The Adherent

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Currently

Danielle Lester

Known As

Victoria Duchamp
Nemesis
Harlow Thorne
Danielle Lester

on MUX as

The Adherent

Has Been

College Student
Justiciar
Mining Crew Rookie
Mechanic/Assistant Manager at Lester's Auto

Apparent Age

Early to mid-twenties.

Played By

Luma Grothe / Elona Lebedeva (Current)
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:Katy Perry - Rise

Oh, ye of so little faith
Don't doubt it, don't doubt it
Victory is in my veins
I know it, I know it
And I will not negotiate
I'll fight it, I'll fight it
I will transform



Imagine Dragons - Natural
Will you hold the line?
When every one of them is giving up or giving in, tell me
In this house of mine?
Nothing ever comes without a consequence or cost, tell me
Will the stars align?
Will heaven step in? Will it save us from our sin? Will it?
'Cause this house of mine stands strong

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Rules and responsibilities: these are the ties that bind us. We do what we do, because of who we are. If we did otherwise, we would not be ourselves. I will do what I have to do. And I will do what I must. - Neil Gaiman, The Sandman: Book of Dreams

Sometimes you just have to stick to your guns. An ideology, rule of law, loyalty to a person or group, or even just a plan. Once you've set a course in motion, you just have to follow it through. After you've started, there's no time to turn back, and no sense in second thoughts. Self-doubt will only hold you back. Even a bad plan is better than none at all. So you keep your head down and push forwards. Always forwards. There's no time to go backwards, and no point in looking to your sides.

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Every story has a dominant paradigm, and you follow it. The world is the world, the system is the system, and the rules are the rules. Without that structure nothing makes sense or has meaning.



In the Facility

Things That Linger

No matter where she ends up, no matter who she becomes, whether in Facility or otherwise, the Adherent is consistent with at least one attribute of her personality: she's really god damned stubborn. Good or bad, it's there to stay.

Hope strengthens, fear kills. It's something she lives by, continuously. Always is she persistent in never giving up, never letting go of hope, of that chance of success or victory, of the outcome that everything will be all right.

The Adherent's Door

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Affixed to the Adherent's door is a symbol depicting a young woman carrying a book of law in one hand and a scale in the other.

Memento Mori

Slasher

No memento mori from this story yet.

Carnival

No memento mori from this story yet.

Project Icarus

No memento mori from this story yet.

Bonds of Blood

No memento mori from this story yet.


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Alexandre Vargas (Carnival)

Laborer/Justiciar's Bouncer
Life has its hardships, it throws you curve balls and unexpected difficulties, there's ups and downs. It's normal. Except when it isn't. Everything had been an uphill battle, one that never stopped, and the difficulty only increasing as time went on. For Alexandre it started in the winter of 1919 when his parents were struck down by a particularly deadly strain of influenza, one that would later be dubbed as the "Spanish Flu". An orphan at barely fifteen years of age, his parents' belongings and the family farm was sold, the money obtained from sales used to ship him off to distant relatives in New York City.

Blood or no, they weren't particularly welcoming of Alexandre, and with another mouth to feed, it put a strain on the household and made for a tense atmosphere. It was a hostile environment with bullying and frequent infighting over his presence, which prompted him to find work to help contribute. He found work at a farm some miles outside the city, it was what he was used to, and it was work he did well. Over the following three years, he learned to speak English fluently, but had little to no real education. When his eighteenth birthday came about, he was promptly kicked to the curb, no longer viewed as a concern or a problem for his relatives.

For a while after Alexandre lived on the streets until he managed to find a small place of his own, more of a hovel than anything, but it was a roof over his head. He quit his job at the farm to take up work as a miner, for just a little more pay. It was dangerous, but it was worth it to build a better life for himself. Months passed and turned into years, and Alex's situation gradually improved. Better house, a financial cushion was being built, and he found the love of his life, Catalina. Unfortunately his good fortune was short lived. Work called him away to another mine in the Adirondacks, near three hundred miles away. It was supposed to be a temporary affair.

Workers were accommodated with living quarters, but Catalina, in her pregnant state, stayed back in New York City with some of her family members. The pair exchanged letters, and Alex sent along money to ensure she had what she needed, but weeks turned into months, and eventually the letters stopped coming. It wasn't until he suffered an injury from a mining accident that he was able to take some time to recover and went home..to find her missing. From stories told by her family, he later found that she had been quite ill. Consumption, they said. Eventually he had discovered she had been forced into a lungers camp, where both she and the unborn baby had died. Having lost everything, Alexandre now follows Nemesis, who gave him the justice he so rightly deserved. Now he works as a laborer for the Carnival of Wonders, helping them set up and take down, and the occasional odd job here and there they need extra muscle for. The rest of the time he's guard and bouncer to Adrasteia.


Played By: Mario Blanco

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Claire Saint-Vincent (Carnival)

Carnival Jeweler/Justiciar's Assistant
The Crescent City, New Orleans, it's a melting pot of cultures, a place that inspired artists and writers, it was a place where both jazz and Claire Saint-Vincent were born. She was the only child of the Saint-Vincent immigrants who came from France to set roots down in the state of Louisiana. With a jeweler-lapidary father and a painter mother, Claire was surrounded by art, and was groomed to take up the family business, given the lack of any other children. The city of New Orleans had that mystique and wonder, a certain charm and a never ending amount of inspiration for a budding artist, it was especially true in the French Quarter where they lived. They were neither poor nor rich, but lived a comfortable enough life, well within their means, and never leaned towards extravagance. Claire, however, was afflicted with an undiagnosed illness, and each year that passed, she grew more frail and weak, but it never took away from her passion or zest for life.

Despite her illness, life was good. The Saint-Vincent family was well known for the quality of work they put out in painting and jewelry, and business was good. Too good. With the Prohibition in effect, combined with the growing mob families and conflicts with minor gangs, crime was on the rise. It was only a matter of time, and chaos erupted when Claire was barely eighteen years of age. The shop was uncontested territory, it was successful, and to the various criminals in the city, it was a place for profit. An attempt at extortion went so terribly wrong, violence ensued, resulting in the deaths of her parents, along with the razing of the shop. Claire was still inside the building when the fires were lit, and in her weakened state, escape was near impossible, and her fate appeared to be sealed. Until Nemesis came.

Now, Claire is a devout follower, the first of the trio to join the primordial Greek, as thus, she's been with her the longest. Having followed her to the Carnival of Wonders, the young Saint-Vincent applies the trade she was groomed to carry on, creating and repairing costume jewelry and accessories for the various performers and crew. When she isn't occupied with her primary work, she helps the other two whenever they come to a new town, looking for those poor, desperate souls who could use a little good fortune, and sends them on their way to the Carnival with a Nemesis Stone.

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Elizabeth Barrens (Carnival)

Beautician
Once, she had everything she could ever want. Elizabeth Barrens nee Murray had been a member of the upper echelon of New York society, married to a self-made man who was swimming in millions: William "Bill" Barrens. She lived the glamorous high life, mingled with celebrities and the who's who, she always received invitations to the most ritzy of parties - Elizabeth was part of the 'it' crowd. It was a life most could only dream of, but she had been living it. Had. Her fairy tale life came crashing down along with Wall Street in 1929, and just like that, everything she had was nearly lost over night. A series of bad investments, betrayal, and bank closings combined with the failing economic climate made things quite dire for William and his wife. Not wanting to downgrade to peasant status, William relied on his connections to the criminal underworld, connections Elizabeth had no idea existed, and started bootlegging for the Italian mob.

From there life went into a dangerous, downward spiral, and though they were able to live well, if a downgrade from the luxurious lifestyle they were accustomed to, things took a dark turn. William's true nature began to emerge with his fall into alcoholism, and more often than not, Elizabeth was victim to the physical violence that came from his unpredictable temper tantrums produced by his out of control drinking habits. The bruises were easy to hide, and her skill with makeup artistry enabled her to veil the signs of abuse while providing her some semblance of control over one thing in her life: her appearance. It allowed her to still appear put together, in control, exuding the image of a confident woman making due with the hardships given by the Great Depression. Elizabeth might have been able to fool the casual observer, but not Claire Saint-Vincent.

Perhaps it was fate that day when the two met in a Greek owned atelier that had been offering classes for a variety of subjects, or perhaps it was divine intervention. The pair had formed a rapport, but it took time for Elizabeth to open up about her husband, his involvement with the mob, her fear, and the abuse she was victim to. It was an injustice that couldn't stand, and it was after that Claire introduced Elizabeth to Nemesis. Everything changed after that. Come 1933, she followed the ancient Goddess to the Carnival of Wonders, finding her place there with her ability as a beautician, applying her skill as a makeup artist and hair stylist to the various performers (and Nemesis, for fitting in purposes) to ensure they look their absolute best for the crowd. And she's damn good at it.


Played By: Idda van Munster

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Victoria Duchamp (Slasher)

The rules in any game, organization, or society are there for a reason: the greater good. Some things are bigger, more important than one person. Victoria has understood that from an early age. Her father is a cop, her mother a librarian, and she was raised in a sensible, orderly home. She did what she was told, got good grades, and stayed out of trouble. It kind of made her a buzzkill.

Now in college, she's learning to unclench a little. She joined a sorority, parties (responsibly!) and has fun. She's making friends and experiencing more. But nothing will completely erase that sense of order and responsibility deep inside her. She just doesn't try making everyone else live by her own morals anymore.

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Nemesis (Carnival)

Coming To America

In the beginning there was the great void, Chaos, from which the primordial deities of Grecian lore were born - at least that is how some stories go. Chaos being, perhaps, a time of great upheaval and confusion for the continuously evolving mortals who were trying to determine their place in the cosmos, and the Gods were needed to give them order and structure. Regardless, from that void came Erebus and Nyx, darkness and night, and it was the latter that brought Nemesis into being - scholars could never accurately determine who her Father was or if she had one! Who's your Daddy? Fuck if she knows.

A primordial deity birthed into the realm of belief near two thousand years before the existence of Christ, give or take a few decades or centuries, no one knows for sure, Nemesis has reigned in Greece since ancient times, and she had thrived as a Goddess of Divine Retribution for countless centuries. As man learned to travel the earth and sail the seas, cults and worshipers of the Greek pantheon (Nemesis included) began to spread, popping up in the islands and coasts of Ionia in Asia Minor, to Sicily and southern Italy and the Western Mediterranean.

The advent of Christianity brought about a gradual decline in the belief of the old Gods, and for hundreds of years Nemesis held on with the tidbits of cults and worshipers that refused conversion. However, in time, they too, began to fade out. It wasn't until the formation of New Smyrna Beach, Florida in 1768 that new life began to breathe into her, brought to the New World by a slim few hundred Greek settlers. At least for a time. The settlement barely lasted a decade, and a handful of survivors escaped to St. Augustine, where Nemesis loitered for nearly a century. In the 1850's she later ventured to New Orleans, where there had been an insurgence of immigrants from Greece, enough to create the first significant community.

With the passing decades came a rising number of Greeks in the United States, fleeing war and turmoil in their homeland by the hundreds of thousands. The uptick had a beneficial effect in the revival and growth of Hellenism in America, but it was slow going. So wherever they were en masse, Nemesis went to join them, and from New Orleans it was to New York from the mid to late 1920s to 1933. Then the dream came, along with an urgent need to find her brother, Hypnos.

Carnival of Wonders

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A little niche was relatively easy for Nemesis to find in the carnival following the year she joined. Despite the end of the prohibition, the Great Depression provides many a desperate soul who would do anything for a turn in luck. Millions are unemployed, the Dust Bowl has put the hurt on those who farm the plains, the dust storms stripping the topsoil, not to mention the drought. People are hurting. Organized crime is on the rise, many have fallen into criminal acts and lawlessness, and there's a plentiful amount of justice to be served, as well as scales to be balanced.

In a small, inconspicuous tent, marked by a sign bearing the image of a winged woman carrying both sword and scale, hovering beside a wagon wheel, Nemesis plies her trade to those she deems worthy. Mortals who still believe in magic, Gods, and beasts know to find her there, mortals with no recourse, desperate for a turn of luck or seeking justice, having been wronged. There's no shortage of mortals down on their luck, mortals who have lost everything, mortals who have done everything good, right, and just, yet still suffer. Then there are those who prey upon the unfortunate, taking from them to gain undeserved fortune and prosperity. With the world being in the state it's in, she has a sufficient amount of work, taking consultations and performing her divine duties, and those who stand by their devotion and conviction to her are rewarded.

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Harlow Thorne (Project Icarus)

Harlow has never had any roots to any place. There was never any permanent location to call home. For all of her life, she was lost and adrift, bouncing from station to station, planet to planet, wherever work called her Dad. Mom hadn't been in the picture, her pregnancy with Harlow had been a difficult one, and she didn't survive childbirth. Hers was a life surrounded by gruff hardasses that wouldn't coddle her, but all acted in some form or another as parental figures. Not the greatest parental figures…but they did their best, and all things considered, they did well.

See, Mr. Thorne is one of those deep spacers, going where the money is, mining for those precious Rare Earths. It provided a good life for himself and Harlow, but it wasn't exactly stable, or safe. There were no guarantees, sometimes shit happened and things didn't always pan out as expected. Sometimes people went in and didn't come back home. It was a hell of a thing to grow up with, never knowing if you'd have a Father at the end of the day, never knowing if he'd come back. Always never knowing, but after a while it becomes normal, you toughen up, and learn to deal.

Harlow was smart, so she had options for her future if she applied herself and worked hard enough. She could achieve what she set her mind to. God knows she was determined enough to try - if she knew what she wanted. If there was one thing she did know, one thing she did want, it wasn't to have this life forever. It was one thing to be a miner's daughter, it was another to fall into that line of work. Unfortunately....shit happened.

There's all kinds of hazards of deep space. Sure, they can be guarded against, but there's never that 100% guarantee, is there? There's always that 0.01% risk, and that 0.01% is bound to hit somebody. She just never thought it would be her Dad. He had a susceptibility to space radiation, more than the average Joe, and it's caught up with him. Harlow had never seen him so sick, and right before an important job. Treatment would be expensive, that was anticipated, but she never could have imagined just how expensive it was. Sure they had savings, but they wouldn't last forever.

Just when she was scrambling to find a job to keep them from going broke, Penumbra stepped in with an offer that she couldn't refuse. Her Father had been a good corporate employee and she had an aptitude for his work whether Harlow wanted to admit it or not. Take basic training, go in place of your Father, we'll pay the bills and see he gets the best treatment available. How could she say no? This isn't what she wanted, but it isn't about her, anymore. Sometimes we have to do shit we don't want to do, sometimes sacrifices have to be made, and to get her Father the help he needs, she'll do anything.

That anything is an assignment to the mining crew of Project Icarus.

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First Story: Slasher

A waking world of innocence

So grave those first born cries

When life begins with needles and pins

It ends with Swords and Knives

Tears for Fears - Swords and Knives

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Out of the Woods

Cause if I gotta spend another minute with you

I don't think that I can really survive

I'll never break my promise or forget my vow

But God only knows what I can do right now

Meatloaf - Paradise by the Dashboard Light

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