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tasha~ OFFLINE   Forum Posts: 44 |
Posted: Sun, 21/01/2024 23:24 (3 Months ago) |
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You may start your posts with background/characters heading to the reaping! [Read more] |
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tasha~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 44 |
Posted: Sun, 21/01/2024 23:22 (3 Months ago) |
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Everyone knows what today is. It’s the day of the Reaping. Where two children are ripped from their homes to participate in a gruesome fight of survival. Though it’s guaranteed to be more interesting this time, for the Capitol has realized there exist supernaturals amongst them all.  “You fried gizzard feet! You stained my dress!! The custom tailored white lace one I got from France!!! Do you even know how much it costs???” Andrea flings her silk slipper at her flustered maid. “Sorry, miss.” She replies, trembling as she fumbles into a curtsy. The frightened maid had been dealing with her mistress’s fiery temper ever since one of the other maids spilt a drop of coffee on the carpet floor— an insignificant mistake that with no doubt pushed Andrea’s mood over the edge. She scoffs, flicking a speck of dirt off her shoulder, dismissing the maid with a haughty wave. Silver and gold bracelets wrapped around pale wrists, and pretty necklaces adorned her neck. She had an abundance of gold rings on her fingers, way too dazzling and way too elegant for someone just staying at home. But then again, Andrea always did things extravagantly. Despite all the bling, she didn’t look overdressed or out of place, her home as elegant as her figure. She was wearing a poofy black dress, so wide she could hid several dead bodies under it. Underneath the curtain that was her dress, an abundance of scrap metal lay, neatly packed for whatever ingenious ideas Andrea had. However, the thing that took pride of place and bunned up her long locks of jet black hair with white streaks was a ornate Damascus knife inlaid with gold, with a blood red ruby embedded in its handle of white marble. [a little while later] Soft white silk gloves slid gently across the table’s surface. Andrea put it up to her eyes, staring at it quietly, frowning when she spotted dust on her silk glove. “Anne!! Didn’t I tell you to get someone to clean this up? There’s dust! It’s not cleaned properly” She shrieks hysterically. Another small maid wobbles over, balancing a huge pile of laundry, and apologises hurriedly, scurrying off to go get someone to clean up the speck of dirt. Andrea was partially a germaphobe, she didn’t like it when there was even the slightest mess. She whistles, summoning the head maid over, and dismissing them all to go take a break after that mess was dealt with. The head maid nods gratefully, and Andrea sighs once the maids have all returned to their quarters. She rips off her jewellery and her gloves with scorn, letting her hair loose and slipping out of her dress to reveal decently normal clothing underneath. If you considered combat wear normal clothing, that is. Andrea walks in front of her floor to ceiling mirror, swiping her blood on the small scanner hidden in the mirror, as gears softly whir to life, revealing a pristine white laboratory, with all sorts of bubbling chemical brews poofing out colorful smoke. She selects a test tube with white solution inside, and minimal effervescence. Swirling it around, she nods approvingly, before pouring it into a bowl. She then takes out a mortar and pestle, and a clump of red looking rocks. Arsenic, and red metal cinnabar. She sprinkles a few dried leaves and a bunch more powders, checking it against some sort of journal. She pours it into a flask when ready, and pockets it. Next, she takes a needle, drawing out some of her own blood, and then gently uncoiling a snake from her shoulder. “Spit” she tells the snake, and venom trickles into the test tube. She empties the blood into a separate vial, then some of the venom. She watches the blood, then dropping a few jasmine leaves in it, a special orangey-purple flower, leaf pulp, Good. The venom was no longer effective. She smiles, having gotten her desired results. She curled the albino back around her neck, labelling the test tube. She steps away from experimenting for now, hanging her coat and lab goggles, before stepping into another section of the lab, scanning her thumbprint, retina and her DNA, as a small slit in the door turned into a handle, swinging open to reveal disguises of all sorts, intricate pieces of tech and a singular, simple needlegun. She tucks a strand of her hair behind her ear, then looks out the window. Hooray for the Reaping, she supposed. She cleans up, locks everything, and with one last look, she locks the lab and steps out of the mirror. Tapping a few buttons on the small metal hummingbird, it whirred to life, following alongside her, wings flapping like a real one. With that, Andrea seemed to be satisfied, heading off to the Reaping [Read more] |
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tasha~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 44 |
Posted: Tue, 16/01/2024 23:56 (3 Months ago) |
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“But a bird that stalks down her narrow cage can seldom see through her bars of rage. Her wings are clipped and her feet are tied” Behind the glass wall, a zombie paced. Back and forth across the carpet. White hollow eyes, flesh gone in certain places, strands of red hair atop a mutilated head. Where the skin had peeled, sat rotted sinew and tissue now softer than mud. Occasionally, decaying flesh slipped off the still-solid skeleton. This small room seemed to be a bedroom, of sorts. The walls were a deep, royal purple and inlaid with patterns spanning floor to ceiling, seeming to be made of goldleaf. In the center was a large bed, with silken sheets and curtains of a soft light purple coloration. On the bedstand is a vase of lavender, and its scent permeates the entirety of the room. Beside it, a singular picture frame, of two women, one smiling goofily as she took the picture, the other distracted by a seashell a crab seemed to have brought her. A floor up, ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ sat in her room. The walls a deep royal purple, inlaid with patterns. The center, a large bed with silken sheets and curtains of a soft light purple coloration. Exactly the same as the room down below. Inserting the thumbdrive into her computer, she pressed play on the singular video the thumbdrive held. Soft children’s music began playing, as the scene played out on the computer screen. ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚, looking not much younger, tears streaming down her cheeks as she placed her hand on the glass wall, seperating her from the other redheaded woman. They seemed to be talking, yet the noise was drowned out by music. As the video pulled to a close, the screen dimmed, and a voice rang out. “Love, if you’re listenting to this, it means I’m dead, or corrupted. I’m sorry for leaving you so suddenly like that. I wish I could spend more time with you. I wish we’d adopted a child together. There’s so many things I wish for, but the most important is a happy end for us. I am no longer by your side, but I am in your heart. But please move on, love. You must. Live happily, and I will live through you. Do not mourn forever, for I’ll see you again. One day. And if I’m corrupted……. If you see me, kill me. My greatest mercy as a zombie is to die by your hands. Swift and loving. It’s hard to hear, I know. But I don’t want to infect you. The video ended there, and a tear fell from ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚’s eye. “But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams. Her shadow shouts on a nightmare scream and she opens her throat to scream” As ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ descended into the basement, she gave the zombie a small smile, eyes watering with unshed tears. The zombie shuffled over to the glass in momentary recognition, before continuing its pacing. She pressed a button to lower the glass, and as the zombie shuffled out, she raised her sniper rifle. A singular gunshot rang out, and she shot the zombie with teary eyes. A bullet straight into her brain, and the zombie collapsed, now very much dead. “A free bird leaps on the back of the wind dips her wing in the orange sun rays and dares to claim the sky. Now I know why the caged bird sings.” ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ wiped her tears, a burden lifted from her shoulders. It hurt her heart, but she was glad that she was finally able to fulfil their promise. She packed her bags, and with one final glance, she left the place with a lighter heart. [Read more] |
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tasha~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 44 |
Posted: Mon, 15/01/2024 12:59 (3 Months ago) |
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tasha~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 44 |
Posted: Sun, 14/01/2024 02:09 (3 Months ago) |
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“𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘐’𝘮 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘓𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘧𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥” ♥ Character Name | Anne Marie Täydellisyyttä ♥ Aliases | annie / amar / celine ♥ Age | 23 ♥ Gender | Female ♥ Pronouns | she/her ♥ Sexuality | biromantic | asexual ♥ Appearance ♥ [x] ♥ Personality ♥ ENTJ | TeNi | 3w4 | Chaotic Neutral | C-S-D (Melancholy-Phlegmatic-Choleric) She is an individualist and an extreme overachiever. Anne strives to be the best, a perfectionist in almost every way. Formerly known as the ‘Silk Weaver’, she designed outfits for several celebrities, before joining Illusion Studios. Anne is blunt and straightforward; if you’ve come to her for advice, rest assured, there’ll be no sweet talk, just her blunt opinion. She is not one to pick a (mental) fight with, as Anne is a logic-oriented person who sticks firmly to facts. Witty and sarcastic, you can expect snarky comebacks from her. Her humor tends to deviate towards the morbid side, but she means no harm. Anne is, however, narcissistic. Having achieved perfection, excelled in everything she picked up, she is determined to maintain this facade, no matter the cost. She is prideful, strongly believing that her success is her effort alone. Insulting her never ends in anything good, as you will find yourself on the receiving end of snappy remarks and cold glares. Anne has, put simply, a silver tongue. Though unable to empathise, she has studied the human nature long enough to be able to put up a front. You’d never be able to tell if she was genuine, or just acting for the sake of it. ♥ Sin ♥ Pride | to be the best in every way. ♥ History ♥ Anne grew up in a poor family, living in a rundown shack in the countryside. Cliche as it may seem, Anne quickly rose to success through her hard work and talent. Under the surface, however, was a strong desire to be better than her parents and older siblings. Driven, obsessed even, with perfection, Anne sought to be better- best. She would settle for nothing less than first place, doing just about anything to achieve her goal. She spent days cooped up in her room, or studying the world of the upper-class, growing evermore distant with her family. The face the public knows is nothing but a well practiced facade, her manic obsession hidden beneath charming smiles and talented works. Lacking the natural ability others would have to get along with others, Anne’s charm and amiable nature is a trained skill, developed through years of pretense. Anne holds her costume secrets close to her heart- not because she doesn’t want her ideas to be replicated, but rather, they are rather extreme's, and would be frowned upon by society. Joining Illusion Studios, one would likely have seen a shred of Anne’s true colors, the joint of insanity in her eyes, as she fusses over each model’s outfits [+] strengths: efficient self confident strong willed strategic eloquent ambitious [-] weaknesses: stubborn intolerant impatient arrogant obsessive passive aggressive emotionally unavailable (sometimes) ♥ Additional Info ♥ Illusion Studio’s best costume (and hair) stylist, Anne brings fantastical ideas to reality. With capable hands and enough fabric, she can transform just about anything into a stunning piece of art. For such intricate pieces, Anne takes surprisingly little time to complete them (though at the cost of her health), obsessing over little details through day and night, stopping occasionally for small bites or sips of water and only resting once her work is done. 🤍 [Read more] |
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tasha~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 44 |
Posted: Sun, 14/01/2024 01:29 (3 Months ago) |
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Female 1~5/7~9 Male 1~7/11 Both accepted! [Read more] |
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tasha~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 44 |
Posted: Sat, 13/01/2024 01:29 (3 Months ago) |
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Female 1~5/7~9 Male 1~6/11 @interna_chaotica no problem! @everglades res d1 female [Read more] |
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tasha~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 44 |
Posted: Thu, 11/01/2024 08:43 (3 Months ago) |
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tasha~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 44 |
Posted: Thu, 11/01/2024 04:45 (3 Months ago) |
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A reminder of the spots that are no longer available! Female 2/3/4/5/7/8/9 Male 1~5/11 @cardboard, junebug, daiko, accepted! @all make comfy suffer, treat their characters with nothing but warmth and happiness @all if you want death fodder, sure, go ahead. If you want your character to kill/(or in the case of the current roleplayers we have here) be killed by someone, work it out with them and lmk one way or another. @junebugg successfully switched districts! [Read more] |
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tasha~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 44 |
Posted: Thu, 11/01/2024 03:20 (3 Months ago) |
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Your Username: -andrea- Character name: Florence Oregon Age: 23 Gender: female Appearance:  Personality: INTP (The Logician)| 5w4 Deeply curious, independent, and very self-sufficient, Penny has many interests and often becomes an expert in more than one area. Spending time alone, reading, and exploring their interests is the ideal of a perfect time for this highly introverted type. Though they are rational and emotionally distant in general, they show unique creativity and a sense of humor within their closest circle and at work. They simply cannot be shallow and artificial, even if they want to be. Their inquisitive, powerful minds see beyond the surface, which is why they appear to know almost everything. When it comes to friendships and romantic relationships, these people are very selective. They prefer serious commitment and take an unusually long time to warm up. They are the most likely to feel comfortable traveling alone, dedicating their time to learning new things and following their interests. They exude delicate but pleasant energy, and people around them are often curious about this sophisticated, silent type. They are the person in your circle who speaks rarely but smartly and with purpose. This is why others are often so impressed with the depth of their insight and the speed at which they collect information. pride themselves on their unique perspective and vigorous intellect. They can’t help but puzzle over the mysteries of the universe. Penny is the type to prefer solitude, as they can easily become immersed in their thoughts when they are left to their own devices. They are also incredibly creative and inventive, and they are not afraid to express their novel ways of thinking or to stand out from the crowd. Weapon(s): sniper/damascus steel throwing knives Other: tbd Can I add you to a GC with everyone else in the RP?: yeah The Great War [Read more] |
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tasha~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 44 |
Posted: Wed, 10/01/2024 10:38 (3 Months ago) |
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@res’d people bump to start/finish your forms! @satoru may I request a sample of your standard post length? I haven’t roleplayed with you yet, so I hope you won’t mind me asking. Heads up to all who’ve signed up/wish to sign up, these are the taken spots. Also, lmk if you’re comfortable with pp or not. Female 1/3/5/7/8/9 Male 1~5/11 [Read more] |
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tasha~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 44 |
Posted: Tue, 09/01/2024 05:29 (3 Months ago) |
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D5 male gone. Everglades, resd. Will give you a district shortly before I close sign ups [Read more] |
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tasha~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 44 |
Posted: Mon, 08/01/2024 23:22 (3 Months ago) |
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that’s D4/11 male gone~ June, Seren, res’d! that’s D3 male, D1/9 female gone~ [Read more] |
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tasha~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 44 |
Posted: Mon, 08/01/2024 05:24 (3 Months ago) |
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Panem is a dystopian nation divided into twelve districts, ruled by the Capitol. As punishment for a failed rebellion many years before, each district must annually choose two tributes, one boy and one girl between the ages of twelve and eighteen, to fight to the death in the annual Hunger Games, until one victor remains. The event is televised across the Capitol and all districts, who are forced to watch. This year, there’s a little twist. People born with, or possessing supernatural abilities have been chosen. And something tells me…this time, the Games will be a little twisted. But surely it can’t be that bad….right? Form: Rules:  Show
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1. This is meant to be a semi-lit roleplay (Meaning at least one paragraph per post) 2. No bunnying or powerplaying. 3. Cursing is allowed, but please don’t get yourself banned 4. Romance is allowed and can affect your character's actions, but it should NOT affect the storyline 5. Hate the character, not the roleplayer 6. Max of 2 characters, and they can not be from the same district 7. Breaking any of the above rules will result in a strike. Two strikes and you are banned from any future roleplays I make. If rule 5 is broken, it’s an IMMEDIATE ban from my rps. Districts Show
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All credits to SerenityFallows’ We’re
Only Human for the Districts and descriptions!
District 1: Members of District 1 were known to produce luxury items such as jewelry. Due to their skill in craftsmanship, the goods that came out of District 1 were used to decorate the Capitol. Those who lived in District 1 were some of the wealthiest citizens of Panem. Tributes from District 1 were known as "Careers" because they trained for years before competing in the Hunger Games. 1. 2. District 2: Located in the Rocky Mountains, District 2 was one of the largest communities in Panem. It was also home to wealthy citizens, resulting in a positive relationship with the Capitol. District 2 was known for its masonry and weapon manufacturing. Tributes are also known as careers. 1. 2. District 3: The main industry in District 3 was technology as the people there produced televisions, computers, and other electronics 1. Andrea (17) (-andrea) 2. District 4: District 4 specialized in the fishing industry. The citizens in District 4 were known to be wealthy and very good-looking. Their tributes were also Careers, training from a very early age to prepare for the Games 1. 2. District 5: District 5 was responsible for power and electricity. The area produced the electricity that powered all of Panem. They housed a hydroelectric dam which many of the citizens worked in 1. 2. District 6: The core industry within District 6 was transportation. It served as the hub for the transport network throughout all of Panem 1. 2. District 7: District 7 supplied Panem with copious supplies of lumber. The area was said to be surrounded mostly by trees 1. 2. District 8: District 8 was known for their work in the textiles industry. One of their factories was dedicated to producing the uniforms used by the Peacekeepers 1. Lilith Amberstar (18) (-andrea-) 2. District 9: The main industry at the focus of District 9 was grain production. The area was the least referenced district in all of Panem. Not much is known about the victors or tributes from District 9 1. 2. District 10: District 10 focused on the livestock industry. Their main job was to raise animals and supply the meat to the Capitol 1. 2. District 11: District 11 was said to be composed of a very large area, possibly the entire Southern region of Panem. Agriculture was the main industry of District 11 as the land was covered in orchards, crop fields, and cattle farms. District 11 was one of the poorest districts and its citizens lived in small shacks in an area patrolled by Peacekeepers 1. 2. District 12: District 12 was the smallest and poorest district in Panem. The district was located in Appalachia and their main industry was coal mining 1. 2. My forms: Show
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animal farm - BIBI 0:01 ❍─────── 4:28 ↻ ⊲ Ⅱ ⊳ ↺ Volume: ▁▂▃▄▅▆▇ 100% ɴᴀᴍᴇ / andrea ɴɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ / the obscurus/ the loving queen ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ / ᴘʀᴏɴᴏᴜɴꜱ / female she/her ᴀɢᴇ / 3.5 years ꜱᴇxᴜᴀʟ ᴘʀᴇꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇ / none ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴛɪᴄ ᴘʀᴇꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇ / bisexual ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ / 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. Powers / blood manipulation 🩶 ᴡᴇᴀᴋɴᴇꜱꜱᴇꜱ / emotionally numb, will not be able to tell the difference between anger and happiness sometimes doesn’t get along well with other people. kinda gets motion sick on boats, comes off as creepy and not very friendly. ʜɪꜱᴛᴏʀʏ / tbdrp [Read more] |
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tasha~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 44 |
Posted: Wed, 13/12/2023 12:20 (4 Months ago) |
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tasha~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 44 |
Posted: Wed, 13/12/2023 08:23 (4 Months ago) |
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With nothing to do, Andrea headed back home. They wouldn’t need her yet. And honestly? What good were forensic analysts in a world full of androids? Like hell there were going to be any blood samples from them. What a waste of talent. Or not. With an exaggerated sigh, she headed for her bedroom. Despite the clear differences in wealth between humans and androids, Andrea was, what you’d call ‘upper-class’. Thanks to her various aunts and uncles, as well as her natural beauty and vixen-like nature, Andrea had managed to accumulate a fair sum of money under her name. Perhaps Andrea was narcissistic, but she had good reason to be. With such dashing looks that could sway both men and women, she had now, over six husbands, all of which fawned over her, showering her with whatever they could spare. Those who saw past her sweet, loving exterior would compare her to a kitsune. But if you asked Andrea? Well, she had been blessed with good looks, and she’d damn well use it. Heading to her bedroom, she took out an easel and began painting. The half-complete portrait looked frighteningly like Cassidy, and she hummed quietly to herself as she worked, as if projecting the young girl’s bright smile from her mind, directly onto the canvas [Read more] |
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tasha~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 44 |
Posted: Wed, 13/12/2023 06:02 (4 Months ago) |
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Coca, on the other hand, had gotten distracted by the food Rosewater Cookie brought out. She bounded over on her little dragon paws to Rosewater Cookie, looking up at her with her best puppy eyes, as if to ask for some of the food. [Read more] |
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tasha~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 44 |
Posted: Tue, 14/11/2023 11:49 (5 Months ago) |
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“Well I suppose prey isn’t the most fitting word either. What’s a better word for it….goods? Mmm, yeah, that seems like a better term. You’ve no idea how easy men are to manipulate after a few drinks, a couple accidental displays of indecency and the like. Rohypnol is a particularly handy drug to induce sleep. As well as anterograde amnesia. Though most don’t survive more than a day after interacting with me.” Andrea drawls out, curling her fingers like a cat and admiring her way-too-pointy purple nails. “Well….If you do wanna show your appreciation, sweetheart, there is something you can do. And please, do feel free to call me Alia…..” Andrea trails off for a moment or two, as if considering if she should continue. “What do you say you spend some of your free time with me? I could teach you how to do forensic analysis. A little bit more knowledge never hurt anyone, y’know what I mean, cutie?” Andrea clearly enjoyed seeing how flustered Cass got, evident by the small smile on her face, the most genuine expression she had ever showed during this…intern welcome thingy. “Chin up, darling. Appearances may not be everything, but it’s certainly damn helpful. Put on an air of confidence, hold yourself with pride. And try not to fluster and stutter. It’s cute, that’s for sure, but won’t leave a good impression on your work partners.” Andrea purred out, stretching out a hand to flick upwards, gesturing to Cass. [Read more] |
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tasha~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 44 |
Posted: Sun, 12/11/2023 02:24 (5 Months ago) |
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Cass definitely looked like a child on sugar high. Bouncing about her spot, wide-eyed and grinning, she reminded Andrea of a small child on way too much sugar that was just informed she was going to Disneyland. Interesting. A little nervous, perhaps, but there wasn’t the usual fear others had when talking to her. This was more like…should she say, a childlike mix of curiosity and awe? And with that thought, Andrea’s lips curved upwards in a small smirk- she had found her new target. “Well then, hello to you, Cass. I admire your guts to approach me, and judging from your work these past few months…I’d consider you less annoying.” She drawled out, swirling the wine in her glass before taking a sip. It was quite true, Andrea had been observing the young girl for quite some time, amazed by her skill at the age where most other girls would still be schooling, chatting about girly things or boys or whatever. Cass seemed mature for her age. No matter, she was still a little innocent. A compliment here, a well placed praise there, and she would have Cassidy as a sort of…victim? No no, what was that word again? Ah yes, an apprentice. “Ma’am? Well, that’s a first. I’ve only ever had…well, men scream that out as they begged me to- never mind that’s not very PG. A little too gruesome and violent. Point is, I’ve never been addressed as such unless it’s my new prey” Andrea mimed the slicing of a neck as well as several other gestures that looked suspiciously like organ harvesting. “But anyways, sweetheart, I must insist on letting your first sip of alcohol be a good one. If you ever wish to try alcohol, do come find me.” Andrea’s smirk grew wider when Cass flushed under her gaze, probably realising what she had just addressed Andrea as. “Call me Andrea, darling. Or Alia, whichever you’re more comfortable with” The compliments seem to be causing Cass to trip over her words with an adorable stutter. “I know I’m talented, cutie. Though I appreciate the compliment. You’re not too shabby yourself.” Three nicknames had slipped out already, Andrea’s words seemingly nonchalant. Silver-tongued and eloquent, her words rolled off her tongue with ease, bringing with it a waterfall of compliments for the young Cassidy. [Read more] |