Whatever It Takes~
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Thread Topic: Whatever It Takes~
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I can't make mine RN sorry will later tn
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Name:Bailey Ann Mason
Age(17-23):20
Gender:Female
Personality:Silly,Calm,Apologetic, Sneaky,Tricky,Charming for a girl.
Looks/Faceclaim:
Suit:
Organization They Work For:CIA
Biography:Bailey saw some things she shouldn't. Instead of killing her. They hired her.
Skills:Being quiet when needed, acting,quickness,planning, resisting to interrogation,
Weaknesses:Family.
Weapon: A machete in her waist belt -
Cool, these characters are awesome!
Rules
1. If the person has not posted in 24 hours the next person can go
2. No unneccesary spamming
3. Please don't break the order, I understand if it's an accident.
(If anyone has any objection to these rules feel free to ask. :3)
Posting Order
Me
Mac
Magie
Roboticulus
Dark
Ello -
Bump)
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I'm good with all this
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Ok)
Mila clipped on the communicuff onto her wrist and blew her short brown hair out of her eyes. Tonight she has been assigned to a target at a hosted, fancy party. Fancy meant ballgowns and Mila didn't like the slimfitting gowns too much. It was too tight. But unfortunately, she had no choice so here she is, her hair perfectly curled, with a deep blue slitted tight ball gown with matching sparkling heels and diamond earrings. It was a pain but hey, she got payed for this. Mila made one last check to see that her weapons were in place, and strode out from behind the red curtain that had been concealing her from the party with a fixed smile on her face. -
Bump)
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(Mac?)
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(Mac's not responding so it's Maggie's turn. It's been a full 24 hours)
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((I'm sorry. I knew I wouldn't from the start. I will when my turn comes round again. I also threw up today. I could respond RN))
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Also I was at school))
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Bailey bit her lip as she adjustedbher flowy gown. Under it was her suit. She sighed,brushing a piece of her hair from her eyes. She walked into the party, head held high as she looked for her target. She was taller than many with her heels so she used this as an advantage. She could feel her machete in its sheath again her waist,under the gown. She grinned in excitement to herself
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"Wow! That almost hurt! I'm impressed. Who taught you to pinch?" Dawn asked. She was tied to a pole in an old, rickety room. "Silence girl! I ask the questions here." The man, who was actually the man she was trying to kill, yelled. He wasn't very smart, was he? "Right. Right. Sorry, forgot. Please continue." Dawn told him with a grin. "Who do you work for?" He demanded. "Eh. Not telling." She told him with a grin. He growled and whipped her. It felt almost relaxing. Finally, Dawn untied herself and grabbed the whip, pulling the man close to her before stabbing him with her sword.
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