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Finley Fairchild

I've done what I can to survive this hell hole you call a life, and I'll keep going until it kills me.

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a character in “Age Is But A Number”, as played by Chandz

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{" Here we are, trapped in the amber of the moment. There is no why.”}
- Kurt Vonnegut
Heart Beats || Dustbowl Dance || Little Lion Man Thistle & Weeds
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|{Full Name}|
Finley Alistair Fairchild
|{Nickname}|
Finn
|{Age}|
20
|{Ethnicity}|
English/Irish
|{Sexuality}|
Heterosexual
|{Role}|
Stretcher
|{Charm}|
A ring that is used just as a lock dial would be used. Turning the ring on the finger to the left from 1-12 gives a month, to the right signifies the day, depending which finger the ring is placed upon when the ring is being turned determines the era or century the traveler will travel to. Placing the ring back on the ring finger of the left hand will bring the user back to present day.

Finley came across the ring just a few years ago. Living out on the streets at the ripe age of 15 at the time, rummaging through peoples’ personal home garbage looking for a morsel of food to eat, Finn came across an odd looking ring. Finley’s original plan was to take the ring to the local pawn shop and sell the ring for cash. But when the shop keep kicked him out for steeling he decided he’d keep it after all, not that he had much of a choice.

It was by complete accident that Finley had encountered the truth about the ring. Whilst sitting in the park one lonely and stomach grumbling night, playing with his ring found him in worlds unknown. Panicked and in what seemed to be the 1400’s, Finley tore the ring off, sending him back to the present.
As time went on, and practice became routine, Finley was introduced to a time travelling group known as The Stretchers.

|{Mentality}|
Finley has an advantage that most others don’t. He has his ties with two groups, neither of which know. He’s been with the Stretchers group far longer than he has been with the Breakers but he’s been good about keeping it a secret, because when he was introduced to the Breakers group, he walked right into their arms and not a single person suspected a thing. Finn has troubles at time keeping his double lives secret but has not yet slipped. Both groups believe that Finley is as loyal as they come to their group. If only they knew.






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{" Time is what we want most, but what we use worst.”}
-William Penn
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|{Quirks || Habits || Oddities}|
▪ Grows out his right thumbnail in order to bite it down
▪ Twists strands of hair when feeling anxious
▪ Tugs on ear lobe when distracted
▪ Stares people down to a level of displeasure
▪ Antagonizes others
▪ Chews gum, a lot
▪ Constantly runs his hand through his hair
▪ Enjoys collecting currency from different times and locations
|{Likes}|
Jogging || ‘Robin Hooding’ (as he calls how he makes his money) || Time travelling || Pushing people’s buttons || Getting into dangerous situations || Rainy nights || Biking || Flirting || Stealing || Tattoos || Coffee || Red-heads || Laughing ||
|{Dislikes}|
||Most people|| ||Sushi|| ||Tea|| ||Cats|| ||Taking pictures|| ||Bad teeth|| ||Vegans||
|{Talents || Strengths || Skills}|
Strength
||Stealing|| ||Being sneaky|| ||Breaking into almost anything|| ||Charming his way out of nearly everything|| ||Lying||

|{Flaws || Weakness}|
||Often doubts himself|| ||Gets caught in the past (ooc: haha puns. ic: his family’s past)|| ||Clinical depression||

|{Hobbies}|
||Jogging|| ||Biking|| ||Swimming||

|{Fears}|
Losing his ring || Charm dust || Dying || Vanishing in the past || Heights||

|{Secrets}|
He never met his family, everyone thinks he ran away from home at 15 Finley is a double-agent.
Finley suffers from clinical depression that causes anxiety attacks and seizures
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{" A man who dares to waste one hour of time has not discovered the value of life.”}
-Charles Darwin



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|{Personality}|
{Mischievous; Cocky; Charming; Secretive; Daring; Skeptical; Brutally honest}
From the very beginning of what Finley could remember, from when his name was originally Matthew to present day, Finley has always been what he imagines to be independent. He’s never let anyone run his life and he doesn’t intend on starting now. Although he’s independent, he is a little immature. He feels like the little brother of anyone who keeps him close. Probably because he never had any real family growing up, Finley still acts like the child in him that never got to go through a childhood. However, no matter how independent Finley may act or feel, he really truly just wants to be able to get close to someone enough to be able to call family.
Growing up Finn had to deal with a lot; abuse, hunger, rejection, you name it, he pulled through it. Now, Finley is a lowly thief, nothing more and he knows that. Finn is just another sewer rat left out to die in the cold, only thing is, he survived. His life has been nothing more than waves of disappointment one right after the next. But starting off as a failure from a young age, Finn has learned to cope with the negatives life throws his way and he always tries to put one foot ahead of the other, even if his foot gets caught sometimes.
He’s learned to survive on his own since he was a boy. In that very skill of survival, Finley has become quite good at what he does, steal that is. Due to his often fortune with getting away with nearly all this thefts, Finn has become far too cocky for his own good. He’s always getting himself into trouble, but he certainly knows how to talk his way out of it.

Thieves have no room for error; Finley would consider himself a perfectionist except for the fact that his life is anything but. He’s a high skeptic, nothing short of a cold hearted critic. He tells people the painful truth unless of course he’s in a scheme, then he’ll lie like a whistle through his teeth. He’s an unpredictable fool that only gets himself into trouble. But he’s enjoying every minute of the risk.



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{" Time is the most valuable thing that a man can spend.”}
- Diogenes Laërtius
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|{Place of Origin}|
Unknown; River of Thames, London, England
|{Family Tree}|
This tree had no acorn to be sprouted from. This tree will forever remain fruitless.
|{Happiest Memory}|
The memory does not exist for Finley. He believes his own life was too much a burden to be taken care of by his birth parents, so he does what he cans to not retain anything from his childhood.
|{Saddest Memory}|
Being born.
How devastating, really. But think about it from the eyes of an orphan. Finley was found on the banks of a river in the middle of November, grew up in foster homes and with abusive foster parents. He had to learn to survive on his own as he lived out on the streets. Being born just seems to have been the biggest burden in his life.



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|{History}|
Growing up with no mother, no father, no brothers or sisters, Finley learned to fend for himself at a very young age. Found along the banks of River Thames by a parting nun, Finley was named originally named Matthew by her and adopted into the church. He was raised by nuns into a religion he didn’t believe. After all, how could there be a God if he just left him on a river bank for dead? Matthew hated the fact that he had to stay with the nuns and refused to continue to live with them. He wanted out.

Young Matthew was placed into an orphanage and then placed in several foster homes until he finally ended up in a foster home that would soon crush his soul. Matthew grew up in a foster home with a man far worse than what he imagined his real father would be like. Getting beat nearly every day for years, Matthew decided it was time to leave that hell hole. When Matthew had turned 9, he had scurried away from the god-awful home he was shoved into by the nuns and named himself Finley Alistair Fairchild, where the name comes from is beyond him.

Finley lived on the streets from there on out. He did all that he could to survive; he stole, lied, gambled. Which is why he likes to refer to himself as London’s Aladdin. He does what he can to survive and refuses to stop. Finley lived on the streets until he was 14 and that’s when the Stretchers took him in. He met a man named Gregory Nilto. Nilto trained Finley on how to steal for them, he wasn’t introduced to time travel until years later when he was 17 that he discovered the ring, two years before the Breakers stumbled across the boy.



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|{Face Claim}
Hunter Parrish
Character Dialogue || #4040FF

So begins...

Finley Fairchild's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Felix Abrams Character Portrait: Sadie Abrams Character Portrait: Avis Starling Character Portrait: Sandara Barnett Character Portrait: Beatrice Cordelia Hadley Character Portrait: Roselin Carter Character Portrait: Perriwinkle "Perri" Finch Character Portrait: Otis Carter Character Portrait: Sonya Lawson Character Portrait: Ondine Caudill Character Portrait: Asmodeus Blakeley Character Portrait: Frank Floyd Character Portrait: Finley Fairchild Character Portrait: Axel Wolff

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(Please use this format when writing a new post. It's not mandatory, but it would save everyone a lot of time, and spare us all a bit of confusion. )

{ Date (if in the present, just write 'present') || Location || Time }




Characters Present

Character Portrait: Felix Abrams Character Portrait: Sandara Barnett Character Portrait: Roselin Carter Character Portrait: Otis Carter Character Portrait: Finley Fairchild

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{ Present || The Warren || 11:40 }



With a quick tap on the shoulder from Otis, Axel found himself rolling his eyes wide. There were many things Axel hated and at the moment, Otis seemed to be doing his best to join that list. Not that Axel hated Otis -because he really didn't- he hated thunder thieves and if there was anything Axel thought Otis was good at, stealing someone' else's thunder was just scrapping that surface. Not to confuse the occasion annoyance that Axel took from Otis for hatred. On the contrary, as an only child, Axel always liked to think of Otis as the kind of brother he would have loved to have, What with their many similarities and all. Although, Axel wouldn't admit to a sibling like relationship between he and the Carters because that would mean admitting that he had absolutely no feelings towards Roselin. Though not a soul knows ofnthe way his heart beats when she's around, he wouldn't risk ruining the possibility of a relationship in the future, even though he was certain she had not a single eye for him. Axel looked back at Roselin and smiled before turning his attention back to Otis and Felix. Axel was here for business and now was not the time to be getting distracted. There was a group of people sitting just outside that door waiting to get a piece of Felix and this contract, if Axel was just a little lenient, they would all squeeze themselves in like parasites.

Much alike family, the Breakers were a competitive bunch. They were always trying to climb over their brothers shoulder to get to the higher rung on the ladder. It was never done with bad intentions among the group. They just saw everything as a challenge in which they needed to prove themselves with. This contract was no different. Especially after Felix had claimed that it was a big one. Everyone was trying to get there a fix for right now Axel was fighting for his own spot. "Listen, there are tons of capable people here that can finish this job," Axel stayed for all within ear shot to hear. There was no lie there. Every Breaker is not a Breaker by luck or charm alone. Breakers are strong. They are intelligent people who fight for what they believe is right. They practice with diligence and exquisite skill. So by all means every breaker was qualified for most any job but it's an undeniable truth that some were stronger than others. "But you know better than anyone here that some of us are just better than the rest. Capable doesn't always cut it."

It's amazing how Axel can make himself sound like the biggest asshole when defending his case. But he wasn't just defending his case, he was defending a select few. Axel new some travelers are just better than others. Sandara was an excellent traveler. He hadn't had the pleasure of working with her but he's seen her results and found her to be outstanding. Otis was another strong Breaker. He would not be opposed to working the case with either of them. But there were some he questioned. Roselin had been an incredible crush from the day he laid eyes on her but he had no clue of her work ethic, but Axel figured if she was anything like her brother, he'd like to work with her too. Family was another character that I still had no patience for. The kid had a shit past, that's for sure, but Axel always skeptical about the boy from day one. Something about him just seemed off to Axel. Axel had a bad habit of putting his foot in his mouth though and he knew one day and catch up to him. But for right now, he needed this job and he was willing to throw anyone who said in his way under the bus.

A silent fell through the room as a response from Felix was awaited. There was a fluttering and Axel's stomach and a ringing in his ears. In his gut he knew exactly who should work the case, but it wasn't up to him. It was up to this barely full grown man. He was the one that would have to decide who to send out to get this big job done. Nonetheless, Axel sucked up his complaint and let the man make his own decisions. Axel just hope that this decision would include him. He didn't want any more time to himself. Alone time did nothing but destroy Axel. He thought he was perhaps the only time traveler that ran away from time.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Felix Abrams Character Portrait: Avis Starling Character Portrait: Sandara Barnett Character Portrait: Roselin Carter Character Portrait: Otis Carter Character Portrait: Finley Fairchild Character Portrait: Axel Wolff

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{Present || London, England || 11:30am}


In some busy corner of London, the crowds become thicker as those who work in the area descend into the streets hunting out a bite to eat. There are enough people walking any given sidewalk that it might be difficult to immediately spot a person, unless they had some sort of very distinguishing feature, such as brightly colored hair or a large birthmark on their face. One could easily walk right past a person whom they have known for years, and not even realize their presence. Everyone has the potential to be Mr. Cellophane, should no one be on the lookout for them. This is certainly the face for one young woman with brown hair, brown eyes, and a very unimpressive outfit of jeans, a longsleeved black shirt, and a tan overcoat. Of course, had anyone glanced at her only moments ago, they might have been inclined to look twice. After all, before stepping out of the alleyway a few minutes prior, the young woman had been wearing an outfit that would seem more at home in a Jane Austen film than in present-day London.

Very few, if any at all, had bothered to peer down an alleyway in time to spot her sudden appearance. Fewer still had watched her change --with impressive speed-- into the very typical clothing she now wears. The young woman has become something of an expert in the way of quick changes, over the past few years. This is probably because her charm, her time traveling device, fails to dress her in period appropriate-clothing whenever she arrives in a new era. This leaves her needing to change as quickly as possible, so as not to draw attention to herself. As far as she is concerned, the greatest skill anyone involved in time travel can have is that of blending in. It wouldn't do to cause a scene, especially when one has traveled back for the purpose of committing a rather frowned-upon crime: murder. Perhaps assassination sounds a tad better, though it holds the same meaning.

The point is, Avis Starling is very good at getting in and out of clothing at great speeds. It's a necessary skill for her work, after all, and she is rather devoted to being good at what she does.

Devotion doesn't stop her from often failing to appear at both the right place and the right time, however. It isn't uncommon for Avis to have to make teleporting and time traveling separate tasks, one coming before the other, as her charm often will mess that up a bit as well. Perhaps this is because it was not hers to begin with, and its previous owner has a less than pleasant place in the heart of its current wielder. The watch is of great importance to Avis, of course. It represents a time which had an overwhelming influence on who she is as a person. It represents her time with WINGS. But so do the scars on her back, and yet she does not wear those openly. The watch is the only momento which she can really bear to look at, because it has come to represent her new reality.

This new reality is her place with the Breakers. She should be with them at the moment, really, and will likely be shortly. With this destination in mind, the young woman pops into another empty alley --and disappears.

{Present || The Warren || 11:38}

She reappears in the hallway outside of the livingroom, and looking in finds that it is surprisingly empty. One person looks over, and acknowledges her with a smile. They stand up and walk over to greet her. "Avis! Welcome back --that mission was longer than expected, was it?"

The woman smiles in response, with half of her mouth, and shrugs, "A bit. Is Felix around?"
She wants to check in, let the leader know that she's returned. Formalities, before she might find something to eat. Her stomach has entered that state of gnawing hunger, and Avis is having difficulty recalling the last time she's eaten. She doesn't receive an answer from the person she's speaking to --the words of another suffice in filling her in, though they are meant to fill in Finley.

"Felix just introduced a new contract. It's supposed to be a big one --requiring more than one breaker. He's in his office, if you're interested," one of the Breakers, a 20-something with short black hair, informs him. Her question having been answered, though not intentionally, Avis says goodbye to the person before her and heads to Felix's office to confirm the completion of the contract she'd accepted over a week ago.

When she arrives at his door, she sees the office is already occupied. The woman knocks four times.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Felix Abrams Character Portrait: Avis Starling Character Portrait: Sandara Barnett Character Portrait: Roselin Carter Character Portrait: Otis Carter Character Portrait: Finley Fairchild Character Portrait: Axel Wolff

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{Present || The Warren || 12:04}



If there was a surplus of anything in the Breakers it was probably attitude. Like a big family, there’s always going to be a little bit of sibling rivalry but as it turns out for Axel, it’s just a little more than that. "Yes, capable doesn't always cut it," Felix shot back at Axel, who just glared back, "Especially when the power of your enemy is unknown to you. Then you fall prey to ignorance." Axel scowled at Felix, just under his breath he muttered obscenity. As a young boy, Axel was always taught, “bite your tongue before someone rips it out for you.” So he did just that, Axel shut his mouth, clenched his jaw together so keep from saying something that would cause trouble and just listened. He crossed his arms over his chest to see if anyone else had reacted but no one did. It seemed as though Axel was alone is his aggression. Axel shot his attention back to the leader of the group when he spoke, “Listen up.” Axel wanted to punch the kid in the face but he knew better than to ruin his chances of being a future leader or whatever else.

Axel listened quietly as Felix began speaking about the sums of the job. As Felix broke down the numbers and the payments, Axel’s eyes widened. It was an outstanding job and he’s not quite sure just how they came to land such a thing. Axel was curious as to who the client was that wanted these three dead. After all, it had to be a big name behind the job. Couldn’t possibly be some random ne’re do well trying to be gone with three random people. They probably weren’t random though. Not for that amount of money. It had to be some pretty big names for a sixty-thousand pound job. The curiosity inside Axel only grew. He listened closely as the holograms appeared from Felix’s charm. He watched as each face rotated in the air so that all who were paying attention would receive a 360* look of the men and women they would soon be taking care of. Tidbits of information popped up alongside each face and name giving a quick blurb that Felix added on to. First, Asmodeus “Jack the Ripper” Blakeley; Second, Ondine Caudill; and last but not least, Frank Floyd. Each one just as cunning and skilled as the next, each one just as evil as the last.

This was a big job, it would have to be done in pairs. Axel didn’t mind working in pairs, as long as his partner wasn’t completely incompetent. Axel would be an interesting character to work with. Though he was impulsive, he was certainly a perfectionist. Axel was impulsive with his ideas, as soon as any idea would spring into his head, whether logical or not, he’d then began planning for that. Scoping out every single detail to fit the mold just as it was envisioned in his mind. Axel thought of himself as a hard book to crack, but apparently he’s just a surface tickle away from spilling his guts. He needed someone who was strong willed and had a mind of their own. Someone who was capable at working with others but knew what they were doing and didn’t depend on others. He needed a genius on his side, the only problem was finding one now that wanted to work with him.

Just then, Roselin raises the very question bouncing around in his mind. It would certainly take away any stigma that Axel doesn’t have many friends if they get assigned partners, just as school, but then again Felix might partner up Axel with perhaps the worst partner in spite. After all, that’s what happens when you’re an asshole to your boss. Axel was awfully curious and anxious to get the job started, but he felt as though there was something missing. There was more to come for this job and he thought it would be best if he just waited for Felix. After all, there was no need to upset a boss who considered him to be ignorant any more than he already has. Axel wanted to join in along with Roselin and back her up on the question asked, he wanted to ask Felix what the next step was, but just then a knock on the door caused him to hold his tongue.




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{Present || The Warren || 11:55}



Finley was the runt of every group. Especially the Breakers. They saw him as nothing more than a homeless rat off the street that needs a place to live and somehow some way came across time travelling. It was nothing short of a miracle if he was included into anything. Which he never complained about, his true loyalty was to The Stretchers. He encountered the Breakers a few years ago and they gave him a room to sleep in, but he was practically invisible.

Upon being denied an explanation as to what was going on within the Breakers, Finley took his ear to a conversation between an arriving Breaker and someone else as they made their way to the door where the meeting was supposedly being held. Finley lingered until sight of her was lost and he casually made his way towards the wall, where he then stuck his ear to the wall and listened. Everyone inside was quiet, perhaps the meeting had adjourned. Nonetheless, Finley was determined to figure out what was going on. Finley was the little birdie on the street everyone always heard something about. Now it was time for him to get his beak on the street so that the rest of the Stretchers could know what was going on.

Life for Finley was always more about the money than anything else. He learned the value of the bill from a young age, which could be why he has an onset loyalty to the Stretchers. They understand his background more than any other group would. Though he was loyal to the Stretchers, it wasn’t uncommon for their members to wander between sides. Finley just so happened to be on the Breaker side. He hasn’t officially told anyone about his loyalty to the other group as most Breakers don’t trust Stretchers, but he had a feeling that Felix knew, after all, what kind of leader doesn’t do background checks? Money was a big item in Finley’s life and he’d do anything to get hands on more, and a secret like this was worth a big buck. Finley fiddled with his ring and teleported back to the Temple bar with hopes that he’d come across his leader. He knew she would want the score in this as well. A big job means a big payday and if there’s anything the Stretchers liked, it was a grand gesture, and this was certainly a grand gesture.