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The girls had Girl's Night. The boys had Boy's Night (hosted by Puck, with Dezzi generally staying over in Konoha with the Inuzuka clan's women because Hinata's father would absolutely not allow a sleepover). This, though, was a huge group outing celebrating one Dezzi Jones' graduation from college. The girls, the boys, a significant number of cousins and friends from college, this?

This was Las Vegas.

Over the last few years there had been plenty of mingling of Chicago people and Konoha ones, littler groups of cross-universal friends had become the norm. It meant that people had native guides without having to be assigned native guides. Dezzi, of course, stayed with her original friend group of Hinata, Kiba, and Shino. Neji was always there, and his team tended to follow along. Pied and Puck, both having graduated before Dezzi, were also there.

The others, though, had their own groups. Sakura had long since left the village, leaving Naruto to make better friends as he ended up in a different team that had lost one member.

A twenty-six hour drive had been considered too much, so after a ton of research on the part of the diplomats from both worlds a private plane had been booked to carry everyone down. The US government had helped with the cost, conceding it as a diplomatic expense. This still baffled the young werewolf, but she went with it.

Dezzi stood in short-shorts and a tank top, one arm looped around Kiba's shoulders, and stared at the city while a local werewolf passed out maps and hotel room keys while giving a rundown of the area. Some places were marked "avoid if possible", some were "only go if you've got ninja in the party", and most were marked "very friendly and safe".

"This," she told Hinata without looking away from the lights and movement of the city, "is going to be insane. I am looking forwards to it immensely."
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It's not a big deal she'd said when it first came up in conversation with Hinata. It's nothing, not really, but prom was kind of a big deal. Sure, she was mostly in college and only had a few classes at her high school, but prom was part of the whole...thing. A cultural institution. If she were honest with herself, and she tried to be, she really, really wanted to have the whole magical prom night.

It wouldn't be magical without Kiba, and Kiba wouldn't like it because the whole prom thing was not his kind of event. It was people dressed up and being fancy and formal, with bad refreshments and chaperones making sure that nobody got out of hand.

But it was prom, and Dezzi was a relatively ordinary teenage American when you got right down to it. So any time it came up she said it's not a big deal, but those big blues were faintly sad.

She went anyway, although without a date. Dressed up in a pretty little formal in a dark red that was slit up to her left knee and let her arms be bare. Every time she thought about dancing she realised that she didn't want to dance without a certain ninja, so every time someone asked her she shook her head and gave a small half-smile that didn't quite reach her eyes.

She didn't pay attention to the stirring at first, didn't really parse the people asking, "Who's that?" and "I don't think he's from our school, is he?" or the conversation about whoever it was having tickets.

Not, at least, until her grumpy ninja was taking her by the arm and dragging her out onto the dance floor to berate her for not telling him about the dance.

(Hinata was the best best friend ever and Dezzi would fight anyone who said otherwise. She'd lose, but she'd fight.)

"Yes, Kiba." she agreed to the berating, because it was Kiba and he was there and the night was all at once, without question, magical.
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Dezzi was used to driving the big bus, now, that it took to get all of her children to get grandparent's home. It wasn't ninja-back but nothing was as much fun as riding on Kiba's back, except running on her own four paws.

At the official looking barricade she stopped, obedient to the laws, and opened the door. The sight of a silver knife in the hand of the man who pushed his way into the bus made her panic inside. These were not cops.

"Everyone off." The man snarled, waving his other hand sharply.

"Do as he says, babies." Dezzi said quietly, knowing that her ninja children would do better in the open. She opened the back door and say very still while ignoring the man's attempts at making her angry with insults. It was more important to have a plan.

When she got out, glad she was wearing some of the special clothing made for her people by Konoha's tailors that could be worn while shifting, she had one.

The men and women in the cleaning were all armed with silver, but not all of them had guns. That was good.

In Kiba's native language Dezzi called out;

"If you've passed your mid-rank exams stay and fight. Civilians and the fastest of you take the babies and find your father."

"But!" One of the kids started to say, even as Dezzi was hit by the leader of the humans.

"NOW!" was their mother's cry, and she shifted even as the ground shook from her ninja wolf children taking off the weights Lee had them wear.

I don't have to win, I just have to live until Kiba gets here.
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Advanced Chem was one of Dezzi's favourite classes. She had it with quite a few people she'd had classes with before, and the teacher was one of her favourites. That was why she usually got to class early...especially days when silver was on the chemical menu. Piper was with her, the two of them planning on suiting up as quickly as possible just in case. When something can make you starve to death in a matter of hours it doesn't pay to fuck around.

Dezzi was in the front, turned partially away so that she could keep talking to her friend (topic: an upcoming trip out to moose country and did he want to come?) when there was a loud pop CRACK and glass went everywhere. Including one deadly glittering shard that lodged itself in her biceps. Piper threw himself out of the way and then dropped his bag to run for the place he'd last smelled Hinata, calling; "GET IT OUT AND STABILIZE HER I'M GETTING HELP!"
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Day one of the Konoha ninjas attending college with her. Dezzi bounced and fluttered and flustered her way around the kitchen packing lunches for everyone because she'd woken up at six in the morning for a first class at nine. She was expecting her friends at seven, mostly so that they could poke around doing ninja stuff and she could show them where each of their classes would be.

Oh, gods, she was going to have to tell the college pack she was engaged. Piper and Puck were never, ever going to stop laughing at her. Ever. Ever ever ever. She set that thought aside and kept packing, very-active-human sized lunches for Hinata and Shino, werewolf sized ones for herself, Kiba, and Akamaru.

How was Kiba going to handle classes? She didn't worry about the other three, but Kiba was so not good at sitting still. He was as bad at study as...as...as she was at ninja-ing. Totally a word, self. Totally. Was Hinata in a shirt? She should make sure that they were all dressed in a way that could pass. ...Was it even worth it to ask them to disarm? Probably not.

"Augh!"
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"Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiibaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" Dezzi bellowed through the portal, "Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiibaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! Akaaaaaaaaamaaaaaaaaaaruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!" she pulled the "u" even longer, modulating it into a howl that just went on and on. "C'mon, guuuuuys! I have pudding cups!"

Chocolate for Kiba, vanilla for herself and Akamaru. They had to try these, and with her brand new babysitting job she was able to get enough that it ought to take the edge off until the pizza got there.

Of course they needed pizza! It was a date, right?

Sort of.

In that not telling Kiba it's a date kind of date way.
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About 77 million werewolves world-wide.
About 3 million Elementalists world-wide.
About 10 million human magic-users world-wide.
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In Character Questions
1. What is your full name? The Very Soul Of Desolation Void And Without Light Jones
2. Where and when were you born? Just outside of Chicago, IL, January 15, 1986 (it is 2001 in my world)
3. Who are/were your parents? Do you have any siblings? (Know names, occupations, personalities, etc.) Erin Jones ne Smith, Sebastion Jones. Momma was a wanna-be human housewife who, upon finding out that she was actually a werewolf ditched us! I was, like, two hours old! Dad's a private detective. No sibs, which is kind of weird.
5. What is your occupation? Student!
6. What is/are your favourite hobbies and pastimes? I like dancing, getting in trouble, running with the pack, sociology experiments, theatre, dying my hair, wolf-whistling at boys, reading, painting, performing guerrilla fashion experiments on people...
7. Write a full physical description of yourself. I am five foot five inches tall, my hair changes color every month, I have pale eyes, a huuuuuuuuge nose that I actually really love, I'm skinny (duh, werewolf), I'm fifteen and look it, I have a cheerful perky expression, I like the goth look except that I looooooooove color so I don't hold to it very well. When I'm a wolf I'm mostly grey but I have swirls of whatever color my hair was last died in it.
8. What do you consider the most important event of your life so far? Mom naming me. I mean. Seriously.
9. Are you basically optimistic or pessimistic? Optimistic!
10. In general, how do you treat others (politely, rudely, by keeping them at a distance, etc.)? Does your treatment of them change depending on how well you know them, and if so, how? I like people! I like being liked by people! I don't mind being hated, either, but I'm damn sight more like to prank the stuffy.
11. Are you spontaneous, or do you always need to have a plan? Plans are for people who can't think on their feet.
12. What is your greatest strength as a person? I'm loyal!
13. What is your greatest weakness? I am a scatter brained flitter-gibbet with the attention span of a moth. According to Pied.
14. If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be? ...I like me.

Player Questions
1. What is your goal for this character? I want her to run into people with serious problems that can't be solved with a smile and a prank, and learn to empathize with them.
2. Name three things you want this character to face during the cycle.
a) A situation she can't fix by being cheerful.
b) A crush on someone of inappropriate species. (...Pretty much anyone, her werewolf type is a non-human species.)
c) Being friends with a quiet person and not running over the top of them.
3b. Write 400-500 words explaining the original universe that this character is from.
Imagine a parallel earth where magic has always been. Werewolves evolved as a separate species. Vampires exist but are kind of prats. Various kinds of magic exist; the sorcerer who has no talent but ritual to focus what he (or she) knows is there, the witch who focuses power and will to make the world do what she (or he) wants, and the Elementalist who has made a pact with something greater for powers that are as easy as breathing.

Imagine that due to some idiots in the 1500's this Earth and the Faelands it connected to were ripped apart, all those with Fae blood thrown out of Earth, the majority of magic torn from the very air, and the two worlds were sent on a cycle of about five hundred years where magic is almost entirely non-existent, then even, and then far too much.

Dezzi has been living her whole life near the end of the balanced cycle. Things are slowly tipping over into the "too much" part, when technology doesn't work well and magic is overwhelming things.

Something is stirring in her world, the Elementalists are showing up in greater numbers, and there is a general air of something heretofore unknown that will determine if the worlds will ever be returned to normal.

But Dezzi is just a teenage werewolf on the fringes of all that. Her dad is the one involved.

Werewolf society is an open secret. It's easy to figure out who is and who isn't if you know some basic rules. Werewolves grey early, each shift makes their hair more grey and less whatever it was before. They grow their hair very long, it translates better to fur. They eat like crazy. They shift whenever they want to, not only on the full moon. They tend to wear little hand-made beads with the scents of their extended family in them. On contact with silver it feels like they have been hit with a taser. If it breaks the skin it forces them to wobble between shapes and uses up energy...which translates to calories. Silver poisoning basically starves the werewolf. Within twenty minutes.

In were society the last name is a personal choice. Sebastian Jones took his name from "Davy Jones' Locker". His best friend is Erik Piper, a bouncer who liked "time to pay the piper". Erik's wife is Amanda Reason, "Listen to reason". She's also a bouncer.

Dezzi's mother was one of the few people who knew nothing about werewolves. She fell in love with Sebastian and assumed he was human. He assumed they would have no children as were cannot breed with humans. When she turned up pregnant he sat her down and tried to talk to her about it.

She didn't take it well. She hadn't liked magic of any kind, and finding out that she wasn't human...? Well, Sebastian tried to explain the naming convention. She...messed it up. She left him and the next he heard about his pup was the hospital telling him that Erin had named the child, told them to contact him, and left.

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