#╳ ¦ ❝ ADRI SPEAKS ❞ [ ooc ]

[parkerpupkin]

Damn, can’t believe my dumb little brain hasn’t done an intro post.

Bonjour.

Name’s Marc Willien, folks.

I’m originally from France, but moved here in the States because my Pa got a new job.

I got an array of skills, but the one I love most is GOLF. I’ve tried baseball, running, football, soccer..but nothing calming enough for me like golf. Wanna challenge me? ( sadly, my school Westerburg doesn’t have a golf club.)

I’m also diagnosed with epilepsy.

I speak French, Italian, and Russian.

Think that’s all the information I can drop.

Au Revoir!

MAINS

Veronica Sawyer- @greasylittlenobody

Heather McNamara - @heathermcnamara1989

Jason ‘JD’ Dean- @norwegian-in-the-boiler-room

Heather Chandler- @therealheatherc

Heather Duke- @duck-duke-goose

Ram Sweeney- none yet

Kurt Kelly- none yet

Scott Lake(oc)- @averagefilmdude

Ace (oc)- @thebrit-watchingthechaos

Adriana Sinclair- @adri-ontop

OOC:

This is a Heathers oc and this blog is an rp.

Please don’t be shy to share asks.

NSFW and SFW can be asked , but nothing too extreme.

No asks that are offensive, plain rude, or annoying.

OCs are allowed. If you want to be added to mains, just ask!

[awan-in-gotham]

"Awan. It means clouds. I'm up there if you need me to be."

name: Nari-Anne Josephine meaning of name: Nature nicknames/titles: Nari, Awan age: 28 gender: female/closeted trans

Pronouns: she/they location: currently Gotham birthday: 17 August

Sexuality: Pansexual (like their sister) strengths + example where it's shown: close relationships weaknesses + example where it's shown: sacrifice

Love language: physical touch physical fear: rollerskates emotional/abstract fear: being left alone happy memory: her first save as Awan sad memory: the people she sacrificed to save others object of significance: animal skull-shaped necklace philosophical outlook/belief: paganism what characters are ignorant about themselves: self-sacrifice how confident are they: 30% goal: help everyone, good or bad long-term dreams: stay as Awan forever what they're embarrassed/ashamed to tell others about: her sexuality, body, scars regrets: not being able to save her sisters/brothers in another universe (she multi verse jumped to this one after they died) source of pride: her identity as Awan source of misery: her regretful memories what they admire above all else: loyalty do they believe in fate: yes

mbti: ENFJ character archetype: explorer star sign: Leo who they pretend to be on the outside: strong, kind, helpful, smart who they actually are/how they feel towards the mask: in pain, self sacrificial mental health conditions: DID, ADHD, OCD, BPD how it manifests for them: childhood trauma iq: 160 on paper, 200 in reality eq: 180 humour: 60% reputation: good

bad habits: fidgeting, leg tapping mannerisms when stressed: fidgeting mannerisms when content: still, sleepy mannerisms when scared: covers face mannerisms normally: slightlt talkative verbal mannerisms/distinctive speaking style: Malaysian slangs, Asian style how do they move across a room: slowly how they express love: physical touch hobbies: painting, strolling, exploring the forests

defining features: wings on her head that can turn into their tattoo on the neck eye shape + colour: curved and sharp, green hair texture + colour: smooth, red skin texture + tone: Caucasian, rough vibe: easy to hang out with height: 6'4 build: thin, a literal walking stick, with actual strength clothing: grunge any bodily disfigurement (scars, etc.): scars, scars, scars overall attractiveness: decent looking their opinion on their appearance: shitty.

who they trust most: siblings, close friends what they wish they could do for them: help them whenever in trouble what's holding them back: trauma who they hate most: parents what they wish they could do to them: torture :) what's holding them back: heroism siblings: Sierra (Pandora), Oleander (Ollie) relationship with them: close parents/step-parents: Adri, Marco relationship with them: FUCKING SHIT- previous broken relationships: none what others expect of them: perfection (parents), to be more mindful of themselves (others) who believes in them: close friends, siblings political/religious/other affiliations: pagan what makes them different from every other character: they got bitten by a radioactive spider romantic "type" + why: loyalty, kindness relationship dynamics: Bambi lovers

primary emotion towards their past: hate primary feelings while in their past: Disgusted where did they grow up: Greece defining incidents: abused, starved, neglected earliest childhood memory: Protecting Sierra and Ollie saddest memory: anything with their parents happiest memory: the three siblings first trip to Starbucks (they were all 19 years old, when they ran away from home and was treated out by a stranger) major accomplishments: running away from home, becoming a Spider-person their opinion on it: decent notable people in their backstory: Sierra, Oleander effect on them today: Kind, generous, a much higher self-esteem trauma: PARENTSSSSS what have they already lost: Sierra and Oleander Current job: speleologist

{OOC}

Whew, this took a while. OOC of Nari!

Nari is based on a Spider-friend/person I just stalk @that-spider-in-gotham ! Props to them!

Nari's name is based on the forest elf-god, Nari in Trollhunters. Awan is a random name, the Malay word for Cloud!

Appearance:

[commonxscents-archive]

// i was gonna write adri today and then i got distracted with things on Kouta, i’m a sham

[rxptured]

Rules

First of all, thanks for stopping by, i really appreciate it! :D

Second, a disclaimer: Adrianna is a very difficult muse. She’s fundamentally speaking a mean, frustrated, narcissistic, better-than-thou type of persona, who tries to hide it all away behind a wall of lavish elegance and confidence. She might not be super nice to your muse if they interact. She might do or say controversial stuff. She was at first thought out as a villainous character and only now is exploring her better sides, to say so. There might be some justification for her actions, some real good angst and drama to feed on, but overall people might not agree with her. So please be mindful that this muse a different entity from myself and while i do enjoy writing morally ambiguous characters i do not condone their behavior in real life.

Ok, so, more info about Adri and some context. She is basically a Fallen Angel. God kind of exists in this world and Adrianna was a Heruvin ranked angel. She served for a few thousand eons, then she began to question the authority of god and when she actually walked out of line her wings were cut off and she fell down to earth. She refers to it as a ‘realm’ and the humans are ‘earthlings’. Time wise, she fell before the First World War so technically she is around 100-ish years old, but looks to be in her early 30s. The setting is a modern day fantasy sort of deal.

Now for what i ask of you if you’d like to interact with me.

Please don’t power play my character cuz no one likes it. Or at least talk about it with me.

I love plotting, i love OOC chatting, i love knowing all the extra juicy info about your muse and i like making friends so know that i might be inclined to interact with you, the mun, a lot too and also, feel free to do the same.

Another thing, please don’t just try to have sex with my muse. Ok, it might happen but it needs some spark, some chemistry, it needs to make sense. Ok, Adrianna is very sensual and uses her sexuality a lot, but there’s more to her than just this. Also, when it comes to shipping, she’s a slow burn sort of muse, very hard to access emotionally so don’t expect a whole lot of romantic stuff. Oh, both mun and muse are of age ( mun - 25+ y.o. / muse - 100+ y.o. ) and will not rp sexual / NSFW themes with minors. Non negotiable. Just putting that out there too.

I don’t really tag triggers besides [ tw:trigger ]. I personally don’t have any triggers either.

Also, and this is important, all icons and artwork of this character is done by me soooo don’t try to use it, mmmk? it’s a huge dick move. If i do art of your muse or our muses please don’t be upset over it, like i drew your muse inaccurately or stuff like that. It happened before and it’s a huge social turn off.

Please fell free to send in unprompted asks, memes, prompts, or art requests! I love getting stuff in my inbox!

You got so far. Kewl, i appreciate it. Know that i can change these rules as i see fit tho. I’m gonna announce it so don’t be mad about it pls.

updated - 1/12/2020

[undeadpoolbro-blog]

* POWERED『 ― dread it. run from it. destiny still arrives for you, wade wilson. deadpool is said to be forty years old and he is a antihero associated with the world. on good days they can be hilarious but catch them on a bad one and they’re deadly hilarious. on that note, don’t they kind of resemble ryan reynolds? 』( adry / she|her / 26 / est )

BASICS

Name: (Blink, blink, blink... *inaudible speaking* Oh, it’s on already?! But the red light is just... blink, blink, blink. Isn’t it supposed to stay red? *clears throat*) I’m BATMAN! .... Alright, fiiiiine. Deadpool... I could be Batman for all you know though. *kisses the mic*  Age: I’m not answering this shit. My age, and my weight, are none of your business! Date of Birth: HA! So you can guess my age??? None of your business! Sexuality: DPsexual... And before you go asking! NO, DP is not DOUBLE PENETRATION! It’s for Deadpool *giggles* Status: .... What? Occupation: FUCKING HILARIOUS MURDERER, HERO... fine... MeRcENaRy. Any distinguishing features?: As a wise fool once said: “You’re just a clown dressed up as a sex toy.”

THAT MERCENARY LIFE:

Are you good or bad or something in between? I’m bad to the bone, baby. *giggles* Any aliases? Um... If I have an alias, you wouldn’t know about it, boo. Is your real identity known to the public? WHAT?! No! ... Maybe? Who cares really? *yawns* What powers or skills do you have? Um?! I am fucking awesome?! And hilarious?! Super insecure, and probably depressed... *long pause* But I am fucking funny. How did you get them? It was the trauma... Or maybe the cancer? Which weapons do you generally use? ANYTHING is a weapon in my hands. (the sentence here was forcibly deleted by my snowflake writer)... I do enjoy swords and guns. (That wholesome enough for you? Geez....) Are you part of a team? I play well with others, others simply don’t play well with me. *distant sob* Anything to add about your past? I was born awesome. Trauma. Trauma. Trauma. Trauma. Still awesome, but a bit deadly. Trauma. Trauma. Became FUCKING hilarious and super deadly. *teehee!*

OOC:

Which source of media is your character based on?: Movies, some comics. Is there anything important people should know about your character or their situation?: He breaks the fourth wall a lot, exhausting me. He’s a very dark individual, which in no way shape or form reflects my own opinion (She’s lying.) .... Shush, please, I’m speaking, Wade.... He’s attempting to find the reason of why there are beings losing their abilities in hope he might lose his and be consumed by his cancer... *hugs Wade* (... ew.... please, don’t touch me. You make me feel dirty.)

[necrobeast]

Have you ever noticed that WADE WILSON from the MARVEL UNIVERSE looks a lot like RYAN REYNOLDS? But HE also go/goes by DEADPOOL. Having the ability to/of TOTAL BADASSERY sure makes them a force to be reckoned with. They’re known to be EFFICIENT but also OBNOXIOUS and they’re FORTY years old. ( OOC: Adry, she/her, est, 27. )

BASICS

Name: (Blink, blink, blink… *inaudible speaking* Oh, it’s on already?! But the red light is just… blink, blink, blink. Isn’t it supposed to stay red? *clears throat*) I’m BATMAN! …. Alright, fiiiiine. Deadpool… I could be Batman for all you know though. *kisses the mic* Age: I’m not answering this shit. My age, and my weight, are none of your business! Date of Birth: HA! So you can guess my age??? None of your business! Sexuality: DPsexual… And before you go asking! NO, DP is not DOUBLE PENETRATION! Status: …Well… Vanessa died… Thanos cursed me so I can’t be with my beloved Death… Shiklah divorced me.. take your pick: widower, impossible true love, divorced? Single and ready to tickle? *chuckle* Occupation: FUCKING HILARIOUS MURDERER, HERO… fine… MeRcENaRy. Any distinguishing features?: As a wise fool once said: “You’re just a clown dressed up as a sex toy.”

THAT MERCENARY LIFE:

Are you good or bad or something in between? I’m bad to the bone, baby. *giggles* Any aliases? Um… If I have an alias, you wouldn’t know about it, boo. Is your real identity known to the public? WHAT?! No! … Maybe? Who cares really? *yawns* What powers or skills do you have? Um?! I am fucking awesome?! And hilarious?! Super insecure, and probably depressed… *long pause* But I am fucking funny. How did you get them? It was the trauma… Or maybe the cancer? Which weapons do you generally use? ANYTHING is a weapon in my hands. (the sentence here was forcibly deleted by my snowflake writer)… I do enjoy swords and guns. (That wholesome enough for you? Geez….) Are you part of a team? I play well with others, others simply don’t play well with me. *distant sob* Anything to add about your past? I was born awesome. Trauma. Trauma. Trauma. Trauma. Still awesome, but a bit deadly. Trauma. Trauma. Became FUCKING hilarious and super deadly. *teehee!*

… Ya’ll still here? I’m done… go home… hit up Adry for plotting or something.

OOC:

Which source of media is your character based on?: Slightly based on the Deadpool movies, heavily based on Deadpool comics although I tweeked the timelines… Is there anything important people should know about your character or their situation?: He breaks the fourth wall a lot, exhausting me. He’s a very dark individual, which in no way shape or form reflects my own opinion (She’s lying.) …. Shush, please, I’m speaking, Wade…. He’s definitely super, but he’s no hero. First and foremost, he’s a merc. If there’s money involved, he’s getting shit done (law enforcement can catch these hands too!) He doesn’t have a true opinion about the Sokovia Accords at all… In fact, he might be a bit oblivious to it… (Ok, so we done now, right?)

[rxpturred-a]

Rules

Okii, so first welcome to my blog, you made it this far.

Second, this is super important cuz this is a SIDE BLOG. I know, not a good idea, but meh, im a lazy POS and i dont feel like making another account. My main blog is http://halfwayoverthere.tumblr.com/ from which i will follow and like your posts. You DON”T HAVE TO follow that one, just know about it, mmmk?

Third, a disclaimer: Adrianna is a very difficult muse. She’s fundamentally speaking a mean, frustrated, narcissistic, better-than-thou type of persona, who tries to hide it all away behind a wall of lavish elegance. She might not be super nice to your muse if they interact. She might do or say controversial stuff. She was thought out as a villainous character. There might be some justification for her actions, some real good angst and drama to feed on, but overall people might not agree with her. So please be mindful that this muse a different entity from myself and while i do enjoy writing evil characters i do not condone their behavior in real life.

Ok, so, more info about Adri and some context. She is basically a Fallen Angel. God kind of exists in this world and Adrianna was a Heruvin ranked angel. She served for a few thousand eons, then she began to question the authority of god and when she actually walked out of line her wings were cut off and she fell down to earth. She refers to it as a ‘realm’ and the humans are ‘earthlings’. Time wise, she fell before the First World War so technically she is around 100-ish years old, but looks to be in her early 30s. The setting is a modern day fantasy sort of deal.

Now for what i ask of you if you’d like to interact with me. Please don’t power play my character cuz no one likes it. Or at least talk about it with me. I love plotting, i love OOC chatting, i love knowing all the extra juicy info about your muse and i like making friends so know that i might be inclined to interact with you, the mun, a lot too and also, feel free to do the same. Another thing, please don’t just try to have sex with my muse. It’s just...ugh, i dunno, it needs some spark man, it needs to make sense. Ok, Adrianna is very sensual and uses her sexuality a lot, but there’s more to her than just this. Oh, both mun and muse are of age and will not rp sexual themes with minors. Just putting that out there too.

Also, and this is important, all icons and artwork of this character is done by me soooo don’t try to use it, mmmk? it’s a huge dick move.

You got so far. Kewl, i appreciate it. Know that i can change these rules as i see fit tho. I’m gonna announce it so don’t be mad about it pls.

[leorugiet]

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#same cor

let us bond over our dead everything.

[miraculousgifts]

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Mun name: Crimson OOC Contact: IM, discord

Who the heck is my muse anyway:

Adriana Alma Fuentes is an independent Marvel OC. She was born to a Mexican mechanic and an American high school Spanish teacher. After graduating high school, Adri joined the USMC, working her way up the ranks to be a mechanic. However, on a dark night, as the woman and her unit were returning to base, they struck a minefield. Their humvee was blown to pieces. All the members of her unit were either critically injured or killed. Adriana managed to survive, but not without sustaining serious injuries. She was in a coma for a week. Upon waking, Adri discovered that she had lost her right arm and leg. The woman now spends her days running her repair shop, Mechanical Magic.

Points of interest:

Adriana is a former Marine, a mechanic, and a technopath. She is able to manipulate technology, assemble and disassemble machines, and create/repair electronics without much formal training. She also has advanced knowledge of how machines work. The mechanic sports metal limbs, prosthetics that she built herself. Adri is also mostly deaf in her right ear. She speaks English, Spanish, and ASL.

What they’ve been up to recently:

After returning from the war, Adri took a few years to find herself. She had been drowning in sorrow, self-loathing, and disbelief. Everything she had worked for, all her dreams, they had died on the battlefield that day.

But, after she found her light again, Adriana picked herself back up and made herself useful again. She started by designing her own prosthetics, unable to live with the immobile ones she had been given. Then, after their completion, the mechanic met with her friend Carmen, a bio-medical engineer, who helped her install the limbs.

Now Adri runs her own repair shop, which had been one of her childhood dreams. And, during her free time, she works with Carmen in designing prosthetic limbs for soldiers.  

Where to find them:

The exact location is verse dependent, but Adriana lives in America, spending most of her time at the shop. If you can’t find her there, she is at home with her pets, Rafael and Lucifer.

Current plans:

War headcanons. Powers headcanons. War drabble. Nightmare drabble. Emotional headcanons. Familial headcanons. Hammer out more details in her back story.

Desired interactions:

Someone comforting Adriana during/after an episode // Adri as a member of the Avengers // Someone finding out about her powers // Adri in the X-Men universeDark!Adriana // Familial bonds // BroTPs // Ships // Awakening more of her powers at Kamar-Taj // Active Duty AU // Post War College AU // CA:CW // Avengers AoU // Slice of Life

Offered interactions:

Literally any and all of my desired interactions. Basically any sort of pre-established relationship. I just want more opportunities to develop Adriana.

Current open post/s:

Permanent Starter Call // Open RPs

Anything else?:

I am very flexible and willing to write with anyone I am following. Don’t have a plot idea? Not a problem, I can think of one. Wanna break the ice with a meme? DO IT. Throw your muse at mine. Come chat with me OOC. I literally just want to love you all, okay?

Tagging: Anyone who wants to! Tag me if you do this!

[fireandgloryrpg]

Congratulations Kcat and welcome! We’re so happy to accept your application to play Adriana Caninii with the faceclaim of Phoebe Tonkin in Fire & Glory RPG! We can’t wait to begin roleplaying with you so please remember to look over our checklist! 

OOC INFO:

Name: Kcat Age: 21 – April 04 Timezone: EST

Activity: I am both a senior year undergraduate student and an officer for my university’s ambassadors, so as I’m sure you’ll understand, I’m very busy. However, roleplay is my go-to stress reliever. I can typically manage to get on two to four nights a week and drill through replies. If things get extra crazy in real life, I’ll be sure to let you lovely admins know and request a hiatus if need be. Anything Else?: I HAVE MISSED ALL YOU LOVELY FUCKERS WHAT’S UP GUYS!!! MAN IT FEELS GOOD TO BE BACK ;D

OC APPLICATION:

Name: Adriana Caninii Age and Birthday: 24 years, 31 March 1993 Faceclaim: Phoebe Tonkin, Tay Jardine Heritage: Daughter of Mars, Legacy of Invidia Affiliation: Centurion of the Fourth Cohort, Cult of Romulus

Abilities: (omg pls erase my ramblings if/when you post because I just wanted to be super clear with each of these so that nothing came of as godmoddy because I would NEVER make that the intention :3 just throw your questions and stuff at me. y'all know i’m a real chill pill)

From Mars

telumkinesis: natural mastery of all weapons; ability to curse the weapons of opponents

odikinesis: can enhance or induce rage, hate, fear, and intimidation; can dispel “battle jitters” from others

From Invidia

Invidia is said to be the Roman name for Nemesis. In the PJO canon, Nemesis claims that she is known by the same name by both the Greeks and the Romans because revenge and justice is universal – which isn’t wrong. However, in much of Roman mythology, while Invidia is still associated with Nemesis, she is also seen as an independent goddess, one who differs than the Greek version of Nemesis in that she is primarily the goddess of envy and vengeance, along with the standard Nemesis’ qualities of revenge and justice. Invidia itself was a power that the Romans feared. Literally their term for envy, after winning a great battle, Roman soldiers would use talismans to protect themselves from Invidia, and for good reason. Envy was a sickness that could lead soldiers to craving more battles, more victories, and in their desirable wake, cause great harm in their pursuit of excessive glory. It could also turn the best of men into animals, friends turned enemies in conflict over a lover, a treasure, recognition. Invidia is also a goddess associated with the evil eye – like Nemesis’ ability to speak of one’s fate, only Invidia typically embodies the darker side of fate, bringing about her justice through curses, indirect manipulation, and supposedly even a little bit of “black magic.” (but far less on the magic bit, obviously)

Adriana’s mother is a daughter of Invidia, and as such, some of her powers have transferred down to Adriana, albeit at a lesser strength, variety, and level than in the case of her parent.

fascinare: ability to bewitch a person into an envious state with the express purpose of inducing conflict between that individual and others (this ability would take a bit of a toll on Adriana. Historically, it’s an actual power that the Romans feared, like invidia. It’s the sort of curse that plants a little seed of envy in someone’s heart. The caster, again, has no say over what results from this. They’re just drawing out what envious emotions a person might have deep down in the hopes that coaxing those emotions out will allow them to fester into a full-blown conflict by the affected’s hands. It’s not a quick process, but a slow one, and the results vary widely depending on the person. If they’re truly good at heart and generous, for example, this ability really wouldn’t affect them. It’s just stirring up what’s already there and what happens depends entirely on the individual and their pre-existing personal issues)  

poison tongue: venom can cast fascinare or cause mild nausea and dizziness (rarely unconsciousness) via a kiss (okay literally this amused me so much and I was dying to test it out as an ability. In a lot of lore, Invidia is said to have a tongue that’s actually poisonous – likely due to the fact that her symbolic animal is a snake – but obviously, that’s a little extreme for demigods and especially for legacies so I’ve watered it down to this – for one, Adriana would obviously have to engage in mouth to mouth contact to make this work (how awkward and uncomfortable for her lmao), and thus she realllly isn’t too fond of it. She’d have to use this in order cast any sort of fascinare power, but additionally, it could be used to disorient someone – as if a sudden unexpected kiss from a daughter of Mars isn’t disorienting enough – it’s not likely to cause someone to pass out unless Adri has to commit for some reason because it’s absolutely necessary. We’re basically talking a delirious effect, not so different from the dizziness and disorientation of being significantly drunk, and it doesn’t last very long. Maybe five minutes, ten if she’s lucky. If she can get along without having to use this ability, she will. It’s more of a dire need for escape sort of trick)

The Influence of Luna

Both Adriana and her cousin, Fergus Fitzgerald, share the same traces of blood from the goddess Luna via their great-grandfather, Aulus Caninii, a son of Luna. Of the two of them, it’s Fergus that is most affected if only due to his heritage as a son of Oceanus, as the sea and moon have always been closely aligned in the ebb and flow of the tides. For Adriana, this heritage brings little more than a slight influence of mood and preference for time of day. She is, by nature, more of a night person than a day person. Early mornings are especially miserable, but years in the Legion and the formation of a daily 5AM running habit have helped her to combat this fact. She feels her best and strongest at the apex of the full moon and her crummiest and most fatigued at the apex of the new moon. Unless someone was meticulously attentive to Adriana’s day-to-day patterns or had been told of this heritage by Adriana herself, it is highly unlikely they would recognize this behavior as anything of note. As such, Adriana does not claim outright to be a legacy of Luna because her effect on the daughter of Mars’ blood is so minimal.

Headcanons:

Ancient lineage and political powers aside, the Caninii are well-known for their talent of dog training. In the age of the Roman Empire, dogs were common companions beside men in battle. Adriana’s family has continued this tradition with pride. The Legion’s ‘war dogs’ are held at a training kennel near the stables in Camp Jupiter. Renzo, Adriana’s half-brother, is currently responsible for their training and upkeep, but Adriana often steps in to assist. She has only fully trained one dog thus far, and that is Septimus, her German Shepherd and inseparable partner.

Adriana’s most prized possession is her longsword, an heirloom that has been in her family for generations. At its original forging, the sword was named Servatrix, but Adriana has developed her own conventions and opinions that oppose a number of the Caninii’s long-held beliefs, and has subsequently changed its name to Grayclaw. The blade is forged of an imperial gold and silver alloy. The fusion of metals takes away from their overall effects, but provides the advantage of having both lethal elements on hand.

Biography:

Born to Livia of the family Caninii, Adriana has wealth, respect, and an ancient bloodline that has inevitably determined her future. She was raised in New Rome by her grandfather, who filled her head with tales of the great achievements of her forefathers as soon as she was old enough to understand them. He is a charismatic and brilliant man, but this family patriarch holds his kin to strict expectations.

Gaius made it clear to Adriana that she would be responsible for upholding their family’s glory and reputation. From an early age, the young Roman knew who she was and what she could do. She trained for hours each day in combat, weaponry, war strategy, Roman history – whatever was necessary to educate her as a proper soldier. But while these lessons came naturally to her, Adriana was wary of how her grandfather was crafting her to his ideals. Gaius is a Roman Senator, not a family man. He has political desires and an indomitable ambition. While he holds his advantages close, he is not inclined to treasure them. Adriana, like her family namesake, is a dog. Albeit a well-bred one. Gaius showed her off and trained her to be obedient, to come when called and to strike at his order. But Adriana was, and remains, resilient. Years of observing her grandfather’s tactics led her to develop some skills on her own. His little warrior learned how to play false appearances. Whenever Gaius was confident that his guidance was building toward his desired end, Adriana fed his belief, keeping her conflicting feelings and opinions to herself.

By the time she arrived at Camp Jupiter, Adriana was a hardened fighter. With high commendations from Gaius and several other elite members of New Rome’s society, she was assigned to the First Cohort. The rigorous training of the First not only developed the skills that she already possessed, but also nourished her true personality – something her grandfather had sought to suppress in order to maintain his control. Adriana is loyal yet independent, studious yet audacious, valiant, and though ruthless, fair. She’s not the type of person to judge at first glance and believes strongly in second chances.

But, when the Argo II attacked New Rome, the resulting damage shook the daughter of Mars into believing that her grandfather had been right all along – you can’t trust a graecus. The Battle at Half-Blood Hill had robbed Adriana of friends and allies, leaving her with a deepening malice toward their East Coast counterparts. She viewed the unification as a betrayal to those that she had lost and refused to stand for it.

Adriana’s change in attitude did not go unnoticed. Gaius picked up on the shift in his granddaughter and sought to seize the opportunity it presented. One night, he drew her away from camp and introduced her to the secret society lurking beneath the streets of New Rome. When she emerged early the next morning, Adriana was not only the dedicated soldier she had always been, but also the Cult of Romulus’ newest inductee.

Shortly after her induction, Adriana was appointed Centurion of the Fourth Cohort. The office suited her well. It gave her a chance to improve the skills of some of the Legion’s less popular legionnaires and, with the cohort’s sizable inclusion of Greeks, to keep an eye on the activities of the foreigners. However, as months of leadership turned to years, Adriana came to realize that despite the few upsets between the camps, the transfers from Camp Half-Blood weren’t actually all that different from the demigods of the Legion. They showed no signs of plotting against New Rome and Adriana had even begun to grow fond of them – Imagine that! A member of the Cult getting friendly with the enemy? She was lucky that her Cult companions passed it off as keeping their enemies close. Even so, the Cult tightened their grip on the daughter of Mars. She could hardly take a breath without them taking note. That leash has loosened since then, but Adriana is still walking a perilously thin line.

Adriana was seduced into the Cult of Romulus by their power and promises of reformation at a time when it seemed impossible to hold anything but malice toward the Greeks – a malice that she no longer possesses, a power that she doesn’t need, and a reformation that isn’t necessary. The true battle is not against one another but against the monsters and deific powers that threaten their livelihood. How could the city’s darker powers not see that the Roman demigods and their Greek counterparts are a far more formidable force together than divided? To the war strategist ingrained in in Adriana’s bones, this is common sense.

Adriana’s knowledge of the Cult’s existence coupled with her opposing opinions is a loaded gun. If she could drop out of the Cult she would do so in a heartbeat, but you can’t just leave a cult. Especially not one so prominent and powerful as the Cult of Romulus. They have ways of keeping their wayward members in line, as she already knows, and speaking against them publicly – or worse, revealing them – would be suicide. Adriana is doing her best to remain a neutral party in quiet defiance, but not all the Cult’s demands are so easy to ignore…

Yet while she keeps to the shadows in her disagreement with the Cult, the daughter of Mars has not been as subtle in regards to her kin. The Caninii clan’s esoteric convictions and unjust manipulation for personal gain have built them an empire within New Rome, but the power they wield is abusive and Adriana won’t have it. Wielding her status as the single direct descendant in her family line and the next head as she would a weapon, Adriana is determined to reshape the conventions of her house. If put toward good rather than gain, the wealth and influence of her family could be an avenue for positive change, but Adriana is a warrior, not a politician; and without allies and support, she can’t expect to enforce any alterations to her kin’s ancient dynasty anytime soon.          

For now, Adriana is treading lightly. Balance isn’t easily maintained – anyone with Invidia or Nemesis’ blood in their veins knows that all too well. However, with the right pressures, sharpest moves, and great patience, fate can sometimes be swayed in one’s favor. Adriana does her best to be an honorable leader and a fierce soldier, appearing ever the pure, loyal Roman until she has her chance to tear away from the destiny that has been fashioned for her all her life. And when she finally gets it, she’ll do what she does best. Fight.

Para Sample (idek what this is lmao I tried):  

Adriana’s senses went to the wayside as she stood in the midst of the crowd. The heavy beat of the music that projected from the stage pulsed across the field, stoking the spectators’ energy in the late night hour. At the high volume of the rock band’s set and the surrounding exclamations of enjoyment, hearing anything else beyond the event was nigh impossible. Adriana had gotten swept up in the tide of it all. With a beer in her hand and a friend at her side, she couldn’t imagine a better evening; and she didn’t want to, because as soon as she wished it, her fun was likely to end. The Fates were relentless pranksters in that way.

The concert had been Dani’s idea. The Second Cohort legionnaire had snatched the centurion to the side between training sessions and to lay out their plan for a brief escape. Adriana, always willing to step outside the boundaries of her lifelong home, had eagerly accepted. She could always rely on the legacy of Hades to come up with the most entertaining – and sneakiest – schemes. It didn’t even matter to Adriana that she wasn’t familiar with the band. Between the political stuffiness of New Rome and the responsibilities of Legion leadership, the supposed demigod sanctuary could become a suffocating environment. Adriana would take any opportunity to step aside, let loose, be herself, and just breathe.

So there she was, jumping up and down among a mob of strangers and releasing her pent up stress through a non-violent outlet. As the music tapered down for the band’s transition into the next song, the daughter of Mars took a moment to rest, chuckling through panting breaths at the dark-haired person beside her. “You’re right,” she grinned. “They’re not bad.”

“Not bad?” The legacy of Hades scoffed in mock hurt. “For all the trouble it took to bring you out here, you would claim that these beautiful, Muse-embodied humans are not bad?” Dani clicked their tongue disapprovingly. “Remind me never to invite you to join me on my ventures again.”

Adriana shook her head at the short legionnaire. Despite being the sage, Dani was a good six inches smaller than her, at the least. Not that their height made them any less ferocious. Dani was a wild soul and Adriana admired her temperament greatly. “Hey, don’t look at me,” she shrugged with an indifferent look down at the other. “You’re the one who took me out to see a band I’ve never heard of in my life. It’s not my fault I don’t have a reference to judge their music.”

Dani groaned through an exasperated sigh. “Fiiiiine. You’re excused.” Around them, the fresh beat of a new song began to shake the ground. “You’re lucky I like you, Romaíos.”

Adriana had taken that line as the close to their conversation, ready to sink back into the sounds and the madness, but just as she was teetering on the height of that edge, a pulse beneath her feet caught her off guard. No one else appeared to have felt it even though it was off beat to the rest of the tune, and there was a telltale prickling sensation that ran down the centurion’s spine. She stopped moving, eyes attentive, feeling focused, and again felt the thump resonate across the ground. In an instant, entertainment had turned to vigilance.

“Dani, stop.” Adriana reached out and placed a firm hand on the Greek’s shoulder.

Dani hesitated a brief moment before they complied. They pouted up at the Roman and opened their mouth to object, but then they felt it too, right down to their bones. The lightheartedness faded from their expression and a hand ventured toward the holster strapped to their thigh in preparation. “Where is it? Do you see anything?” they asked as their honey-colored eyes swept around them – which achieved nothing considering their height.

Adriana fiddled with the ring brace that lived on her right middle finger, sharp eyes piercing through and over the people around them. “I don’t know… it’s pretty hard to see around– wait.” Out of the corner of her eye, Adriana caught a flash of movement. Nothing concrete, but when spotting shadows, it was usually best to assume it was something rather than leave it be and get stabbed in the back for it. “Come on,” she stepped in front of Dani, starting to lead them out of the crowd.

Not seconds prior to the two of them stepping onto open ground, a guttural screech cut through the air. Both demigods snapped their heads to the left and were greeted by the misfortunate sight of a scorpion with a van-sized body. “Every fucking time…” Adriana growled under her breath and swept her thumb over the side of her ring, cueing the accessory to spin around her finger and break off. It extended into a hilt and a blade which she twirled in her hand with practiced ease. In a similar fashion, Dani equipped themself with a pair of curved knives. Adriana looked over to them and the pair shared a silent transfer of information. They knew each other well enough by now to coordinate their attacks without the distraction of words.

I take front, you take back?

Yeah, let’s go.

At Dani’s finalizing nod, Adriana turned to the monster and grabbed its attention with a high-pitched whistle. “Hey ugly!” The beast hissed, shuffling around on its spindly legs to lock eyes with the young warrior. “This what you’re looking for?” She stepped forward once with arms spread to taunt it, and sure enough, it lurched forward with another screech.

Adriana reinforced her stance, standing her ground until the scorpion only had a few seconds of distance left to close. At her side, the legacy of Hades slipped into the nearest shadow and a grin split across the centurion’s lips.

Time to go to work.