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Scout

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a character in “Neverland's Fall”, as played by .euphoria.

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My Darkest Days || Save Yourself
Tyler Blackburn || Save Me
Zedd || Find You
Florence and the Machine || Never Let Me Go




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⌈Full NameβŒ‹
Angelina Milliani Haiku {Scout Ja Haiku}

⌈NicknameβŒ‹
Scout | Ja

⌈AgeβŒ‹
Eighteen {18} years old

⌈GenderβŒ‹
Female

⌈RaceβŒ‹
Human

⌈RoleβŒ‹
Regular pirate member

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Revy | Black Lagoon




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Maroon

⌈Eye ColorβŒ‹
Light brown

⌈Skin ToneβŒ‹
Tan

⌈HeightβŒ‹
5'8

⌈WeightβŒ‹
125 lbs

⌈Physical DescriptionβŒ‹
Scout has a very curvaceous figure. She has long maroon colored hair that she keeps back in a ponytail with bangs that are parted in the middle and has locks that framed her face. She wears black fingerless gloves with a black shirt that is cut off at her waist revealing her muscular abdomen and her bellybutton. In addition, she wears "Daisy Duke" shorts and has a tribal tattoo on her right upper arm. She often also wears her double holsters by the shirt. But, when its cold or raining, she does slip into a pair of pants the hug her curves.




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⌈Potential InterestβŒ‹
Seeing that she believes love is a waste a time and never lets anyone get close enough to her, none.

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    ✦ Weaponry || 1-2 sentences explaining.
    ✦ Sharp shooting || 1-2 sentences explaining.
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⌈OtherβŒ‹
TBA

⌈Habits
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    ❖ Drinking and Smoking || Scout has smoked and drunk for many years now, even when she knew she shouldn't but when she lost her family at the young age of 15. He life kind of went downhill to the point where she would numb the pain and everything else with smoking and alcohol. ❖ Tapping her foot on the ground || Keep in mind, Scout is a very impatient woman. And it only takes a matter of minutes to make her start tapping her foot, hoping to speed up the time. ❖ Cracking her knuckles || Just a bad habit. She's always done it.


⌈LikesβŒ‹
    β™₯ Setting sail || She loves the ocean and everything about it, especially when she joined the crew. β™₯ Adventure || Adventure and traveling are the two things in her life that she actually can admit that she cares about. Just the thought of seeing new places and what Neverland has to offer, actually sort of...possibly....makes her grin, not smile, but grin. β™₯ Drinking || What pirate doesn't love to drink? Even Scout, likes to share a drink with the other crew members every once and a while β™₯ Being left alone || She's not the nicest person you'll ever meet, but she's not the meanest. But, she never lets anyone know that because of the glares she sends their way. β™₯ Getting her way || At the end of the day, whether people believe it or not, Scout is a woman. And most women like, if not love to get their way no matter what. β™₯ Sharp shooting || She's one of the best for a reason. || β™₯ Her younger brotherEven though she may not act like it, she loves her brother. He's the last remaining family member she has and she promised her parents that she would watch over him no matter what.

⌈DislikesβŒ‹
    ✘ Her younger brother She loves her brother, she does but, she does hate how he is the biggest weakness she has. And if other people find that out, they might use him against her || ✘ Children || She's always hated children and probably always will. ✘ People getting in her face || She likes to believe that has a 'bubble' around her. And if someone pops that 'bubble', it won't end well. ✘ Nosy/prying people || She has a lot of skeletons in her closets. And the last thing she needs is someone to try and find one of them and bring them into light. ✘ Her real name || Let's face it, Scout is many things...many, many things. But, an Angel? Not so much. ✘ Emotional attachment/attraction || She's has been raised from birth to trust few and show weakness to no one. And with that said, emotion attachment shows not only weakness, but also dependence on another person. Something she's not willing to show anyone. ✘ Crying || Again, she has been raised not to show weakness and on top of the weakness scale is crying. In all honesty, Scout has never truly cried even when her parents died, she only shed a couple of tears before whipping them away and walking away as if nothing happened. ✘ Romance, love, and anything along the lines || Love, to her is weakness. She's never felt it for another living creature and, to tell the truth she doesn't want to. She sees it as an unnecessary distraction. Something to get in the way of what she dreams about. ✘ Complaining || She hates complainers and whenever she hears someone complain, she just wants to shoot a bullet in their head. ✘ Storms {Mostly thunderstorms} || Just a secret, hidden phobia of hers.


⌈StrengthsβŒ‹
    βœͺ Weaponry || She taught herself everything she knows about weapons and how to use them to the best of their abilities. βœͺ Seducing/getting her way || When it comes down to it, she can and will {if necessary}, use her looks and hidden charm to get what she wants. Whether its information, money, etc. βœͺ Spotting/creating lies || It takes a liar to know a liar. βœͺ Strong willed || She doesn't allow anyone to break her. βœͺ Merciless || She rarely shows mercy towards anyone; men, women, children. It doesn't matter to her

⌈WeaknessesβŒ‹
    ⌘ Her brother He is the biggest weakness she has, he's truly the only thing she deeply cares about and if she was to lose him. She doesn't know that would happen || ⌘ Very opinionated || Most of the time, whether its wanted or not, she will share her opinion. ⌘ Taking orders//authority || ⌘ Ill tempered || She got her father's angry and fire ⌘Her hidden fears//phobias || β–ͺFear of failure β–ͺ Fear of sexual intimacy and the opposite sex touching her β–ͺFear of romantic feelings β–ͺFear of losing her brother β–ͺ⌘ Jumps to conclusions || Scout, not being one to trust most people. She believes that she knows their true intentions from the moment they say hello to the girl ⌘ Doesn't know when to be quiet || This goes right along with her being very opinionated ⌘ Curses like a sailor || She has a potty mouth. Sue her ⌘ Defensive || She's always hostile when you first meet her ⌘ Budding alcoholic || Maybe she should stop drinking so much ⌘ Animals || Not only does she like them, but she especially has a soul when it comes to dogs.


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⌈PersonalityβŒ‹
Tough | Stubborn | Passionate | Determined | A Fighter | Ill Tempered | Conniving | Calculating |

Scout Ja Haiku, or just Scout as she goes by, was or could never be just one thing, she has many different parts of her personality that make her who she is. To some, she comes off as adventurous, strong, and stubborn girl, like a girl who knows basically everything about sports and the animal she is training. Never showing an ounce of weakness. And knows exactly what she wants to do in her life. To others, she's the calculating, tough, and overall cold-heated dragon trainer, unable feel any empathy for others. Willing to do close to anything to go to the top. However, the young woman isn't one or the other. She's both. Scout is true to her heritage and the way she was raised. She is as passionate, adventurous, and strong as her mother, Evanora. She's a tough girl just like her mother is and in some cases, she's far too tough than she should be. She pushes people to their edge, knowing just how good and amazing people can be. Some people are just too weak to see it that way... She is open and adventurous. And she is not afraid of the unknown like a lot of other people are which may make her sound like crazy person. But, she welcomes it, she think without it, even now, than we would still be living in caves. So yea, She could be called an "open person". But only in that way. When it comes to friendships, relationships, and all that other crap she honestly doesn't give even half of a fuck about. She is probably on of most closed off people you will even met in your life. Her walls are hundreds of feet high in order to protect herself from others who may have the intent to hurt her in any possible way. She pretty much sticks to the same group of people, not really wanting to be known by every single person in Neverland. She wants to lie low just a little bit. Seeing that she thinks most of the guys are one of the same and the girls are... Well, girls. Too girly for her liking. Sue her. This fact leads her to sometimes think too much, a habit she's been trying to break. But, for the last eighteen years it has not been able to be broken. She being, who she is mostly over thinks about the people she surrounds herself with. Which begins to make her question her friends and they really want. If they want anything in the first place. Like her father she is determined, protective, and a leader. She is not one to take pity from anyone about anything and isn't above snapping on someone who sees her as inferior to them. And, she lives to prove those types of people wrong. Which has made her father very proud. Something that she has always wanted to place from him; pride and acceptance. Again like her father, she is very strong. Not just in the physical tense but in the mental tense as well. Because unlike most people, Scout has never grieved a day in her life over anything or anyone, she sees it as a waste. Or at least she grieves in her own special way and that's by blocking it all out, all the sadness, anger, and grief around her and creating an even thicker barrier around herself.

The pirate woman is, in two words, calculating and sarcastic. She's got a sharp tongue, and is always ready with a quick comment or a sarcastic quip, though she never means to cause real harm to anyone even if they hurt her first. The girl is also one to always throw herself into everything she does even if that means having to keep at it for hours on end. Like she has with her fighting skills and... well, suffering all the shit she's been through for the past almost twenty years of her life. And with those years, she has always hated to lose or even thinking about losing no matter what it is. Losing someone included. She loves the sports and is always at her best when she's in a competitive mood. And then of course, she likes to stay active, and with that, she has a strict schedule. Which has made her stricter on herself than how her parents were which is hard to believe seeing that they pushed their children 110% but it is true. She has much control over herself and her decisions, always being the one to think of the outcomes. This is the part of Scout that she needs to feel as if she has done something with her life and that everything that happened to her in her life means something.

Thus leading into the part of her no one ever sees: the insecure girl, the one who fears being forgotten and who second-guesses every decision she makes because it might not be good enough. This is the part of herself that she hides from the world. Not wanting to look weak especially in a world like this where you can't look weak for split second with being attacked. Even those close to her only ever get glimpses, never the full truth. Overall, Scout Ja Haiku is another young woman who just wants to have all her hard work lead up to... something, anything that is worth remembering in history for doing something... Amazing.




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So begins...

Scout's Story

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Character Portrait: [NPC] Bartender Character Portrait: Sora Aerlyn Character Portrait: Lucifer Character Portrait: Luna Lockhart Character Portrait: Scout Character Portrait: Eloise Kingsley Character Portrait: Callum Kingsley Character Portrait: Hook Character Portrait: Peter Pan Character Portrait: Joshua V. Kingsley Character Portrait: Ram Character Portrait: Nila Character Portrait: Trees Character Portrait: Soleil Ada Character Portrait: Fang Character Portrait: Flint Character Portrait: Roan Haiku Character Portrait: Nereus
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Kensington, London. A quaint little district nestled in the western fragment of the Royal Borough of Kensington and Chelsea, it’s notorious for being the best shopping alley across the expanse of England. With it’s plethora of boutiques, bakeries, antiques and entertainments, it isn’t a wonder why civilians of all social spheres flock to the cobblestone walks, each length teamed with artfully crafted oaks. Though, despite the boulevard providing endless thrills for this eclectic medley, only a select few have the first rate heaven of residing within the Victorian flats looming in the backdrop...even a smaller percent of that elite class being a full fledged family. And yet, this is precisely where our story takes wing.

As twilight descends on the abandoned focal square, the winds holding an iced spite from the North, it is here that the true face of Kensington springs to life. Those aforementioned high class patrons are bustling about in their homes, each one ruffled with anticipation for whichever soiree is being fabricated that night… however, one family in particular is scampering about a tad bit more than it’s neighbours. The Kingsley household, with it’s 5 members, call home to the second largest suite within this sectioned off heaven; Number 14 on Bloomsbury Avenue...and, while impressive, it has a pricetag to match it’s prestige. However, with a highly regarded lawyer and socialite, the father and mother respectively, money has never been an issue for this purebred name. Though, if one was judging their class by the standards of their children, one would have to scoff at the notion of them even glancing at Bloomsbury. Even now, as Mr. & Mrs. Kingsley are preparing for an evening laced with champagne, dancing and laughter, the rambunctious attitude has yet to cease. While the mother hounds the two youngest, the Prince and Princess of the family, to quell their racing argument, the father has busied himself with doling out strict instructions to the eldest, the tertiary guardian of Apartment #14… yet, the head’s parting words will soon be all for naught. Unbeknownst to Mr. and Mrs. Kingsley, their beloved children are being carefully watched by a figure that has only existed within the sister’s goodnight stories; Peter Pan.



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Meanwhile, upon the Mainland, the typical summer climate has been chilled to wintry blanket, white snow encasing the earth and ice protecting the sea. Sensing it’s nonofficial king’s absence, the magic within this otherworldly realm has receded from its inhabitant’s everyday lives, most now struggling to carry out even the most undemanding actions (such as flying or changing forms). Though that isn’t the most pressing concern at the moment.. no no, it’s far from that. The ship of the infamous pirate captain, James Hook, has been spotted not too far off the coast line, currently held in place by the frozen water’s greedy embrace. However, it’s only natural that they would attempt to make a movement to seize the Mainland at this point..what better time to do such then when the all powerful Pan is away?

Thankfully, the King, like always, is two steps ahead from the pirates; before leaving to retrieve the Heirs, the Lost Children were given explicit instructions. While under the Second-in-Command’s constructed administration, this group of orphans are to stalk and track the movement of the crew, attempting their best to keep the scoundrels off the land...and, if need be, fight tooth and nail to protect the beaches. However, the pirates have a similar interest regarding the Lost Children; capture and interrogate them to reveal Pan’s whereabouts, his plans. After all, with luck, maybe the King has disappeared for good?



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As the Lost Children and Pirates begin to generate foul play with one another, the tribes have begun to do the same. Tensions are starting to arise between the three races, the lack of their Heirs sprinkling even more stress unto their councils more so than before. In fact, accusations are now being casually dispensed, each clan eager to pin the blame on another...some even targeting their King, Peter Pan, for his neglect to provide protection.

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"Damn it!" Said the captain of all pirates, James Hook. He kicked furiously at the ice encasing his ship and twitched with annoyance. Snow, winter, cold; they were things that most pirates found devastating, ugly, and disgusting. Hook displayed the most negative emotions when he felt even the softest blow of a chilling wind, "Why'd if have to snow all of a sudden? It's in the middle of summer!" He grumbled and began to climb back onto deck after nearly slipping clumsily on the ice. He cursed to himself as he regained the correct footing back on deck and straightened his coat before lounging back on the rail.

Hook always enjoyed summer. Summer. Summer was heat, cicadas, long days and short nights. Or in other words; Long days to cruise the ocean and feel the cool breeze with his crew while he spent the rest of his time on land, fooling with women and drinking his troubles away. What troubles, you may ask? That would be Peter Pan.

Hook cringed at the thought of his name.

Pan, the very man that Hook was after because of his cruel meaning for removing one of Hook's arm. But he has both arms, you may say. No, he doesn't. It may be an illusion, it may be a trick, it may be some kind of magic of his, he won't tell. But the fact is, Hook lost one of his arms, and he wanted his revenge. It was always on his mind and he wanted it badly. He'd sacrifice his own life to get Pan's and would even go as far as sacrificing his crew-

Wait... Would he really?

Hook looked at his crew; Soleil, Scout, Roan, and Lucifer. They were a small bunch, but then again, they were all he needed, and after abandoning, or rather, being killed out of the Lost Children from a long while ago, they were his next and new family. Would he risk them, too, to get at Pan?

Hook sighed and let his head hang. He was far beyond frustration, "I need a cigarette..." He muttered tiredly and then called a little louder, hoping, childishly, that someone on the deck would hear him and bring his needs. He coughed for attention, "I think it'd be really nice if I could have a cigarette at the moment." He said a little louder.

A snowflake landed on his nose and he sneezed, then grumbled, 'Damn its cold...' He thought and looked up at the grey sky that produced the very thing that he so much hated. He went back into his deep thought, one that made him wear an emotionless face that was unreadable, even by his crew, who knew him so well. Whenever Hook went into that phase, no one could tell what he was planning or thinking. That was the way it worked and always was. Then, he thought, 'Right... Pan wants them, the heirs. Maybe... Maybe I'll find them before him and blackmail? That sounds nice, although there's a lot of risk in that too... And it'll be trouble trying to find them... Mmm...'

Even outside his thinking, the side that everyone else saw, Hook was making odd faces as he thought. He might have always been seen as the villain, but he, too, used to be something called human.