#『 ⋆ ooc || she's born from a companion dying; from having enough ⋆ 』

[abbacchiosbelt]

people misinterpreting characters is one of my biggest pet peeves ever. I really liked how you brought light to the fact that DIO is not as deep as the fandom makes him seen and Bruno is not a gold hearted ’mom’.

what other characters do you think are heavely misinterpreted? I’d like to hear your opinions. some characters that are heavely put ooc by the fandom (in my opinion) are Jotaro, Giorno, Johnny and Gyro.

Yeah, while everyone is free to their own interpretations, those are two that just really personally bother me. I don’t like to straight-up accuse someone on being wrong, but at the very least, I think the ‘mama Bruno’ interpretation is wrong and bad, lmao.

As for the other characters you mentioned? Hmm. Here are my opinions - as always, y’all are allowed to agree/disagree/have your own thoughts on them.

Jotaro - I don’t like seeing him interpreted as an uncaring piece of shit. Now, he does act like a shithead at the beginning of part 3 - calling your mom a ‘bitch’ is a shit move and he deserves to be called out for that. Just because he does good things doesn’t excuse his poor behavior. That being said, I think he’s a pretty complex character. He’s only 18 (after the retcon) when Part 3 takes place. Not only is he tasked with traveling cross-country to save his mom, but he’s forced to take on the Joestar family burden without even really knowing about it. He has to deal with three of his friends dying brutally and is forced to kill an ancient vampire that killed his great-great-grandfather. He also thinks for a brief moment that Joseph was killed by Dio - that’s a lot for a teenager. There’s no doubt in my mind that Jotaro suffers some form of PTSD.

He gets married, has a child, and then is forced into another dangerous situation thanks to his misfortune of being born into the Joestar family. It could be argued that he didn’t have to go to Morioh, but who else is there? Joseph is too old. Kakyoin and Avdol are dead, and Polnareff isn’t around at the time - so it has to be him. Now, I am not excusing the way he treated his wife and daughter at all. That’s all on Jotaro and his poor communication skills. I don’t think for one second he wanted to leave them like he did, but... It happened, and he couldn’t fix it.

One thing I don’t like is people saying we should forgive Jotaro for what he did to Jolyne. We can empathize with his situation, but it’s up to Jolyne to forgive him - it’s unfair for us as the audience to say she should have been more understanding. She was a child abandoned by her father - Jotaro could have handled things differently, and I think that there’s enough unsaid context to imply that he does regret how he handled things. A bad father can still love his child. I don’t think Jotaro is a bad person at heart. He’s incredibly selfless, but that selflessness also led to hurting the people closest to him. TL;DR - Jotaro is pretty complex and there’s a lot to his character, but people tend to focus on one aspect of him.

Giorno - I love Giorno and think he was very underrated before Vento Aureo was animated. I think he’s still fairly underrated compared to the first 4 protagonists, simply because he expresses things in a much different manner. Giorno acts as a protagonist in theory, but he is not a good person and that’s what I love about him. It’s made extremely clear (some people miss this despite it being explicitly said by Koichi) that he’s a mix of Dio and Jonathan. The ruthlessness of Dio runs through his blood, but so does the kindness of Jonathan. 

Giorno is not boring. He is a calculating, cold, manipulative person. He is also an ambitious, caring, and highly-observant individual. Giorno is trained to hide his emotions, as per his abusive upbringing. Giorno’s smarts and capacity for observation are a core part of his character. He is quiet because of these traits, but I don’t think that makes him boring. I think it makes Giorno interesting and complex. A teenager joining the mafia and attempting a coup to take it over is... not exactly a normal thing. It’s what makes Giorno so scary. You know what he’s going to do next because he’ll tell you, but you won’t be able to stop him. And if you’re in his path? He doesn’t mind taking care of you. If you’re loyal, though, he’ll extend a gilded chain - the chain that makes him so intriguing to others, and the reason people are so eager to follow him.

Johnny - I know I just said I loved Giorno,  but I also really love Johnny. I don’t have as many thoughts as I really haven’t seen any conflicting popular interpretations of his character, but I’m sure they’re out there. To me, Johnny is very important. He’s outward with his depression, his self-hatred, his fear, his cowardice - it’s a big change from the previous protagonists. Despite this, he overcomes and finds his strength. I guess one thing I disagree with is the notion that Johnny is ‘whiny’ or ‘weak.’ I won’t spoil too much, but just like the other main JoJos, I think Johnny is a very complex character that Araki clearly crafted with care.

Gyro - I feel similarly about Gyro as I do with Johnny - I haven’t seen too many confliciting interpretations of him. I do think Gyro is more ruthless than some people paint him as. He’s not nice - he even says it! That doesn’t mean he can’t be silly or absurd. There’s a lot of facets to Gyro’s personality that make him the perfect companion for Johnny. (Or BF, hehehehe)

[vampiremeowny]

fuck it out of context quotes from our doomtown campaign

“hey guys let’s bounty hunt our own party”

“rinse and repeat until the party wakes up”

NPC: I need you to teach him a lesson. Monk: What does he need to learn? Algebra? Cause I’m bad at that.

Ranger OOC: I cast awaken on my wolf companion. DM: That’s making a furry and I won’t allow it.

“ooh, let’s get this god buffet!”

“oh no, I don’t wanna lose my real titties for metal ones”

Cleric OOC: What kind of blood is in that bowl? DM: It’s A plus blood.

“I shouldn’t ask this knowing our party but uh. How did this go this wrong this quickly?”

Cleric: Promise me you’ll take good care of her. NPC : We’ll do what we can. Cleric: That’s uh. That’s not what I asked.

“Alright, we’ll split up. Corona, you stay here in the forest with the pearl because you’re dyed pink. Cyrus, make sure Corona doesn’t get abducted by fae. And let us know if she changes color. Cause that’d be cool and I wanna see it.”

Ranger: I will take your finest beer. NPC: Ahhh, the carrot beer. Ranger: Never mind, don’t want it.

Sorcerer: Oh god, can you imagine a tiefling coming out of the womb? Warlock: You  guys know we’re not born with horns, right?

Sorcerer OOC: He needs to make a dex save. DM: What does he need to make?” *rolls before answer* He made it.

Ranger: Are we playing poker? Cleric: Well, we’re playing poker. You’re playing Go Fish.

“this etiquette class is so hard I’m gonna eti-quit”

“cool, so Corona just invented pride parades”

“okay real quick before we go in there: you can’t tell him your name’s Corona because I told him my name’s Corona”

Rogue OOC: I put the documents down my pants. DM: You... you have a bag. Rogue OOC: ...I know.

*looking at board to determine if a ranged attack will hit or not* “Goddamn I’m gonna have to Pythagorean theorem this shit”

“I OBJECT HE’S GAY AND ONLY MARRYING HER FOR THE TAX BENEFITS”

DM OOC: please stop shouting I already have enough social anxiety and don’t wanna get yelled at

Warlock OOC: I cast Guiding Bolt so Corona can see the creature in the dark. Cleric: WHOA was that guy there this entire time??

[teawennightingale-blog]

Details - Teawen Nightingale

Appearance- 

Gender: Female

Race: Worgen - Gilnean

Height: 5″6′

Eye color: Forest Green

Hair Color: Black

Age: 35

The Facts-

Occupation: Trainer / Former Farm hand / Runner

Sexual Identification: Heterosexual

Romantic Identification: Unknown

Alignment: Chaotic Good

Criminal History: Oddly clean

Relationship Status: Currently taking care of three wolves, the four legged variety. Single. 

Sweet on: None. 

Favorites-

Treat: Clean sheet of paper. 

Drink: Whiskey

Artist: Not musicians

Scent: Petrichor

Person: Her good friend Leon 

Deeper Knowledge-

Ten Details: 

1. Teawen grew up wanting to be apart of the Gilnean Royal Guard, however was denied at every turn in account of her deafness.  2.She grew up on a small farm on the coast and hated every moment of it. However her father was her saving grace as he was quick to teach her how to hunt both a bow and gun. However she hated bows.  3.Her turn was not easy. During the invasion she was finally given a chance to work alongside the people and the Gilnean Guard, a dream come true at the worst possible time. She was bitten while trying to take down a loner in the forests she knew like the back of her hand, only to be taken by surprise by another. She was left for dead. She went feral until captured and given a chance.  4.She’s not often seen in her wolfish form, but still carries the characteristics of her people through mannerisms.  5. She hums, to her wolves and to herself. Mostly when she does not believe others are around. She also hates the way her voice feels. Often acquainting it to having a ‘fat tongue.’  6.She doesn’t often find herself in cities, feeling nervous and slightly claustrophobic, having her wolf helps. 7.She was born deaf, and never got along with the kids growing up, the lack of communication making it difficult. So she would help with the farm until she was old enough to hold a gun and go hunting in the woods.  8.  She isn’t one for any types of worship. She instead tries to be an okay person with hard edges. 9.Her constant companion is a large brown wolf comically named “Big Brother.” He’s an intelligent beast that is never too far from her side and rarely without his harness with the big red letters set in the black leather reading “DON’T TOUCH.”  10.She doesn’t talk about her work beyond training and helping rehabilitate wolves of war. She sometimes takes custom orders for ammo and gun modification. 

Five Things

Things Preferred: 

A hot meal with a good friend

Space to run

Cold moments of the day; dawn and dusk

The mist between the trees just as the sun is setting or coming up.

Hunting with the “boys.” 

Things Dislike:

Being touched w/o warning

Don’t. Mess. With. Her. Big Brother

Those that look down on those under them. 

Ships and Caves

Being too warm

Habits (Good or Bad.):

More then happy to drink herself stupid.

Hard to communicate with, slow in trusting. 

Often smells like gun grease

Has little patience for impatient people. 

Would rather be working. 

Personalities Drawn To: 

Loyal

Curious

Dominate

Kind

Innocent

Personalities Repelled by: 

Liars

Malicious

Abusive 

Impatient

Too Righteous

Fears: 

Dying alone

Being forgotten, or only remembered as a a nobody. 

Being defined by her inability to hear. 

Never seeing Gilneas back to its former glory. 

Never showing that you are more then just her primary senses. 

OOC:  I’m more then willing to interact with people, all I ask is that you don’t try to “Fix” my character. I also have a “rules” button on my blog. <3 

[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.

[officialqfabray-blog]

OOC: Q Bio.

Lucille Quinn Fabray October 12th; age: 26 Identifies as straight, at the moment.

BIOGRAPHY:

When Quinn (named Lucille Quinn Fabray) was born as the second daughter to Russell and Judy Fabray, they agreed that their family was complete. Russell had always wanted a son, but he fell in love with his daughters and spoiled them to no end. Quinn was raised in Bronxville, New York, while her father worked on Wall Street in New York City. Quinn was completely spoiled in every way. She had a horse, played piano and violin, played tennis and golf, and did ballet as a child. She liked performing, but once she was ten, her father took her out of dance to let her focus more on the sports aspect since she had talent there.

As she grew up, she realized that her life was already laid out for her. It was clear that grades didn’t matter because her father would pay her way to get into any school. It was also clear that it didn’t matter what she wanted to do as an adult. She was being groomed to attend college and achieve a degree in anything, but what was most important was being a good future wife and mother. Both her parents pressed the importance to Quinn that she always appear beautiful and to demand respect and attention from male companions.

At the beginning, Quinn was fine with that. After all, her older sister, Francine, followed those rules and she flourished. She went off to college at Brown and was engaged by her senior year. But, when it came time for Quinn to go to school, she found she actually wanted a career. She wanted to do something with her life. However, her interests were in English, Literature, and the Arts, but her parents both thought they were a waste of time. They were an okay hobby, but jobs for the poor or middle class. She needed elite status.

Quinn had worked hard on her grades in high school, even though she knew she didn’t have to, and it made her feel all the more better once she had been accepted into Yale. She felt she actually earned it herself. When she entered Yale, she was undeclared, but the pull toward the arts was strong and she took an acting class in her first semester. That was all Quinn had needed. Her professor said she had natural talent and beauty and pushed her into auditioning for the Yale School of Drama. She was ecstatic to get in, but that was short lived because when her parents found out, they were incredibly mad. Her father even threatened to stop funding her education, but he never did.

When Quinn graduated, she felt like a better person for it. She had done this all on her own. She hadn’t been pressured into it like she had with all of her activities as a child or teenager. She was finally in control of her own life. Which is why she moved west. She didn’t want to be on Broadway. She wanted to be in the movies and on TV. Her parents were even more upset at her decision to move and it made their relationship very strained. She realized the only reason her father never pulled his funding was because he assumed she was still going to settle and get married, like her sister, who was already married with a baby. But that wasn’t Quinn’s life and she moved to Los Angeles.

It was a slightly slow start for Quinn. She received small roles, but they were speaking parts that granted her a SAG card and got her a management team, which landed her a role on a short lived show where she met her future (now ex) boyfriend, Mike Chang. Quinn liked the relationship, Mike was a cool person and she enjoyed hanging with him. But once the show ended and other cameos pulled her from spending time with him, the media started to rip apart their relationship. There was too many rumors of cheating, which wasn’t happening, and her mother kept calling to tell her to break up with him, which was simply incredibly irritating, and Quinn decided they should just be friends. (note: this may be edited based on Mike’s bio)

Quinn began auditioning again and filmed two indie shorts, which were nice ways to flex her acting muscle as she tried to land her next big role. When her manager sent her her the sides to read for Ivy Grant for /Performing The Arts/, she was very excited. She felt she could easily pull from her experiences to act the crap out of the role. She auditioned and thought it was fantastic. They called her back to read again, however, this time it was for Lennon Cole. Quinn was surprised because she didn’t think she fit the type, but as she learned of Lennon’s background, she found she actually could identify very well with her. She read for the part and got it.

Again, Quinn’s happiness was short lived when her manager called and told her she didn’t want her to take the part. She said it had the potential to change her career path for the rest of her life. The character could be mean, sarcastic, rude and somewhat dragged through the mud, not to mention that she’s a lesbian. While Quinn was also was concerned about being type casted, she also didn’t like her management trying to control her like her parents did so she took the part. As she read over the script for the pilot, Quinn became a little more excited about her role. It was something different, not as easy for her as playing the pretty, bitchy blonde girl. If this was the start of a career with characters off the beaten path, Quinn was sure she was going to enjoy the walk.

YOUR CHARACTER’S HEAD CANON FOR THEIR CHARACTER:

Lennon Cole was a picture perfect daughter until she reached the age of twelve. It was then that she realized she was gay. There were signs before, finding she didn’t relate to her girl friends when they’d talk about cute boys and wanting to kiss them. But by the time she was twelve, she realized she did know what those girls were talking about, except that she wanted to kiss other girls, not boys.

She kept this hidden from everyone and found it difficult to stay in her friends group as she started to find all those girls very pretty. Their parents were friends with her parents, so they spent quite a lot of time together. It was when Lennon was thirteen that she started to rebel. It was slow, at first, as she dropped out of the hobbies her parents placed her in as a child. Then, she stopped hanging out with her friends and began to hang out with some of the burner kids at her prep school.

Lennon felt she didn’t fit in anymore, but with the burnouts, they all had troubles, and she did too. She didn’t fit in her family. She wasn’t Republican, she hated those ideals, and they way they treated anyone who wasn’t exactly like them. She was starting to be worried her parents would find out she was a lesbian and kick her out at any minute. The anxiety and stress made focusing in school difficult and Lennon started to skip class. When her parents found out about her grades dropping and skipping class, they grounded her and gave her a tutor.

That simply made everything worse. The extra attention was painful and while Lennon knew the answers to her tests, she started to fail them on purpose. She didn’t want to be in her dumb prep school anymore. It was too much pressure to hide who she was and not let anything slip. If anyone found out the real her, she knew it would get back to her parents and that would be the end of it. But her parents donating money kept Lennon there despite her attempts to get out.

Since that didn’t work, she cut her hair, she dyed it pink, and she made a point to get caught smoking in the bathroom. The smoking alone was enough to get her near expulsion but with the failing grades and the disregard to the dress code, her parents had to pull her out so she would not have expulsion on her permanent record. At a loss for what to do, Lennon suggested New Burton to her parents, knowing she’d fit in better there, and claimed that the fact that it focused on the arts would help with her self expression. She told them that was the main problem, she had no outlet for her creativity. They agreed in the hopes she would outgrow her phase and then be able to go back to another private school once her phase ran its course, but that has yet to happen.

Connections

Santana Lopez: Quinn has never met someone as bluntly honest as Santana. Sometimes she is just brutal, and though Quinn can appreciate and admire that quality, it sometimes rubs her the wrong way and they end up arguing. Most of the time, however, they get along well.

Kitty Wilde: Quinn’s not too modest to admit that she loves attention, and meeting a “fan” has certainly endeared Kitty to her more than she probably would’ve been otherwise.

Sebastian Smythe: The only person outside of Santana that can match Quinn in wit and snark is Sebastian, and unlike with Santana, she and Sebastian don’t really argue They’re just snark siblings as they like to call themselves.

Mike Chang: Quinn and Mike have known each other a few years, having been on a show together. The two also briefly dated before schedule and press got the better of them.

About Lennon Cole: Lennon’s parents are pretty much the epitome of wealthy, privileged Republicans. They have bigoted ideas, and the only reason they allow Lennon to go to New Burton for drama is because they hope her pink-haired, grunge phase will be over, but she’s a junior and hasn’t changed yet.

Why she’s at New Burton: Lennon’s concentration is drama.

The In-Crowd or Outcast? Outcast

Connections

Sadie Tilman (Marley): Sadie was this happy, sweet looking girl that Lennon was paired up with for a project, and honesty, she expected her to be annoying. Only she wasn’t. She was far more interesting than anyone Lennon had ever met, and she just wanted to spend more and more time with her. She’d spent a long time fighting her feelings for girls, knowing that her parents would go ballistic if they ever knew, but she couldn’t help but want Sadie. She has such strong feelings for her. She just isn’t always great at showing it.

Inez Santiago (Dani): Lennon isn’t stupid. She knew, even before she started dating Sadie, that Inez wanted to be with her. She knows that Inez is also trying to steal Sadie away, and the only thing stopping Lennon from going after her, is that Sadie would definitely break up with her.

Vera Kravitz (Rachel): Lennon was never really sure why Vera had decided to start slumming it. Maybe she just wanted a break from being fake and phony. Lennon didn’t really ask. She just saw that once she just let go of her “image” that Vera wasn’t all that bad.

[performingtheartsrp]

Accepted Quinn Application

OOC:

NAME: Jillian

PREFERRED PRONOUNS: Her/She.

AGE: 25+

TIMEZONE: EST

ACTIVITY LEVEL (1-10): Right now, 8, but that’ll probably go down to maybe a 5 when I start working simply because I’ll be working at night 4 days a week so I won’t be around in evenings. But on my days off, I’ll be completely present.

OLD ROLEPLAY ACCOUNTS: RFP

ANYTHING ELSE: RFP

IC:

CHARACTER’S NAME: Lucille Quinn Fabray CHARACTER’S BIRTHDAY: October 12th; age: 26 CHARACTER’S SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Identifies as straight, at the moment. SHIPS: Quinn + Chemistry. ANTI-SHIPS: Quinn + No Chem/Forced. MIDGAME SHIPS: I’m really open to Mid-games, as long as the other person respects that the relationship is midgame and we choose a time when it WILL end and they stick to it. I’m open to a mid-game for anyone that Q has chemistry with, but it will most likely lean toward a male.

CHARACTER TWEETS:

@theequinnfabray: set. filming. hot yoga. shower. dinner. 4:30am-9pm. rinse/repeat. #actorlife @theequinnfabray: Book recs?? Need new DLs for my Kindle while waiting on set. @theequinnfabray: OMG just had the best smoothie of my life from @ LiquidJuiceBar. Green Manna w/ wheatgrass. BIOGRAPHY: When Quinn (named Lucille Quinn Fabray) was born as the second daughter to Russell and Judy Fabray, they agreed that their family was complete. Russell had always wanted a son, but he fell in love with his daughters and spoiled them to no end. Quinn was raised in Bronxville, New York, while her father worked on Wall Street in New York City. Quinn was completely spoiled in every way. She had a horse, played piano and violin, played tennis and golf, and did ballet as a child. She liked performing, but once she was ten, her father took her out of dance to let her focus more on the sports aspect since she had talent there. As she grew up, she realized that her life was already laid out for her. It was clear that grades didn’t matter because her father would pay her way to get into any school. It was also clear that it didn’t matter what she wanted to do as an adult. She was being groomed to attend college and achieve a degree in anything, but what was most important was being a good future wife and mother. Both her parents pressed the importance to Quinn that she always appear beautiful and to demand respect and attention from male companions. At the beginning, Quinn was fine with that. After all, her older sister, Francine, followed those rules and she flourished. She went off to college at Brown and was engaged by her senior year. But, when it came time for Quinn to go to school, she found she actually wanted a career. She wanted to do something with her life. However, her interests were in English, Literature, and the Arts, but her parents both thought they were a waste of time. They were an okay hobby, but jobs for the poor or middle class. She needed elite status. Quinn had worked hard on her grades in high school, even though she knew she didn’t have to, and it made her feel all the more better once she had been accepted into Yale. She felt she actually earned it herself. When she entered Yale, she was undeclared, but the pull toward the arts was strong and she took an acting class in her first semester. That was all Quinn had needed. Her professor said she had natural talent and beauty and pushed her into auditioning for the Yale School of Drama. She was ecstatic to get in, but that was short lived because when her parents found out, they were incredibly mad. Her father even threatened to stop funding her education, but he never did. When Quinn graduated, she felt like a better person for it. She had done this all on her own. She hadn’t been pressured into it like she had with all of her activities as a child or teenager. She was finally in control of her own life. Which is why she moved west. She didn’t want to be on Broadway. She wanted to be in the movies and on TV. Her parents were even more upset at her decision to move and it made their relationship very strained. She realized the only reason her father never pulled his funding was because he assumed she was still going to settle and get married, like her sister, who was already married with a baby. But that wasn’t Quinn’s life and she moved to Los Angeles. It was a slightly slow start for Quinn. She received small roles, but they were speaking parts that granted her a SAG card and got her a management team, which landed her a role on a short lived show where she met her future (now ex) boyfriend, Mike Chang. Quinn liked the relationship, Mike was a cool person and she enjoyed hanging with him. But once the show ended and other cameos pulled her from spending time with him, the media started to rip apart their relationship. There was too many rumors of cheating, which wasn’t happening, and her mother kept calling to tell her to break up with him, which was simply incredibly irritating, and Quinn decided they should just be friends. (note: this may be edited based on Mike’s bio) Quinn began auditioning again and filmed two indie shorts, which were nice ways to flex her acting muscle as she tried to land her next big role. When her manager sent her her the sides to read for Ivy Grant for /Performing The Arts/, she was very excited. She felt she could easily pull from her experiences to act the crap out of the role. She auditioned and thought it was fantastic. They called her back to read again, however, this time it was for Lennon Cole. Quinn was surprised because she didn’t think she fit the type, but as she learned of Lennon’s background, she found she actually could identify very well with her. She read for the part and got it. Again, Quinn’s happiness was short lived when her manager called and told her she didn’t want her to take the part. She said it had the potential to change her career path for the rest of her life. The character could be mean, sarcastic, rude and somewhat dragged through the mud, not to mention that she’s a lesbian. While Quinn was also was concerned about being type casted, she also didn’t like her management trying to control her like her parents did so she took the part. As she read over the script for the pilot, Quinn became a little more excited about her role. It was something different, not as easy for her as playing the pretty, bitchy blonde girl. If this was the start of a career with characters off the beaten path, Quinn was sure she was going to enjoy the walk.

YOUR CHARACTER’S HEAD CANON FOR THEIR CHARACTER: Lennon Cole was a picture perfect daughter until she reached the age of twelve. It was then that she realized she was gay. There were signs before, finding she didn’t relate to her girl friends when they’d talk about cute boys and wanting to kiss them. But by the time she was twelve, she realized she did know what those girls were talking about, except that she wanted to kiss other girls, not boys. She kept this hidden from everyone and found it difficult to stay in her friends group as she started to find all those girls very pretty. Their parents were friends with her parents, so they spent quite a lot of time together. It was when Lennon was thirteen that she started to rebel. It was slow, at first, as she dropped out of the hobbies her parents placed her in as a child. Then, she stopped hanging out with her friends and began to hang out with some of the burner kids at her prep school.

Lennon felt she didn’t fit in anymore, but with the burnouts, they all had troubles, and she did too. She didn’t fit in her family. She wasn’t Republican, she hated those ideals, and they way they treated anyone who wasn’t exactly like them. She was starting to be worried her parents would find out she was a lesbian and kick her out at any minute. The anxiety and stress made focusing in school difficult and Lennon started to skip class. When her parents found out about her grades dropping and skipping class, they grounded her and gave her a tutor.

That simply made everything worse. The extra attention was painful and while Lennon knew the answers to her tests, she started to fail them on purpose. She didn’t want to be in her dumb prep school anymore. It was too much pressure to hide who she was and not let anything slip. If anyone found out the real her, she knew it would get back to her parents and that would be the end of it. But her parents donating money kept Lennon there despite her attempts to get out.

Since that didn’t work, she cut her hair, she dyed it pink, and she made a point to get caught smoking in the bathroom. The smoking alone was enough to get her near expulsion but with the failing grades and the disregard to the dress code, her parents had to pull her out so she would not have expulsion on her permanent record. At a loss for what to do, Lennon suggested New Burton to her parents, knowing she’d fit in better there, and claimed that the fact that it focused on the arts would help with her self expression. She told them that was the main problem, she had no outlet for her creativity. They agreed in the hopes she would outgrow her phase and then be able to go back to another private school once her phase ran its course, but that has yet to happen.