other maids start to appear from their various tasks. Just on time!

"Come and get it!"

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	bellumina 2007-07-17 11:54 pm UTC (link)
	Blah blah blah accepted blah blah blah Shini knows the drill. (Reply to this)(Parent)

botling
2007-07-17 11:43 am UTC (link)

BASIC INFORMATION:

Name: Shini!
Age: 20
LJ username:

botling
Email Address: the_first_shinigami_kender AT yahoo.com
Y!M, MSN, and AIM screen names: quincyarcherhatesyou, e-mail address, Kimi ga Daiji
Current RP Commitments: See here.

CHARACTER INFORMATION:

Name: "Spinboy" Ranewater Calder
Age: Unknown, appears 16, but is in reality far older.
Background: A narcissist from birth, Calder has always been obsessed with looking as young and, more importantly, beautiful as ever. He's a weapon master and an information hoarder, taking great care to pay attention to any rumors of youth serums and the secrets of eternal life.

It was through this that he learned of the highly experimental drug, Phenixamin, a secret to eternal life as long as he continued to use it, no matter how detrimental to his health and highly addicting it was. Driven by his obsession with the drug, he found himself joining the Ash Daughter gang and eventually taking the role of its shadow leader, sending its members to hunt and retrieve the rings of the dead wherever they could be found.

His sole mistake, though? Going after the ring possessed by Gamma Akutabi.

Writing sample: He could feel it, that shaky arthritic feeling was creeping up along his arm again. The dryness was starting to touch along his skin. He couldn't have it. He wasn't going to let this body die on him.

The Phenixamin came in small shipments, sometimes only a few pills per package. Slowly, but surely, it was becoming less effective with each dose. The addition never stopped though.

He settled on the wooden floor of their hideout, ripping open the fresh box with little ceremony. It had arrived only minutes ago, their most recent shipment since two months ago. He needed this. His face, his body, everything was starting to grow imperfect.

His hands shook as he finally secured the thin plastic bag that held the smaller container. His drugs. How long had he waited? How long had he needed this fix? He tossed the bag aside as his small, childish hands grasped at the container.

There it was. There was his precious fix. The first pill went down with no problem, released from sweaty hands and swallowed without a drop of water beyond his spit.

The rush came fast and clean, his body reacting almost instantly to the potent mixture. He closed his eyes. He needed no religion. He only needed the small white capsules that gave him everything he wanted.

Those were his god and savior and with every one he swallowed, he whispered a little pray of thanks to them, his addiction satisfied once more.

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	bellumina 2007-07-18 12:02 am UTC (link)
	=D recognises that! Also, accepted. (btw, Forte's not listed under BB on deathproofs. \|D) (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	botling 2007-07-18 12:08 am UTC (link)
	<.<; goes to fix that and update with some new ones~ (Reply to this)(Parent)

bellumina
2007-07-17 11:34 pm UTC (link)

BASIC INFORMATION:

Name: Kendra
Age: 17. >:
LJ username:

bellumina
Email Address: kendrazero@aol.com
Y!M, MSN, and AIM screen names: Y: kendrazer0; M: kendraxsullivanxshadows@yahoo.com A: kendrazer0
Current RP Committments:
Mercy Street - Luppi, Grimmjow [Applying for Sun-Sun]
Las Noches High - Halibel
Bleach Beats - Ulquiorra, Hiyori

CHARACTER INFORMATION:

Name: Nazna Gemini
Age: 26
Background: Largely hailed as a scientific genius, Nazna knows more than almost any scientist in the world. She can treat curious ailments as if they're nothing, though her methods are, to those who don't work at Gemini, mysterious. Nazna is a creator, an alterer, an innovator. She experiments for fun and advocates progress for the sake of progress itself. Her services are expensive, though she's less interested in the money than the job itself, which can be shown in particular through Nazna's willingness to take payments other than money, so long as said payment is interesting.

Nazna and Gamma Akutabi have a long-standing relationship of Nazna giving, Gamma receiving, and in turn, she tends to get into trouble a lot (supplying a criminal with things is not exactly condoned). Despite this, they get along fairly well, and Nazna enjoys his company, if only because he often brings her interesting proposals, and a challenge is something she refuses to pass up.

Nazna, despite what many might think, is neither a loner nor a cruel woman. The people who work for her are loyal to a T, and Nazna, in turn, rewards them with kindness (though she has been known to threaten them with sex changes and other such operations if she gets annoyed). The key is to get on her good side, because if you don't, you can find yourself stuck on an operating table with pins in your limbs as her sadistic streak comes out.
Writing sample: "The operation should be fairly simple in itself," said Nazna, arching an eyebrow at her two helpers, both of whom were frantically scribbling notes so they wouldn't mess up when the time came. "Or rather, it should in theory be simple. Often in practise, complications arise."

The complications she was referring to, of course, were with regards to the Ring of the Dead lodged in that boy's insides. She'd operated on someone like this before, yes. But the last few times she'd done the operation (she'd only done it twice before), the ring hadn't been embedded for over six months. This one ... well, according to the appearance of the Ring's living form and the information Gamma had been able to give her, it had been approximately ten whole years.

"It's going to be difficult to avoid killing the boy," she said bluntly. "But of course, we simply cannot let him die."

Geraldine looked up in vague confusion, and Nazna further explained with a faint smile twitching on her lips. "As little as this Emilio Lufas Getto means to me, I refuse to lose a patient and discredit myself and Gemini Labratory. A challenge is a challenge, girls, and no such challenge is going to prove too difficult for Nazna Gemini."

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	botling 2007-07-18 12:07 am UTC (link)
	Accepted! =D (Reply to this)(Parent)

PUHWOAR!

yuunaluna
2007-07-21 03:31 am UTC (link)

BASIC INFORMATION:

Name: Yuuna
Age: 17
LJ username: yuunaluna
Email Address: xx7deadlysins@hotmail.com
Y!M, MSN, and AIM screen names: AIM: xx7deadlysins
Current RP Commitments: None. This will be my first RP.

CHARACTER INFORMATION:

Name: Luka-Lughca
Age: 12
Background:
Luka’s parents were both already acrobats in Balmunk’s circus when she entered the family. They soon became a family act that was particularly useful to Balmunk when it came to attracting innocents to see their deadly performances. However, within days of Luka’s tenth birthday, her parents mysteriously disappeared after an alarmingly effective killing-spree. Whether Balmunk disposed of them for his own purposes, or whether they left of their own volition, is unknown.
Since then, Luka has attached herself to the more affectionate members of Balmunk’s crew. Her most startling bond has been with Pownder, a humane pyromaniac, to whom she wants to marry.
Writing sample:
“Good kill tonight, huh?” Pownder crooned, looking at the devastation surrounding him and his petite partner in crime.
“Oh, sure,” she responded only half-heartedly, picking the dried blood off of her rope. She was neat and tidy when it came to killing, but that didn’t mean that the rest of them were. She had joined Balmunk’s gang two years ago and still hadn’t gotten used to the sheer vulgarity of what the troupe did. And even then, what they did was not always what they were capable of. But still, she couldn’t deny that there was a thrill in it for her too.
“You did well tonight,” Powder said, extracting some of the pride out his voice. “You’re getting more efficient with each day. Balmunk should be happy with you.” He knew her own talent made her uncomfortable.
Recoiling the rope and attaching it to a silver belt at her waist, she looked up at the older man. Part of the thrill of the evening was captured in this man for her. It was a deadly attraction that she just couldn’t help but follow blindly. Where you go, I shall follow, she thought bitterly.
Impatiently, she waited for the day when she would be able to understand herself. She was on the verge of an adult’s mentality, but stuck in a pubescent’s body. Thank God for those last dregs of childhood resiliency. Lately, only they gave her what little strength she could muster. And thank God for those tattered shreds of childish faith. She couldn’t wait to be released from this dazzling hell.

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	botling 2007-07-24 07:35 pm UTC (link)
	Accepted! Feel free to join the communities and start logging~! (Reply to this)(Parent)

<.< It's about tiiime~

bellumina
2007-07-23 05:17 pm UTC (link)

BASIC INFORMATION:

Name: Kendra
Age: 17
LJ username:

bellumina
Email Address: Kendrazero@aol.com
Y!M, MSN, and AIM screen names: Y!M: kendrazer0, AIM: kendrazer0, MSN: kendraxsullivanxshadows@yahoo.com, though I'm hardly on it.
Current RP Commitments:
Bleach Beats - Ulquiorra Schiffer, Hiyori Sarugaki, (applying for Luppi)
Las Noches High - Cuarta (Halibel)
Mercy Street RP - Luppi, Grimmjow Jaggerjack, (applied for Sun-Sun)

CHARACTER INFORMATION:

Name: Milan Gerald Falzon (also known as Midge the Multitude)
Age: 28
Background: Milan Falzone, stage name "Midge the Multitude", was taught the art of murder from a very young age. He became a master at knife-throwing at the tender age of eleven, and killing came quite easily after that. When his parents, assassins themselves, were caught and executed by firing squad, Milan became the head of the Falzon family of assassins, imparting his vast knowledge to his fifteen younger sisters.

Several years later, they were all recruited by a ringmaster who was organising a circus troupe specialising in killing. Milan, through his intelligence, skill, and leadership qualities, became Balmunk's most trusted associate, earning him the title of Assistant Ringmaster almost immediately.

Since then, Milan and his sisters (who act as his accomplices) have been responsible for many of the murders committed by the troupe. A sadistic, cruel man, Milan is kind only when it benefits him; he prefers to play with his prey before striking the final blow -- a fault that became his downfall when faced with the legendary C.T Smith.

Writing sample: The show was about to begin. His face was covered, eyes peeking out between a hat and a mask that hid the lower half of his face. He could see, through the crack of light separating the two bits of tent fabric, that people were beginning to file in, looking around in awe as Luka-Lughca flew through the air, and several clowns waddled up to bid them a pleasant hello, producing flowers from their hats.

They were endearing, Milan knew. They drew the crowd in. But soon the audience would be sent into separate areas of the tent to meet their untimely ends by Guiffle's blades, Pownder's flames, Balmunk's magic, and his own knives. They could not possibly dream that they would never return to their homes.

Milan smiled, his mouth unseen. "Get ready, my dear sisters," he said as he pulled on the generic circus mask and costume he was so used to wearing. "It is almost time."

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	botling 2007-07-24 07:33 pm UTC (link)
	Eee~! Accepted! (Reply to this)(Parent)

botling
2007-07-26 05:19 am UTC (link)

BASIC INFORMATION:

Name: Shini!
Age: 20
LJ username:

botling
Email Address: the_first_shinigami_kender AT yahoo.com
Y!M, MSN, and AIM screen names: quincyarcherhatesyou, e-mail address, Kimi ga Daiji
Current RP Commitments: See here.

CHARACTER INFORMATION:

Name: Baragne Binoix Bartoreuil Balmunk
Age: Unknown canonly, appears mid-thirties
Background: A master of mystery and carnage, not much is publicly made known about the past of the top-hatted ring-master that travels in a sinister circus troupe of his own making. After all, it's hard for a life story to circulate when most of the people you meet end up dead.

Balmunk is a magician of astounding talent at slight of hand and illusions of all sorts, even if it is one that is used to the benefit of an exceptional killing talent more than it is to the benefit of those being entertained.

A class A-Zero criminal, one to rival Gamma himself, he is known for both taking on jobs when money gets scarce and otherwise masacring towns at whole when he's not. He likes the dramatic and showy and, for that, he follows other criminals, enjoying the gorgeous level of carnage that they can present.

It's only a pity that they also tend to be just strong enough to fight back against his sadistic nature.

Writing sample: A new town, a new rumor of the rings of the dead, Balmunk's latest curiosity. Immortal life would be the penultimate trick, after all, a way of playing a trick on the gods above, laughing as he went on his way.

Balmunk didn't bother to try and blend in with their number, his sleek garb and showy tophat more than enough to catch even the most focused eye. Whispers followed him everywhere, like a pack of butterflies in a tral after him as he strolled through town.

Yes, this would be a perfect place to set up their tent, a beautiful spot to start their most sinister show.

"Khorosho! Ladies and Gentlemen! The show? Begins now," he started with a dramatic flourish. Not a single one would survive once he was through. And that? was the beauty of it.

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	bellumina 2007-07-26 06:07 am UTC (link)
	:3 Accepted~~~. (Reply to this)(Parent)

=D!

bellumina
2007-07-27 04:41 am UTC (link)

BASIC INFORMATION:

Name: Kendra
Age: 17
LJ username:

bellumina
Email Address: Kendrazero@aol.com
Y!M, MSN, and AIM screen names: Y!M: kendrazer0, AIM: kendrazer0, MSN: kendraxsullivanxshadows@yahoo.com, though I'm hardly on it.
Current RP Commitments:
Bleach Beats - Ulquiorra Schiffer, Hiyori Sarugaki, (applying for Luppi)
Las Noches High - Cuarta (Halibel)
Mercy Street RP - Luppi, Grimmjow Jaggerjack, (applied for Sun-Sun)

CHARACTER INFORMATION:

Name: Angelle Belle Rose Cooney
Age: 11
Background: Ever since Angelle arrived at Gemini Laboratory, she has been in love with Akutabi Gamma. It seems strange that an eleven-year-old girl can know this with such certainty, but to here, it has always been normal. She was taken in on Nazna's good will and generosity after her father's imprisonment, and has served Gemini since then, doing odd jobs for Nazna, and learning her powers to the best of her ability.

She calls herself the "lovely young psychic savant," and does indeed have psychic powers. She also seems able to teleport from one place to another. She learned this for two reasons: to impress Gamma, and more importantly, to show Gamma that she can help.

Angelle is hoping that Gamma will one day see her as a lover, though until then (the age sixteen, she's been told), Angelle will try to convince Gamma that she, too, is needed on the quest to gain the rings of the dead.

Writing sample: Her hand reached out, tentatively, to stroke the light-coloured hair fanned out across the pillow. She wasn't supposed to be there, she knew that. He'd told her a thousand times that she was too young for him. He'd given her more excuses than she could count, and yet she still couldn't give up on that dream that one day, she and Gamma would be together, happy and lovey-dovey and--

A sudden clap of thunder made her jump, and her hand moved, jerking towards his shoulder. Oh no -- if he woke up--

But it was too late, Gamma's eyes were open. "Nnf," he mumbled incomprehensibly, blinking blearily at the blur in front of him. "...Angelle? What're you doing in here?" He rubbed his eyes. "I thought I told you not until--" he broke off, interrupted by another loud, rolling boom.

Angelle's eyes darted around, and she looked almost guilty. "But..." she gave him her patented cute look, the one that had most guys falling over their own two feet.

Gamma was not most guys. "No," he said firmly. "S'not right." His voice was still rough from sleep; Angelle couldn't help but find it sexier than usual. She swallowed hard, knowing he meant it.

"I know," she said almost sadly, then blurted only semi-truthfully, "You promised you'd sleep in the same bed with me," she pouted. "And ... thunderstorms are scary..."

Gamma eyed her critically (as critically as a man who'd just awoken could eye anyone), as though attempting to gauge whether she was telling the truth. Angelle's lower lip quivered as a flash of lightning illuminated the room.

He relented, shifting over. "Just this once," he warned, already sounding like he was prepared to go back to sleep. Angelle smiled brightly, curling up beside him, tugging his arms around her so she could at the very least pretend.

"Okay~," Angelle said happily, knowing very well that if Gamma made an exception once, he would do it again. He was soft like that.

Silence was all that met her words, and she shut her eyes, putting her ear close to his heart as though that would somehow make it hers.

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	Re: =D! botling 2007-07-27 05:07 am UTC (link)
	Accepted~ (Reply to this)(Parent)

ketsumetsu
2007-07-27 05:30 am UTC (link)

Name: Lys
Age: 22
LJ username: kore_haiga
Email Address: lysandra.sylier@gmail.com
Y!M, MSN, and AIM screen names: y!m, MSN, AIM-- ShinjiTeeth
Current RP Commitments: Mercy Street – Doldoni, Kon
Fear Borne – Shinji, Urahara, Shunsui, Grimmjow, Rin, Kon
Bleach Beats – Ichigo, Grimmjow
Polychromatic – Chouno Koushaku, Grimmjow

CHARACTER INFORMATION:

Name: Akutabi Gamma
Age: 22
Background: A Powder Hunter—it was not the first and certainly not the last thing that Gamma was; it was a purpose (for himself and for Tatena) more than an identity. Hunting for the Rings of the Dead was a current occupation and Gamma had many, many others in the past, most of which were useful to mention in polite society only if you wanted to lose friends and impolite society only if you wanted to make enemies.

He’d been a Good Boy once, a long time ago, but that chanced quickly once he’d traveled at a young age to the east (being of partial eastern descent himself), something which was difficult and dangerous and generally not very common in the age that they lived in—and in the east Gamma had fallen in with the Wrong People for the right reasons. While there, Gamma mastered Karin Zanjutsu, a martial arts school only known by a handful of people, living or otherwise. He stands as the last heir of the style.

Upon return to the west, Gamma partnered up with a man by the name of C.T. Smith (the only man he trusted, which was to say, the only man he trusted could kill him), and immediately began his current occupation as a Powder Hunter, using decisive and illegal methods which quickly earned him a reward on his head for so many Niit most people couldn’t even read the number. It would be only a year or so later when Gamma would begin asking certain favors, which would lead to the black armored arm of his wanted namesake, of a woman by the name of Nazna. She was a brilliant scientist and, suffice it to say, the favors have not been as of yet mutually beneficial. When you made deals with a man with a price on his head, you accepted that your own life was also worth that price.

Thus the problem when Gamma couldn’t bring himself to leave behind Elwood Shepherd.

Writing sample:

For a week they traveled together alone, before they’d gotten on that bus with Smith—just Gamma and his new remora, Elwood. You got to know a person quickly, when you spent most of the day with them; the important parts of the day, the ones that weren’t business. You had to trust a guy pretty far to sleep in the same room as him and to eat food that he helped prepare. In Elwood’s case, the one putting himself at risk was Elwood. Gamma was a wanted man and could have killed him at any second, but the kid, he risked it anyway.

One of the more disturbing likenesses Gamma could draw between himself and the kid.

It worried Gamma sometimes, how much Elwood was starting to know so soon. The more he learned, the more questions he demanded answers for, which really was the way it always went in life, wasn’t it? The more you knew about a person’s past the less you thought you knew about them in the present. Elwood was just pushy and ballsy enough to keep asking, even when Gamma started to push away.

“Does it hurt when bullets and things hit your arm?”

Gamma ground his teeth and stabbed at his food and looked anywhere but at Elwood’s unashamed, pink-cheeked face. He wanted to eat his pot roast in peace, for fuck’s sake couldn’t he just eat his pot roast in peace this once while Elwood sat nearby?

“No. It doesn’t. It’s armored so that it doesn’t hurt, otherwise what’s the point you retard?”

He scowled when the insult rolled off of Elwood like oil off of hot metal.

“Fine. Forget I asked. I was just trying to understand.”

“Well, don’t,” Gamma said simply, and meant it.

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	botling 2007-07-27 06:16 am UTC (link)
	Application accepted! Please join both communities and feel free to start logging at any time! (Reply to this)(Parent)

haku
2007-07-27 08:51 am UTC (link)

BASIC INFORMATION:

Name: Di! Or Haku! Whichever people prefer~
Age: 18
LJ username:

haku
Email Address: otakusaph7789@hotmail.com
Y!M, MSN, and AIM screen names: [Y!M] tnm7789 ; [MSN] otakusaph7789@hotmail.com ; [AIM] hakufuu - note that these are also in order of preference
Current RP Commitments:
...must I? >.>

fear_borne: Arisawa Tatsuki, Ichimaru Gin, Muguruma Kensei, Shihouin Yoruichi

mercy_street_rp: Karin Kurosaki, Mizuiro Kojima

bleach_beats: Rukia Kuchiki, Tatsuki Arisawa

lasnocheshigh: Lumina

stealthesky_rp: Arisawa Tatsuki {game is inactive}

polychromatic: Sarugaki Hiyori {might soon drop}

CHARACTER INFORMATION:

Name: Sheryl Ann Shepherd
Age: 20 [birthday: 9/11]
Background:

She was always told to take it easy.

Weak at heart, not in mind but in body, Sheryl Ann Shepherd was the first of two children, elder sister to John Elwood. Whether she was simply born with it, or whether it resulted from years of attentive care from friends and family alike thanks to her weak circulation, Sheryl Ann grew up optimistc, unassuming, and overall, a trusting young woman. Her childhood was mostly spent with her nose buried in books, mostly fairy tales and fantasies, and so she always carried herself with an air of hope, of the belief that everyone could have their little Cinderella tale.

And a Cinderella she was indeed, without the evil stepmother and stepsisters, but with other burdens that came far too soon--her parents' untimely demise in the destruction of the family store, coupled with the sudden burden of having to raise Elwood when, quite frankly, she wasn't quite ready to take care of herself.

So Sheryl did the only thing she truly knew how: she smiled.

Even as she burned her fingers on the stove, callouses marring previously smooth skin. Even when funds grew so tight that pulling together enough for a single meal became difficult.

Even as she felt the cold spreading to her fingertips in her final moments.

Writing sample:

"Sis, where did mom and dad go?"

Every night, the same question, the same uneasy gaze. The pull at her lips was never natural, never completely willing, but instead a reflex of sorts. Buying herself time.

There never were quite enough hours in a day, Sheryl tended to think. There was always so much to be done, meals to be cooked, jobs to be worked, books to be read.

Explanations to be made.

"Mom and dad are taking a long, long vacation, Elwood."

Small lips pursed, as though in deep thought. "Where? And why aren't they taking us?"

Another pause.

"They're taking a trip up high in the sky, and even though I'm sure they wanted us to go, children aren't allowed up there. You have to be an adult to go."

The look in Elwood's eyes wasn't entirely convinced, but the boy quieted down nevertheless, gaze shifting down to his hands.

"But aren't you an adult, Sis?"

For a couple of seconds, Sheryl simply blinked, but soon shock gave way to a broad smile. Geniune, that time.

"I'm not going anywhere if I can't take you along too, Elwood. Not if I have anything to say about it."

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	bellumina 2007-07-27 06:43 pm UTC (link)
	Accepted! Join both communities~. (Reply to this)(Parent)

Part 1

haku
2007-07-27 06:15 pm UTC (link)

BASIC INFORMATION:

Name: Di! Or Haku! Whichever people prefer~
Age: 18
LJ username:

fear_borne: Arisawa Tatsuki, Ichimaru Gin, Muguruma Kensei, Shihouin Yoruichi

mercy_street_rp: Karin Kurosaki, Mizuiro Kojima

bleach_beats: Rukia Kuchiki, Tatsuki Arisawa

lasnocheshigh: Lumina

stealthesky_rp: Arisawa Tatsuki {game is inactive}

polychromatic: Sarugaki Hiyori {might soon drop}

CHARACTER INFORMATION:

Name: Wolfgangina Lalla Getto, a.k.a. Wolfina
Age: 18 [birthday: 3/31]
Background:

Guilt's a funny thing.

It was out of guilt that Emilio Lufas Getto climbed that tree all those years ago, a childish sort of guilt, but guilt nonetheless. A fear of punishment and reprisal that led him to choose what most adults would have acknowledged as the more frightening choice, one that sent him plummeting to an ultimate standstill.

It is out of guilt that Wolfgangina Lalla Getto returns to her brother's bedside every week, a type of guilt that she ought not feel, that she bears no actual blame for, but guilt nonetheless. And while guilt is a motivator, for every ounce of strength that it gives, it also takes away; foolish courage runs through those veins, because she never wants to see others led into the same situation, doesn't want others to feel this pain.

And someone has to take the initial blow, so why not her?

Yet, every time, when the sharp bite on her nerves gives way to that same cold, numb tingle, that's when Wolfina realizes that perhaps she is the weakest of all, for needing to see that sleeping face next to her on the bed. And so, no matter what it takes, she drags herself back to the same hospital, to the same room, and promises that she'll never leave him again, that she cut things too close, this time.

She forgets the promise after each recovery, shoving it in the corners of her mind to sit with the cobwebs.

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Part 2

haku
2007-07-27 06:15 pm UTC (link)

Writing sample:

To others, it may have seemed like a strange sight, the frequent visits of a man mired in eternal sleep by a woman who simply wouldn't let go. A reporter, nonetheless, the type of reporter that really ought to have been jaded by then with all that she's seen. Surely, others thought, she must have known that there was no cure, that the boy was long gone already, held back only by the body that lay under the covers by what others could only identify as a vegetative state.

But few understood that the girl who sat before Emilio Getto wasn't Wolfina, the reporter, but Wolfina, ten-year-old who watched her younger plummet to the ground, collapsing into a broken heap.

Time had been at a standstill for her, too.

Wolfina kneaded his fingers in her hands, pale and brittle, rubbing at the lingering warmth, unsure whether as a reassurance to herself or in an effort to add more. Perhaps a bit of both.

"Hey, Emilio," she greeted, voice well above a whisper but not loud, never loud.

The information from Gamma had long since registered in Wolfina's mind, and oh, it should have brought relief, she knew. She'd been striving after it for so long now, a cure to his unknown disease.

"So, you know how, last time, I talked about how I met Akutabi Gamma? Well, I've been travelling with him, and you were right. Guy's a fuckin' jerk."

But, to finally learn that her nagging suspicions held true, that the final blow to Emilio hadn't been the delay from that damned Senator's speech, but instead her own folly...

"No damn respect. I have to bash his fuckin' head in every day just to get him t'realize that just 'cause I'm a girl doesn't mean that I'm useless or weak."

If she hadn't tied the bandage, if she hadn't chosen that street to cross, if she'd never asked him for that ring.

"He's never gonna get laid that way, and it shows. Totally flipped out when I offered to let him touch the twins, wouldn't you know. Heh."

The smile faded slightly, eyes shone a little brighter.

"But he says that he knows someone who can cure you."

Seconds into minutes.

"And despite how much of an asshole he is, I think he's telling us the truth, Emilio. I think we can trust the guy."

Sometimes, she liked to fool herself into believing that the trembling in her hands was his. If she distracted herself enough, sometimes she came pretty damn close to believing it.

"So... I'll see you tomorrow, lil bro."

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	Re: Part 2 bellumina 2007-07-27 06:38 pm UTC (link)
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singmetechno
2007-08-03 08:05 pm UTC (link)

Name: Nate
Age: 17
LJ username:

singmetechno, although I'll be using

go_hifreann_lea for the game. :D
Email Address: nateinator@gmail.com
Y!M: none
MSN: lovetehcrybaby@hotmail.com
AIM: dulcet raindance
Current RP Commitments:
WHE (naruto): 3+ (hard to explain the plus);
80s no Jutsu (naruto): 2;
Bleach Beats: 2;
Konoha Rebirth (naruto): 1;
Hiera Eidos (greek gods): 2.

CHARACTER INFORMATION:

Name: John Elwood Shepherd.
Age: 13
Background: Lived with his sister. After his family's shop was destroyed, he worked with Kinquiro's gang [Grey Ants] to make money for his sister's heart operation. Learned to pickpocket & throw knives to the extent he thought of as well, but in the real world of A0 and AS criminals, was simply average. Then his sister died, and he came along with Gamma. Hopes to bring his sister back.
Writing sample: [waiting for gamma&wolfina after the circus fights]
Elwood stood up, paced a little, and then sat back down on the cool rock.

Or what had been a cool rock when he'd first plopped down on it. Something about being almost set on fire and then just remaining around a large blaze for a good half-hour made him feel a little high in temperature. But it'd been had been a good two hours since he'd let that big black guy go (Powdern? his name wasn't important; he was kind of a weirdo).

The rock had remained the same temperature which the air around Elwood had cooled down considerably. While he'd had no particular attachment to his shirt (other than the fact it had cost him money) he really kind of wanted it back. He wasn't sure he liked the cold. Bluenote was always pretty warm, if not humid or other various degrees of disgusting. Even there, he'd usually gone around with his shirt on. Call it modesty.

He got up again, glancing at Smith, who was amusing himself with his briefcase, whistling like a damn fool.

If anyone saw Smith and Gamma, they'd think that the two of them were imbeciles. And yet...Elwood looked out in the direction that the train and Gamma had gone in. The crazy bastard was going to get there on a unicycle. He would. And CT...he'd seen what he could do.

Appearances could be deceiving.

"Why do you dress like that?" he asked the older man, causing him to pause in mid-note. He glanced over at Elwood, and as he usually did when CT looked at him like that, he felt very small. "Like...like someone that's...not dangerous."

CT Smith smiled briefly, and then grinned widely. "You're not getting my coat."

"THAT"S NOT WHAT I WAS GETTING AT, GODDAMIT!!"

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yuunaluna
2007-08-10 02:14 am UTC (link)

BASIC INFORMATION:

Name: Yuuna
Age: 17
LJ username: yuunaluna
Email Address: xx7deadlysins@hotmail.com
Y!M, MSN, and AIM screen names: AIM: xx7deadlysins
Current RP Commitments: Luka-Lughca in this RP.

CHARACTER INFORMATION:

Name: Jian Bao
Age: 17
Background:

Growing up, Jian Bao had an unremarkable family life. Being the youngest of four suited her just fine as it soon became clear that she was, by far, the smartest. This, coupled with her profound sense of right and wrong, which she attained from her religious parentage, made her a formidable and serious student.

Upon graduating from high school two years early and at the top of her class, she pursued a job with the brilliant Nazna Gemini, under whose tutelage she felt her own mind could be properly cultivated. Thus, she became the youngest maid in the history of Gemini Laboratory. So far, her only inability has been to see eye-to-eye with Geraldine.

Writing sample:

How had this happened? All Jian could do was roll her eyes at the situation she’d been presented with. She and Geraldine had lab duty for a whole day together. Geraldine stood for all that Jian couldn’t stand. She was loud and obnoxious, loved rock, and had a tattoo.

Needless to say, there was so much tension in the air surrounding Jian one cut it with a knife. Meanwhile, Geraldine was oblivious to the rigidity and was happily humming the new bass line she’d learned. Jian forced herself to be polite, “Could you please be quiet?”

“What? Why?” responded Geraldine.

So inconsiderate, thought Jian before saying, “Your humming is making it difficult for me to concentrate.”

“Oh, well, I always hum when I’m cleaning. I’m just a merry maid, you see,” said Geraldine as she promptly restarted her tune.

“Well—fine, if you must,” muttered Jian with an exasperated sigh. But it takes two to tango. “You missed a spot.”

“Where?”

“On that last beaker, there.”

“No, I didn’t.”

“Oh, yes, you did.”

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