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  Nala who is sooooo v incomplete
Posted by: Nala - Yesterday, 03:22 PM - Forum: Applications - No Replies

Nala
basics
full name: Nala
nicknames/aliases/code name: Nala
canon or oc: Oc
anchor character: No
species: Orion
gender: Female
age: 27
date of birth: here 2234
place of birth: here
starting location: Hub
originating fandom: Star Trek
fandom universe: The same one as Kaalth and Jaya.
pronouns: She/her
occupation: Orion Slave Girl
languages: here
appearance
playby: here
height: here
weight: here
hair color: Red
eye color: here
distinguishing features: Green Skin
relationships
sexual orientation: Straight
family: Jaya, others back in the originating universe (Father, Uncle, two brothers.)
relationship status: Single.
Powers/Strengths/Weakness
powers: feel free to list here
strengths: feel free to list here
weaknesses: feel free to list here
equipment: here
history
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Hub Information
landmarks in hub: Nope!
knowledge level of multiverse: full because of Jaya. Knew of the theory before then.
fandom specific information: Idk, space travel?
RP Sample
Only required for first character; after that feel free to use this section for any information that doesn't fit anywhere else! Tacos retro drinking vinegar, next level intelligentsia mixtape umami. Poutine pork belly cornhole vice pabst locavore. Blue bottle flannel pork belly, chicharrones cornhole humblebrag readymade. Bushwick pickled intelligentsia heirloom master cleanse locavore, echo park affogato fixie. Mlkshk chartreuse normcore butcher, flexitarian pop-up XOXO tilde chambray PBR&B. Hashtag drinking vinegar whatever, bespoke paleo cliche +1 chicharrones chia fixie you probably haven't heard of them intelligentsia. Blog pug four loko kinfolk disrupt, banjo portland celiac normcore narwhal franzen you probably haven't heard of them authentic.

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Tacos retro drinking vinegar, next level intelligentsia mixtape umami. Poutine pork belly cornhole vice pabst locavore. Blue bottle flannel pork belly, chicharrones cornhole humblebrag readymade. Bushwick pickled intelligentsia heirloom master cleanse locavore, echo park affogato fixie. Mlkshk chartreuse normcore butcher, flexitarian pop-up XOXO tilde chambray PBR&B. Hashtag drinking vinegar whatever, bespoke paleo cliche +1 chicharrones chia fixie you probably haven't heard of them intelligentsia. Blog pug four loko kinfolk disrupt, banjo portland celiac normcore narwhal franzen you probably haven't heard of them authentic.

Letterpress deep v gluten-free hella umami put a bird on it single-origin coffee godard. 8-bit post-ironic hammock forage four loko sriracha gastropub, lo-fi gentrify everyday carry. Wayfarers gluten-free organic 90's, letterpress small batch wolf kitsch. Synth salvia blog, pork belly plaid shoreditch 3 wolf moon. Flannel lumbersexual yuccie authentic, austin disrupt crucifix normcore meditation. Flannel helvetica church-key mlkshk. Fingerstache artisan tattooed raw denim, asymmetrical hoodie cred roof party tilde freegan mlkshk migas.

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Tacos retro drinking vinegar, next level intelligentsia mixtape umami. Poutine pork belly cornhole vice pabst locavore. Blue bottle flannel pork belly, chicharrones cornhole humblebrag readymade. Bushwick pickled intelligentsia heirloom master cleanse locavore, echo park affogato fixie. Mlkshk chartreuse normcore butcher, flexitarian pop-up XOXO tilde chambray PBR&B. Hashtag drinking vinegar whatever, bespoke paleo cliche +1 chicharrones chia fixie you probably haven't heard of them intelligentsia. Blog pug four loko kinfolk disrupt, banjo portland celiac normcore narwhal franzen you probably haven't heard of them authentic.

Letterpress deep v gluten-free hella umami put a bird on it single-origin coffee godard. 8-bit post-ironic hammock forage four loko sriracha gastropub, lo-fi gentrify everyday carry. Wayfarers gluten-free organic 90's, letterpress small batch wolf kitsch. Synth salvia blog, pork belly plaid shoreditch 3 wolf moon. Flannel lumbersexual yuccie authentic, austin disrupt crucifix normcore meditation. Flannel helvetica church-key mlkshk. Fingerstache artisan tattooed raw denim, asymmetrical hoodie cred roof party tilde freegan mlkshk migas.

shipper
Pork belly meh banh mi kombucha trust fund. Normcore echo park cred, 8-bit cold-pressed waistcoat cardigan cornhole pour-over four loko blue bottle lumbersexual tote bag gochujang. Messenger bag wayfarers viral keffiyeh, banh mi letterpress cardigan pug celiac food truck. Hoodie retro organic poutine salvia, gluten-free vinyl. Distillery drinking vinegar schlitz biodiesel slow-carb listicle normcore, 8-bit franzen farm-to-table mixtape gluten-free helvetica flannel knausgaard. Chillwave quinoa four loko XOXO, mustache pork belly stumptown. Slow-carb flannel YOLO craft beer.

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nicknames: here
age: here
pronouns: here
timezone: here
contact: here
triggers: here
mature threading: here
other characters: here
about: writing with me is a choice you'll probably regret.
27. Orion Slave Girl. Star Trek. playby.
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  Curses and Cures
Posted by: Christian Verglas - Yesterday, 07:24 AM - Forum: Hub - Replies (1)

He had taken the time to go through what resources he had of his own regarding curses and hexes and jinxes. It was admittedly not a thoroughly in-depth library, and while the internet had proven to be an incredibly useful way of getting information, but this? This was one of those things that Christian wasn’t willing to take risks about.

Not when it was the sanity of an Angel on the block. And no matter what Castiel insisted about regaining his sanity with no lasting ill effect, Chris wouldn’t risk it. Angels were the creations of God, after all.

But his own resources weren’t the only ones that existed. And maybe those others would help him. So he asked Wanda and Steve to meet him in the room where he’d made the portal home, where they could talk.

Worst case scenario, none of them knew anything. Best case scenario was that Wanda knew some spell that could help. Or Steve might know someone who could help. Or...something.

Yeah, okay, so short of turning to Ms. Zatara and asking for her expert opinion, and praying that she or John (yeah, John, Chris felt pretty sure that after facing a demon with the guy and learning how to make portals from him that they were sort of on a first name basis) knew something, this was Christian’s best bet.

So he walked into what he called the portal room, and smiled hopefully.

It was so much easier to smile when he was focused on a task.

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  The best secret hideouts are really secret
Posted by: Oryn Vance - 10-15-2017, 02:53 AM - Forum: Bazaar - Replies (1)

In the central part of the Hub, there was a small store. The store sold... well, Oryn wasn't really sure what it sold, he hadn't ever been in there. It wasn't a grocer, and it didn't have any reagents he needed for his own work, and that was really all of the attention that he paid to it. Well... actually, that wasn't necessarily true, he also paid attention to the dimensions of the building and how much business it got. It had a fair amount of business, it seemed to easily stay in business, but it wasn't doing so well that it would think of expanding, and that was all that Oryn cared about. You see... this store's building had a second floor that it didn't even know was there.

Oryn could see it, yes. Those who knew it was there could, as well. TO the rest of the people, though, there was the store, and then there was the sky. The floor between the store and the roof? Well, it simply wasn't there as far as they were concerned.

Today, Oryn was in his study, putting the finishing touches on a potion that he would set to its final simmer today. Stirring finished, he turned the heat up on it, watching as the yellow liquid began to slowly take on a golden sheen. yes, this was going to be a good batch. His new partner in crime might even be back today, if she'd had enough time to get the lay of the land. It would be a pleasant change, he supposed. He was finding himself eager to see the pink-skinned elf again, but he knew better than to try to put a leash on a woman like that.

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  Curiosity Squished the Spider
Posted by: Peter Parker - 10-12-2017, 02:42 AM - Forum: The Green Goddess - No Replies

August 3rd, 2017?

In a lot of ways the nature of the Hub makes it feel as though you are picking up from where you had left off in your own world. There are some major differences but sometimes things seem so normal that you can almost forget. And then you run into some interesting people and you are reminded that you are not in Kansas anymore. But that is half the experience, right? Peter, at least, thinks so and if he is going to be here - for who knows how long - then why miss out? Despite how some might urge him to the contrary, Pete had taken to exploring.

So he has ended up in Hub, the apparent center of this little world of worlds, so to speak. It seemed an interesting place to start. A big city, lots of buildings, lots of people; a variety of people even New York cannot boast when you can claim to have elves and spacemen and whoever else walking your streets or managing your shops. It is an endless amount of intriguing and Peter is every inch the tourist as he gawks about shamelessly.

The kid stares in wonder as he walks along, doing a three sixty to get a good look at his surroundings. He apologizes, face broken into a wide and excited grin, as he nearly bumps into someone as he turns forward again, raising his hand disarmingly. “Sorry, sorry!” Afterward he readjusts the strap of his ever present backpack on his shoulder, bouncing it a little higher on his back.

The sound of music draws his attention to one particular building. There are no windows to the place, only a name he discovers when he looks up. The Green Goddess. Odd name, but restaurants have music and that other place was called the Wandering Moon. Odd names seems to be a common theme around here and his curiosity gets the better of him. He opens the door and steps in. It takes a minute to realize his mistake, cheeks turning red.

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  Leaving
Posted by: 616 Steve Rogers - 10-11-2017, 02:53 AM - Forum: Hub - Replies (4)

Contrary to popular belief, Steve isn't so stubborn as to not listen to good advice occasionally. That is why he takes the night to sleep on things before making any final decisions or confronting Mr. Stark.

The next morning Steve looks around his empty room. The only thing he came to the hub with is his shield and the clothes on his back, and that's the only thing he plans on taking with him.

He's leaving the mansion. In light of everything he's learned staying here and taking advantage of Mr. Starks hospitality just doesn't seem right. Besides he's sure there are other places in the hub he can stay at that aren't connected to Mr. Stark or the Avengers.

However, before he goes he should at least let Mr. Stark know he's going. Maybe he can even asked why he lied; about not being Iron Man and about being his friend. Steve's not sure if he wants to know the answer. Maybe instead of talking he can just find the answers in Christians comics.

Shouldering his shield Steve walks down the hall to Mr. Stark's room and knocks.

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  Quest Day One: Lost Lake Villiage, Oregon to Nampa, Idaho
Posted by: Luthien Vogeler - 10-10-2017, 04:36 AM - Forum: The Emberverse - Replies (4)

By the time they'd gotten their gear stowed in the van, and put a dent in Steve's reserve of ready cash by eating at the Lost Lake Lodge, it was getting late in the afternoon. Some of the other members of the Fellowship, notably Dean and Queth, had argued in favor of setting out immediately, claiming that travelling at night was common, and not at all dangerous. But Luthien had found out the date, and a nagging sensation had told her that The Powers wouldn't have given them almost a month to travel to Nantucket if they didn't need it, so she'd insisted that they make camp-which also required a small fee-, and leave in the morning.

But now they were up, bright and early, and hitting the road. As the drove along, Luthien was torn between interest and terror at the speed they were travelling at, and at the sights they saw. So many people on the road, in towns as they passed.

And the road itself. Smooth as glass, without the potholes or bumps that came from centuries of repair done by hand or with horse drawn machines. And the land itself was odd.

This wasn't Luthien's homeplace, but she'd been here, when she was still an othar, the Ranger equivalent of a squire, before the War of the Jaguar. This was the heart of Association territory, which meant that it was a patchwork of small hamlets, each with its castle. The castles were still maintained, because of law and custom, even if the lord of the manor lived in a more comfortable and modern manor house.

In this world, the land was more-or-less familiar, but everything else was different. How different struck her when they passed by-flew past by-a sign for Odell.

She'd been to Odell, the Dunedain Rangers had been hired to accompany the Duke of Odell's bride from Westria, something that had been done for the sake of show and the swank of the thing, rather than any need to secure the lady's safety, but there it had been. It had been a festival, rather than a job, really. The last time things had been really carefree, before the War started. And...

"That was where Beren and I-" she trailed off, not wanting to give words to her thoughts. Realizing that Castle Odell didn't exist, that Conrand Renfrew still lived in Portland and that if she failed in her Quest, that her world might never be.

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  Driver Picks The Music, Shotgun Shuts His Cakehole
Posted by: Luthien Vogeler - 10-10-2017, 04:02 AM - Forum: The Emberverse - Replies (8)

One of the fun things about time travel is getting to see the characters react to the popular culture of the time that they are in. Obviously that is going to happen in the main Quest threads as well, but I wanted to set this up specifically as a place where Our Heroes can bitch about 'My Heart Will Go On' or introduce Arjay to power ballads or whatever and not have to worry about their conversation being interrupted by minor things like being attacked by the forces of darkness.

So have fun, don't worry about exactly when the discussion is happening and don't worry about post order.

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  Ante Up
Posted by: Remy LeBeau - 10-09-2017, 06:29 AM - Forum: The Green Goddess - Replies (23)

Remy didn’t go back to the Goddess immediately after he had met Jaya and they had...Talked. Not only was it simply not his style, but it would give the wrong impression. Instead, he had met with a client and gone on a job.

He hadn’t actually been looking for anything. But as he’d been coming out of the insanely plush study, he’d noticed an old but not overly expensive frame, within which had rested a… He’d thought at first a letter, as it was obviously handwritten, but when he had looked, it was a poem, written in beautiful calligraphy. It wasn’t his earth he was on, it wasn’t Hub, and no one would ever know… He knew this. His eyes had slid around the room checking for security and any other little tricks the owner might have set up, and then he’d plucked the frame from the wall, walking off with it and the pearl necklace he’d been hired to retrieve.

When he’d gotten back to his home in Hub, he’d sat down and gone over the framed poem in detail, cleaning it, wiping any trace of its previous ownership from it. Then he had wrapped it in plain brown paper, and handed it to a courier with a simple note of, “I hope you like poetry, chere.” with his first initial on it and had sent it off.

Si vous avez dit que vous étiez froid
Je t'enverrais les bras autour de toi.
Si vous dites que vous aviez soif, je vous donnerais l'océan bleu.
Je vous donnerais tout: la lune, les étoiles, le coucher du soleil aussi.



It had been days since then, and Remy walked into the Goddess, the little present forgotten about already as he whistled to himself, taking a seat at the bar and ordering their top shelf bourbon with an easy grin to the bartender. Once the drink was in his hand, he turned to see if he could spot Jaya, wondering if perhaps she was lonely and in need of companionship tonight like he was.

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  Separation Anxiety
Posted by: Sombra - 10-09-2017, 05:22 AM - Forum: Hub - Replies (2)

Sombra stood inside the portal to the hub, arms crossed and pensive. Sure- she hadn't been expecting fanfare- but unless time flowed differently here, she was pretty sure there was supposed to be a cute robot waiting for her. She tapped her foot impatiently before striding off to a more secluded area to send out a message. Sombra wasn't very fussed about having to stroll into Watchpoint Gibraltar to enter this weird place- and she was even less fussed about standing around, waiting in the open. At the very least she was going to go find an area with computer access.

Lightly dragging her hand along the wall beside her- to force the doors to close behind her- which they did as the purple light streamed across them. Having received the reports Gwin had sent through she was prepared for exiting the building and finding herself most of the way to her own home base- but it was still off putting to think of herself as next door to Overwatch. Sombra may like causing trouble but that seemed like a bit much.

Shaking off the feeling, she walked through the empty building towards her favourite room- built with holographic projectors on every wall- and with a damn good signal so she could find her friend and make it clear how she felt about not being met at the portal. Walking in, Sombra flopped into her chair, dropping the gear she had brought with her- trying to decide whether or not she was annoyed to find a similar bag sitting in the room (One that she kept in the real one.)

Tapping into the network she sent out a signal to Gwin that wasn't really words- just a pattern that vaguely translated into "Get your holographic or non-fluffy behind here." before turning to her things and sorting through for the sandwich that Widow had forced into her hands. (She had been certain it was poisoned- but none of her readings said that it was. Solely that it was delicious.)

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  Comfort Food
Posted by: Christian Verglas - 10-09-2017, 02:19 AM - Forum: Hub - Replies (14)

It wasn’t really that uncommon a sight to find Christian in the kitchen of the mansion (at least on the weekends when he wasn’t working), cooking or cleaning up or eating. He cooked enough to make sure there were leftovers enough for all of the residents of the mansion, and he had been quick to notice what things disappeared most quickly.

Tonight, however, was a little bit different. There were a lot of southern foods that could be considered ‘comfort’ foods, but this… This was something that Christian didn’t make often. Because he didn’t usually require the extreme amounts of comfort that came with this food. This was reserved for loss, usually not even his own, as he rarely allowed himself to grow so attached to anything or anyone to suffer that sort of ache. It was very, very late, or perhaps conversely, it was very early, when Christian silently made lemon pancakes. And that was odd as well, because Christian had a tendency to sing or at least hum while he cooked, not loudly, softly, but always on key.

Today the kitchen was filled with silence only broken by the scrape of spatula against pan, or the clink of spoon against bowl. The smell of buttermilk, flour, and lemon wafted through, joining the scents of saltier bacon, and earthy potatoes as they simmered and spat. On the table was a tray with crispy bacon, a bowl of potatoes fried in the bacon fat, and a platter with a small stack of the pancakes that were already cooked. Another bowl held scrambled eggs.

It would be enough to feed the entire house and then some. But for Chris, cooking was a form of stress relief, a comfort in and of itself, and food was a way to show people that he cared about them. This meal, one he had never prepared in the past for anyone in the house, including the man who had lived with Chris the longest among them, was one he knew by rote, his eyes far, far away, his motions fluid, but lacking the energy he usually moved with, face devoid of the warmth he usually possessed, and instead replaced with the mechanical actions, distracted, sad, with what might be tears shining in his eyes.

The meal felt more like ‘goodbye’ than ‘I care about you just because’ and Chris looked as though he were heading to a funeral rather than starting a day early.

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