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M'kay so I'm watching NCIS Enemy Combatants...
And your gonna tell me Nick didn't have a crush on Ellie from the first episode of him showing up in Rogue?!?
And was that jealousy when Reeves was praising her?!? (After he told her brothers that she wasn't his "type," and that she could have possibly be dating Reeves.)
Yeah. Okay, Nick. Lie through your teeth.
#ncis#ellick#nick torres#ellie bishop#enemy combants#season 14 episode 8#listen#I LOVE NICK#but i want to know he survived under cover#he's a TERRIBLE liar
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The Hypocrisy of the Spacians (or, why worries about Kessler Syndrome are bullshit)
So, a number of things happened in the latest episode of G-Witch. A number of them were, uh, traumatizing. For both the cast and the viewers. To keep myself distracted, I'm going to focus on a little detail mentioned in episode 12. (Spoilers under cut!)
Specifically, this line. Now, a lot of people have pointed out it's perfectly reasonable to ban kinetic space weaponry in favor of lasers; lasers don't leave behind any bullets or casings that can drift through space until they hit something and cause a Kessler Syndrome. And this is reasonable- until you look deeper.
Norea here immediately points out the first layer of hypocrisy (the Spacian military-industrial complex being more than happy to pollute Earth while at the same time worrying about the pollution of space). But there's something more that undermines the kinetic weapons ban and it's stated reasoning entirely, that being that guns aren't the only thing that leaves behind space debris.
Every laser that misses and hits a building or asteroid or whatever, every limb of an enemy MS that's sheared off, all that sends little shards and particulates of material flying off into space, where they'll keep flying until they hit something, normally at high velocity.
For an example, let's look at the Vim/Bob fight in they very same episode:
The elder Jeturk is more than happy to shear off limbs and leave them drifting, not to mention his using very fucking physical cluster munitions. (How are ordinary guns banned but cluster bombs aren't?! Or is this a case of Vim's money allowing him to get away with flaunting the rules? Either way, more Spacian hypocrisy.)
And that's before we get into what happens to defeated combants; the mandatory post-kill explosion. That explosion doesn't atomize the defeated mobile suit to take care of resulting space debris, it just sends that space debris flying in every direction, making it all the harder to clean up. Here's a couple shots of Vim's MS blowing up:
Look at how the Dilanza Sol visibly bulges outwards before the explosion completes, and the debris field left behind afterwards. A few weeks, years, decades, I dunno how long, but one day those little Dilanza Sol bits are going to drift into just the right position to ruin some freighter's day.
Now, one could argue that all this is just Vim's flaunting of the rules, or a result of Benerit Group being confronted with someone who doesn't obey the laws of war anyway. Problem is, they left behind plenty of space debris in other conflicts. Look at the aftermath of the Vanadis Incident:
Or, hell, the duel between Suletta and El4n, may he rest in peace.
Benerit Group and it's subsidiaries are more than okay with leaving behind fields of space debris from all sorts of sources, as long as those sources aren't guns. Even fore something as petty as a duel among students.
In conclusion, the ban on physical weaponry in the Ad Stella timeline isn't out of any genuine sense of care for the cleanliness of space, or worries about a Kessler Syndrome. The true reason is most likely moral grandstanding, similar to Imperial Germany kvetching about American shotguns in WW1. Alternatively, it could be as simple was wanting to deny what I assume are cheap, easy to manufacture weapons that could prove comparable to lasers to the poors/revolutionaries/poor revolutionaries most likely to buy and/or make them. Either way, the hypocrisy of the Spacian military-industrial complex is on full display here. The solar system of the Ad Stella timeline won't see someone fully dedicated to keep space clean and safe until the military industrial complex is dismantled- preferably in favor of a dictatorship of the proletariat that incentivized to care about the safety of freighter crews and so forth, instead of the corporatocracy incentivized to care about profit, damn everything else.
#gundam#witch from mercury#shadowhisker's pedantry#gundam spoilers#vim jeturk#guel jeturk#bob g witch#elan ceres#el4n ceres#suletta mercury#gundam pharact#gundam aerial#gundam lore#military industrial complex#thank you for coming to my ted talk#going back through old wfm episodes and seeing suletta being suletta is a trip#after we saw suletta being suletta in this last episode#after#the ketchup incident#long post#lots of pictures#shaddiq zenelli#secelia dote#elnora samaya#ericht samaya#gundam lfrith thorn#kessler syndrome#astrophysics#swearing
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And sadly it's working. I've had people I know offline tell me it's fine that Gaza is getting bombed because the Palestinians are all rapists and murderers. That it's not Israel's fault Egypt doesn't want them either.
I checked the statistics - even if we believe Israel's estimates of "Hamas Soldiers" versus "Civilians", there are more people committing violent crime in my city per capita than Hamas Soldiers per capita in Gaza (1). I don't see those same people calling on our military to bomb my home to the ground to keep the rest of the country safe, or killing all the doctors because the hospital has a basement, or sending drones to kill charity workers who help the homeless.
And yet it's apparently, according to them, just fine to commit genocide and other war crimes against the Palestinians because some small number of them actually are enemy combantants and anyone nobody wants smelly old Palestinian civilians anyway. They're barbarians that bring trouble everywhere they go.
(1) Not that resistance against an apartheid regime who are also genocidal war criminals is the same as "crime", but from the cop-brained perspective that we "have to" kill the "bad" people to keep the good ones safe...
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OK I'M SORRY I HAVEN'T MADE MANY POSTS, I was busy "play testing" the system, and by that I mean running a campaign on it to see what people who are in the deep end of system development with me think about it. OK I'M SORRY I HAVEN'T MADE MANY POSTS, I was busy "play testing" the system, and by that I mean running a campaign on it to see what people who are in the deep end of system development with me think about it. And let's just say it's fun, still has some perks to work out which is why I also spent this time away working out the biggest update it will have in a while. This update is basically done now, it adds the following:
Almost a complete rework of the Soldier and Armored classes as well as a minor rework of combantant;
Rework and basically addition of a hacking system, basic explanation when you are going to hack something your dm will give you an anagram and you'll role a die to decide how many tries and tips you'll have to solve the anagram (there 5 levels of difficulty);
Added an weight system so that your character are capable of theoretically carrying more weight than the Eiffel tower;
Added a fatigue system that works almost identically to D&D's, because I really like that system, I just decided to remove death from fatigue because if you get to level 5 in the wrong spot you are basically dead anyways;
Complete rework of the player's sheet so that it's a bit more readible and also to add new mechanics onto it (don't worry I think I know what I'm doing, and that's enough in this day and age);
Not to mention the addition of new Energized Items.
Also I must apologize for that the information of this update is currently only available on the Portuguese version, because I wish to translate it by hand, but I'm only one person so I can't quite do it immediately, also I must add that I'm almost done with the third book which is pretty big and includes a list of every possible enemy and some of the pre planned allies you might find in the world (this one I will use google translate as it's possibly the biggest piece of text I've ever written outside of that one time I wrote a complete review of House Of Leaves). To not leave you guys without anything I'll convey something that happened in the sessions that I had of S&C.
One of the players has a character named Katherine who is a soldier, daughter of Blo the ancient of blood and overall a good person, this character has been searching for about 60 years now a cerberus made of blood that she found in the war (the war is a whole other ordeal although it is canon for the system, and basically Blo decided to go against the entire planet and she almost won) and she finally found it, she was super happy, murdered an innocent animal that was going to fight it in cold blood, she took the cerberus home gave him a personal use name and public use name, the personal which she only speaks when she is around people who she trusts is Nenê which is a Portuguese word for Baby, and the public is Ellyja. It was a pretty cool scene, but the funniest part is that Katherine's player said to me "If you touch that cerberus I'm ending our friendship", can't wait to turn the cerberus into a plot device (if you are the player I'm referring to pretend you didn't read that). Oh and don't worry if you dislike the idea of hurting animals that cerberus is literally 100% blood it has no pain receptors.
I might make more posts talking about things that happen on the rpg if literally anyone has interest in it.
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OK, DESCULPE POR NÃO TER FEITO MUITAS POSTAGENS, eu estava ocupado "testando" o sistema, e com isso quero dizer fazendo uma campanha para ver o que as pessoas que estão no fundo de desenvolvimento do sistema comigo pensam dele.E vamos apenas dizer que é divertido, ainda tem algumas coisas para resolver, e é por isso que também passei esse tempo fora trabalhando na maior atualização que esse sistema terá em um tempo. Esta atualização está basicamente pronta agora, ela adiciona:
Retrabalhou quase que por completo as classes Soldado e Armadurado e um pequeno retrabalho do combatente;
Adiciona um sistema de peso para que seu personagem seja capaz de teoricamente carregar mais peso do que a Torre Eiffel;
Adiciona um sistema de fadiga que funciona quase de forma idêntica ao D&D, porque eu realmente gosto dele, apenas removi a morte por fadiga;
Reformulação completa da ficha do jogador para que ela fique um pouco mais legível e também para adicionar novas mecânicas a ela (não se preocupe, acho que sei o que estou fazendo, e isso é o suficiente nos dias de hoje);
Isso tudo e sem contar a adição de novos itens energizados.
Também devo me desculpar por as informações desta atualização estarem disponíveis apenas na versão em português, porque eu gostaria de traduzi-las à mão, mas sou apenas uma pessoa, então não posso fazer isso imediatamente, também devo acrescentar que estou quase terminando o terceiro livro, que é bem grande e inclui uma lista de todos os inimigos possíveis e alguns dos aliados pré-planejados que você pode encontrar no mundo (este eu usarei o Google Tradutor, pois é possivelmente o maior pedaço de texto que já escrevi, fora daquela vez em que escrevi uma resenha completa de House Of Leaves). Para não deixar vocês sem nada, vou transmitir algo que aconteceu nas sessões que tive de S&C.
Um dos jogadores tem uma personagem chamada Katherine que é um soldado e filha de Blo, a anciã do sangue e, no geral, uma boa pessoa, essa personagem está procurando há cerca de 60 anos um cerberus feito de sangue que ela encontrou na guerra (a guerra é uma coisa totalmente diferente, embora seja canônica para o sistema, e basicamente Blo decidiu ir contra o planeta inteiro sozinha e quase venceu) e ela finalmente o encontrou, ela ficou super feliz, assassinou um animal inocente que iria lutar contra o cerberus a sangue frio, e daí levou o cerberus para casa e deu a ele um nome de uso pessoal e um nome de uso público, o pessoal que ela só fala quando está perto de pessoas em quem confia é Nenê e o público é Ellyja. Foi uma cena bem legal, mas a parte mais engraçada é que o jogador de Katherine me disse "Se você tocar naquele cerberus, estou acabando com nossa amizade", mal posso esperar para transformar o cerberus em um dispositivo de enredo (se você é a jogadora a qual estou me referindo, finja que não leu isso). Ah, e não se preocupe se você não gosta da ideia de machucar animais, pois o Ellyja é literalmente 100% sangue e não tem receptores de dor.
Eu talvez faça mais posts falando sobre que acontece na campanha, se literalmente qualquer pessoa tem interesse nisso.
#rpg#homebrew#d&d#update#i promise that i won't hurt that cerberus#i dont exist there#so ill get someone else to do it#like#a main villain#or smth#idk what else to tag#have fun
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Grudge Match
Rating: T Prompt: Day One - Enemies to lovers Summary: Two combantants enter the ring…
https://archiveofourown.org/works/26938108
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The Hunt (GilHaku)
I creeped within the dense foliage of Chaldea’s gardens. The Casters of the place have come together and made it as a place of relaxation and to grow herbs needed for their potions or whatever else. Right now there was no relaxation in the gardens. This is a jungle and there are an infestation of enemies. Right now, we are hunting.
Spotting movement on the bonsai terrace I took aim at a shade of green that should have, to normal eyes blended into the environment but unfortunately for it, I was too used to spotting this shade among many things. Taking aim, I pulled the trigger and watched my bullet fly.
SPLAT!
“AH! I’ve been shot!”
I took no heed to the soft androgynous voice on the communications line and took two more shots.
SPLAT! SPLAT!
“No!”
“CLAYBAE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED. PLEASE RETURN TO THE GARDEN ENTRANCE.”
“...”
“FUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
Bullseye. Knowing that others may have possibly spotted me based on the trajectory of the bullets alone, I army crawled through the dense foliage and went to bury myself under the large roots of one of Scathach’s Ash Trees. Laying my rifle down for a moment, I lift my goggles to wipe my eyes of the sweat gathered there. I have to be careful. He can be anywhere.
“DAMN IT! DAMN YOU YOU STUPID KING!”
Ishtar?
“PRETTY GODDESS OF VENUS HAS BEEN ELIMINATED. PLEASE RETURN TO THE GARDEN ENTRANCE.”
“ARRRGGH! THIS IS STUPID!”
Do they not understand the concept of stealth? Either way, I’ll win. I have to or I’ll have to put on that Magi☆Kuni idol stuff on. It was fun at first, but Gilgamesh is getting a little out of hand with it. Hearing noises coming from the brush in front of me, I see long white hair and hear a voice complaining.
“Why oh why do I have to participate in this? I’m not meant for actual combat. What’s wrong with feeding my addiction? And why are some of these servants so intense? Ahhh, an Iced Hazelnut Mocha Macchiato right about now.
SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT!
“W-WHA-”
“MEMEMAGE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED. PLEASE RETURN TO THE GARDEN ENTRANCE.”
“KYAAHHHHH!”
That wasn’t far from me.
“FUAHAHAHAHAHA!”
“GILGAMESH YOU-”
“QUEEN DEATH HAS BEEN ELIMINATED. PLEASE RETURN TO THE GARDEN ENTRANCE.”
“But...I wanted to win…”
“ONLY TWO COMBANTANTS REMAIN.”
So, just he and I remain. My dignity rides upon this fight. No more idoling. Magi☆Kuni ends here!
I run to a copse of trees and lift up the camouflage I prepared earlier. I’m pulling out all the stops. I climbed one of the hunter roosts I had one of the Cús make me. Each one covered in a camouflage of leaves from their respective trees to hide them even more. I lay myself down and make sure my rifle is covered, I can’t give anything away. Now to wait.
“HAKUNO!!”
Gilgamesh can be terribly easy to read sometimes.
“COME OUT HAKUNO!”
Well, Archer can be. Caster, despite being arrogant, does use his head. Archer likes to let people get mad and overpower them completely or just overpower them. So no, sorry Archer, I won’t let you make me mad. I’ll wait you out. If you start destroying the Garden, the Casters will take their revenge on you. Probably turn you into a goose or something.
“HAKUNO, YOU KNOW I’LL WIN THIS! HAHAHAHAHAHA!”
“UURUGGHHH KISHINAMI YOU AVERAGE IDIOT MAKE HIM REGRET THIS CHALLENGE!”
Feeling that love of your Ishtar, really…
“HAHA! A USELESS THING LIKE YOU SHOULD NOT SPEAK OF REGRETS! YOU WEAR THEM SO WELL!”
“KISHINAMI RIP HIM TO PIECES!”
Why are their voices projecting so well? What happened to our comms? Deep silent breaths Hakuno. Concentrate on finding some flash of gold. Putting a target on his own head. Let’s see how well this works for you O’ King of Heroes. I wait and let my eyes survey the area around me.
“Hakuno~”
There. I take aim and fire.
SPLAT!
“WHAT!”
I quickly drop off the roost and move back into the dense foliage. Running low and using the trees as covers I climb atop another roost. I’ve watched all those shooting games you’ve played Archer. Maybe you should have paid more attention to them then to trolling kids with foul sentences.
“HAKUNO!”
So loud.
So Golden.
So hit.
SPLAT!
“HAKUNO!”
Down and up to another roost.
“ALRIGHT KISHINAMI THAT’S HOW IT IS! MAKE THAT KING PAY! MAKE HIM KNEEL!”
Getting a little into it there Ishtar.
“I-ISHTAR! CALM DOWN!”
“I REFUSE! HE SHOT MY PRECIOUS BODY!”
“P-PRECIOUS!? YOU SHOULD HAVE PUT ON THE ARMOR!”
These two, really? Right now?
SPLAT!
Dammit!
I jump down and head for the trees. A splat hits the tree right by my head!
“FUAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAKUNO I’VE INDULGED YOU ENOUGH! NOW LOSE!”
Stay silent Hakuno. This is all to get into your head. Another splat on another tree. I dive into the river that runs through here and head for the bridge. I’ll use the maintenance tunnel, get to the other side of the garden. From there I can snipe him.
“HAKUNO! RETURN YOURSELF IN MY SIGHTS AT ONCE!”
He only has one hit on me. I just need one more on him. Emerging from the tunnel I run to the bonsai terrace. If being around an Archer that isn’t Gilgamesh has taught me anything, it’s that a bird’s eye view is important. Especially when someone wears a GOLDEN HELMET!
SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT!
Click.
Aww.
“HAKUNO HOW DARE YOU!”
“G0LD3NK1NGOFALL HAS BEEN ELIMINATED. SINNABUN1 HAS WON THE GAME. PLEASE RETURN TO THE GARDEN ENTRANCE.”
With a sigh I trek to the entrance. When I reached the entrance I’m stuffed into a chest of body armor and green hair curtains around me.
“Hakuno, you won!”
“Yeah…”
“HAKUNO!”
“AH, sweet Hakuno, my dearest BunBun, you’ve made me sad..”
“MOVE OVER FLOWER IDIOT! KISHINAMI YOU AVERAGE-”
“HAKUNO! HOW DARE YOU SHOOT AT YOUR KING!”
“You lost,” I looked at Archer, “so I don’t have to dress up as Magi☆Kuni.”
“Heh, Hakuno, do you believe our deal would be so simple,” Archer smirked.
“...”
Yes.
“Hakuno,” Enkidu began, “you don’t have to dress as Magi☆Kuni for Archer, but Caster and Kid Gilgamesh can still pester you for it.”
No.
No.
I felt an arm around my waist and I was pulled close to a smirking face.
“Try again...BunBun.”
Damn it.
#hakuno kishinami#Gilgamesh (Archer)#Enkidu#Ishtar#ereshkigal#Hakuno thought she won but didn't#attackonari#drabble
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Restraints
The man was helpless in this state. Eyes covered. Mouth sealed. Hands wrapped over his shoulders around a thick piece of wood. Chains strapping over his waist as thick leather straps kep. Finally the prisoner’s ankles cuffed to a steel spike jutting out the wall. He seemed like a macabre marionette.
Lifting an eyebrow at the dreadful scene the medic glanced over to the warden serving as a guard. For a moment he contemplated the situation. “Are, you sure this is all needed? He is just one man, and injured man at that.” Doctor Luxford was perplex. Who was this man, what happened to him.
Bloodied bandages covered much of the captives left side. Reports said he took a spear clean through. It was a miracle none of his organs were ruptured, or fates cruel twist to force him to linger on.
The warden though shook her plated helm, an aura of disapproval. “This man is an enemy general. Zalin Shadowsunder.” Turning to face the bound individual on the floor before delivering a kick right up against his bandaged side.
The captured commander grit his teeth. No doubt he would have howled in pain if he was capable. In this state though…. He may as well be dead. Perhaps he’d be better that way the doctor mused. Quickly shaking the thought from his head. He was a doctor, he was tasked in ensuring this. Mr. Shadowsunder survived. Loathe as he was to admit, every life was important. Even a Sin’dorei combant.
“The horde may be a barbaric force, but does he really deserve this?” Human eyes still looking over the scarred man on the floor. Almost transfixed by the figure. Bound and held up like a battered sheet out to dry. Glowing runes arcing from blue, to green, to purple covered his chest, and one of his arms. What was he even? He didn’t seem so dangerous. “Couldn’t we at least remove one of those things.” Reaching out to the elf the doctor’s fingers touched the blindfold. “Surely his eyes can’t do much?” Like a flash of lightning the Warden grabbed the Doctor’s hand and scoffed at the offending human. “This man is a wanted criminal. He is a Spellbreaker General, one that has literally bathed in the blood of our people, your people.” Even behind the plated helm the Doctor couldn’t help but gulp. He must be staring down a death glare. “Do you even know what a Spellbreaker is? What he is capable of doing?”
Shaking his head the doctor couldn’t place the title beyond being something of elven creation. “I imagine a magic adept of some sort?” Relinquishing the man the Warden replaced her grasp with a lock of the prisoners hair. Pulling back to expose his obscured face. “Correct, and that is why all this is needed. If our magic isn’t enough he will break it. If our restraints are too weak…” Delivering another kick into the now reddened bandages. “He’ll find a way out.”
The Doctor couldn’t help but to wince at the treatment.
“We are under orders to prevent his escape at all costs. That, is why this is all needed. A ruthless man who’s cold actions will earn him Elune’s judgement. “ Turning the Spellbreaker’s head to the side she offered him up. “Now do your job Doctor and sedate him. I won't have him have his complete faculties.”
The doctor lowered his head. There was no other option. Though was against his oath, against what he stood for…. but he made a pledge to fight for the Alliance. To defend his home… He just never imagined that protecting his comrades meant abusing captives.
Feet moving over their own accord he stepped forward and drew the needle. Making sure there was no air in the syringe he offered one more look to the poor man beneath him. Wordlessly he pressed the metal to the man’s exposed neck. He couldn’t help but wonder if his measurements were right, would this dose kill him? Still he delivered the ‘medication’ hoping it was at least ease the suffering of this lost soul.
It was quick, and almost an instant later the prisoner’s head start to droop.
He was out.
A smile grew on Zalin’s masked face. First the compliments then the familiar feeling of a needle laced with sweet relief. At least it would dull the radiating pain from a poorly sutured wound. Closing his eyes he started to slip.
Leaving the cold prison cell the Spellbreaker found himself floating on an empty ocean of serene water. A flash of red and green and the smell of earth and herbs soothed his exhausted mind.
Her order was simple. “Come home.”
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[ MAIA MITCHELL ] — ADELAIDE LAVOIE is a TWENTY TWO year-old CISFEMALE cadet from FRANCE and the EURASIA unit, also known as agent SUPERNOVA. Intel tells me that SHE is ALLOCENTRIC & METICULOUS, if not a little RECALCITRANT & GARRULOUS. SHE shows promising progress in HACKING, CODE BREAKING, and LANGUAGE SKILLS. better watch your back.
lms or hmu if you wanna plot!!
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name: adelaide lavoie
face claim: maia mitchell
age: 22
hometown: bordeaux, france
birthday: february 8
zodiac: aquarius
gender: cisfemale + she/her pronouns
sexuality: bisexual, biromantic
adelaide was born in manhattan, new york but moved to bordeaux, france when she was merely a few months old. both her parents were determined to make sure that adelaide and her older brother had every opportunity to succeed in life. while her parents encouraged adelaide and her brother to pursue whatever interested them, one thing that was not tolerated in the lavoie household was laziness and complacency.
she wasn’t required to do any work as long as she maintained high grades in school, her parents were not going to pay top dollar to get her into the best schools for her to do nothing. growing up her parents made her sign up for every extracurricular under the sun – music, student government, sports teams, chess club, if you can name it there was a 90% chance adelaide was in it.
you could say adelaide had life served to her on a silver platter. for as long as she can remember, she lived a life of privilege that some would die for. from the picture perfect house to the seemingly perfect family – they had it all. but adelaide wasn’t happy, she longed for something she felt she could never get as long as was under her parents’ control. as soon as she finished lycée when she was 18, adelaide stopped talking to her family altogether. she stole as much money as she could find from her parents, and proceeded to run away – abandoning everything she’d ever known.
using the money she stole, she moved out of france and resided in various countries within europe, making sure not to stay in one place for too long in fear that her family would find her. inevitably, the money started to run out and adelaide turned to a variety of methods to make ends meet. she started off selling drugs, but then turned to hacking for people as she found it to be much more lucrative. it started off with petty things like hacking into an ex’s social media account but soon escalated into secure servers and places she really shouldn’t have been. while she was good at what she did, she wasn’t good enough because she was caught and soon recruited as a cadet into the academy.
when it comes to her past and her family, adelaide will always choose to avoid the topic. she’s always hated the fact that she came from money, and as years pass, the longer she’s spent away from her family the more her resentment for them grows – despite them having done nothing to her.
some other lil points idk
personality wise, she is easy to get along with but can sometimes be a bit hesitant
she has a strong aversion to people in a position of authority or people who try to control her, that’s one of the few times you’ll see her claws come out
she’ll always put other people before herself
can sometimes come off a lil feebleminded but is smarter than she lets on
adelaide is a bit detached, she doesn’t like to let people in. while some may know bits and pieces about her, there aren’t many who know it all.
and there’s a few more things about her here if u wanna look
possible plots
adventure friend! adelaide loves to go out and try something new or do something a bit wild/out of the blue just for fun but always needs that little push before she dives head first so maybe she can go on these escapades with your character or maybe your character can help adelaide learn to stop being so reluctant.
the best friend; someone who is her confidant, her pal, someone who knows of her past and the things she’d rather not have others know. this is someone who is always there for her & in return she is always there for them.
the bad influence; while adelaide isn’t completely straight-edge she still has a sense of naiveté to her. your character loves trouble and chaos but somehow adelaide is drawn to them and they get her to do things she usually wouldn’t
ex-friends; friends turned enemies for whatever reason because idk we can figure it out???
tutor?? someone who has skills that aren’t her strong suit (like weapons training, hand-to-hand combant, sharp shooting, etc) in exchange she can help them out with something they struggle with
and anything else you think would work, i’m open to anything and everything!!
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Florida Court Rules Pointing at Policy Enforcers "threaten[s] death or great bodily harm" while Cops actually threaten harm and death daily with total impunity
Florida Court Rules Pointing at Policy Enforcers “threaten[s] death or great bodily harm” while Cops actually threaten harm and death daily with total impunity
The level of asymmetric WAR against the people by Corporate Fictional Policy Enforcers was legitimized by making all Americans into “ENEMY COMBANTANTS” – guilty until proven innocent – by the unending Lieber Code Marshal Law from the Civil War and Definition Changes in the “Trading with the Enemy Act.” Simply using Debt as money (Federal Reserve Notes, etc) makes the user into an Enemy Combatant.…
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#Florida#Hand Gestures#Judicial Corruption#Legal Presences#maljustice#POA#pointing#policy enforcers#United Nations
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