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Posted: Mon, 08/05/2023 22:52 (1 Year ago)

Andrea holds open her book, pointing to a page depicting a woman casting a spell that created a half ice, half snow sphere, which was then, according to the text, suppose to just vaporise into thin air. “See, this spell is interesting, but it isn’t the easiest either. I can’t seem to get it to form the way it’s instructed. I’ve only ever managed to do one component at a time, either ice or snow.” Just then, a large-ish wolf with black fur comes bounding up to Andrea, a flute in its mouth. “Natalia? Put down my flute, it’s gonna break!” She looks apologetically at Eris, before beginning a tug of war with the wolf, trying to pull the flute away. She eventually succeeds, grimacing as she wraps her flute in a cloth, spritzing it with something that smelled like strawberries and whipped cream, to get rid of the….wolf drool. “Sorry about that. As I was saying, I think my problem is either with the incantation of the spell, or the temperatures. What do you think?”

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Posted: Mon, 08/05/2023 12:55 (1 Year ago)
Andrea was stuck. No matter which way she turned her book, recited the spell, it still wasn’t working. So she picked up her books, heading over to a random room. Knocking sharply on Eris’s door, a shaky, nervous voice calls out. “Umm…hi? Could you perhaps…help me with something? I’m pre-reading a book about spells, and I can’t seem to cast this one. It’s particularly tricky.” She stands outside Eris’s rooms, awkwardly standing in the Frost Dragon corridors as she waited for a reply.

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Posted: Sun, 07/05/2023 23:28 (1 Year ago)
Andrea enters the Frost Dragon common rooms, having kept silent throughout the feast. She nods to her house members, before entering her room. She locks the door behind her with an audible click, before taking out a thick stack of notes. She huffs, flipping to a page with crazed scrawls all over neat printed text, sitting cross legged before the book. A glowing glyph appears, and the already cold room seems to become colder, to the point where it was almost burning. So little time to practice her magic….abysmal as it was.

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Posted: Sun, 07/05/2023 22:56 (1 Year ago)
completed!

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Posted: Sun, 07/05/2023 22:53 (1 Year ago)
Lilith snaps her fingers, a doll appearing in her palm. She beheads the doll with a needle, revealing a five minute timer. “It’s a bomb. We could use it, but I’d rather we not risk the lives of the innocent, as well as the land that does not belong to us.” She ponders for a bit, then speaks again. “What if….he’s using the Saint Deity as a shield? Then these kinds of attacks wouldn’t work, would they? Is Legion even susceptible to these attacks in the first place?”

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Posted: Fri, 05/05/2023 04:41 (1 Year ago)

“I…expected more of a challenge, but you’ll do, I suppose.”
Name: Andrea
Age: 16 but looks 14
Description:
Personality: INTJ The Intellectual | 5w4 The Philosopher

She is confident, analytical, and ambitious in their behavior. Andrea loves to pursue knowledge and tend to be very logically minded. She tends to listen to her strong intuition and loves to see how everything connects together. She is focused on the bigger picture and may overlook small details.
Intellectuals are very logical and rational. She bases her decisions on what makes sense and might have a harder time connecting emotionally. Andrea is organized and prefer following a plan, loving to set and achieve goals.
Probably one of the more mentally unstable ones, Andrea is narcissistic and passive aggressive. She is described as a cynical, sadistic and psychopathic person, having long lost the very essence of what it means to be human. She is smart, not just in terms of intellect but also street smarts. But above all, she is manipulative. Is she ever truly on anyone’s side? She can be a saint, she can be a devil, a sweetheart or a monster, depending on her audience.
Honey-tongued, overachiever, narcissistic, logical, manipulative, Andrea is the literal definition of a a wolf in sheep’s clothing. Whilst many can beat her in strength and magical prowess, there are very few who can compare to her level of shrewdness and cunning. Many have fallen for, and before her, and only the best of the best can see through her lies. Andrea is insistent on taking as many classes as she can, and seems pretty determined to bite off more than she can chew. Hence, she harnessed her time magic to allow her more time to study for all subjects. Many have reported seeing her in two places at once, which she never bothers to explain.
House: Frost Dragon
Magic Type: Ice Magic, and a bit of Chaos-Time Magic
Class List: Weaponry, Alchemy, Spells, Dueling(Optional), Forging(Optional), Music(Optional), Poisons(Optional), Merchantry(Optional), Art (Optional), Leadership(Optional)
Backstory: [tbd]
Other: has a pet wolf named Natalia, and a flute


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Posted: Wed, 26/04/2023 10:53 (1 Year ago)


In another world, unlike that of humans, live the faes. They live in a utopia, a society void of any hate, anger or sadness. Everyone is equal, and this world is perfectly safe, free from all harm and danger, free from chaos. Everyone abides by the law, and it is a world of order. Everyone lives in harmony, and they are all cherished members of society. Pride, Greed, Wrath, Envy, Sloth, Gluttony and Lust are all heavily frowned upon in this world, with those who commit said crimes being banished to the human world, though of course that rarely happens. As for human issues such as hunger, pollution, poverty, they are all non-existent. There is no wealth inequality, everyone being gifted enough currency upon birth to last their entire life. They are technologically advanced yet environmentally friendly, a world that humans could only dream of. Yet perfection is impossible without unwavering compliance. The utopia of the faes comes at a price. One of freedom and privacy, of control and willpower. But who needs willpower when this world is perfect? Why would you ever want to think for yourself and make the wrong choice? Wouldn’t it be better to live in a world free of the constant worry of making the wrong choice? And so the majority of the faes conform to wearing an anklet. An anklet that tracks their every action, their every step. One that records down all their offenses, infringing onto their personal space. Once even the smallest mistake is made, you are bound by the anklet, nothing more than a lifeless husk, unable to grow and develop from your errors. And should she decree it, all will be at her command with the click of a button, whether you like it or not. The anklet holds immense power, but it is ultimately for the wellbeing of the people- the greater good.

But even amongst this paradise, those who have seen the world and its leader for what they truly are. Those that will rise up to rebel, to fight for what they believe in. Those who rather live in an imperfect world than a repressed one.

This roleplay is based off my two main OCs, Andrea and Jasmine. Andrea is the leader of the Faes, and Jasmine is the leader of the rebels. It is set in a fantasy world, hence powers will be allowed. Naturally, the Faes have enhanced physical abilities, and increased intellect, as compared to those of humans. Do be aware that you may roleplay as a human, but your capabilities will be more limited, due to your lack of powers. Should you want to be a close ally of either sister, please Palpad me and we can work things out!


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No bunnying
No OP characters
All PH rules apply
Romance is allowed, but shouldn’t be the main plot
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This is a semi-lit roleplay, meaning I expect to see short paragraphs per post, around three to four sentences. We’ll be moving rather slowly, due to everyone’s busy schedules. Though of course, I don’t expect long essays or paragraph that could climb Mt Everest.

No controlling other people’s characters
e.g “A slapped B hard across the face, causing blood to trickle down from her cheek” This is NOT allowed, as you are already determining the other characters reaction without giving them a chance
e.g “A lunged towards B, hand raised, ready to slap B” this is acceptable :)



It’s still a works in progress, but feel free to sign up!

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Posted: Sun, 23/04/2023 14:31 (1 Year ago)
character wip

ɴᴀᴍᴇ: ᴅᴇꜱᴅᴇᴍᴏɴᴀ ʟɪʟɪᴛʜ
ᴀʟɪᴀꜱ: ᴛʜᴇ ɢɪʀʟ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍɪʀʀᴏʀ | ᴛʜᴇ ᴇʏᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴇᴘʜᴏɴᴇ | ɢʀɪᴇꜰ
ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇꜱꜱᴇꜱ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴄʀʏ - ᴀᴠɪᴠᴀ
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ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ: ꜰᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ
ʟɪᴋᴇꜱ: ʙɪʀᴅꜱ | ᴄᴀʀᴅꜱ | ʟɪʟɪᴇꜱ
ᴅɪꜱʟɪᴋᴇꜱ: ᴍɪʀʀᴏʀꜱ | ʟᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ | ᴍᴇɴ
ʙᴀᴄᴋꜱᴛᴏʀʏ: ᴀɴ ᴀɴɢᴇʟ ʀɪᴘᴘᴇᴅ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʜᴇᴀᴠᴇɴ, ꜱᴇɴᴛ ᴀꜱ ᴀ ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛᴏʀ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴛᴀʟ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ. ᴄᴜʀꜱᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴛʀᴀᴘᴘᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴍɪʀʀᴏʀ, ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ ᴄʀɪᴍᴇ ꜱʜᴇ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴄᴏᴍᴍɪᴛᴛᴇᴅ. ᴛʀᴀᴘᴘᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜɪɴ ɢʟᴀꜱꜱ, ꜱʜᴇ ꜱʜᴀʀᴇꜱ ʜᴇʀ ᴡɪꜱᴅᴏᴍ ᴛᴏ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴏꜱᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ʟɪꜱᴛᴇɴ, ᴄʀʏɪɴɢ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ɪꜱ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ. ᴏɴᴇ ᴅᴀʏ ꜱʜᴇ ꜰᴀʟʟꜱ ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ, ʙʀᴇᴀᴋɪɴɢ ꜰʀᴇᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍɪʀʀᴏʀ’ꜱ ᴄᴜʀꜱᴇ ʏᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴛᴀʟꜱ ʀᴇɢᴀʀᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʀɪɴɢᴇʀ ᴏꜰ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ, ᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀᴅꜱ ꜱʜᴇ ꜱᴘᴇᴀᴋ ᴀʀᴇɴ’ᴛ ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇᴀʀ. ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀʀᴇɴ’ᴛ ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀꜱᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ꜰᴀɪʀʏ ᴛᴀʟᴇꜱ, ꜱᴏ ᴛʜᴇʏ ꜱᴇɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴘɪᴇʀᴄᴇ ʜᴇʀ ᴇʏᴇꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍɪʀʀᴏʀ ꜱʜᴀʀᴅꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀʟʟ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʟᴏꜱᴛ, ʜᴇʀ ᴋɪɴᴅɴᴇꜱꜱ ᴅᴇꜱᴘɪꜱᴇᴅ, ꜱʜᴇ ʟᴏꜱᴇꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴛᴏ ɢᴜɪᴅᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏꜱᴛ. ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇɴ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ꜱʜᴇ ʀᴏᴀᴍꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴀʀᴛʜ, ᴛᴏ ʙʀɪɴɢ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴘʟᴀɢᴜᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇᴀʟ ʜᴇʀ ʜᴜʀᴛ


𝑨 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝒃𝒊𝒓𝒅 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒑𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒅
𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒂𝒕𝒔 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔
𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒅𝒊𝒑𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒏 𝒓𝒂𝒚𝒔
𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒌𝒚.
𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒂 𝒃𝒊𝒓𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒔 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒘 𝒄𝒂𝒈𝒆
𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒅𝒐𝒎 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒆
𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒄𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒊𝒆𝒅
𝒔𝒐 𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈.
𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒊𝒓𝒅 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂 𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒍𝒍
𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒖𝒏𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍
𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒖𝒏𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒍
𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒊𝒓𝒅 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒅𝒐𝒎.
𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝒃𝒊𝒓𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒛𝒆
𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒔
𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒎𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒏 𝒂 𝒅𝒂𝒘𝒏 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒍𝒂𝒘𝒏
𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒌𝒚 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒘𝒏.
𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒂 𝒄𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒊𝒓𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒔
𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒘 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝒂 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎
𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒄𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒊𝒆𝒅
𝒔𝒐 𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈.
𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒊𝒓𝒅 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂 𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒍𝒍
𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒖𝒏𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍
𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒖𝒏𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒍
𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒊𝒓𝒅 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒅𝒐𝒎.


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Posted: Sat, 08/04/2023 04:29 (1 Year ago)
Location:Outside Couriway Hotel

When Jasmine next opened her eyes, she was lying inelegantly on a park bench. Getting up hastily, she dusted off her dress, hoping that no one had seen her. For how long had she been lying there? How embarrassing. Oh….and what a curious dream she had. Jasmine had dreamt many curious and fantastical dreams before, but none of them compared to the one she just woke up from. Perhaps she was delusional, and she’d actually wake up soon…..No, it couldn’t be. Call it wishful thinking, but somehow, Jasmine knew that she had survived the explosion. She recollected her senses and looked around. This was most likely Couriway Town, she decided. Despite being from Kalos herself, she’d never been good at geography, and sucked with directions. She’d always depended on Andrea to decide where to go……..

Damnit…where was her Pokémon? There was Kaili, hovering in the air, with Chloe sitting below her, licking her paws. Seeing that she was awake, the two approached her, the Kirila flying in happy circles around Jasmine. The girl smiled, before looking around for the other two. She didn’t have to look far, as Zoey bounded into view, a berry between its paws. “Zoey, where did you get that from?” asks Jasmine. The Axew doesn’t reply, instead happily continuing to munch on the berry. Clara isn’t far behind either, trumpeting loudly in greeting. Jasmine sighs, scooping Clara and Zoey into her arms, gesturing for the other two to follow her.

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Posted: Fri, 07/04/2023 04:02 (1 Year ago)
"This is the weave of the world. This is reality. Everything else is nothing but a by-product – random and accidental – of this movement, and this combining of atoms. "

animal farm - BIBI
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Name: Andrea
Gender + Pronouns: Female she/her
Age: 24
Canon or OC: OC
Home Region: Kalos
Any Team Affiliations: Team Flare
Pokémon Team:
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“Kaixin” Froslass | Snow Cloak | Hex | Shadow Ball | Avalanche | Thunder Wave

“Yingern” Liepard | Limber | Snarl | Payback | Charm | Dark Pulse

“Hui” Gorebyss | Swift Swim | Water Gun | Psychic | Confusion | Draining Kiss

“Kayle” Litwick | Flame Body | Ember | Flame Burst | Flame Charge | Astonish

“Sabrina” Drifloon | Aftermath | Hex | Shadow Ball | Ominous Wind | Icy Wind

“Faith” Tsareena | Queenly Majesty | Trop Kick | High Jump Kick | Play Rough | U-turn

Appearance: like Jasmine but the front part of her hair + tips is white, and her eyes are void of emotions
Personality:

INTJ The Intellectual | 5w4 The Philosopher

She is confident, analytical, and ambitious in their behavior. Andrea loves to pursue knowledge and tend to be very logically minded. She tends to listen to her strong intuition and loves to see how everything connects together. She is focused on the bigger picture and may overlook small details.
Intellectuals are very logical and rational. She bases her decisions on what makes sense and might have a harder time connecting emotionally. Andrea is organized and prefer following a plan, loving to set and achieve goals.
Probably one of the more mentally unstable ones, Andrea is narcissistic and passive aggressive. She is described as a cynical, sadistic and psychopathic person, having long lost the very essence of what it means to be human. She is smart, not just in terms of intellect but also street smarts. But above all, she is manipulative. Is she ever truly on anyone’s side? She can be a saint, she can be a devil, a sweetheart or a monster, depending on her audience.
General Skillset: Master manipulator, liar and extremely stealthy. Andrea’s the typical high school popular mean girl, with dazzling good looks and a (fake) charming personality. When with Team Flare, she sounds unhinged and psychotic, and loves playing dumb to gain whatever information she can.
Weaknesses/Flaws: Jealousy can get the better of her, and she tends to express concerning thoughts, even for Team Flare members. She prefers working alone, and hence does not have many friends
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Posted: Thu, 06/04/2023 14:00 (1 Year ago)
Jasmine had died. She was sure of it. The world had come to an end as the machine exploded or whatever. She was dead. And yet she was dreaming. Jasmine found herself amongst a field of lilies. How ironic. Wasn’t she dead? Besides, the last she recalled, her name was still Jasmine. Jasmine sat up, looking around, hoping to gain some sort of clue that would enlighten her on where she was. In the distance, she spotted a weeping willow. Long, graceful tendrils formed an arch, creating a round canopy that grazed the ground gently. Light green leaves shimmered with silver, as if dipped in moonlight. Underneath it stood a humanoid figure, with wavy, cyan colored hair that reminded Jasmine of the wavy sea she used to draw when she was younger. As the woman turned, Jasmine noticed that she had two rings with vibrant red rubies on her left hand. She was wearing a plain grey frock and at the centre of her forehead was another red jewel. She looked as if she would be very pretty, yet her beauty was hidden by her weary look, as if she had carried a burden and sought desperately to lighten it. Curious, Jasmine inches closer to what she assumed was a woman.

"Wielder of Pokémon. We come seeking your aid."

The voice was soft, and tired, as if she was straining to get the words out. “What? Why? I’m dead already, I’m sure you know that. Why me?” Jasmine asks, backing away now. No way was she going to give herself more work. Couldn’t she have some peace now that she was dead? The woman sighs, walking closer to her.

“Please, help us. Seek out the Bringer of Life and help restore balance to this ruined world. You are….special. You should have died, but yet you stand before me, alive and well. There are others- you won’t be alone in this mission. I….believe in you. Prove me right, and go save the world on my behalf. I don’t have long left, so I’m leaving you with a blessing. Make good use of it. I can’t explain further, but just trust me. You’re the only hope for the world…”

Jasmine looked uncertain, staring at the fading figure before her. She hesitated, wanting to ask this being a few more questions. Raven black eyes stared into bright yellow ones, as Jasmine clutched the hands of the fading girl. The longer she idled, the weaker the girl looked. She sighed, thinking: Here we go again. You have no idea what you’re getting yourself into, do you, Jasmine? “I will…” she agrees, reluctantly, as the girl before her closes her eyes with relief and dissipates into sparkles, calling out once more.

“Really, thank you for your help. Now you should wake- ”

Wake up? What a ridiculous idea. Wasn’t she already ‘awake’? Her eyes grew heavy with sleep, and she lay down, drifting away into reality.


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Posted: Thu, 06/04/2023 03:02 (1 Year ago)
I’d love one

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Posted: Wed, 05/04/2023 22:31 (1 Year ago)
ahh….apologies! it should work now

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Posted: Wed, 05/04/2023 10:47 (1 Year ago)
Andrea was about to drift away into slumber. She had long finished counseling the wolf. Her eyes fluttered shut, as she rested her head on her paws, letting her guard down slightly. Luck wasn’t on her side today, as she was soon awoken by the soft patter of padded paws, getting louder and louder and faster and faster. Andrea opened her eyes, just in time for a young pup to crash directly into her snout. Fool. “Sorry, Sister Andrea. Sorry sorry sorry sorry. I didn’t mean to, I promise.” Some pups had the privilege of keeping some small thing, some keepsake with them, a reminder of their past. It was their only source of light, as Andrea came to learn. A small object that they had managed to keep hidden, an object that slipped by the scrutiny of the higher ups. Whether it be a small charm, or piece of rag, or perhaps a slip of paper, they held it close to their hearts, never letting anyone know about them. Except Andrea. Andrea, the angel who listened to them. Andrea, the closest thing they would get to a mother. Andrea, the saint, the listening ear. This pup, in particular, had a small plastic butterfly charm hidden in their fur. Andrea sighs, grits her teeth and gets up into a more elegant position. She curls herself around the pup, waiting patiently, knowing sooner or later its poor ordeal would be poured out to her. True enough, the pup gets settled, and begins their story. Apparently they had to perform some complicated training of some sort, getting scolded harshly when doing it wrongly. “And- And you wouldn’t believe it, Sister Andrea! I messed up more than once, and they thought that that merited punishment! It’s so unfair! Look at my wound!” The pup gestures to a small cut, no longer than two centimeters in length, no wider than a sewing needle. Andrea laughs inwardly. That was nothing. How weak was this pup? To be complaining about a cut so minor? Clearly the pup hadn’t experienced nor witnessed a real punishment being given out. She looks down at the pup, before tenderly cleaning the wound. “Does it still hurt now, little one?” The pup walks around gingerly, before their entire face lights up, and they thank Andrea profusely as they scamper away. Andrea smiles after them, this time her smile genuine. Though it wasn’t because she was happy the pup was better- oh no. She shifts from her spot, revealing the plastic butterfly, which she had stealthily stolen whilst the pup was distracted. She grinned, as she placed the charm amongst her other stolen treasures. That would teach the little brats to trust those like her. But of course, they could never know. And soon that pup would come back running, this time complaining and weeping over their lost trinket. Then she would pretend to give them something “precious” of hers, build up that trust even more…..

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Posted: Wed, 05/04/2023 08:24 (1 Year ago)
completed!

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Posted: Tue, 04/04/2023 11:12 (1 Year ago)
"I didn’t ask for your opinion"
Name: 茉莉 (Jasmine)
Gender + Pronouns: Female she/her
Age: 24
Canon or OC: OC
Home Region: Kalos | Lumiose City
Any Team Affiliations: none
Blessed Legendary: Azelf, Bringer of Willpower
Blessing Description: Jasmine can influence a person’s drive and self-restraint. She can increase or decrease one’s motivation to do something. She can also sense one’s willpower for something, and if she chooses, shatter the will of someone, leaving them completely demotivated for the next day or so
Pokémon Team:
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“Kaili” Kirila | Dream Eater | Heal Pulse | Charm | Draining Kiss | Synchronize
Kaili was Jasmine’s first ever pokemon. Naturally, it’s also her favorite. When Jasmine was younger, she, Andrea, Kaili and (Andrea’s pokemon), would go out to play together. She reminds Jasmine of the time she used to spend with her sister, before they grew up and went their separate ways, siding against each other this time.

“Zoey” Axew | Giga Impact | Guillotine | Dragon Pulse | Swords Dance | Mold Breaker
Zoey was her third pokemon. She caught Axew on one of her journeys, and the pair became fast friends. Zoey follows Jasmime around like a puppy, bouncing along behind her, sometimes irritating Yingern. It’s safe to say that Zoey is closer to Clara, the pair often hanging out together, playing together.

“Chloe” Liepard | Night Slash | Nasty Plot | Sucker Punch | Hone Claw | Limber
Yingern, naturally, is both sneaky and aloof. She is far more reserved, and doesn’t seem to approve of the others antics. She doesn’t interact much with her teammates, but if any of Jasmine’s team, or Jasmine herself were threatened, Yingern would most definitely fight to protect them. Yingern is the only common Pokémon she and Andrea share. She was a gift from Andrea, having grown up with Jasmine ever since she was just a Purrloin.

“Clara” Phanpy | Double Edge | Last Resort | Charm | Take-down | Sand Veil
Her final Pokemon, Jasmine found the Phanpy trumpeting angrily at another pokemon. Clara is fiesty and loud, a perfect match to Zoey, and the loudest chatterbox you could possibly find. If you ever have a mission that requires stealth, shut Clara in a pokeball. She will completely ruin it otherwise.

Appearance:
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this but without the horns and wings


Personality:
INTJ | 3w4 | Sagittarius
Like Andrea, Jasmine is logical. Where she falls in intellect she makes up for in agility and other physical areas. Jasmine is more of a shadow, quiet, reserved and often unnoticeable. She is highly independent, blunt and sarcastic. However, unlike Andrea, Jasmine is creative, able to come up with different solutions to various problems. She holds her friends close, but her enemies closer. Her enemies will be killed in cold blood, the last thing they hear being Jasmine’s tinkling laughter. Jasmine does not enjoy being in her sister’s shadow, but it does makes others underestimate her, so she tolerates it. Jasmine is easily able to differentiate truth from lies, and will win any argument she can, often criticising others for making fallacious statements. She is brutally honest, and will voice her opinion if she feels like doing so. Jasmine is blunt, but not suicidal. She knows her limits, and is careful to not get herself killed. When in danger, she is the type to ensure her own safety before even thinking of saving others. After all, what good are you dead?

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General Skillset: Honey-tongued. Outwardly, Jasmine is a pleasant, well-mannered little lady whose voice is both pleasant and reassuring. She can make the conversation go the way she wants yet still make the other happy. She is also ambidextrous, able to use her left hand as well as her right. Jasmine can also contort her body to fit through small gaps.
Weaknesses/Flaws: She will feel extremely faint if she has not eaten all three meals. Sometimes, her reasoning and bluntness get the better of her, making her come across as rude.
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Posted: Mon, 03/04/2023 13:24 (1 Year ago)
Lilith hadn’t really been listening, drifting off into space with a dazed look in her eyes. In fact, she wasn’t even looking where she was going, too immersed in a dream of her own. Lena looked on worriedly at Lilith, before finally giving up and scooping her into her arms instead. Lilith snapped back to attention once they entered the room. “Oh…what will be discussing?” It appeared that she had caught the last few words that were spoken. Lena quickly explained the situation to Lilith, leaving her looking equally confused nonetheless. Lilith walked over to Lean, standing beside her as she kept her cloth wings

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Posted: Sat, 11/03/2023 07:29 (1 Year ago)
murder

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Posted: Thu, 09/03/2023 06:04 (1 Year ago)
Andrea stared at Erin, before pulling out a notepad and pencil. The first few pages were filled with crazed scrawls and blood stains. She turns to a new clean page, before writing in a minuscule scrawl. “My name is Andrea. It is nic- not nice to meet you, Erin. I hope you have the pleasantly worst day possible.” She adjusts her mask to better cover her face, before writing again. “I don’t hate you. Unless you give me a good reason too”

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Posted: Wed, 08/03/2023 22:50 (1 Year ago)
Andrea listens to Erin and Fleurine talk. From what she gathered, Fleurine was bound to be more likeable, more so than Erin. She didn’t know about the others ahead- except that the boy leading definitely liked the girl with the parasol-gun. She brushes the hands sticking out from under her dress, covering them from sight. No one needed to know what a freak she was. Walking up to Fleurine and Erin, she curtsied in greeting, the lips on her mask mirroring her expression as she smiled at them.

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