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Post by lilydragonose on Oct 2, 2020 21:15:01 GMT
Hi guys! I decided that I would like to make another rp since I have not done it in a long time. This is going to be a role-play for all people interested in criminal minds and other crime shows. If you are interested, you can join in at any moment and you can have more than one character as well. There are no guidelines or rules in this rp, you can do whatever you want. Have fun and happy role-playing guys!
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Post by Coasta on Oct 2, 2020 21:29:56 GMT
omg i have never seen criminal minds but one of my best friends is OBSESSED with it she loves the matthew gray gubler guy do we need to have seen the show to join?
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Post by lilydragonose on Oct 2, 2020 21:47:18 GMT
No you do not need to know the show or have seen it. I just thought it would be a fun idea for us to try lol.
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Post by Coasta on Oct 2, 2020 21:49:10 GMT
ooooo yea fs! do u wanna make ur character sheet first so we see what to put? i'm excited for this one
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Post by lilydragonose on Oct 2, 2020 21:50:12 GMT
I'm working on the charc. sheet rn yeye
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Post by lilydragonose on Oct 2, 2020 22:14:17 GMT
Name- Maya Tepew. Occupation- Vigilante. Code Name- Jackal.
Age- 15. Height- 5'10 Weight- Unknown. Sexuality- Asexual and Aromantic. Build- Maya is taller than average and has a decent amount of muscle on her skinny frame.
Personality: Maya is a fun and bubbly person who never lets anything get her down. She has a calming affect on those around her and she can take the edge off of any conversation/ topic. She is graceful and good on her feet, Maya is able to stay calm under pressure and will remain collected in the most daunting situations. Despite her occupation, she has remained innocent and sort of clueless when it comes to *ahem* you know. She is extremely loyal to her friends and would never betray them.
Bystander appearance- She has olive skin, black hair that goes down to her shoulders, her left eye is an amber/green color her right is icy blue, she has a small birthmark under her left eye that looks similar to the profile of a wolf. She has a cute and almost childlike sense of fashion (over-sized sweaters and long socks kinda thing). Vigilante appearance- Her outfit consists of a black cloak with long sleeves that goes down to her knees. She wears a black body suit with sky blue outlines, she wears black combat boots that end just before her knees (give or take an inch or two). She has a small blue backpack that she carries with her and to top it off, she has a charcoal grey jackal mask with blue symbols on it.
Background- Maya lived on a survival compound (kinda like a fortified house) and was taught how to defend herself at an early age. She grew tired of watching the local authorities not paying attention to "suicide" cases and so she decided to take things into her own hands. She never kills the person she is after but if she has to she will kill their partners or accomplices. She usually leaves her targets in front of the police station. Maya excels in school and at the age of twelve she was a freshman in high school. She spent the next two years there and became valedictorian of class back in Q city. She recently moved to California to attend college and lives in the dorms of Z University which is just outside of A city. She is one of the top students in her class and specializes in languages, especially ancient ones. Maya is part of both the girl's soccer and volleyball teams and is one of the top players. She is so skilled in her craft that she has never been caught or suspected. The local authorities have never made any advances with trying to solve who the vigilante is.
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Post by Coasta on Oct 2, 2020 23:23:16 GMT
Name: Clarity Rosas Occupation: Calvary (is a detective on horseback) Code Name: Breezy Age: 15 Height: 5'0 Weight: in the 120's Sexuality: bi Build: long wavy cinnamon brown hair, tan skin, small waist, big hips, round rear and chest Personality: quiet, but can be upbeat and happy. She seems innocent and sweet but she's really not. She is very experienced in what lilydragonose describes as *ahem*. Despite that, she has never had an actual relationship, and she is always on the hunt for love. She doesn't have very many friends, but she loves the ones she has. She also is an equestrian. Horses are her passion and she loves her 17 hand grey thoroughbred mare, Laguna, more than anything on the planet. Normal outfit: black jeans or blue jean shorts with a yellow tank top and yellow checkered vans. Calvary apperance: beige breeches, a black Ariat show shirt, half chaps, paddock boots, and a black helmet. Always has a headlight on helmet and a flashlight in hand. Always has a gun on her hip too. Background: her mom and dad were immgrants from Mexico, but on the way over, they got the flu and died. She was 8. She managed to sneak across the border and make a living for herself in California. She had always loved horses, and was lucky enough to stumble across a beautiful dressage barn right on the beach. The owner, named Margot Thatcher, took her in and adopted her. She lives on the estate with Margot and her horse Laguna. Even though she is now privleged and has everything at her fingertips, she is horrible at school. She usually skips class to have fun with others in the restroom *ahem*, or she skips to run off campus and go to the local diner, Sandy's. She despises school and everything about it. Even though she hates school, she has one best friend she made freshman year, named Maya.
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Post by MaxWinter on Oct 5, 2020 20:26:00 GMT
Name - Teresa McCallister
Occupation - Murderer/ex-hitman Code Name - River
Age - 15 Height - 5’5” Weight - Unavailable Sexuality - Straight Gender - Female Build - Brown hair, brown eyes with hints of dark red, pale skin, average height, average build.
Personalty: Kind enough to people she doesn’t know (tolerates them). To people she does know she’s her normal happy and crazy self. She keeps people laughing with her jokes. Doesn’t make friends quickly due to her slight social anxiety.
Bystander Appearance - Usually seen wearing a normal sweatshirt and ripped jeans. Colors of sweatshirt and jeans may vary. Always wearing high-top black converse. Brown hair is usually down and parted to the right.
Vigilante Appearance - Wears a black, long sleeved crop-hoodie (hoodie that’s a crop top), black ripped jeans, and all black vans. Hood up most of the time but when it’s down it reveals her hair pulled back into a ponytail. Has a black knife sheath attached to a black belt with her favorite knife in it.
Background - Was born and raised in a criminal home. Her parents got shot for stealing from a jewelry store when she was 10. Went to live with her uncle after the fact. She never really became friends with anyone from her school because of her social anxiety. When she was 14 she got a job offer for the hitman company from her uncle. She accepted then quickly dropped out because of how slow her job assignments were. And, why would she get paid if she could do it for free?
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Post by lilydragonose on Oct 6, 2020 4:16:01 GMT
~Imma just start it off since I am pretty excited~ _(Also: Any time passing scenarios will have asterisks around it and I will be spacing out the changes of scene/ events.)_
During class- *It is 12:00, the last period of my day* I twirled my pastel pink pencil in between my index and thumb fingers, the speed of the swing was starting to create a small breeze. I shuddered slightly and held my pencil idly. Even though I was in the front row and the farthest from the air vent, I swear it was only blasting cold air onto me and the professor. I disliked when people told me that I was a teachers pet but I actually was. I was a 15 year old girl in the freshman college class and on top of that, I was the best performing student in that class. So yeah, I guess I was the teacher's pet seeing as I actually cared about the classes I was in. The class, even though it was around an hour long, seemed to breeze by pretty fast for me at least. The other people around me seemed rather bored and I could practically see the gratefulness on their faces when the bell rang. I stood up quickly and scooped my books neatly into my book bag before walking out of the class.*An hour has passed and it is now 1:00*
At the dorms- I returned back to my dorm and set my bag on the second bed. I had no room-mates due to the fact that I had top pick of the dorms. I pulled my chair over and plopped down on it, scooting my way back to my glass and wooden desk. I quickly began working and in an hour's time I had completed all of my homework for the day and the day after. It was about 2:00 now and I did some stretches before changing into my volleyball clothes. My "outfit" consisted of a black pair of booty shorts, a jersey with my last name 'Tepew' and my number '22' in block letters below it, I slipped on my knee-pads and my tennis shoes. I pulled my hair into a tight ponytail and snatched up my sports bag before quickly dashing out of my room and down to the gymnasium. *I had practice for the next two hours, it is now 4:00* I returned to my dorm and closed the door gently behind me. I set my sports bag on one of my small golden hooks fixed to the wall. I hopped in a quick shower and dried my hair off. I pulled out my vigilante clothes and changed into them. *A couple of hours had passed, it is 7:00*
-Out on the streets- I stood on the roof of an abandoned apartment complex, the brick was crumbling and starting to crack but it still had the best view of the city. I pulled a pair of binoculars up to my eyes and scanned the area around me. I found my target rather easily, he was walking down the alley farthest from me. From what I could tell, he was a rather skinny, wiry man with slicked and oily black hair. He just seemed to ooze sleeziness and I smirked, this was for sure my target. I hopped from the roof and landed onto the next one. I made my way over to him carefully, trying not to be detected. I watched him walk down the next alley and with that I leapt onto him and pinned him down. It took me a short bit of time to cuff his hands up and when I did I waited until the streets were quiet. *Three hours have passed, it is 10:00* I had managed to climb up the roof of the Police Station and tape a piece of paper to the camera. It made it seem as though nothing was happening on the screen. I set the man down and put some tape over him mouth, propping him gently against the wall of the station. I pulled out a small pad of pink paper and began to write on it. The note read “Dear ACPD, I bring you Steven Saxton, a rather successful sexual harasser. I know you have been looking for him and so, here he is. -Jackal” I placed a small pawprint next to my code name and walked back to my dorm. *A half hour has passed, it is now 10:30* I flopped onto my bed after changing out of my vigilante clothes and fell asleep. *8 hours have passed, it is 6:30* I woke up and turned on the small tv I had in my room, sure enough the police were talking about Jackal. I smiled and got dressed, ready to start the day.
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Post by lilydragonose on Dec 2, 2020 6:30:04 GMT
In my dorm room- *It is 9:00 in the morning on a Saturday* I sat up slowly and propped myself up on my blush pink and coral pillows. I checked my phone quickly before sliding onto the floor for some quick yoga. I quickly hobbled over to the coffee machine and made myself a hot cup of coffee before opening my closet and grabbing some clothes. I looked over the clothes I had picked and nodded approvingly. I pulled on a large pink hoodie and matching white and pink knee high socks, I stretched more and put on my volleyball shorts and pink and white hi-top converse. A faint wolf howl sounded from my phone and I smiled when I saw the text message was from none other than one of my closest and only friends, Clarity. We had met in freshman year and she was an absolute joy to be around, thankfully her school was not far from mine. On Saturday's we meet at a small little cafe not far from both of our schools. I looked in the mirror and fixed my hair, gently pulling some of my baby hairs out of the bun and I snatched my bag from the hook before opening the door and locking it behind me. Thankfully the cafe was not far from my dorms and Clarity's school, I jogged my way over to the quaint little cafe called the Bird's Nest.
At the cafe- *15 minutes have passed, it is 9:15 AM* I saw the sun colored shirt and my eyes lit up, I waved happily and kept my voice quiet "Clarity, I'm over here!" She made a mad dash over to me and I started giggling like a small child, I quickly embraced her and lifted her off the ground as I always tended to do. I set her down gently and the waitress led us into the cafe quickly, I never got tired of this cafe even though it was small. The menus were set next to us and we both looked through them and ordered soon after. I watched Clarity eagerly "So, I know we took a small break from this but how has school been going?" She kinda rolled her eyes, I knew school was not her favorite thing but I loved being able to help her with whatever she needed. I awkwardly ended the conversation and looked away briefly, "sooo, how are you and your horse, Laguna right?" she practically started beaming and she went into detail about things I could not comprehend but I sat there and nodded along. I somehow never got tired of Clarity and that was one thing I was thankful for.
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