Ellie Vilks

"Camoflage is a game we all like to play.

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a character in “Inhumans”, as played by unicorns.are.real



"We fear that the future can have nothing so bright as the past.”
Julia Ward Howef

Full Name
Ellie Mabel Vilks

Nicknames: Elle (Sometimes)

Alias: Charade

Age: 25

Birthday: 1990, January 23rd

Ethnicity: Latvian, Russian and German mix

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Powers - Precognition and Attack Prediction

Precognition: Ellie likes to imagine that it's as though her brain has been hardwired to the wrong frequency. She hears what she has dubbed 'whispers' from the future. She can hear sounds, people's voices, songs, radio broadcasts. The closer in time it is to happening the sharper and more crisp the sounds.
Attack Prediction: Ellie can predict her opponents next moves.

ImagePower Weaknesses:Ellie has no control over her precognition. She can't turn it off when she wants to go to sleep and has no control over what she hears. Which means most the time what she hears in unfocussed rubbish. Conversations about who's turn it is to do the dishes, a news story about a lost dog, a car door being slammed. Sometimes the whispers are so unfocussed they are just white noise. Then most the time she hears multiple whispers at once, uncomfortably jarring her brain. She has to wade through all the shit she hears to hear anything on use. Hence headache's are common.

Ellie's attack prediction helps her predict predict an opponents next move, but it's not always accurate. in fact it's right about 85-90% of the time. Then there's the fact that Ellie knows what they are going to do doesn't always help as she actually has to have the defensive capabilities to block the attack.

Power Strengths:Ellie's attack predition can be used on much higher stakes than hand to hand combat. On small levels like playing a card game or a hand to hand fight, it takes nothing out of Ellie. Her attack predicition works almost subconciously. Though it can be used in things like strategic warfare to predict where the enemy is going to send their next fleet from, though this drains Ellie extensively is used to predict too much.



Loud Music : Rock Music : Champagne : Secrets : Dancings : Lies : Lying : Acting : Gum : Lollies : Sky Scrapers : Money : Silence : Luxury : Perfume : Jokes : Teasing People : Salads : Sports Cars : Diamonds : Clubs : Alcohol : Drugs : Sunsets : Tropical Islands : Cocktails : Brunch : Sleep : Sleeping Pills : Ballet


The Whispers : People : Staying Still : Poverty : People Talking About Family : Talkback Radio : Reading : Boredom : Headaches : Asparagus : The Color Red : Red Heads : Bad Smells : When Her Hair Clogs The Drain : Manual Labor : America : Injuries : Animals : Whiney People : Complaining : Dishes : Cleaning

Quirks || Habits || Oddities
Ellie has a habit of chewing her nails. Mostly out of boredom. Her nails have never really grown long at all since she's always giving them a good chew.

Ellie takes sleepings a lot. She finds because of the whispers that she can't really sleep at all without them. Though getting her hands on them in El Cielo has been tough. She doesn't even always take them to sleep, sometimes just with the intention of relaxing. Sleeping is pretty much the only time she finds peace from the whispers.

Ellie has a habit of scractching at her arms. Not is a self-harm way, but more a nervous tick she has. She also finds it's a way to ground herself when the whispers threaten to take her mind of where she is. The pain sort of centers her.

Ellie likes to pace. She hates feeling cooped up and unable to move. So she is practically always on her feet wandering back and forth with purpose.

Ellie listens to a lot of loud music. She likes it to be loud so that it tunes out the whispers.

Talents || Strengths || Skills
Ellie once dreamed on being a Prima Ballerina. She wanted people to line up for miles to see her dance. That dream has been long buried, but she still hold the talents she learnt along the way. She is very flexible, agile and has incredible core body stength and stamina. Even if she has let herself go a bit since officially quiting the trying sport.

Ellie is a natural born actress. Perhaps it is because she can draw on the emotions of the whispers in her head, mimicking their tones and feelings. However she is capable spinning the most convincing stories with real feeling and emtotion. She can break out into sobs, scream in pain or give an anguished howl at the drop of a hat. Which makes her a very convincing liar. Though she most enjoys this talent when used to mess with people.

Ellie is pretty good at reading people. Though she's even better at testing people to find their weak points and what buttons to push. She likes knownig what to say to make poeple angry or sad or anything really.

Flaws || Weaknesses

Ellie for all her physical strength is still a rather small, thin female. Which makes her weak. She's got no real bulk to her and lift much more than her own hand. If you're going to be working with her expect to do all the heavy lifting.

Related to her whispers, Ellie had increadibly painful and annoying headaches and migraines. It can really make her slower and more distracted on the job.

Ellie lacks any real vision. She's not a leader or a visionary by anyone's standards. She content just living happily in a pile of money, with a bunch of secrets in her head. She's not a mastermind or a leader.

ImageGreatest Fears: Ellie won't go anywhere near water. She also has an irrational fear of the colour red. It makes her uncomfortable to be around the colour.
Dreams: Ellie wants to be free of the whispers. She wants the end of the world to come to so that there is nothing for her to hear. Though failing that she'd do with riches and luxuries.
Regrets: Ellie regrets leaving Latvia when she was 12, only tradgedy has found her outside Latvia. Her memory of Latvia is filled with warmth and safety. Though she'll never return there, not with her family dead in the ground.
Secrets: Ellie murdered her entire family whilst they were sleeping. She doesn't regret it and believes she saved them from a worse fate.


Ellie is a very sly and sneaky person. She lies, she cheats, she steals etc. etc. She is always watching people, she likes to test them. To push their buttons, to find what makes them really mad. Then she repeatedly pushes their angry button over and over just for fun. She can channel the voices and sounds she hears, rambling and speaking them out loud, making her seem insane. Don't be fooled though, Ellie isn't half as crazy and she like to appear. She can perfectly replicate the emotions of the voices too, since she is a highly skilled actress. Though you never know with Ellie. Sometimes she tells people exactly what she hears and other times she makes it all up. She could very easily tell you she hears the screams of your mother being murdered, even going so far to replicate them, just for a joke. Ellie loves getting under people's skin and more than that, she can't help herself from stiring the pot.

Ellie is naturally a grouchy person. The whispers often keep her up all night. They never go away and even when dulled they are a constant pull and irritation at the base of her skull. It's all become very annoying and very frustrating. No mater what she does they won't go away. Which has resulted in her having a less than positive outlook. She has no time or care for people and their problems. All the screams of murder and death that Ellie has heard over and over in her head have left her apathetic to any sort of suffering people endure. Ellie has come to hate everyone and their annoying like personality ticks and quirks. She wishes them all to hell. Ellie welcomes the apocalypse with open arms. She can hear it already, a future possibility beyond her reach, yet small pockets of silence find her occasionally and it is bliss.

Ellie is a relatively selfish person. She looks out for number one. She'll hurt everyone and anyone who stand between her and what she wants. Everyone else on this planet is just an unnecessary annoyance in her eyes. She's been on her own for a long time now, so she's incredibly self-reliant. She knows how to look after herself and get what she wants, and wants she wants can be expansive. Ellie has expensive tastes and loves living the high life. She rather die young in luxury the life for a long time with no money. Ellie has the personal motto 'no fear.' She has it tattooed on her right forearm. She doesn't fear death, she welcomes it. So she'll jump off buildings and play Russian roulette with friends. Ellie believes the only way to truly live if as close to death as possible.


Time Spent at El Cielo: 1 years
Crimes: Ellie hears things from her whispers. Some of which she follows up on. The sounds of a girl being murder calling out the name of everyone's favorite senator. Or talk of covering up bombings gone awry, civilian casualties, or even just the run-of-the-mill afair. Sometimes she'll sell your secret back to you, other times she sell them to the other side. It all depends on which way the wind blows that day. Occasionally though if she thinks you have anything to tell she'll trade your secret for another you might hold on someone else. Ellie likes holding secrets.
The Official Account of Crimes:
:Blackmail of a Government Official

Place of Origin: Latvia

Ellie was born in Latvia to a very happy, kind family. A middle child to her sister and Brother. In Latvia everything was happy and blissful. She loved to dance and followed her mother's footsteps, learning ballet and becoming a ballerina. Ellie was a very talented ballerina. She wanted to dace on the world's stage, which she couldn't do in Latvia. So her whole family uprooted themselves and moved to America all for Ellie's dream.

That was when the whispers started. Things that Ellie had heard in her head started to come true. She was diagnosed with the gift of precognition and whilst the voices were always there, things sort of went back to normal. Ellie continued her dancing dream. When she was 14, everynight just as she laid her head down to sleep she heard her family's screams. Someone was going to kill them, and they were going to to do it painfully. Ellie ignored her family's whispers for two years. Her dancing suffered from the many sleepless night, her dream of being a prima ballerina went up in smokes after a back injury and the neverending screams left Ellie a little unhinged. Then one night when the screams wouldn't stop, Ellie took her father's gun and shot her mother, her father, her brother and her sister. They had all been sleeping, peaceful angels, that's how Ellie chooses to remember them. The screams stopped. In Ellie's mind she had saved her family from horrible painful deaths and no one is going to tell her otherwise.

No one ever suspected her over her family's muder, what 16 year old murders her family like that. With no family in America, and Ellie's complete refusal to return to Latvia she was moved around through foster homes. Eventually she was dropped off at Parker's door when she was 17,. Leaving the Parker's she began her illustrious career as an agent of espionage, paying for her fancy lifestyle with stolen secrets. Ellie liked the high life. She didn't hide herself or go underground. She splashed her new found wealth in everyone's face. Ellie had everyone's secrets so they were all in her pocket. Then she learnt something she shouldn't have. Something too deep and concealed for them to let her walk around with in her head. So they sent a taskforce for her and locked her up. For good. No trial and no chance for parole.

Family Members and Significant Figures
Mother | Anna Vilks | Deceased
Father | Juris Vilks | Deceased
Sister | Lisa Vilks | Deceased
Brother | Mitchell Vilks | Deceased
Foster Mother | | Estranged
Foster Father | | Estranged
Foster Sister | Scarlett Parker | Estranged

Character Dialogue: #330033
Face Claim: Rami Malek

So begins...

Ellie Vilks's Story


Characters Present

Character Portrait: Allysha Harding Character Portrait: Jason Dunford Character Portrait: Nadine Vasquez Character Portrait: Daniel Braxton Character Portrait: Natsumi Harada Character Portrait: Tommy Elsafty Character Portrait: Agent Scarlet Parker Character Portrait: Adam Dunford Character Portrait: Ellie Vilks

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DAY : March 16th, 2099

TIME: 10:00 P.M

LOCATION: Agent Washington D.C, United State of America


“Miss. Parker, explain to me again why I should allow this--... This gang of yours to proceed?” President Tate said as he turned his icy blue eyes to the blonde agent as he slid the file back towards her labeled ‘Vasquez, Nadine’ “Well, with all due respect, President Tate, I wouldn’t call my Task Force a gang so to speak because while gangs are known to commit crimes, this task group would allow some evil, money hungry, insane, and overall bad people actually be able to do some good with their powers.” Vice President Coin scoffed. “Do some good?! So you bring together a known terrorist, two runaways, an infamous schizophrenic murderer, the brother of your… boy toy, Agent Dunford, your extortionist of a foster sister, and let not forget to mention, the son of President Tate who is a serial killer who takes credit cards.” Scarlet was never fond of Coin for numerous reasons maybe because of her talk shit attitude while instead of being logical and unbiased loved to throw one’s personal life into their face like how she would with Scarlet about her foster sister, her daughter, but more than anyone, her fiancé, Jason Dunford or ‘Sentinel’, to most people but to her he was always just Jason. But, Scarlet could roll with the punches. “I never said they were perfect heroes. All I said is that these criminals are the worst of the worst while being the best at what they do.” She tossed the files towards Coin and watched as she reluctantly looked at them. “Daniel Tate, or Daniel Braxton has the best precision and aim of anyone, human or post while also having combat skills that are impeccable.” Amelia Coin barely looked up as she continued to the file labeled ‘Vasquez, Nadine’. “Nadine Vasquez. Was top of her class at the academy before getting mutated by your labs--..”

”Now, she knew the risk of being test subject A.” Tate said as if he was trying to cover his ass. Which he was, so was everyone else involved. No one wanted to be responsible for ruining that poor girl’s mind and then being surprised when she committed a massacre like the one she did. Don’t get Scar wrong, Nadine was dangerous but she was powerful. “Of course she did. But because of the experiments, she’s powerful not to mention smart. Before being test subject A, she was top in her class in both field work and in intelligence. She had a 200 IQ.” She could tell Tate was getting interested. “And now?” She flipped to the next page showing her erratic brainwave. “It hasn’t changed when Nadine is in control and with the others it varies from childlike in her persona A, known by Harley to Van Tombler in Persona B, aka Zodiac.” Van Tombler was one of the smartest people of their time, the man who was able to crack the code to the mutant gene.

"With three people in that head of hers comes three sets of powers, all different. And she has leverage and with leverage comes power.” Coin scoffed. “You are aware that with those powers she was able to kill over 100 people and hurt 200 others? Not to mention the children of the first family. Or the fact that she’s in the mental ward all drugged up because she put three guards in the hospital.” Coin said as she tossed the file back to the agent. “Yes, but what you’re forgetting is that she killed all of those people within minutes and she got those officers just by looking at them. If you were able to control that fire, those powers along with the six others they would be unstoppable.”

“And just how would you control supercriminals like these if you don’t mind me asking.” Scarlet kept her eyes on Coin the entire time. “I do mind. That information is between President Tate and me on how I will control them.” The older woman took a deep breath before sitting up straight. It was silent for a moment before the President broke the tense silence. “And if this fails?” Scarlet chucked as she filmed to a photo of the inmates all in a lineup. “Easy. They’re criminals for a reason, they’re known for messing things up. If anything goes wrong or it fails. They take the blame and are thrown right back into prison.” President Tate reached for his pin and the file needing his signature before signing he looked up at the younger woman. “One year, Agent Parker. One. To the day, do I make myself clear?” Scarlet began to grow a smile on her face as she nodded. “Yes! Yes, sir. Thank yo--..”He held up one finger making Scarlet quiet down. “I refuse to allow a human woman like yourself go around criminals like them. Which is why I will be sending security with you for your protection.” The blonde took a deep breath and nodded. At this moment Tate sounded just like Jason. Stating how she needed protection because of one reason or another. “Yes, sir.” Noticing the expression on her face, James Tate cracked a small smile. “Come now, Miss. Parker. I think you’ll find yourself quite fond of the man in charge of your security detail.” Not long after this conversation the three of them were going their separate ways out of the empty restaurant that they have rented out for their meeting. She shook both of their hands before getting into her black town car which took her home where she waited for her night to truly begin.

DAY : March 17th, 2099

TIME: 6:00 A.M

LOCATION: Agent Scarlet Parker's Home, Washington D.C, United State of America

Scarlet could hear her heart pounding and her shaky breath as she looked up at the skylight above her bed as she rubbed the sweat off of her forehead and moved strands of long blonde hair out of her eyes. For her there was no better way to end her day with anyone other than the Sensational Sentinel himself, Jason Dunford. As she tried to catch her breath she couldn't help but chuckle. ”You know what? This might be the best night I’ve had all week.” She turned to her and pulled herself to her boyfriend’s chest as she looked up at him with a small smirk before going on to kiss him jaw. She knew he couldn’t stay with her all night and as much as she wanted him to. The brighter it would get outside and the easiest for Jason to be seen. Jason smiled at Scarlet's kiss, with his grin only getting wider. "It's starting to sound like you only want me for my body. I mean I get the super durability is appealing. But I'm more than a pretty face, and great abs." He smirked. Scarlet laughed as she softly pressed her forehead to his jaw. "I know you are but, the face and body definitely do help." She pulled herself even closer to Jason as she listened to her man. "But you know what babe, She sighed as she snuggled into his shoulder. "Mm. What's that?"

"Even still every night with you is the best night of my life."He smiled as he wrapped his arms around her shoulders, and kissed her forehead. Sure, it might have been a corny, and cheesy thing to say, but to him it was still the truth. He always did have a way of making Agent Scarlet Parker, the cold heart of Division A1 somewhat human especially when he said things so cheesy towards her but, hey they work. They worked when they were in their twenties and it worked now. Not that she would ever let him know that. She scoffed as she pushed him. "Oh dear God, please stop. I don't need to hear that.". When he kissed her forehead, she moaned softly before looking up at him and giving him another kiss on the lips before laying back on him. She knew he would have to leave soon but, right now she just wanted to stay like this with him taking in the afterglow. She didn't even want to think about anything else not the bruises on her body from training in the morning (and how she would probably have to explain or lie to Jason how she got them) or her meeting with President Tate and Vice President Coin about Task Force Omega and the last finishing touches to the program including profiles on the seven she had chosen which were at first on her dresser but were now all over her dark wooden floor with a few now being covered by her red dress and black blazer. But she wasn't thinking about that right now. After holding her for a moment Jason let out an annoyed sigh.

"Well, I better get my clothes on, and get out of here before someone spots the walk of shame." She lost her smile as she sigh. "I guess you're right." He followed with a smirk. Jason released Scarlet from his embrace, and began putting on his shirt, and pants. When he got out of bed Scarlet pulled her legs to her chest as she watched him get dressed for a moment before getting out of bed herself with her blanket to cover herself and the small bruises over her body mainly around her arms. "You know, I'm really starting to feel cheap. Maybe you could get me some....I don't know, diamonds, or a sports car or something? What do people get usually get their secret lovers?" She scoffed. "Oh please." She kissed him softly before heading over to her closet to slip on one of his sweatshirts that he left over her house and she decided that she was going to keep as her own. "Is spending the night with me not good enough anymore because it seemed like enough when I was young, and skinny, and pretty." She threw her hair up in a ponytail and headed towards her papers to pick them up. "And I mean, you're the rich, sexy, heroic celebrity 'bachelor' not me. So, shouldn't I get something?" She smirked as she looked up at him before continuing to reorganize the papers.

Jason let out a soft sigh at her jabs at her own age, and body. Even if he knew she was joking, he didn't care too much to hear her talk about herself in such a way. "Oh you're right. I need to start showering you in love and affection." Jason said as he crept up behind Scarlet, lightly kissing the back of her neck, and slightly nibbling on her ear. "Mm. That's right.” She turned towards him with a wink before picking up the rest of the photos and files and fixing them into the folder the needed to be in. She couldn't afford to mess anything up especially because of a rather fun night she had with her boyfriend. She wasn't paying close attention to Jason until she jumped slightly when he wrapped his arms around her. When he kissed her neck she laughed and wrapped her arms around his. "I need to start treating you like the goddess you are. Can't risk you going off with the next big trend in superheroes." He then began tenderly rubbing her shoulders. For someone with such strength, and durability it was surprising how gentle he can be. She let her head sink into his shoulder as he massaged her shoulders which were sore from training. "Well, if you keep this coming. I'll be staying around for a long, long time." She looked at him and kissed his cheek. Before she could even kiss him again she saw him look at the clock she had on her nightstand along with a photo of the two of them at the Fatherhood annual ball where they went other people but kept slipping away to be alone. Jason glanced over at the clock, and groaned at the time. "As much fun as the lovey dovey banter is, and it really is, I really do need to get going." He sighed as he pulled away from her. As he pulled away from her she let out a sigh in disappointment.

"Afraid if we keep it up I might have to drag you back into bed in a manly fashion." He smirked as he continued to get dressed. A smirk slid on her face as she looked towards him, watching him get dressed. "Well, we wouldn't want that, would we?" She slipped the mugshots of the criminals into their files before stacking them all away with one special one on top of the rest. "So you got the meeting with Tate and Coin about Omega today right?”

"That's right." She said without even turning around. She already how their conversation was going to turn out. With the two of them arguing about if it was a good idea or not and one of them just storming off to cool off, mostly Scarlet seeing that she felt like she could handle it. "Look, I'm not going to argue about it again with you......Just, I hope you know what you're doing." Her eyebrows furrowed as she listened to him. Jason has had his misgivings about the task force. Sure he's all for giving people second chances, but these were super criminals. Even if his brother was one of them. "Just.....be careful ok? I love you, I don't want you to get hurt." It surprised her but, it was nice. The blonde walked over to him and wrapped her arms around his neck before bringing him in for a long kiss while she went on her tiptoes. When she pulled away she looked at his lips and sighed before looking up into his eyes, laying one hand on his jaw.

"Jason, I know you love me and I love you. You know I do but, I know what I'm doing. I can handle myself, they can't break me." She took a deep breath before reaching for the first file in the stack with the word security stamped on it with red ink before handing it to her man. "You aren't the only one who wants me safe anyway. President Tate thought it would be for the best for me to have protection so, he chose the best of best." She knew that having security would make Jason feel better about her leaving especially when he realized the 'best of the best' chosen to go down South with her for almost year was him. That was the one thing that killed her about Project Omega was leaving him for so long with not being able to have any contact with him. But she was also on the fence about having him come with her. She knew he meant well and that he just wanted her safe but she was afraid that with him being overprotective of her would get in the way of her work. She didn’t want to be in his shadow where people thought that the poor, little normal couldn’t handle things on her own without her big, bad guard dog around. She watched him look at the file before setting it down on her bed before looking at him. "You have the right to refuse if you want, of course." Even though they've been together all this time, there was always a part of her that felt as if he didn't want to be around her for long which probably wasn't helped by the idea that the two were always sneaking out of each other’s homes instead of just telling the world that they were together, and in love, and had a child together. “But I couldn't help but agree. And if you are interested in being my bodyguard... We leave the moment I get the call." Jason merely glanced at the file that was handed to him, and laid in on the bed.

"I'm always going to be there for you, no matter what." He said as he placed his hands on the sides of Scarlet's face. He didn't need to read the file to tell her that. Scar smiled as she let her right hand stroke the top of his hand. "And I know you can take care of yourself. That's one of the things I love most about you. But just because you can doesn't mean I'm gonna let you. I love you, and I'll do whatever it takes to keep you safe. Sorry, I'm selfish that way." He added with a bright smile. She chuckled before kissing his palm before laying her cheek back on his hand. "Alright, let's get ready. We don't want to be late." The blonde nodded before pulling herself away from Jason in order to get ready for the day. Since she had a gut feeling that today was going to be the day.

DAY : March 17th, 2099

LOCATION: El Cielo Penitentiary, New Orleans, Louisiana, United State of America

“Time to wake up you, lousy wastes of human flesh! It another shitty day here at El Cielo especially for you lucky seven who get to do nothing until I get the call.” The acting supervisor of the prisoners, Lt. Duke Warren said over the intercom to the newly established Task Force who weren’t allowed to do anything or go anywhere outside of their corner of the prison consisting of their own cells, a common meeting area where only those with clearance were allowed to go into, and a surveillance room for the guards to watch them 24/7 along with several buttons to shock the bars on the small window in the middle of the sold steel door in order to “control” the inmates. “Oh my god. Shut up!” Could be heard coming from the ‘rubber room’ cell, with the label ‘Vasquez’ on the door along with a loud bang against metal door.

Warren chuckled as he walked out of the office and down the aisle with doors on both sides of him. “Oh man, I can’t believe they’re letting your crazy ass out, Vasquez. You’ll be back in here in a week.” He walked up to her door where the young lady was holding on to the bars. The tattooed woman fake chuckled along with the older man before reaching her hand outside of the bars trying to grab the warden but he was able to dodge her grasp. “Careful, Duke. I won’t be in her for long and when I get out where are you going to run.” Warren just stared at the girl before turning towards his buddies in the booth and grabbed his walky-talky. ”Shock’er.” Within seconds a scream could be heard as electricity crackled through her shock collar. That was used in order to keep her personas in line when they got out of control especially Zodiac. The Lieutenant laughed a bit before heading back to the office booth with the others. “Let’em out.’ And with a lock of the surveillance booth, one by one the cell began to unlock to allow the prisoners an hour and a half out of their cells after three days of being in their 24 hours a day.


Characters Present

Character Portrait: Allysha Harding Character Portrait: Nadine Vasquez Character Portrait: Daniel Braxton Character Portrait: Natsumi Harada Character Portrait: Agent Scarlet Parker Character Portrait: Ellie Vilks

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The slight 'pat pat' of Ellie's feet against the cement and she paced back and forth was almost rhythmical. It took her four steps to get from one side to the other, no more no less. She'd been pacing since before dawn and the noise was starting to annoy even her. Though it was nothing when compared to the whispers inside her head. They were driving her nuts, a trucker listening to late night talk back radio, an orchestra rehearsing badly, a teenager slamming her door after her mother said she couldn't go out with the boy down the road. Without the somewhat illegal 'medicine' available to the Latvian girl outside of El Cielo, there was no easy way out of her whispers. Many, many noises. None significant and all layered on top of each other demanding her immediate attention. Ellie wanted to throw something. She wanted to break something. There was nothing available to her though, she'd taken off her shoes to throw at the wall, and tried to flip the metal frame of her bed only to find it screwed to the ground.

Then she heard it. Scarlet's voice. It wasn't important, something about lunch. She paused her pacing, grabbing at her hair, and trying to focus on that one strand of noise in the abyss of volume. She could hear Scarlet talking, soon, then Ellie heard her own voice. Ellie's mind completely snapped into focus, Scarlet's voice faded away, but the rest of the whispers no longer pressed on Ellie's consciousness. The new knowledge that her precious Scar would be visiting her soon, now had her entire focus. Ellie smiled slyly, it had been so long since she'd last seen her dear sister she'd have to be sure to welcome her properly.

Then the cell door opened. Ellie didn't care much for others, but anything outside her tiny cell was a welcome distraction. When Ellie walked it was graceful, a remnant of her Prima Ballerina dreams. Her eyes danced around, looking to create her own fun. One the way to the common room Ellie passed Nadine's cell. The Crazy One as Ellie liked to refer to as, Ellie had nicknames for everyone. With a coy smile, Ellie tucked her hands behind her back and stood on her tippy toes to peer into her cell. She clicked her tongue as if in disappointment moving on. She then peered into Daniel's cell. "The Hired Help,"
She whispered to herself. After all what was an assassin but hired help for those who could afford it? She saw his pictures on the way. Ellie had heard the screams of his siblings’ years before the event so their death being splashed all over the papers and the net hadn't really been a surprise. Not that she'd cared, just cause their pop was an infamous asshole didn't mean they were special. Ellie stepped back and continued on to the main room. She intended to tell The Hired Help, that she heard their deaths but was waiting for a good moment.

Ellie scanned the room, passing Allysha, The Bird, with a contemptuous look. "You know," Ellie whispered with a dark smile, nodding over to Natsumi, The Ghost, "if you'd left me behind like that, I would be devoting my entire existence into finding you and ripping your throat out." Ellie acted out her words with blood thirsty intent, but she broke her image and laughed, "That's just me though, what The Ghost does is up to her." Ellie shrugged and leaned up on the wall next to The Bird. "After all, she doesn't seem all that bright."


Characters Present

Character Portrait: Allysha Harding Character Portrait: Daniel Braxton Character Portrait: Natsumi Harada Character Portrait: Tommy Elsafty Character Portrait: Ellie Vilks

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#, as written by Miyer
Lysha watched with growing disinterest as another young man showed up, and started talking to hot guy. Though he seemed to be avoiding eye contact at all costs which did peak her curiosity. She snorted softly when she heard his comment about Bombs and was about to reveal herself when her observation was interrupted by a women's voice.

Looking to the side, Lysha glanced at the women up and down, unable to find a name. In all honesty, she could barely remember anyone in this god forsaken place except Nat's so it wasn't exactly surprising. Lysha listened to the women's comment, a smirk growing on her face as she continued. Though Lysha had no idea what the women was going for, whether to be intimidating or funny, though it definitely achieved the latter.

"Well what a wasted existence that would of been. You would have to be able to catch me first.", Lysha returned the girl's vicious grin. Though she had been caught and taken to this prison, it was unlikely that this one women would of been able to do the same. That was one of the major benefits of her flying abilities, unless her enemies had long range weapons and were pretty awesome shots, she was safe. "Oh, and careful, that is my friend you are so causally insulting.", she finished off. Though it wasn't so much a threat, more a friendly warning on Lysha's part. Nat could take care of herself, but after what Lysha did, she did feel some small need to stick up for the girl, almost make it up to her despite the two of them moving on.

With that, Lysha offered the women a friendly smile before looking back to the group of three. "Shall we join them?", Lysha asked, though had already started making her way further into the room without waiting for a response. She grinned as she approach the bomb boy. Smiling as she walked up to him, without a word, she grabbed his jaw gently and turned his eyes to meet her, holding contact for less then a second before walking over to stand next to Nat. In that second, she had seen something she didn't like. As much as she liked messing with people, she couldn't get a read on him, and that unnerved her.

"Hay sweetie, getting hit on first thing! I'm impressed!", she joked, casting a wicked smile at the toned man in front of them. "and one who looks after himself too!", she teased, obviously running her eyes up and down the man's exposed chest before finally settling to look him straight in the eye, a cheeky glint in her eye, daring him to take up her challenge.


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Character Portrait: Allysha Harding Character Portrait: Daniel Braxton Character Portrait: Natsumi Harada Character Portrait: Tommy Elsafty Character Portrait: Ellie Vilks

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The moment Danny laid eyes on Tommy, his mood immediately lightened. The smaller man glanced at him shortly before sitting down; this was something Dan was use to. His friend was definitely strange, and he didn’t really understand why, but that was alright. He didn’t need to understand. Tommy just was the way he was, and that was alright too. But what Dan did know was that other people often tried to change Tommy, or to manipulate him because of how he acts and what he can do. And that was not alright. “Hey big guy! I’m glad to see you’re looking alright. They haven’t fucked with you too much, right?” Dan attempted to make his tone at least somewhat light-hearted, but he couldn’t help but grow more serious at the end.

Macaroni necklaces eh? Your father, I'm sure he'd like one. Tommy continued to fidget in his seat, but Dan’s gaze remained steady. He’d be lying if he said he wasn’t already thinking about his father. About how much he wanted to wring his neck.

“You know what, Tommy, you’re right.” He paused to look back at the camera, only disdain in his fierce glare. “If only the friendly man behind the camera would let me give it to him personally.” Dan smiled a devious smile before turning to look back at his buddy.

Do you think making a bomb would count as 'arts and crafts' eh? I'd make a special one just for our favorite lieutenant…

Dan grinned at that, leaning farther back in his chair. “Now that is something I’d love to help you with.” Before he even had the chance to continue onward with the conversation, the dark skinned girl, the one with the wings, walked over and grabbed Tommy. Danny tensed and sat up, his jaw clenching. What kind of a person just goes up to someone and does that?

Hay sweetie, getting hit on first thing! I'm impressed! And one who looks after himself too! Dan didn’t like her tone, the way she spoke. It sounded like she thought she was entitled to something, that she was above them. His nostrils flared as he glowered at her, sustaining the ferocious scowl for quite a while, occasionally narrowing his eyes. She was standing close to the silent one, the one Dan said hi to earlier. They had ties.

After a few seconds, Dan returned his gaze to Tommy and leaned forward so his arms were on the table. “Hey, I want you to have this.” He reached into his pocket and pulled out one of the protein bars covered in silver, reflective wrapping. “And I want you to eat all of it, can you do that for me big guy?” His voice was genuine, and although some would consider it patronizing. Dan knew that Tommy could understand him, but not to what extent. He was just naive when it came to the behaviors of people like Tommy. “If we’re going to get out of here, it’s going to be an uphill battle. You need to keep your strength up, and the shit they feed us isn’t enough. Plus, it tastes better than the garbage on the platter we get everyday.” With that, he leaned back in his chair and turned to the others, his arms crossed. “Listen, you fuck with him, you fuck with me, capiche?” His low voice was stern, like he was scolding a group of children. And he meant it; anyone who screwed with Tommy had to get through him first.


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Character Portrait: Allysha Harding Character Portrait: Daniel Braxton Character Portrait: Natsumi Harada Character Portrait: Tommy Elsafty Character Portrait: Ellie Vilks

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"Oh, and careful, that is my friend you are so causally insulting." Ellie shrugged. Friendship was something that didn't survive a place like this, and it was much less likely to survive out there in the real world. The whispers had shown Ellie enough betrayals to last a life time, and Ellie herself didn't think she'd made a friend she hadn't eventually screwed over. After all Allysha had already abandoned her friend once, how long till she did it again. Only fools trusted other people. "Shall we join them?" She said with a friendly smile and walked over to the group of people she had been watching earlier.

Ellie sighed and watching Allysha go. She wasn't a big fan of the group atmosphere over there. She watched the room for any better options to ease her boredom but came up empty handed. Sighing, she kicked herself off the wall and wandered over the group with a hand on her hip. 'Don't go in there!' 'Leave him alone!' 'You don't know me!' Ellie paused, pursing her lips for a second, today its seemed the whispers were less whispers and more screams. She just wished everyone would shut up. There was a dull ache growing at the base of her skull. She wondered how she'd be able to get her hands on pills, it didn't matter what, just anything that took the annoyance away.

Ellie shook away the voices and continued toward the group just in time to hear the big guy, “Listen, you fuck with him, you fuck with me, capiche? Ellie laughed a little as she entered their little group. She knew exactly who he was talking about. "Do you have to make it sound so much like a challenge?" Ellie grinned with a shrug, and did he have to sound so macho as well? She didn't particularly want to take up the challenge but she'd do what she had to. She wanted to cause a fight. Sure he was a big guy and she knew his enhanced combat abilities, but she was fairly confident she could take him because she had a few tricks of her own. If she got a fight started, she could get herself hurt, then they'd get her out of here to some sort of medical bay. They couldn't leave them in here if they were hurt.

Ellie looked at Allysha, "Well, you going to let him tell you what to do?" Sure Ellie didn't know these people well and most of them she'd never had any communication with. But information was Ellie's trade. She'd made it a point to know these people. There names, their abilities, their crimes. It's all come in handy one day. Ellie then purposefully walked around the table and ruffled Tommy's hair with a smirk to Daniel.


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Character Portrait: Allysha Harding Character Portrait: Daniel Braxton Character Portrait: Natsumi Harada Character Portrait: Tommy Elsafty Character Portrait: Ellie Vilks

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Tommy half listened to Danny's reply. His eyes were on the quiet girl. Well, not on her face, but for a moment he glanced at her hand that had balled up in her fist. He frowned, what had made her mad? It was subtle, and most people wouldn't have noticed the white of her knuckles, but despite how Tommy came across, his eyes noticed a lot. Perhaps that's why they always danced around. He ran his hands through his hair as he tried to focus on the problem in front of him, he had always liked puzzles. He couldn't understand why the small girl was mad and he was even considering looking up at her face when another woman came into view.

She was a darker woman who possessed all the confidence a woman locked up in a cage could have. She grabbed his chin. Her smile wasn't predatory and her touch was gentle. Tommy knew he didn't have much to fear from her, at least at this point in time. He felt his skin crawl uncomfortably though as his eyes met hers' but he didn't back down. He knew a challenge when he saw one. He met her eyes with an intensity, shoving his hands into his pockets so she couldn't see how twitchy he was. They held eye contact for a mere second but it was enough for her.

She released him and turned her attention back to Danny. Tommy went back to staring at the ground. Everyone always paid attention more attention to Danny. Especially the girls. Danny was the handsome one of the two and the one who appeared far more capable. Tommy never minded though, he didn't like attention.

Danny ignored her and turned to Tommy passing him one of the protein bars he always had on him. Tommy didn't look up or move to take it, so Danny continued, “And I want you to eat all of it, can you do that for me big guy?”
Tommy didn't look at him or give any reply that signified he understood, but he did look up at the bar. He picked it up with his thumb and index finger like someone might pick up something potentially fowl. Danny explained that Tommy was going to have to keep his strength up if they were going to get out of here.

Danny turned to the girls and so Tommy turned his attention back on himself. Cautiously ripping open the bar, he swallowed nervously and rubbed his palms on his thighs in preparation before finally he broke off a tiny bit to feed himself. Tommy kicked his feet underneath him and laughed a little as he heard Danny threaten the girls. Always protective that one. Though the feeling was mutual, even if people didn't think Tommy much of a threat, he blow up anyone who hurt Danny. Tommy saw the quiet girl shake her had at her more confident friends and a thought suddenly occurred to him. "You don't talk?" He asked the quiet girl whilst staring at her feet, though it was more a statement. Immediately after he made the comment though, he dropped it and turned slightly away from her looking back at the bar in his hand. He broke off another tiny bit to nibble on.

Then a dark haired woman joined them. It was clear to Tommy that she wanted a fight and she was not too tactless about it. Which is why when she came round the table and ruffled his hair, Tommy just simply leaned away with a blank face, He hated being touched, and under other circumstances might have made a big deal out of it but not today. He wasn't going to give this woman the satisfaction. Though Danny might. Tommy ate the rest of the bar and took the wrapper rolling is between the palms of his hands making sure to squish it down into a tight ball. "Are we?" Tommy moved to swat at an invisible fly, "getting out then?" He asked Danny as if it were the two of them, ignoring their company. Though that was easy for Tommy to do as he didn't look up from the silver ball he was rolling with intense concentration in his hands.


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Character Portrait: Allysha Harding Character Portrait: Daniel Braxton Character Portrait: Natsumi Harada Character Portrait: Tommy Elsafty Character Portrait: Ellie Vilks

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Lysha raised her eyebrow slightly as the man expressed annoyed at her comment with flared nostrils. She watched as he then turned his attention to bomber boy, handing him a food bar and treating him with a tenderness Lysha recognised as a familial love. Her eyebrows raised every so slightly at the scolding tone when he turned back to her, though she could see he was clearly trying to warn them off 'fucking' with bomber boy as he had put it. Luckily for him, Lysha had no desire to screw with the unknown, possibly prod and learn about it, but fuck with it? No thanks.

Unlike Lysha, Nat raised her hands in surrender when the man went on his little tirade which didn't surprise her. The younger girl disliked causing pointless fights. When Nat moved her hand to rest of Lysha's shoulder, all the she did was offer a small smile of reassurance. It did surprise her though when she heard the bomber boy's comment on Nat, turning and glancing at him briefly. Anyway, It wasn't like she desired continue the conversation. The man had proved himself to be boring and unresponsive, at least the bomber boy had risen to her challenge. She could respect that. The other man proved no entertainment to her.

She glanced over as the dark haired women she had spoken with briefly before joined in the conversation, smirking slightly. Maybe Lysha had no interest in starting a fight, but that didn't mean watching one wouldn't prove entertaining. Lysha offered up a knowing grin as the women turned her attention towards her. "Sorry, I don't really care. I have no interest in wasting time on something boring.", she commented, a little jab at the man, though she was pretty sure he wouldn't care, but then turned to stare pointedly at the little bomber boy. Not that he would notice considering he wasn't making eye contact with anyone, but it would at least rile up the other man considering her blatant disregard of his warning.

She watched with vague interest as the women went over and ruffled the bomber boy's hair. It was clear that he hadn't enjoyed it, if the blank express and his body language were anything to go by. It made sense, the action was derogatory at best. However, why he wasn't causing a fuss confused her, though maybe he just wasn't that type of person... It was clear the boy had no intention of acknowledging the women, and so Lysha moved closer to Nat who had walked a little further away, pulling out a chair and sitting, watching the small group out of the corner of her eye.

"What's got you so distract Nat? You seem to be looking for someone.", Lysha commented as she watched her friend search the common room, as expecting someone to pop out.


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Character Portrait: Allysha Harding Character Portrait: Nadine Vasquez Character Portrait: Daniel Braxton Character Portrait: Natsumi Harada Character Portrait: Tommy Elsafty Character Portrait: Ellie Vilks

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From the shock from her collar, Nadine had fell to the ground not having the strength to pull herself off of the cold metal flooring and before she could even think she was slipping away as a chuckle came from the back of her mind. Her eyes closed for a moment only to open after a second to the sound of her door opening but, she didn't care about that or at least Harley didn't. All she cared about was being back in the driver's seat after who knows how long, ever since they put her on those drugs poor little Hars wasn't able to break free. It was just her and Zodiac and Zodi was a terrible conversationalist most times, really fucking depressing as well. Always just talking about ripping that fucking Lieutenant's testicles off through his mouth and making him and all of them burn. But, she never really listened to her anymore. All Harley cared about was the fact that she was back! For more than five minutes that is. She had taken control once since they were moved to their own section and with that time she was able to shatter a mirror and hang most of her bedsheets from the tiny little grid window she had. Why? It's a quite simple answer. Because she wanted to, she had learned how to use Nadine's balance while she was in charge and she just loved being one of those acrobats that would hang from the colorful sheets in the sky. Of course she didn't get her reflexes and fighting abilities so whenever the guards came around to force her to stop them were quick to grab her and shock Nadine back into control.

And she knew that's how this would probably end but, hey might as well have a little fun before. The young woman gained a mischievous smile on her face as she looked right at the camera while biting her lip softly and slowly making her way towards the bed to tie the sheet back up to the position where it should have been. She didn't get why Nadine even kept her bed like that. It's not like she ever slept especially with Harley in her head talking at all hours of the night. But, hey she had a lot of questions and profound thoughts that just so happen to come out at like four or three in the morning. Not to mention Zodiac just repeating the words 'Kill them, break them, break out of here you know you could if you actually wanted to." over and over and over again. Like really? And people called her obnoxious! Over the intercom in her room, she could hear good old Duke let out a small clear of his throat. "Vasquez, what are you doing? Go to the common area, now." She laughed. "Nadine isn't here right now," She said with her smirk still on her face as she began to climb on the sheet before allow herself to let go with her hands only holding with her legs never once breaking eye contact with the camera. "But, I would love to take a message! She heard Duke chuckle before hearing his voice. "Hi, Harley--.."

"Hi, Duke." She interjected as she continued to hang upside down. "Harley, will you do me a favor and get back on the ground? She shook her head. "No?" She shook her head again before sliding down the sheet once grabbing it with one hand and allowed her legs to go to one side before she just held one with one hand. Good thing Nadine kept their body in such good shape over the years. "Why don't you and your friends come in here and make me?" Warren must have left the speaker on as he spoke to the other men in the pod with him. "I love this freakshow of a woman." He returned talked to her after saying this to his buddies. "Because the last time we did that you sent one of them into a state of shock and made him comatose."

"No! That was Zodiac! I was just wanting to have a little fun with you guys. So c'mon, please. I'm bored and the people out are nowhere as fun as you are. C'mon, come and play with me." She didn't hear anything from the other side but, she did hear the door click from the surveillance booth as she heard the footsteps of four--.. No! Five armed guards. "Harley, what are you doing?! Stop before they hurt you!" Nadine said in her head before Harley scoffed. "They won't hurt me this time. 'Sides, all I wanna do is have a little fun." She could hear the footsteps of the men coming pass the common area and down the hall towards her cell. Her laughs got louder as they got closer to her cell. Duke was the first one to walk in to the girl still hanging upside down. "Hey, Harley." He said as he walked closer to her with one hand behind his back, holding on to his control to shock her if need be. "Hi. She said as her eyes looked him up and down. "Feel like gettin' down for me?" She just shook her head. "C'mon for me?" Duke asked as he looked at her with those clear blue eyes of his. To say Harley and Duke had a special relationship would be one way of putting that the two had had a sexual relationship over a year ago while Duke was engaged but, he was the one to end it on his wedding day. So his wife and mother of his two twins wouldn’t become suspicious of why he continued to spend as much time at work as possible. For Harley, she wasn’t heartbroken over it. It was never more than a man to fuck for her. Hey, she was a woman with needs. Needs that could be meet by very muscular, Southern ‘gentlemen’. Funny thing is Nadine had no idea what was going on because at that point Nadine was completely oblivious to what happened to her when she wasn’t in control and had only found out when Harley actually told her. Harley looked in his eyes before biting her lip as she flipped off the sheet and to the iron floor as Duke and his partners smirked. “Look at that. Go out there with the others. They’ve rarely seen you out, right?”

"Yea, but I don’t wanna go out there.” Harley said as she stood right in front of Duke and his second in command, Franklin Fisk. “Well, we’re not askin’. I tellin’ you.” She lost her smirk a bit as she got closer to the two men faces. "Make me.” Fisk reached for her arm to make her go out but Harley smirked and reached for his arm, twisting it in a way to make him let out a curse towards her as he fell to his knees. She started to laugh before Warren grabbed her by her arms and twisted them behind her back and pushed her to the wall to try and subdue her. All of which made her start to laugh like a maniac as she started to try to break free. "Hars. Stop fighting them!” She grunted. "Never! They like to call us crazy, I’ll show them fucking crazy!” She grabbed his wrist tightly and allowed ‘The Beast’ as Harley called them to take over for a moment which at that moment shut Nadine up. She had no say, no voice when it took over. No one did. Within moments the black began to creep around her eyes slowly meaning the more and more it was taking over. It was enough for them to use their power to make the Lieutenant scream from the emotional and mental pain going through his mind at the moment. The voices, the screaming, all complete with his greatest fear all circling in his mind at once making him shut down. “Not this guy again.” Fisk said, thinking they had final controlled Zodiac. She let out a laugh before feeling an intense shock from her collar making the black recede back and allowing the red and blue to return meaning Nadine was back in control. The shock while painful wasn’t like before when it knocked her out. Zodiac was tough it could take a shock even if they didn’t stay in control it wasn’t enough to black them out.

Nadine let out a grunt before fluttering her eyes to adjust to being back in control. Her breath was shaking as she tried to calm herself down. She turned around to see Fisk and the other men helping his superior up. “I can’t wait to get rid of your crazy, volatile ass, Vasquez. I take it back, you won’t last a week, you won’t make it out those doors before they throw your ass back into that cushion room and you’ll be doped up until you die.” Nadine didn’t say a word as she stood her ground and looked Warren in the eyes. “Now, get out there or do you need another shock from your dog collar?” She continued to be silent as she walked out towards the rest of the inmates. She didn’t know it they could hear her seeing that her cell was the farthest from the common area and most of them were sound proof. She kept her eyes forwards not even looking at the other guards. She made her way to table where the rest were sitting as she heard Allysha ask Nat a question about who she was looking for and frankly she knew who she was searching for. Nadine, the two were as close as two could be. Nadine had taken her under her wing to be her protection when she first was sent to the ward. Hell even Harley like her even if she couldn’t talk. No one messed with Nadine aka ‘The Crazy One’ and in return no one messed with Nat either. They knew better. With a smirk on her face, Nadine messed with the young girl’s hair before taking a seat next to her with her leg brought up with her on the bench. She looked at the group. She wasn’t going to acknowledge the… incident that had just occurred but instead decided to move on from it. "So, I see we’re actually getting recess today, that has to mean somethin’ good happenin’,” She looked towards Ellie. “You’re the fortune teller, what awaits in our future?”