| Overview
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xxxxxCessaly is not easy to get on with. She often says little, disregards questions, and can be inscrutable as to what she wants or is talking about.
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| Description
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xxxxxCessaly is tall for a woman, 6'1. Long limbed and slender seeming, she has the sleek solidity of an athlete. The lines of her body flow with some feminine grace, but she is by no means curvy. She moves with easy balance and loose, fluid movements. She wears her straight, near black hair, down to her lower back, most often in a simple ponytail, sometimes framing or falling across her face. Like her body, her face is gentle curves, coming to a slight point at her chin. Her skin is pale, she's not one for the sun it seems, and unless flushed from exertion, the blue of her veins seems to tinge the rest of her flesh. Even the lips of her wide mouth, the skin of her long neck, and and the beds of her fingernails seem cool. In contrast to her skin, her brows are dark, and her eyes even darker. Their brown irises are deep enough that her pupils can seem over large. Her gaze is direct, though sometimes it's hard to know what has her attention, where her thoughts lie. The black emptiness is most often still, unreflecting, but few miss it when they truly have her complete and unsettling attention. She isn't naturally talkative, but she does have an odd habit of clicking her tongue inside her mouth. When she does speak, she has a surprisingly girlish soprano, and suddenly it isn't hard to imagine her on a High School basketball team a few years ago.
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| RP Hooks
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- Class of 2007 Alewich High. Cessaly may be remembered as a quiet and intensely athletic young woman.
- Strong member of women's basketball team.
- Lettered, hung out with the jocks mainly, only a little evil.
- Missing and presumed dead after Hurricane Noel made landfall November 3rd, 2007. Area residents may recall the hurricane which affected the New England area. There were winds from 60 to 89 mph, with heavy rainfall, high seas, and coastal flooding.
- Returned home February 2012. There is a story of a rescue at sea and lying in a coma.
- Whitlock is a family name that has been in town for centuries, shipwrights, chandlers, repairs.
- Hours Available: M-Th 5PM to 2AM EST, F-Sun, usually about 2PM to 2AM EST
- Page or @mail if you are interested in RP
- I prefer if players are willing to continue scenes that are cut short with something hanging.
- *see http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dental_click
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| The Dead
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Anyone seeking to play someone killed by sea life, such as a Sin-Eater, is welcome to link that history with Cessaly. She usually kills fishers at sea, snatching them overboard at night, breaking their bones and drowning them, and leaving them where sea-life will eat the remains. Likewise, people are free to have nightmares or visions of a loved one's death, have business concerns, or hear rumors of mermaids drowning the unwary. While these are usually quick attacks, a more epic face off could also be had. Cessaly can be your Bruce.
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| Story Tropes
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Tranquil Fury
More Eerie Pale Skinned Brunette than Strange Girl.
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| Futura
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xxxxxDies iræ! Dies illa solvet sæclum in favilla, teste David cum Sibylla!
Quantus tremor est futurus, quando iudex est venturus, cuncta stricte discussurus!
Tuba mirum spargens sonum per sepulchra regionum, coget omnes ante thronum.
Mors stupebit, et natura, cum resurget creatura, iudicanti responsura.
Liber scriptus proferetur, in quo totum continetur, unde mundus iudicetur.
Iudex ergo cum sedebit, quidquid latet, apparebit: nil inultum remanebit.
Quid sum miser tunc dicturus? Quem patronum rogaturus, cum vix iustus sit securus?
Rex tremendæ maiestatis, qui salvandos salvas gratis, salva me, fons pietatis.
Recordare, Iesu pie, quod sum causa tuæ viæ: ne me perdas illa die.
Quærens me, sedisti lassus: redemisti Crucem passus: tantus labor non sit cassus.
Iuste iudex ultionis, Donum fac remissionis Ante diem rationis.
Ingemisco, tamquam reus: culpa rubet vultus meus: supplicanti parce, Deus.
Qui Mariam absolvisti, Et latronem exaudisti, Mihi quoque spem dedisti.
Preces meæ non sunt dignæ: sed tu bonus fac benigne, ne perenni cremer igne.
Inter oves locum præsta, et ab hædis me sequestra, statuens in parte dextra.
Confutatis maledictis, flammis acribus addictis: voca me cum benedictis.
Oro supplex et acclinis, cor contritum quasi cinis: gere curam mei finis.
Lacrimosa dies illa, qua resurget ex favilla
Judicandus homo reus. Huic ergo parce, Deus:
Pie Iesu Domine, dona eis requiem. Amen.
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| Faces and Names
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| Other places and names
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- Michael - her date to senior Prom
- Vivian - the woman she sells lobster and crab to
- William Whitlock - her father, part owner of Whitlock Shipwrights, 6'4, early 50s
- Evelyn Whitlock - her mother, 5'9, early 50s
- Nancy - older sister, married and expecting soon! 26
- Morgan - younger brother, attending technical school 20
- Daniel - her new brother in law!
- Nephew - awaiting spoiling.
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| Gallery
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| Cessaly Whitlock
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| Date of Birth:
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April 12 1989
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| Apparent Age:
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college aged
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| Occupation:
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unknown
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| Virtue:
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Choice
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| Vice:
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Bloodshed
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| Pack:
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None
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| Soundtrack
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Enya - Cursum Perficio
- I finish the course
- a word to the knowing
- the more they have
- the more they want
- after the clouds, sunlight/prophecy/music/poetry
- always
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- Does any one know
- where the love of God goes
- when the waves turn the minutes
- to hours?
- The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald
- by Gordon Lightfoot
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- Scaling rough and rugged passes
- Climb the hardy little lasses
- Till the bright sea-shore they gain!
Koyaanisqatsi by Philip Glass
- Theme for The Stare
- '"Felt dark planet turn under my feet and knew what cats know that makes them scream like babies in night."'
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