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app for soul_campaign wip
[ PLAYER INFORMATION ]
Player Name: Des
Age: 24
Timezone: PST
Personal Journal: deathdesu
Contact Information: soundtrackdonut@gmail.com - macrocosm says @ aim, deathdesu @ plurk
Current Characters: N/A
Links to Activity Check: N/A
Beta-reader: N/A
[ CHARACTER INFORMATION ]
Name: Vanika Conchita // The Master of the Graveyard
Age: Apparent age is early 20s ( Read more... ) -
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Ohoho, isn't this fun? I feel like I'm learning a lot today. It's making my food taste better.
[indeed, there are cutting and chewing noises on the other side of the phone.]
Very well, in exchange for the entertainment, I shall reveal my biggest secret -
I am supposed to be dead in my world. I ate myself for supper! -
Father's day; locked to Almaz
[It's the afternoon. Conchita didn't wake up early to do anything special for Almaz, but once she did, she was hit by the father's day flu! And thus, she proceeds to track him down...]
Ah! There you are, darling.
[a brief hesitation, before she is compelled to place her hands on his shoulders and .... smile]
Cancel your plans, Almaz! I'm taking ( Read more... ) -
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[Periodically throughout the killing game, Conchita's been taking breaks to go back, cook and eat bits of her victim's carcass. This Sunday evening is no exception as she sits down to dinner, a sickening array of meat surrounding her on the dining room table, as though she hasn't a care in the world about what is happening around her. The person ( Read more... ) -
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[So, it's pretty obvious to Conchita that Grady would have something up his sleeve after that warning. Therefore, after the Librarian and Billy's conversation gave her an idea, she's decided to try something different with the filters. Rather than filter FROM Grady and the drones, she's decided to try filtering to specific houses only ( Read more... ) -
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[When Conchita sees her present, she is ecstatic. ECSTATIC. Screw all you guys and your problems, she's going to get on the phone and brag.]
"Merry Christmas," little ones!
Santa Claus killed Grady, you know. He did that for me.
[she giggles... which crescendos into a mad cackle.]It's quite fitting, you see! The idiot had his goons turn me ( Read more... ) -
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[So, Conchita's a librarian now. At first she was confused and concerned by the librarian, yet impressed by the illustrious-seeming position ( Read more... ) -
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[an extremely loud cry arises from a house on Beaver Street, resounding much too far.]
JUST WHAT DO YOU MEAN, TOO OLD?!
[Yes, that's right. For perhaps the first time in Mayfield history, someone has gotten fired, and that someone is Conchita. Not that she was a complete monster of a babysitter or anything, she totally didn't deserve it. And ( Read more... ) -
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[So, Jecht's droned! Not only that, but her drone husband was replaced with a guy that's easy to push around, and drone Mammon stopped crying! Well, okay, he actually was repleced with Saya, but somehow she's overlooked that. THAT IS BESIDE THE POINT.
The point is, Conchita's in a damn good mood. In fact if her mood was translated into music, it'd ( Read more... ) -
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[Unfortunately for Conchita's pride, when she sees disgusting old candy, she has to eat it all.
Mayfield, you are now faced with what is probably the most ugly interesting costumed character you'll ever see ( Read more... )