Ten different looks and my looks all kill
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Mar 17, 2019 22:38:40 GMT
Post by Vera Marcelo on Mar 17, 2019 22:38:40 GMT
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Being met with such a sharp and accurate knife didn't deter Vera away from what she was there to do. Ellen Banks was known to hurt some feelings with just a few words, even years before this moment. It wasn't met with anger or a quip either as Vera kept her facial expressions stoic in this moment. If anything, she rested one hand on top of the other as she listened to Ellen mention the same demons Vera had to live with every day. She wasn't going anywhere and they both knew that. Her position may have seemed higher to those on the outside but really, the government had Vera wrapped around their finger. It was either die with no reassurance that her family would be safe or choose a better ending and this was as best as endings were going to get.
She'd be lying if she said Ellen's words hadn't stung. Vera would have done anything for Bellefonte in the previous years. She gave them the best years of her life - the hardest years of her life. She loved Elsa, almost as much as she loved Devyn. There wasn't a thing she wouldn't do for her friends...
...then.
The telekinetic would wait until her "old friend" was done tearing her a new one. "Once again, you've failed to realize that my world doesn't revolve around you as you think it does. I have my reasons and my decisions came with consequences - ones that I'm dealing with as we speak." Scoffing lightly, she turned the manilla folder so it would be better for Ellen to see once Vera chose to open it. "If I have to choose the safety of my family over yours or Erika's, I would choose mine each and every time and you'd do well to not forget that." Ironically, it was the same family that a younger Ellen enjoyed mocking in Vera's face, that Vera chose to protect over everything else. Her family was more than just her deceased parents but Vera never cared to let many in on that part.
"Did you forget? You're a mutant, Ms. Banks. No amount of money could make the government overlook that - at least, not anymore." Opening up the folder, her manicured fingers placed photos taken of her parents and brother just moments after they were killed. They were hard images to stomach, even for Vera, but they were necessary to get a point across. This wasn't just some hearsay but the reality of Ellen's new life. Guilt rode Vera like a horse and she hoped Ellen was prepared. "I'd allow you a phone call but something tells me that you won't be needing it."
Tapping her index finger against the photo of Ellen's deceased father, Vera's eyes never left the woman. "This is what happens to us when we make the wrong choices."
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Mar 17, 2019 19:27:02 GMT
Post by Vera Marcelo on Mar 17, 2019 19:27:02 GMT
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haha funny
I'm never too good for bar food
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Ten different looks and my looks all kill
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Mar 16, 2019 22:30:38 GMT
Post by Vera Marcelo on Mar 16, 2019 22:30:38 GMT
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Some would almost call it "disgusting", standing so high above a group of working mutants as she looked down on them. Watching and waiting. Depending on who was watching, it was a form of entertainment. Sometimes Vera hoped that she'd get to see familiar faces within those groups just so she knew that they were still alive. People she once considered friends. For them, Vera believed it was safer in here. Out there? There was no promising that any hidden or rebelling mutants would get to live a long life. Only an idiot chose to run from or go against the government.
"It's almost peaceful."
Glancing at the other guardian, she slipped away from her own thoughts. "Mm... now that you mention it." They certainly did work like ants - working at a schedule with no choice but to fall in line. When working, ants often lacked a personality. "You ever wonder what they're thinking? Like, who is content with where they are and who is planning a revolt in those minds of theirs?" During her time locked up, Vera remembered wanting to snap the neck of each and every person associated with MREA. Now she was here, among them.
The guardian she exchanged words with was one of them, not one she knew personally knew but since they all worked towards the same goal, a conversation didn't bother her too much. Besides, talking was what Vera was known for. "Using up some free time?" she'd follow up with a question, some light chit-chat.
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Mar 16, 2019 21:35:21 GMT
Post by Vera Marcelo on Mar 16, 2019 21:35:21 GMT
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Look, it ain't a party until I get past that point.
I'm looking to be responsible tonight.
I mean... are you offering to be a desinated driver?[attr="class","camera"]📷 [attr="class","type"]enter a message [attr="class","bubble"]🗪 [newclass=.tab]width:30px;height:30px;color:#aaa;font-size:9px;font-family:Krub;text-align:center;line-height:30px;float:left;margin-left:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.tab1]width:30px;height:30px;color:#aaa;font-size:13px;font-family:Krub;text-align:center;line-height:30px;float:right;margin-right:-48px;[/newclass][newclass=.tab2]width:30px;height:30px;color:#aaa;font-size:13px;font-family:Krub;text-align:center;line-height:30px;float:right;margin-right:-65px;[/newclass][newclass=.tab3]width:30px;height:30px;color:#aaa;font-size:13px;font-family:Krub;text-align:center;line-height:30px;float:right;margin-right:60px;[/newclass][newclass=.tab4]width:30px;height:30px;color:#aaa;font-size:9px;font-family:Krub;text-align:center;line-height:30px;float:right;margin-right:-85px;[/newclass][newclass=.camera]width:30px;height:30px;color:#aaa;font-size:13px;font-family:Krub;text-align:center;line-height:30px;float:left;margin-left:5px;[/newclass] [newclass=.type]width:200px;height:10px;padding:5px;background-color:#dddddd;color:#000;font-size:9px;font-family:Krub;text-align:center;line-height:10px;margin-top:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.bubble]width:30px;height:30px;color:#000;font-size:18px;font-family:Krub;text-align:center;line-height:30px;float:right;margin-right:5px;margin-top:-25px;[/newclass] [newclass=".message h1]padding:10px;font-family:Krub;font-size:11px;background-color:#183440;text-align:right;color:#fff;float:right;margin-bottom:2px;margin-top:2px;border-radius:20px;[/newclass][newclass=".message h2]padding:10px;font-family:Krub;font-size:11px;background-color:#2B6076;text-align:left;color:#fff;float:left;margin-bottom:2px;margin-top:2px;border-radius:20px;[/newclass]
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Mar 16, 2019 21:30:19 GMT
Post by Vera Marcelo on Mar 16, 2019 21:30:19 GMT
[googlefont="Pt Sans"] [attr="class","boldtext"] September 2018 This wasn't some kind of payback. Despite her circumstances and rocky relationships with past classmates or even old friends, Vera was beyond allowing high school and college drama help make her choices as a woman. Her decisions had nothing to do with how she viewed her old friends or enemies - but damn, it sure looked that way. Vera was always pro-mutant and always would continue to be... it was just that the lines between the two became blurred. She'd always consider the ones in the camps and cages as the most powerful. You were stupid not to think so. The humans? They were knew how to work smarter, not harder. They had ways to overpower mutants with simple planning... and for now, they won. They didn't necessarily mean anything to Vera. She didn't fear them, it was just her situation that made her feel uneasy. She was supposed to be dead and because she feared death so much, Vera was now being punished for it. MREA knew how to convince her that this was way better than death. They weren't wrong but it wasn't exactly a vacation. At least from where she stood, she had a chance at life far better than the captured mutants or those who chose to hide. As long as she worked as Public Affairs, they promised to keep her family safe - an offer she didn't dare refuse. While many of the other Guardians did the dirty work, Vera worked with a team that kept the public informed, or in this case... a mutant. As she made her way down a hall that led to one of many highly secured room, she was escorted by security. She held onto a manila folder filled with the information necessary to get her point across for this "meeting" with Ellen Banks. Funny thing, all Vera could think about were their days at Bellefonte and how rocky their relationship had become. At one point, she used to envy the woman. Now, look at where the future brought them. As she reached the door, Vera paused before looking back at the two men who escorted her. "I can do this alone. Just wait outside, it won't take long," she said with no real time for them to object before making her way in. Even if she wanted to, Ellen couldn't use her powers on her. Once upon a time, Vera had a taste of Ellen's hypnosis and didn't plan on going down that route again... "Ms. Banks." A half-assed smile planted on her face as she was now face-to-face with the one person who knew how to make her life a living hell. And now? Vera couldn't help but feel sorry for her. Taking a seat across from her "old friend", she placed the manila folder on the table. "I know I'm the last person you'd hope to see - because trust me, I'm still getting used to being seen. But I see you're still alive, so they must be treating you well here. Or using you well..."[newclass=".boldtext b"]font-family:PT Sans; color: #C77966;[/newclass]
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Mar 12, 2019 22:01:30 GMT
Post by Vera Marcelo on Mar 12, 2019 22:01:30 GMT
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We're not kids anymore. I think I know my limits.
I could use some air. How about downtown?
I know a place. Nothing fancy.[attr="class","camera"]📷 [attr="class","type"]enter a message [attr="class","bubble"]🗪 [newclass=.tab]width:30px;height:30px;color:#aaa;font-size:9px;font-family:Krub;text-align:center;line-height:30px;float:left;margin-left:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.tab1]width:30px;height:30px;color:#aaa;font-size:13px;font-family:Krub;text-align:center;line-height:30px;float:right;margin-right:-48px;[/newclass][newclass=.tab2]width:30px;height:30px;color:#aaa;font-size:13px;font-family:Krub;text-align:center;line-height:30px;float:right;margin-right:-65px;[/newclass][newclass=.tab3]width:30px;height:30px;color:#aaa;font-size:13px;font-family:Krub;text-align:center;line-height:30px;float:right;margin-right:60px;[/newclass][newclass=.tab4]width:30px;height:30px;color:#aaa;font-size:9px;font-family:Krub;text-align:center;line-height:30px;float:right;margin-right:-85px;[/newclass][newclass=.camera]width:30px;height:30px;color:#aaa;font-size:13px;font-family:Krub;text-align:center;line-height:30px;float:left;margin-left:5px;[/newclass] [newclass=.type]width:200px;height:10px;padding:5px;background-color:#dddddd;color:#000;font-size:9px;font-family:Krub;text-align:center;line-height:10px;margin-top:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.bubble]width:30px;height:30px;color:#000;font-size:18px;font-family:Krub;text-align:center;line-height:30px;float:right;margin-right:5px;margin-top:-25px;[/newclass] [newclass=".message h1]padding:10px;font-family:Krub;font-size:11px;background-color:#183440;text-align:right;color:#fff;float:right;margin-bottom:2px;margin-top:2px;border-radius:20px;[/newclass][newclass=".message h2]padding:10px;font-family:Krub;font-size:11px;background-color:#2B6076;text-align:left;color:#fff;float:left;margin-bottom:2px;margin-top:2px;border-radius:20px;[/newclass]
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Post by Vera Marcelo on Mar 12, 2019 2:43:27 GMT
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Got some free time?
Had a meeting with a few MREA officials. They can fuck off and I could use a drink.[attr="class","camera"]📷 [attr="class","type"]enter a message [attr="class","bubble"]🗪 [newclass=.tab]width:30px;height:30px;color:#aaa;font-size:9px;font-family:Krub;text-align:center;line-height:30px;float:left;margin-left:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.tab1]width:30px;height:30px;color:#aaa;font-size:13px;font-family:Krub;text-align:center;line-height:30px;float:right;margin-right:-48px;[/newclass][newclass=.tab2]width:30px;height:30px;color:#aaa;font-size:13px;font-family:Krub;text-align:center;line-height:30px;float:right;margin-right:-65px;[/newclass][newclass=.tab3]width:30px;height:30px;color:#aaa;font-size:13px;font-family:Krub;text-align:center;line-height:30px;float:right;margin-right:60px;[/newclass][newclass=.tab4]width:30px;height:30px;color:#aaa;font-size:9px;font-family:Krub;text-align:center;line-height:30px;float:right;margin-right:-85px;[/newclass][newclass=.camera]width:30px;height:30px;color:#aaa;font-size:13px;font-family:Krub;text-align:center;line-height:30px;float:left;margin-left:5px;[/newclass] [newclass=.type]width:200px;height:10px;padding:5px;background-color:#dddddd;color:#000;font-size:9px;font-family:Krub;text-align:center;line-height:10px;margin-top:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.bubble]width:30px;height:30px;color:#000;font-size:18px;font-family:Krub;text-align:center;line-height:30px;float:right;margin-right:5px;margin-top:-25px;[/newclass] [newclass=".message h1]padding:10px;font-family:Krub;font-size:11px;background-color:#183440;text-align:right;color:#fff;float:right;margin-bottom:2px;margin-top:2px;border-radius:20px;[/newclass][newclass=".message h2]padding:10px;font-family:Krub;font-size:11px;background-color:#2B6076;text-align:left;color:#fff;float:left;margin-bottom:2px;margin-top:2px;border-radius:20px;[/newclass]
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Post by Vera Marcelo on Mar 12, 2019 2:02:32 GMT
— VERA MARCELO — — twenty six — female — pansexual — guardian — ☀ HERE COMES THE SUN, CHARACTER NAME: Some information about the character here. Could be anything from something simple to something detailed about the relationship. Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Integer ac elit vel lacus hendrerit iaculis eget non nunc. Pellentesque eget erat ligula. Ut bibendum tortor et magna vulputate, quis commodo dui convallis. Nunc lorem arcu, feugiat vel eleifend et, gravida at odio. CHARACTER NAME: Some information about the character here. Could be anything from something simple to something detailed about the relationship. Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Integer ac elit vel lacus hendrerit iaculis eget non nunc. Pellentesque eget erat ligula. Ut bibendum tortor et magna vulputate, quis commodo dui convallis. Nunc lorem arcu, feugiat vel eleifend et, gravida at odio.
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❥ DEEP IN YOUR LOVE, CHARACTER NAME: Some information about the character here. Could be anything from something simple to something detailed about the relationship. Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Integer ac elit vel lacus hendrerit iaculis eget non nunc. Pellentesque eget erat ligula. Ut bibendum tortor et magna vulputate, quis commodo dui convallis. Nunc lorem arcu, feugiat vel eleifend et, gravida at odio. CHARACTER NAME: Some information about the character here. Could be anything from something simple to something detailed about the relationship. Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Integer ac elit vel lacus hendrerit iaculis eget non nunc. Pellentesque eget erat ligula. Ut bibendum tortor et magna vulputate, quis commodo dui convallis. Nunc lorem arcu, feugiat vel eleifend et, gravida at odio.
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Post by Vera Marcelo on Mar 12, 2019 1:50:08 GMT
[googlefont="Krub"] [attr="class","boldtext"] PLOTTING PHILOSOPHY While I love a good angsty plot, I'm open to almost everything. "First meeting" plots are probably my least favorite unless planned to go a certain way that's different than your average "so and so meets for the first time". I don't mind plotting it out or just going with the flow either. REPLYING PACE With work, I do most of my posts after 3 pm EST on weekdays. Depending on how I'm feeling and how open my schedules are, I may be able to post super fast or a few posts a day. WAITING TIME I'm willing to wait up to a month for a post depending on the circumstances. RAPID FIRE I don't mind rapid fire, just hit me up and we can figure out a time to volley posts! TAGGING Please tag me no matter what lmao. No matter if my character is in a thread or if you'd like to tag because she's mentioned. I really don't mind. CONTACTING YOU Discord! GODMODDING Unless we talk it out and plot the progress of the fight, I'd prefer that you'd leave it hit open and give the person a choice. Since it's what I tend to do for others. ROMANCE I'm all for romantic plots - planned or developed naturally. I take my characters being rejected very well and don't mind smut plots either. Age differences aren't an issue just as long as it's a legal-age plot. VIOLENCE Bring on the violence! I'm okay with either fade to black or tastefully writing it out under the ProBoards TOS. SEX Bring on the smut! I'm okay with either fade to black, implying, or tastefully writing it out under the ProBoards TOS. ANYTHING ELSE? : D Just DM me! [newclass=".boldtext b"]font-family:Krub; color: #7a4d6e;[/newclass]
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Post by Vera Marcelo on Mar 5, 2019 23:10:31 GMT
[googlefont="Krub"] [attr="class","boldtext"] VERA MILAN MARCELO LOOKS LIKE EMERAUDE TOUBIA
When you're from New York, no one ever has an idea of where you're going or where you'll end up. Everyone often expects the average New Yorker to spend their entire lives in the city - unable to find any reason good enough to move away. Or maybe they just don't have enough faith that you'll be any better than the Big Apple. My Colombian father, raised and molded by the military when he met my Lebanese mother who was an immigrant, and also trying to pursue her love for dance in America. They married out of wedlock when they found out that they'd be having their first child, my oldest sibling. It didn't stop there. My mom popped out one baby after another until they had their fourth and last child - me.
Even in a strict household, I'll admit that I had some leeway as the youngest child. I definitely got away with more than I should and I was kind of the "princess" of the household. The frilly pink dresses and manners didn't last very long. To this day I regret acting the way I did as I grew into my teen years, but I can't change what's done now. I started drinking and skipping school during my early teens, that kind of stuff. My parents got fed up quickly and weren't having it. They planned on sending me to a boarding school/boot camp for the next four years or until I got my act together, whatever came first. I was young and stupid and saw it as a challenge instead of as my parents' cry for help. Little did I know, that flight to New Mexico would be their last. The plane went down after experiencing an unknown set-back and when I thought it would be the end for all of us, I somehow managed to survive the crash.
I was only thirteen on the day of the crash and it was then that my abilities manifested. Apparently, my telekinetic abilities managed to soften the blow and keep me in one piece. I suffered from severe head trauma and was fortunate to get out with a few broken bones and fractures. I didn't wake up and had fallen into a coma for that lasted for about six months. I missed my parents funeral during the time, as well as my uncle becoming our legal guardian. This meant that I and my siblings would have to relocate to his home in Montana. I missed the move too but would eventually find Montana as my new home whether I liked it or not. Despite being my dad's younger brother, my uncle Dixson was a loving man, and far more easy-going. He helped me through some of the hardest moments of my life as I had to now live my life as a mutant who suffered from anxiety, PTSD, and self-guilt. Even with me fresh out of the hospital, it didn't stop us from getting a visit from these "recruiters". They claimed to be from the Bellefonte Academy, which was a school for the gifted. You could only imagine how it went from there.
My years at the Bellefonte Academy were certainly different than your years at an average boarding school. It was a learning experience from the first day I walked through those buildings up until I received my diploma. I grew close to people I never thought I would. I became more open about my sexuality and who I felt as a person. Those years reminded me that I was much more than your lost cause. Years of training, becoming school security, bad hair dyes, rocky relationships and eventually finding a career in the Criminal Justice field, kind of leaves a mark on you.
I was even engaged once upon a time. I planned on marrying my high school sweetheart. It seemed like the perfect plan, really. I would stay with the Kalispell Police Department and she would go for her dreams, we'd get married, have kids, and have an entire life ahead of us. It was the perfect plan, but not all plans see it through.
I know that I've had my fair share of mistakes. I know that I can be temperamental, quick to act, stubborn, and I often wear my emotions on my sleeves but even I know when there's no winning something impossible. In 2014, most of the world found out about mutants and we were no longer a kept secret. Things only got ugly from there because, within the next few years, we were hunted like animals and caged. The KPD basically sold me out to the government and I didn't even get the luxury of being grouped with the others. Being categorized as RED because of my abilities, I was kept in maximum security until they needed a test subject to run experiments on me. Every day I knew for sure that it would be my last, and when it wasn't - I wanted it to end.
It was unlikely for them to give any mutant who was marked as red or orange a chance to live. So when I was faced with the ultimatum to become a Guardian while giving them everything I knew about mutants and my time in Bellefonte or threatened with losing my fiance forever... I chose the best option for me. Not the one that I wanted to do but I needed. My choice ended up burning many bridges and severing relationships that I may never get back again, but it's what had to be done.
I'm always willing to do what others won't.
🎂 TWENTY-SIX 🧠 FEMALE 💕 PANSEXUAL 💼 GUARDIAN 🧬 TACTILE TELEKINESIS 📕 RED TACTILE TELEKINESISWith telekinesis as her base ability, she is able to use manipulate the telekinetic energy to move objects and people within her mental capabilities. With her past training, she has been able to lift only twice her weight. Around the time when mutants became "exposed", many mutants including Vera were faced with impossible situations. She adapted and learned how to condense and form the telekinetic energy into an invisible field. As a Guardian, she began using it more as an added layer of protection, which can be seen more like a coating around her body, adding to her physical prowess. LIMITATIONS- She can only manipulate as one form at a time, whether it's to move an object, or use as a protective field - she can only focus on doing one at a time.
- 250lbs is her limit, anything more will cause strain. Applying the telekinetic energy to either move or shield herself can go for about five to ten minutes before it becomes straining.
- Her emotions are known to trigger her abilities against her will (ie. anger or excitement). Depending on her emotions, they can also weaken or make it difficult to keep a steady focus (ie. sadness or doubt). This can also cause her abilities to backlash.
- Immense amounts of repetitive physical force can and will break through her telekinetic field.
- An active force stronger than her own can break through her ability, cause backlash, or even cancel it out.
- Vera must be able to see the object she wants to move while being in a close range from it.
SIDE-EFFECTS- Headaches and migraines can occur when straining her limits or when using her abilities one too many times in a 24 hour period.
- Dizziness and nose bleeds are also side-effects that occur when pushing herself past her limits.
- When receiving a backlash from her abilities backfiring, she can become disoriented and confused
- Exerting more energy than she can clock or pushing herself past her limits can cause her to black out/fall unconscious.
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