blackpearl44 & fallen;

[fallen;]

a one on one roleplay between myself and blackpearl44. please don't post unless you're one of us


criminal 1 - angelica rojas
criminal 2 - camila lòpez
estranged - fleur hargreeves
umbrella academy - diego hargreeves

[fallen;]

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ＤＩＥＧＯ ＨＡＲＧＲＥＥＶＥＳ
𝓝𝓤𝓜𝓑𝓔𝓡 ߶

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a glance in the past
one of the 43 children born on the 1st of october, 1989,
diego was one of the original seven to be adopted by
sir hargreeves. growing up in the academy wasn't the best
childhood, and overtime diego grew to resent his father.
he was nervous as a child, having a stutter that he eventually
grew out of thanks to his mother grace. out of the og seven,
diego continued to fight crime even after they all disbanded.
he continues to fight crime as the vigilante: kraken

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the basics
diego hargreeves
number two // the kraken
twenty-nine years old
male
bisexual
vigilante
manipulates thrown
objects
fc. david castañeda

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❝Ｉｆ Ｉ ｗａｎｔｅｄ ｙｏｕ ｄｅａｄ,
ｙｏｕ'ｄ ｂｅ ｄｅａｄ❞
- 𝒹𝒾𝑒𝑔𝑜 𝒽𝒶𝓇𝑔𝓇𝑒𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓈

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ＣＡＭＩＬＡ ＲＯＳＥ ＬＯＰＥＺ
𝓢𝓘𝓡𝓔𝓝

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a glance in the past
one of the 43 children born on the 1st of october, 1989,
camila wasn't one of the lucky ones to be taken in by
sir hargreeves. abandoned on the doorstep of a fire
station, camila was moved foster home to foster home
until her 14th birthday, when she decided to take her
life into her own hands. she was homeless, and turned
to a life of crime to survive. she met angelica at a
young age, and upon finding out she was like her,
decided to become partners in crime with her.

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the basics
camila rose lòpez
siren
twenty-nine years old
female
pansexual
criminal
sonic scream,
siren song
fc. lindsey morgan

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❝ＴＨＥ ＲＥＡＬ ＱＵＥＳＴＩＯＮ ＩＳ:
ＷＨＯ'Ｓ ＧＯＮＮＡ ＳＴＯＰ ＭＥ?❞

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pos. traits: flirty, athletic,
logical, intelligent, determined
neu. traits: deceptive, intense,
private, sarcastic, improviser
neg. traits: manipulative, cold,
critical, arrogant, impulsive

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power explained - siren song, sonic scream
camila can manipulate her vocal cords to emit a
sonic sound which can temporarily deafen her
opponents. when she sings, her adversaries go
into a trance-like state, causing them to become
suggestible to her words.

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[`sappho]

i. fleur hargreeves, number 8. ii. female. iii. twenty-nine y/o.
iv. estranged. v. bisexual. vi. daughter of the unknown french
woman, adopted by sir reginald hargreeves. vii. intelligent, st-
rong-willed, daring. viii. soft deep down, manipulative, risk-t-
aker. ix. mind control and memory manipulation.

[`sappho]

i. angelica rojas. ii. female. iii. twenty-nine y/o. iv. criminal.
v. bisexual. vi. abandoned by her mother in colombia, adopt-
ed by jesus and rosa rojas. vii. sweet talker, captivating, loy-
al. viii. very flirty, aggressive, stubborn. ix. has a demon side
(sort of self induced possession) and bone manipulations.

[fallen;]

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─── 29 | male | bisexual ───

Tracking down someone who didn't want to be found was a challenge, but it was one Diego had decided needed to be done. When he heard of the crime sprees happening in Brazil - something about a demônio and sirene - he knew it had something to do with the other 43. Weeks of researching, searching, staking out, and interrogating finally led him to the small apartment complex he was currently standing in front of. Glancing around, he made his way around back to a fire escape, easily scaling the side of it. Floor three, room 32. The information buzzed in his head as he came to the suspected window. If he wrongfully broke into one more apartment, he was giving up and doing the mission himself. Picking the lock on the window, Diego easily maneuvered into the building, glancing around the living room. He hummed, looking around for any familiarity, that this was Fleur's home. He decided to wait for her, moving to the corner of the room, close to the window. Needed a quick escape in the event this wasn't the correct home. He started flipping one of his various knives to pass the time.

[`sappho]

ｆｌｅｕｒ ｈａｒｇｒｅｅｖｅｓ — ♔

xxxlife was very different now that she was out of her life trapped in some billionaire's scheme to crush any dreams and happiness that she might have had. fleur could just sit around all day, doing completely nothing and worrying about completely nothing. she never looked at the news and, most importantly, she never spoke to anyone from the academy. she walked out of her bedroom in her small apartment and started to work on her breakfeast, still in just one of her comfortable t-shirts and underwear. one egg, two pancakes and three pieces of bacon. as she did this, she started to think. it had been months since she tried to use her powers and for good reason, she was trying to just wish them away. fleur didn't want to be 'the puppet master' anymore and she defiantly didn't want to be number eight. fleur had gotten a job as a waitress in the town, she had started to talk to this really nice guy that came to the cafe everyday. but she tried not to think about love that much, it would bring up too many old memories. she walked into her small living room from the kitchen and felt something was off. her eyes scanned the room and she got ready to snap her fingers if she had to.

[fallen;]

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He wondered what she had been up to after all this time. he couldn't wait to ask her, catch up with her. Perhaps things could go back to how they had been. He knew that was foolish thinking, yet at the moment, it was a blissful idea. No. The mission was the most important thing: the mission came first. At the very least, Diego could credit his father with his hard workmanship, though he had a sinking suspicion that he should credit that to Grace. She was, after all, the only parental figure in any of their lives that seemed to care about them as individuals. While "dad" - god he hated calling the man that - just cared about the team, that they were the perfect fighting machine - Grace tried to make living in the academy better. He should go visit her. But if he did that, then he'd have to see Reginald and that was the last thing he wanted to be doing with his life. Glancing up as he heard movement, he smiled at the smell of the breakfast food Fleur was cooking. It had been a while since he had had a nice breakfast. Maybe after he ensured this was her apartment and she wasn't too mad he tracked her down, she'd allow him to have some. "You know," he spoke, as she came into the living room, "one would almost think you didn't want to be found with how long it took me to find you." He was teasing her of course, hoping it'd ease the tension just a bit.

[`sappho]

ｆｌｅｕｒ ｈａｒｇｒｅｅｖｅｓ — ♔

xxxher eyes scanned the room and right as her eyes landed on the shadow of a man he began to speak. fleur clenched her fist and started to walk away into the kitchen. "what are you doing here, diego?" she asked, not really angrily, just annoyed. she was slightly embarrassed that diego had just seen her in a t-shirt and underwear but she was more annoyed that he had just broken into her house. "dont you think that if i left the academy, moved to a small apartment an hour away, and didn't call anyone i knew before leaving since i left that i don't want to be found?" she asked as she walked into her bedroom. she plan was just to change into her work uniform and walk out of her apartment. she didn't care if he messed with any of her things, she just didn't want anything to do with him right now because she had her ideas of why he was here. he probably wanted to convince her to crawl back to the academy. fleur closed the door behind her and quickly pulled on her work uniform. she walked out of her bedroom, grabbed her purse. "well, im off to work. feel free to go rest your head on my pillows, oh! and dont forget to eat up that breakfast in the kitchen," she told him before walking out of her door.

[fallen;]

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The man couldn't help but smirk at the other's annoyance, pushing off against the wall to follow her towards the kitchen. Throwing his knife up and catching it, he shrugged at her words. "I was in the neighborhood, thought I'd stop in and make sure you weren't dead," he told the other, rolling his eyes at her words, "If you really didn't want to be found, you should've probably moved out of the country." He knew he shouldn't be provoking her, but even he knew if he didn't want to be found by any of the other UA members, he would have moved a lot farther than an hour away. Of all the other members, Fleur was the one he trusted most, even if it had been a while since they had spoken. Luther was still on the moon, doing god knows what for dad; he saw in the news that Allison's life just blew up in her face; Vanya was currently dead to him after she spilled their dirty laundry to the world for a quick buck; and Klaus.... Now Klaus really did know how not to be found. He suspected his brother was off somewhere enjoying a smoke or two and trying to forget life. He just hoped the other wasn't dead in a ditch somewhere.

Diego had been so caught up in his thoughts on the others, he almost missed the fact Fleur was walking out the door. He blinked, taking in the fact she was leaving before bolting after her out the door. "Fleur wait! I know you don't want to be apart of this life anymore, but don't you think it would be important enough if I tracked you down? I wouldn't have, but I need your help with this," he pleaded with her, grabbing her arm.