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Hetero
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Dancer
Gamma Mutant
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Post by Candy Pop on Jul 31, 2019 7:20:05 GMT
It’s a damn cold night
trying to figure out this life
Harper stood there in suspense as she watched Eddie. His silence was a slow ticking bomb in her conscious mind. If he didn’t say those words back, she’d feel so stupid opening up that quickly. But it only took a few moments before he said them back. She could feel the itch of tears behind her eyes. Her heart bursting from her chest as she gave a huge genuine smile.
Every time she was with Eddie, her smiles where always genuine, but never as big as this one was. She was so overwhelmed with joy that it spilled over out of her eyes. Though deep down she knew he wouldn’t have strung her along. He wasn’t that kind of guy, not with her. She was just so happy to hear those words from him. He could say it every day, all day, until they died and she would never get tired of it.
“Yeah, you really know how to leave a girl in suspense.” She chuckled as she brushed away the tears. Though thankfully her makeup didn’t run down her cheeks with them. Taking a deep breath she again melted into Eddie’s warm lips. She gave a giggley squeal as she was lifted and wrapped her arms and legs around his body. Her fingers massaged the back of his head as they combed through his hair.
Between kisses she caught her breath, just to have it stolen away again. “We can be lost together now.” Was all she could say. He was saying how he regretted not doing anything earlier, but now wasn’t the time for negativity. “Hey, don’t be so hard on yourself. It was worth the wait. You were worth the wait.” Her voice was soft as she leaned in to speak into his ear. “Now make me yours, completely.” Her slender hands moved down his neck to under his leather jacket, sliding it down over those amazingly muscled arms. |
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Dancer
Gamma Mutant
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Post by Candy Pop on Jun 19, 2019 7:29:03 GMT
It’s a damn cold night
trying to figure out this life
Harper loved being at this park. Hell, she spent more sleepless nights here than in her own room. Here she didn’t feel suffocated with loneliness. Especially now with Eddie. She watched him as she tried her balance on the small metal balance beam in the ground. In some ways Harper was like a child, stuck in a 23 year old body. Though some of that could be due to the drug abuse and alcoholism she faced in her earlier years. Another part was being cut off from reality with repressed memories. If she where to grow up, that would mean she’d have to deal with said memories.
It was one reason she liked hanging around Eddie, he helped her forget the bad. His smile, his jokes, it always made her feel better when she felt she shouldn’t. But the doubts always resurfaced whenever something became a compliment. She couldn’t deal with them. Even something as far fetched as being the love of someone’s life. Her body froze as she listened to Brick speak. ‘He’s dreamed of this? Of me? He doesn’t even know that much about me…’ Her face dropped some to keep from showing the guilt on her face. That wasn’t his fault. It was her own.
She had always felt something for Brick, everytime they’re together her heart flutters and dances inside her chest. When he had another girl on his arm she distanced herself. She always did because she didn’t want her heartbroken again. Though really she’d only ever had terrible destructive relationships with men. It’s made her so scared of putting her heart out to the world. The only reason she did with Eddie now was of how clear he was making it with how he felt for her. However, her mind was a catalyst for ruin and self-sabotage.
Feeling a rough hand on her cheek she faced up and closed her eyes as she felt Brick’s lips on hers again. Her mind cleared of doubts and revelled in the feeling of being loved and wanted. Her hands braced her using his strong chest. After moments of dancing tongues and white knuckled grip she pulled away slowly. Her blue eyes batted some as she looked up. Everything seemed to be so small in comparison to right now. A soft, gentle smile formed as she leaned her head against his broad shoulder. “I’ve been waiting to hear that… for a long time. That’s all I’ve really done lately is waiting. For someone like you.”
“You’re the first thing I think about in the morning, and the last person I talk to before the night is over. I…” Her voice cracked as she was about to let out her feelings. It scared her that she could have these feelings for someone. But Eddie, he wasn’t just someone. He was special, at least to her he was. “I… I love you. More than anything.” She whispered, turning her head to hide her burning face. In some ways it was embarrassing, but she didn’t want to face the rejection if he didn’t say those three words back. |
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23
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Hetero
OCCUPATION
Dancer
Gamma Mutant
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Post by Candy Pop on May 29, 2019 0:43:44 GMT
It’s a damn cold night
trying to figure out this life
Harper sat there in the car for a moment as she took in everything. His dad died… that was definitely a reason to cry. Her dad had left when she was little and she cried for days. "I'm so sorry. I can only imagine what that's like." But...she felt doubt. Was she the person to really comfort him the way he needed? Her mind had drifted some as she drove down the streets. It was as if she was on autopilot.
No one in the Fools knew her past. Well, except the drugs and prostitution. Otherwise, she was the world's best kept secret. It was the one way to keep her wounds from opening again and to keep people still at an arm's length. Taking a deep breath she let it out slow to keep herself calm. Tonight wasn't about her, or her worries. She had to find someway to make Eddie smile again.
Stopping at a red light she felt his hand on her knee. Either he was blindly searching for her hand or he was making the move she had been waiting a long time for. But she didn't want to just be some warm body of comfort for a night. When his hand moved and found hers she squeezed his fingers lightly. Her heart was pounding in her ears hearing him admit in some way how he was feeling.
Her head turned towards Eddie and her eyes widened feeling his lips against hers. She had frozen for a moment. Almost as if her brain had malfunctioned. Her breathing hitched before she relaxed into it. Kissing back she pressed a bit closer. The kiss seemed to last a lifetime, and she wanted more. As she turned more, her foot slipped from the break and the car rolled forward before she quickly pulled away and reapplied pressure.
Gripping the wheel she gave a nervous laugh. “Shit...sorry.” She spoke quietly. The doubt started creeping in her mind that maybe he could only be looking for a warm body. Once she gives him that she could be tossed to the side, like a piece of trash. Tension rose within her as she drove, but now, it was probably better to head to someplace quiet. Just a few corners and blocks later they ended up at a park. Someplace she had always gone to when she had felt the most broken. She didn’t know if Eddie would think it was weird, but for the moment she didn’t care. It was a calming place that they could both relax and be undisturbed from the world. Hardly any teens or other people came here. It was like a little private place that she could be invisible, but exist at the same time. Just a little hidden oasis in the broken frame of her mind. “That kiss better mean we’re making things official.” She said with a sly smile before getting out of the car. |
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23
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OCCUPATION
Dancer
Gamma Mutant
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May 25, 2019 20:38:37 GMT
Post by Candy Pop on May 25, 2019 20:38:37 GMT
It’s a damn cold night
trying to figure out this life
Life since being with the Fool’s has always been interesting. It kept you busy and on your toes from rivals, to people just wanting to be friends with the “cool kids.” Though Harper never encouraged people to be her friends. She felt better being alone, though it was usually the wrong choice in the end. She could never truly be on her own. Her mind was too much of a mental torture chamber when it was too quiet. The old and faded track marks on her arms were enough to confirm that.
For the last seven or so years she’s had to live in Queenie’s home with the other dancers. Most of them had been supportive, helping her steer clear of clients that would tempt her into falling into old terrible habits. Others had grown jealous because of her quick learning skills on the pole. It wasn’t her fault she had nothing better to do than to practice when she was first brought in.
However, things had changed. She grew closer to people, one in particular had gained her attention. Eddie was always a blast to be with. She couldn’t pinpoint why, but she felt she could really be herself with him. He was there for her in a way that felt more than friendly. For the longest time, she thought maybe he’d make a move. But maybe he never would. She’d read signals like his before and the guy had laughed in her face when she had thought it was going to be more than friendship. So she was being cautious.
The road from the Pink Zebra was quiet as Harper drove. Her mind was far from anything other than wondering what Eddie had planned for their night of fun. ‘Maybe...maybe he’ll finally make a move…’ Her thought was hopeful as she pulled into the lot of the apartments. Turning everything off she fixed up her make up some. ‘God...I hope he makes a move.’ Getting out she made her way over towards the entryway only to see Brick standing there.
A smile graced her lips as she reached out and gently touched his shoulder. Before she said anything though, her smile faded. Her blue eyes took in Bricks features, the tears staining down his cheeks and her heart dropped. “Hey, what happened?” Her voice was soft as she asked. Moving around to be right in front of him to see him better, her hands cupping his bearded jaw. The pads of her thumbs lightly brushed away the tears that turned her stomach into knots. Looking over him more she saw the bloody knuckles and frowned a bit.
Whatever had happened had him upset, she had never seen a guy cry before. But Eddie? It tore her apart. Taking his hand in hers, she lead him to her car. “Get in, we’re going to have some fun tonight.” She’d take him to a place where she always let out her aggressions. A place where smashing things was actually something you could do without getting in trouble for it. |
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Gamma Mutant
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Post by Candy Pop on May 14, 2019 8:39:23 GMT
x Harper Zuckerman NAME. Harper Remy Zuckerman
NICKNAME. Candy Pop (stage name) Melian (code name for her camouflage powers)
AGE. 23
BIRTHDAY. November 23
MEMBER GROUP. mutant
GENDER. female
SEXUAL ORIENTATION hetero
POWER: Dynamic Camouflage
STRENGTHS:. The user can visually blend into surroundings by blending in with the coloration and form of their background to avoid optical perception. Some users can affect their attire by means of "static camouflage". She can blend her clothes into the surroundings, but it's more difficult because she has to make sure they are skin tight. If they're too loose they can give her away. It's even easier if she's just wearing her dance clothes which is usually just a bedazzled bikini.
WEAKNESS: For her powers to work seamlessly she must be standing completely still and use slow movements to give her powers time to adjust the colors and other obvious looks to how she moved. This does not make her body disappear it is still a solid object that light can be blocked by and makes a shadow. She also needs a visible light source to make sure she gets colors correct otherwise what she sees and camouflages to can look completely different. It also doesn't affect how her footsteps sound so she can also be heard and found easily.
FACE CLAIM. Avril Lavigne
HEIGHT. 5'2 ft
WEIGHT. 112 lbs
IDENTIFYING FEATURES. piercings, scars, tattoos
OVERALL. Harper is that girl that loves dressing like a punk rocker. It's the life she had grown up with and it helps her hide the things about herself she doesn't like. She has tattoos that she doesn't remember getting, scars from previous bad relationships. She's had so many broken bones and the scars from where they protruded through. She has a nasty scar on her thigh from an accident that she covers up with an opaque slip for when she dances. She sometimes cakes on the makeup when she feels defeated and depressed, but other than the eyeliner she doesn't really wear makeup. Maybe lipgloss, but she doesn't really find any use for it. She also tries to hide the stretch marks from the child she gave up for adoption. And parts of her blonde hair are dyed green and pink.POSITIVE TRAITS. humorous, modest (not by choice), devoted, enthusiastic
NEGATIVE TRAITS. insecure, rebellious, short-tempered, impulsive
STRENGTHS. pranks, skateboarding, causing trouble, stealthy
WEAKNESSES. Authority, one of the guys, repressed memories
DREAMS. Get the courage to fight for herself
FEARS. That she'll never be strong enough
OVERALL. Harper is that girl that has no idea where her life is going to be headed. She's so conflicted on so many things that she has no clear direction giving her no motivation to really find or change things about herself. She's been in multiple fights, been arrested but never to Juvi. She only got worse as years went on and she was forced to go through a trauma that no 16 year old should have to. She has a problem with authority figures except for Lulu and Johnny she sees them more as a family than she has anyone else in her life. She's surprised they deal with her though sometimes. Being on the pole, and playing her pranks on everyone is what keeps her confident for a while.
FATHER. Karl Damian Young
MOTHER. Milly Kristen Zuckerman
SIBLINGS. none
OTHER FAMILY. Fools Dice Club
HOMETOWN. Lexington, Michigan
OVERALL. For the first three years of Harper's life she thinks it was okay at least. Her parents had been together for that time and she thinks it was a nice life. That is until they moved to Detroit. Her father got into trouble and ran leaving her and her mother on their own. That's when her mother turned to drugs and stopped really being the mother her daughter needed to be. She never paid much attention to her, and that's when Harper started acting out. She wanted attention and she'd get it any way she could.
Skip a few years and Harper is in high school, getting into trouble making pranks on her teachers. However, when she was on her way home she had been jumped and raped. She had been missing for a full day because of the beaten and the bloodied mess he left her in. Weeks later she was pregnant and her mother told her she had to go through it. So for the whole nine months, she had to listen to her mother beat her down, until she was nothing but an insecure girl that had no real fight left in her. When the day came and she held her baby she knew she couldn't give her the life she needed to live by. She dropped out of high school and ran from home after the adoption was final. A year later the police had arrested her but lost her
Running amuck in the streets of Detroit she fell into some nasty hands. That's when her addiction to narcotics began and her heavy drinking. Being hyped up on that stuff she fell into pole dancing and being sold out to the highest bidder for a night. That is until the Fools busted in and took over. That's when her life changed for the better and she was able to start feeling like herself again although she keeps her past a secret because she doesn't ever want to remember. Learning from Queenie, Harper had become a great dancer. One night though she was walking down the halls of the club and overheard an interesting conversation. She stayed and listened to everything until it was too late to move. However, the men walked right past her as if she didn't exist. Looking down she had blended into the wall she was against. Learning this she ran to Lulu and Johnny and earned a spot as a prospect. After years loyal and amazing information to use as blackmail against some of the most influential people in Detroit, she was able to gain a members jacket.
NAME. what we should call you
AGE. if you want
EXPERIENCE. how long have you been rping |
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