Ash [ic]

TFairy's online persona, Ash looks like a seemingly ordinary teenaged girl. The truth is... you wouldn't be far off. A vampire long before she had ever heard of twilight, Ash struggles to fit into her own life at the best of times. [Descript. in profile]

a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by TFairy

Last seen at: Gambit's Bar

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Personality

I'm usually quiet shy, and really quiet. SILENT quiet. I'm not a social butterfly, and mostly prefer my own company. I slip in and out of a depressed state. I can usually be found in the library, finishing off my homework or studying.

When my friends are around, I tend to be slightly hyper, talkative, usually found laughing. I have slap-fights with Declan, chat about Heroes and Anime with Shauna and Lily or get pissed off by Maggie talking about Twilight Saga/House Of Night.

In class, as I said, I am deadly quiet. I pay attention in most of my classes, occasionally doodling in my copy-book margins. I take all higher-level classes, but I am currently struggling to pass Maths.
(Die Maths. Die..)

Equipment

  • Wheelie Bag [Save your backs people.]
  • Sketchpad
  • Pencil-case
  • White Macbook
  • Mac [My cat]
  • iPod [and headphones]
  • Spyglass, for some reason.

Ash [ic]'s Story

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-14 07:48:24, as written by TFairy
Ash [ic] stumbles backwards into the bar from the shadows, looking around the bar, and rubbing the back of her neck. She blinks at Slipknot, muttering something under her breath, before finding a seat at the bar. "Fresh OJ," She says simply to the NPC Bartender, twisting around in her seat to look at the various patrons of the bar. Today Ash was in her school uniform; consisting of a pair of black slacks, an untucked blue shirt, and an ill-fitted grey jumper.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-14 07:54:09, as written by TFairy
Ash [ic] plunges her hand into a shadow beneath the bar, only to re-emerge a few moments later with a white MacBook. She placed it up on the counter, opens it, and begins typing before Loki Darkblade caught her attention, and Ash stared after him for a few moments before turning back to her computer screen. Best to stay out of trouble, especially in this place.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-14 07:59:52, as written by TFairy
Ash [ic] hits 'Shuffle' on her iTunes, the faint sound of [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D79peD6i-rw&feature=fvst]OTEP's Confrontation[/url] filling the bar. She was vaguely aware of Loki Darkblade watching her, but decided to ignore it. Most things in here weren't used to 'normal' people. Well, not that she was normal, but she looked relatively normal.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-14 08:04:03, as a chat transcript.
g2g

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-16 12:45:03, as written by TFairy
Ash [ic] walks into the bar via the shadows towards the back of the bar. Her hair is straight and neat, for once, and she is wearing a white shirt, a black waistcoat, and a pair of black trousers. As per usual, her white MacBook is under her right arm. She reached upwards, patting her already straight hair down.
She crossed the bar, taking a seat at the counter, and ordering an orange juice. She set her laptop up on the counter, opening it up and beginning to type.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-16 12:51:50, as written by TFairy
Ash [ic] yawns, rolling her shoulders. She takes a mouthful of her orange juice, continuing to type with her free hand.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-17 11:25:57, as written by TFairy
Ash [ic] materializes into the bar via the shadows towards the back of the bar. My hair is a bit messed up; I've been running my hands through it again. My school jumper is missing as I cross the bar in just my shirt, trousers and shoes. There's one simple reason; Study.
I sigh as I move my right wrist in slow circles, still sore from writing the Home Ec project this evening. I find my usual seat, one the locals told me had belonged to Captain Alish Torrent, and I order a Fresh Orange Juice from the NPC bartender.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-17 11:34:08, as a chat transcript.
I roll my shoulders, my entire body still aching gently from the workout I got yesterday. I plunge my hand into the shadows underneath the bar counter, pulling out my MacBook. I begin to type, googling disinterestedly the importance of Lent in Christianity. Religion Project, god dammit.
I sigh again, wondering why the hell they chose this year to give all the boring topics.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-17 11:37:24, as a chat transcript.
[I'm too busy googling X) I'm human actually. I don't want my virtual essence being eaten. Or maimed.]

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-25 05:35:47, as written by TFairy
Ash [ic] enters the bar via the door. This was no great achievement for most people, but it was for TFairy's Virtual Essence. Ash would usually enter the bar through the shadows at the back of the bar. She was dressed casually, in faded jeans and a plain black vest top. As usual, her battered black converse were on her feet.
She coughed twice before entering the wider bar, using the anti-bacterial gel next to the door to clean her hands. She noted the unusual quiteness of the bar, also noting the strangely familiar form of a woman not much older than herself passed out in a booth. "Raven Strick," She muttered, almost without thinking.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-25 07:12:10, as written by TFairy
Ash [ic] [color=navy]enters the bar through the door. Although this doesn't seem like a major achievement to the average person, it was the first time she was bothered to use it. Most other times she'd use the shadows around the bar.
Ash had left her laptop behind her a few days ago, and although her real life version managed with the laptops real life counterpart, Tfairy's virtual essence had failed to be in any sort of good mood.
A loud snore made Ash jump, only to see a strangely familiar woman in a booth. She looked rougher than usual. "Raven Strick," She breathed, almost without thinking. The name had come from nowhere, but she was sure it was her. A glint of light caught Ash's eye. Ignoring the fight going on, she stretched across the sleeping teenager, her fingertips resting on the precious piece of technology.
Suddenly she felt something cold and sharp rest against her throat. "What do you think you're doing?"
The girl's voice was strangely familiar, although Ash had never heard it befo

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-25 07:16:57, as a chat transcript.
^ before. Tightening her grip on the laptop, she turned around slowly to face her attacker.
"You- You're-"
"Alish Torrent?!"
"You're Ash."
Captain Torrent took a step back from the human teenager. "You can't be..."
Ash shook her head, "You're a piece of fiction,"
"Hardly! I'm as real as you are sweetheart."

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-10-12 09:42:49, as written by TFairy
Ash [ic] looks around the updated bar, and decides to explore the new world a little.

# Side Alley, 2009-10-12 09:43:39, as written by TFairy
Ash [ic] looks around nervously, but decides to press on with her exploring.