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Posted: Sat, 10/12/2016 15:36 (7 Years ago)
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Name ; Ronald Ridgewell

Sexuality ; Bisexual

Age ; 26

Gender ; Male

Appearance ; (( ill make a quick sketch later,, )) Ronald prefers to put their dark brown hair slick back. He is also pretty skinny. Ron rarely ever has to fight with his arms, hands, legs etc. because they usually use weapons to fight with. They have grey – silver eyes && their outfit depends on what disguise they're wearing, although they dress in a plain white long sleeved shirt, blue jeans && black boots as casual wear.

Personality
; brave // easily distracted // overconfident // aggressive // bold // stern // callous // stealthy // workaholic // feels bad when making mistakes even if it is a tiny error

Ronald is mostly leaning towards the impulsive side. He often jumps into action without thinking, which can sometimes lead to disastrous results. He can also be very rude and come off as threatening if he feels intimidated or insulted. To be honest, Ron is not that good when it comes to focusing on the task at hand. He can still work fine and all, but he's just not concentrated if he sees something that catches his eye. Ron's voice is mostly loud and stern, and has no emotion in it whatsoever. It may have the occasional confused or angered tone, but that's about it. Speaking of no emotions, Ronald usually does not care for other people or their problems, unless he's close / friends with them. He tries to not make any friends, though, since he thinks job comes up on top over all. The brunette is skilled at snooping / sneaking.

They will make little sound when doing that, but their main problem is their unhealthy obsession with his own job. Ron is often stressing over their job and wondering how they can improve their work performance. He knows he is overworking, but he prefers to think of it as "working harder increases your chance of pay raises".Their thoughts on their own abilities are wavering just a little because of a few tiny mistakes in the past, but it will drop lower if he continues. Ron is a extremely worrisome youngster when it comes to mistakes he makes. He finds them as a personal shame and becomes more determined to try harder.

Backstory
; tbrpd ?? i honestly am out of ideas rn,,

Other
; He likes to smoke && drink (( he doesn't drink that often, though )) a lot, most likely due to his stressed behavior.

u can make urs w/ this if u want,

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Posted: Sat, 10/12/2016 19:12 (7 Years ago)
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QuoteName ; Abigail Fuchs

Sexuality ; Asexual Panromantic

Age ; 26

Gender ; Fem

Appearance ; Abby wears her shockingly bright, long, curly, and outright unruly hair in a loose ponytail most of the time-- often tying it with string or a bandanna instead of an actual hairband. When not doing her 'work', she tends to wear loose, baggy clothing, such as over sized tie-dyed t-shirts and black pants. Abby has feet that look to belong to someone else, as she hasn't quite,, grown into them. Due to her not so small predicament, she rarely wears shoes, and her feet have toughened up enough not to be punctured by shards of glass that someone carelessly left on the ground. Abby's face is mottled with freckles, and she has bright green eyes. She enjoys showing off her tongue piercing, which 'Frankly looks unsightly, ghastly even!" according to her parents, who where graced with an unwelcome surprise when she turned 18.

Personality ; Abigail is generally carefree, but when given a job the free-spirit goes out the window, able to concentrate on her task with ease. She likes having one thing to look at, quickly analyzing the bigger picture ((and often missing a lot of things she could've easily noticed, if she'd given the time)) as quickly as possible and getting to the deep down. Her self-esteem is fairly low, however, she'll never admit it. Abby likes to be seen as independent, confident, and not needing help from anyone, thus getting highly discouraged when paired with other people to get things done, for w/e reason there is.

The 'reason' usually circles around her being a huge, disorganized, mess,, as Abby is very impulsive and likely to jump into things without second thought. She enjoys climbing, but she's otherwise too uncoordinated to do anything w/ weapons,, and tends to use her hands instead,, thus muscle arms which she enjoys showing off.

Backstory ; Abby was raised in a wealthy family with the highest of standards and the snootiest of laughter. As soon as she was old enough to leave home, she did just that, separating herself entirely from her parents, who try to pamper her. Abby denies their offerings of money, preferring to get things done herself. Hating to have to rely on people, and being stuck with her family ties,, she changed her last name from Aberdale to Fuchs asap.

Other ; Fuchs is a German last name for "Fox",, meaning someone is cunning & sly or has red hair,, can be both but leaning towards the second for her. She has terrible allergies and sneezes a heck of a lot.


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Posted: Sat, 10/12/2016 19:33 (7 Years ago)
(( can u start first ? my first posts are usually really terrible and uninspiring,, ))
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Posted: Sat, 10/12/2016 19:41 (7 Years ago)
(( Sure,, I'm gonna palpad you tho bc I want to make sure I've got the right idea on what we're rping,,

also,, weird sidenote-- we have some of the same typing habits,, double comas,, double parentheses,, and spaces between the words and punctuation marks like exclamation & question ;<; ))
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Posted: Sat, 10/12/2016 20:54 (7 Years ago)
Abby lounged about the college campus, taking up space on one of staircases outside a building. Being discrete was part of the job, and blending in definitely played a role in such. She'd been tasked with finding and dispatching a senior who had been issuing threats of school shootings, anonymously, and delivering them to the police. Spider had obviously taken up the case, as the city folk where more likely to trigger something. And by trigger, I mean that of a gun. The senior student had said they wouldn't shoot anyone if the government payed them a monthly fee of one hundred grand, and there was obviously no way that was happening. Ridiculous demands, even for a criminal,, not that they'd get their way if they'd asked for less, anywho.

Instead, they sent Abby. She had been under cover for the past three months or so, to activate as a 'mole',, and dig out the student and turn them in. And that's what Abby where going to do. During her time on campus she'd pinpointed one man in particular,, and she was dead set on finishing her mission today,, without causing a fuss. Looking up from her book, Abigail watched dutifully while the man, Eugene Whurl, walked past. "I gotcha now," She muttered disdainfully, disappointed in how easy it'd been to discover the man, like he wasn't even trying to hide. "Idiot."


(( Tell me if these ever get too long okok ;v; ))
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Posted: Sat, 10/12/2016 22:47 (7 Years ago)
Ronald sighed heavily, feeling contempt as he held the newspaper in his hands. He was currently on his break at "work", sitting at his desk,, they spent the time reading, because there was really nothing of interest there that he could do. Although he liked his job as an agent, this particular mission was boring to him. The brunette wasn't exactly empathetic about being undercover without a main target or victim – his previous missions had at least some type of action in them – but he really had no purpose in this one. Skimming over the words in the papers, he couldn't stop wondering about why the agency would assign him to such a tedious post. "Your mission is to stay in this office building as a buisnessman. Report to us if you find any sort of suspicious activity." was the exact words the organization had said to him just a few months back. Was it a past mistake? Or was it perhaps they thought he needed a break from action? Nevertheless, Ron was desperate for at least something to happen there. Heck, he would be excited if there was a fellow buisnessman making a debate over the best brand of children's toys.

Luckily for Ron, he heard his phone vibrate loudly in his pant pocket. His hype was building up quickly. Was it perhaps the agency? Did they want him to do something action packed && suspensefull? Ron fumbled for his phone && swiftly checked who it was. Sure enough, it was them who was calling. The excited man answered the call && tried his best to not sound too happy. "Is there something you need, sir?" "Yes, Ridgewell. You have a new mission. A few of our agents say there is a criminal on the loose, currently heading your way. Get outside as soon as possible and track them down. Make sure you keep them alive this time. " Ron was becoming more && more gittery – which was, by the way, not a common feeling for the agent – && accepted the objective. The man grabbed his gun from the drawer && then left the building without any signs of hesitation.

(( aa ill try to,, and srry for making mine so stiff & awkward ?? im rlly out of practice tbh ))
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Posted: Sat, 10/12/2016 23:26 (7 Years ago)
Abigail was trying her hardest not to smile, but she could just feel how close she was from capturing Whurl. Standing up in one, precise, and fluid motion, Abby began to walk towards Eugene. Reaching under her shirt, she unhooked the handcuffs and taser from her tool belt, which she kept on her ribs instead of waist, to ensure no one would notice it. Hence the baggy clothing. Continuing to fight the triumphant grin that was threatening to bloom on her lips, Abby caught up to the senior, bare feet smacking on the concrete.

pat, pat.

She held the taser to Eugene's side, snapping his arm behind his back. "This is an agent from an organization that tracks and disposes of criminals and threats to the government and general public. If you are armed, state so now and hand over your weapons to avoid further punishment. Failure to do so will result in forcible removal of said arms and possible injuries to the person." To emphasize her point, she nudged the taser gun into his side. "So you found me, eh? The gun is in my dorm." He rasped, flinching when Abby snapped handcuffs onto his wrists. "You have the right to remain silent, anything you say can and will be used against you." The spider agent droned on, not planning on saying anything out of the usual script, as what she'd just said relayed back to her as well- aside from the silence.

Shoving the taser back into her utility belt, Abby reported her mission to the school security-- who'd rushed over when students came running over a girl pulling a gun. Now that everything was taken care of, and she was off the stupid, restricting campus, Abigail was free to do whatever she until her next mission.


(( Do you want Abigail to be thrown onto Ronald's assignment to get the plot going ?? ))
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Posted: Sun, 11/12/2016 02:10 (7 Years ago)
Ronald scanned his surroundings, ignoring the few bystanders who were giving him strange looks — he did have his gun out, after all — but they did not concern Ron as of that moment. He was too immersed into looking for the criminal to focus on the details right now. After a few seconds of pathetically pointing the gun at nothing in particular, he saw the criminal — Ron thought it was the criminal anyway, since they were wearing a hood and all — walking not very far from the building in an alleyway. They did not seem to know Ron was there, but that would probably change very soon if he did not do anything. Ron's instincts told him to take out his gun and shoot — it would have been a quick and easy shot — but he reminded himself his orders.

He was supposed to capture them, not murder them (( He would have liked it better if he could kill them, admittedly. )). He pointed his gun out, aiming at their head. Ron could feel the adrenaline doing its work — && he loved it. Preventing himself from smirking, he slowly walked closer. "Stop! You are under arrest!" Ronald yelled out loud, oblivious to the fact that they might be hiding weapons — he was too busy being stunned he was actually assigned a actual mission, plus he was mostly forgetting how to capture people again — its been a while since he had done this, && Ronald had never had a good memory.

(( yeah, sure ,, and theres not much to go off of in this post, srry ))
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Posted: Sun, 11/12/2016 02:27 (7 Years ago)
Almost as soon as Abigail had gotten into her car, her phone began to buzz. Picking it up, she rolled her eyes,, recognizing the number. She'd never added Spider to her contacts, for security reasons, but Abigail had memorized it when waiting for new assignments, back when she used to anxiously anticipate the next call with excitement, and not exasperation. Abby had been in the business for a respectable amount of time, so. Oh, wait, I'd better answer that,, The agent remembered, snapping out of her 'mind rambles'.

"Team mission? Yes, uh-huh, affirmative, aye-aye.." She droned, responding to each question swiftly, starting up the car with one hand, and tucking her phone between her shoulder and head with the other. Placing both hands on the steering wheel, Abby started her drive to her next task. Listening while her boss filled her in, Abigail soaked in the information, already calculating,,, only to be disappointed when they said the culprit had already been identified and that she was to aid in their capture.

"Annnd we're here.." she hummed, sliding out of her car and slipping on her brass knuckles,, for just-in-case. "...And there's a guy with a gun. That's always fun." Chuckling to herself over the rhyme, Abigail started over, walking with an air of confidence towards the man,, who very well could be the agent Spider had told her was already on the scene.


((I hope this is okay,, just trying to get Abigail into the right spot o(^v^)b ))
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Posted: Sun, 11/12/2016 17:15 (7 Years ago)
As soon as Ronald heard a vehicle come to a stop, he glanced slightly towards the Spider agent coming his way. The man could only assume it was another agent coming to help, but he felt disappointed there had to be another person to aid him — mainly because he wanted to feel the nostalgia on his own. && they were ruining the fun. The fun of having a real mission && all. After a split second of sulking, Ronald then trained his eyes on the target again, a murderous look in his eyes — he experienced such a rush of excitement Ron had been considering to shoot the criminal again. Besides, the brunette was trying his hardest to look intimidating, so it worked, in a way.

".. Give me some handcuffs, quick, lady,," he boldly asked Abigail, not removing his aggressive-like gaze off of the criminal. He had no concern for anything else right now except about capturing them, && his manners were certainly thrown out the window. The target seemed to be keeping extremely quiet — it was unsettling for Ronald. Besides, he did not like it when people weren't doing what they should have.

(( its fine,, ))
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Posted: Mon, 12/12/2016 01:44 (7 Years ago)
She raised an eyebrow, not appreciating the fact that Ronald was ordering her around,, even if it was only one command. Reaching up her shirt, Abigail unhooked her spare handcuffs and dangled the silver by the chain in front of his face. "Wouldn't hurt to say please." She mused, smiling. Her 'partner' seemed the serious type, he would be fun to mess with. "The name's Abigail, Abigail Fuchs,, by the way. Mind telling me yours, mate?"

While doing this,, she began to study the man Ronald had his gaze fixed on, hoping the straight to the point Spider agent hadn't been noticed yet. That could be interesting. Abby was mildly surprised he'd noticed her coming, as she'd invested in one of the quieter cars for stealth reasons. And because she did a lot of driving in the night, and no one wanted to listen to an obnoxious road-goers while they where trying to catch up on their beauty sleep.

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Posted: Mon, 12/12/2016 13:29 (7 Years ago)
Ronald frowned slightly. Did she really think they had time to play around? He felt mildly irritated at her carefree attitude — Ron disliked having to waste time, but nevertheless, he answered to her question. "My name is Ronald Ridgewell. Now hurry && give those damn handcuffs!" Honestly, Ronald wasn't the best at keeping his cool when it came to stressful situations,, and this was most certainly a hard situation. Hearing the handcuffs clank together, he, with a breeze of uneasiness, waited for her to walk to him. Ronald hated having to stare at the criminal for such a long amount of time — so close, but yet so far. Ron only wanted to see the target in chains, then move onto his next, possibly more dangerous and exciting than this one.

To be honest, he was conflicted if he was more joyed or more stressed that he had to go back to jumping action — although he completely refuses to accept the fact that he might be hating his job. The man was so used to working at an office building, his hands were still feeling sore from typing on the monitor for so long — now, they were trembling from staying in the exact same place.

(( yo,, im srry if this is short,, im on mobile rn ?? && its rlly hard to type ))
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Posted: Thu, 15/12/2016 23:36 (7 Years ago)
Abby laughed, pleased at her ability to get a rise out of him. Sliding out of the car, she sauntered over, draping the cuffs around his neck. Then bowing deeply, she started, "Your royal highness," With flourishing hand movements and an exaggerated tone. After a moment she looked up, quirking her eyebrow. "Pleasure to meet your acquaintance." Abigail finished, raising her torso back into the proper posture that'd been nailed into her physique for the majority of her early years.

He looks fun. She thought sarcastically, making sure her mockery didn't betray her in her ever wide grin, plastered onto her face as usual. Abigail was definitely one of the more,, exotic people you might meet.


(( Holy crap?? How didn't I notice your response??? Like three days is really sad oml I'm so sorry please yell at me next time))
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Posted: Sat, 17/12/2016 15:28 (7 Years ago)
" ... A pleasure to meet you, too. " Ronald didn't really know how to respond to the fellow agent. He never had to deal with other people who treated him like he was a joke before, and sure, it was unsettling — && frustrating — for the brunette. They felt like Abigail was trying to annoy him with their terrible sense of humour,, but why would she be so humour full at the time of danger? Nevertheless, Ronald used his left hand to grab the handcuffs — he was right handed, after all — && walked closer to the criminal, his leftover frustration still in him.

(( aa its okay ;o;, ))
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Posted: Sat, 17/12/2016 21:41 (7 Years ago)
You sure don't seem pleased to meet me. Abby commented, silently, biting her tongue to hold back a bout of laughter over her own joke. Dropping the extravagance, Abigail slid into the shadows, clicking her taser gun out of its place. Even if the agent had a sense of humor, she also had common sense, and wasn't about to let this Ridgewell character go in without backup, in case the target, who she'd been informed needed to be alive, private sigh, ran.

Seemingly melting into her surroundings, the red-head kept pace with Ronald at a distance, watching and waiting. Her hair had been pulled into an unforgiving, tight ponytail on the ride there, but a few curly strands of ginger locks still made their way out of the tie,, bouncing in a distracting manner on the edge of her peripheral vision.