(I apologise for the delay, but you cannot rush perfection.)
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Send me a small description why your character qualifies for that specific alignment that you desire, as well as write a small character description. I will be judging based off that.
@ElizaThePsycho - Horatia
@Magnus - Deryn Monroe
@Satori - Chiaki
@Trochilidae - Vasilis
@Squirrel2412 - Stick Astley
@Apprentice - Euclid
@Shurian - Terrice
@Geyde - Semper Konstantinos
@WindwardAway- Santigo López Sandoval
@Aelin - Evelyn
@Silviu200530 - Kitty
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Deryn’s voice could be suddenly heard: "so if you can’t have it, nobody can? How startlingly immature of you, Lyn!”
“Can’t have what?” Evelyn counters, sounding… disappointed. “I haven’t the faintest clue what you’re talking about.”
She frowns. “Also, we’re not friends. Don’t call me Lyn. Evelyn or Miss Rhys are options for you. ‘My Lady’, ‘O Exalted One’, and ‘Your Highness’ are also suitable replacements.”
Voices echo from the entrance hallway. The auctioneer pays it no mind.
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“As you wish,” Deryn conceded without fuss, before calling out loudly. "Auctioneer, I believe Evelyn Rhys is responsible for the missing syringe! I noticed she had left the crowd after the flashing lights incident, and she’s already established a penchant for greed.”
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“Bring me proof, boy.”
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“You’re not the most observant, are you? I left before the flashing lights incident. Before the auction for the Totem of Greed ended, even.” The condescension and sass is evident in Eve’s tone. “Besides, whaddya mean ‘penchant for greed’? I haven’t gotten a single item from the auction.”
"Far as I’m concerned, you’re all just as dumb as one-another. I don’t care what you think, I care about what you know.
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Evelyn thinks the word ‘asshole’ very hard in an attempt to telepathically transmit into the auctioneer’s head. It does not succeed.
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“I’m not an officer,” Deryn simply stated. "I’m a private contractor. I brought you the suspect, but I’m not risking my own neck for a measly 250 gold pieces. Unless you were willing to hand over your taser, that is, but I wouldn’t expect you to relinquish your weapon of safety for this.”
“You brought me a name of some random idiot you pointed your finger at. Give Me Proof.”
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“I resent that,” Evelyn protested. “I’m on the Dean’s List.”
There was a heavy sigh. “The burden of proof lies on the accuser…” Deryn mumbled, "but what is the burden of proof? Balance of probabilities or beyond reasonable proof? Is this a civil or criminal case? Is the culprit a criminal? Evelyn, are you a criminal?”
Evelyn blinks owlishly. “I mean, I’ve jaywalked more than a few times, and I speed to get to where I need to go faster. I pirate most of my textbooks… And some movies. And some shows- well, I pirate a lot of things. But streaming services are overpriced,” she justified.
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You walk on people named jay???
Fun fact
The auctioneer’s favorite color is This shade of yellow
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Yoo hooo did I get my pouch?