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| biography=<p> | | quote=Only laws that matter are the ones set by the land and the spirits. Fuck the police and the politicians. | ||
| biography=<p>Grew up a kid stomping the Chico streets. Became a woman out on the Rez at Pyramid Lake. An ordinary woman with an unordinarily dark aura.</p> | |||
| apparentage=Mid-20's | | apparentage=Mid-20's | ||
| height=5'8" | | height=5'8" | ||
| weight=Athletic | | weight=Athletic | ||
| hair=Sable | | hair=Sable | ||
| eyes= | | eyes=Brown | ||
| hometown=Chico | | hometown=Chico | ||
| demeanor=20th Level Goblin Archaeologist | |||
| aka=Five-Scales | |||
| rphooks=<table class="hooks-table"> | | rphooks=<table class="hooks-table"> | ||
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<td class="hook-table-label"> | <td class="hook-table-label">Blacklisted:</td> | ||
<td> | <td>A history of misdemeanors.</td> | ||
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<td class="hook-table-label">Real Medicine:</td> | |||
<td>Not the kind they push over a counter.</td> | |||
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<td class="hook-table-label">Archery:</td> | |||
<td>Frequents Pasadena Roving Archers.</td> | |||
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<td class="hook-table-label">Curiosity:</td> | |||
<td>No stone left unturned.</td> | |||
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<td class="hook-table-label">Coffee:</td> | |||
<td>She hates it... so why is she drinking it?</td> | |||
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<td class="hook-table-label">Weird Shit:</td> | |||
<td>The unexplainable seems to follow after her. </td> | |||
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<td class="hook-table-label">Odd Habits:</td> | |||
<td>A variety of strange ticks, mantras, and activities.</td> | |||
</tr> | </tr> | ||
</table> | </table> | ||
| contacts=<table class="hooks-table"> | | contacts=<table class="hooks-table"> | ||
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<td class="hook-table-label">[[ | <td class="hook-table-label">[[Wovoka Jones]]:</td> | ||
<td> | <td>Loud and proud of it. Never change, cousin.</td> | ||
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<td class="hook-table-label">[[Addison]]:</td> | |||
<td>Eye-bags are a permanent fixture on the face of someone with a million things to say and just as many reasons not to say them.</td> | |||
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<td class="hook-table-label">[[Parnell]]:</td> | |||
<td>The pen might be mightier than the sword, but sometimes you just gotta stab a fucker.</td> | |||
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<td class="hook-table-label">[[Paige]]:</td> | |||
<td>Make sure they know your name, or every day you'll be stalked by an unmarked grave.</td> | |||
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<td class="hook-table-label">[[Roller-Coaster]]:</td> | |||
<td>I think there may be a man under all that deodorant. And that man? Think I'd trust him if he said he had my back.</td> | |||
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</table> | </table> |
Latest revision as of 17:02, 27 January 2025
Jackelyn Fletcher
Biography
Grew up a kid stomping the Chico streets. Became a woman out on the Rez at Pyramid Lake. An ordinary woman with an unordinarily dark aura.
Roleplay Hooks
Blacklisted: | A history of misdemeanors. |
Real Medicine: | Not the kind they push over a counter. |
Archery: | Frequents Pasadena Roving Archers. |
Curiosity: | No stone left unturned. |
Coffee: | She hates it... so why is she drinking it? |
Weird Shit: | The unexplainable seems to follow after her. |
Odd Habits: | A variety of strange ticks, mantras, and activities. |
Contacts
Wovoka Jones: | Loud and proud of it. Never change, cousin. |
Addison: | Eye-bags are a permanent fixture on the face of someone with a million things to say and just as many reasons not to say them. |
Parnell: | The pen might be mightier than the sword, but sometimes you just gotta stab a fucker. |
Paige: | Make sure they know your name, or every day you'll be stalked by an unmarked grave. |
Roller-Coaster: | I think there may be a man under all that deodorant. And that man? Think I'd trust him if he said he had my back. |