marley is a simple lady. she doesn’t carry a purse because who has the time, amiright? she’d rather just shove everything she’ll need for the day into her backpack. it’s nothing special - functional, but barely. the front pocket zipper doesn’t work, one strap is broken, and the bottom corners are starting to fray. it was time to get a new one yesterday, but - in true marley style - she’s gonna use it until she can’t anymore.
marley’s basics include:
textbooks.
vet stethoscope.
jeep keys.
strawberry sun bum lip balm - brand and flavor are nonnegotiable.
her wallet, which includes a picture of her grandparents when they were young.
her cell phone, duh.
an extra set of kitting needles and yarn, in case she has some time to kill or is caught feeling anxious outside of the hotel.
extras that can be found at any given time:
graded assignments/labs, generally shoved down at the bottom.
loose change.
( knife tw ) a small pocket knife that’s essentially useless and beyond dull.
half eaten snacks/empty wrappers.
some extremely tangled headphones that she 100% will not take the time to untangle.
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Powers & Abilities / Specialities:
↳ Life-Force Manipulation (specifically regenerative healing, age manipulation, resurrection, minor healing and life-force absorption)
What was once a latent power, her ability of life-force manipulation was surfaced after almost century of torture. Most of it is completely unconscious such as her regenerative healing and age manipulation, but over the years she figured out how to use many of its other uses. She can absorb people’s life-force with her touch, though she cannot take all of it (thus killing them). The best she can do is suck their life force until they go unconscious then kill them that way. Taking someone’s life force also gives her a burst of energy. She is unable to create life force, meaning that in order to resurrect someone, she must use her own life force, or there must be just enough latent life force for her to amplify. She can heal through a similar way that she brings someone back to life, though she hasn’t truly tempted the limits of this power and usually only uses it if she happens to hurt an innocent in the crossfire.
Backstory: (Trigger Warning for mentions of sexual assault and torture)
↳ She was born Yamanik, in a different time as the reincarnation of the fabled Hero Twins. Her brother never did believe the legends, but she did. She yearned to wear the important title, to be someone important in their world. When news spread of their lineage, she jumped at the opportunity, even as her brother, Kasakir, wished to remain at their dying farm. Their village treated them as gods and as news of them spread, she prepared herself for the K'iche' leaders, convincing herself that she and her brother would be able to take them down if they so wanted to. As it turned out, the Spanish conquistadors did that for her. In the fight that broke out, she lost sight of her brother and just as she was going to call out his name, her vision went black.
The conquistadors did not know of the Hero Twins; they didn't care that she was a reincarnated god. They saw her as a woman first and used her as such. She became one of the many to be treated as "free labor" and no matter what she did to escape, they always managed to catch her in the end. It was never the labor she feared, but the men who believed owned her. They were the ones to stare longer than they ought to or pulled her out of her sleep in the middle of the night.
By the time they realized she was not aging, she yearned for death. She was given to holy men who wanted to purge the devil out of her. When fire did not kill her (despite her screams), they tried water. When water wouldn't work, they tried rocks. So many different ways for her to die and not one of them worked. As the time in between their attempts to kill her became longer, she found herself meditating. She mulled over the stories of the Hero Twins, reminding herself that she was them, she was more powerful than the humans who continued to try to manipulate her. Even as they starved her and used her body, she held more power than they could have ever imagined. In the dark cell, she discovered her true power. She bided her time and when the priest went to her with another attempt to purge the devil out of her, she killed him without batting an eye. And then she brought him back to life. Her words to him were "I want you to feel death as many times as I have."
She didn't know what to do with herself after escaping her cell. She thought about her brother, who must still be alive somewhere in the world, but without a way to track him down, he left her mind instantaneously. Instead, she just walked. She didn't know where she was going, but she vowed to never become someone's slave ever again.
In her aimless wandering, she saw many horrible things, countries brought to ruin, wars crushing innocent people. She hated this world, hated every man who believed it was their right to kill another. It wasn't their right; it was hers. She killed for sport, whenever there was a man who stared at women the wrong way or said something she didn't like. She seduced them, lured them in, stabbed them as many times as she could, and brought them back to life to see what she had done. Sometimes she killed them again, other times she let them live in fear of her return. Any man who killed another was her victim and she had so many to choose from. Never mind that they changed their ways or started a family to atone for their crimes. The world was unforgiving and she was only playing by its rules.
She was already at Newhaven when she saw her brother for the first time in centuries. He wore a silly outfit with a silly name and dubbed himself a hero. One look at him and she could see that life had been much kinder to him than it had been to her and she loathed him for it. The world always did treat men better and she thought it good to remind them that she wouldn't accept being pushed aside any longer. She wore her own ridiculous outfit and proved to all of them that she was stronger, that she was better, and she would kill anyone who tried to tell her otherwise.
Moral Alignment:
↳ Lawful Evil
Criminal MO:
↳ She usually kills or attacks murderers or those who have shown serious violence against others. She predominantly goes after men, though she has been known to kill women who are particularly heinous. She has maintained her normal MO of luring in whoever she intends to kill, taking their life force, murdering them, then traumatizing them by bringing them back to life. Most of the time, she will kill them again after, but occasionally, she will flip a coin to decide if they will stay permanently dead or not.
Extra Info:
↳ In case it wasn’t obvious, she is the twin sister to the guild member, Daybreak.
↳ She never bothers to give herself a new name as the woman she once was has definitely died. She currently goes by the name Ava, but will most likely change it whenever she forgets what she is supposed to be called or grows bored of it.
↳ She thinks of the vigilantes as even more ridiculous versions of the guild, but incredibly more dangerous. She keeps her eyes on the ones with questionable morals *cough* Red River and Puck *cough* and might even have them on her long list of potential victims.
↳ Her symbol is that of a scythe, both to represent her small beginnings as a farmer and the image of death she now takes on.
↳ She lives by a woman’s shelter and is often seen volunteering there. A great deal of her victims are the abusers of the women at the shelter.
↳ As for money, she’ll usually take whatever she wants. She has gathered several priceless artifacts over the years that she sells whenever she doesn’t feel like taking something.
↳ She has a strange appreciation for Anima and is a fan of her work.
↳ Fun fact: her given name Yamanik means emerald in the K’iche’ language.
Naquele dia, todos os participantes do programa acordaram para encontrar vinte e seis envelopes pardos distribuídos em cada local da mesa de jantar e com o nome de um dos trainees em cada um deles. Sobre esses, estava um aviso sem simples: responda-me. A curiosidade facilmente ganhada, o pacote foi aberto para revelar uma série de perguntas de âmbito profissional, com um espaço entre uma questão e outra para a adequada resposta. Não havia qualquer outra instrução fora de que ao final o pacote devia ser deixado novamente em seu local original sobre a mesa, deixando nos participantes apenas a curiosidade e a ligação entre tal acontecido e a aproximação dos três meses de duração do programa.
informações ooc:
E ai está nossa mais nova task. Pegaram um pouquinho o clima de suspense? Esperamos que sim pois essa é apenas a primeira parte do que planejamos daqui pra frente. Dessa vez, não focamos no aspecto pessoal dos participantes e sim profissionais, afinal, é isso que eles são aqui, certo? Então vamos trabalhar isso um pouquinho mais.
O link para o questionário pode ser encontrado aqui e ao contrário das entrevistas, deve ser respondido tal como seu personagem houvesse escrito as respostas, pois o plano dessa vez não é que seja algo que vá ao público. Mas fora isso, como todas as outras vezes, deixamos para a imaginação de cada um a forma com que vão organizar a resposta, tudo bem?
E para a curiosidade, por favor, membros estrangeiros, nãos se preocupem. O envelope de cada um está na primeira língua do trainee e pode ser respondido nela também. Não queremos nenhum pobre coitado apanhando para ler e escrever em coreano quando essa não é sua língua natal.
Por fim, ao terminarem de responder, todos poderão por o envelope fechado, com as respostas dentro, sobre a mesa do jantar que mais tarde uma equipe irá recolher e fazer o que as empresas planejam com isso.
Por favor, respondam com carinho, em? E podem divagar o quanto quiserem em cada resposta, afinal, uma pesquisa de mercado é sempre importante. (wink)
vamos ao prazo agora:
até o dia 23/04 receberá 5 pontos.
até o dia 27/04 receberá 3 pontos.
até o dia 30/04 receberá 1 pontos.
lembrando que, ao postarem suas tasks, devem colocar na tag cai:task
to be the ocean of a black-eyed sunlit moon:
exfoliate the roughness of your lips
with saltwater-soaked sand. rub seashells
between your toes to remember
what it feels like to be felt
in places untouched.
braid seaweed into your hair,
let it revitalize cracked palms.
fossils have formed in your chest
since you last gave into the pull of the tide,
letting it fill its foothold in you.
believe you are as fabled,
a myth of epic eons standing—
wondrous and fearsome.
appraised only to those chosen
to bring light into your darkest depths.
when you feel threatened by the tide,
look into the black-eyed craters
of the face of your midnight moon
and remember:
you are the complete mythology
of yourself — give into the sea
and never return to the dryness
of desert sand, scorched and unloved.
she
is a thunder-creature, in the spaces between
when the sky breaks its stomach, turns inside out
and we are both hollowed. i dream crows peck at her
black-eyed
and i can only watch. i think of most people
as smoke but she is flesh i cannot hold. the birds
like a shuddering storm, singe their feathers
carry her home
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