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Arthur Morgan · Mar 6th 2016

I shall yes <33
And guardian
ships everywhere
like yes
do you want me to reserve a spot for you??

guardian. · Mar 6th 2016

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marsy · Mar 6th 2016

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px; color: black; text-shadow: 0px 0px 3px black; line-height: 12px; letter-spacing: -0.5px;][spoiler=all my life, all i ever did was try and try][color=black]fate taryn cooper, otherwise known as kitty/kitten, princess, or sweetheart, is a gender-nonconforming male who was born in birkinhead, england on the tenth of june. he's 24-going-on-25, though most people say he looks and overall seems much younger (16-19). he is one of the medics of the group, and the last thing he saw was [before he was knocked out, he can too-clearly remember his father rushing in, then helplessly being dragged out of his wheelchair and dropped in front of fate before they both heard their dog start barking and their cat hissing. the two were "shut up", and right before fate was knocked out, he heard one last gunshot and his father gasp, and whispering "it's okay, fate; you'll be okay" as he held on tightly to his hand].

( the origin of fate is greek, taryn is an old irish name, and cooper, as a surname, is of english origin. after his mother died giving birth to him, fate's father named him the first name on his mother's list of baby names, which happened to be 'fate'. as for his second name, his mother's middle name was taryn, and he took his father's last name, as is custom.

fate means destiny, simply, and the old irish meaning of taryn is "hills of ireland"; in welsh, the meaning is "thunder". )

fate is the gayest lil princess who has a romantic preference for men, but only after a while of getting to know them. he is currently single, and he's had plenty of sexual encounters, maybe one or two relationships, but nothing too serious that lasted more than a few months. his turn ons are [tall, muscular, strong, neck-biting, roughness, dominance, pet names, teasing, possessiveness, his hair being played with] and his turn offs are [submissive, shorter than him/younger than him, too gentle, actual complete asshole/cruel, bad hygiene, doesn't know when to stop].

his birth mother's name is angie cooper (nee, love), and his father's name is harold cooper, often times referred to as harry by most people. he's an only child--after his mother died giving birth to him, his father never found another significant other. other notable relatives would be his aunt and uncle, june and frederick yale.
he has (or, had) two pets, a dog and a cat named red and blue (x x). as for friends, the only friends he really has is the group, having only ever made acquaintances or enemies with others. he has some trust issues, hence his lack of friends. though, he does seem to have a lot of enemies, especially the russians, for multiple very good reasons.[/fancypost]
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his clothing style can mostly be described as street style or grunge, but it's always something that he deems comfortable at that point in time. he really likes over-sized and loose-fitting items, and is usually wearing a snapback or a beanie; sometimes a choker necklace. ( x x x x x )
he has many favorite bands and artists, but if he had to pick an all-time favorite, it'd probably be lazy habits. he doesn't have a particular style of music he listens to, as he listens to just about everything but country really hardcore stuff. other favorite bands and artists of his include the following: bastille, pvris, new town kings, panic! at the disco, metallica, swim deep, the rolling stones, tonight alive, extra curricular, red hot chili peppers, beastie boys, rage against the machine, gorillaz, gerard way, linkin park, modern baseball, radiohead, muse, the kooks, mumford & sons, royal blood, sex pistols, massive attack, twenty one pilots, a$ap rocky, bring me the horizon, starset, the streets, and so many more!!

hobbies, talents and skills will go here

despite his many talents and skills, he has flaws just like any other human being; and probably more than he does talents/skills. he has anxiety and night terrors, which has led to his chronic insomnia--he hates admitting it, but after that day the russians came to his home, depression took hold of him and won't let go. fears and weaknesses will go here.

Seventh Lunatic · Mar 6th 2016

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NAME ORIGINATION ✴ Arabella is of English origin, as her mother is England, Rose was merely her mother's favorite flower, and Lombardi is from her father's ethnic, Italian.
NAME MEANING ✴ Arabella; "Beautiful" "Eagle Heorine"
NICKNAMES ✴ 'Little Rosey' ~~i dare you~~

AGE ✴ Twenty-Five
DATE OF BIRTH ✴ May Third
PLACE OF ORIGIN ✴ Florence, Italy

SEX ✴ Female
GENDER ✴ Female
PRONOUNS ✴ She/Her

FACE ✴ Lana Del Rey
RANK ✴ Weapons Specialist
WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU SAW ✴ They threatened her by directing a gun towards her boyfriend's head, she heard the shot at the moment she was knocked out.
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lying to herself cause her liquor's top shelf

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FULL PERSONALITY ✴ arabella is the partial flirtatious type by far. she has slight tendency to lead you on and treat you like your something special, but doesn't have a problem dumping you by the time she can see what's really underneath. she doesn't like being considered a slut with this trait, but instead claims its a good tactic for future purposes. like buttering the men up, having been told the secrets, and then leaving when she's maintained enough. of course it doesn't always work in this manner for her, and she has nothing against long-lasting relationships, which she would like, its just pretty amusing. this doesn't mean she is coldhearted- because outside of being a flirt, she is actually very silent and charismatic. rosey has an appreciation with getting into some trouble, trying new things and seeing new places. she is a particularly good friend, despite on the occasion when you can get in trouble along with her. on the darker side of her fun and lively personality, she actually has a lot of trust issues. arabella isn't really sure where she got this from, maybe it had to do with her past, but she tries to stay away from being cunning and a troublemaker. otherwise, she is fairly stubborn, accompanied with her sense of determination. still holding onto her younger self, she can be humorous, but because she does have very strong trust issues, its normal for her to come off cold and sharp-tongued.

HISTORY ✴ answer here
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LIFESTYLE ✴ ?
CURRENT RESIDENCE ✴ London, England

CLOTHING STYLE ✴ † † † †
FAVE BANDS & ARTISTS ✴ ~~Lana Del Rey~~ ;; Twenty-One Pilots ;; Glass Animals ;; Ect.
HOBBIES ✴ Reading ;; Writing ;; Drawing ;; Engineering
TALENTS & SKILLS [color=#EEE0E5]✴ Arabella developed into a smooth singer and because old habits die hard, she developed a well sense of agility and aim in secret.

DISORDERS/DISABILITIES [color=#EEE0E5]✴ Claustrophobia ;; Coulrophobia ;; Glossophobia
FEARS [color=#EEE0E5]✴ the dark ;; being alone ;; drowning
WEAKNESSES [color=#EEE0E5]✴ mechanical parts ;; opportunity to make good money ;; machinery ;; helping the elderly[/spoiler]

Sorry if the pictures seem too... joyful. I was attempting to show how she looked before, taking place in the happier moments before the Russians appeared. When I make my fancypost for her I can assure you she'll look different cx

Arthur Morgan · Mar 6th 2016

I like the characters/forms so far <33
my form will be up in a little bit <3

guardian. · Mar 6th 2016

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cyantist · Mar 6th 2016

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lyrics

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lyrics

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lyrics

[justify]PERSONALITY TRAITS ✴ motherly ; endearing ; moral ; logical ; observant ; "people person" ; soft spoken

FULL PERSONALITY ✴ if temulin was placed in a busy room, she would probably slip by unnoticed. hardly a figure that begs for attention or one that commands, but that's good for her. she thrives off her anonymity.

first are foremost, temulin is clever. book smarts and street smarts, rolled into one bundle of softly spoken, respect commanding woman. whilst she doesn't command attention, her manner of speaking and words demand respect from everyone she speaks to and she doesn't need to shout or brag to show that she deserves it.

she overtly polite and considers other people's feelings before she says things. good at reading people, she knows exactly what to say to convince people, and whilst she mostly uses this to build other people's confidence or feelings, she can use it for persuasion and will readily do so if she feels the need.

and she is incredibly motherly and caring. she often puts other people's feelings/safety and well being before her own. and since she's no medic, she doesn't exactly stitch up wounds, but tries her very best to be a moral rock as far as the group's concerned. after all, she is firmly rooted in being just and she won't allow anyone to take away her "inner peace". even if they want to take her husband from her. which they will not - temulin still beliefs firmly that he's not dead, when he most definitely is.

however, she will not hesitate to kill you. as a former hitwoman, who took the job because she desperately needed the money, she has no qualms about killing, but definitely has qualms about killing innocents. no matter the situation, temulin will not take the life of an innocent or someone she believes does not deserve to die. nothing will sway her from this.

HISTORY ✴ born as the younger twin to a mother that didn't want her children, she was adopted by her father, Djagati Borjigin. the two grew up in Arvaikheer, a large town in central Mongolia famous for it's horse shows. whilst temulin adored being surrounded by nature if she simply left the city, her brother longed to go what he called "more civilized" places.

when she was fourteen, she moved from the town she loved to the USA. She wasn't happy with the change of lifestyle, forced into the bustling city of New York without an escape. it was this that made her more withdrawn, still friendly, but struggling to keep up with the hustle and fast paced nature of the city.

it was through the three years stint in new york that she learned to observe people. unable to form meaningful connections, she turned her attention to learning to read people instead. by watching, she could find out about people's moods easily, guess what would make them tick and set them. she became good at dealing with other people's problems rather than approaching her own.

over the same time period, tem started to learn how to shoot and fight, mostly because her older twin dragged along to these things, reasoning that she needed to know how to protect herself. she didn't argue, she didn't feel safe in the city at all. however, she found that she was good at it, and it became her official hobby. the quiet girl that seemed to be able to read a room like a book and could snap your neck.

she joined up with the company later on, and the rest was history.

until, she left and married Casper Renolds, a man who she loved oh so dearly and they were about to start a picket fence family with a dog and a cat and two point five kids.

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LIFESTYLE ✴ temulin lives a rather isolated lifestyle now, living in a large house on the outskirts of Arvaikheer. her business keeps her busy, and currently lives alone as her husband is currently working abroad.
CURRENT RESIDENCE ✴ tem lives in a large house on the outskirts of Arvaikheer. she's very proud of it, having a warm homely feel to it.

CLOTHING STYLE ✴ she tends to dress rather formally, dress shirts and trousers or jeans along with flats. she could be described as "hipster", but not that far.
FAVE BANDS & ARTISTS ✴ tem tends not to listen to that much music, so doesn't have that much of an opinion. she will listen to almost anything but dislikes rap music. she enjoys classical music.
HOBBIES ✴ reading ; writing ; flower arrangements ; horse riding ; violin
TALENTS & SKILLS ✴ good at reading rooms/situations ; good at negotiating ; good with a rifle ; good at unarmed combat ; multilingual

DISORDERS/DISABILITIES [color=#EEE0E5]✴ ptsd, although it manifests itself similar to panic disorder. she randomly breaks down, and although there's no clear trigger, they tend to concentrate around being placed in situations where somebody she is fond of is put under threat.
FEARS [color=#EEE0E5]✴ temulin is deathly afraid of being trapped, helpless and losing close ones. this fear is debilitating, and will often trigger a panic attack.
WEAKNESSES [color=#EEE0E5]✴ temulin is comparably fragile to other assassins, mostly because she's small in stature. she can also struggle to assert herself or come across as forceful, which can lead to her being led in situations she wouldn't necessarily approve of. she is also prone to panic attacks, which can leave her incredibly vulnerable on a battlefield or in a firefight.
STRENGTHS [color=#EEE0E5]✴ temulin is quick witted and is good at reading when things will escalate. she is proficient at long ranges and close unarmed combat. she's also good at planning as well as motivating others.

guardian. · Mar 6th 2016

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NAME ORIGINATION ✴
•remai: rooted from remains meaning the parts left over after other parts have been removed, used, or destroyed
•stymie: meaning of unknown origin.
NAME MEANING ✴ residue of parts that remains from an unknown origin
NICKNAMES ✴ remi, remmy, cross, child, babe, etc.

AGE ✴ twenty four
DATE OF BIRTH ✴ december 1st
PLACE OF ORIGIN ✴ suburbs

SEX ✴ male
GENDER ✴ male
PRONOUNS ✴ he/him/his

FACE ✴ ash stymest
RANK ✴ medic
WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU SAW ✴ remai had just had a nightmare from his past, and curled up with his little brother in bed. yet when the russians came and knocked him out, the male’s mind was branded with the de-ja-vu sight of his brother being touched and being picked up, screaming and fighting. right before remai passed out he saw his brother rin reach out for him and scream his name in a blood-curdling cry.
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please help all the pain i've been through

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hold me close and watch me bleed

[justify]PERSONALITY TRAITS ✴ teasing, childish, touchy, nosy, slightly perky, sly, cunning, alert, protective, emotional

FULL PERSONALITY ✴ remai is one of those people who are a bit deceiving personality wise. one minuet he had laser focus and is extracting a bullet with his fingers with no pain killers and the next minuet he’s probably straddling a guy’s lap, moving lewdly, and then the next minuet he’s lovingly taking care of others. all of this may seem sporadic and can’t possibly be the same person, but it is. it’s all remai.

the first thing you might see from the slightly short male is that he’s pretty held together in stressful times. when the action is taking place and people are getting injured left and right, you’ll see remai scurrying about bandaging wounds and sending them back to business. even if someone’s on a near-death experience, remai remains calm and collected trying to help in any way that he can, and he usually can help. he enjoys feeling appreciated or helpful, loving to be of service in ether battle or bed (*wink wink*). on the surface of this complex, rather short male is just a composed, normal guy. one would think he would be quite normal, despite being used to working while bullets fly around him or have a calm composure, he is anything but normal, and anyone who knows him knows this.

once you start to get to know little remai, you’ll find that this ball of sly comments and slick teases is quite unique. his emotions are on a spectrum from child-like humor to an utter sl.ut. if you are a guy, beware, this creature feeds off of di.ck and arousal and will suck you dry (*wink wink*) of any sexual frustration. he is, believe it or not, an ultimate power bottom. but as much as he can be the sexiest rainbow around, he can also be rather childish and youthful. since he had spent his childhood in an orphanage, remai didn’t have the opportunity to discover the world like a child might have. so now, he has the mental state of an elated child. if you show him something new, it’s like magic to remai, with wide eyes and a bright smile he’d adorn the newfound discovery like a kid. or if you praise him he’d puff out his chest and smirk proudly. remai is the farthest thing from mature. for instance, if you take away something he enjoys or do something he doesn’t want you to do, a futile pout forms on his lips and his tattooed arms cross. hard to imagine a small pouting figure being one of the most feared missionary around. yet, don’t be mistaken, just because he is a medic doesn’t mean he is a ‘sweet and innocent’ guy. oh no. oh h.ell no.

although he might be a tease or a childish one, whatever you do, don’t get him angry. it’s like the fiery depths of hell themselves fill this one small vessel and take over. he can whip out throwing knives in a blink of an eye, and his usually glistening and attractive eyes turn hard with rage. this usually occurs when someone threatens his friends or family, and the healer in him wants to prevent any harm. he, surprisingly, doesn’t get agitated or angered when others take him as innocent, he just smiles and flashes a devious grin. but when someone threatens to revoke any requests of cuddling… then his eyes flash with the hatred of satan himself and he will give you the nastiest and heart-wrenching pout you’ve ever seen, because no one denies remai of his cuddles.

HISTORY ✴ remai has always been in a bad place, his life nothing but a sad play. it was almost pathetic how unlucky remai was, almost always getting a bad hand. the male had a rough start in life, having a mother that was almost always getting high and a father that could down a bottle of rum with the best of them. yep, that was his home sweet home, with a mother who would spend their remaining money on drugs and alcohol rather than get food or cloths. the only happy salvation from the constant fights and occasional swings from his father was his little brother, rin. rin was around three years younger than him, and was the most precious thing the slums had harbored. remai loved rin with all of his heart, willing to do anything to keep that little ray of shine shine away from the darkness of the world. and for a long time he did just that, and everything seemed to be livable. that was, until the accident. police found remai’s mother buying from a long-wanted dealer and was arrested, soon weeding out her alcoholic partner and her two young sons who were only ten and seven.

soon after, remai and rin were taken to an orphanage, seeing as their father and mother soon died trying to escape prison or killing themselves from severe withdrawal. they were alone in the world, the two brothers, yet at least they had each other. remai and rin learned the hard way of how an orphanage works, that you ether follow the strict schedule or you get punished, and both were avidly getting punished. it was still better then being with his parents, remai thought. fast forward a year, where remai is eleven and rin is eight, it was the saddest day remai could remember. rin was finally adopted by a nice couple up in the suburbs, pulling remai’s sweet little angel away and into a much better place. their departure was short lived, filled with kicks and tears and desperate grabbing hands to hold onto each other… the last thing remai could remember is rin reaching out to him as he was dragged out the run down wooden doorway.

in a desperate attempt to find his brother, remai escaped that dastardly orphanage and traveled the slums barefoot and in nothing but rags, yet that didn’t stop him from searching for his sunshine. days, weeks, months passed and remai was loosing hope, loosing weight, loosing life. heck, he might of died that week if a gang of teenagers didn’t find him coiled up in a box for warmth. heck, he may have wanted to die after he would find out what they planned on doing. teaching the now twelve year old survival skills, like proper use and technique of using a switchblade or hunting for birds and rats, or even how to start a fire with live electrical wires. yet those weren’t the only things he was taught, for the boys thought that remai had to repay them for all they had taught him… and pleasure was the payment. they taught him that sex was also a survival tool, a way to get others to do what you want.

leaping ahead, remai was the best and toughest guy around. you just didn’t f.uck with him. with a body filled with tattoos and a snarled smirk, he was feared. he was respected. he had no luck of finding his little brother, and he had stopped trying after year two had passed. remai figured that he was in a better place now. one with a loving family and a warm house. unlike his little alleyway hideout that was his sh.it of a home. remai wasn’t in a gang, more along the lines as a missionary, and he liked it like that. until he met the boy that had his heart pounding so hard in his chest that it could crack a ribcage… elias. damn that boy could slice n’ dice with the best of them. long story short, they fell in love. teenage love that is, one that was fast and hard (just how remai liked it *wink wink*). elias reminded remai of his brother in a way, how he was just his world. yet his world came crumbling down when he and elias stumbled upon the wrong people who stabbed elias, left him bleeding out in remai’s arms as he tried to help but didn’t know how. loosing the love of his life.

that was what turn remai from a fighter to a healer.

he stole books on survival guides and healing, poking his head in the community college science department when that classes for med students went on. he was like a sponge to learn everything he could to heal, and he was an excellent one at that. soon he went from feared missionary to slum ‘healer’. gangs from around town saw him for a cheep payment to get fixed up, and for once remai didn’t feel useless… for once he felt needed. having the experience with sneaking around the orphanage and the slums he knew how to quietly crouch with the best of them, and with the knowledge and experience of wielding knives and guns under his belt he was an unflinching killer, yet what made him valuable was his extensive knowledge and skill on healing. so maybe that’s why he was invited to join those ten assassins. remai would never know. all he knew was that he was a valued healer… and also the groups go-to guy if they were desperate for a quick bang. he probably slept with everyone in the group if he recalled correctly… give or take a few.

after the group split up, remai had one thing on his mind and that was rin. rin. rin. he needed to find his brother, he needed to know if he was alive and okay and just still his little ball of sunshine. so he searched, and searched, and searched. until he found him. he was attending college still, what a cutie. reuniting with his brother was the best thing that ever happened to remai, and the pair grew up to be roommates in a decent apartment and filling in the gaps of time they missed while they were apart. they were two faces of different worlds, yet that didn’t drive a wedge between their love.

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LIFESTYLE ✴ just making his way through a job as a trauma nurse and protecting and loving his sweet lil’ bro bro.
CURRENT RESIDENCE ✴ used to live with his brother in an apartment.

CLOTHING STYLE ✴ tight white shirts with black graphics on them that cling to every curve and muscle, a leather jacket thrown over his shoulders loosely and jeans held up by a belt, chains wrapped around his neck
FAVE BANDS & ARTISTS ✴ despite his edgy look and teasingly playful personality, remi actually likes paramore, echosmith, and american authors.
HOBBIES ✴ does cuddling count as a hobby?
TALENTS & SKILLS [color=#EEE0E5]✴ isn’t the best but pretty skilling in knife-wielding and is the best healer around. he can also tie a cherry stem into a knot and is the best smol lil’ cuddler ever.

DISORDERS/DISABILITIES [color=#EEE0E5]✴ ptsd
FEARS [color=#EEE0E5]✴ loosing someone he cares about or loves in his arms when he could of helped
WEAKNESSES [color=#EEE0E5]✴ loneliness is one of his biggest fears, he has trouble coping with the repetitive fear of being abandoned

JasonIsDumb · Mar 6th 2016

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NAME ORIGINATION ✴ French and English
NAME MEANING ✴ "Light" and her last name is pretty obvious
NICKNAMES ✴ Goldilocks (she hates it but people call her it just to get on her nerves), Lucy

AGE ✴ 25
DATE OF BIRTH ✴ March 3rd
PLACE OF ORIGIN ✴ Hollywood, California

SEX ✴ Female
GENDER ✴ Woman
PRONOUNS ✴ She, her

FACE ✴ Elizabeth Harnois
RANK ✴ Other
WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU SAW ✴ They Russians set fire to her grand collection of instruments and she was forced to watch it slowly burn.
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sick of feeling used

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if you wanna break these walls down

[justify]PERSONALITY TRAITS ✴ Bleeding Heart - Cynical - Diligent - Musical - Thoughtful - Tries Her Best to Be Good

FULL PERSONALITY ✴ Lucille always wanted a simple life. She wanted to play her music, maybe meet a special guy, and die peacefully. Her overall personality reflects these simple wishes. It doesn't mean she's not interesting, it just means she found her calling, and didn't want much more than it.
To begin, Lucille has always been a bit of a bleeding heart, meaning she's way too empathetic for her own good. She feels the emotions of other people-- their pain, their fear, their love. This makes her hesitant to do things that would hurt people and sometimes it makes question her actions overall with the big question-- What if that had been me? Although she has this very soft moral compass, she struggles to follow it.
Another thing you should know about Lucille is that she can be awfully cynical sometimes. This can also make her very timid and fearful in certain situations. Lucille is always that person to consider the worst case scenario. She likes to think of this trait more as realism, but others would see it as pessimism and backwards-naivety. Sometimes this works in her favor, and sometimes it doesn't.
No matter what Lucille feels or thinks about something, if she needs to get it done, she will get it done alone, and hates having to let others' pull her wait. While others may be okay with trusting other people to help them, do something for them, or just overall rely on them and have faith in them, that's not Lucille. She likes the security of being able to do everything by herself. Some people may mistake her for a loner because of this trait, but it's not that she doesn't enjoy the company of other people, it's just that when it comes to work, she likes to be by herself. The only exception is when she is playing in the orchestra.
Lucille loves music, and it shows in pretty much everything she does and says. She talks steadily as if to a beat and moves rhythmically, as if a song was playing in the background. She often imagines music in the background of everyday tasks if she's not already actually playing it, and will often hum tunes to herself when she's bored.
As you might've been able to figure out from her cynical trait, Lucille is no where near brainless. She is a very thoughtful and inquisitive person, always thinking through things with the perfect balance of object and subject, logic and emotion, and brain and heart. She questions everything and is the type to let her mind wonder and be a bit absent minded.
Lucille is very normal and practical in certain aspects, especially in the aspect that she has a conscious (bleeding heart) and tries her best to be an overall good person. She tries to justify everything she does that might be bad and feels good about everything she does that is considered good. Although she finds it very difficult, she does her best to justify all the hitman-related things she's done and been involved in, and often finds herself upset or angry about something she did. She's not your typical, cold-blooded killer.

HISTORY ✴ Lucille was born a position where she was expected to do something big and to want something big. Her rich parents dreamed of her standing out-- becoming and actress, a model, or maybe an icon of some sort. However, Lucille quickly realized growing up that she wasn't built for that. She found solace in music, and managed to let herself trust the comfort of the orchestra. She learned many, many instruments, from flute to cello to guitar. She even found herself to be quite the singer. She was instantly in love with every new instrument she learned. Her parents wanted her to get into a crowded studio, record something, and distribute it to millions. Lucille, however, didn't. She wanted to just play music, possibly in a small group or an orchestra, in a theater in front of a crowd of ten thousand people. But still, nothing too big. At eighteen, she moved out and moved into an apartment in New York, and started to play gigs at quant and big places alike. She wasn't a huge celebrity and she wasn't making tons of money off of it, but to her, she was living the dream.
She met a few guys, got together, and broke up. She made a few friends, hung out, and overall had fun with this nice, quiet life. And she slowly built up her grand collection of all instruments and all of their variants. Then, that all changed. One day, walking home from a concert, she was jumped by a masked mugger. Instead of giving up the only belonging she had with her at the time, her priced clarinet, she panicked, fought back and ended up accidentally killing her attacker. It turns out her 'attacker' was just a teenage boy playing a joke. She was horrified by what she'd done and went home, leaving the body in the alleyway. She got a phone call from a strange man saying that he had seen what she had done and that he would tell the police if she didn't comply with a request he had for her. He claimed he saw the way she took the boy, who was larger than her, down with such grace and ease. He said he knew that she had the perfect killer instinct by the way she killed that boy and wanted her to work with him as a henchman and hit woman of sorts.
Lucille panicked and agreed, and started doing more and more dirty jobs for the man, digging her hole deeper and deeper until it was too much. She cut connections with her employer and ran away, starting a new life in the woods of Blue Ridge, Georgia, living off of her parents' wealth. It was nothing but her and her instruments in the mountains and she loved it. But somehow, Russian men who were close to one of her victims found out her location and paid her a visit. They tied her down, beat her, and then burned her priceless grand collection of instruments. Every. Last. One. Lucille never wanted revenge so badly in her life, and quite frankly, she is scaring herself with how badly she wants to get back at the Russians. But she has to, and her 'killer instinct' is starting to return to her.

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LIFESTYLE ✴ Fairly quiet, watch TV, read books, play music up in her cabin in the mountains
CURRENT RESIDENCE ✴ A cabin in the mountains of Blue Ridge, Georgia

CLOTHING STYLE ✴ Reserved, simple, but still stylish
FAVE BANDS & ARTISTS ✴ Clean Bandit, Lana Del Rey, Troye Sivan
HOBBIES ✴ Reading, chess, hiking
TALENTS & SKILLS ✴ She can play a bunch of instruments, probably like every one you've heard of multiplied by ten, including the voice
She is amazingly resourceful and independent, as well as a good fighter and physically capable

DISORDERS/DISABILITIES [color=#EEE0E5]✴ None
FEARS [color=#EEE0E5]✴ Being evil, God being real
WEAKNESSES [color=#EEE0E5]✴ She has a conscious, is still a small girl, and tends to lack assertiveness or fearlessness
STRENGTHS [color=#EEE0E5]✴ She is amazingly resourceful, analytical and independent, as well as a good fighter and physically capable for her size

Arthur Morgan · Mar 6th 2016

guardian ahh yes he look so good ;-; <333
hmm.. sense you asked to reserve it first I'll reserve it for you

@cyanlist
guardian reserved it before you...
if you really want that spot I can make a extra medic if you want
it doesn't bother me to do so <3

guardian. · Mar 6th 2016

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cyantist · Mar 6th 2016

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i'd be happy to make her a spy it's no problem
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Arthur Morgan · Mar 6th 2016

okay <3

Seventh Lunatic · Mar 6th 2016

Ok I'm almost done, since I finished my personality and stuff, but all I need is my history. I had it all down and then I pressed the wrong button and it erased it all ;-;

Arthur Morgan · Mar 6th 2016

I like her tbh <33 the history isn't mandatory if you don't want to put a whole history in it, some bullet points of important events would be okay n.n

@everyone
I don't want everyone's character to have the same thing. and what I mean is 'the last thing I saw was my boyfriend/girlfriend get killed' sorta thing, it gets kinda boring when everyone's character has the same thing you know? make it different, make it exciting!!

cleo . · Mar 6th 2016

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NAME ORIGINATION ✴ latin
NAME MEANING ✴ greatest
NICKNAMES ✴ max preferred, maxie

AGE ✴ twenty-six
DATE OF BIRTH ✴ april third
PLACE OF ORIGIN ✴ beaufort, south carolina

SEX ✴ feminine
GENDER ✴ feminine
PRONOUNS ✴ she, her, hers

FACE ✴ amber heard
RANK ✴ other
WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU SAW ✴ the russians burning her home down, her family tied to their beds inside.
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ROMANTIC PREFERENCE ✴ masculine
RELATIONSHIP STATUS ✴ single
LOVE INTEREST(S) ✴ none
ANY PAST RELATIONSHIPS ✴ a handful, generally insignificant
TURN ONS ✴ powerful men, rough kissing, sudden physical intimacy, teasing
TURN OFFS ✴ submissive men, shy men, gentle touches

FAMILY ✴ melissa prescott, mother. jackson prescott, father. jackson prescott junior, brother. umbrielle prescott, counsin. mary-alice prescott, grandmother. all deceased.
PETS ✴ fluffy, dog, passed away four months prior
FRIENDS ✴ most of the group, unspoken
ENEMIES ✴ the russians
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FULL PERSONALITY ✴ it's important to note that, in regards to max, you'll only ever know the pieces of her that she allows you to.
to many, she's a sweetheart. the classic southern belle, with a thick accent and a bright smile, there are few things more innocent then the wide blue eyes of this blonde. it's hard to feel anything but awe around a girl so perfect she couldn't be human. she has a smile that wins over just about any man she wants, and it would seem she is unaware of the spell she casts.
but that isn't max.
there's the girl that only her lovers may meet. the girl who is never satisfied, who doesn't make love, but sex. she doesn't cuddle or hold hands, and she pretends she doesn't know you on the street. she's far from the kind girl everyone else see's, but there's an unspoken challenge about her that makes her a drug, impossible to let go of.
but that isn't max.
max is the girl who dropped out of high school on her sixteenth birthday, the girl who kills without a second thought. the girl who couldn't tell you how to find the square root of a number, but could kill a dozen men with a butter knife. she's dangerous, stubborn, an insubordinate. she's the girl who will take any distraction to forget the things she's done.
max is an actress and the world is her stage. she is whatever the situation calls for, whatever she needs to be for those around her to accept her - be it a ruthless killer or a sweet waitress.

HISTORY ✴ max was the second child born to the prescott family. they were perfect, at first. with a perfect little suburban house, the charming son and the darling daughter. for the first eight years of her life, max lived a life so many children only dream of.
it was the summer after she had turned eight, having just graduated from third grade. max was walking with her brother to visit their grandmother through the small patch of woods at the edge of town. the trees were lush, the forest thick. her brother, fourteen by then, was texting his girlfriend and didn't notice when max wandered off of the path. right into the woods. right to the body of the man who had been executed.
max would later learn that it was the mafia from a few towns over. they'd taken the man to the woods where nobody could hear the thunder of the gunshot.
when her brother found her, max stood in front of the man, wiping a drop of blood from his forehead, in a trance. he pulled her away, called the police, and during the entire ordeal, she remained silent, contemplating the situation. thinking about life and death and afterlife. at that moment, she decided that there couldn't be a god or a heaven, that it was al bullshit.
after that day, max was very different. to adults, she plastered on the innocent, wide-eyed smile to get out of anything. she went to sunday school and did her homework. to her peers, she quickly became the troublemaker. she was the child who lit the fires, who started rumors.
once middle school rolled around, puberty coming with it, boys quickly began to fall for both sides of the now gorgeous max. there was the sweet girl that all of their parents loved, and the bad girl that brought a sense of danger to the small town. with the newfound attention, max quickly lost interest in school, often scraping by with d's.
her parents were unhappy with max's performance, deeming her an embarrassment. her brother had gone off to yale to become a doctor, like their father, while she would be lucky to even pass. at thirteen, her parents gladly released her into her grandmothers custody. her grandmother seemed to realize that max wasn't like jackson; she wasn't designed for books and math equations. she was signed up for martial arts, and spent her free time playing with her grandmothers knives and practicing shooting.
at fifteen, her cousin, umbrielle, came to live with them after her parents death in a car accident. umbrielle was two years older than her, but the two quickly became best friends. just weeks after joining the household, umbrielle was raped after a football game.
it's not known exactly what happened. only that the boy was found in his home the next day, beaten to death and a particular appendage removed. max showed up home, covered in blood, unsure of what happened before.
at the age of sixteen, max dropped out of high school. the next night, she packed a suitcase and left.
the next few years were spent doing a variety of different activities. working in a carnival in canada, modeling in new york, robbing homes on the english countryside.
after a few years, she found herself in the group. it was the only place she was able to be herself, not needing to parade around as the sweet southern belle. despite not wanting to, she grew to love most of the members as a part of her family.
upon the group splitting, she returned home to her grandmother. her parents had passed away not long after she'd gone missing, her mother by cancer and her father in a car accident. her brother hadn't taken the news well, killing himself days later. her grandmother was now far too old to work, umbrielle stricken with a brain tumor that had her bed ridden.
the next few years passed in a dull, eventless blur. she picked up a job as a waitress, having a handful of flings, none of which stuck around for very long.
having returned from work one night exhausted, she was asleep in her car when she woke up to the sound of the window breaking. they pulled her from the little station wagon, forced her to kneel in the gravel and watch as her home was burned down. listen to her grandmother and cousin scream from inside, tied to their beds.
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LIFESTYLE ✴ quiet, residing in her grandmothers rural country home
CURRENT RESIDENCE ✴ beauford, south carolina

CLOTHING STYLE ✴ with her family, she generally sticks to shorts and tee-shirts, flip flops. with the group, tight black pants and black or white tank tops, boots.
FAVE BANDS & ARTISTS ✴ any country music
HOBBIES ✴ shooting, fighting, men, cooking
TALENTS & SKILLS ✴ max is remarkably skilled at turning just about anything into a weapon; excellent cook; sharp shooter; picks up languages easily.

DISORDERS/DISABILITIES [color=#EEE0E5]✴ dyslexia
FEARS [color=#EEE0E5]✴ being powerless, the unknown, never dying
WEAKNESSES [color=#EEE0E5]✴ reading, mental games, insubordinate
STRENGTHS [color=#EEE0E5]✴ lying, charming people, fighting

Arthur Morgan · Mar 6th 2016

by the looks of it she's done <33 she's accepted thanks for joing <3

guardian. · Mar 6th 2016

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Arthur Morgan · Mar 6th 2016

okay! take your time n.n
~~cant wait to see him finished tbh hehe n.n~~

~AkiraSoul~ · Mar 6th 2016

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I have a long way to go but why am I running in place?

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I scream out of frustration but the empty air echos

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I hope tomorrow will be different from today

[justify]PERSONALITY TRAITS ✴ Tricky, cheerful, violent, disturbingly sweet, weird way of thinking, childishly cruel, schizophrenic

FULL PERSONALITY ✴ He is a very interesting person. He is usually kind to people, but in the end will give off this aura of violence and complete fear. He is very oblivious to the fact that he is violent, and is childishly cruel to most of his friends. He always has something weird to tell everyone. From personal stories to confessions, it's always disturbing and makes everything awkward between him and the person he talks to. Even so, he just loves encouraging people and attempting to give off a good vibe even though he is just making himself look weird.

HISTORY ✴
He was born without knowing anything of his father, who left the family when he was little. He always thought the reason was because his father died, but his mother said that was not the case. When Minseok was still quite young, he would act up a lot and every single thing bothered him. His life was starting to turn into a complete mess, usually being sent home or straight to a mental institution.

Fast forward to him at the mental institution. He was told by his mother and the doctors that he had schizophrenia, and that was the reason he would act up and become the maniac he wish he wasn't. That led to Minseok feeling unwanted by his mother, and as if he was not perfect. He then decided he was going to just run away to live in the mental institution with the doctors and the other insane people.

Minseok later on found a group of kids that he would die to be friends with. Since he was a little lonely, he was told by his doctor he needed to socialize and fit in with the rest of the crowd. The six other kids he attempted to be friends with accepted him for who he was, due to that they knew what he was going through. Minseok and his six new friends became a squad of "unshakable" boys. Their thoughts were always different from everyone else in the institution, and they were pretty much the rebels there.

Minseok fell in love with one of his friends, who is now in an unknown condition. The two were together for a really long time, and they spent a lot of their time together. But, that didn't mean that they ditched the other members of their mini squad. They all still went on with their crazy mental lives until of course, the Russians came. After that, nothing else was really the same for poor Minseok.

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LIFESTYLE ✴ His lifestyle is really weird. He decided that he would find a place for himself, a small little house. He usually just sits around and finds things to do. Or, he just goes to the urban areas and sings.
CURRENT RESIDENCE ✴ A small cottage-like place in a forest neighborhood. (Still living his life in S. Korea)

CLOTHING STYLE ✴ Extremely dorky. He loves the color pink, and he always tries to add some type of cute thing to make him stand out. He also is obsessed with sweaters and scarves.
FAVE BANDS & ARTISTS ✴ He is a big fan of 4minute, for that he finds them attractive and impressive. He also is a fan of the artist Hong Jinyoung, and usually sings the song Love Battery a lot. Oh yeah, he also taught himself English, so he really likes Panic! At the Disco.
HOBBIES ✴ Singing, sleeping, going on the computer to look at things, his guitarrrrr
TALENTS & SKILLS ✴ Singing, playing guitar

DISORDERS/DISABILITIES [color=#EEE0E5]✴ He is a schizophrenic.
FEARS [color=#EEE0E5]✴ The hallucinations he sees, losing everyone, making people sad or afraid of him
WEAKNESSES [color=#EEE0E5]✴ focusing, keeping calm in dangerous situations, keeping quiet
STRENGTHS [color=#EEE0E5]✴ can scare people easily, can trick people with his innocent looks, and of course his violence