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Evie hadn't been there for orientation, mostly because the nineteen year old girl had Last Minute School stuff to finish, and partly because she'd been in the Counselor Cabin taking stock of supplies and preparing to make a run. She was told to wait, however, for the newest counselor to Camp Brookeside, so she could show him how things worked at camp. He'd already gotten the grand tour from Peter Parker so what Evie was doing wasn't really showing him around. Supply runs were always done in pairs and Jack was selected to accompany her.

Someone somewhere thought it was wise to send a new guy with a seasoned pro, even if Evie had only been head counselor in a cabin for two years. So now she was waiting in the cabin, taking stock and making notes of what they needed, what they didn't. Making sure Jack's locker in the cabin was clean and labeled with his name.

And trying to not feel overly impatient. Whoever this guy was, he was running a tiny bit late and that wasn't exactly points in his favor.

When he does finally show, she'll be seated on one of the couches, her back towards the door and her long, blue hair hanging down her back in twists and curls, tucked into a neat ponytail just at the base of her skull, her long fingers typing away at the Facebook for the camp, keeping parents updated on what the theme for the weeks were and posting First Day Photos taken by one Peter Parker. So, unfortunately for her, she'll have the terrible luck of not seeing who walked in.

If only she'd known.

See, a few weeks ago when she and Mal had been out shopping for their two months at camp, they'd had a run in with some dark haired, blue eyed guy who'd flirted with her. Much to her annoyance, due in no small part to a very recent break-up with her boyfriend of two years after a discovered affair. And due in part to the fact that the shopping for their two months at camp was technically working. As good-looking as the guy was, Evie wasn't having it and had been cold to him, much to his amusement.

("Please, go away. I'm working." as she ran her fingers down a checklist, making sure she had everything.)

And when they'd finally parted ways with the guy, Mal had teased her relentlessly, Evie had loaded up the car to go home, and that was the last thought she'd given to that mess.

For now. Fate probably had other plans, or someone somewhere just really liked to see Evie squirm, because the second the door to the camper's headquarters shut and Evie'd put that last photo on the Facebook page, she spoke without really looking at who she was speaking to.

"Give me five minutes, and then we'll head out."
blueberryprincess: found on tumblr (cut ur shit ben)
Evie Queen loved the school the minute she set foot into it. But, considering her mother had recently been incarcerated for various Black Widow style murders and the like, the school didn't seem to like Evie. Her mother, a fairly powerful mutant who went by the strange name of Evil Queen, had the ability to turn any consumable object into poison at a touch. She also liked to marry rich and within a year or so, the poor husband would be gone.

In an odd twist, it was Evie who turned her mother in. Despite her upbringing, home-schooled by her mother and surrounded by some fairly negative influence, Evie remained kind. Evie retained a sense of morality and Evie wouldn't stand to let someone else die.

So now, she was at a school, surrounded by people who assumed she was going to be just like her mother. It was uncomfortable, an ugly feeling that kept her up some nights, and kept her distracted during classes.

It was during chemistry one day when people were to learn just how smart Evie Queen was. She'd been caught not listening and was asked to the board up front so, standing with a small sigh and feeling all eyes on her, she decided to surprise everyone. She was asked how to find the average atomic weight of silver, which wasn't actually that hard. Despite her high-maintenance appearance and the rumors that went around that she was a brainless, vapid, superficial girl, Evie was far from uneducated.

Picking up the chalk and weighing it in her hand, she quickly writes an equation on the board, saying it out loud for all to hear.

"That would be 106.905 times .5200 plus 108.905 times .4800 which gives us, sir, 107.9 A.M.U." With that, she turns to look at the teacher, holding out the chalk. "Am I right?"

A small smile and a nod from the teacher, a 'very good, Evie' immediately getting a look of discomfort on the blue haired girls face. That wasn't what she was expecting. She heads to her seat just in time for the bell to ring and, quickly, her bag is in her hands and she's moving with the class out the door.

It's a free period for her, so she heads outside to sit on one of the benches to watch the other students.

She wasn't sure what it was, but that moment with the teacher shifted something. People were passing by and smiling a bit at her and honestly, it made her feel less lost. Maybe this place would actually be okay?
blueberryprincess: found on tumblr (i didn't do it?)
Yes, she seriously, actually thought this up.

But it's simple.

Each Bad Apple employee gets two t-shirts with the Bad Apple Logo. These are to be kept in good condition and clean. Wrinkle-free in appearance. Black pants, also wrinkle-free and clean. They can be jeans, not leggings.

Tank-tops with the logo are also optional and will be provided if asked for.

Black non-slip shoes, too.

Hair? She's not going to get upset about funky, unnatural hair colors. Just keep it neat. She's not going to be upset by piercings. Just keep them clean.

Tattoos? Not gonna care about them, either.

But your appearance really must be clean and orderly. This is a clothing store, after all.
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"SHIT! SHITFUCK! GOD DAMN IT!"

This wasn't a person saying all of this. This was a parrot with a stunted wing, sitting on the upstairs window sill of a house. A house decidedly Not Evie's. Her house was across the street. Her house was the one with a moving truck, boxes all over the yard, and an older man directing the movers as to where to put things. Evie'd been looking for the aforementioned asshole bird for about fifteen minutes, only to hear his profanities before actually seeing the idiot.

"Of course," Evie mumbles to herself. With a small huff of annoyance, she heads towards the house across the street, shouting over her shoulder at her foster father, just as her foster mom steps out of the house.

"I found Othello, Mr. Canavar. Be back in ten minutes."

Her foster parents reply with a simple 'okay!' just as Evie sets foot in the road. Othello swears more and, unknown to Evie, there's someone (if she can call Ryuk a someone), laughing hysterically at each curse word the bird shouts out.

Another glance upward confirms why the bird is swearing. He can't figure out how to get down from where he climbed to and the unseen figure inside speaks to the sole inhabitant of the house.

"This bird is hilarious! And the girl in your newspaper is headed to your door. This is too good!" followed by more laughing, just as Evie rings the doorbell.
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Player's Name:

Mouse

Characters Played Here:

Nel, Charlie, Julie, Eugene, Emily

Character:

Evie Queen

Series/Canon:

Descendants

From When?

End of the film.

Previous Game(s):

Not applicable.

World Description:

Not Applicable

History:

Apparently, someone in the comments thinks Evie is their girlfriend and I'm officially freaked out.

Does your character have any close ties to existing canon characters?

Nope.

Why do you think your character would work in this setting?

She fluxed in at the end of the movie, but will take to this place with ease. She's adaptable and has grown as a person in the film, so her natural curiosity and her desire to do the right thing will help her go far here.


How do you plan to expand their CR?

She's a flirtatious social butterfly with a Big Sister side so if there are any kids in the area, she'll be quick to want to meet them. Adults, it'll be harder, but she'll still try. She's learned that not all adults are like her mother or the parents of her friends and that some of them can be decent, so once she gets her footing in town, she'll want to talk to everyone.


What will your character do for work?

Work at Jeffersons shop, make dresses and attire for others.

Inventory:

What items is your character bringing with them into the game? The magic mirror, the outfit she wore at the school dance, her treasure chest shaped purse.

Samples:

Third-Person Sample:

TDM LINK

First-Person Sample:

Mal,

I don't know what happened, but I'm not in Auradon anymore. I'm not even on our world. That's what I've been told. I'm on another planet in a town called New Dodge and I can't get home until they find where I'm from. They said it'll take six months and then they can put me back at the exact moment I vanish.

I hope they're right. I miss you. I miss almost everyone.

I found a job in a hat shop, for the time being. It's crazy how creative the man running it is. He's teaching me a lot, so hopefully, I won't get fired from the first honest job I've had.

And, maybe they'll find you or one of the others and bring you here, too. Familiar faces would be appreciated.

Love,

Evie.

ps. say hi to ben for me

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