forum The Vigilante (OPEN)

Started January 04, 2021 by Typhoon1912

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Name: Azalea Catspone
Age: 19
Looks: https://ibb.co/mNB3SZM
Azalea is mixed; this a result of her African American mother and Swedish father. With her slender face/ facial features, her naturally curly hair, that she usually hides with box braids. Her body type is thin, but still curvy, her torso long and slender, while her lower body being potentially thicker, her legs long and semi-thick, and her thighs nowhere even close to giving her a thigh gap, her feet and hands being smol and cute uwu
outfits:usually just oversized sweaters with overalls thrown over them, but sometimes skirts and shiz

Personality: Azalea is kind, sweet, humorous and loves cracking jokes to fill silence, she is very talkative in order to distract herself from the discomfort she feels at times
Aesthetic: fairy core, cottagecore, The burnout gifted kid, but make it ✨b i s e x u a l✨~
Special Ability/Skill: Hacking, she is a complete genius with computers, and can also grow plants rather quickly aka shes hella good at gardening my dude.
Hobbies?: Gardening, cooking, reading, playing the sims 4, and designing lil computer games for her little 12 year old brother for fun.
Backstory: all throughout Azalea's life she was asked 'what are you?' due to her mother being African American, and her dad being Swedish, though she always struggled with race and its conception regarding her, she just kinda did her own thing, her parents both had her when they were both the ripe age of 18, when she was 7 when they had her little brother; Milo, who has Aspergers, and enjoys video games. Azalea was sexually assaulted at the young age of 14, and never told anyone, but she strives to forget who she was when she was younger, and to make her own sunshine.
Other: Trigger Warning

• she was diagnosed with ADD at the age of 16
• she has severe social anxiety, that she tries to overcome by forcing herself to talk, sometimes way to much.
• she came out when she was 18, and has had a terrible experience with relationships, causing her to develop trust and commitment issues, she would use relationships to distract herself of how lonely she really was, causing oversexualisation
• her ego fluctuates between completely hating herself and thinking shes the baddest bitch alive.

Felix just got home from the hospital, media and the citizens of the town filled his front yard and driveway, everyone was there to see him but he wasn't really up for talking to anyone. He let out a long sigh and leaned back against the leather seat of car. The driver put the car in park, "Here you are Mr. Kingsman… and welcome back,"
"Thank you," Felix feared stepping out of the car but did so anyway. He knew the drill by now, keep your head low and don't talk to anyone. His mother grabbed his arm and accompanied him to the front door of his house. She helped dodge reporter's questions. When he entered his house the TV was running live coverage of the outside of his home. Felix Kingsman returns after seven years of being presumed dead…
"Can we turn something else on?" he was exhausted. His mother smiled gently, "Of course dear,"

Azalea wandered around the house, in her sweater, cuffed overalls, and flower printed fuzzy pale emerald socks, she inhaled the smell of kanelbulle, swedish meatballs and Piri piri chicken. She wandered into the kitchen, where the small oval radio her family had, was propped on one of the kitchen counters, admitting the soft; low tunes of Cavetown, a band she loved, and shared with her family; who equally loved them. She bobbed her head softly, she saw her dad and little brother Milo, wearing aprons, their hands covered in flour from making the coating on the Piri piri. She smiled to herself, giving her mom a kiss on the forehead as she passed her, while she was sitting watching tv in the living room. She then stepped into the kitchen, where Milo was bobbing his head to the music, she looked around, the sunshine glowing through the windows and smiled.

Her father turned around at the sound of her socked feet hitting the floor and said "ah ~ cześć moja piękna córko"
Azalea smiled at him softly, and responded with "cześć baba" and sat at a stool at the bar, watching her family in awe, her chin resting in her palm, her elbow on the table, her father gave her a look, and she quickly retracted her elbow from the table, crossing her arms across her stomach instead.

Eric was working on a machine for a while now. He wanted to make a Rube Goldberg Machine which only helped the user with picking something up from off the ground. He only made machines for fun but knew that if he released any of them, then they would only be used once and be left to the side or thrown away.

He placed the machine, which looked like a normal top hat, on his head and pressed the button on the side. The machine opened up to reveal the mechanical parts inside with the ball going everywhere and finally picking up the ball off the ground and placing it in his own hand.

Eric sighed in relief as he placed the hat on a shelf where he had three other Rube Goldberg machines. He puts on his white jacket, slips his sandals on, and heads out to town square. But he finds a group of people on someone's front lawn.

Felix's mother stepped out on the front porch of the manor. "My son will make a public, televised, announcement about his return when he is ready. But, for now, please leave him alone," and just like that, people began to file out. There wasn't a person in the town who wasn't curious about where the son of William Kingsman had been for 7 years.

Azalea scarfed down her kanelbulle, swedish meatballs and Piri piri; practically shoving her dirty plate into the sink. Rushing upstairs and opening her laptop, after typing in her password, her computer opened to her coding program she was about 75 percent done designing a new game for Milo, once she was done, she played it herself, to make sure it was good for Milo, it was a jurassic park inspired game, here you completed missions involving the dinosaurs, after creating an avatar. She then decided she'd tell her little brother about the game tomorrow, and loaded up the sims 4, where she controlled a sim that looked exactly like her, she was making her flirt with a pretty blonde girl she met in the park, they had been flirting a lot, as well as hanging out. Azalea clicked the 'first kiss' interaction, she swallowed loudly, the beautiful sim had rejected sim Azalea's kiss well shit, guess I'll just move on or something she thought to herself.

Eric overheard someone telling them to leave and did so politely. He was a bit confused since people don't leave that easily without an explanation. He just shrugged it off and headed to the Korean market he always went to.

There was always an elderly security man who stood inside near the entrance and took people's temperature before they're allowed to pass. He lets Eric pass after he took his temperature. All of the customers were Korean and seeing a Hispanic was still something new to them. One of the new employees saw him and asked in broken English, "do you need help?"

Eric turned his attention to the employee and answered, "전 괜찮아요. 감사합니다." It threw off the employee and the other Korean customers. After purchasing ribs, ramen packets, and many fruits and vegetables, he left the market and starts to head back home.

Azalea sighed and snapped her laptop shut, pulling her phone out and texting Erin, a girl she'd met, and who was more a friend with benefits, when she needed her to be.
'Hey, can I come over?' she texted her, no later than two seconds later, Erin responded with 'yeah, the doors unlocked, i'm in my room :)' Azalea let out a sigh, she really hated using someone as nice as Erin, to please her sexual and romantic needs, to fill her lonely heart for a couple seconds, but she couldn't stop. She stood up, slipping on her checkered vans and slipping out the back door quietly, Erin lived about a block away, in an apartment on the bottom floor, when Azalea got there, she slid open the back glass door, and let it close quietly behind her; heading into Erin's bedroom. Where Erin was slung across her king sized bed, watching Lucifer on the TV mounted on her wall. She looked up at Azalea and smiled.
Erin was a short, curvy and chubby Blonde girl; with thick thighs and legs, she was rather beautiful, her face round and cute, her eyes big and always wide, a bright crystal blue and her hair in a messy bun on the top of her head.
"hey" Erin said, her smile spreading from cheek to cheek, Azalea gave a small wave as she walked into the room, kicking off her shoes and laying next to Erin.

Eric always entered through the back door of the apartments since he always left through the front door. He saw someone walk into one of his neighbor's houses. He didn't know what to say at the moment but he put his groceries inside and headed over to knock on his neighbor's door. He waited for a response and said, "I think I just saw someone go through your backdoor…"

Erin got up at the knock and opened her door, Azalea standing behind her, practically a giant, as Erin was a small 5 foot. "Heyyyyy Eric! nice to see you!" Erin said, grinning at him, Azalea squinted her eyes at the guy, "Whats up?" Erin asked, as the TV in her room was to loud to hear Eric through the door. Erin left the door ajar, as she let go of the handle, and smiled wildly at him.

"I think I saw someone enter your apartment…" He looks up to see Azalea. He looked at his small neighbor and then at the giant standing behind her. It took him a moment before he realized what was going on, "nevermind… I thought she was here to break into your house… my mistake…" He walked back to his apartment and locked the door behind him.

Erin closed the door behind her and Azalea gave her a questioning look, Erin looked up at her "what? that's Eric my neighbor, super nice guy." She said before heading back to her bedroom, Azalea trailing behind her like a lost puppy. They laid back down and Azalea slowly wrapped her arms around Erin, and Erin smiled at her, nuzzling her nose into Azalea's neck, they spent an hour or two like that, and when they had finished the season of Lucifer, Erin planted a kiss on Azalea's full lips. Azalea rolled over, on top and pressed her lips against Erin's passionately, after a few more minutes of rolling around tongue wrestling, Azalea pulled away quickly "I gotta go." She mumbled, putting on her shoes and speed walking out the backdoor, leaving Erin all alone.

Eric was putting his groceries away and just finished when he saw the girl, who he thought was a burglar, leaving quickly. He thought about checking up on Erin but decided not to. "If Erin wants to talk about it," he said to himself, "she'll come over and talk to me." He sighed as he looks around his living room and decided to watch some sci-fi movies to pass the time.