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Blair Finley Roche

WIP!!

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a character in “Guerra di Madre Natura”, as played by BumbleDrop

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Role:
Aquarius
Gender:
Female
Nickname(s)/Alias(es):
None
Age:
25
Love Interest:
None




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Height:
5’6
Weight:
120
Build:
Average with curves
Hair Color:
Ginger
Eye Color:
Blue sometimes green.
Scars/Tattoos/Piercings:
She has burn marks on the left side of her body from when she was eight.
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Oddities:

Skills:

Likes:
♒Reading
♒Veggies
♒Figuring out ways to help the dead land
♒Actually helping people in the dead land
Dislikes:
Hobbies:

Phobia(s):

Sexuality:
Pansexual
Personality: (One paragraph at least please.)




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Abilities: (This would be the things your character can do as individual, separate attacks in battle.)




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Relationship Status:
Single
Family:
Personal History:
Blair was born four years four years before thinks started to crumble. She remembers little of what life used to be and the rest is of war and hurt. She remembers when parks had real grass. Her parents would take her to her grandparent’s house in the country and there she would pick fresh apples. Now it was in the dead lands where she now runs a food bank.
When the government announced that the wars between the countries were over people sighed with relief. It was something short of a miracle but of course not everyone was happy. A lot of people believed it was the coming of Christ. Blair sure wished that was the case, because when all of the government came together they demanded something that no one should ever demand. They demanded people to think alike. You followed their rules and believed what they believed. You were absorbed into them.
Of course many denied this and when this happened civil war broke out. Blair was 14 then. Her mother and father tried to help out those who were casted out to the dead land but after a while they were sucked up into the system. Blair tried to forgive them, some of her did but she knew she could not trust them. She always knew she was here to do something….and at the age of 16 she grew into her powers. These powers she uses to help those in the dead land and to destroy the very things that control man.




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So begins...

Blair Finley Roche's Story

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Lyrik Czech Character Portrait: Gavendra Dume Character Portrait: Blair Finley Roche

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Lyrik would use his tounge to play with his lip piercings. Recently, he had taken a liking to watching the city gates through camera's he'd hacked. Through several nights of watching footage he noticed people escaping from the gates and returning like clockwork. Lyrik knew that this new world was one of despair and he couldn't help but feel, that it was his duty to help these people survive, so each night, he installed a fake transmission into the guards audio system. This allotted an extra 90 seconds for the people to pass undetected. He smiled at his computer, loving the thought of being immortalized for actions he completes like these.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Lyrik Czech Character Portrait: Gavendra Dume Character Portrait: Tegan Atlas Character Portrait: Blair Finley Roche

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Tegan sat at the inn, drinking in the strange sights around her. She'd only been living here for a few days and she still wasn't accustom to it. The people were loud, and drank large cups of beer while conversing with strangers. Never once did Tegan see this back at her posh community.

The owner, a nice old lady walked up to Tegan and put a hand on her shoulder. She didn't say anything but laid a plate of something in front of her. Smiling in thanks Tegan stared at the bowl. Whatever was in it was gray and lumpy but the men and women around her seemed to like it. Never one to not try new things she scooped a bit in her spoon and tasted the goop.

The taste wasn't horrible, but it wasn't the carefully made food she had back home. If Tegan was going to live here now, where her evil fiancée could find her, she'd have to either eat this or get her own food. Deciding to ask the owner tomorrow if she could make her food in the kitchen Tegan walked up to her room which had been given to her by the owner as long as she did the dishes.

Her room was cute as she could make it. Light purple pillows replaced the old leather ones the room at at first and the bed sheet was an fluffy darker purple. She launched onto her bed and grabbed her pillow. Closing her eyes Tegan let sleep overcome her.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Lyrik Czech Character Portrait: Gavendra Dume Character Portrait: Tegan Atlas Character Portrait: Blair Finley Roche Character Portrait: Zena

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Zena silently watched first the lone woman and then the two who went over. She waited exactly one minute before moving towards the wall she's scaled so many time, the clothes she created herself helped her become one with the shadows. As she moved the shadows wrapped around her as if to protect her, mingling with the dark grey of the fabric. Once she was to the wall she lifted up her gloved hands and inspected the claws she implemented in their design. The claws were made of a very strong metal she tempered and colored black, shining only enough so they could only be seen up close.
She took her time knowing that no one would ever see her having done this so many times and being aware of the way the shadows moved with her. She liked to believe that they were her parents, looking out for her, guiding her on her path to new treasures and adventure. Smiling at this thought she looked up then launched herself up digging her claws into the imperfections of the wall. Scaling the wall was child's play to her as was climbing down the other side. After noiselessly landing into the dust and dirt she crouched down and sneaked a few yards away from the wall. Looking back she grinned to herself and flung herself into the dirt and rolled around a bit giggling quietly to herself and breathing in the air.
After about five minutes of goofing off she got up, dusted herself off and looked around deciding to go back to an abandoned city she's been to many times and always found something new. She turned and waved at the city before turning and running off to the east, the air flowing through her hair made her feel as if she were flying. Made her feel for at least a moment she were free to be with the land and listen to it's whispers as it told her of it's past beauty.