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Mar 01, 2022 07:16AM
ayooooo here we go do you wanna be male or female? male is the policeman, female is the bad spy. i kinda wanna do the female, but if u wanna do her, that’s fine ;)
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Don’t worry since I usually like to play the make in the rp. Would you like to make character outlines or just try and jump into the rp right away
make character outlines first!! mine may take a while 😂
Oh of course just elk me how much detail you would like to put into them and I’ll start working on mine now
put in a lot of detail please!! you don’t have to do anything special with the names, but do a lot of the other stuff!!
I was thinking that they would be in their mid 20s or about around there
First Name: BrittneyMiddle Name: Scarlett
Last Name: Zentakin (Zen-ti-kin)
Nicknames: Britt, Bri (pronounced Bree)
Age: 23
Birthday: April 11th
Zodiac: Aries
Enneagram: 8w7
MBTI: ISTP
Favorite color: Navy blue
Appearance:
Hair: Shoulder length coily black hair
Eyes: Round, green eyes with grey circle around it, gold on the inside
Skin: Ivory skin, freckles on cheeks and nose
Face: dimples on both cheeks, very long eyelashes, black thin eyebrows, full red lips
Body: Average, light, got some muscles
Height: 5’5”
Weight: 140 lbs.
Personality: Sneaky, manipulative, fun, humorous, pretty, leader, protective, tough, not trusting
History: Leah, Brittney’s mom, died 2 years after having Brittney’s twin siblings. 7 year old Britt helped support their family by stealing scraps. Her dad got sick with severe brain cancer when she was 12, and is still. Britt decided there was only one way to keep her 7 year old two siblings alive. She sold her body in sex trafficking. Then, at 15, she decided to go work for the people who would give her the most money. Starminsk. The bad guys. She went to school, and learned actual school things, but also many fighting skills. The twins got a job too, and now, they’re all working at Starminsk. Half of the money Britt gets, she sends to her dad, who still hasn’t healed. She’s very protective.
Family:
Dad: Jacob Zentakin (sick with severe brain cancer)
Mom: Leah Tolst-Zentakin (deceased)
Brother: Tyler Zentakin (18)
Sister: Talia Zentakin (18)
Strongest skills: logic, manipulating, karate and other fighting areas, knife throwing, any sports, archery
Weakest skills: admitting anything, cooking, trusting people
oh and:Sexuality: Straight/ Heterosexual
Gender: Female
First Name: DjangoMiddle Name: Echo
Last Name: Fredrickson
Nicknames: DEF and D
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Age: 24
Birthday: June 7th
Zodiac: Gemini
Favorite color: Viridian Green
Appearance:
Hair: Shoulder length straight black hair. Always tied into a knot behind his head.
Eyes: Upturned, foggy gray eyes with a hint of green.
Skin: A light brown skin tone
Face: Usually bags under his eyes, a scar under his right eye that is flat and clean looking like he drew it on himself. Average sized eyebrows and a strong and defined jawline.
Body: Lean, very muscular but not noticable thanks to clothes
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 200 lbs
Personality: Friendly, protective, trusting, genuine, modest, humble, educated, and very perceptive of his surroundings and others.
History: At a young age Django was always drawn to helping out the other kids in his school and helping those who needed it. This really was a surprise since his father was not the kindest man at all and in fact he was even cruel to his own family. His mother though was always doing her best to instill good morals to her son by leading by example. When he had reached the age of 13, his mother was abused by her father which then ended with her calling the authorities and having him put away for life in jail. Django from that point on knew he wanted to be able to protect his mother and put his work into becoming as smart and as skilled in combat as he could. Django graduated from highschool and then from college with flying colors and was able to get a job serving in the police forces as a detective. He could have left his city but decided he wanted to protect his home and all those who lived there. Django though was still haunted by his father and would make last minute visits to him, only to be chewed out by him. Regardless of that he still kept his spirits high and jumped into his work helping lead the major crimes unit. No job was too small or too big for him and that led to issues with his own personal time.
Family:
Father: German Fredrickson (70, in jail currently)
Mother: Alma Delacruz Fredrickson (48)
Strongest skills: MMA fighting, deduction, marksmanship, mathematics, and the trust he has earned from others.
Weakest skills: Fear of spiders, too trusting of others at times, and can't really keep up a good sleep schedule.
i’m thinking at the Corepull Museum of Mystery, aka CMM. It’s known for its “mystery” objects, and is seen as not mysterious, just fun. but Britt knows it’s actually mystery, and has several things inside, like info Starminsk needs. wanna start there??
Yeah I think that would be a good place to start off then. Do you want to start us off or do you want me to try and start this one off
A 23 year old girl headed down the hallway. She wore black skin tight jeans, accenting her curves, and a navy blue long sleeved crop top. She wore black heels, and her coily shoulder length black hair was tied in a half up. Her name tag said Scarlett, but her real name was Brittney, but no one knew that. She walked into a room, and saw a policeman there. Dammit. She needed to her in there. Her hand adjusted the necklace in her pocket to hide it, and she walked forward.
Django was walking around the museum not because he was posted here to walk the beat but because he was asked a favor from a friend here to meet them here and make sure to stay vigilant for anything that would go on here. He knew that there were some recent pieces being stolen from other places and that they were being sold for high prices. Django still had his detective uniform on which wasn't like a normal police officer uniform but, it still was obvious that he was with the law enforcement. Wearing his white button shirt that was tucked into his black slack and all covered with a black coat that was very fashionable. His hair was already tied back in its usual knot behind his head. Seeing someone enter a room he was in he made a quick analyses of what the person was capable of and knew she seemed suspicious. He didn't want to immediately stop her though since he wanted to see what she was up to. Django offers her a smile and says, "Hello there young lady, I hope you're enjoying the museum." The way he talked was always warm and kind and now was no exception.
“Hi, yes, it’s very nice.” said Britt. She sounded very smooth. She hoped her knives weren’t in view under her shirt. “Do you normally work here?” she asked. She decided to toy to get around him. She walked over to a vase right by the door, and said, “This is the Mercadina-Val Vase, isn’t it? Very nice.”
"Yeah it is very nice here isn't it." Django says with a light chuckle. He walks with her and says, "Well I don't work her at all, I'm just here to meet with a friend." He looks over to the vase and then back to her seeing that she had a name tag that said her name. Django studies the vase again and says, "Well, it is a very beautiful piece of work and I do believe it is worth a good chunk of money... lotta history here." He was trying to probe her for a reaction of any kind to study how she acted and if he was right to suspect her.
Britt toyed with her name tag that said, “Scarlett,” and flipped her hair over her shoulder. “It’s nice, but I don’t like vases. I prefer my flowers dead. At least they wouldn’t hold any hope of living.” she said, her beautiful green eyes downcast. This was the way to do it. She slowly edged toward the door. “What’s your name, by the way?” she asked.
He walked a little bit with her before he says to her, "My Name is Django with a D. I would normally ask you what your name is but it seems as if I don't need to since you have the name tag with the name scarlet." He smiles and offers her his hand so he can get a better look at her and what she had on her. "Would you happen to work here or are you here on business yourself."
Britt, who had always been smooth with words and stories, smiled. “I’m here with some friends, just touring, though, dammit, it seems the maybe disappeared.” she said, looking around. Tyler and Talia would be right there if she needed them, but she’d be fine. “So I’m just wandering the halls. Very nice, dontcha think so?” she said, tapping his outstretched hand, but not taking it. She was right there to the open doorway, to outside. If only this stupid Django would leave her alone…
Django knew something was up with here already but he still didn't have enough evidence to back this up but he could see something protruding from her shirt that didn't seem like a bra strap. Not to mention the fact that she had something stuffed in her pocket that she immediately hid as he entered the room. "Yeah it is a very nice museum and you know what. I can get my friend to give you a personal tour if you would like." Django says with smile on his face. "He would be able to show you exhibits that aren't available to the public."
Britt smiled. “That’s sounds awesome. It’s just, I was on my way out, actually.” she said. She knew any moment he could attack, but she was ready. She was almost in the doorway…
Django places his hand lightly onto hers as she is trying to go and he just stares into her eyes. He was just watching what she was going to do but then he offers up a smile before anything else can be said and removes his hand from hers. "Well I'm sure that you do have places to be so I'll just let you be on your way." he says in a very friendly tone. He walks away from her and in his hands he has the jewelry she had stolen. At the very least he was able to take this back when he had grabbed her hand and distracted her with that stare.
Britt smiled back, and walked out of the building. She started to jog away towards her underground apartment. It was about 10 minutes away, but she walked many steps. Finally, she pressed her hand against the keyboard, used voice recognition, and then entered the apartment. She sat down on the couch, grinning, and pulled out the necklace. Django had been fooled. She’d had a copy of the real one in the same pocket. Django had gotten that one. She’d gotten the real one. She smiled, and looked down at her newly manicured nails. She’d gotten them done the day before. Silver and navy blue claws. She started to type on her keyboard. Then pulled out the list of the info objects she needed. A ring. Interesting. And at the same museum. Great.
Django had the necklace brought back and examined and as it turned out it was nothing more than a cheap copy. If only Django knew what to look for when seeing what’s fake and real in these pieces. As Django told his friend, he figured he would make another trip over to the jewelry section of the museum and see what else would be missing or replaced. At the end of the day there was a lose to this thief but there was nothing he could do at all. He would make sure to keep an eye out for this girl since he didn’t want to get caught off guard again. Django now thought on where she was going to sell it or if she had a need for such a piece.
The next day, Brittney started to collect fingerprints from the necklace, and started to type the numbers and letters she’d gotten from the fingerprints to SMC. ((StarMinsk Corporation.)) She groaned in frustration. It wasn’t enough info! She had to go back for the ring, but this time, she’d collect info on where the ring was. She’d go back a few hours later with Tyler and Talia. She took a deep breath, and got changed into: black crop tank, black leather jeans, black leather jacket, white tennis shoes, and her coily black hair was tied up in a high ponytail. She walked into the museum, putting on a different name tag that said Chasity. She started to walk towards the jewelry section, her steps muffled. You could here nothing. Her shoes helped with muffling, plus they left nofootprint to track. She hoped she wouldn’t run into that Django dude.
Django was wondering about if they’re going to come back to try and steal something else the next day so he decided to take his free time again to check out the museum again. He also had the liberty of having some back up come as well to make sure they had the main exits covered if he needed it. If she was stealing a necklace then she would come for the matching pieces. Honestly she seemed like a very sly person and one that was willing to use what they got to get what they need. Hopefully she didn’t end up doing anything drastic and things would just end up going all right.
Britt looked around, then walked into the jewelry section. She saw the ring, and carefully marked the location in her mind. She’d come back later, at night. She scribbled down a note for SMC that only they could interpret and set it down in the entrance of the museum, slipped in between two walls. She slipped into the crevice, too, to put it in there, then came out. The note was this:From: Scarlett Fields
To: Starry Mint
MINT GREEN
25 13 20 10 13 20 7 2 26 28 8 25 21 20 28 25 21 21 18. 21 22 7 20 2 28 26 29 20 22 21 13 20 28 7 32 2 4 28 16 33. 3 7 28 11 7 25 7.
((A-2 B-3 C-4 D-5 E-7 F-8 G-10 H-11 I-13 J-14 K-15 L-16 M-18 N-20 O-21 P-22 Q-23 R-25 S-26 T-28 U-29 V-30 W-31 X-32 Y-33 Z-34 is the decoding for it if u wanted to know ;) but Django won’t find out about it til later))
Britt came back a few hours later, wearing a new name tag that said: Jainie Walson. She was wearing the same outfit. Her siblings came. Tyler and Talia are both 18, just graduated, but are in many different jobs. Tyler is the strength, Talia the brains, and Brittney is the leader, with all skills. Tyler had a name tag that said Cory, and Talia had one that said Corban. Always twins. Tyler is a big muscular guy with very curly black hair that stays close to his head; round gray eyes; tan skin; dimples on both cheeks; 6’4”; 220 lbs. Talia looks a lot like him: very curly long black hair; round grey eyes; tan skin; dimples on both cheeks; 5’5”; 142 lbs. They all walked in the door, looking like family, but they were careful. They needed that ring. It was the most valuable thing in the jewelry section.
((Sorry I decided to get on my computer to reply to this one))Django had made sure to look around when he had first got there. No one suspicious was there at the moment with it actually being packed by plenty of families who were just enjoying themselves and the exhibits. His friend was actually worried about this because of ticket reservations they got online. Most people bought tickets for tonight because it was a Friday and they were showcasing some new trendy exhibits. Django would normally not like this but he did know his target was to stay as close to the jewelry exhibit since they had already struck there. There shouldn't be any problems if he did see her again because this time he could actually stop her since was suspect number one on stealing the necklace.
Britt cursed as she saw Django, and slipped into a crevice with the twins. “That’s him. Why the hell does he have to come? Just try and stay on the target. Talia, go to the jewelry case and install the opener. Tyler, go with her and act interested in all the stuff there. Then, grab it real quick. I’ll be there soon.” she said. They nodded and went to do it. Britt muttered under her breath, “And I’ll deal with Django.” She headed to the art section, right by the jewelry section.
Django Had seen the twins walk on over to the jewelry section and radioed in that someone go over and make sure everything was fine on the cameras and to be in the room. Truth be told he was suspicious of those two as well thanks to just how big the kid was and also how he really did not look the type to just look at jewelry in a museum that had so many other things to offer a guy. Soon enough an officer in full uniform was in the room just surveying the room, he didn't seem too interested in being her but he decided to be here regardless since the star detective had asked him to come. Django was going to head into the jewelry room as well until he caught sight of a familiar face. He would never forget her face in a million years, mostly because she was his current suspect in this case but there was the fact that she was a beauty in his eyes. He quickly walked over to the woman and says "Well miss Scarlett, it's a pleasure to see you here." He wore his bright smile to address her and made sure he was in front of her to get her attention. "Normally I would not be this forward with someone but I do have to say that I have been thinking about you a lot." he says as he pulls out the fake necklace from his coat pocket. "Now I hope you do have a good reason for this."
Britt tossed her ponytail over her shoulder. “Oh my god! Thanks, Django. That’s mine. I saw the necklace in the museum, and I decided to copy it, because no way in a million years would I be able to buy it. I copied it, and I didn’t wear it that day because it did NOT match my outfit, you must understand. I had it in my picket because I was checking to see if it looked like the necklace. Such a beautiful necklace, amiright?” she said.Meanwhile, Talia has disabled the alarm on the ring quickly. No one saw her. She was one of the smartest in SMC. Tyler saw the security guard. “Go quicker.” he told Talia. Talia slipped the fake one in, and it was a wonderful copy. She grabbed the real one, and, pretending to tie her shoe, slipped it into a hidden picket in her boots.
Just in the nick of time someone got to the security room and had seen that there was an issue but the problem had just disappeared from the screen. They had no idea where the alarm came from but now they were on alert for someone in the building. The guard had radioed in to all personal in the building and say to them, "There was a silent alarm tripped off but turned off before I could even see where. Please be on high alert." The officer had heard this and saw the twins were extremely close to the exhibit for the ring. He decided to walk over and investigate. "Hey you two kids... have you seen anything out of the ordinary here." He asked in his thick jersey accent. Django lets out a small chuckle to what she says and just looks at the piece that she had said she made. It was true that it looked homemade upon examination, but the fact still remained that the original was missing and nowhere to be seen. "That would be a good excuse to come and see the piece but what I'm here to ask you is where is the original at?" He lets her take the fake and then examines her outfit again to see that she had something in her shirt again in the same place which now that he saw it again, he was starting to think it was a weapon of some sort. She also had a new name tag which is very strange for someone who is touring the place with friends who would know her by name. "And I thought you were Scarlett, not Jainie Walson."
Britt looked up at him, that looked at her tag. “Oh, s***! I grabbed the wrong name tag too. Imma dumbie. And it was stolen?! Ooh my god, I didn’t know that!” she was careful. She had to be. If he tried anything… she’d fight.Tyler shook his head. “No. We were examine the ring—“ Talia finished, “because it was beautiful, ya know. Then I, who studied geology and jewelry making, realized it was a fake! Then they sounded the alarm, and here I am!”
"Oh shit!" The Cop said out loud. He then radioed in and says, "Lock down the jewelry section now. Someone had just stole the ring." Soon after the door were locked and cops started to run towards the room to guard the doors. The cop starts to franticly look around the room to see who would have it.Django just shook his head with a small smile on his face and he says "Well Miss Scarlett, Would you mind coming with me to answer some questions. I think that you will have to be waiting for a while till people get out of the jewelry section." He moves his arms and stretches his arm up so he would be ready in case something happens now that would be physical.
Tyler and Talia walked off out of the museum and headed towards their alcove.Brittney decided there was one thing to do. In one quick movement, she twisted Django’s wrist, flipped over with her legs up wrapped around his head, and pushed him to the ground. She drew out a knife and scratched his back with it. Not too deep, but just enough to slow him. She tied his hands. All this took about 8 seconds. She jumped up off of him, but kept her foot on his back. “Thanks, but I don’t wanna have any questions.” She took her foot off of him, and with her lightweight fast self, ran out of the building. She ran as fast as she could.
((Hey Addison can you respond in ours?))
(( ur fine 😂 it makes sense that you’d think it was me it’s kinda confusing 😂))
((anyways. tratser. sorry i’m impatient but i really wanna see what happens next brooooo))
((Sorry yeah I’ve just been out of it today))Django laid down on the floor and was ready to get out when she moved off of him. She had caught him off guard and the shook had made things all too easy for her to drop him down onto the floor. He sees how strong the binds are on his wrist and proceeds to rip them apart by force. He shot himself up to try and chase her but his back was in pain thanks to her cutting him there. It took him a second to adjust to the pain but once he did he was running after her general direction hoping that he would be able to find her again. Once he made it outside of the museum he was looking everywhere for her but he couldn’t catch sight of her at all. What could her angle be for this since most of the fences would not want to touch something this valuable because of the risk. Regardless he needed to investigate this one more now.
