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Futuristic [Argon City] - Open World Cyberpunk RP - Characters

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Name: 'Rhino'

(Real name): John Fitzgerald Meyers

Rank: Agent/Operative

Affiliation:

ACPD [Former]

Task Force Taurus [Current]

Age: 42

Appearance:
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Standing before you is a gruff, grizzled man dressed in a form-fitting armored bodysuit with an eyepatch over his left eye and a prominent metallic horn jutting out of his forehead. He has his hair pulled back into a ponytail. Covering the suit appears to be a gray shmagh-like cover that wraps around his upper torso when not engaged in combat. Perhaps the most noteworthy feature is an entirely bionic crimson left arm. He speaks with a low-gravelly tone of voice with a notable lisp.

Backstory:

Born to a middle-class family on June 8th, 20XX, John grew up in the bustling higher-class district housing of Argon CIty. Being the first born of his two brothers and two sisters, John always sought to take care and look after them when he became of age. When he was eighteen, his parents left one night to head to the lower-city districts- only to never return. Just five months shy of graduating High School, John's grief was only shared among his siblings as they never revealed to anyone what had occurred. After obtaining his High School diploma, John's repressed anger finally boiled over into a laser-focused dedication to find and bring those responsible to any measurement of justice he could. His siblings, understanding of his chosen path, began to look after themselves and each other as he soon swore allegiance into the Argon City Police Department. Twenty years later and with significant experience gained to his name from transferring over into the ACPD-GU, John privately worked on obtaining any intelligence he could in narrowing his targets down who were responsible for his parent's disappearance. It was here that, ultimately, things took a turn for the worse.

The mission in question was to cooperate alongside the local SWAT in assisting the defusal of a bomb located within one of the city's sprawling banking centers that had been overtaken by a nefarious extremist crime syndicate known by "The Crimson Legion." With all possible entryways and exits covered, John and his team stacked up at the front of the building behind his squad leader. At the exact moment the team moved up the stairs and breached the front door, the bomb located within the center of the lobby detonated; sending John back in a painful blast of heat as his SL was killed instantly from the shrapnel, and knocking John unconscious and barely alive. Life-flighting him to the nearest medical center, it was discovered that John's body was embedded with thousands of foreign bodies, including bits of bone, human teeth and metal fragmentation. His head recieved the worst of damage, with a large metal fragment jutting out of the right side of his head. Doctors, weary of taking it out, were only able to construct a carbide-titianum horn around the embedded foreign body. His left arm was shattered beyond reduction slightly below the bend of his elbow, and had to be summarily amputated, as well as his left eye suffering blast related ocular trauma, requiring a patch. The department personally paid for a bionic limb (courtesy of MIDAS), and found his private work while he was in recovery. Impressed with the dedication to his job, they recommended him for a transfer into Task Force Taurus when he recovered and was discharged from the hospital.


Six weeks later, John awoke from a medically-induced coma and discovered what fate had befallen him. Alongside therapy for his new bionic limb, John was made very clear by multiple attending neurologists and doctors that, due to the shrapnel embedded in his head even with the horn protecting it, extreme stress in combat situations or any trauma to that area could result in a variety of complications, including tinnitus, hallucinations, convulsions or loss of consciousness. Understanding his newfound strengths and limitations, John spent the next five months in therapy before being discharged by the hospital and inducted into the Taurus Task Force. For the next ten years within his service to the TTF, John perfected himself in almost every skill they taught him. With rising tensions between U-ICE, the ACPD and the gangs roaming the streets, it became clear that it was soon his physical and mental abilities would be tested.



Personality: John is stoical, soft spoken and well-mannered when not directly engaged in a task; opting to familiarize himself with the inhabitants and information that the lower-echelons of Argon has to offer. John is fiercely loyal and overprotective of those he has bonded to, civilians, and anyone under threat. Despite his silent nature, John makes a well-rounded teammate to those who require his aid. Lastly, it is not uncommon for him to engage in banter, leisure activities or conversation with those he knows. However, he can snap at or become irate when pressed about his parent's disappearance or the accident; suggesting that John does not tolerate loss or failure very well, as well as holding himself accountable for things out of his control.

Goals: Alongside helping his fellow Task Force members and individuals within the ACPD, John's personal motive lies in finding any clues to his parent's disappearance and possible fate- not willing to rest his case until he uncovers the truth.

Gear:

- (J&J) DCM 'Barracuda': A high modular bullpup-style rifle, this weapons sports a total magazine size of 40 rounds and fires 7.62x45mm FMJ. Additionally, it has been extensively customized to harbor a Holophragic RDS, Laser/Light Combo and Stubby Foregrip.
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-(J&J) M408 'Deathadder': A six-shot snubnose revolver, this suppressed tactical snapcannon chambers a hard-hitting 500 Magnum round.
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Sneaking Suit, Reinforced: This form-fitting grey bodysuit is interwoven with ceramic plates and kevlar weave to stop projectiles up to 7.62x45 FMJ. The suit also features a signature-masking system, thermal insulator and footstep suppressor.

x6 Vita-Cigars: Arguably possessing more medicinal properties than carcinogens, these cigars are used to calm nerves, relax muscles, increasing metabolic healing and generally unwind without dampening the user’s combat performance.

Other: His bionic arm can lift up to 500 tones of weight and break through light material surfaces, as well as detach itself as a rocket-propelled projectile in extreme cases.
 
Name: "Xiūlǐ"

Age: 32

Appearance: Hovering around a tentative 5' 8" with a fairly lithe figure often obscured by heat and chemical resistant clothing. Her hair is shorter than it seems on first glance, the ends torched and singed by repeated exposure to the aftereffects of her tools of the trade, and her face is accentuated by the glow of her augmented eyes.

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Backstory: "Xiūlǐ" grew up in the mean streets of Argon City to a family of low-wage corp drones, and raised by the triad members who ran the chop shop below their house. Fascinated by augmentation beyond the scope of her childish imagination (And her family's paygrade), by the age of 8 she had mostly dropped her interest in her corporate school in favour of taking up "work" ferrying parts for the workers. Emulating them in more than just work, she quickly picked up a mean streak of behaviour in her teenage years; drinking, smoking and picking up both the dirty fighting style and vocabulary of her "family". Ditching her swiftly dwindling prospects of legal work, she swiftly earned a place in the chop shop rings on hitting her teenage years, gaining an incredible aptitude for repairing, customising, installing and even stripping augments. She ended up outliving her adoptive family business after a brutal raid lead to most of the triad members seeing the inside of a jail cell after one of them got caught using their real ID, shattering Xiūlǐ's belief of her adoptive family's skill. Deciding to take this as a valuable life lesson, "Xiūlǐ" picked up habits of using nothing but street names, staying away from full connections to organised crime and running as a private contractor in the augmentation underworld for the past 8 years. However, desiring a change of pace and a guarantee of income that could afford more than instant noodles alongside her drinking habit, she recently opened up an augmentation hub of her own, built on the back of a decade of illicit underworld contacts.

Personality: "Xiūlǐ" is brash, arrogant, and rude beyond compare to the vast majority of people, cocksure in her own skill and frustrated at anything she perceives as wasting her time, which is often anything that isn't herself. Regardless of this, she does have a minor soft spot for anybody who buys or supplies her drinks and smokes, even if she'll still talk smack about them to their face. An incredible amount of illicit cyberware drilled into her brain has given her a savant level of smarts on the topics of augmentation and engineering (Including those a back-alley ripperdoc really shouldn't know). Don't mention you're a cop around her if you don't want her to be somehow even more icy towards you than most people.

Goals: Pay rent, obtain some higher grade cyberware and drink her way through every day.

Gear:
  • A network of wetware cyberware in her head connected to several databases of engineering, augmentation and several freebooted R&D servers
  • A set of mismatched cybereyes from two different brands, built for precision work and information displaying
  • A C-87 Smartlink Pistol linked to her cybereyes through multiple brute-forced hardware hacks
  • A full set of partially maintained tools for her trade that look more than a little dishevelled.
  • Chemical and fire retardant industrial-grade clothing.

Other: "Xiūlǐ" can be found either at any of the local bars or at her shop, willing to sell and/or install any manner of augments or information to anybody who has the right price.
 
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Name: (Alias) Mink (Real name not given -- yet?)

Age: 19

Appearance: Mink's appearance changes so often it's like she's a different girl almost every week. She loves crazy colors and isn't afraid to stand out which sometimes isnt exactly the best thing to do in her position. She is always getting crazy eye pigments injected into her eyes. She usually likes pink but will switch it up occasionally. Her hair is usually put into two buns but can be let down or cut, and she loves dying it pastel colors. She is pale, 116 lbs and 5'4.

Backstory: Mink was born into a middle class home with two parents who had never been divorced. They had never been tight on money, school for her and her brother were good schools, nothing too fancy but nothing too "poor". Really everything about her home life was perfect except for the many sibling arguments. Mink hated it. She never found anything at home to be exciting. All of their family vacation spots became so routine and so planned out every year that she could name everything that was going to happen on the trip before they even got there. Home life wasnt much better. Get home, do homework, eat dinner with the family, watch some TV and go to bed. Every day. So one day at a very impulsive and young age, Mink decided she had had enough and as every kid has thought about when they got in trouble, she decided to run away. But unlike every kid, she actually did. As much as street life scared Mink, the more she lived on the street the more comfortable she became, and she realized how smart she actually was. After her parents had called the cops many times to find her and after many successful attempts at evasion, Mink realized that this was much more fun. She began to steal stuff. Once that got too easy for her, she began to rob innocent people in alleyways. after that, robbing houses. Then small convenient stores and well...it just escalated from their. Of course with her ever changing appearance it is difficult for the police to find her. Sometimes she wonders what it would be like to kill someone, although she doesnt believe she could ever actually go through with it.

Personality: Mink is a very lively, impulsive girl. Although she likes to act tough, she really is just the small, innocent girl who ran away from home. She has a huge love for animals and adores the people she befriends. Although not the most loyal person on the planet, she tries her best to be there for people when she says she will be, but she faces her own moral dilemmas a lot. Her big heart is a big indication to her that she couldnt kill anyone.

Goals: Have fun and dont get caught by the police.

Gear: A small pocket knife and occasionally will wield a laser pistol and shock baton (taken from a cop once) when robbing.

Other: Mink has made a nice little home for herself on a roof of an apartment building on the outskirts of the city. There is where she keeps food, drinks, stolen money, her weapons, and a mask she wears when she robs as well as a makeshift bed, some blankets an acquaintance in the apartment gave her, and some of her wigs and many clothes she wears sometimes.
 
Name: Maosis Falalwin

Age: 36

Appearance (any faceclaims acceptable, written description allowed but not preferred):

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Backstory:
(editor's note: Its short & choppy, writing backstories are exhausting for me 😪 I'll make sure everything has a place and reason, however)

Maosis was born on a completely different planet known as Gaomayku. There's very little known about the area except there is close to 23 hours of night time a single ray of sunlight. The inhabitants are harmless overall and prefer to keep to themselves with the exception of one other, non-romantic partner.

Peace is prominent on this planet. So much so that it creates a division between the natives: Those who believe that there should be more to existence than to sit in darkness and accept life as its handed; and then there are those who warn against asking for more than the Universe (their unified belief) gives them.

Maosis is described as someone who leans with the first group. Growing wary of his fellow Gaomanians simply accepting life, Maosis set off to a planet that was always highly regarded - earth.

Once on earth, Maosis set up a small 'shop' of instruments in an alleyway with a small trigger. Once that trigger has been activated, the victim would be locked into his domain.

Personality: Maosis could be described as laid back. He is heavily inclined to with an interest in human development, he spends his free time studying human motives, desires and patterns.

Working beside his brainwashed partner, Sound and him are two peas in a pod. His preference to work would be 'alone with a selected partner.'

Goals: To unite the planets in the Universe through the use of mind hive.

Gear: When not using traps and hypnosis, he uses a miniature sword where its size does not do the sharpness justice. Often seen in sunglasses and an occasional hat to cover his bald head.


Other: Always seen with his partner in crime, Sound. Can levitate and lives in "Xiūlǐ" with her.
 
Name: Sound Travolta
Age: 15

Appearance (any faceclaims acceptable, written description allowed but not preferred):

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Backstory: Sound was born to a set of loving parents who wanted nothing more than to see their daughter grow up happy. Well fed, dressed and loved, their efforts were met with admiration from the female.

There was a slight hiccup to her upbringing, however. The town she lived in was just on the outskirts of the slums where children were held far more closely than a woman would clutch her belongings.

This couldn't prove itself any truer during a trip out to the shopping district. During an excursion to find a new outfit for an upcoming theatric, an older, rickety even, shop caught the female's attention. Slowly trailing behind her parents footsteps, the adolescent wandered into the alleyway where she met a tall male she'd learn to work beside.

Personality: Sound is quiet, submissive and at times soft spoken through action. Since her interaction with Maosis, she has found it difficult to physically speak. Prone to migraines and silent anxiety attacks.

She prefers to express herself through various forms of music, the melody very closely resembling an ancient tune that is practically unheard of in this day and age: the piano.

Goals: To serve Maosis, maybe reignite the passion of authentic music that once existed and become the first musician in her generation.

Gear: Bodysuit, super sonic etwahl

Other: Selectively mute
 
Name: Alcro Hayes or Reaper
Age: 16588776

Appearance: Tall at a height 6'2" and weighing at 130. Still muscular, but not built like a tank. His hair is black short hair.
Backstory: Being born in Argon Underground with 1 arm life wasn't going to be easy Alcro. Being abandoned by his parents at 7 he was picked by his mentor Reaper a bounty hunter.Reaper found the kid after he caught him trying to steal his wallet. Reaper gave him his cybernetic arm and told him that he was going to learn how survive He was taught the ways of being a sniper as Reaper was one of the best snipers. He trained for years learning how to snipe, hand to hand combat, and free running. By 14 he was able to go and do jobs.
By this time his mentor was diagnosed with a heart condition meaning he couldn't do his job. Reaper didn't see a reason to live so he decided his trainee would take his place. Alcro was asked if he was ready for his final test and Alcro said yes. He had was giving a eye attachment which could calculate wind, distance, Coriolis (Earth's rotational effect on a bullet),and how much to compensate for bullet drop. After it was installed Reaper used a poison that would paralyze him for 3 hours. He said that his final mission was to kill him. If he succeed he would be granted Reaper's hideout, sniper, and his name. Alcro after the poison wore off he ended up killing Reaper who died with a smile on his face.
After taking his name he got many more jobs and continued his mentors name. Nobody noticed that he was a different person because his skills were just as good as his mentors. Now this is when Reaper was reborn. Cleaning up everyone's mess behind the scenes. No matter who the target is Repear will get the job done.
Personality: Alcro is a man of few words. Unless you got a job or he needs to talk to you he will give you a simple yes or other 1 word responses. Its not that his awkward he just see's no reason to talk to most people. When it comes to his profession he's as cold as ice when blowing some poor fools head off. He doesn't really care who it is he has to kill or capture or even who it came from. He has worked with the A.C.P.D to some of the worst people on the planet. He doesn't see his targets as people. Just target you would see at a shooting range. He does seem to have a soft spot for cats though.

Goals: Make credits and carry on his mentors name by being a bounty hunter.
Gear: Sniper's-Eye attachment, a silenced semi-auto sniper named "Thanatos", a backpack full of ammo, lighter, pack of cigarettes, and his Military Issued Robotic Arm.
Other: He is a big smoker and drinker since he gambles once in awhile. Also Thanatos is in the spoiler below.
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