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Plot
Doctor Alfred Scribings made a genetic dream come true. He found a way to alter genes of fertilized eggs so they would be perfect. No more diseases or unwanted traits. He could even advance certain genetic traits if wanted. He found out how to make them what society deemed as ‘perfect’. But perfection was expensive. The price of ‘perfection’ caused a rift to appear in society. Only the rich could afford it, and soon it separated their children from the rest. The upper society was “perfect” and over the generations caused the lower society to be treated like dirt. Adults teach their kids that they are better than the lower society from a young age, almost like brain washing them. Now, a few decades later, the lower society has decided that they are done with the treatment that they are receiving. And so the retaliation against perfection began.
Setting
Riverside, a large city right off the coast of nothing. A pretty isolated place. Once you find it, you never leave. And as of lately, none have found it. Just the same families living in the same large, unknown city. There is the upper class society of Riverside. Every house is large; every yard is perfect with the grass a wonderful shade of green. This is ‘paradise’. This is where the best schools, the best jobs, and the best of almost everything is. This is where perfection happens. The lower society on the other hand is the slums of this city. People scrape by with what they have, get whatever money they can from whatever jobs are left over and unwanted by the upperclass. Schools are mediocre, at best. There are few places for kids to hang out in a ‘safe’ environment. And teens learn from a young age that you do what you need to, to survive. It isn’t easy living in the lower society, but once you are down this low, it is nearly impossible to get out.
Difference between Upper society and lower society
The people from the upper society never get sick, are usually more fit and ‘pretty’ than the lower society, and rarely see a hard day in their life. They are ‘perfection’ in a body. They have brains, strength, and beauty. The lower society citizens are what used to be average. They rarely beat an upper society citizen in anything. But because standards have changed and the average people are now deemed as nearly worthless. The idea that society has come to is that if the lower society dies out, then their race of people will be supreme and above all others.
Character bio
Name of character Age of character Upper or lower class Appearance ( either detailed description, a picture, or both. Lower society will have some flaws in their looks, so what you could do is find a picture, and if it looks too ‘perfect’ add in some of the flaws the person might have.) Personality History (doesn’t have to be too much, but just to give a feeling of how the character came to be)
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Intermediate
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character one
Name of character: Adie (Ah-dee) Age of character: 17 Upper or lower class: Lower Class Appearance
Adie
Only without the tattoos on her wrists and the makeup. Has a few scars along the tops of her hands and arms from getting into fights on the street. Is under weight to the point you can see a few of her ribs but not awfully bad. Always wears a dark hoody and cargo pants as well as combat boots. Over those outfits, she has a long black leather trench coat that has been in her family for years.
Personality
Has a pretty rough exterior. Doesn’t let many people get in and get to know her. Adie doesn’t think of herself as a born leader, but is tired of the upper society. Hates them and hates how they treat people like her. Can come off as cold and uncaring, but if you do manage to make you way into her heart, she will do anything she can to protect you. As part of her way to survive, she will present herself as whatever she thinks the person she is talking to her wants her to be if it will get her what she wants.
History
Her mom died shortly after giving birth to her leaving her dad to raise her. He did the best he could, but raising a child in the lower society is hard as a single parent. As she got older, she started to help her dad where she could. She worked on the streets doing small jobs for businesses until she turned fifteen and got a real job. Before her real job, she would sneak up to the upper society and do whatever small chores she could there. She did everything short of selling her body and soul. But all the working took her away from learning and academics. She was never the brightest in school to start off, but she was street smart. She knew how to survive. She didn’t buy anything she didn’t have to, she stood her ground when school or street fights came up, and she made it known that she was not one to mess with. A few weeks before her seventeenth birthday, she was going through an old closet in her house to try to find some of her mom’s old clothing so she wouldn’t have to go out and buy more. There she found the trench coat and the combat boots. She also found old doctor’s bills and her mom’s journal from her pregnancy. After reading some of the passages, she realized that her mom’s death could have been avoided if the doctor from the upper society and come like her father had apparently asked. This is what sparked her need to cause the retaliation.
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Intermediate
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Fantasy
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upper society guy
Name of character- Sebastian Age of character – 21 Upper or lower class – Upper Class Appearance
seb
Personality: Very douche like and uncaring. His parents drilled it into his brain when he was young that he was one of the best of the best and that anyone below him was not worth his respect. He treats the lower society like scum. But at the same time, he will take the time to go down there, give a few of the desperate women an ounce of hope, and then just leave. He loves to toy with people and play with their emotions. All in all, he is an ass. History: Both of his parents were haters of the lower society. They both believed that the government should have put the lower society out of their misery (and get rid of everyone elses problems dealing with them) and just kill them off right now. Having been raised in that kind of house hold, he had decided that he was better than the lower society was. When he turned 16, his mom passed away from an attack from the lower society. A pre-retaliation attack. That was when he really turned against the lower society. He blames them for the loss of his mother and will never forgive them for that. And now, especially around the time of year he lost her, he goes out of his way to make some of them feel miserable. One day, about a month ago, he tried to mess with Adie. He is one of the sparks that caused her to organize the retaliation.
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Beginner
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1 x 1 RPs
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Loveless_Dream
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Val
Username: Dream Name of character: Valentine Arce Age of character: 19 Upper or lower class: Lower Class Appearance: With his extremely short light brown hair that is slightly longer on the top than the bottom, and light blue-grey eyes, Val is fairly handsome for someone of the lower class. He has naturally tanned skin, and is fairly fit, though not due to any effort of his. His usual attire is dark blue jeans and a t-shirt. He always wears a hoodie over it, and very rarely takes down his hood. He has glasses, which he used to absolutely hate, but has started to wear more because being able to see outweighs vanity. If it weren't for the glasses, tattoo, and piercings, he could most certainly pass as an upper class kid. Yes, that's right, Val has a tattoo, though it's fairly well hidden. It's just a small tribal tattoo. He also has his ears pierced twice on each ear, as well as one cartilage piercing in his ear. Personality: Val is friendly enough when you first meet him, though he would never go out of his way to help a stranger. It's once you get to know him that his true personality becomes more apparent. The part of him that would die for his friends if necessary. He's kind, and overly protective of those he loves and cares about. He's also extremely opinionated. Nobody can tell him he's wrong, no matter what. He simply won't let them. History: Val's history is really quite boring. There isn't much out of the ordinary to see. He's an only child, born to an average family, with average parents living an average life. All in all, he's your average teenage boy, who does average things. He works part time at a music store, which is actually in the upper class society, and spends the rest of his time with his friends doing the stupid things boys usually do.
If it's okay with you, Momo, I'm gonna move the old OOC/IC to the graveyard.
I'll whisper in your ear, You are mine, and you will never have to be alone. And when I pull you near, You'll know I love you like I never loved anyone. So let me be the one to lift you up, I'll carry you home. 'Cause now I'm here to keep you safe, And to catch you when you fall.
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Beginner
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1 x 1 RPs
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#226#
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#226#
Commy, I know a girl named Alex Martinez
Nihil Temptatum, Nihil Potitum
"I wish none of this had ever happened" "So do all who see such times, but that is not for them to decide, all you have to decide is what to do with the time that is given with you"
"Youre ugly""Youre drunk""That may be...but tomorrow morning. I'll be sober, and youll still be ugly"
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Beginner
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#226#
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#226#
I dont care.
Nihil Temptatum, Nihil Potitum
"I wish none of this had ever happened" "So do all who see such times, but that is not for them to decide, all you have to decide is what to do with the time that is given with you"
"Youre ugly""Youre drunk""That may be...but tomorrow morning. I'll be sober, and youll still be ugly"
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Beginner
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1 x 1 RPs
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Internet Explorer 5
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No
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#226#
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#226#
Name of character: Chalker (Daniel O’Hare) Age of character: 20 Upper or lower class: Lower Appearance:
Full Body
This is what he wears non-stop, if he’s not wearing it, its cause he's he washing it (which happens once every 2 months mind you). When he's not being a rebel he has the hood down and no bandana or even walks around shirtless, look below for that image.
Down the inside of his right arm is a tattoo. It simply says "Chalked". Any other tattoos you see in the picture below are also on him.
Personality: Daniel, known only as 'Chalker' to basically everyone. , Is a fierce individual. He will kill an 'upper' (as he refers to them) the second he sees one for no particular reason. He doesn't, like most, believe that simply equaling the playing field will make everyone equal; he believes that only by everyone being naturally born will everyone be truly equal. In other words the only way to make life fair is to commit Genocide on the upper class. No exceptions.
He is ruthless when it comes to the Upper class and holds nothing but the deepest disgust and loathing for them. Even the stunningly gorgeous girls, he would have hung, the smallest, youngest child, they have no effect on him and no amount of begging, bribing or corruption will deviate him from his vengeance upon the uppers. The only circumstance under which he'll pass up killing an upper is if it jeopardizes his life the mission or both.
He holds however, nothing but the deepest of compassion and care for other members of the lower class. He won't lay his life down for another, not because he doesn't care, but because he realizes that if he dies that he won't be able to help complete the big picture. Killing all the Uppers. He loves his fellow lowers.
When he is on a mission he is force to be reckoned with and the only way to stop him is to kill him, he will crawl, bleeding to his destination if he must, and all of that starts with his bandana. When the bandana covers his face, shit is going to hit the fan for someone. Chalker also uses a LOT of slang; I'll start the list now at the end of this post and update it as necessary. History: Chalker was born in a steel storage container in the slums. His dad was a part of the pre-rebellion force. He involved Chalker almost immediately into what would become the Rebellion. Before it was a rebellion it was basically just causing trouble on a fatal scale. And he was first in line. Being 7, he was given a knife and used his size and 'innocence' to his advantage, air ducts, recon, deception you know, that whole shebang. He didn't kill his first upper until he was 13 though, god did he love it. He was on a recon mission and there was an upper who was trying to rape a lower girl in and alley. Chalker was behind a dumpster when it happened; the Upper was facing the other direction. He pulled his knife and stabbed him in the lower spine, then the neck, repeatedly.
From there he started to act more often and prominently in the ore destructive parts of the pre-rebellion. Chalker pushed for a unified rebellion force instead of rival gangs acting in the dark, and when he accomplished it, you can bet he had plans on working his way up the ranks. That however seemed unnecessary really. Working with him to unify the lowers was a girl by the name of Adie. He'd always know Adie but they had never been to close. When they both started pushing for unification though, they took off together. Never anything more than friends they grew close and when Adie was unofficially crowned the leader of the rebellion, Chalker was on her right side helping her and supporting her. Working on the front he learned to run properly, acrobatics and parkour, free running and even tricking.
His Slang: Chalked- adj. Used to describe something that is fucked up, broken, idiotic and or something like that. (That's where his name came from, Chalker, someone who fucks shit up)
Upper: Member of the upper society
Lower: A member of the lower society
Parkour, free running and tricking:
Nihil Temptatum, Nihil Potitum
"I wish none of this had ever happened" "So do all who see such times, but that is not for them to decide, all you have to decide is what to do with the time that is given with you"
"Youre ugly""Youre drunk""That may be...but tomorrow morning. I'll be sober, and youll still be ugly"
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Beginner
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1 x 1 RPs
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Internet Explorer 5
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#226#
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#226#
SOrry didnt mean it like that Commy, I mean you dont have to change your characters name, on behalf that I know a girl with the same name haha. sorry
Nihil Temptatum, Nihil Potitum
"I wish none of this had ever happened" "So do all who see such times, but that is not for them to decide, all you have to decide is what to do with the time that is given with you"
"Youre ugly""Youre drunk""That may be...but tomorrow morning. I'll be sober, and youll still be ugly"
What Roleplaying Skill Level do you consider yourself?
Beginner
Favorite RP Genre
1 x 1 RPs
What browser are you using?
Internet Explorer 5
Have you ever GM'd / DM'd?
No
Skype
#226#
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#226#
Well, its not my rp, not my say. But Id love a cynical sense of humor in all this ;)
Nihil Temptatum, Nihil Potitum
"I wish none of this had ever happened" "So do all who see such times, but that is not for them to decide, all you have to decide is what to do with the time that is given with you"
"Youre ugly""Youre drunk""That may be...but tomorrow morning. I'll be sober, and youll still be ugly"
What Roleplaying Skill Level do you consider yourself?
Expert
Favorite RP Genre
RPs played like a story.
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Firefox 3
Might I inquire about joining this RP, possibly?
Ryan D. Keel
Name of character: Ryan D. Keell Age of character: 24 Years Old Upper class Appearance:
Like everyone in the upper society his body represents perfection. His body is a work of art, fully toned and chiseled, such is the way he wanted it. He wanted beauty over utility. His hair is long and blond, with no amount of facial hair. His eyes are a mesmerizing light blue and his clothes are limited. Preferring to show off the perfection that is his body. He tends to wear tight closing so people can see and witness his beauty.
Personality
Ryan is vain, and adores his body. His vanity is legendary; ordering large semi-nude work of arts of himself, and surrounding and filling his home with them. He constantly admires himself through the creation made for him, or through his beautiful golden hand mirror, covered in beautiful gems. He’s also a hedonist. Always seeking to find pleasurable ways to spend his time; his family was rich, and he was spoiled to perfection. He often sees the lower class with pity, rather than disdain.
He finds it sad that they could never achieve such perfection, but he so adores them at the same time. Lower-class women were so easy to pick up and entertain. How was it that such imperfect eyes could be so ravished by his beauty? Picking up women, and have them indulge in his body; he considers an act of charity, for them, to be able to touch, to feel and perhaps taste such perfection at least once in their pitiful lives. He does consider them as 2nd class citizens that ought to be kept in their own place. Indulging a few of them was all well and good, but do it too often and they start getting spoiled.
And if they really wanted to be considered 1st class citizens, then they needed to get their genes touched up; that simple it was in his mind.
History:
Ryan D. Keell was the fourth and the youngest son. He is 10 years younger than the sibling before him. It was clear why his parents made him: to be spoiled rotten. His parents already had three perfect children to take over the family wealth: all of them smart, efficient, ruthless and very pragmatic. The fourth one was simply a toy for the parents, to relive the joys and moments of raising a child. Ryan was given everything he ever wanted. If Ryan wanted a specific toy, he got it. His every whim was given to him without any hesitation.
His ego became legendary. His sense of self-entitlement was infinite. He seemed to only care about himself. In his teen, before such violence between the lower and the upper part began; he would seduce and trick lower class women into indulging him. It was initially just to satisfy his own perversions, but his ego quickly shifted the intention: he was doing them a favor.
His attitude toward the increasing social rift was a simple shrug. It’s not like the lower class had the perfection to go through the perfect society. They were only hindering their cause. Violence was such a faux-pas. Ryan keeps going after lower-class women. Can’t have the ladies miss out on the perfect pleasure, could he?
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Beginner
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Loveless_Dream
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#0#
Dream's all up for it.
I'll whisper in your ear, You are mine, and you will never have to be alone. And when I pull you near, You'll know I love you like I never loved anyone. So let me be the one to lift you up, I'll carry you home. 'Cause now I'm here to keep you safe, And to catch you when you fall.
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Beginner
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1 x 1 RPs
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Internet Explorer 5
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#226#
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#226#
Is it still going?
Nihil Temptatum, Nihil Potitum
"I wish none of this had ever happened" "So do all who see such times, but that is not for them to decide, all you have to decide is what to do with the time that is given with you"
"Youre ugly""Youre drunk""That may be...but tomorrow morning. I'll be sober, and youll still be ugly"
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Beginner
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1 x 1 RPs
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Internet Explorer 5
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No
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Loveless_Dream
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#0#
it's in the process of being started up.
I'll whisper in your ear, You are mine, and you will never have to be alone. And when I pull you near, You'll know I love you like I never loved anyone. So let me be the one to lift you up, I'll carry you home. 'Cause now I'm here to keep you safe, And to catch you when you fall.
What Roleplaying Skill Level do you consider yourself?
Intermediate
Favorite RP Genre
Fantasy
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Chrome
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Yes
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#0#
Alright, so I'm going to start this up (finally).
Sorry for disappearing for so long, some stuff came up and life got crazy. My replies might not be the best for a little bit, because I will most likely be stuck on my phone (which hates to let me type) for the next few weeks unless I go to the library or connect at school.
What Roleplaying Skill Level do you consider yourself?
Advanced
Favorite RP Genre
Anything Interesting
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Chrome
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Yes
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Shadedscales
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#226#
Screw it, I'll make an atypical (female) Upper for you. As you always need one of those. Gimmie a little bit, for coffee to enter my system a little more fully, and I'll see what I can do.
A 5'9" woman that falls rather firmly into the category of "upper class," Damaris is about as you would expect physically. A slim, but pear-shaped build, with hips slightly on the wide side, and a relatively small bust. All of her features are relatively dark, but warm in coloration, from her olive skin to dark brown hair and lighter brown eyes that seem to sparkle and shine with life. Her hair is kept (typically) roughly chin length, with bangs an inch or two shorter. She habitually sweeps her hair to the left side of her face, often having to push her bangs back off to that side. Her lips are slightly large, but they fit fine on her face, along with her roughly-average nose. Her eyebrows are slim and straight, but overall her face isn't particularly expressive. She seems perpetually aloof, cold, and cynical, judging everything everyone does, and everything she passes before it has a chance to influence her heavily.
She tends towards wearing babydoll t-shirts (sometimes with thermals under them) and turtlenecks in darker tones, though the hues vary greatly. She's rarely spotted in anything besides boot cut or trouser cut jeans. Her choice of shoes tends to be simple sneakers or boots that look rather standard issue, aside from being steel-toe. But, that's not immediately obvious of course. She likes her puffy, down vests with the alternative being a sheepskin jacket she's taken a liking to. It's had better days, but she wouldn't trade it for the world. She also wears a collection of bracelets (mostly small, metal bangals and a braided leather cord) that change on a daily basis, though never removes the jade frog necklace about her neck with it's slim, silver chain. She seems fond of scarves as well. Obviously, she is capable of dressing up as required, but seems to have a vendetta against dresses and anything low-cut, or that shows her belly. She doesn't care much for shorts either. Her hands are often covered in dried paint, charcoal, markers, or even clay.
Personality: Damaris is rather quiet, friendly, sensitive and kind. Almost the opposite of what most Upper Class individuals have become overtime, brainwashed into thinking they're so much better. She very much enjoys the present moment and what's going on around her, with little regard for planning. She's impressively loyal and committed to people who are important to her. She very much dislikes disagreements and conflicts, however, and has no interest in forcing her opinions or values on others. She can be a bit distracted and scattered however, which is greatly evident in (for example) the lack of organization in her home. She's rather... artsy, self-disciplined and responsible, but a bit on the perverse side. She can be a bit nervous, but is overall benevolent and open minded, even if she might not be the brightest crayon in the box sometimes.
History: Born to Peter Harry Everett and Wendy While, Damaris has had a rather standard childhood for an Upper Class individual. She has one brother, two years younger than her named Jack, and wanted for nothing in her younger years. The Everett family made their money several generations back, with an ancestor being a big shot physicist. Since then, most of the family has gone into other-ist fields. Pathologists, Psychologists, Geneticists, Nutritionists, ectra. The fact that Damaris showed some natural talent towards the Arts at a young age was atypical of the family. Now, when we say Natural Talent in this case, it is more than even the standard "perfect" person. So, Damaris was allowed to pursue her interest in art and music, learning several different instruments and how to create in several different mediums. Completely isolated. Completely... protected, and naive. Completely ignorant of the existence of Lower Society, beyond the obvious idea that someone must take care of the garbage and other such jobs. But it never once crossed her mind who it was that did such things.
Until she was roughly 14 years old, and was off shopping with her mother. An... altercation occurred, and her mother was killed by someone in Lower Society. She was kidnapped by the same individual. Rather than threatening them with what would happen for their transgressions against Upper Society, Damaris felt for them after persuading her captors that she had no knowledge of what Lower Society was like. Of course, her father re-acquired her, and those of the Lower Society that did the deed were punished. But Damaris's outlook on everything had changed. Of course, to Peter this was unthinkable. It must be trauma, he decided, and sent the teen to the appropriate therapists and others of that nature.
Nothing came of it, and the next year Peter passed away. The two children were sent to live with their paternal grandmother, Vivian Everett. Damaris devoted a fair amount of time to learning about Lower Society, though she kept her continued interest less obvious than it had been previously. Jack, as anticipated, went into a medical field just like the majority of the family, while Damaris began making money off her art.
At the appropriate age, Damaris began Art school. Her family provides her with a monthly stipend, and pays for a rather nice apartment for her as you would expect. Despite not being quite under the thumb of her family, the young woman is still rather well cared for. And she still wants for nothing, and doesn't do anything to aid Lower Society. After all. What can one girl do, hn?
What Roleplaying Skill Level do you consider yourself?
Beginner
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1 x 1 RPs
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Internet Explorer 5
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#226#
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#226#
People.....post..... Commy Im not reading that.....
Nihil Temptatum, Nihil Potitum
"I wish none of this had ever happened" "So do all who see such times, but that is not for them to decide, all you have to decide is what to do with the time that is given with you"
"Youre ugly""Youre drunk""That may be...but tomorrow morning. I'll be sober, and youll still be ugly"