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DJ Myles

"Don't worry, sarcasm isn't contagious. Idiocy is, though..."

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a character in “Gem Power”, originally authored by Byte, as played by RolePlayGateway

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| N A M E |
Dorothy Janette Myles

| N I C K N A M E |
Just Dee or Jay... or DJ if you're feeling lucky.

| A G E |
18

| G E N D E R |
Female

| R O L E |
The Introvert

| E T H N I C I T Y |
Canadian

| B I R T H D A T E |
April 1st β™ˆ

| S E X U A L I T Y |
"What's it to you? Trying to fish me out or somethin'?"



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| H E I G H T |
5'10"

| W E I G H T |
136 lbs

| E Y E C O L O R |
Amber

| H A I R C O L O R |
Peach-blonde

| A P P E A R A N C E |
Actually very... sober. Jay's nothing if not average, safe for perhaps her height, and so she doesn't tend to make much of a statement, or stand out at all, in the public eye. In fact, she's typically casual in her fashion sense; jeans, shirt, sneakers and maybe a scarf to top it off. But with that said, she does try to make herself look somewhat presentable, she isn't a slob by any means.

| O D D I T I E S |
Given her modesty, Jay's not very forthcoming with several tattoos -- most of which reside around her upper back and left arm. A set of wings shaped like a yin-yang symbol on her shoulder, a red rose on the expanse of her upper arm and the words "Carpe Diem" spelled across her shoulder blades.


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| P E R S O N A L I T Y |
✦ Reserved ✧ Cynical ✦ Ambitious ✧ Frank ✦
People tend to be under the impression that there's more than meets the eye with Jay, like she's got something bigger secrets compared to anyone else that she hiding deliberately (metaphorically speaking, of course). But in reality, Dee is just as transparent as the next guy and is nowhere near the mystery novel protagonist that some make her out to be. Very honest about everything, actually, it just so happens that she's more comfortable with leaving people wondering rather than cluing them in and scrapping the entire "mystique" facade she's been dubbed. But in all fairness, Jay's not much of a talker regardless.

Under the wake of the silent introvert, though, Jay has a good sense of humour about herself and others and tends to be less of a stuck-up conservative when around people she's comfortable with. She's usually polite and has a fairly easy-going attitude with friends. A bit frosty, sure, but then again Dee's not someone to be all extroverted and out there, ya know. She comfortable letting others make fools of themselves, easy laughing stock.

That said, Jay is a very self-reliant individual and has a tendency to put her own priorities over that of others. She can be willing to compromise, but isn't very giving when it comes to her own do's and don'ts and probably won't thank you for it if you step over her personal bounds. She likes to take things slow, and will snap shut if pushed too much.


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| G E M |
Amethyst ~ Jay's aversion to her particular "gem" has led to a severe lack of dependency on its shared ability to transform into several handy things, and unlike her so-called friends she's not especially reliant on the usage of anything in regards to Amethyst-like arms or armour. In fact, she loathes to use it entirely and would rather be rid of it.

| E L E M E N T |
Ice ~ Fate definitely has a sense of humour in that giving Dee the ability to manipulate ice hits damn close to home, and she's nothing if not painfully aware of the de facto, quote unquote, joke that this is. Despite that, the ability to freeze everyone's toes off has given a new meaning to the term "cold stare" and it's through subtle manipulation of temperature and freezing liquids (or most anything, really) that Jay's manifestation of her icy ability shines the brightest.

| S T R E N G T H S |
✦Investigative ~ Jay has a tendency to get absorbed in things she's taken a penchant or interest, usually wanting to know the bigger picture before making an actual, rock-solid statement or opinion.
✧Decisive ~ For someone so obviously reserved and self reflective, she isn't too hesitant on making decisions based on fact and logical deduction. Then again, she is pretty obsessively organized, so there's that.
✦Tactful ~ Jay can take care of herself reasonably well, and is usually one to brew up something of a plan before going out and about.
✧Lighthearted ~ Nevermind the sour expression, Dee would much rather have a nice long laugh on the way to inevitable doom as opposed to frowning every step. Life's so much better when you can take some things less serious, right? Don't worry, be happy and all that.
✦Honest ~ You can tell Jay always tells the truth. Wouldn't be much point in speaking otherwise...

| W E A K N E S S E S |
✦Not a powerhouse ~ Having the strength of tin foil around a baked potato and a physique a chain smoker would call pathetic, Jay's not exactly left with much to take into consideration when going against the big lads. She just doesn't go about doing a lot of that, you know.
✧Callous ~ Dee rarely feels strongly about something, is usually indifferent on a lot of things and shows a satirical lack of care over matters; often given with a masterful display of cynicism.
✦Teamwork ~ Jay has a hard time relying, or being relied on by people. She doesn't do too well with invested trust or placed responsibility, either, and is very reliably... stubborn about that sorta thing.
✧Selfish ~ While she isn't menacingly wringing her hands at the earliest opportunity to abandon ship, Dee's out for her own interest and not for others. She's not uncaring just... puts her own well-being before others, to an extent of course.
✦House cat ~ Jay doesn't go out much, and is typically a bit cautious when out of her comfort zones -- if there aren't any.


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| H O B B I E S |
✦Hobbyist writer ~ Jay likes to take time out of her day to weave something of a novella. Nothing on big scale, and she's fairly persistent on the assumption that her work's shite, but despite that she loves doing a bit of writing now and again.
✧Amateur Sherlock Holmes ~ Dee's an inquisitive soul, and has a fondness for detective work in the same way someone loves tending to their garden. Not a big interest, but explorers make up the majority of history.
✦Sarcasm ~ It's a favourite pastime of hers just to be a pain in the ass to those who deserve it.

| H A B I T S |
✧Zed, not zee ~ Both a habitual thing and a conscious attempt to take the piss out of every American grammarist who's itching to correct the tiniest pronunciation mistake.
✦Fidgeting ~ Jay's a master fidget, usually subconsciously twirling a pen or some other pointless parlor trick object that she's got around when there's something going on that requires attention but not a whole lot of it. So far it's helped her master the art of origami and... weirdly enough Rubik's cube solving. Neat, huh?

| L I K E S |
✦Frankness ~ Dee makes it a point to be honest, to the point and transparent about her intentions and likes to see this in others as well.
✧Flirting ~ She's hardly serious, but, y'know, might as well entertain their thoughts, right? If only to kill time.
✦Tea time ~ There's just something sophisticated about taking some time out of your busy schedule to enjoy a cup of tea and have a civil conversation with sensible people.
✧Honest, hard work ~ Jay can appreciate the hard work that other people put in to make her day less of a drag, and is an avid fan of working round the clock herself.
✦Vinyl records ~ Her dad used to collect them religiously, and... well, she kinda took that hobby on board along with everything else. Nothing like the crispy sound of it.

| D I S L I K E S |
✦Theatrics ~ Leave the drama to showbizz, nobody's ever died from whatever you think is the end of the world as we know it. Because it sure as Hell wasn't the other nth times.
✧Hard, faster ~ There's no valid reason to be such an impatient little prick. Take a breather, humans have got a life expectancy of 67 years on average so relax, alright?
✦Minty stuff ~ Just because something's fresh, doesn't mean it should taste like you've just jammed an entire tube's worth of toothpaste into your gob.
✧Romance ~ Dee's not the dinner and a movie sorta gal. You'll either get her respect or you won't, digging through mud like a horndog isn't getting you anywhere.
✦Posh people ~ Being related to an entire flock of the bastards probably gives Jay enough incentive to point to a textbook example and say 'don't be like that'.

| G O A L S |
✦Love/hate marriage ~ A relationship based on healthy skepticism and sarcasm may seem a bit masochistic, but Jay'd much rather have a significant other who isn't afraid to make fun of their partner and bicker over every little thing. In good nature, obviously.
✧Underground novelist ~ There's nothing wrong with a little ambition, and Dee would like to have some of her future work published under an alias of some sorts. Nothing major, since she wouldn't be able to handle the fame, but it'd be nice to know you've left something for this world to enjoy before you perish into nothingness.

| F E A R S |
✧Commitment ~ She hates having to depend on people, and would be mortified to eventually be forced to rely on others to keep on living. It just isn't for her.
✦Bugs ~ Six-legged critters from hell, 'nuff said.
✧Clowns ~ People who enjoy scaring the Hell out of little kids are fine and dandy, but... there's something about those red-nosed weirdos that rubs Jay the wrong way.


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Fresh from Canadian soil, Jay's settled down somewhere in Point View City with ambitions of solidarity and striving to make her own earnings. While her family up north seemingly are a content bunch breeding on a limitless pile of money, this girl has instead decided to move down the hierarchical ladder and take her pickings with the middle class. Seem a much more reasonable bunch anyway, so, y'know, win-win. But in all honesty, Dee's just glad to be gone from the high-horse posh people. Didn't really make much out of her life there, since her big-shot parents were always going on about the next generation and, really, she didn't feel like becoming some fat cat high on the corporation scale was up her alley. And so Jay moved away under false pretenses that she wanted to "broaden her horizon".

Going abroad didn't really bother her as much as she first thought. Jay never did have many friends considering her somewhat closed-doors upbringing, and having preemptively saved up a bit of dough for a rainy day she had no problems renting a cosy little space in the outskirts. It wasn't perfect, but it was a start, right? Right.

| F A M I L Y T I E S |
Nah. Moved out on her own for this exact reason so who gives two shits about family, right?


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Shizuku Mizutani

| C O L O R |
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| P R O T R A Y E D B Y |
Byte

So begins...

DJ Myles's Story

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Red, all of it was red. Mac rode his skateboard through the streets of Point View City, but it wasn't his hometown. The entire city was made of ruby, and glowed bright red, even the sky was ruby colored. Mac rode aimlessly around the empty city. Nothing to be seen, or heard except for the sound of his skateboard. Then the sky began to darken, a huge shadow was cast over the entire city, causing Mac to stop in his tracks. The once ruby city began to blacken, and crack as the darkness came towards him. Mac tensed up as he peered into the darkness to see many yellow eyes to look back at him.

The monster eyes began circling around him, like sharks circling their prey. He held up his right hand to only see that his ruby gem is no longer there. He backed away slowly before he bumped into something behind him. Behind him was a version of himself entirely made of ruby, and with burning eyes. This was the same entity that explained everything about the gems to him when the ring first attached to his finger nearly three weeks ago. Mac looked at his doppelganger with confusion.

"You have to fight. Or your world will turn to dust." The entity stated in a cold, and emotionless manner. The darkness behind it then began creeping up behind the entity, soon turning it's body completely black, and replacing it's fiery eyes with bright yellow ones. A sinister, and unsettling grin crept across it's face as it held it's hand out to Mac. "Or you can embrace the chaos. Revel in the madness." Mac stared at the hand, and before he could react a sword formed in it's other hand. It then proceeded to stab Mac right through his stomach.

Mac's eyes shot open as he quickly sat up in his bed. He looked down at his right arm to see it completely encased in ruby. It soon receded into it's normal ring form. Mac got out of bed, and ran his hands down his face. Another nightmare. He has had similar dreams for the past week, each one more intense than the last. It was decided among the group that they'd first learn how to control their new found abilities before they started hunting the monsters. And since then the ruby ring has become....restless would be the best word for it.

Mac can feel the ruby entity growing anxious. It wants them to fight the monsters. It's tired of waiting. And Mac can sympathize with that. Mac got himself dressed in his usual attire, and began to leave his room. He left the orphanage that he calls home as fast as he could, and kept his head down on the way out. He was not in the mood to deal with the jerks that run the damned place. He pulled out his phone, and sent out a mass text to his friends. It told them to meet up at the woods, where they first got the gems.

It was a Saturday, and school was about to start so he hoped that everybody would be free. Mac quickly rode his skateboard to the outskirts of the city, and had to hoof it to the meeting spot. Once he was there he stared at the crater that once held the gems. His gem slightly reacted to this, and grew slightly.

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Michiko Akasuki


It was early Saturday morning and, while most other kids were asleep, Michiko had been awake for hours.

Initially she'd been criticizing a summer reading assignment that would be due on the first day of school, but (like always) she'd gotten distracted. What normally hooked her attention were books (*cough*fan-fiction*cough*) or the fantasies of cute guys (*cough*Kenny*coughcough*) however this time it had been something different: the ring upon her right pinkie finger. At first she had simply ignored the strange pull from it - like a tiny magnet tugging at her attention - however over the course of an hour her curiosity had gotten the better of her and she soon found herself tucked into a ball on her chair, knees to her chest and eyes fixated upon the peculiar item.

Straying to the memory of how she'd come into possession of the ring, it was no question as to why she was so fascinated by it.

Just over a week ago she'd agreed to go out with her friends and watch the meteor shower outside Point View City, Washington. It was beautiful and she'd actually been able to sit back and enjoy it (likely because Aria had stolen her notebook to prevent her from taking any notes or do homework). However this simple pleasure had been cut short when Mich realized that a few meteors had not burned up in the atmosphere and seemed to be coming directly towards their little group. They had scattered in fear, regrouping around the smoldering rocks before (against Mich's better judgement) moving closer. Like the first episode of an awesome anime, something like liquid / sentient gemstones leaked out of the space rocks and attached themselves to all of their bodies - assuming the form of rings that could not be removed.

Naturally they'd panicked but these things revealed to them all that they were the only survivors of a brutal war where a great evil (whom they referred to as the "Mistake") had driven the rest of their species insane. But as cool / tragic as that sounded, it got much worse: many more meteors had landed on earth containing the crazed aliens, who would attached themselves to any living creature nearby and proceed to wreak havoc on the world. Of course they all thought they'd gotten hit by the space rocks and were dreaming everything... until out of nowhere (as if to prove the gems' story) a bunch of bedazzled, acid-spitting frogs attacked. In response their "rings" had kind of taken control of them all, and with unfathomable powers, the they'd managed to defeat the monsters before the "rings" warned them that they were now the protectors of their world and becoming almost completely unresponsive.

Starstruck (literally), they had all agreed to take a week and try to understand what had just happened. As far as Mich could tell it was like something out of an anime and she'd just spent almost six hours puzzling over this sentient-gemstone-magical-alien-ring-thing, discovering nothing. She had so many questions. How many were out there? How many of them were still sane? What'd happened to their planet and what was the "Mistake" they so feared? Yet aside from the occasional vague emotion and constant satisfaction to felt to/from the ring, she'd discovered nothing else aside from what they'd been told that fateful night.

But her efforts had not been entirely fruitless; it was almost immediately apparent that her topaz companion had the ability to manipulate air in addition to giving her a protective shield for melee combat, like it had during that first battle. She'd discovered this while playing her violin - needing to turn the paper at a particularly busy section, she'd been surprised by a gentle, source-less gust of wind did the work for her. She'd since been trying to learn more about this ability and discovered that she could create a bow that fired air-rows (yes that was a literal pun) because she was rather... unsuited, for melee.

Michiko was snapped out of her daze by the buzzing of her phone on her desk and she jumped as if she'd been shot before reaching over and picking it up. It was a mass text from Mac to herself and the others, telling them to meet him within the next hour at the place they'd found the gems. Mich felt a wave of excitement and fear as she responded "omw". Had her friends found anything else? Was something wrong? Had they all done their summer assignments? She wouldn't know until she got there, so she quickly threw a few important items into her backpack, pulled her fuzzy salmon sweater over her head and raced downstairs. Her dad was already at work but had left half a pot of coffee for her which she promptly poured into a thermos before hurrying out the door.

Hopping onto her bike, and with the cool wind to her back, Michiko was there perhaps 20 minutes after sending the text. Mac was already there of course and she offered him a warm smile as she leaned her bike against a tree. "Good morning Mac," she chirped happily, her somewhat quiet voice still quite cheerful as she addressed him, "How're you?"