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Profiles / Lukas Kaufmann
« on: June 05, 2019, 03:56:28 PM »
Name: Lukas Kaufmann
Nickname: Lukas, ALIAS:  Robert Wallenda
Apparent Age: Mid 30s
Occupation: Ex Cat Burglar

Faceclaim: Michael Fassbender

Lukas is an acrobat and it shows -- in the lean, strong lines of his body, in his relatively short height, in the easy way he moves. He is not tall, nor exceptionally strong, but compact and quick and completely comfortable in his body in a way that makes him a dangerous opponent, when he choses to be. His hair is auburn and cropped short, with just a faint curl to it; his eyes are a cool, muted blue-green. Stubble lines his squared jaw because, no matter how often he shaves, it never seems to be enough.  His nose is a bit too strong, perhaps, his eyebrows too heavy, and his smile [when he smiles] is shark-like.

Beneath his right ear, along the side of his neck, is a neatly calligraphied German phrase: "Es ist noch kein Meister vom Himmel gefallen."

His style is dark colors and close cuts. He tends toward a military vibe, when he can.

Lukas's generally policy is to live for himself and no one else -- which, thus far, hasn't served him exceptionally well, but that hasn't changed his heart.

His eyes are closed off and serious all the time, but whatever he's thinking is hidden behind that too-sharp smile and a quip that slides past friendly teasing and into the realm of the mean, even if it's only a little bit. He frequently makes up for this, as best he can, with a pat on he shoulder and a wink that doesn't entirely take the sting out of his words.

Instead of being quiet and introspective, he fills social occasions with talk that isn't exactly meaningless, but isn't exactly productive or important, either. He is private by dwelling on non-consequentials, not by shutting his mouth. Silence is only greeted by questions. Chatter is greeted with a desire for silence.

Lukas can tell if someone is lying -- any lie -- to an uncanny degree. He also does lie an awful lot himself, and sometimes it's hard to tell what's the truth.

Plots / Re: blue's characters & plots
« on: June 05, 2019, 09:47:21 AM »
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Plots / blue's characters & plots
« on: June 05, 2019, 09:46:38 AM »
Abbot "Beau" Eastoft - Rich boy from an old family, prone to partying. A few months ago, he took over a warehouse and caused a major incident by throwing a HUGE week-long party where magic was tossed around carelessly in front of mundanes. There were also three drug overdose, eight people had to have their stomach pumped for alcohol, and there were numerous issues of consent of all kinds. He got in a lot of trouble with SWBP. He might still be on probation. He'd probably be in jail if not for his family name.

Baird Hackett - Strange, non-human artist who builds robots and mechanical things. He also keeps books for a drug organization. Could use some plots!

CJ Williams - Totally human PI. Ready for trouble.

Cooper Cole - Famous playboy actor. Usually, he has a thing for small time artists and socially awkward twenty-somethings, but he'll mess around with just about anything male.

Corbin - Fae healer. Works with Beanna.

Cortland Yver - Definitely inhuman. Currently bodyguard/security for Zafir. He enjoys drinking, pool, sports -- he's social but currently between friend groups.

Eli Greene - SWBP Guard with a penchant for metals. Currently babysitting Sid. Investigating strange problems.

Ever Ambrodiel - Vampire with an alcohol and attitude problem. Likely to be anywhere. He wanders.

Ferris - Rowan's bodyguard and chauffeur.

Jed Cohen - SWBP Guard, formerly paired with Eli Greene, currently MIA. He has an affinity for the dead.

Juniper -  younger brother to Rowan and Pine, he causes trouble without care for who has to clean it up.

Lukas Kaufmann - Ex cat burglar and con artist, has spent some time in prison. At the moment, not sure what I want to do with him, but I'm down for connections!

Naurus - Definitely not human. Sells drugs. Bee?

Pine - Rowan's...brother? Well, that seems weird, but it's true.

Quinlan Boyd - a rich playboy whose stocks are about to plummet, he's going to be desperately looking for a job.

Rabi Mahar - Art teacher at the local University. What's his deal?

Rider Verone - Wizard extraordinaire, with an expertise in finding and acquiring magical (or maybe even not magical) items.

Rowan - Very rich, clearly and obviously fae, he has a tendency to dabble in interesting projects. And maybe to manipulate people around him.

Ty Garrett - Student runaway. Currently being taken care of by Mason.

Roleplaying / Re: Mixed Media (Rabi x Tucker)
« on: June 03, 2019, 10:20:53 PM »
Another day

The project had been a still life -- this one simple, an early practice with charcoal. The scene had been the same for everyone, and the point had been to showcase different shading styles.

No matter how well Tucker had done, his project got handed back with a B+. Because, it seemed, no matter what he did -- good, bad -- it was always a B+.


Profiles / Abbott (Beau) Eastoft
« on: June 01, 2019, 11:42:44 PM »
Name: Abbott Eastoft
Nickname: Beau
Apparent Age: 24
Occupation: Layabout? Unemployed?

Faceclaim: Hale Appleman

Beau looks the entitled rich kid he is, with all the privilege that comes with it. Tall and slim (but not particularly fit), he’s a little under six feet – but seems taller, due to the confidence he carries himself with. He’s attractive in an effortless way that actually takes hours to achieve. His hair is shoulder length, a deep and muted brown, tousled and careless; he sports a careful amount of five o-clock shadow along a chiseled jaw; light brown eyes are lined by long lashes; his skin is clear and perfect in a way most men don’t bother with.

Add to this his flashy clothing style, fine fabrics in designer styles, often mix and mashed so that they look vintage or grungy or like second hand shop finds. He wears vests and slacks mixed wit wild scarfs and heavy jewelry. He wears suspenders and long coats and pink satin. He wears shirts with the buttons undone almost to his navel, when he’s going out, and the way he dresses would get him in trouble – except that he has a way of avoiding trouble, of flashing a big cocky grin and getting out of the worst of it. Or winking and flirting. Or, maybe, of coming out of a fight without too much damage to self.

There are fine thorn/chain link tattoos around both of his wrists -- not that they often show, beyond hints and glimpses.

On the surface, Beau comes across as flighty, shallow, self-centered – and all of these things are probably entirely true. He is the center of his own universe, and assumes everyone else would agree. Maybe they would: in this particular case, thinking can make things so.

He has confidence, that’s for sure. He’s the kind of guy who walks into a room like he owns it, introduces himself to strangers, and then promptly forgets everyone’s name. Or pretends to, at least. He only remembers the important things.

He’s never wanted for anything, and it shows. But he also does have an entertaining sense of humor, if sometimes a bit unkind. He knows how to have a good time, and how to show others one as well. He mixes amazing drinks.

He's biting and self-centered, but maybe underneath is something fragile. His family name (Eastoft) is a very old, very famous magical family that might be recognized. Magic doesn't seem to work on him -- no magic at all.

Roleplaying / Re: Out of Place [Ever x Aud]
« on: June 01, 2019, 10:35:16 PM »
He'd been building toward a full on firestorm -- but the second that Aud approached, it stilled Ever's borderline-vulgar protests, turned the petulant and annoyed light in his expression off. It was almost like it had been an act: a face he turned on and apparently could turn off as well, leaving him quieter and more serious and thoughtful, leaving him looking a bit older. Or at least a little bit weirder. Less like a child, and more like something else.

He didn't return Aud's smile. Instead he cocked his head and frowned and raked a look over him that didn't quite settle on anything before holding his hand out for the ID back.

"Gee, thanks." Was there sarcasm behind it? Probably, yeah. But it was hard to be sure.


Roleplaying / Out of Place [Ever x Aud]
« on: June 01, 2019, 07:31:50 PM »
It was painfully obvious that this was not a place that Ever *belonged in*: not in his grungy, battered jeans, not with his home done haircut, not with the battered messenger bag thrown over one shoulder. Especially not since he looked eighteen or nineteen if you were being generous. His ID was good -- it was very good -- and it said that he was twenty two. Its quality was probably the only reason he hadn't yet been kicked aggressively to the curb.

Instead he was arguing just inside the door with someone on staff, fingers wrapped around the strap of his bag and chin thrust out in challenge. It looked petulant as opposed to strong, Ever too skinny and awkward -- and pale, honestly -- to really be intimidating.

"I just want one drink and to talk to some people, is that really going to kill you?"


Profiles / Re: Baird Hackett
« on: May 31, 2019, 04:52:09 PM »

Profiles / Baird Hackett
« on: May 31, 2019, 04:51:26 PM »
Name: Baird Hackett
Apparent Age: 19-20
Occupation: Bookkeeper

Faceclaim: Miles Heizer.

Slender and a bit awkward, with close-cropped fair hair just long enough to cover the slightly-pointed tips of his ears and a permanent pout, Baird looks in many ways like the basement-dweller he is: slightly dirty, in clothes that are ragged and often covered with aggressive images or messages. In some ways, though, he seems something else entirely. Impossibly fair skin is touched with a flush of health no matter how little time he spends in the sun; a youthful blush that makes him look years younger than he’d like.

His eyes are a washed out blue-grey, but are often narrowed and dark and hostile.

Filled with teen angst and cynicism, Baird hates everyone and everything – starting with his family, branching out to his friends and the people he works for and even that little old lady on the street. His nature is contrary, meaning that when you tell him to do something, he’ll do the exact opposite, every chance he gets. Fundamentally he’s striving for independence while fighting back the allure of friends.

Friends are only worth it if they’re good ones.

He's a tinkerer, drawn to all kinds of small machines, but he does seem to avoid iron. He doesn't meet peoples' eyes.

Profiles / Naurus
« on: May 31, 2019, 04:47:15 PM »
Name: Naurus
Nickname: Naurus
Apparent Age: late twenties, early 30s

Flashiness is a choice, and Naurus leans into it hard. At a first glance, most likely people will be distracted by the impossibly tight leather pants, the clunk of heavy boots, thin t-shirts that hang wide at the neck to show off a flash of sharp collarbones and a stack of necklaces, the rattle of more jewelry around his wrists and hands. His skin is brown and smooth and even; his hair is long and dark and shiny and often bound back into a braid down his spine. His eyes -- well, it's hard to say since he's always wearing a pair of oversized reflective sunglasses. Always.

All of it is meant to keep people from looking too hard at the rest of him, which is sharp-edged and attractive in an androgynous kind of way. His nose is pointed, his mouth is pouty and full, his jaw line maybe a bit narrower than people would call ideal. And he's small, only about five foot five with skinny limbs and a long neck, but somehow his style manages to make up for his lack of height.

Loud as his style is, that's the rest of Naurus as well. He's self-centered and confident and it's hard to tell if his confidence is real -- bulletproof -- or if it's a facade over a fragile ego. He's aggressively flirtatious with just about everyone he meets, and this also is hard to read, but it seems like it's flirtatious with intent. He's up for just about anything, anything, but he seems especially interested in dancing, in fashion, in swimming, motorcycles, cars. He likes things that are loud.

He absolutely never takes the sunglasses off. Despite his small size, he can seem heavy. Magic doesn't seem to settle on him right; instead it gets swallowed and disappears.

World Building / Re: Creatures: Undead
« on: May 31, 2019, 01:04:47 PM »
Darkness Vampires: This brand of vampire follows a lot of traditional vampirism rules. They're burned by sunlight and fire; they have an aversion to holy symbols, but only when wielded by people who truly believe in them; they're stronger than humaan, faster.  They stop aging (or, really, changing) at the time that they're turned.

Turning is done by first being drained by a vampire, and then drinking of that same vampire's blood.

They need to consume blood via biting in order to keep their systems going. Between feedings, their temperature drops to that of the area around them, and they get quite pale; immediately after eating, however, they can be rosy cheeked and warm and seem much more human.

They have a pulse but it's very weak. They can breathe, but they don't have to -- not much. Not unless they want to speak.

Individual vampires will also have minor to major abilities similar to those of psychics. In other words, they'll have a specialty. This might mean the ability to control people, hypnotize; it might mean changing their shape; it might mean the ability to go invisible. It's different for every vampire, but they all have something.

Drugs and alcohol work on them, but faintly. They can't eat or drink -- or, well, they can, but it doesn't stay down. Whatever they consume will be rejected right back up after a few hours. If they want to get wasted, the best way to do it is to drink from someone wasted.

Roleplaying / Re: Mixed Media (Rabi x Tucker)
« on: May 31, 2019, 12:28:30 PM »
"Nothing suggested you had to use oil pastels, either. And yet you made the choice." His tone was still so mild, so careless -- like it didn't matter to him at all -- that it was almost more mean. And as he said it, this time, he started away toward the girls, an effort to get the last word, probably.

At least for now. Give him another fifteen or twenty minutes of asking them what each thing on their project meant, while they bullshitted and he clearly saw through it, and he'd be back.


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