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Novalee Price

"Freedom is the ability to be able to run and never look back without feeling guilty or reminiscent and that's exactly what I don't have."

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a character in “The 100 { Rehash }”, as played by SimpleSinner

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{"People change for two reasons: Either they learned a lot, Or they've been hurt too much.” }
All the King's Horses || New Americana || Girls Like Girls || Trouble || Doubt

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|{Full Name}|
Novalee Rae Price

|{Nickname}|
Nova - It's usually what ever calls her, Lee, Pricetag, Fox - Due to her obsession with boxing, back on the ark.

|{Age}|
17

|{Birthday}|
7th of January

|{Ethnicity}|
Chinese (father)
English, Scottish, Irish, Swiss-German, German (mother)


|{Sexuality}|
Closeted Homosexual - Tends to have hopeless crushes on many girls but in fear of not being accepted & fear of ruining former relationships.

|{Role}|
One of the 100





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{[font=garamond]"You knew what kind of disaster I was the moment you saw me.”}

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[center]|{Hair Color}|
Nova's hair is a russet brown color and pretty long, she tends to wear it down though it always ends up in her face.
|{Eye Color}|
Dark, chocolaty brown eyes with slivers of gold.
|{Height}|
5 ft 5¾
|{Weight}|
121 pounds
|{Scars}|
Nova has a long deep scar across her hip from a guards knife back on the ark. She tries to hide it as she hates to talk about it, it's a constant reminder of the three years she spent in the sky box and what happened to her mother.
|{In Depth}|
Though Nova may be quite small and not exactly brute, she makes up for with her strength - emotionally and physically. Most of her strength came from her time on the ark as soon after her mom passed she took up the hobby of boxing, even in the sky box, making her stronger than her appearance. Nova also happens to have what some call a 'mixed face' due to her father being chinese and mother being american, another distinct feature is her eyes, from afar they look like a normal dark hazelnut shade but up close there's very prominent gold flecks leaving them kind of mesmerizing. When it comes to clothing, Nova hasn't had much care for fashion or anything really related to it, since being born on the ark didn't give her much options. Her usual outfit would be her mother's army jacket, followed by tore jeans, and combat boots.




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{“There isn’t always a reason for how I feel.” }
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[center]|{Quirks || Habits || Oddities}|
Tends to laugh to herself at random, and sometimes inappropriate, times.
Very touchy whilst talking, like putting a hand on someone else’s hand/arm/shoulder/leg as much as possible.
Calls everyone by a pet name (ex. Babe, sweetie, doll).
Talks to herself when alone of even quietly around people.
Hates quiet pauses in conversations.
Taunts foes.

|{Strengths}|
Love, Nova values close relations with others and rely on them deeply.
Bravery, never shrinking from threat, challenge, difficulty, or pain.
Creativity.
Humor.

|{Weaknesses}|
Her past or talk about her parents.
When falling for someone or friend in general, she risks everything for them regardless of how they feel for her.
Extremely angry when provoked, sometimes to the point of violence.
Very opinionated
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|{Fears}
[font=garamond]Once again, her past.
Losing loved ones.
'Losing control'.
Authority or Ark guards.
Not being able to fight or unable to keep her friends safe.

|{Secrets}|
Her feelings.
The reason behind her scar.
Her sexuality.

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{“That’s what I’m afraid of. Not being enough. Not good enough, not smart enough, not strong enough.”}




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Sarcastic | Brave | Caring | Understanding | Affectionate

Nova has always been known as that sarcastic yet caring kid, and frankly not much has changed. Before losing her mom Novalee was a pretty fearful and worryful, talkative girl who was the one who thought twice about everything she's does. She grew up that way and on the ark she didn't really have to learn how not to worry or be scared because it wasn't like she would have to fight for her life, though little did she know a few years later she would. When her mother died she stopped worrying or being scared because the one of the things she constantly worried about was ripped from her grasp, and that just made her angrier. Thus came the Novalee we have today, she's stronger and braver then she used to and isn't afraid to get her hands dirty - bloody even. She still held on to that talkative and sarcastic side she had as a child but still has a hard time letting others in though being a good listener, if you ignore all her sarcastic comments, people tend to let her in quite quickly.

Nova also has a bit of a martyr attitude and she isn't afraid to die for what she believes in or for someone she cares deeply for, if Nova falls for someone she tends to risk everything for them whether or not they like her back. She develops crushes a lot but mostly on the wrong people, though shed never admit. When in a relationship Nova becomes protective and being a touchy person in general, even more touchy. Nova also has an adventurous side to her, she always want to try new things whatever the risk wheter it be swimming which is something shes always wanted to do or hunt an animal she'll do it one way or another. She is also very understanding person, if shes facing an enemy or just people, she tries to understand their way of thinking and find out why they do what they do and why, and her way of understanding has advanced so much over the years she tends to be able to read various people really well nothing angers her more when she cant understand.





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|{Likes}|

✓ Strength, she can't stand not being able to protect her friends.
✓ Sarcasm, usually her got to in conversation.
✓ Reading, though there isn't much to read on earth or the Ark, she loves to get away.
✓ Brave and strong girls, she always finds herself falling for them and has to catch her breath most of the time.
✓ Just girls in general.
✓ Cuddling.
✓ Laughing, no matter how bad of the times she never seems to not be able to laugh.
✓ Boxing, she has always been into it but boxed endlessly on the Ark when her mom died.




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{"I’m good at what I do sure, but I’m better at doing what I’m not supposed to do.” }



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|{Dislikes}|
✕ Rules, she believes if she's done something wrong she's done it for the right reason and shouldn't be told not to.
✕ Not having the strength to protect her friends.
✕ Not understanding or knowing her enemies.
✕ Over cofident people.
✕ Guys who try to get with her constantly, regardless of her protest.
✕ Reapers, their unpredictable and that terrifies her.
✕ Crying, she sees it as a weakness and tends to always fight its.




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{“You see, that thing you’re doing? Putting your life in my hands? It doesn’t make me feel more confident.” }
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[center]|{Place of Origin}|
The Ark
|{History}|
Nova's past is something she would never want to relive again, she was born on the ark, with a loving mother and father. It most likely would of stayed that way if it wasn't for a guard on the ark, the guard was hopelessly into Nova's mother and whenever he saw her he'd try to talk her into coming back to his room and to leave her husband but of course she didn't budge. Nova's father and Nova only being around 13, at the time things started getting serious, were oblivious to the advances the guard was attempting on Nova's mother, Myra. Her mother never spoke of it and always tried to ignore it only paying attention to her daughter and trying to avoid him at all times, that is until one time the guard went to far. Frustrated in all the failed attempts the guard gave up on trying to convince her and deciding to use force, he dragged Nova's mother back to his room somehow not getting caught. He tried to take advantage of her but the Price's never give up without a fight and her mother fought back punching the guard in the face then running out. That night she spent as much time as she could with her family in fear of what would happen in the morning. When morning came, Myra was yanked out of her room away from Nova's arms by several guards and the chancellor when Nova and her father asked why it was for attacking a guard and stealing, both of which she hadn't done without reason and Nova knew that for certain. She was floated soon after, leaving Nova devastated and with her father.

Things went silent with the Price's and nothing really bothered them, that is until Nova's 14 birthday when the same guard approached Nova, explaining how he was the reason her mother was floated and if she didn't come back to his room he'd do the same, Nova was stunned and terrified yet she didn't pay attention to those emotions and just acted out of anger. She attacked the guard, surprising the guard with her strenght, the guard quickly pulled out his knife and cut Nova across her hip leaving a large scar still seeable. She kicked the guard once more in the stomach after being cut, grabbed the knife, and on impulse killed him. It took minutes until Nova realized what shed done, she argued with herself in her head if it was the right thing or not, the chancellor and guard then through her int the sky box since she was only 14, though the family of the guard wanted to float her right away, for murder. She's been in their for 3 years and dreads whenever someone ask as to how she got in there, she'll ask calm and funny about it but inside it starts that battle in her had again, she tends to lie and say stealing.


|{Family Tree}|

Myra Price - Mother (deceased, floated whilst on the ark, framed for stealing.)
Bennett Price - Father (still on the ark.)




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{“Blood stains the skin to remind others where it came from- the enemy’s or yours.” }



[center]All the King's Horses
"I knock the ice from my bones
Try not to feel the cold
Caught in the thought of that time
When everything was fine, everything was mine
Everything was fine, everything was mine

All the king's horses and all the king's men
Couldn't put me back together again
All the king's horses and all the king's men
Couldn't put me back together again

Run with my hands on my eyes
Blind, but I'm still alive
Free to go back on my own
But is it still a home when you're all alone
Is it still a home when you're all alone

All the king's horses and all the king's men
Couldn't put me back together again
All the king's horses and all the king's men
Couldn't put me back together again

All the king's horses and all the king's men
Couldn't put me back together again
All the king's horses and all the king's men
Couldn't put me back together again

There is a reason I'm still standing
I never knew if I'd be landing
And I will run fast, outlast
Everyone that said no…

All the king's horses and all the king's men
Couldn't put me back together again
All the king's horses and all the king's men
Couldn't put me back together again

All the king's horses and all the king's men
Couldn't put me back together again
All the king's horses and all the king's men
Couldn't put me back together again.”




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Character Dialogue || #8A2BE2

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Chloe Bennett

So begins...

Novalee Price's Story

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{"People change for two reasons: Either they learned a lot, Or they've been hurt too much.” }



17 | One of the 100 | Homosexual | 5'5''


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It happened in what felt like a flash, one minute Novalee was sprawled out on her cell floor, half asleep, as a couple guards bursted through the door. The sudden rush sent Nova flying up as one of the guard hooked their arms through hers dragging her out the door, "Where we heading to now boys? I was kind of in the middle of something if you couldn't tell." Nova laughed as she continued being escorted through the halls. The guards refusing to acknowledge her, as they usually told her to 'shut up' or something along the lines of it. Nova began to worry as they carried her past the usual doors and towards one she's never been through, "Hey my birthday's not until a few months, I still have time. Why are we going this way?" She began to kick her legs off the ground in fear that this next door would lead her to her inescapable death, if they finally decided to float her early for her actions.

Instead of answering once again, one of the guards reached into their pocket pulling out a large silver bracelet and quickly attached it to her right wrist, sending needles into her as it locked down. "Ow. What the hell is this? Why won't one of you answer me!" She yelled this time, just wanting answers as she twisted and yanked attempting to get out of their grasps, almost succeeding, until she felt a shock wave burn through her as one of the guard pressed a stun gun to her back. She then stopped moving, and let the guards drag her in fear of being electrocuted again, as millions of thoughts raced through her mind. Nova finally took the time to look around a saw that every delinquent in the sky box was being dragged out and her mind automatically assumed that everyone was getting floated, they must have finally deemed us useless and just a waste of space and finally took action on it, she thought.

The guards then walked Nova into another part of a ship, sat her in a seat against the wall, and strapped her down. Nova was confused though she still believed it was the end, she looked around and seen other teens strapped in as well. "Will someone just please tell me what the hell is happening?" Nova screamed out in frustration causing some of the teens to stare at her though she didn't care. "We're going to the ground!" One of them yelled and many responses came back some consisting of Yeah right, or I told you so's. A few more people were carried in and Nova looked over to the see some familiar faces.

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McKaine Miller


McKaine was getting antsy. She had found a relatively comfortable position, crouched on her bed with her knees tucked up under her arms, in front of her chest, and her eyes glued to the door. But every few minutes or so she would get up and begin pacing, walking the walls of her room and looking for something to do or some way to leave. Unlike most other delinquents here, she'd only been in this cell for about a week. Her actions over the years had built up, and her father had no longer cared to request a favor of keeping her out of the sky box. And she didn't mind, not really any ways. Except she was growing antsy and bored and her back hurt from the mattress that might as well have been a thin yoga mat.
She took a seat back on the bed, pulling her legs under her when there was a noise at the door, before it was pushed open. Immediately jumping to her feet, McKaine moved towards the door slightly, and her eyes bared down on the guards who entered. She stared quizzically at them, but before she had time to react, they'd grabbed one of her arms each and started to drag her out of the room, mumbling to each other. McKaine giggled.
"Uh hi, what's the deal guys?" she muttered, glancing at both of them, but not putting up a struggle at all. In fact, she walked along with her arms linked in theirs as if they were all together, going to a show or something. "Hey loosen the grip bud, i'm complying."
They pulled her to a turn, and her eyes, slightly glazed over with confusion, passed over her brother. He was down a different hallway, in the same situation. She gave him a cheeky smile and light wave, with her limited arm movement, and turned her gaze to in front of her. There were many like herself being taken from the sky box, and being transferred somewhere. Instead of worrying at all, she just looked around to see if she recognized people, and kept an eye out to see where they were going. The guard on her right slapped a bracelet on to her wrist, and pushed her ahead of a group kids and guards in a line, bringing her on to what seemed to be a drop ship of some sort. Her eyes lit up with excitement as she looked at the rows of seats. The guards brought her to the top level then let go of her arms, muttering for her to find a seat. At this point, she was very confused and slightly worried, but not as much as she was excited. She eyes scanned the slowly filling seats, and she spotted a long haired boy with no one next to him. She trudged to him, taking in his looks as she approached. McKaine took a seat next to the boy, acknowledging how uncomfortable it already was, and turned to him.
"Uh hi, I'm McKaine."




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Brendan Miller
Brendan wasn't in the sky box when a guard came up behind him and asked him to follow. Although he had been in a cell for a few months, his father had gotten him out because he wanted Brendan to clean out their mother's things. He calmly followed the guard out into the hallway, not suspecting anything out of the ordinary until he saw a second guard standing in the hall waiting for him. "Hey what's the meaning-" he was cut off by one of the guards. "You've got to come with us, to the skybox." Brendan did not understand, but followed the first guards guiding arm. They walked about half the length of the hallway before Brendan stopped in place. His pulse had been slowly raising as they walked, confusion building up inside of him as to what was going on. "But I'm not supposed to go back until tomorrow-" Brendan began again.
To this, he received a kick in the back of his knee from one of the guards. "Lets go." they said, more forcefully taking ahold of his arms and yanking him along with them. Brendan wasn't necessarily fighting back against them, but he was not helping them take him either. What is going on, he thought, his pulse still high and rapid, as they walked through the halls, lined with cells. It seemed as though every other captive youth was being dragged out in the same manner as him. Where could they- McKaine.
Brendan's analytical thought process was cut short when he spotted his sister down the hall, turning out of his vision. Her quickly flashed smile and wave were enough to set him off. "Mickey," her muttered under his breath, perking his whole body up and rushing forward, though halted by the guards hold. "Mickey," he said a bit louder, watching her leave his vision. He thrashed in the guards hold, ripping his left arm from the guard and elbowing him against the wall, having no thoughts but getting to his sister and making sure she was okay, whatever was going on.
There was a sharp pain in his lower right back, so extreme it made Brendan's vision go blurry, and his breath freeze. The other guard had tazed him. He was at a loss for words, and a loss for actions.
The guards chuckled at him, the left guard wiping his face and grabbing ahold of Brendan again, who was now slightly more limp in their arms, though technically not resisting. He hung his head down and allowed the guards to guide him forwards, ignoring all of the calls of those around him, some scared and some excited, and sat down when the guards pushed him forwards into a seat. His head immediately shot up to search around for his sister, who was nowhere in his sight. However, he did recognize the girl next to him, her name was Novalee. He simply looked at her, trying to gage how she was taking in the whole situation.

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{"People change for two reasons: Either they learned a lot, Or they've been hurt too much.” }



17 | One of the 100 | Homosexual | 5'5''


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Nova, out of nervousness and just pure excitement with the idea they may be actually going to the ground, gripped the bars of the seat that held her in place as she looked next to her to the boy looking as if he was trying to study her. It had took her a moment to recognize the face but seconds later it clicked. His name was Brendan, Brendan Miller. She had always seen him around but never exactly spoke to him, atleast not as much as she did with his sister, McKaine. "Welcome to the party." Nova sighed while the boy was quickly being strapped in by a guard.

Nova began to look her around as most of the guards started to rush out as the doors closed, Nova was about to say more to the boy until the tvs and speakers kicked on. They showed the chancellor as he explained the current situation, Nova tried to focus on the chancellors words but her mind was racing. Before she could force herself the focus she felt a sudden jolt as the ship detached from the ark, she wasn't exactly sure that was why but that was her assumption. Her head hit against the sides of the seats to the point where her vision blurred, she believe bonked heads with Brendan at one point too due to the movement.

Everyone on the ship was either yelling, laughing, or even crying as it was a huge mix of emotions. The second impact was due to the parachutes flying open and Nova hit her head once more. "Damn it." she muttered to herself as her sight wavered due to the impact once again. She blacked out for a what felt like a second before regaining consciousness, she open her eyes to see most kids hopping out of their seats, as they had finally hit the ground. She flung up to get out of hers, but to her surprise, it was jammed. Of course this would happen to me, Nova thought to herself as she squirmed in the seat just trying to get out and get a better understanding on everything that was happening. "Can I get a little help here?" She yelled out to some of the kids, waiting for someone to at least help.

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McKaine Miller


McKaine's eyes scanned over the boy in front of her, making their way up to his lips as he replied. She wasn't really, checking him out, but rather sizing him up. She wanted to know as much as she could about the boy who was next to her when they embarked to do- whatever it was that was going to happen. When he spoke, she felt a light blush rise in her cheeks, and a soft smile fall. Without letting it waver, she very lightly placed her hand in his for a quick shake, then pulled away, not letting it show that she didn't like the physical contact.
Her gaze traveled to the row of seats in front of her, watching a rather large boy fighting against the guards who were attempting to settle him in his seat. The guard hit the boy over the head, and while the boys eyes circled in confusion, he forced him into his seat. Her eyes flipped back to the boy- André was his name -as he spoke to her. McKaine chuckled, leaning closer to the boy, looking him dead in the eyes and saying "Killed a boy because he called me cutie." She assumed he understood this was a joke and if he hadn't, he wasn't someone she wanted to be friends with anyways. Sitting back slightly, yet keeping her body leaned and turned towards him, she looked at him, closer this time, taking in the slant of his nose and face, and noticing the jewelry that he wore, taking a special notice of his cartilage piercing. She was jealous.
"Love the bling," she spoke, and although it may have sounded sarcastic, a quick glance at her smile would show she was being friendly, playful even. Her eyes flickered quickly to the TVs as they turned on, the speakers as well, but she centered her attention back to the boy, seeming to find some sort of comfort in a fast made friend- if she could call him that.
Eyes fluttering to the ceiling as the lights dimmed, McKaine nodded her head slowly to André, opening her mouth to speak before a huge drop drove her body into her seat's backing, her face hitting hard on the side of hers and André's, since she was leaning towards him. Although the hit itself didn't necessarily hurt, it did sting a bit. She realized in the moment, at the drop, she'd reached her hand out and grabbed André's leg, at an attempt to find grounding, and promptly let go.
For the second bump, she was well adjusted, in a place where she could push back against the backboard, and steady herself. She stayed silent as the ride continued, very uncharacteristically, but couldn't help but notice the warmth and wet feeling on the side of her face, that had slammed the wall. When the ship came to a landing, she jumped up about as fast as possible, following in suit with André. Cautiously raising her hand to under her cheek, she pulled it away to see it blood soaked. McKaine shrugged it off, knowing head wounds bled more, and basically forgot the wound, glancing around at all the movement, excited.
Next to her, André seemed frozen in place. She was about to give him a light push, get him moving, until a boy who looked, well, shockingly like him, spoke to him and caught his attention.
"I'll see you later, pretty boy," she said to André, giving him a quick wink and arm squeeze, before moving out of his way and starting forward. She was sad to leave her friend, and be alone, but she knew Brendan must be worrying. And besides, how cool was this?!





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Brendan Miller



Brendan broke into a grin when Nova spoke, chuckling lightly at her remark. His smile stopped almost immediately when the guard finished strapping him down, and he looked down at himself. What was all of this? Why had they all been assembled and brought here, and more importantly, where were they going. He thought the girl was going to speak to him, but instead, TVs and speakers came on. On them, was the Chancellor. Brendan paid this no attention, nearly viciously looking up and down the aisles, as far as he could see, trying to find McKaine. Panic struck him eternally.
McKaine was wild. For all he knew, she'd gotten herself tased to death. Or was hiding somewhere. Or had done any number of things that could end with her being killed. And Brendan knew this. When his searching attempts came to no avail, he settled back to say something to Nova, but there was a lurch in the ship. His head smacked back against the seat, bouncing off and hitting Nova, before hitting against the seat again.
He felt awful, he knew his head was hard and that that could not have felt good for her. When the flight settled, Brendan was slightly amazed, and in shock, but composed himself easily, and very quickly.
Unbuckling his seat, his attention turned straight to Nova, looking at the seat clip. "Well clearly it's jammed," he chuckled, lightly trying to open it. When that didn't work, he gave it a few very hard tugs, then tried again. And when that didn't work, he glanced around, and seeing that everyone was in commotion, he smacked the seatbelt with his new bracelet from the guards, which was hard, and metal. He blocked the blow from affecting Nova by holding his hand on the back and pushing against his own hits. When his first light hit didn't do anything, he breathed out, looked at Nova and said "I hope this doesn't hurt."
To Brendan's joy, with his arm wound all the way back, and a strong strike to the clip, it snapped in half, and released Nova. He smiled to himself, standing very close to Nova at that point, because he had to in order to get out of the chaos and be close enough to the clip, but he now realized he may be invading her space, and took a step back towards his own seat, offering out his hand to help her up.