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Name:
Age: 18+
Gender:
Race: Human or Cyborg (No androids sorry)
Occupation: If you feel like a description of your character's occupation is necessary, please include that. They don't need to be grandiose or anything. (Ideas if you're stuck: doctor, engineer, computer tech, student, officer, house mom lul, taxi driver, and so on)

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Personality: The usual shenanigans.

Background: The usual shenanigans.

Include any other stuff. Doesn't matter. Perhaps you may include thoughts on the cyborgs, humans, androids, and human elite. Remember that all cyborgs were once human. A writing sample is also beneficial but that's optional (people I have roleplayed with are excluded because I have seen their writing).[/div][/div]
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ACCEPTED CHARACTERS

- Evelyn Hashur [Private Investigator, ex-SWAT] by koala
- Carlos Price [Ilegal Parts Dealer, ex-ACPD] by RoninN7
- Gemma Sol [Bartender, Sticher] by sleepyginkgo
- Brianna Shimamoto [House Wife, ex-Street Racer] BloodThunder27
- Elijah Hastings [Forensics Student] by jakthemenace
- Sonia Caine [Android Mechanic] by Feywild
- Kendall Wu [Computer Scientist] koala

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[koala]

FOR NPCs

 

[koala]

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[div class=line2][div class=quote]"[/div][/div][div class=box1][div class=text1]NAME: Evelynn Hashur
AGE: 27
GENDER: Female
BIRTHDAY: December 20th
ORIENTATION: Undisclosed
RACE: Undisclosed
Connection: First murder victim

APPEARANCE:
Standing at approximately 5'7" without her heeled boots, Evelyn is nearly a model in appearance. If not for the cold expression on her face, one might think she were a living, breathing doll. Her pink hair is straight and kept at a length a few inches below the chin. Hazel, cat-shaped eyes give her a naturally seductive look. When it comes to clothing, she tends to reveal much of her skin and fit, yet glamorous figure. *Her pants are normal low-waist, leather pants, but they do not hang dangerously in the front like in the image.

OCCUPATION: Private Investigator (ex-SWAT operative) ; Evelyn has been working as a private investigator for about four years now. She'd realized early on that the city's SWAT team was not for her.[/div][/div]

[div class=box2][div class=text2]PERSONALITY: neutral, assertive, honest, pessimistic, cynical, determined, adaptable

A neutral character, Evelyn doesn’t care who you are as long as she’s paid and you stay out of her way. She’s known to be stone cold and assertive and won’t stand for her being distracted while working. The world is too cruel for her to stop and baby someone, and she always makes that known through her sharp tongue. However, as cynical as she may be, Evelyn can be an admirable person to her determination. She never gives up even if the odds aren’t looking in her favor.

BACKGROUND:
She came to Avalon City with a dream like many of those before her. The talk of grandiose and success was enough to entice the young woman and pull her away from the home with which she knew for years. Her grandparents were extremely disapproving of her desires, but they could do little to stop Evelyn from disappearing in the middle of the night. Upon her arrival, she was met by the very beauty she had heard and seen so much about through television and the great wide web. Unfortunately, it didn't take long for her to realize it was all a lie.

Upon joining the Avalon City SWAT team at age 20, she'd come to see that there was no such thing as equality, success, or any of goodness she once believed. The years spent pillaging young cyborgs was enough for Evelyn to become disgusted with herself. Eventually, she opted to leave the SWAT team and become a private investigator. As a child, she was always good at finding things. Who would have thought that would include people too?

Now her office (and home) is located in the Red Light District. It’s a basement place called “E. H. Consulting” that’s easily missed unless you were really looking for it.

LIKES: smoking, television, exercise
DISLIKES: coffee, too many questions
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[RoninN7]

Name: Carlos Price
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Occupation: Illegal Cyborg Parts Dealer (Former Police Officer)

Spoiler: Appearance

-He stands at 6'3"
-He weighs 198 lbs
-He has three scars from bullets on his left leg and right shoulder
-He always carries a black and red heavy pistol with him at all times, which he calls "Justicar" and has the word engraved into the left side of the barrel

Spoiler: Justicar

-He wears a tarnished golden necklace which has a series of symbols engraved into it, but no one knows what they mean

Spoiler: Necklace

-He always wears his golden watch, which looks antique but is more technologically advanced than most, it's a matter of aesthetic

Spoiler: Watch

Personality: Calculated, temperamental, loyal, persistent.

Carlos is a man of few words, and he tends to prefer allowing his actions to speak louder than his words. Once a cheery and impressionable officer, trials and tribulations have tempered Carlos into becoming colder and more calculated in his actions. He is fiercely loyal to those he cares about and has no qualms going to extreme lengths for them if that's what it takes. Having been exposed to extreme injustice, Carlos has very strong convictions and is insanely loyal to said convictions and persistent in acting upon them, believing all humans should have the right to fair treatment. That said, Carlos can be quite ruthless when it comes to carrying out his "justice," which is what his pistol is named after. After serving in the force, justice and consequence were drilled into his head to no end, which is why he now has a very stiff moral compass and sense of justice, which he will enforce by any means necessary. Unfortunately, the years have not been kind to poor Carlos, and he's seen his fair share of shit in his time, which has hardened him, but it has also made him quite temperamental. He's not likely to act out rashly on his anger, but he is quick to anger. Lastly, despite the bling he surrounds himself with, Carlos is actually not one to care about money, and solely has these possessions because his line of work has allowed it, and he'll gladly throw it all away if necessary without a care in the world. He is a man who's currency consists of justice and conviction, not actual coin.

Background: Born in the depths of the Mire to a loving family, Carlos never really understood the harshness of life since he was always sheltered. His family wasn't rich by any means, but they were well off enough to allow for Carlos to go to school and have a relatively normal childhood. Jackson, Carlos' father, had been an officer in the police force before Carlos had been born, and was serving as a detective during much of Carlos' life, while his mother, Victoria, worked as an informant for the force. Around the age of 18, Carlos' father was forced to retire due to old age and Carlos ended up taking his place as a police officer, entering the force with dreams of grandeur and justice. Unfortunately, the force wasn't all that Carlos expected it to be and it was actually quite an inefficient system, but that didn't deter Carlos. Ever the optimist, Carlos made it his mission to try and change the force one job at a time. For a while, it seemed as though Carlos was on the right track; he'd stopped several minor gangs and even managed to crack down on an illicit gambling ring. Unfortunately, the rest of the force hadn't quite caught up to his standards and many of his superiors were deeply bothered by how much change he wanted to implement, preferring to make their money without actually getting their hands dirty.

Some say that Carlos' last mission was actually a set-up, though no one seems to be able to figure out who did it since most of the files were destroyed after Carlos retired. He and his partner, Kramer, were sent out to investigate a "disturbance" in the Red Light District. Much to their surprise, this "disturbance" quickly escalated into a full-on gang war and both officers found themselves caught in the crossfire. It was the most grueling shootout Carlos had ever been a part of, and there were easily well over 200 people fighting on either side with the officers somewhere in the middle, unable to escape. After almost two hours of continuous fighting, Carlos and Kramer were able to find an opening to escape thanks to the rapidly dwindling number of gang members on either side of the conflict. As the two made their exit, however, an explosive device was set off and Kramer dove forward to push Carlos out of harm's way, but he couldn't escape the blast. The sheer force of the explosion was enough to shatter the wall Kramer had pushed Carlos behind and Carlos was knocked unconscious by falling debris. When he awoke, he found Kramer missing both of his legs and with much of his skin seared off, which was when he spotted lots of metal plating and wires sticking out of where his legs had been. Kramer had never revealed himself to be a cyborg and the revelation came as quite a shock to Carlos, who'd grown up thinking that cyborgs had no sense of humanity and were an impurity on Earth.

Carlos took Kramer to a hospital immediately but quickly found out that there was no way that they'd ever be able to pool enough money to pay for the necessary procedures. Seeing as neither Carlos not Kramer would have enough money, Carlos turned to the police department, asking them to help pay for Kramer's procedure because of how loyally he'd served them. Much to his dismay, they simply promised to get back to him with an official decision; one which they never intended to make. Realizing that it was a lost cause, Carlos tried to reach out to the illicit parts market, but by that point, it was too late and Kramer's condition had deteriorated so much that he wouldn't survive the procedure. In his deathbed, Kramer gave Carlos his golden necklace of his which was rejected by many buyers out of disdain for the cyborg. It wasn't until a few days after Kramer's death that he received word from one of his friends at the police department, who informed him that the chief had declined to help with the procedure because he'd spent too much of the budget on new hovercars. That was the last straw for Carlos, who immediately resigned and went out to find himself a new calling in life. Vowing to never serve the corrupt again and to help those who truly needed it, Carlos turned to the illicit parts market and decided he'd find himself a job there to help those in need who couldn't afford official procedures. He also vowed to never misjudge cyborgs again and to fight for justice for them because his partner had shown him more humanity than most of the "pure" humans he'd ever known.

After rising through the ranks, Carlos now resides in the Gallery District, where he runs his own operation dealing in illegal mechanical parts for procedures. He's made a point of keeping his prices cheap, which has attracted an incredibly high number of customers and business partners alike and has made quite a lucrative business for Carlos. The Adjudicators now run the Gallery District under Carlos' guidance and they intend to change the way of life in the Mire... permanently.

Extra Info:

Has a relationship with the fourth murdered victim, she was his original partner in the force and a brief fling of his years back​

-Jessica Stone, 25 years old at the time of her death​

His birthday is May 26​

He sees cyborgs as humans and doesn't see either of the two races as different from the other​

Carlos owns a mechanical crow which he calls Blackbird, mainly used for reconnaissance​

Spoiler: Blackbird

Spoiler: His Car

 

[sleepyginkgo]

✱✱ G E M M A ✱✱​

THE BASICS

Gemma Sol
Human​

Age: 24

Gender: Female

Occupation: Nightclub bartender; also known as the “Stitcher”

Personality: Reserved, cynical, headstrong, resourceful

Scrapping by in the lower levels of the Mire, Gemma has seen the ugly truths of human nature and she believes that the only way to survive is to watch your own back and, when necessary, get your hands dirty. There is no kind gesture without a catch and she keeps herself guarded against others with their dark ulterior motives and self-interests. Despite her youthful meek appearance, she has the will to cut into a man’s gut as fast as she can stitch it back up. Her decisions are driven by money, which is her only certainty of a way out of the current hellhole she is in, and her desperation oftentimes clouds her moral compass.

Relationship: with the 5th victim

Foster brother - Theo Skylar, aged 26​

APPEARANCE

Description: Black hair falling past her shoulders; short bangs & almond-shaped dark eyes. Petite in stature with a height of five feet three inches.

BACKGROUND

Born out of the slums of the Mire, Gemma has only known the smog-filled world of violence, drugs, alcohol, and crime. She met her foster brother during her childhood years in the system, neither of them settling into a family except with each other. Both were quick to get along with their shared ambitions and hopes of creating a better future for themselves. With combined wit and resourcefulness, Gemma and her brother sought out opportunities and risks to make fast money so that they could climb their way upwards to the highest reaches of the Mire - perhaps (when they dared to dream) even to touch the very boundaries of Skytrop. Over the years, the two have tentatively dipped their hands in minor illegal activities here and there in order to keep their stomachs full and to pay the bills of their pathetic excuse of an apartment.

Given the early exposure of violence around her such as the countless of times her foster siblings got into fights within the streets, Gemma quickly developed a knack for patching up wounds despite her lack of any professional medical training. Her skill and speed at the task made her popular amongst those who avoided public institutions and preferred to keep off grid. Seeing the chance to make some profit out of it, Gemma charged for her services with the appeal of confidentiality - absolutely no questions asked no matter the nature of the injury. It was a simple transaction of her cleaning up whatever illegal bloody mess was put forth onto her and keeping her mouth shut as long as she was paid up front and in cash. Thus, she became known as the “Stitcher” for anyone who knew about her services.

 

[BloodThunder27]

Name: Brianna Esmerelda Shimamoto
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Occupation: House Wife (Former Street Racer)

Appearance:

Brianna stands roughly at 5' 5" tall and weighs 155 lbs. Initially weighing 110 lbs. with an athletic and slender build, Brianna has since gained an additional forty-five pounds as a result of pregnancy weight gain. She is currently 39.5 weeks into her pregnancy. Brianna retains purple eyes and long pink hair that goes down to her waist. To accommodate the growing abdomen as a result of pregnancy, Brianna is commonly seen wearing dresses, particularly maxi ones to conceal her swollen ankles. When out in public, she is often seen wearing a pink rose choker and her hair is style with two buns on both sides of her head, while the rest of neatly brushed downwards. Since she started wearing maternity clothes, Brianna has come to favor floral dresses and will often wear slippers as she now finds high heels uncomfortable and other shoes difficult to put on the further along she got.

Personality: While she is not super outgoing, she is not super shy either. One can say that she is 'Selectively Social', where she does not open up to people very easily. In the event that she does open up, Brianna does not trust very easily, especially when it comes to people outside of family. When she does become close to anyone, that's where she starts becoming doubtful about the friendship or relationship that she shares with the one she opens up to. In addition to not trusting easily, the two things that Brianna is truly afraid of are her loyalty and kindness being taken for granted, or being taken advantage of. But when pushed far enough, she is not afraid to cut someone out of her life if in her mind, they deserve it. Same goes for forgiving, she won't forgive if she does not think the other person deserves it, no matter what people around her say. When it comes to things she does not like, especially other people, she will be very vocal, claiming that she has nothing to hide. It takes a lot for her to forgive anyone, as she has 'gotten good at holding grudges'.

Background: Brianna and her husband, Michael, came to Avalon in search of a better life, having grown tired of living life on the edge and engaging constantly in both illegal and thrill-seeking activities, particularly illegal street racing. While Brianna enjoyed the loud engines and screeching tires, she decided that it was time to set down the keys and leave that life behind. Upon moving to Avalon, the couple started focusing on building a normal life, exonerating their lives as street racers. After moving into their home, they decided to set the keys down on their road beasts and bought a Tesla, who had become dominant in the auto industry in a global manner. Michael would soon find more honest work, landing a job as a Bartender while Brianna didn't have to work and spent most of her time at home, finding a new hobby in skateboarding and enrolled in Online College classes. Money was not entirely a problem due to their past life and they had stacked considerably on their winnings and 'odd jobs'.

Over the next year, Brianna finally found the semblance of a normal life and soon found herself wanting to start a family. Brianna soon got her dream and the couple were soon expecting twins. The pregnancy went smoothly for the first and second trimesters, with Brianna being very mindful of her health, particularly her diet and surroundings. The third trimester slowly became difficult, as Michael had began working more hours, dealing with more overtime shifts. But one night, he didn't come home. Her greatest nightmare soon came true; preparing for labor and delivery...alone.

Extra Information:
-Has a Relationship with the seventh victim: Michael Wilson - Husband (Married Four Years, Together for Seven) - Aged 28
-Her Birthday is October 7th
-Owns Three Cars (Two inherited from late husband)

-Skateboard and Longboard - How Brianna got around after getting used to life in Avalon

-House

-Due to increase in crime, she now carries a gun for self-defense

-Favorite Backpack - Usage stopped after she got pregnant

-Purse - Need to be more lady-like

 

[Huntertabbysandshark3]

Spoiler: N/A

work in progress

Name: marasarvic (mars)/ Sandra colte
Age: 28
Gender: female/ muscle program
Race: cyborg
Occupation: hacker/computer engineer


Appearance: shandra is about 5'9 most of her bodies is made up of mechanical parts or at least covered in it, her arms and legs are completely mechanical, she normally doesn't wear anything over her mechanical body sometimes a jaket, it should also be noted that there is a vocabulator in her chest, that allows marsaravic to speak to others.

cybernetic augmentations: both her legs and arms have been replaced due to her motor function degradation it has a few benefits: increased reaction time, increased stamina, a high level of agility and dexterity,
in addition both her arms and packed with a multitude of tools, most of these are to do her old job as a computer engineer, there is also a plasma cutter in her right arm.
on both her shoulders there are pods containing 6 "tentacle" probes they extend to 4 meters in length there tipped with a variety of micro tools and also a visual sensor to allow for delicate jobs to be performed.
a extra lung filter for dealing with the smog of the mire.
in addition her spinal column has also been replaced.

Personality: sandras is actually a rather, conserved about herself generally soft spoken and tend to just do her job and not say much to anyone if anything you could consider her socially disconnected, even when she does make "friends" she simply treats them like business partners.

Marsaravic on the other hand it a lot more vocal on his/it’s options while never openly out to put Sandra in harms way Mars is not above getting her beat up a little so he can prove his point

Background: Sandra is a interesting person diagnosis with a debilitating genetic diseases in her motor cortex, requiring extensive body modding to repair it, this process was of course extremely expensive, this process was subsided by a experiment they would give sandra the required cybernetics, as long as they allowed them to install a experimental AI, that was required for cohesive motors function with her damages brain. Of course she when through with it, and for many years this worked for her having the AI upgraded with a heads up display and scanning devices when she got engineering job. until about 8 years ago turns out the AI was rather malicious in its programming, almost viral in nature it had over the years interfaced and connected with the rest of her brain growing almost like a tumour using her mind as a processor and hijacking parts of her personality, developing a intelligence, a second person if you will. Calling itself Marsaravic he (yes for some reason it took Sandra’s more masculine traits developing a personality accordingly) began talking to her more not just functioning as a heads up display and just writing messages in text. with its tendrils in the part of her brain that processed audio so that it Marsaravic was literal able to talk to her, at first she was dismissive of him chalking it up to just work stress, although having your body slap you in the face tend to help make you realise that the voice in your head is real. Regardless both of them managed to work out a agreement Sandra wouldn’t go and erase him if he used his skill as a viral AI to help her work. This agreement went extremely well Sandra just had to hook herself up to a system and Marsaravic could go through it and both of them could fix the thing far more efficiently that manually looking. Although in the past 3 years Marsaravic has worked out how to take full control of Sandra’s body leading to what she assumes and bouts of random blacking out, where she would wake up with new modifications to herself a set of things she didn’t buy or nothing at all. She was recently fired from her job due to “unforeseen split personality disorder” especially after the newest addition to her a vocabulator used by Marsaravic to well, talk to others. Although this didn’t really put the duo off there where a lot of people in the private sector that where rather interested in there unquiet skills in the field of “accessing hardware without permit”.

 

[christy]

Spoiler: REDACTED

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name:
mackenzie 'mack' chase raymond

age:
twenty - one

gender:
female

race:
human

occupation:
bartender / con artist

appearance:
being born and raised in one of the poorer districts did nothing to help mack's physique as she grew up. she was a skinny kid, and she transitioned into a skinny adult because having three meals a day was not a privilege that she or her family were entitled to. despite this, she has features that some would call attractive, in a slightly rugged way because of the way she dresses. she highlights her piercing grey eyes with kohl, when she has access to it, and her dirty blonde hair is usually a mess, but it suits her that way. recently, she has taken to bleaching it an even lighter shade, and she usually keeps it cropped short, because it's easier to manage. she's not the tallest person around, standing at a little under five feet tall, nor is she well endowed, but she's certainly stronger than she looks.

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personality:
as someone who's been dealt a bad hand for most of her life, mack is surprisingly optimistic about the world and her future. of course, she has her moments when she can be a little too boisterous or let her temper get the best of her, but most often, mack is lively, energetic, and always looking to help whenever she can, whether the help is for donating a kidney, or helping hide a body.

strengths:
✧ well read | not many expect this from mack, or anyone in the poorer districts really, but mack has always loved reading. whenever she was able to get her hands on books, she jumped at the chance. stealing books is just one of the kinds of theft she participates in, and because of it, mack is much smarter than she lets on.
✧ optimistic | while many would say she is naive, mack believes that her optimism is a strength, because with it, she believes anything can be achieved, and that drives her determination for most things. some would also say it's annoyingly stubborn, but tomato, tomahto.
✧ strong | both physically, and mentally. mack doesn't look like much, but she's been fighting her whole life, because sometimes that was just the way life was in her neighbourhood. it made her stronger, and unwilling to put up with bullshit from other people.

weaknesses:
✧ reckless | mack isn't indecisive. she tends to go with her gut on most things, and she does whatever comes to mind first. as one could guess, this isn't always an optimal solution.
✧ grudges | as much as mack tends to look at the brighter side of things, she unfortunately holds big grudges and for long times. you would think that someone like her would believe in 'forgive and forget', but mack can't forget things so easily, which makes it hard to forgive. on the plus side, there's a very small chance of actually getting on her bad side because she would help you hide a body, so clearly, her morals are a little messed up.
✧ emotional | some would assume that mack is borderline bipolar, with the way her emotions often run high, and the way they can change like the flip of a switch, and a lot of the time, mack's bad decisions are guided by her emotions, which is ultimately what leads her to be reckless in the first place. as well read as she is, she doesn't always think things through.

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despite living in a poor and shady neighbourhood, when mack was born, it felt like life was nice to her, all things considered. she had a loving mother, who made up for the absence of a father figure. she had an older brother, zachary, who was always goofy and made her smile, and she had an uncle who introduced her to reading, and all sorts of other things. living in their apartment that barely fit all of them was hard, but they made it by, even if they had to skip meals sometimes. it remained that way till mack was seven, and her mother was killed.

mack never learned the reason until she was older. she was always told that her mother was hit by a car in a freak accident. mack was never told that her mother, a known prostitute, was instead brutally murdered by a client high on cocaine. mack wouldn't have understood it then, but she understood it now.

her uncle continued to look after her and her brother. when mack was eleven, her brother turned fourteen and started to do what he could to help pitch in at the house. mack never truly learned what her brother did for work till she got older, but he was bringing in money, so their uncle never questioned it. eventually, she wanted in on the business too -- which was basically conning people and stealing. and mack was good at it. she was small, she was persuasive, and she knew just who to bat her eyelashes at. whether for stealth work or up front conversation, mack was pretty good.

of course, their uncle began to wonder now how they were bringing in more money since mack's bartending gig didn't pay that well. they never got to answer him though, because while he was out working one day, he never came home, and the siblings eventually found out that he died. and apparently, there's more to his death than what meets the eye.

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✧ mack is related to the most recent death, that occurred on june 1st. the victim was her uncle, terrance raymond.
✧ mack loves animals. and she loves dogs. she tries to shelter strays whenever she can, or at least try to heal injured ones before letting them go again.
✧ mack has always been fascinated by music. it's a lifelong dream of hers to learn to play the piano or the guitar. she's got a decent singing voice as well.

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[jakthemenace]

Eli's visage looks youthful for his age, but everything else below that is more developed. His stature is lean and around 5'9". He usually prefers to wear business casual clothing (general preppy student attire) and keep himself neat-looking. Sweaters and vests are his favorite clothes to pull on any time of the day. He has many scars from various incidents that he tries to hide through covering them up. However, he can't hide the one that runs up his neck and across his left cheek.

Name:
Elijah (Eli) Hastings

Age:
19

Gender:
Male

Race:
Human

Occupation:
University student studying in forensic science

Connection:
Sixth victim, George Seere, his former professor, 56 at time of death

Personality:
Elijah is a determined individual, willing to go through anything it takes to reach his final destination. One could say that his passion outrivaled any other student that was in his course. But, that passion isn’t backed up by reason or caution. Since his motives are emotionally driven, he thinks little about himself and the dangers that lie ahead, only wanting to be satisfied with complete knowledge. Naiveness is his biggest flaw, often landing himself into very sticky situations that could possibly do harm to him.
With things such as crime scenes, Eli is very thorough and makes note of every detail. Evidence possibly left behind? A fingerprint, or a wiped bloodstain? That could make all the difference. He could only get to that level of observance only if he isn’t disturbed in anyway, which happens most of the time. He does terribly in quick-time situation, often because of lack of street-smarts or waves of fear taking over. Encounters with some not-so-friendly cyborgs recently made him wary of them, but not entirely scared. He’s used to this by now.
However, when cornered, the mouse will bite the cat. He always finds a way to escape, even if it’s violent or poorly planned out. This has even put his life at risk at some point, but anything to finish that research.

Background:
Eli, like all stinking rich humans, was brought up in the tall towers of Skytrop. His father runs a scientific equipment company, leading in the high technology industry. His brother, a much more responsible person, took all the pressure of becoming the next heir of the family business. This left Eli more opportunity to sneak off on his own and do whatever he liked. He didn’t abandon the tradition fully though, as he was inspired to pursue forensic science by a friend of his father, Professor Seere, from an early age.
He got along with him better than he did his parents, which didn’t give much affection to the “lesser” child. Seere was like a paternal replacement and a prominent role model, so much so that he decided to get into the university that he taught for. However, what he didn’t know what that Seere was investigating the serial killings of the “X” murderer behind the scenes.
Seemed like he had delved too far in and landed himself on the target list. The sixth victim, in fact. May 12th, 2258 was the date when Eli heard about his death. His focus on life completely switched to trying his hardest to take what he had started and get to the bottom of the case once and for all. It was his method of coping with his loss, but his grief wouldn’t cease until the deed was done. He would foolishly risk anything, even breaking his comfort bubble to head down to the Mire himself and conduct investigations.​

 

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NAME_ Evander Dolabella

OCCUPATION_ Professional Skytrop Boxer

AGE_ Twenty-Three

DATE OF BIRTH_ December Twenty-Third

HEIGHT_ 5'11ft | 155cm

WEIGHT_ 159lb | 71kg

EYE COLOR_ Dark Brown

HAIR COLOR_ Black

DISTINGUISHING MARKS AND BODY MODIFICATIONS_ N/A

GENDER_ Male

RACE_ Human

NATIONALITY_ Roman

ETHNICITY_ Caucasian

SPOKEN LANGUAGE(S)_ English [/Fluent] | Italian [/Native]

VOICE CLAIM_ Payday 2 - Houston

PERSONA_
Evander gives the impression that his general demeanor is cheerful, eccentric and sarcastic. Despite the surface impression, however, he is generally unassuming and is fairly self-deprecating. He has also confessed to being envious of other people. Nevertheless, he accepts these qualities to be repellent to other people, thus he has gained a love for humour and smiling, and acts in a spontaneous manner. He likely believes he can not maintain friendships otherwise. Evander is very careful with his application of jokes for he believes that they must be improvised, or else they are just common lies, moreover he fully understands how they can cause misunderstandings. Evander overall is kind and mild in private life, while being dignified and firm in public life, his alias is oftentimes dismissed while talking in private. Evander's mood is generally well kept, except when he feels his time has been wasted; then he becomes somewhat depressed and irascible. Contrary to his personality, he distances himself when people start getting too close, as he is obsessed with not becoming obsessed with anything.

Evander looks at a job and doesn't think how fast he'll be able to finish it or how extravagant he wants it, instead he thinks of how he'll be able to get the job done how the contract deems it to be. Evander finds the thrill of a boxing match to be a great feeling, he doesn't take pleasure in the fighting and beating but instead the thrill of surviving and living to tell the tale.

PERSONAL HISTORY_ Evander was born in Rome, Italy. His childhood years were spent learning about as much as possible and being generally well kept by his mother and the many caretakers who took care of him when his family was away. He was born into a rich family, the Dolabella's had a long history in Rome and they weren't about to give it up for anything. The years of being counsel members of Ancient Rome may have passed but his family still had influence over many places; places of criminal activity. Evander had only found out that his father was the owner of a gunrunner business when he was in his mid-teens. His father introduced to the business at that time and although Evander took to it well, he left the career as soon as it started. His father wasn't happy but still decided to support Evander in whatever career he decided to pursue.

His father's gunrunner business influenced the war, not only that, but the many crimes that took place in Italy. On October 4th, 2253, Evander's father's gunrunner business collapsed. From local authorities to the dying economy of aftermarket gun dealers. Evander and his family moved to New America's Avalon after his father was prosecuted and sent to jail for a life sentence; with no hope of parole. New America wasn't any better, Evander's mother had to find a job within a factory and Evander himself had to follow suit. It was tough but they prevailed and got through most of the hardships that was presented in front of them. Evander after quiting his factory job decided to take a shot at becoming a boxer. Something that most italians never thought of nor even dreamed of.

Boxing is a tough occupation, dealing with the pain, struggle, and intense workout schedules is hard but after committing himself to the idea and his mother supporting him, he found himself getting a contract with a boxing company. Only a few years passed before his popularity grew, it wasn't for any specific reason, he was just a good boxer with an odd but good personality. He was the foundation of what came to be the new boxing company he signed up with. Although he was paid in modest amounts, nothing like the business men or athletes of the new age, he still got a lot of benefits. Evander was given housing within Skytrop, he also had the benefit of dental, housing, and many more. He suspects that those are what takes away from his pay but he doesn't mind. One of the better benefits was an assistant, nothing special but the girl was bright and clearly had the more brains between Evander and her. Evander didn't have a relationship with her but found her company worth the modest pay and injuries.

Until, like how most good stories end, tragedy. On April 17, his own assistant, Euna Johnson, was found by Evander to have been murdered at the top of a mire skyscraper. He was called by her saying to meet her there and when he found her, he almost screamed. He wanted to report it to the police, but he decided against it with how everything looked and from Evander's own perspective, it looked as though he had killed her. Evander had to clean the mess up, so he did. Fitting the small woman's body into two trash bags ducttaped together. Cleaning up the blood, and any evidence he could find of her being there. Come around an hour later, he carried her lifeless body inside a couple trashbags to the edge of the skyscraper. He took her out of the trashbags of course, for a traditional roman burial, without all the flair of course. Before he pushed her body over the edge, under her long flowy air, he saw an X engraved on the back of her neck, he didn't think much of it at the time, he didn't want to think of it.

It was the hardest thing Evander ever did, pushing the murdered body of his assistant over the edge of a tall skyscraper down to the smog-ridden land. All he could hope for was her safe travel to the afterlife. He didn't care if he was suspected for her murder, he just wanted her soul to be safe.

Evander still boxes to this day, but with a bit more heart. His new assistant isn't anything to rave over, she's not even good at her job; not like how his old assistant was.

 

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Name: Sabrina Miller
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Occupation: Drone Catering Specialist

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Victim Connections: Cpl. Edward E. Ellington
(AKA "Easy Ed" or "Easy Ell")

Age of Death: 25

Cause of Death: Hijacked Drone Bombing - massive hemorrhage and traumas caused by ordinance shrapnel.

ACPD Notes:
- Traces of ammonium nitrate and other compounds are found. Payload is likely home-procured fertilizer bomb.
- X mark on victim's neck postmortem, with no sign of struggle or environmental displacements.
- Murderer is believed to have frequented the crime scene and left the mark after the bombing.
- No signs of DNA or thermal signatures left behind by killer.

Description:
Third Victim of the recent chains of murder sprees, Edward Eugene Ellington was Sabrina's best friend during her time in the National Guard. They both served together in the Drone Research & Development department, before Ellington's contract ended.

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Spoiler: Writing Sample

Source: Project Frontier: Winter Waltz

The sun glistened in the young girl’s platinum hair, like a duo of weavers prancing about on a canvas of silks. Her round, purple eyes are a pair of ambers refracting the bright, sunny day. In the bright, chilly day of January, the young lady donned a burgundy sweater dress that complimented her dark stockings and a pair of tan, tactical Hi-Tecs. Among the grey suits and monotonous patterns of the lifeless businessmen, the scarlet oak dwelled in the comfort of her desk, drawing the warm caffeine nectar with her rouge lips, as she reflected on the lull of Berlin. Its placid, yet bleak atmosphere disturbed the princess, as she was unaccustomed to the stillness of civilian life. Having been returned from her last mission, the silence at home on Earth was as eerie as the vibrant destruction of lives in space. Her boredom would quickly be dispelled as a bulky figure, whose metallic appearance and silver silks for skins approached her table.

“Guten morgen, Madam. May I view your ID? Reasons to follow: Unregistered civilian concealed-carry.”

The girl looked up to the synthetic drone, whose lifeless eyes, name tape and German accent betrayed his calm, if not expressionless demeanor. She scrutinized his load-bearing vest, then name tape - HN5. She ran her fingers through the air, swiping fro and forth, while her DNAI processed and sent the info. Even she was amazed by how far technologies have ran, and with a flick of a fingertip, much was accomplished. The police drone would stand at attention, raising his right hand for a crisp salute.

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Sabrina is an average young woman, whose presence is generally voided among the crowd, like a gray man. She stands at 5 ft. 9 in. (175cm). Sabrina's appearance resembles that of any average person in Avalon City. Where she lacks the charm of an elegant lady, Sabrina's occasional smiles and friendly gestures are welcoming to most that comes her way. Sabrina's slender, yet well-defined form is a result of her daily exercises. While Sabrina's face is that of a youngster, her nonchalant gestures and reserved way of speaking shows a well-experienced woman in the guise of a teenager, especially when she is usually seen in her immaculate white attires. Evident in her short brown hair and informal shirt and pants, Sabrina is a practical person that usually let her skills speak for itself.

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Sabrina is a generally cheerful and progressive personnel of interests. Growing up in Mire have crafted a certain impetuous drive within Sabrina, as she yearns to escape the bleak end of Avalon City's societal hierarchy. While certainly not one to be burdened with dramas, she is troubled with the recent murder of her best friend. As such, Sabrina is somewhat growing weary with each passing day, as the chains of murders seem to grow with no end in sight.

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Sabrina grew up in the Mire with her best friend Easy Ed, with the latter being a victim of the recent cases of murders. The two served together in the City's National Guard as drone mechanics, knowing all there was to know about operating and maintaining unmanned aerial vehicles. During their time in the Guards, Sabrina's happy-go-lucky personality eventually grew out of her usual tedious habits. As such, she would make the best of things, even in the gloomy and perhaps idle times of their jobs. Alongside Ed, Sabrina learnt much things from the prior. When Sabrina and Ed have finished their term of enlistment, Sabrina put her knowledge of working with drones to good use.

While it was not much for someone with expansive knowledge in the field of drones, Sabrina was less keen on taking on a direct job. Ed's death was still fresh in her mind, and with it a certain yearning to escape from dealing with people directly. By working behind the screen to cater to Skytrop's everyday needs with delivery drones, Sabrina would be able to keep herself at a distance. At least that was the case for a brief while, before she eventually became acquainted with Elijah ( jakthemenace ), whose major in forensic science would prompt her intrigues.

Where law enforcers were hanging in the lull, Sabrina was keen on working with Elijah, of whom she perceived to be someone she could work with to unravel the mysteries of her best friend's death. With the recent letter that she received, as well as Elijah's own connection to the strings of murders, Sabrina's self-endowed sense of justice would propel her forward. No matter the cost, the young woman would have to make do with what she got in order to bring the killer to light - by her own hands if necessary.

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Branch: [NANG] New America National Guard; [ACPD] - Avalon City Police Department (attache / military liaison)
MOS: Drone Research & Development Technician
Status: Honorably Discharged
Rank: Corporal

Deployment History:
Technician - NANG Drone Inspection & Repairs Unit
Technician - NANG Research & Development Department
Field Operator - Drone Pararescue Unit (National Guard & SWAT Joint Operation)
Field Operator - Drone Surveillance & Combat Unit (National Guard & SWAT Joint Operation)
Designated Analyst - ACPD Cybernetics Study Group
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Name: Sonia Caine
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Race: Cyborg
Occupation: Android mechanic

Appearance:

-5’1”
-Weighs 104 lbs
-Usually wears gloves to hide her metal left hand
-Tan skin
-One natural brown eye, one cybernetic blue, often seen wearing shades because of this
-Dark chocolatey hair she often wears out of her face in a low ponytail
-Two little scars that mar her right cheek

Spoiler: Appearance

(If accepted I'll get around to drawing a more refined drawing.)

Personality:

Harshened by the treatment of others and the brutality of life, Sonia is a guarded woman, not at ease with strangers and big crowds. Often she prefers to stick to the sidelines and only become involved in things that the people she trust do, other than that she is independent and quick to judge. She is quick-witted and has a tongue that she needs to keep in check, her retorts and comments have gotten her into drug fuelled fights and cost her more than two little nicks on her cheek. Precision is important to the cyborg, perfectionism is a flaw she has, she will stop at nothing to achieve a flawless outcome which makes her never satisfied. Sonia is stubborn, opinionated and brash with her wording but that doesn’t mean she is uncaring. If she trusts you, you are guaranteed a loyal friend who will support you in all your endeavours even if she disagrees with them. Due to her job, Sonia has knack for being perceptive and critical of her surroundings, often noticing faults and oddities whether it be in a person, room or android.

Background:

Sonia wouldn’t say she had a fantastic childhood, it could’ve been worse, it could’ve been much better. Living with her mother in the slums of the Mire, she would often be left alone to tinker with whatever was laying around whilst her mother struggled to bring enough money in for them to live off of. One night, she never came home. Not because of the dream of abandoning a child, but because she’d gotten involved with some bad folk, leaving Sonia alone in a world full of misfortune and spite. From the beginning of her time in an orphanage, Sonia dealt with the mocking of others. They jeered and sneered, claiming that if she loved technology so much she didn’t deserve to be what they deemed was a proper human. Maybe she has a grudge against kids, but after getting her right eye practically turned to mush from a ‘fun-fight’ I’m sure you’d have something against them if you were her too.

Well, those kids got what they wanted, when she finally left the orphanage she saved up enough to get a cheap eye replacement, making her lesser than every other untouched human apparently. If she cared enough about how others perceived her maybe she wouldn’t have gotten it and just continued bandaging her eye, but the idea of having impaired vision was too terrifying to her. She thought her new eye was quite fantastic, it worked just as well as her normal eye, all it couldn’t do was cry but who needs tears? During this time, Sonia job hopped, picking up whatever she could until she met Mr. Claude Gold. Her first impression of him was laughable, she thought he was pathetic and maybe she wouldn't have stopped thinking that if he didn’t offer her a job.

She didn’t laugh then, only freeze up and become defensive. All her experience with androids had been tinkering with them, fixing broken bots for the nice kids who she pitied and probably got pitied by them too. Accepting the job was difficult, she didn’t know if she’d prove to be useless, and she didn’t want to make this supposedly nice strangers reputation tainted with the knowledge he worked with a cyborg. But she accepted, learnt that this man was called Claude and the two became friends. The job worked out well for the both of them, he would get jobs and requests and Sonia would fix them behind closed doors, keeping everything silent was needed for business to carry on.

That didn’t stop Sonia from going out in her spare time, hanging with the intoxicated people who loved to belittle her at every opportunity. Often she would come back to the workshop with bruises she didn’t want to explain, but her favourites were always the ones that graced her own bloodied knuckles. One night however, her fist was caught in the cage like grip of another who crushed her hand. Not having enough money to fix the shattered bones and restore her mangled hand, she attempted to hide it, only to be discovered and have Claude understandably freak out over it. Although her hand got amputated, it got replaced with a child's replacement which a high Sonia found hilarious. Being eternally grateful to Claude, Sonia promised she’d never go out again and fight.

That promise didn’t last long at the discovery of her closest friends murder.

Extra info:

-Relationship was with the 2nd victim.
-He was her work partner and friend, named Claude Gold aged 27
-Birthday is October 31st

 

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AGE: 25
GENDER: Male
BIRTHDAY: January 21st
ORIENTATION: Bisexual
RACE: Human
Connection: Third Victim [Ethan Adams]

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Kendall stands at 5'11" and has thick, straight black hair. His eyes are a light blue that often appear clouded from the amount of drugs he takes. He's adopted all the physically good traits of his Chinese mother and French father, often being told he's a dark, sexy and "beautiful" man. He also wears small hoop earrings that light up.

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[div class=box2][div class=text2]Kendall is a gentleman and is charming though he may be seen as a flirty guy due to his appearance. He's a relatively chill person unless something really bad happens or he's surprisingly angered. He also really doesn't care for much except his computer tech and video games, although the way he speaks makes it seems like he cares about you. Kendall sort of enjoys the way he makes people squirm in their spot and depend on him, so he may be described as mildly sadistic.

BACKGROUND:
Born and raised in Avalon City, Kendall doesn't know a life away from it. He lived with his single Chinese mother his whole life, unaware of who his father may be. Any time he asked, the question was swiftly turned down. Each rejection led him closer and closer to technology as he attempted to discover who his paternal parent was. Eventually he discovered that his father was a married man that resided in Skytrop, and he couldn't help but feel bitterness for being abandoned. His feelings especially took a turn for the worse after his mother died.

Desperate, he reached out to his father for medical help, but he wasn't even acknowledged. His mother soon died not long after he turned 14, forcing him to continue living in the city alone. He found solace in joining some underground gangs, performing computer duties that no one else could provide. He was able to pay for his education that way and ended up finding a decent job at a gaming company. Unfortunately, his former gang life still follows him every now and then asking for favors.

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DISLIKES: people messing with his stuff, not getting paid
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WIP

Name: Vera Enten
Age: 24
Gender: Female
Race: Cyborg
Occupation: Part-time taxi driver and part-time car mechanic

Appearance:


- Vera is 5'4
- Cyborg part: a left cybernetic eye and left mechanical arm
- Distinguishable Features: Her left eye's iris is silver while her right is brown

Personality: The usual shenanigans.

Background: Vera was born in the Skytrop. Her father was a doctor, while her mother was a stay at home mom. When she was for her father was diagnosed with stage two lung cancer. He was in treatment for 2 years before he passed away because of this. After he passed away, her mother couldn't afford to live in the Skytrop and was forced to move to the Mire with an eight-year-old daughter. Vera's mother managed to get a job as a waitress at a small restaurant.

Include any other stuff. Doesn't matter. Perhaps you may include thoughts on the cyborgs, humans, androids, and human elite. Remember that all cyborgs were once human. A writing sample is also beneficial but that's optional (people I have roleplayed with are excluded because I have seen their writing).