#HELIX YOU LOOK SO DISTINGUISHED

[sunnys-side-upside-down]

For the prompts, how about a manestyle swap between Helix and Tweetie?

MANE SWAP!!

[spidey-bie]

General Information

There's more to come but here's some basic personal/physical information about my OC Ansi.

Full Name: Ansiniya Taratella

Pronounced On-zuh-niya Tear-Uh-Tell-Uh

Nickname: Ansi or Ni (Don't call her Niya)

Pronounced An-zee

Alter Ego: Tech Tarantula

Race: Black

Gender Expression: Gender Non-conforming

She refuses to let society ever dictate what she can and cannot do. He goes by all pronouns but prefers she/he and loves it when you switch it up.

Sexuality: Aspec, Genderqueer

Eye Color: Reddish Brown

Originally they were dark brown but changed due to mutation.

Hair: Black medium sized, mid length dreads, with bright orange tips.

Height: 5'4

He's often mistaken for a much younger age than what he is.

Likes: Hobie Brown, Music (preferably grunge, rock, and rap), Hobie Brown (yes again), apple cider, lighting things on fire, cooking, baking, singing

Dislikes: Her mother, her job at Alchemax, injustice, liars, people looking down on him

Distinguishing Marks: Because of her mutation she now has large freckles along her arms that are a bit darker than her actual skin tone that only appear after she uses a specific power

Her marks aren't noticeable under low light and she wears mostly long sleeves since she's so sensitive to the cold.

Piercings: Spider bite, helix, industrial, 3 lobe, jestrum, daith, septum, tongue tip, nose, conch, forward helix, and eyebrow. 15 total.

Body type: Short and fat

Random Pieces of Information: After being injected with the spider venom she has very hairy arms and a small set of fangs. (Most people assume that the fangs are a piercing)

Disability: She has fibromyalgia and mainly uses her forearm crutches to get around.

He prefers walking so he's never owned a wheelchair.

God I wanna go into their lore and so badly. It's too late and my brain is loopy so I'm gonna make another post later.

[jasonchois]

[male, he/him] Welcome to Aurora Bay, [JASON CHOI]! I couldn’t help but notice you look an awful lot like [CHA EUNWOO]. You must be the [TWENTY-SIX] year old [MODEL/YOUTUBER]. Word is you’re [CHARISMATIC] but can also be a bit [STUBBORN] and your favorite song is [TALK BY KHALID]. I also heard you’ll be staying in [CRYSTAL COVE]. I’m sure you’ll love it (rei, they/them, 25+, EST) @aurorabayaesthetic

Basic Information ✰

Full Name: Jason Choi Nickname(s): Pronouns: he/him Age: Twenty-Six Date of Birth: October 20th Sexual Preference: Bisexual Status: Single Zodiac Sign: Libra

Appearance ✰

Faceclaim & Voice Claim: Cha Eunwoo Hair Colour: Naturally Black, sometimes dyes it depending on his mood Eye Colour: Brown Height: 5'10 Tattoos: a rose tattooed on his shoulder that he got to represent his mother Piercings: Double helix piercings on his right ear, a upper lobe Distinguishing Features: Mole under his right eye. A dimple that appears on the right side of his mouth when he smiles. Style: Comfy and casual, sometimes fancy and proper if the occasion calls for it. Wears a necklace a lot of the time. One who usually prides himself on being fashionable

Personality ✰

Positive Traits: Empathetic, Independent, Intuitive, Sincere, Insightful, Romantic, Confident, Perfectionist, Calm, Flirty Negative Traits: Sarcastic, Stubborn, Blunt, Overcritical, Guarded, Gets Jealous, Can seem cold at first glance, Can be overprotective Fears: Rejection, Failure, Losing a loved one, Leaving a bad impression, Being forgotten

Likes: Dancing, Video games, Reading, Listening to Music, Motorcycles, Traveling, Spending time outside, The color blue, Photography, Animals, Collecting, Art, Writing, Learning new things Dislikes: Sweating, Insects, Loud noises, Losing control, Loneliness, Being unprepared, Ugly clothes, Sloppiness Habits: Lip biting, Lip licking, Jaw clenching, Running his hand through his hair,

Family ✰

Father: Choi Doyun Mother: Erica Collins Sibling(s): Lisa Choi Children: None Pet(s): None at the moment

Favorites ✰

Ice cream flavor: Strawberry Food: Hamburgers Time of the day / night:  Night Season: Spring/Fall Holiday: Halloween Animal: Fox bats and cats Color: Blue Scent: Vanilla and Strawberry Musician/band: Likes too many to pick

Other Information

Education: Did most of his school in Seoul before finishing up in New York City. Doesn't usually mention the schools he went to at all. Bio ✰

Jason was born in New York City to Choi Doyun and Erica Collins. His family moved to Seoul when he was 3 years old so he could learn more about his heritage there and learn the language better. His sister was born a few months later, just after Jason started school. While in Seoul, Jason found himself adoring the models on the covers of magazines and dreamed of doing that himself whenever he got the chance. He didn't think his parents would be all for the idea but it didn't stop him from dreaming even while he studied hard.

As the years went on, Jason brushed up on making a modeling portfolio as well as started uploading on YouTube. He wanted to be able to make videos that he was sure other's would enjoy. Usually it was vlog like content but he in-cooperated other activities like gaming whenever he got the chance. He just wanted to show off all his interests and hoped others enjoyed it in some way. The attention didn't start coming till he got to college which he found himself moving back to New York to finish up.

His first modeling gig came to him after he was scouted on the street by a company that he had admired for awhile. He learned a lot and even though it wasn't a huge modeling gig, it opened doors. Soon he got to appear on billboards and even magazines which he only dreamed of. Even got invites to model in runways for big names in the fashion industry. Though even with all this happening, he still uploaded on YouTube when he could, not wanting to give up on his channel and disappear on his audience.

He later moved to Aurora Bay where he resides now. He's still grinding away with his work but tries his best not to burn himself out. He's taking every chance he can to make new relationships in a new area as well as focus on keeping in touch with his family as well. He's just doing what he can not to stay in his own bubble. He's often found around somewhere or in his home.

Wanted Connections ✰

✰ Exes ✰ Flings ✰ Friends ✰ Best Friends ✰ Flirtationship ✰ Fwb ✰ Drinking buddies ✰ Neighbors

[fondueforme]

MEET BRITTANY SUSAN PIERCE!!

AUDITIONING WITH THE SONG: FINE LINE BY KESHA

There's a fine line between genius and crazy. There's a fine line between broken and breaking. Spent my whole life tryna to change what they're saying about me, sick of walking that fine line.

BIOGRAPHY & HEADCANONS

wait, is that BRITTANY SUSAN PIERCE they kinda look a lot like BRIGETTE LUNDY-PAINE, don’t they? i heard the TWENTY-TWO year old is known as the AIRHEAD EXTRAORDINAIRE around mckinley. it seems like they auditioned to be in NEW DIRECTIONS which is so lame? people at campus have said they’re HONEST, but don’t be fooled since they’re also IMPULSIVE. rumor has it, you can find them at CHEERIO PRACTICE, DANCE/BALLET, THE MUCKRACKER, GAY/STRAIGHT ALLIANCE, AND MATHLETES when they aren’t belting show tunes. their entire vibe revolves around THE SMELL OF BURNT FONDUE OVER HOT GOSS, DANCING THROUGH THE SEWER SYSTEMS AT NIGHT, AND CHEERING FOR THE UNDERDOG IN A SHORT SKIRT but no one pays attention to that here in ohio.

LIST ABOUT 3+ HEADCANONS ABOUT YOUR CHOSEN CHARACTER!

Brittany, like Brett and Puck, is a super senior. They failed their senior year with a remarkable 0.0 GPA, but they completely turned it around their second year. They even got an early admission to MIT, but it only took Brittany a month or two to miss home and all their friends. They didn't want to be math genius, instead choosing to go back to Lima and go to McKinley Arts to pursue other ventures.

Brittany is openly bisexual and nonbinary. They knew from a young age that they liked more than one gender, but it took another year of high school and soul searching to realize that just like with their sexuality, their gender cannot be defined within the margins of the gender binary. They've had their fair share of hookups and trysts with a whole lot of different people. They've never been ashamed of it and who they are. To help pay for college, they occasionally do a video or two with Sam, the other blonde letting them keep all the earnings from said films.

Brittany has a pretty successful YouTube channel called Fondue for Two that they started in high school. They invite guests from their life to interview them over fondue and whatever else they have lying around.

WOULD YOU LIKE TO COME ON 'FONDUE FOR TWO' AND JUDGE MY CAT?

BASICS OF BRITT:

FULL NAME: brittany susan pierce. PRONOUNS: prefers they/them, but any pronouns are fine. (unless you misgender them purposefully/or misgender her sister and they will destroy you) GENDER: nonbinary. NICKNAMES: b, britt, britt-britt, brittany s-pierce. HOMETOWN: lima, ohio. BIRTHDAY (ZODIAC) & AGE: march 14th. (PISCES.) / twenty-two years old. RELATIONSHIP STATUS: single, has kissed more than 80% of the student body. SEXUALITY: bisexual. RELIGION: christian. OCCUPATION: student at mckinley arts college, runs a youtube show called ‘Fondue For Two’. RESIDENCE: small apartment off campus. SPORTS/CLUBS: Cheerios, dance, the muckracker, gay/straight alliance, mathletes. GLEE CLUB: new directions. LANGUAGES: english, secret language they made up in middle school, ASL. MAJOR: journalism. MINOR: media communication.

PHYSICAL:

FACECLAIM: brigette lundy-paine. HEIGHT: 5'9". BUILD: fit. EYES: brown. HAIR:  brown, will occasionally bleach in summer to put fun colors in. PIERCINGS: they have their ears pierced, three on each lobe and then a helix on their left and an industrial on their right, they also have their belly button, nipples, and tongue pierced. TATTOOS: they have a rainbow with clouds on their right inner wrist and a small ufo on their shoulder blade. (lord t has been making tattoo appointments for her to get a portrait of himself done and brittany keeps canceling them because she’s afraid it’s bad luck.) OTHER DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: none. SCARS: a few from sewer misadventures. ALLERGIES: none. STYLE: carefree and fun, loves bright and bold patterns as well as simple ones when they’re feeling overwhelmed. loves hats and beanies.

WANTED CONNECTIONS:

FRIENDS WITH BENEFITS: if brittany thinks you're hot, they will absolutely hit on you and be down to hook up. FORMER FLINGS: one night stands or situationships welcome !! can be friends now or not. JUST FRIENDS: brittany needs pals !! INTERVIEWEES: britt also needs people to interview !! and to be on their show. STUDY BUDDY OR TUTOR: britt can help you with math if you help them with their writing courses. RIVAL: jacob ben israel is basically their archnemesis.  EXES: can be on good or bad terms !! ROOMMATE: lets goooo.

AND HERE'S MORE ON OUR FAVORITE AIRHEAD EXTRAORDINAIRE THAT I DIDN'T WANT TO ADD ON THIS ALREADY LONG POST.

[klaasje]

unrelated to the current ask game but the words "kimharry x-files au" are now burned into my consciousness. no pressure to write it though!! i'm just grateful for you introducing the concept to my brain, i will be thinking about it continuously for at least the next month

PTOLEMY PRYCE: Lieutenant Kitsuragi, thank you for coming on such short notice. We see you've been with us just over two years.

KIM: Yes, sir.

PRYCE: You went to medical school but you chose not to practice. How'd you come to work for the R.C.M.?

KIM: Well, sir, I was recruited out of medical school. I saw the R.C.M as a place where I could distinguish myself.

PRYCE: Are you familiar with an officer named Harrier Du Bois?

KIM: Yes, I am.

GOTTLIEB: How so?

KIM: By reputation. He's a Koenigstein-educated psychologist who wrote a monograph on serial killers and the supra-natural that helped to catch Monty Props in ‘31. Generally thought of as the best analyst in the violent crimes section. He had a nickname at the academy... Spooky Harrier.

PRYCE: What I'll also tell you is that Yefreitor Du Bois has developed a consuming devotion to an unassigned project outside the bureau mainstream. Are you familiar with the so-called "X-Files?"

KIM: I believe they have to do with unexplained phenomena.

PRYCE: More or less. The reason you're here, Lieutenant Kitsuragi, is we want you to assist Du Bois on these X-Files. You will write field reports on your activities, along with your observations on the validity of the work.

KIM: …Am I to understand that you want me to debunk the X-Files project, sir?

GOTTLIEB: Lieutenant, we trust you'll make the proper scientific analysis. You'll want to contact Lieutenant-Yefreitor Du Bois shortly. We look forward to seeing your reports.

———

(The elevator rings and the door slides open. Kim steps out into the basement and comes to an office secluded in the back. He knocks on the door.)

HARRY: Sorry, nobody down here but the R.C.M.’s most unwanted.

(Kim opens the door to see Lieutenant-Yefreitor Du Bois sitting at his desk wearing glasses, going over some slides, as The O.O.’s ‘35 hit We Go On blasts from the radio. Walking slowly to him, Kim sees various pictures of cryptids and a poster that reads "I Want to Believe" with a phasmid on it. Harry looks up at Kim.)

KIM: Detective Du Bois. I'm Lieutenant Kim Kitsuragi, I've been assigned to work with you.

(Harry shakes Kim’s hand.)

HARRY: Oh, isn't it nice to be suddenly so highly regarded? So, who did you tick off to get stuck with this detail, Kim?

KIM: Actually, I'm looking forward to working with you. I've heard a lot about you.

HARRY: Oh, really? I was under the impression...

(He smiles.)

That you were sent to spy on me.

KIM: If you have any doubt about my qualifications or credentials, th...

(Harry stands and takes out a paper from a pile, using his telephone as a paperweight.)

HARRY: You're a medical doctor, you teach at the academy. You did your undergraduate degree in entroponetics.

(He takes off his glasses and looks at the paper.)

Nilsen’s Helix Paradox, A New Interpretation. Kim Kitsuragi, Senior Thesis. Now that's a credential, rewriting Nilsen.

KIM: Did you bother to read it?

HARRY: I did. I liked it.

(He takes a slide canister and puts it into the slide projector.)

It's just that in most of my work, the laws of physics rarely seem to apply.

[autisticarach]

- If You want to draw Asa -

First of all thank you so much. This is a post for everyone that wants to know what my lovely Asa looks like and also for me cause this is fun

- Hair -

Style:

French braids, braids in general

Color:

Black with Golden blond edges

Photo references:

Length:

Very long, almost to his thighs. It’s tradition in his culture to have very long hair and it’s how he both honors his family and reminds himself of his strength.

Thickness:

Tradtional mexican weird thickness (speaking from expirience here)

- Physical Features and Body -

Height:

5'10

Build:

Long lean and strong, kinda lanky with a large chest

Skin tone:

Brown. The specific tone is around #986D3A or a little color

Eye Shape:

Almond

Eye Color:

Black, Absolutely Black

Distinguishing Body Marks:

Scar Marks on the inner folds of his arms, hips, and thighs. Scars under his eyes (think sukuna) that are black in color and look like extra eyes, and black tattoos One for each of this three kids: a lightning bolt all the way down his left side, three butterflies on his right side, under his chest and a thick infinity symbol on his wrist

x Style x

Preferred way of dressing:

punk

photo references:

Favorite Types of Clothing:

Skirts, dresses, Jackets, Big oversized Sweaters and shirts, boots, fighnets, aprons

Least Favorite Types of Clothing:

glittery anything, sequins, flats

Neutral Clothing:

pants, sneakers,

Jewelry/Piercings:

tongue, three lobe, helix, industrial, conch, septum, nasallang, snake bites, double eyebrow

- Notes -

Tbh I do not care very mcu about how you draw Asa but if they lack long hair i don’t care to see it

- Guess What -

This is kinda what asa looks like only his eyes have no white. a they are completely black

[the-decadence-system]

- If You want to draw Asa -

First of all thank you so much. This is a post for everyone that wants to know what my lovely Asa looks like and also for me cause this is fun

- Hair -

Style:

French braids, braids in general

Color:

Black with Golden blond edges

Photo references:

Length:

Very long, almost to his thighs. It’s tradition in his culture to have very long hair and it’s how he both honors his family and reminds himself of his strength.

Thickness:

Tradtional mexican weird thickness (speaking from expirience here)

- Physical Features and Body -

Height:

5'10

Build:

Long lean and strong, kinda lanky with a large chest

Skin tone:

Brown. The specific tone is around #986D3A or a little color

Eye Shape:

Almond

Eye Color:

Black, Absolutely Black

Distinguishing Body Marks:

Scar Marks on the inner folds of his arms, hips, and thighs. Scars under his eyes (think sukuna) that are black in color and look like extra eyes, and black tattoos on his hips. One for each of this three siblings, a lightning bolt, a spider lily and a thick infinity symbol

x Style x

Preferred way of dressing:

punk

photo references:

Favorite Types of Clothing:

Skirts, dresses, Jackets, Big oversized Sweaters and shirts, boots, fighnets, aprons

Least Favorite Types of Clothing:

glittery anything, sequins, flats

Neutral Clothing:

pants, sneakers,

Jewelry/Piercings:

tongue, three lobe, helix, industrial, conch, septum, nasallang, snake bites

- Notes -

Tbh I do not care very mcu about how you draw Asa but if they are light skinned or lack long hair i don’t care to see it

[dankusner]

PALEONTOLOGY Scientists closer to Texas mammoths

Baylor researchers find chromosomes from woolly cousin

More than 10,000 years ago, mammoths once roamed Texas.

Herds of these lumbering, small-eared giants — called Columbian mammoths — with their long, curved tusks were a likely sight to behold grazing the once-lush grasslands blanketing North and Central Texas.

In a paleontological first, scientists are potentially closer to understanding the genetics of these prehistoric animals through another long-lost relative, the woolly mammoth.

A group of scientists led by the Baylor College of Medicine reconstructed woolly mammoth chromosomes from a 52,000-year-old female well-preserved by the Siberian permafrost.

Using an innovative genome sequencing technique dubbed PaleoHi-C, the researchers determined woolly mammoths sported 28 pairs of chromosomes (for reference, humans have 23 pairs) and what the 3D structure of these chromosomes looks like.

These findings, which were published Thursday in the journal Cell , lend insight into more than just a mammoth’s genetic code, said Vincent Lynch, an associate professor of biological sciences at the University at Buffalo in New York.

Lynch has investigated mammoth genomes but was not involved in the new study.

“Without this kind of data, we would never really have a complete picture of what other kinds of changes make mammoths look like mammoths,” Lynch said. “This [study] gives us a whole new level of information.”

DNA fragments

While sequencing ancient DNA is possible — it’s been done for mummies and many archaic human and prehistoric animal species — a major hurdle is that DNA crumbles as it ages.

“DNA is a double-helix with molecules of phosphate [as a] backbone, you think of it as a spine of a book,” said Erez Lieberman Aiden, director of the Center for Genome Architecture at the Baylor College of Medicine, who led the study.

“What happens over time is that the spine gets ripped apart, so suddenly, instead of a chromosome with 100 million letters, you have millions of fragments of dozens or hundreds of letters.”

Reassembling these DNA fragments in their original lineup can be incredibly difficult, especially since DNA has long stretches of repetitive letters that are hard to distinguish from one another and accurately place.

In 2009, Aiden and colleagues at the Broad Institute of Harvard and MIT and the University of Massachusetts Medical School developed a way to take 3D snapshots of the human genome.

Dubbed Hi-C, this technique later proved useful in DNA sequencing. For instance, it was used to map out the genome of Aedes aegypti mosquitoes responsible for spreading Zika virus, and a goat named Papadum descended from a rare goat population that once inhabited an island off the coast of southern California.

“If I can produce a 3D map, I can get the genome assembled, I can figure out the number of chromosomes, I can figure out all the genes,” Aiden said. “It’s a one-stop shop.”

Hi-C worked well enough if you started off with fresh, intact biological samples.

But whether it could work for degraded or ancient DNA was unclear.

In 2015, Aiden and his colleague Olga Dudchenko, an assistant professor of molecular and human genetics at Baylor College of Medicine, teamed up with other scientists in Europe to explore this question.

The group tried Hi-C on myriad ancient animal samples, along with some not-so-ancient ones like Thanksgiving turkey bones, beef jerky and even roadkill.

Freeze-dried tissue

While their experiments often failed, the researchers struck gold with a well-preserved 52,000-year-old female mammoth discovered in Siberia in 2018. They

scraped skin cells from the mammoth’s shaggy head and realized that the cold temperatures freeze-dried the tissue, preventing the DNA fragments from drifting apart.

“From a physics standpoint, what’s happening is known as a glass transition,” said Dudchenko. When biological tissues rapidly lose water, whether from freeze- or hot-drying, the process appears to keep DNA fragments in place and preserves the genome’s 3D structure.

“The resulting ‘chromaglass,’ which is this fancy word we’ve coined, can indeed stay very stable for long periods of time,” she added.

PaleoHi-C, a more finessed technique than the original, revealed the woolly mammoth had 28 pairs of chromosomes, just like its closest living relative, the elephant.

The researchers compared which genes were turned on and off between the two animals: 425 were active in woolly mammoths but not in elephants, whereas 395 were active in elephants but not in woolly mammoths.

Among those genes active in elephants but not mammoths is EGFR.

This gene can lead to excessive hair growth when it’s turned off, which may explain the mammoth’s hairy coat and adaptation to cold environments.

The researchers also examined the DNA of a second female mammoth, nicknamed Yuka, who died 39,000 years ago and was freeze-dried by the Siberian permafrost, achieving that chromaglass state.

Uncovering these mammoth chromosomes and their 3D structure holds great promise for companies like Deep Ellum-based Colossal Biosciences in its bold plan to “resurrect” the woolly mammoth.

In March, Colossal Biosciences announced it had made a “momentous step” forward by reprogramming Asian elephant cells, which could potentially be programmed into mammoth cells by modifying which shared genes are turned off and on.

Asian elephants are the woolly mammoth’s closest relative, even closer than African elephants.

“It’s exciting to see that 3D architecture can be preserved in ancient samples,” said Eriona Hysolli, head of biological sciences at Colossal, in an email. “This [study] will help move toward a complete [new] assembled mammoth genome, which could reveal features of the genome that might be relevant to mammoth de-extinction.” Texas’ mammoths

Lynch of the University at Buffalo and Ron Tykoski, a paleontologist and vice president of science at the Perot Museum of Nature and Science, said the findings could yield insights into other mammoth species, like Texas’ Columbian mammoth.

It was first thought that Columbian mammoths were the descendants of woolly mammoths that evolved in North America after crossing the Bering Land Bridge millions of years ago, Tykoski said.

“As it turns out, when people were finally able to get some pretty good gene sequences off of Columbian mammoths, they found that Columbian mammoths were actually a hybrid between woolly mammoths and an unknown, never identified population of some other mammoth somewhere else in Asia.”

While well-preserved Columbian mammoth remains like that of the Siberian woolly mammoth are yet to be found, Aiden and Dudchenko hope their group’s discoveries — both of chromaglass and PaleoHi-C’s success — will help scientists peer into an untapped genetic historical record.

“The primary goal of this study has not been motivated by [bringing back the mammoth],” Dudchenko said. “We believe this is a way to learn about ancient species and a new way to allow us to gain biological insights to learn more broadly from the past… and to apply this knowledge looking forward, to become better stewards of life on Earth.”

[therantingfangirl]

kennnnaaaaa i want alllll bahahah BUT we'll do these for now as well.

2. What do strangers notice about them first?

3. How does their social personality differ from how they act when they’re alone?

6. What do they smell like?

8. How much jewelry do they wear, and do they have a favorite or distinguishing piece?

9. Do they have a word or phrase that they tend to overuse?

10. What is a weird quality that they have (ie their hands are always cold, they’re always hungry, they snort when they laugh, etc)?

Ahh I love you so much. I really had to think through these.

2. What do strangers notice about them first?

Her hair. Her hair is bright red and it’s hard to miss. She doesn’t blend in very well.

3. How does their social personality differ from how they act when they’re alone?

Kurono uses humor and bravado as a coping mechanism. Most of the people in her life that she loves ends up dying and she goes through a lot in the Akatsuki. She has PTSD from experimentations that Orochimaru did and she can’t sleep because of the small amount of Shukaku living inside of her. When she’s alone she’s usually contemplating everything that has happened to her and trying to figure out what she has to live for.

When she’s around other people she constantly cracks jokes, flirts, and fakes confidence, especially if it’s someone she has feelings for. She blames herself a lot for the deaths she’s caused or she hasn’t prevented and thinks poorly of her own standing. She thinks the world of her loved ones and thinks they deserve better than her, but she’s also super attached to them and doesn’t want them to think that so it takes a lot for her to even admit to her failings to them.

6. What do they smell like?

When she’s living in Amegakure, her scent is heavily masked by the rain. It’s not until she’s on missions or leaves the village that people can actually figure out her scent. She smells like paper mixed with white amber. Once she discovered perfumes on a mission when she was a teen, she became obsessed with buying them. She sticks to muskier scents rather than fruity.

8. How much jewelry do they wear, and do they have a favorite or distinguishing piece?

She’s Nagato’s sister so she grew up next to covered-in-piercings Pain and Konan. She has an industrial piercing in her right ear. Triple upper helix in her left that she wears spike earrings in. Two took piercings in her right. A daith piercing in her left. And two lobe piercings.

She’s given Orochimaru’s old Akastuki ring when she officially joins. She wears it on her left little finger: "sky", "void" (空, kū). Its colour is slate blue.

Her seventeenth birthday occurred during the chunin exams in the month between the preliminaries and finals. She spent the morning by herself since her teammate Mamorou was in the infirmary and Daiki was by his side. When she was at lunch, she ran into Kankuro, who when finding out it was her birthday spent the rest of the day with her. He ended up buying her some teardrop, purple (same shade as his war paint) dangle earrings and she immediately changed her studs out for them.

During the time between Naruto and Shippuden, she goes out looking for a medallion that is said to keep Shukaku at bay inside of the wearer. She runs into Masa, Gaara, Kankuro, and Temari there and after a long turn of events that I’m sure will end up being written one day and shared with everyone, Gaara gives her the medallion because he knows she has even less control of the small amount of Shukaku sealed inside of her than he does of the larger portion sealed inside of him. The medallion is crafted to look just like Shukaku’s eyes and is on a silver chain. She keeps it hidden behind whatever shirt she is wearing though.

Right before Itachi leaves to fight Sasuke, he gives her a ring that matches his necklace.

Kankuro tends to give her jewelry whenever he sees it and it reminds him of her.

Not really jewelry but she does wear a white paper rose in her hair that Konan made her when she was younger. She first started wearing it when she five years old and then stopped wearing it when she was officially named an Akastuki member (after the chunin exams). She started wearing it again when she finds out that Konan was killed.

Her favorites are the paper rose, Itachi’s ring, and the purple teardrop earrings from Kankuro.

9. Do they have a word or phrase that they tend to overuse?

Shukaku taught her some vulgar language and she grew up with S-rank criminals. Fuck is a very common word for her to use.

Before she leaves the Akatsuki she says things like “Pain is the way to bring peace” and “they need to feel the pain that we have felt.”

She also often says “Oi” to get someone’s attention.

10. What is a weird quality that they have (ie their hands are always cold, they’re always hungry, they snort when they laugh, etc)?

She’s always tired because of Shukaku not letting her sleep without taking over. She digs her nails into her palms to keep her calm or to keep herself awake which has left her with Crescent shaped scars on her palms. When she laughs, I mean really laughs, her entire body shakes.

[anthemxix]

Fierce deity wars aftermath? :o (I'm sorry if this comes across as demanding or rude, was just excited to see the fic and was curious how what happened after might go, it was really good!)

this isn't rude at all, my friend! i'm flattered you enjoyed my fic enough to ask for a follow-up! thank you ;w;

this picks up right where the previous one left off (here's the first part)

"Injuries?"

"Nothing major."

Voices drift through the dreamless void, which clings to Warriors like cobwebs: wispy, malleable, adhesive.

"Is he awake?"

"Maybe. Not aware, at any rate."

The words seem insubstantial, impossible to grasp, like specks of light.

"Captain? Can you hear me?"

"Time to wake up, Pretty Boy."

Like a borealis, the voices shimmer above him. Though tangible, they shy from his reach.

Warriors concentrates on forcing his eyes open, and his lashes scrape against red cotton.

"Hey, Captain? You with us?"

The stench of death saturates the air, so he must still be on the battlefield. He tries to lift his head, to see his surroundings, but all he glimpses is red.

"Hey. Pretty Boy. You awake?"

Still, he pieces it together by feel. His side is pressed against someone. His head is lolling on their shoulder. Their arm is around his back, fiercely gripping his sleeve.

"Captain, can you look at me?"

He's being held. Huh. That's a nice feeling, being held. Safe. His eyes begin to slip closed again.

"No, Captain. Stay awake. Look at me."

Always one to obey orders, he drags his head around a fraction, searching for the source of the voice. His vision is blurry, but he can see a green tunic, brown hair. The Traveler.

Something cool brushes against his hand. Glass. A bottle. His fingers automatically hook around it. Something warm wraps around his hand, affixes it in place.

"Drink this for me, okay?"

Warriors' bones are infused with lead. He watches the Traveler guide the potion to his mouth, but his body won't cooperate. His throat muscles seize, and he coughs out the liquid. It speckles across the red tunic he's cuddled up against.

"Don't make him choke!" someone outside his line of vision squawks. That's the Sailor. He knows the little Sailor's voice.

"Sorry," Hyrule laments, and cups a hand under Warriors' chin, tilts his head back. Tries again with the bottle.

This time, Warriors downs two gulps before his throat locks up and he coughs out the rest of it.

"You're getting my tunic wet." A gripe, but the grip on his arm tightens, protective. The Vet. That's the Vet, holding him. Red tunic. Right.

A thought emerges from his mental haze. Twilight. Hadn't he been with Twilight? Warriors wishes he could ask, but he's so tired. He closes his eyes again, sinks back into the void where his friends' voices echo around him. It reminds him of being trapped in the Great Fairy's bottle, the way everything is muffled and obscured and looming.

Warriors lets their voices wash over him, idly picking out words when he can and examining them like puzzles in need of solving.

"There's caves that way, half a mile or so."

"He can't walk."

"I can carry him."

"No. Traveler's magic may have stitched your wounds up, but your body still needs time to recover."

"Here, I can do it."

There are hands on him, and he's getting shifted around, and he wishes he could move. Instead, he completely retreats to the empty dark space in his head.

Then the concept of time becomes as ephemeral and elusive as his friends' voices around him.

Sometimes when Warriors opens his eyes, there's sunlight, and sometimes there's only the hazy glow of embers or the flicker of a lantern. He can't shrug off the mental mire that pins him down, can't ever keep his eyes open long enough to fully process where he is or what's going on.

That would feel more disconcerting if not for the constant, comforting presence of his friends. One of them is always right at his side when he wakes. The little Sailor, snuggled against him. Sky, carving wooden figurines. Four, polishing weapons. Even as he slides back into the dreamless dark, he feels safe.

That is, until the dark stops being dreamless.

Memories begin to unravel before him, unspooling into formless shapes and colors. At first, all he can see is blood-drenched chaos; he hears dying screams and clanking weapons, smells copper and iron. Slowly, the memories come into focus, draw together into distinct scenes. He can distinguish certain moments: a lizalfos sliced in half at the waist; a darknut's chopped-off head thunking to the dirt; a bulbin slipping on spilled moblin guts as it tries to run, then shrieking as it gets skewered.

These memories aren't his, per se; they belong to his body. His body, which he can see morph into someone else's. His hands, which are someone else's hands, brandishing a double-helix sword that cuts through monsters with no resistance.

Although Warriors has witnessed much more gruesome atrocities, these memories steep him with burgeoning unease. The violent images burrow under his skin like termites, boring tunnels into him from the inside out, as he watches them play in a loop, over and over. They continuously reignite in the dark like poe lanterns, haunting and undead.

Oblivion shifts from a refuge to a prison. Warriors starts to jolt awake with startled gasps, his terror wrenching him back into consciousness. In these moments, he often finds Time next to him, stroking his hair, murmuring soothing platitudes that Warriors can't hear over his pounding heart.

Once, he lurches awake with a shout, wide-eyed and shuddering as detailed visions of massacre still float through his head. Time gently shushes him, tucks him back into his bedroll, and pulls out the banged-up wooden ocarina he used to play as a child.

Warriors curls up on his side, hearing the distant whispers of rainfall beneath the unfamiliar melody that Time plays. The tune is wistful and haunted, layered with tragedy, like its player. But it massages away the tension rigidifying Warriors' muscles, calms the frantic adrenaline buzzing through his system. When he falls asleep, he doesn't dream anymore.

- - -

Sighing with relief, Warriors slumps back against the door. The past few days, he's managed to stay awake for longer and longer stretches, but constant fatigue still holds him hostage. Finding a town with an inn feels like a miracle, and even though he could easily collapse right here on the floor, he is eager to finally sleep in a real bed.

With effort, he straightens and shrugs off his shield, sword, and bags, depositing them by the nearest bed. The weight of his equipment has never felt so burdensome before; he's concerned that this debilitating exhaustion is atrophying his muscles and permanently docking his stamina.

But like every thought lately, he can't keep hold of his concerns for too long. They slip away from him, and he gladly lets them go, concentrating instead on the unnecessarily arduous task of shucking all his armor.

As he loosens the leather bracers on his arms, Warriors absently scans the compact rented room, which only contains two twin beds and a shabby dresser. He blinks at the dresser mirror, freezing as he registers his reflection.

Armor temporarily forgotten, Warriors strides across the tacky rug and splays his hands on the dresser. Most mornings, he spends what the others consider an unreasonable amount of time fawning over his hair in his hand mirror—personally, he thinks none of them spend enough time on making themselves presentable—but lately, he's forgone that ritual, only casting cursory glances at his reflection to ensure he's not overwhelmingly unkempt.

He hasn't gotten a proper look at himself in days, which is why the sight of the mask's red and blue brands give him such a shock.

Though their colors have already begun to fade, the sharply angled lines remain prominent. No wonder the other heroes, who have been treating him delicately, like he's liable to break, can't look at him without staring at those marks. What do they think, when they see them?

Warriors find them abhorrent. Finds that looking at them triggers unease and discomfort and nausea.

He turns away from the mirror and resumes removing his armor, gracelessly dumping it on the floor and topping the pile with his sloppily folded scarf. As he flops onto the bed, he sighs again, the relief of getting off his feet immediate and encompassing. The mattress is thin and there's a rogue spring jutting into his lower back, but goddesses, does it feel good to lie down.

Lazily, he drapes an arm over his eyes to block out the afternoon sunshine filtering in through the flimsy curtains. He doesn't feel sleepy, exactly, doesn't feel like he'll get dragged into unconscious oblivion like he was for several days right after donning the mask, but he truly is exhausted.

Physical exertion, sparse as it's been, contributes to Warriors’ fatigue. Progress across this Hyrule has been slow; the distance the heroes have covered over the past few days could be crossed, under normal circumstances, in half the time.

Warriors didn’t even walk for much of that distance. He couldn’t. Along with his sluggishness, his legs wobbled like a newborn deer’s and his sense of balance was skewed. Wind continually remained next to him, catching him when he stumbled and preventing him from toppling over.

When walking became too infeasible (and he was too tired to care about pride and dignity), he'd ride Epona. By that point, he'd usually feel so weak and shaky that he would require a boost from Twilight just to mount the horse, and from there it was a perpetual struggle to stay upright.

Fortunately, he's steadier now, able to walk without feeling constantly on the verge of collapse, but the fact that he is not okay is tremendously self-evident.

He hears the door to his room open and close, but he doesn't bother uncovering his eyes. He's certain it's just whoever decided to room with him this time—probably Wind or Legend—dropping their belongings off before venturing into town.

A lengthy moment passes before he recognizes the sound of heavy plate armor clinking. Moving his arm a fraction, he peeks out to see Time shedding his armor, setting it aside with more care than Warriors had mustered.

Warriors blinks in surprise. Time is the last person he expected to see here.

The other heroes' behavior around the Captain is subdued, and they speak to him quietly, like he's an animal prone to startle. They act so sad, he thinks now. Like they're grieving. Like they've lost something.

But Time... He was there for those horrid days when Warriors was drifting in and out of consciousness, trapped in nightmares, but ever since then, he's kept a distance. He won't even look at Warriors most of the time.

It would be unfair for Warriors to be bothered by that, though. Like a coward, he's been reciprocating the cold shoulder treatment, because he can't bear it.

He can't bear thinking about his little Sprite using that cursed mask. How old was the kid when he first used it? And what was the aftermath like for him? Was he alone? Did he have someone to comfort him through the nightmares? To help him walk or tend his wounds?

How many times has Time used this mask for those marks to permanently smirch his face?Is the aftermath of using the mask always this dreadful? What if it's not, because Time has gotten used to the effects of the damn thing?

And if Warriors feels so strange after what must have been mere minutes with the mask on—if he feels like his very essence has been ripped apart and reassembled—if he feels like some of his pieces are missing, or that now there is something new inside him, something he can't quite identify or describe—then how must Time feel, having used the mask for decades?

How does it feel to sacrifice yourself over and over, to let an inconceivable power destroy and rebuild you however it pleases, and then carry that weight alone?

With his armor off, Time turns around and catches Warriors' gaze. His neutral expression doesn't change. "I thought you'd be asleep by now."

Warriors breaks eye contact, repositioning his arm over his eyes. Coward. "I thought you'd be making sure the kids don't set the town ablaze."

"I'm sure the Rancher can handle it."

For some reason, this statement pricks at Warriors' heart. "I know he's your favorite, Old Man, but don't misplace your faith. He can be as much of a troublemaker as the rest of them."

After a long stretch of quiet, Warriors feels the thin mattress sink. He peers under his elbow to see Time sitting at the foot of his bed, leaning forward, elbows on knees. Hands folded, he's looking at the opposite wall, expression still deliberately blank. "Is that what you think?"

"Yeah, I do. Didn't you hear his arson story?"

Time huffs a soft, startled laugh. "No, I meant...you believe he's my favorite?"

Warriors shifts, pulls his arm away from his face. "Well, yeah? It's not up for debate, is it? It's obvious."

"Hmm." Time looks down at his hands, and his mouth flickers between a slight smile and slight frown before settling on the latter. When he speaks again, it's stilted, like a formal recitation. "Captain, I owe you an apology. I've left you to deal with the mask's effects by yourself."

Dragging himself to a sitting position, Warriors says, "That's not true..."

He's suddenly struck by a vague memory of a recent night where he fell asleep as soon as the heroes found a campsite. Tired beyond caring, Warriors had promptly slid off Epona and settled in the dirt a few paces from the horse. Prone on his stomach, he pillowed his head with his arms, despite his bracers digging into his cheeks.

Later, Time roused him, herding him upright. He was still half-asleep, struggling to keep his eyes open, as Time worked on taking off his protective gear piece by piece. Warriors' chainmail had pressed grooves into his torso; it was a relief to have someone else guide the heavy armor over his head and set it aside.

"Come to your bedroll," Time had said softly, and he ushered Warriors into his sleeping mat, which lie ready and waiting. Exponentially more comfortable now, Warriors had dropped off to sleep almost instantly, but still, he registered Time gently tucking the blankets around him.

Weary, Time sighs and rakes a hand through his hair. "It is true. I've been selfish. I shouldn't have left you to figure this out on your own. I know how it feels. How...confusing it is. How strange it is, like your body isn't quite right anymore, or like you're not quite the same. How..."

He flexes his fingers, searching for his words, and a mournful look breaks through his stony facade. "How...broken it makes you feel."

After a silent, somber moment, Warriors shifts to sit next to Time, dropping his bare feet to the warped hardwood. The mattress creaks. He feels another damaged spring jabbing into him.

"I'm sorry that you've always had to handle this alone," Warriors says. A lump hardens in his throat, and he swallows. "I'm so sorry, Sprite."

Time looks at him then, really looks at him. Slowly scans the red and blue lines before re-locking eyes. He smiles, sad and small but genuine, and sets a hand on Warriors' shoulder. "I'm proud of you, you know. I've always been proud of you."

Warmth blossoms in his chest at the unexpected words, and Warriors has to turn away.

"Perhaps you should get some rest." The smile lingers in Time's voice. "We can talk when you wake up."

With Time's hand still on his shoulder, Warriors says, "I can stay up a little longer. I think we have a lot to talk about."

[neszapper]

Women in Genomics/Genetics

For a project, I had to research people involved in the field of genomics. I figured this would be a lovely chance to give the spotlight to the women in this field, since not only are they overlooked, but so many of them were really snubbed in history, and are even ignored today.

I'll give short summaries of what they've contributed or done, and I encourage you to dive deeper and look for yourself, because there are so many women who deserve more attention than what they receive.

This is in no way a full list, I just picked four out of some of the women I knew about <3

Rosalind Franklin

It really wouldn't be a list without her on it, and her contributions to the discovery of the double-helix structure of DNA went MASSIVELY unknown until after her death. Her findings were essentially ripped from her by Francis Crick and James Watson. They were given Nobel Prize in Chemistry, and although she was already dead at the time, many people argue that she should've been given a post-humous award since she had essentially done most of the findings.

Vic Narry Kim

Kim is a microbiologist and biochemist, and she's from South Korea. She's won numerous awards and gained recognition for having laid a ton of groundwork for microRNA biology and RNAi technologies. She's also been listed among the "science stars of East Asia". When she was asked why she chose her career path, she stated “I was charmed by the simplicity of the principles underlying the complexity of life.”

Barbara McClintock

Barbara was a cytogeneticist awarded the Nobel Prize in Physiology or Medicine in 1983. She spent her career leading developments in maize cytogenetics. Additionally, she received the Benjamin Franklin Medal for Distinguished Achievement in the Sciences. Many of her discoveries and observations focused on observing chromosomes and their changes in reproduction in maize. She was also the first elected female president of the Genetics Society of America! However, as of 2022, she is the only woman as of 2022 to have an unshared Nobel Prize in Physiology and Medicine. This was awarded to her due to her discovery of genetic transposition.

Nettie Stevens

Nettie Stevens

Nettie Stevens and her sister Emma were two out of the three women to graduate from Westford Academy between 1872 and 1883, which was considered an impressive feat at the time. Nettie was one of the first American women to actually be recognized for her contributions to science. She is the woman who discovered sex chromosomes. Edmund Wilson was working on similar projects and published a paper regarding them. However, after seeing Nettie's discoveries, he revised the paper, and credited her in the footnote. Still, Edmund Wilson was invited to speak at a conference regarding the subject, whilst Nettie was not.

[eventidespirits]

Name: Laci Lydia Brighton-Lee

Nicknames/Aliases: None.

True Age: 41

Apparent Age: 22

Emotional Age: 6-22 (average of about 13-17)

Concept: Age Sliding Oracle

Species: Vampire (Revenant)

Gender: Cis Girl

Sexuality: Asexual Heteroromantic

Birthday: January 8th 1976

Death Day: October 31st 1998

Residence: Santa Marta, California

Universe: Primarily Original Universe but also Vampire the Masquerade (where she is Clan Malkavian).

Appearance:

Height: 4'7

Build: Petite and quite thin, Laci looks almost frail to most people and can be easily mistaken for a teen or preteen. She has a short torso and long limbs for her height.

Face Shape: Laci has a rounded face with a pointed chin, full cheeks and high cheekbones.

Eye Color/Shape: bright amber/Hazel. Deep-set with heavy, almost droopy eyelids and very thick lashes. Laci usually has a sort of sleepy look to her eyes, accentuated by her permanent dark circles and under eye bags.

Hair Color/Style: About shoulder length with a natural 2B/2C curl pattern. Her hair is naturally black but she has a badly bleached portion in the front that looks bright orange. Has very short, somewhat uneven bangs and her hair is a little shorter in the front than the back. Usually worn up in pigtails or twin buns.

Skin Tone/Texture: Unnaturally smooth and pale with an under-saturated yellow undertone. Doesn't look particularly healthy.

Distinguishing Features: Laci is very short and this is usually the first thing people notice about her -- she also has very large, expressive eyes. She has both eyebrows pierced, a nostril piercing on her left side and snakebites. Both ears have triple lobe piercings and two helix piercings.

Posture: Depends on her current emotional age but as a general rule, Laci's posture is somewhat folded in on herself, somewhat shy and insecure. When she's at an older emotional age, her posture is more confident and open. Laci's body language is dreamy and distant, her steps usually slow and unsure. She walks through the world like she's in an endless dream.

Voice: Somewhat nasal but with a distinct huskiness/vocal fry -- her actual pitch is somewhat higher and definitely comes across as a little bit childish.

Clothing Style: Laci is very much a goth -- she's almost always wearing at least one piece of clothing with mesh or fishnet (she doesn't like lace as much) -- the primary colors in her wardrobe are black, charcoal gray and purple, with occasional hints of neon green. She prefers pants and shorts with tights over skirts and dresses. She tends to prefer lays -- wearing tank tops over mesh shirts under hooded sweat shirts and so on. She has a fondness for collars and very high platform boots. An average outfit for Laci would be a pair of shorts with striped tights and knee-high socks, 4 inch platform boots, a mesh shirt under a tank top and a short sleeved hoodie with several bracelets, fingerless gloves and a collar of some sort.

Notable Mannerisms: Laci is often chewing on her lower lip or playing with her piercings. She often curls her hair around her fingers or plays with the hem of her short. Despite being a vampire and getting no real benefit or harm from it, Laci still smokes clove cigarettes (a habit she had as a human). Laci also has a tendency to sort of bounce in place when she's bored.

Skills:

Physical: Self-Defense, gymnastics, pickpocketing, small firearms

Social: Social Media, Bullshitting, Sweet-talking, Blame-Shifting, Persuasion

Talents: breaking & entering, stealth, being cute, dancing

Knowledges: Santa Marta Underground, Streets & Back Alleys, Hacking, Computers, Social Media manipulation, explosives, Revenant Signs & Grafitti

Hobbies: Pickpocketing assholes at cafes/coffeeshops, preventing the apocalypse, clubbing, coloring books, dancing, photography/instagram

Special: The Sight, precognition, increased speed & strength, darkvision/nightsight, some minor telepathy/empathy, some emotional influence, "immortality"

Psyche

Strengths: Clever, quick-witted, good at lying, adaptive, quick-learner, strong sense of justice, compassionate, sweet, dedicated/tenacious, in touch with her emotions, good with kids, generally empathetic

Weaknesses: overly-emotional, immature, irresponsible, stubborn, impatient, overly curious, has trouble understanding rationality, has difficulty understanding the motives/perspectives of others even if she can understand their feelings, hot-headed, prone to fits of mania and/or depression, way too fucking blunt at times, bad at explaining herself, bad at understanding her own motives at times.

Mental Health Issues: Bipolar Disorder, Age Regression, Hallucinations, Anxiety, Possible ADHD?

Goals: Stop the God-Damned Apocalypse, have fun, make friends, help people

Guiding Philosophies: Do your best to preserve life but know that in the end you'll have to hurt people to stop the apocalypse, try your best to make people laugh and improve their lives, make the world a better place, punish evil whenever you see it, offer help to the helpless and compassion to the weak and downtrodden of society, bash the fash

Sense of Humor: Laci delights in pulling pranks on her friends or making absolutely random, inane comments that leave others confused. She also likes puns and dumb memes.

Overall Personality:Chaotic and trickster-ish. Laci is an enigma to most of the people around her, often including herself. She is bright and spontaneous most of the time but can become somber and serious at the drop of a hat. Her general mood and energy are frantic, high energy and unpredictable. When she comes to care about someone, she's incredibly protective of them to the extent that she can be and will do about anything to make them happy or keep them safe.

Deep down, Laci is frustrated with her inability to remember most of her human life and desperately wishes she could regain it -- however, most of her efforts are currently focused on preventing the Awakening of a being she knows only as The Myriad Eyes, which Laci believes will cause the end of the world if it does wake from it's slumber. Her methods of doing so are...erratic and often nonsensical due to her lack of general knowledge about the thing, seeing only glimpses of it through her precognition and sight.

Little Laci: Mostly the same as Big Laci (described above) but less able to focus on her goals, more dependent on others and more emotional.

-In Love: Laci can't remember being in love. She knows vaguely that she was dating someone who had broken up with her just before she became a vampire but more than that is blurry. When she does crush on someone (which is rare) she's usually very shy around them, having difficulty speaking and becoming very awkward (think moe anime girl)

-Under Stress: Erratic, irritable and far more emotional than usual. Laci becomes inconsolably upset when under stress very quickly -- prone to lashing out in anger and having complete breaks from reality of the stress is severe enough. Stress is also the number one trigger for Laci's age regression, the more intense the stress, the further back she slides.

-Alone: Laci doesn't really get to be alone due to being haunted by her best friend as a human who she accidentally killed after her Change...When it's just Laci and Amy, Laci can be very quiet and withdrawn, just focusing on whatever task is at hand and desperately hoping Amy doesn't decide to cause any problems.

Life

Best Memory: Becoming part of the Revenant Vampire Community under Santa Marta

Worst Memory: Waking up after being Changed and killing her best friend.

Biggest Accomplishment: Hitting 100 cellphones stolen from assholes at Eventide Coffee

Prized Possession: her spiderweb mug

Favorite Color: Black, Purple, Lime Green

Favorite Food:

-Mortal Food: Mocha Frappe, Triple Chocolate Muffins, Cherry Soda, Monster Energy, Tiramisu, Fried Oreos

-Blood: She doesn't care, all the bagged stuff tastes like shit anyway.

Favorite Scents: Cloves, Cotton Candy, Bubblegum, Gunpowder, Fresh Coffee, Freshly Baked Bread, Coconut, Vanilla, Lime, Grapefruit

Favorite Songs: Hunger - Ayria, The Girl Anachronism - Dresden Dolls, I'm So Sick - Flyleaf, Counting Bodies Like Sheep - A Perfect Circle, Looking Glass - The Birthday Massacre, Placebo Effect - Siouxsie and the Banshees, Amnesia - Mind.In.A.Box

Can’t Leave Home Without: Her phone, her cigarette case, a few packets of blood

History

Birthplace: Santa Marta, California

Childhood:: Laci can remember her fifth birthday where she had her first vision of the future and of the party being ended prematurely. She also remembers starting therapy at twelve.

Adolescence: Laci remembers her first day of middle school -- which went rather badly, remembers going to anti-prom and getting kicked out of her parents' house at 18.

Adulthood: What little Laci can remember of her adulthood, she was working as a barista at a local coffee shop while working with a group of friends on a local anarchist zine. She was dating one of the editors on the zine until he cheated on her and broke up with her on October 20th 1998. During a manic episode that followed, she cut her hair and bleached her bangs (with the intent of dyeing them purple). She and her best friend were kidnapped by a vampire outside a local goth club on Halloween.The vampire would turn Laci and leave Amy in the room with her to kill during her first feeding. The trauma of her change (which occurred fully within only three hours) and subsequently murdering her best friend seems to have induced age regression and severe amnesia in Laci. She cannot recall the name or appearance of her Sire or even the majority of her life, outside of small snippets from here and there.

Recent: Laci has been living in Santa Marta in the Revenant Community since they found her in 2002. It's not sure if she's actually part of the Revenant bloodline or not but they don't really care about that. She's got a small apartment in Bram Park, not far from the Sidetracks bar, which contains one of the main entrances to the Underground.

Relationships

Family: Sanity (Adopted Sister, a fellow vampire)

Lovers: None

Friends: Art ??? (a local hacker and vampire), Alex Hyde (Revenant Vampire, clubbing and goth buddy), Louis DeFantome (Siren Vampire, local goth artist), Maggie Rodriguez (Local Witch)

Enemies: Amy (Ghost, haunting), Ella DuChamps (Local cultist), The Myriad Eyes (???)

Acquaintances: ???

Resources

Income: Working Poor

Vehicles: None

Residences: A 1br/1ba apartment in the attic of a Victorian house that's been converted into a triplex in the Bram Park neighborhood.

[fel-temptation]

Character Sheet: Korrinth

The Basics ––– –

Name: Korrinth Vareesa Dawnshatter

Nickname(s): Korr, Korri, Scarlet, Riri

Age: 102

Birthday: July 17th

Race: Sin’dorei (Blood Elf), Illidari

Gender: Female

Marital Status: Eternally single

Physical Appearance ––– –

Hair: Deep crimson

Eyes: Cavities filled with Felflame 

Height: 5’11

Build: Slender, voluptuous  

Distinguishing Marks: Two horns sprouted on her forehead, fangs, mild claws

Tattoos: Runic tattoos long practiced within the Illidari ranks. Stemming from arcane incantation and accentuated by Fel practices to create a ‘soul prison’ to help contain and regulate demonic energy within the body. Korrinths are mostly front facing and decently intricate.

Piercings: Ear lobes, tragus, helix, tongue (removed), areola (Both) 

Common Accessories: A voidwalker band usually sits on her left arm. Sometimes she sports an expensive looking ruby necklace.

Art Gallery

Personal Information––– –

Profession: Demon Slayer

Hobbies: Reading, magic, rune work, sketching, occult practices

Languages: Thalassian, Orcish, Common

Residence: Homeless

Birthplace: Quel’thalas

Religion: N/A

Patron Deity: N/A

Fears: Losing her sense of self. Letting her demons take control, or otherwise disintegrating because of it. Coming to find becoming an Illidari doesn’t help her achieve her goal. Generally scared to lose anything she considers hers. Finding no way to help her brother, and or, ultimately having to kill him.

Relationships ––– -

Spouse: N/A

Children: She is no longer able to procreate.

Parents: Aldus Dawnhallow (Deceased), Malinda Dawnhallow (Deceased)

Siblings: Relivastus Dawnhallow (Twin, antagonist)

Other Relatives: TBD

Pets: None (Animals tend not to like her because of her Fel corruption. Cats are indifferent however)

Sex & Romance ––– -

Sexual Orientation: Pansexual

Preferred Emotional Role: submissive | dominant | switch | non-existent 

Preferred Sexual Role: submissive | dominant | switch

Libido: High

Turn ons: “How much time do you have?”

Turn offs: Lack of charm, rudeness, inflated egos

Love Language: Unknown

Relationship Tendencies: Leaves before morning unless breakfast is promised. If so, promptly leaves after breakfast

Traits ––– -

* Bold your character’s answer.

Extroverted / In Between / Introverted

Disorganized / In Between / Organized

Close Minded / In Between / Open Minded

Calm / In Between / Anxious

Disagreeable / In Between / Agreeable

Cautious / In Between / Reckless

Patient / In Between /  Impatient

Outspoken / In Between / Reserved

Leader / In Between / Follower

Empathetic / In Between / Apathetic

Optimistic / In Between / Pessimistic

Traditional / In Between / Modern

Hard-working / In Between / Lazy

Cultured / In Between / Uncultured

Loyal / In Between / Disloyal

Faithful / In Between / Unfaithful

Additional information ––– –

Smoking Habit: Occasionally smokes tobacco. Regularly asks, doesn’t carry.

Drugs: Minimal use but open to them

Alcohol: Not very often

RP Hooks ––– –

Illidari: Korrinth hasn’t had a home, or people to call family, in a very long time. Even before she became an Illidari she was fairly isolated for almost a decade. After her turn, however, she grew into the found family trope surrounding the Illidari and their band of misfits. Not only is she far more friendly to others of her kin? She will go out of her way to help them, almost* indefinitely. In addition to that, she is usually quicker to open up to them, finding other Illidari the only people who would truly understand what she goes through. It also opens up a few more doors as far as interaction; Korrinth was one of the first few batches to go through the process, she basically has seen it all and may even know your Illidari from their time on Outland. Also she is well versed in the application of runic tattoos, and often will offer to touch up or add to Demon Hunters who need an update. On top of that, she is passively looking for a master of the Glaive to give her some pointers.

Former Mage/runeweaver: Before her descent into the demonic, Korrinth was a very talented mage who hailed from Dalaran. Magic is still very much a big part of her life, even having learned to circumvent the fact her body automatically converts Arcane to Fel. Having such a deep passion and love for her craft is perhaps one of the only things that survived the transformation, and it is still something very close to her heart. Having specialized in runes herself, she has a lot of broad knowledge of arcana as a whole, but she truly excels at runic arts and has extensive knowledge on the topic. It’s truly a sight to see her face light up when someone brings up a spell or tome, or takes the time to debate magical theory with her. One of the few delights she has left in her cursed existence. It’s also not uncommon to find her among ancient ruins, libraries, or wizard towers looking for secrets and information both new and old about any number of magical topics.  

Odd Jobs: Being a travelling slayer with no home to call one's own is tough. Especially tough when one doesn’t have a lot of coin to pay for the necessities. That being the case with Korrinth, in between her adventures in the occult or slaying, she has been known to pick up side jobs with a pretty wide range. While she can be a little picky on a case to case basis? It’s fairly common for her to take strange requests or odd jobs to pay for her room and board, food, and other travel expenses. 

Occult: With her years spent as an Illidari, her love for magic has taken on a bit more of a focus into the occult. There are several rituals, rites, sacrifices, and superstitions that she practices or utilizes, and it wouldn’t be uncommon for strangers to pick that up about her even at a glance. She holds with her an air of the supernatural, whether it be because of her demonic features or just the way she carries herself. While she doesn’t openly practice more wiccan-esque things out in the open? It can pretty regularly be worked in to her job slaying the things that go bump in the night, and the knowledge accrued from her time spent doing such.

{Art creds in order of appearance: Kwatchi, Rooku }

[strengthbound]

╰ ❛   💉 — › gillian anderson.  cis woman.  she/her.  .  ╯ have  you  met  margaret ‘peggy’  parker  yet  ?  this  fifty-one  year  old scorpio has  been  living  in the seattle  area  for  27 years.  she  makes  a  living  as  a  adolescent psychotherapist,  which  is best suited for their understanding,  empathetic,  nosy,  and  flighty  personality.  LOVE  by nat king cole  is  one of  their  favorite  songs,  and  they're  written  by  C!

BASIC INFORMATION

Full Name: Margaret Nicola Parker

Nickname(s): Peggy (most people), Mags, SuperMom

Age: 51

Date of Birth: 29/10/1969

Hometown: Essex, England (but moved to Chicago, America at 8 years old)

Current Location: Seattle, Washington

Ethnicity: White

Nationality: American/British

Gender: Cis Woman

Pronouns: She/her

Orientation: pansexual, panromantic

Religion: None

Political Affiliation: Democratic

Occupation: Psychotherapist

Living Arrangements: Home with her husband and children

Language(s) Spoken: English, ASL, Spanish, Italian, German

Accent: Flips between English and American which confuses her let alone other people 

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE

Face Claim: Gillian Anderson

Hair Color: Blonde

Eye Color: Blue

Height: 5 ft 3

Weight: Healthy

Build: Slender 

Tattoos: None

Piercings: Ears (lobes and helix)

Clothing Style: Professional but comfortable

Usual Expression: Heard of resting bitch face? get ready for resting nice face, she has a face which always makes it look like she’s about to smile or laugh at someone

Distinguishing Characteristics: Nearly always has a child with her does that count?

HEALTH

Physical Ailments: When she was 23 she was in an accident and broke her hip, has had chronic pain since and uses a cane.

Neurological Conditions: None

Allergies: None

Sleeping Habits: She laughs at those who need sleep

Eating Habits: They have a chef and make sure to try and have family meals so she usually eats quite well/healthily

Exercise Habits: with her disability she doesn’t really go out and exercise but she’ll often go swimming with the children or do the exercises her physio gives her

Emotional Stability: 8ish? pretty good

Sociability: She is ( and always has been) a very sociable person, she loves to be in a crowd and sort of hates to be on her own although that happens rarely

Body Temperature: cold-natured

Addictions: None

Drug Use: None

Alcohol Use: None

PERSONALITY

Label: the shrink

Positive Traits: understanding, empathetic, a good listener

Negative Traits: nosy, flighty, changable

Fears: losing her family

Hobbies: swimming

Habits: she’s too flighty to make habits lol

FAVOURITES

Weather: sunny

Colour: white

Music: 60-80s abba mainly

Movies: she has a soft spot for disney films (and superheros ofc)

Sport: hockey, diving

Beverage: iced tea

Food: burgers

Animal: Zebras

FAMILY

Father: Alexander Reid, GP, died when Peggy was 8 Then raised by her maternal uncle - William Adler

Mother: Polly Reid, stay at home mum, died when Peggy was 8 Then raised by her maternal aunt - Sophie Adler

Sibling(s): No siblings, but she was many many cousins and they all lived in the same area of Chicago so she always had company

Children: 14 - too many to list here but aged 22 to 6 months

Pet(s): two golden retrievers named Loki and Thor and some chickens named after characters from Star Wars

Family’s Financial Status: Wealthy

EXTRA

Zodiac Sign: Scorpio

Anything Else:

full bio here

happily married, like genuinely sickening in love

has worked at sgmw since her residency and is just coming back from maternity leave

Most of the OBGYN/pediatric department will know her. Her last OB was Carina when she gave birth 6 months ago and yes Peggy took part in the Carina’s pain relief methods.

[emerhys-beril]

LFC -Em Ber’il

The Basics ––– –

Name: Emerhys Ber'il (Rose)

Nickname(s): Em, 'The Cook' 

Age: 30 (Looks like he is in his early 20s)

Birthday: October 19th (Libra)

Race: Half-Elf

Gender: Male

Marital Status: Single

Physical Appearance ––– –

Hair: Strawberry Blonde, Long, usually tied half up into a high ponytail

Eyes: Seafoam Green

Height: 5’0" (claims to be 5'1")

Build: Petite, Lean/Toned (Very feminine)

Distinguishing Marks: Scar near his left eye, beauty mark under the right eye

Tattoos: Forearm tattoo (usually covered)

Piercings: Ear lobes, tragus, helix, left eyebrow, tongue, and elsewhere (this lad has so many piercings)

Common Accessories: A large staff strapped to his back, bag of cat treats, a list of some kind.

Personal Information––– –

Profession: Cook (currently)

Hobbies: Cooking, Cleaning, Reading, Writing, Brewing, Dancing, Singing, Drawing

Languages:  Fluently: Common, Thalassian, Needs Some Work: Gutterspeak, Orcish

Residence: Karma's Folly (currently)

Birthplace: Great Sea near Kul'Tiras (on a ship)

Religion: The Light (non-practicing)

Patron Deity: The Sea

Fears: Being alone/Losing his family,  the quiet

Relationships ––– -

Spouse: N/A

Children: None (that he knows of)

Parents: Caius Rose(Deceased), Alais Blooddawn(Deceased)

Siblings: 2 brothers, 3 sisters (All alive and well, residing in Kul'Tiras)

Other Relatives: TBD, but none that he knows of.

Pets: None (Unless you count the Worgen on the ship)

Sex & Romance ––– -

Sexual Orientation: Pansexual

Preferred Emotional Role: submissive | dominant | switch | non-existent 

Preferred Sexual Role: submissive | dominant | switch

Libido: Medium-High

Turn-ons: Ambitiousness, Intelligence, Anyone taller than him, Assertiveness

Turnoffs: Rudeness, Inflated Egos, Narcissists, Overconfidence, Unctuousness

Love Language: Physical Touch, Quality Time, Acts of Service

Relationship Tendencies: He tends to go the more casual route with relationships, though not for lack of trying with serious ones. Just that casual flings, Friends with Benefits, etc, are easier to handle when you are constantly on the move.

Traits ––– -

* Bold your character's answer.

Extroverted / In Between / Introverted

Disorganized / In Between / Organized

Close Minded / In Between / Open-Minded

Calm / In Between / Anxious

Disagreeable / In Between / Agreeable

Cautious / In Between / Reckless

Patient / In Between /  Impatient

Outspoken / In Between / Reserved

Leader / In Between / Follower

Empathetic / In Between / Apathetic

Optimistic / In Between / Pessimistic

Traditional / In Between / Modern

Hard-working / In Between / Lazy

Cultured / In Between / Uncultured

Loyal / In Between / Disloyal

Faithful / In Between / Unfaithful

Additional information ––– –

Smoking Habit: Extremely Rare

Drugs: Extremely Rare (Like .00000000000000000000001%)

Alcohol: Often

RP Hooks ––– –

Kul'Tiran Trading Family: Em was born and raised Kul'Tiran, his parents owned a trading company called 'Gold 'n Dagger', and a trading vessel named 'The Red Rose' spent much of his early childhood aboard the ship. You may have done business with his family at one point or another before the ship burned 19 years back. 

Former Courtesan: He was a courtesan in Kul'Tiras for approximately eight years, catering to both men and women alike.  Due to his effeminate appearance, and the fact that he is a half-elf, he was quite popular amongst the patrons, and word tends to spread.

Opportunist:  Always in need of extra money. Might have worked with you or for you at one point or another. If you need help, and it pays, let him know.

Sailor/Cook:  Currently stationed onboard a ship called the 'Karma's Folly' as the cook for the crew. His most recent job, landing it approximately four years back.  Since he is the cook, he likes to shop any chance he can to get ingredients and other supplies for the ship. 

HOW TO CONTACT:

OoC: Either here on Tumblr or Discord at Miss Fiction#6360

IC: Em can be found in-game under the name 'Emerhys' on Wyrmrest Accord. (RP on Discord as well)

[rileyjackscn-a]

task 001 → statistics.

Riley Lorde Jackson.

BASIC INFORMATION.

Full Name: Riley Lorde Jackson

Nickname(s): When they were younger, people would call them Bite-sized because of how small they were before their growth spurt. Once they began to grow into themselves and became more involved in the hacking community, they reclaimed and repurposed the name going by Byte. More widely used nicknames include Riles, RJ, or their middle and last names: Lorde or Jackson.

Age: 26

Date of Birth: November 15, 1993

Hometown: Mystic, CT

Current Location: Mystic, CT

Ethnicity: Exact heritage unknown.

Gender: Non-binary

Pronouns: They/Them/Theirs

Orientation: Queer is their preferred label for their sexual and romantic orientation. Simply put... they’re just not straight.

Religion: Agnostic and very Spiritual

Political Affiliation: Leftist

Occupation: Audio Engineer at Mystic Radio

Living Arrangements: Apartment with roommate(s), which can be seen here. With their podcast, they end up having quite a few professional visitors over, so they enjoy having a somewhat fun, polished place for people to come back to; although, they may admittedly go a bit too far with all of their refurbished musical instruments and skating gear for appliances and furniture. 

Language(s) Spoken: English, ASL, Coding languages including but not limited to: HTML, CSS, Java, JavaScript, Pyton, Cobol, C, C++, SQL.

Accent: General American accent ( see here because i love their voice sm )

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE.

Face Claim: Quintessa Swindell

Hair Colour: Medium-dark brown like this

Eye Colour: Medium/dark honey brown

Height: 5′6′’

Weight: 114 lbs

Build: Lean ( lean muscle from their continued yoga and skateboarding )

Tattoos: A tattoo on their side of a scene from a protest ( in Atlanta not L.A. ), a tattoo on their right hand as seen in this picture, the following coding tattoo on their right bicep.

Piercings: Double pierced lobes, double helix on their left ear, septum piercing, left side of their nose pierced. 

Clothing Style: Androgynous skater is their go to style as seen here; although, every once in awhile they do enjoy playing with their style and present more feminine or masculine. That being said, they always will steer towards more of a skater or grunge style.

Usual Expression: They always look like they are up to something, small smirk or at least an amused expression. ( x )

Distinguishing Characteristics: natural hair, playful grin, high cheekbones, large eyes

HEALTH.

Physical Ailments: Asthma, Scoliosis, High Blood Pressure.

Neurological Conditions: N/A ( currently, although history of Major Depressive Disorder )

Allergies: Lactose Intolerant

Sleeping Habits: Their sleeping habit is that they have no habit when it comes to sleep. They will wake up at 6 AM some days and noon others. They will fall asleep at 9 PM or at 4 AM others. A lot of it will depend on their work schedule.

Eating Habits: When they first moved to Atlanta, their diet was horrible as they forgot about eating while trying to ‘make it’. After getting their bearings, they have maintained a much more regulated diet. Due to ethical and health reasons, they are now vegan, and seldom break it.

Exercise Habits: Despite making fun of it when they first weaseled their way into a yoga instructor position, they have fallen in love with yoga and will commit to setting aside time for it each day. They also continue to love and regularly skateboard. 

Emotional Stability: They’re fairly stable at about a seven on the outside. They act out emotionally when someone wrongs them or their loved ones, but they do it in a way that is calculated and precise ( even if still irrational ).

Sociability: They are extremely social, and they really try to avoid from having too much alone time.

Body Temperature: They’re almost always cold. Living in Atlanta heat was perfect for them, and now that they’re back, it’d be a shock to find them without a sweatshirt or jacket nearby.

Addictions: N/A

Drug Use: Fairly regular marijuana usage and social ( though rare ) shroom usage. They used to use much more frequently and a wider range of drugs, but they have stopped and are firm about only using natural substances.

Alcohol Use: Social usage. They usually drink beer or tequila.

PERSONALITY.

Label: Playful Hacker

Positive Traits: Charismatic, Confident, Ingenious, Adaptable, Sociable

Negative Traits: Critical, Rebellious, Cynical, Flirtatious, Secretive

Goals/Desires: They really want to be able to conduct a score for a film ( or any size ) some day or help produce an album or song. Short term, they want to be able to move out of Mystic permanently, and they are even interested in moving internationally.

Fears: They’re scared of being alone and dying alone, they’re scared of the future, and they also hate and are terrified of clowns.

Hobbies: skateboarding, yoga, researching random topics, making their podcast, writing/composing music

Habits: rubbing their fingers, drinking coffee in excess, bouncing their legs when making music, pulls on/adjusts piercings

FAVOURITES.

Weather: warm & sunny

Colour: golden yellow or bright orange

Music: They don’t have a specific style that they like. It really depends on their mood of the day. They will even listen to old school bluegrass, which throws people off. They are very into music that can make them feel something, whether that be emotional and ready to cry, relaxed and like you could drive for hours with the window down, or energized and ready to dance.

Movies: They love indie movies, sci fi movies ( about space in particular ), thriller/cerebral flicks, and bad horror movies.

Sport: Skateboarding

Beverage: Ice coffee

Food: They snack obsessively on kale chips drenched in cayenne.

Animal: They loves cats and have one of their own.

FAMILY.

Father: Daryl Jackson ( deceased ), veteran

Mother: Nancy Jackson, caretaker and nurse at nearby assisted-living center.

Sibling(s): N/A

Children: N/A

Pet(s): One cat ( unknown breed ) named Tony Pawk

Family’s Financial Status: Working class

EXTRA.

Zodiac Sign: Scorpio sun — at their best, they are focused, brave, loyal, faithful, and ambitious. At their worst, they are jealous, possessive, secretive, dominating, and resentful. 

MBTI: ENFP-A ( Campaigner ): The Campaigner personality is a true free spirit. They are often the life of the party, but unlike types in the Explorer Role group, Campaigners are less interested in the sheer excitement and pleasure of the moment than they are in enjoying the social and emotional connections they make with others. Charming, independent, energetic and compassionate, the 7% of the population that they comprise can certainly be felt in any crowd. // “It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for – and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing. It doesn’t interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool – for love – for your dreams – for the adventure of being alive.” // At their best, they are curious, observant, energetic and enthusiastic, excellent communicators, know how to relax, and very popular and friendly. At their worst, they have poor practical skills, find it difficult to focus, overthink things, get stressed easily, highly emotional, and independent to a fault.

Enneagram: Type 8 is also known as The Challenger. Eights see themselves as strong and powerful and seek to stand up for what they believe in.

Temperament: Sanguine

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Good — A chaotic good character acts as his conscience directs him with little regard for what others expect of him. He makes his own way, but he's kind and benevolent. He believes in goodness and right but has little use for laws and regulations. He hates it when people try to intimidate others and tell them what to do. He follows his own moral compass, which, although good, may not agree with that of society. Chaotic good is the best alignment you can be because it combines a good heart with a free spirit. However, chaotic good can be a dangerous alignment when it disrupts the order of society and punishes those who do well for themselves.

Primary Vice: Lust

Primary Virtue: Diligence

Element: Fire