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  • ALBINO TIGERS
    LILIM
    CAMILA GASPARI
    LEGAL NAME
    Camila Gaspari
    AGE & BIRTH
    25 (August 14 , 1996)
    ALIAS
    Lilim
    GENDER
    Female
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    5'3" (160 cm) | 105 lb (48 kg)
    GANG & RANK
    Veteran of the Albino Tigers
    ACTIVE SINCE
    March 14, 2017
    REPUTATION
    A pretty rose full of thorns
    Home District
    West District
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    Camila is a woman of average height and a somewhat slender frame, her hair is silver and short in the shape of an overgrown pixie cut with a pair of symmetrical black patches (which her parents playfully call her "panda ears"), she often wears revealing "punk" clothes, but doesn't shy away from wearing more regular feminine clothing regularly (her clothes cover just enough to hide a few scars she's gained over the years as a Tiger).

    As of Arc 3, her hair has grown over the last 8 months, reaching her shoulders.
    PERSONALITY
    Do not let her rosy cheeks and big eyes fool you, for Camila is a selfish, egomaniac, materialistic person as well as a compulsive liar. She likes to badmouth people and speak highly of herself, as well as being more than happy to play dirty in order to have things go her way. She's also very split in her behavior when it comes to interacting with fellow tigers. With her superiors (King, Queen, Jack, Ace, Older Veterans) she takes on a very obedient attitude, often agrreeing with them and doing their bidding with a fake smile in order to get in their favor. With those below her like the rookies, however, she acts pretty smug and (at least tries to) pushes them around and gives them orders.

    Not all of her is negative though, as she's surprisingly kind to those she manages to grow attached to, this is best displayed with her family, which she behaves noticeably decent with, specially her nephew and niece whom she's willing to say she love.

    She's also quite the flirtatious girl, with attractive men always catching her attention, leading to her often putting her responsabilities aside for a while in order to flirt with them. She often mentions that her ideal man is one who's smart, funny, handsome, ripped, wealthy and is willing to ask how was her day after he comes back from work.
    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY
    Not a lot is worth mentioning about Camila prior to joining the tigers, as for an HP her life was surprisingly uneventful. Born to a middle class family as the middle child of three, Camilla had a pretty healthy and loving upbringing, except for the fact that her ego was incredibly inflated by her HP traits, her tail being particularly popular among her friends...That is, until one day in middle school she accidentally had sent someone to the hospital with her tail, which gained the contempt and apathy of her classmates, being dubbed the "toxic tail freak" from that day on.

    Camila grew bitter of their attitude, she should be admired and showered in love, yet no one wanted to be close to her because of ONE accident. As a way to relief herself from her frustrations, she started to bully her classmates and act more and more rebellious, which ended up in her repeating a year in highschool. Her cocky bully attitude did not last that long, however, as eventually she picked a fight with someone who, unbeknownst to her, was an HP with a special ability just like her, who proceeded to severely beat her up, destroying her physically and emotionally, her ego shattering and become a fragile shell of its former shell.

    This also served as a calling, though, as Camila realized that if she couldn't do much alone, she could join a group of people and have them do the things for her. Her sights were set on the albino tigers, who not only controlled the area she lived in, but also seemed to hold values that were quite right up her alley, as Camilla sure enjoyed the idea of having a fat wallet. The months and years passed as she worked hard between regular jobs and minor criminal activity in order to amass the money necessary to join the legendary gang. And once she finally achieved her goal and joined among their ranks... nothing really happened. No one noticed her that much, she never got in a noteworthy position of power, nor did her wealth increase by orders of magnitudes (even though here earnings are pretty generous compared to most common people). Yes, despite being technically a successful member of the Albino Tigers, Camila is far from satisfied with her current position in the group just yet.
    RELATIONSHIPS
    TBA
 
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  • SCARLET PHOENIXES
    VIRTUOSO
    MILO NAGISA
    LEGAL NAME
    Milo Nagisa
    AGE & BIRTH
    22 (October 15, 1998)
    ALIAS
    Virtuoso
    GENDER
    Male
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    5'10" (177.8 cm) | 150 lb (65 kg)
    GANG & RANK
    Rookie of the Scarlet Phoenixes
    ACTIVE SINCE
    12/14/2021
    REPUTATION
    A normal guy out for revenge
    Home District
    South District
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    Milo is a young man with messy, platinum blonde hair and golden eyes. He's usually got at least one chalk, paint, or ink mark somewhere on his person. He wears a crumpled Academy uniform most days, sometimes under his coveralls which he wears when he's painting. His ears are pierced.
    PERSONALITY
    When he was younger, Milo was a listless, cynical boy who professed to not care about anything. A childhood friend was the only one who could pull Milo out of his shell of nonchalance, and encourage him to see the world as a place worth living in. Today, Milo lives to honor his friends memory, and avenge his death.
    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY
    Milo was born in the South of New Oasis to Phoenix parents who have both since retired from Gang Life to sit on the Board. Milo, in typical rebellious teen fashion, decided he wanted nothing to do with his parents or their sordid legacy with a violent, murderous gang.

    A childhood friend—himself by then a proud Scarlet Phoenix—was the only one who could ever drag Milo out of his apathetic lethargy. The only one who could convince Milo of his worth, convince him that he had something besides death to offer the world. He was the one who convinced Milo to take his gifts and hone them, out from under the spectre of expectation... And so Milo went.

    Years later, away at school, Milo heard about the hurricane on the news. Heard how it had decimated the South, his home. Heard how it claimed many lives, his childhood friend's among them. His closest companion presumed dead (the body was never recovered; a sad, but not uncommon story from that day), Milo sank into a familiar kind of darkness.

    After spending over a year wallowing in his grief, and seeing that no justice has been wrought for the wrongful deaths of his friend and so many others, Milo has decided that enough is enough.
    RELATIONSHIPS
    Nanami - Milo's childhood friend. The two of them grew apart when Milo chose to leave New Oasis instead of join the Scarlet Phoenixes. He died in the Hurricane.

    Boltius Beckman - One of Milo's best friends. They met in middle school (via Nanami), and remained close throughout high school until Boltius joined the Phoenixes and Milo left town.
 
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  • SCARLET PHOENIXES
    MIRRORMAN
    HITOSHI YAMAKAWA
    LEGAL NAME
    Hitoshi Yamakawa
    AGE & BIRTH
    40 (June 12, 1982)
    ALIAS
    Mirrorman
    GENDER
    Male
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    6'00" (182.88 cm) | 180 lb (82 kg)
    GANG & RANK
    Veteran of the Scarlet Phoenixes
    ACTIVE SINCE
    2001
    REPUTATION
    Lazy, Aloof, Aniki
    Home District
    South District
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    Hitoshi has a generally unkempt appearance reflective of his lazy and carefree nature as he spends much of his time partying in the streets, making him look more like a bum than a gang member. Sporting a distinct look of frazzled, disheveled hair as well as a dirty, faded red suit that has seen thousands of late nights, Hitoshi looks like a 90s partygoer lost in time as he continues his never ending search for a good time.
    PERSONALITY
    Friendly, outgoing and eccentric: Hitoshi is easy to start up a conversation with anyone he considers a friend and is incredibly good-spirited, always giving advice and encouragement to those who need it. He also is incredibly lazy himself as he seeks to always find the easiest way to deal with a situation and to reduce as much stress onto himself as possible, living by the mantra of 'going with the flow' as hard as he can. However, when should a situation arise when he is needed he will not hesitate to be there to deal with it.
    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY
    A delinquent from an early age, Hitoshi grew up in an impoverished household with mostly free reign as both his parents were quite often at work and weren’t home often and thus caused quite a bit of trouble without supervision. Shoplifting, vandalizing, trespassing, and getting into trouble with the police often took up his time rather than focusing on school. Worse still was when he obtained his potentiality, giving him an even easier time to go about his delinquency and causing headaches for businesses as he shifted in and out of windows and mirrors with ease.

    It was a chance meeting that fate would have where a young Hitoshi would cross paths with a veteran member of the Scarlet Phoenixes in 2001 after attempting to steal their wallet. A chase ensued and while Hitoshi was eventually caught due to his inexperience, he impressed them enough to warrant a sponsorship to get into the Phoenixes to bring some order and control into the young man’s life.

    When faced with his trial, he passed and was officially welcomed into the gang. Since then, he has remained a loyal member who since then has mellowed out quite a bit and became the laid back, friendly man he is today. For his abilities, he gained the name Mirrorman from his peers which stuck to him like glue as he embraced its corniness. But despite his veteran status, Hitoshi has been rather disconnected from the gang's many activities following the betrayal of his oath-brother, Ryutaro Hashimoto, who departed on terms that left Hitoshi devastated mentally and emotionally. For the many years following, as a result, Hitoshi delved deep into drugs and alcohol to try to hide from the pain; thus, resulting in him becoming what many see as a pathetic character wrapped up in a shell of constant self-hatred and misery.

    But, following the events of the earthquake in Central, Hitoshi has made the effort to change his ways. After Ryoma was crippled during the operation to save him from a bunch of foreign, Oranjese goons, Hitoshi realized that his self-destruction inflicted pain on the people around him. Now he has gone clean and takes an active effort to not only rebuild himself, but also to do what is right for the people who have stood by him after all this time.
    RELATIONSHIPS
    Ryutaro Hashimoto - A relationship as complicated as it is devastating. By Sankai tradition, they are brothers as if they were from the same family from the oath they had made in their younger years. However, Ryu's betrayal and subsequent joining of the Albino Tigers sent Hitoshi down a rabbit hole of depression and drugs/alcohol abuse that he only just now has started to recover from.

    Charlie Hughes - Hitoshi finds himself being almost like a protective, older family member to the young man; and he would do anything to make sure Charlie is doing alright in life. Being a gangster isn't the easiest, or best, vocation for anyone. After their combined efforts to save lives at the mall in Central, Hitoshi became grateful that his drug induced rage was stopped by Charlie before he went too far and took a life.

    Kaede Shimokōbe - An old friend, and one that Hitoshi cares for deeply. With Kaede's return to New Oasis, Hitoshi finds himself a new person he knows he can rely on to be there for him - especially when he is on a new path in his life. One that she had tried for years to get him on.

    Hector Moses - The now King of the Scarlet Phoenixes is also one of Hitoshi's good friends. Despite Hector's own problems, he has always tried to help get Hitoshi on the right track to pick up the pieces of his life and move on. As such, Hitoshi supports and knows that Hector will do great in his newfound leadership role.

    Ashley Hart - Also another figure from the Phoenixes that has tried to get Hitoshi clean for a while; and now that he has, Hitoshi is grateful to have such a supporting and kind friend to have his back on his journey forward.

    Daigo Asanuma - WIP
 
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    • AZURE DRAGONS
      Countess
      Dyne Enjyre
      LEGAL NAME
      Dyne Enjyre
      AGE & BIRTH
      25 (May 25, 1996)
      ALIAS
      Countess
      GENDER
      Female
      HEIGHT | WEIGHT
      5'8" (173 cm) | xx lb (xx kg)
      GANG & RANK
      Rookie of the Azure Dragons
      ACTIVE SINCE
      2020
      REPUTATION
      Scarlet woman; overpowering
      Home District
      East District
      GENERAL DESCRIPTION

      In Dyne's captivating beauty lies a danger lurking under. Oh, not so deep only the most acute can sense it, but not so shallow that some fools would not notice until it is too late. Dyne is of average height, of average weight, and nothing else. There is a siren call in every honeyed 'darling' she utters, and a vixen ensnarement in the bewitching make-up she perfects each time. She screams of a textbook femme fatale, a dangerous woman wise men know to avoid at all cost.

      PERSONALITY

      Dyne slides with ease into conversations, natural as fish swimming down the current. A little sense of humor plays into her everyday, while giggles and small laughter are frequent guests of her speech. Really, it is difficult to stay serious for long to one so not so. Life is decisively for fun, and it is not fun to be all grumpy Mr. Serious, is it darling?

      Oh, Dyne will not call herself a hedonist, but she might as well be one. Anything she wants, she will do. Dyne has a persistent quality in line with her way of life. In her lackadaisical manner lies an unshakeable belief in herself to go through what she wants regardless of the price and consequence that follows.

      HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY

      To avoid a succession battle in the family, Dyne Enjyre was raised as the adopted daughter of her uncle. Her relationship with her brother was amicable. Instead of working in the family company, she pursued a career in modelling, prim as a model could be, lowkey as someone uninterested in her family large fortune could possess. Unfortunately, following her uncle's death, pressure from the outer family soon led her to be 'exiled' to Oasis City. The reason behind it? The inheritance she received from her uncle which caused many to turn green. Really, though it was said to be an exile, her brother started her with a lump sum and a generous monthly stipend, so it was not too bad.

      The hounds chased her to Oasis so she could die, but Dyne laughed behind their back. She had long revealed her status as a HP, but her true Potential was something she kept secret from even her brother. So, when hired gangsters barged to her house one night, she cleaned them easily. Slowly, too, as their terrified, whimpering eyes watched her knife dissect their stomachs open. Then, Dyne disappeared into the night.

      Really, if anything, life just got more boring once she was in Oasis. She couldn't model anymore, obviously, or vacation elsewhere. The only saving grace of the city was the handsome men and the relish her Potential brought to play. It all started from her most loyal butler, but soon she found several men at her every beckons and commands. Really, it just couldn't be helped~

      But after a year or so, Dyne found herself ill at ease. Words from overseas said her brother was facing difficulties, but she could do nothing. He had always been her best support that it never occurred to her that he could fail. But now, she felt like she was nothing but a drain of funding. Oh, Drevis was happy to pay her, she knew, but she couldn't help but feel useless for once. If those wretched relatives send people again and caught her to attack Drevis, she wouldn't be able to feel good. Certainly not.

      Should she apply to one of the gangs? She didn't know much, really, but the stories she heard about the work is awfully interesting. Should she? Yes, yes, and obviously, she chose Azure Dragons. She lived in that district anyway, and it was better to be around familiar faces. What she needed was a different pleasure from the flesh one, and perhaps a bit experience with power.

      With a cheerful hum, Dyne started concocting a plan to join the gang.

      RELATIONSHIPS

      • Faris Dwi Arima: A loyal butler. He had been with Dyne for over a decade. Following Dyne's exile to New Oasis, he terminated his contract to follow her. Their relationships have never been strictly professional, but there was now no need to hide it in New Oasis. Currently, he worked in the bar Dyne occupied, working as a bartender.
      • Jonathan Howls: A laid-back manager. He fell into debt following an expensive medical operations. Dyne caught him when he tried to rob her out of desperation. Instead of turning him to the Dragons, she offered to pay his debt and a place in her establishment. He was grateful of the arrangement and currently served as the bar's manager.
      • Jackson Reese Alessi: Birds of a feather. A Rookie of Azure Dragons that helped Dyne into Azure Dragons and eased her into the responsibilities that follows. They have a peculiar understanding of one another that keep them very close and distant from each other for good or bad
      • Izumi Hitohira: A young hero. A Veteran of Azure Dragons whose outstanding quality attracts Dyne just as hers attracts him when they first met. It feels right for them to be together, like a couple meant to be.
      • Hector Moses: Ace of Scarlet Phoenixes. They met in a bar, high with the fervor and atmosphere. Their relationship is like that: a crazed spark that mutes with the light of dawn. They don't need more than that.
      • Shen Yue: King of Azure Dragons. He accepted Dyne into the Dragons after Jackson's suggestion. Though she feels like there isn't much going on in the King's head, Dyne tries to stay away from the King as much as possible.
      • Yuudai Fuse: King of Sable Serpents. He met Dyne just as she arrived on the city. Their bond was exciting thanks to their Potential, though Yuudai cut contact as soon as he heard Dyne has joined the Dragons. Dyne thinks it's a pity.
 
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  • ALBINO TIGERS
    COWBOY JACK
    JACK MONTAÑA
    LEGAL NAME
    Jack Montaña
    AGE & BIRTH
    26 (July 15, 1995)
    ALIAS
    Cowboy Jack
    GENDER
    Male
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    5’10 (178 cm) | 176 lbs (80 kg)
    GANG & RANK
    Veteran of the Albino Tigers
    ACTIVE SINCE
    2013
    REPUTATION
    The Rootinest Tootinest Cowboy
    Home District
    West District
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    Jack has medium length jet black hair that he parts down the middle. He can be easily identified by his signature cowboy hats and large gold buckle with a mountain engraved on it.
    PERSONALITY
    Jack isn’t the quick to anger type, but if there’s anything that sets him off it’s disloyalty and betrayal. Otherwise, he’s a levelheaded, hard work-appreciating, rootin’ tootin’ cowboy. He takes great pride in his family’s history as farmers. He’s dead set on growing his wealth, power, and trustworthy connections.

    Likes:
    -Cowboy Hats
    -Cowboy Boots
    -Animals of all shapes and sizes
    -Spending time with Jessi
    -Drinking
    -Long rides with Henry
    -Deez
    -Homemade Biscuits
    -Thiccness

    Dislikes:
    -A liar
    -A traitor
    -The scent of lavender
    -Picking on people much weaker than you
    -Beating around the bush
    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY
    Jack was born to Edward & Luisa Montaña, two west Tolec farmers living in the countryside. Jack spent most of his childhood learning about his duties and expectations with his brothers, Eddie Jr. and Johnboy, to one day take over the family business themselves. The Montañas were a simple folk, but over many generations had developed their land, and their wealth. One fateful night when Jack was 15, a massive storm rolled across Tolec, devastating everything in its path. A fire took hold at the farm and before anything could be done, it was burned to the ground. Jack was the only survivor that night, leaving him orphaned and alone. He inherited the entirety of his family’s wealth, and shortly thereafter his distant cousins in New Oasis would adopt him. Taking Jack to a completely new life, one that would change him forever.

    Jack’s new family, the Castillos, lived in the western district (zone 3). They had a modest home, but weren’t nearly as wealthy as the Montañas had been. Along with the new environment of a big city, Jack felt like a fish out of water. Up until that point Jack had been homeschooled alongside his brothers, but the Castillos couldn’t continue that sort of life with Jack instead enrolling him into West End High School where his cousin Marcus attended. He immediately felt out of place, and was often at the butt end of the jokes of his classmates. It was also about this time that Jack first discovered his potentiality. After waking and going through his morning routine, Jack realized he had quite a bit of stubble on his chin. “Huh, I don’t have any razors…” As the thought crossed his mind, a razor materialized before his eyes. He cut his chin that morning as it had been the time he ever tried to shave.

    A few months later, Jack’s life hadn’t exactly gotten easier. Only having made 1 good friend (Jessi Tremul) in his time at West End, he was often bullied by a group of some of his classmates. One day in particular Jack had been cornered by the ne’er-do-wells, and they started to lay into him, taking turns beating his ass. Just as Jack was on the brink of consciousness, the final blow coming towards him, he squeezed his eyes shut. But the punch didn’t land, at least not directly. Opening his eyes, before him was a floating broadsword that seemed to have blocked the aggressor’s punch. Quick to his feet Jack countered back, sending the blade flying towards his attackers. Leaving them with multiple series of cuts all across their bodies’. He went on to make their lives a living hell until they graduated.

    After turning 18 Jack finally gained control of inheritance which had been far greater than his adopted parents had let on. It turns out they'd been hiding the true sum of money from him whilst trying to find a loophole that would allow them to steal which was rightfully his. After learning of this Jack was livid. Without so much as a word, he left that very night, slashing their tires as a last goodbye before going to live with Jessi.

    Later that year, after spending a few nights at the Railroad Casino with Jessi, Jack decided after a few drinks that he was “...gonna' go up and join 'em Tiger fellers”. Ever since he’s been taking and banking. Shortly after joining the Tigers, Jack and Jessi opened up “La Montaña” a clothing store specializing in leather and cowboy attire.
    RELATIONSHIPS
    Jessi Tremul-
    Jack’s best pal in the whole wide world.
 
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  • SCARLET PHOENIXES
    RIOT
    ASHLEY HART
    LEGAL NAME
    Ashley "Ash" Hart
    AGE & BIRTH
    22 (February 14, 2000)
    ALIAS
    Riot
    GENDER
    Male
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    5'11" (181 cm) | 170 lb (77 kg)
    GANG & RANK
    Veteran of the Scarlet Phoenixes
    ACTIVE SINCE
    2019
    REPUTATION
    Wild, loyal dog
    Home District
    South District
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    Just barely missing the 6ft mark, Ashley stands at 5'11". After joining the Phoenixes, he dyed his hair to have red streaks, being a way to represent his gang and honor an old friend. The crimson limbal rings around his teal irises glow brighter when his Potential activates, giving him an intense look. Each of his ears have four piercings, giving him eight in total. He can usually be seen wearing the bomber jackets that come from his large collection.
    PERSONALITY

    Ashley is rough around the edges, to say the least. He's an uncouth young man who doesn't care very much for being reserved or tactful, often speaking without thinking. For better or worse, he wears his heart on his sleeve and doesn't care about the result. Naturally, this tends to create conflict with other people, which he will never shy away from.

    He loves fighting and always looks forward to throwing punches with tough people, getting excited when he comes across someone that can give him a run for this money. He's not shy and will approach someone just to get into a fight. Brawls are supposed to be a fun way to pass the time and relieve stress, so he doesn't feel bitter about losing, provided that he's not doing a job. Of course, he doesn't only fight when he's looking for entertainment.

    Ashley is quick to respond with violence if someone insists on ticking him off, never hesitating to knock them out. However, when angry, he doesn't go red in the face and start screaming. He's the type of person who smiles when enraged, which tends to unnerve the people who find themselves on the receiving end of his energetic wrath.

    He's selfish and impulsive, but he's surprisingly loyal to those he considers friends. Instead of being loyal to groups, he's loyal to people. It doesn't matter what gang someone is from or what kind of background they have. If he likes someone, they're his bud and he'll go far for them. He'll put himself on the line and take damage for people, believing that if someone has to get hurt, it might as well be the guy who gets something out of it. However, he acknowledges that there are times when he'll need to choose between the gang and other people.

    He isn't always acting wild and ruthless. While sitting around and doing nothing isn't his favorite thing in the world, he can relax just like anyone else. He can be pretty intimidating, but he's usually a pretty friendly guy. He's an energetic young man who's looking to have a good time, and he has a pretty open mind. He also has a soft spot for people with terrible backgrounds, but it's not enough to make him go easy on scumbags.

    When tame, a few of his more innocent qualities show. He isn't exactly stupid, but Ashley can be pretty dense at times, failing to pick up on things that should be obvious to everyone. In some ways, he's rather pure-hearted.

    Ashley loves freedom and being able to live however he wants. His personality could be considered suitable for a gang like the Sable Serpents, which he won't deny. However, even someone like him has lines he won't cross, and he could never join a gang that peddles drugs. He doesn't want to be part of a group responsible for making people's lives worse and giving those with Potential a bad rep. All gangs have their bad sides, but the snakes have the worst.

    Setting aside his issues with the Serpents, Ashley's motivation to join the Phoenixes partly comes from his desire to be accepted by others. Even though he refuses to admit it, he hates how things have turned out with his parents and wants to feel what it's like to have a family again. After losing his friends, he wants to find those coveted bonds in the gang.

    Likes:
    -Fighting
    -Ramen
    -Sukajan
    -Motorcycles
    -Combat sports
    -Pro wrestling
    -Big dogs

    Dislikes:
    -Cops
    -Drugs
    -Being drunk (gets embarrassingly clingy)
    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY

    History: Ashley had it pretty easy as a kid. He lived in a good neighborhood with plenty of friends and cheerful neighbors, never having to worry about a thing. He owed all of that to his father, a police officer that he and everyone else respected. In his eyes, his father was the best thing in the world. He kept people safe, doing his best to put away the bad guys and protect the city. Thanks to his efforts, Ashley was able to live each day to the fullest, not having a care in the world. However, the perfect life his father made for him shattered because of the dumbest thing.

    While playing with his friends, Ashley got a little too adventurous and ended up falling from a tree. He got a broken bone for his efforts, but it was far from a serious injury. It was something a lot of kids had experience with, but for the young boy who'd never even gotten so much as a paper cut, that injury was a big deal. It was the first time he'd ever felt pain like that. It hurt like hell and he wanted to cry, hoping his mom and dad would make it all better. However, that urge to bawl his eyes out quickly started to fade away as the pain was accompanied by another sensation. Tears were still in the corner of his eyes and his arm still burned, but something else rushed through his body. He was experiencing the worst thing that had ever happened in his easy life, but he'd never felt better. That's when he got his first taste of his Potential and when his life started to fall apart.

    He hated pain. He would've been happy if he never had to experience it again. However, he couldn't forget the other feeling that came along with it. It was as if his body wanted to constantly be in that energized state, craving the strength that was granted by his Potential. He was young and didn't know how to handle all the new things at once, so he was easily overwhelmed by the urge to seek out that rush again.

    His parents were of no help. When he first came to them with questions about what was happening to him, a small crack formed in their relationship. The kind expression on his father's face turned grim, and Ashley was told to ignore what was happening and act as if everything was normal. All he had to do was live like an ordinary person. He was scared at that moment, but as soon as he nodded his head, the frightening look on his father's face was gone and he felt relieved.

    He tried his best to do what his father said, but resisting his body's demands was impossible. He had to give it what it wanted, but he didn't want to risk upsetting his father and end up on the receiving end of his scary expression again. That's why he decided to act in secret, trying not to disappoint anyone. He started inflicting minor injuries on himself when his parents weren't looking, small enough to hide while still painful enough to satisfy his cravings. Unfortunately, he, like a lot of kids, was terrible at hiding things and was eventually caught by his mom.

    After his father heard about what he'd been up to, Ashley felt those cold eyes staring into his soul once again. This time, they were accompanied by harsh words spoken with a chilling tone. His father repeated his words from last time, telling him to ignore what was happening. He then let out a groan, not even trying to hide his irritation as he wondered why he couldn't have had a normal child. Hearing that, Ashley felt his heart break. All the love his father had for him seemed to evaporate.

    After that incident, Ashley began to see what kind of person his father really was. Everything the man did was for the sake of maintaining an image. Once something came along and threatened to ruin what he built up, he tried to get rid of it as soon as possible. Unfortunately, Ashley's Potential wasn't something that could be dealt with by just pretending it didn't exist, so he stopped trying to keep up appearances around him. As long as everyone else still saw him as he wanted them to, he was fine with dropping the perfect, loving father act.

    As soon as Ashley entered his teenage years, he began acting out as a way to vent his frustrations and get back at his father. He became crude and aggressive, which often got him into trouble with authority and other delinquents. Most of his time was spent getting into fights, and he'd built up a reputation for being tough to beat. The fighting helped him get used to his Potential and he no longer felt addicted to the power it gave him. He found a way to deal with everything on his own, never getting any help from a father who couldn't understand what he was going through. His mother was no better, always agreeing with whatever his father said and leaving him to suffer.

    Ashley's relationship with his parents had gotten much worse. They were always arguing, which usually ended with him rushing out of the house. Roaming the streets with a bad attitude attracted all kinds of annoying people that tried to pick fights with him, but he had no problems with that. He enjoyed fighting, and it was a good way to let off steam. Of course, that just created more friction between him and his parents. Eventually, his father's patience reached its limit.

    After serving as an officer for many years, his father was making a serious attempt at becoming the commissioner of the police department. The image he'd been trying to maintain his entire life was meant to help him achieve that goal, but Ashley threatened everything. His behavior was problematic, but his Potential was the biggest issue. Because gangs were full of members with strange and dangerous abilities, many people didn't think well of those who possessed power, even if they lived ordinary lives. Everything about Ashley gave his father trouble. If a man couldn't control his own son, how could he control the police?

    Like always, his father only cared about his image, and it infuriated him. He hated everything about the man's attitude, and he told him as much during a particularly heated argument. He knew that his father would probably be a lot happier if he wasn't around, as it would make things go a lot smoother if he didn't have someone around to track mud all over his reputation. His father didn't even try to deny that, so he decided to give him what he wanted. Neither of his parents tried to stop him as he stormed out of the house, promising that he'd never come back.

    Full of anger, Ashley wandered the streets while looking for a way to relieve his stress. He quickly found what he was looking for after bumping into a stranger who looked just as irritated. It didn't take long for them to start throwing punches, doing their best to knock each other out. Most of Ashley's fights ended pretty quickly, but his new sparring partner turned out to be a lot tougher than he looked. As it turned out, the guy had powers just like him.

    The fight was brutal and lasted for what felt like hours, but it ended abruptly when both of them crashed into a bunch of garbage cans, covering them in filth. At that moment, their anger faded away and they laughed at how dumb they looked. They couldn't even remember what they'd been fighting about just a second ago. That's how he became friends with Aaron.

    He and Aaron were a lot alike. Both of them had powers and problems that most people couldn't understand. Nobody knew what they were going through. Because of that, they decided to form a group of people like them. They were just a bunch of kids with nothing to their names, but they made a place for themselves in the world and took down anyone who threatened it. Some people in their group even joked about how they'd become the next big gang and take over the city. They just laughed about it, never really aiming for that sort of goal. Nobody wanted to get involved with the dumb stuff that gave other people with Potential a bad reputation. Everyone was content as long as they had each other and the freedom to live however they wanted.

    While they tried to avoid getting mixed up with the more troublesome gangs, it was easier said than done. They often ended up getting into fights with people who tried to push them around and take what little they had. Conflicts like that were easily settled, but the real problem came from the police who couldn't distinguish one gang from the other. They gave Ashley and his friends a lot of trouble, trying to make arrests after a case of mistaken identity. It should've been easy to resolve the situation, but things became much worse when a minor gang strolled in, intent on getting revenge for an earlier defeat. As tensions rose, a scared officer accidentally fired their weapon, severely injuring an NP member of Ashley's group. That's when it all went downhill.

    It didn't matter if the gunshot was an accident. People retaliated against the cops, which sparked a large conflict between the three sides. As sirens blared in the distance and friends fell to the ground, Ashley couldn't do a thing. Aaron pulled him away, refusing to let him get caught. No matter how much he argued, his friend wouldn't listen, forcing him to leave as he promised to catch up later. Believing in that lie was his greatest mistake.

    Getting as far away from the conflict as he could, Ashley kept fighting the urge to turn back and break his promise to Aaron. Before he could give in, a squad car pulled up in front of him, preventing him from going any further. He was prepared to resist, but that wouldn't be necessary. The passenger door opened to reveal his father, and the man he hadn't seen in so long told him to get in. While he had no interest in going anywhere with him, he was backed into a corner and didn't have the luxury of turning down a ride.

    There was an awkward silence between them as they rode in the car. Ashley just kept wondering why he had to run into his father at that moment. He wasn't sure if the man was responding to the incident with his friends or some other call, but he kept thinking about the possibility of being taken to the police station. As if his thoughts were being read, his father assured him that he wasn't in any trouble. The man said that he wanted him to come back home, and for a moment, Ashley felt glad. As much as he hated his father, he couldn't help but respond to the thought of being able to live normally with his family again. However, he should've known better than to think his father was capable of changing.

    His father did want him home, but he was still only interested in helping himself. He started mentioning a bunch of crazy ideas he had on how to make use of Ashley's status as an HP, asking him to go undercover in one of the four major gangs and collect intel. If that didn't work, he proposed that Ashley be used as some kind of poster boy for a program that would aim to rehabilitate troubled youth with Potential. All of it was for the sake of bettering his image and becoming commissioner.

    Ashley couldn't hold in his anger after hearing what his father said. As soon as they parked, he punched his father in the face, knocking him out. He could've done a lot worse, but he didn't want to waste any more energy. After taking his father's baton for himself, he left him passed out in the car and walked off. That was the last time he saw his father.

    When he returned to his old stomping grounds, nobody was there waiting for him. Everyone from his group was gone now, either dead or locked up in a cell. The same went for Aaron. He didn't know what became of his friend and nobody else seemed to have the answer. He was alone again, back to roaming the city and getting into fights with strangers. He beat down anyone who ticked him off, including other people with Potential. The only fight worth talking about was one with some older man with a nasty attitude. After putting him in his place, the guy started begging for mercy, saying that he needed to complete a trial. Ashley didn't know what the guy was talking about and he didn't care about his problems, so he just left him passed out in an alley. It wasn't a very memorable fight, but he did take interest in the trial. That interest would eventually lead him to the Scarlet Phoenixes, where he'd complete a trial of his own.
    RELATIONSHIPS
    TBA
 
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  • ALBINO TIGERS
    IROI
    Passeri Park
    LEGAL NAME
    Passeri Park
    AGE & BIRTH
    27 (Janurary 2nd, 1994)
    ALIAS
    Iroi
    GENDER
    Female
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    5'2" (157 cm) | 109 lb (49 kg)
    GANG & RANK
    Jack of the Albino Tigers
    ACTIVE SINCE
    2011
    REPUTATION
    ☆ Marketing ☆
    Home District
    West District
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    Recently dispossessed of her trademark pep and glow, the pop star Iroi has been looking a bit worse for wear. Keen observers would notice a drop in her weight, and her meticulously maintained appearance has become a bit less perfectly prim. Shadows have become familiar with her eyes, and her hair's silvery sheen has become a bit less glamorous.
    PERSONALITY
    Our☆Dream's premier talent, Passeri Park, better known as Iroi, is the bright star shining in the night sky! Her musical career, which has spanned more than a decade, has taken her from humble origins, right into the spotlight!

    She's been described by fans and staff alike as a shockingly pleasant, and down to earth young woman, always sporting a smile on her face and pep in her step. The legendary Tenny Gallon rated her as one of the best guests he's had in years, and after her recent appearance on Ronan, ole O'Lyon was quick to agree!

    She's had plenty of detractors over the years, of course, after all, what star doesn't have their fair share of haters, but she's always managed to turn the other cheek and keep moving forward! Our☆Iroi is a woman of many, many talents, but her greatest by far is her ability to keep her face forward, and her eyes fixed on the horizon! She'll hurtle over roadblocks, and leave everybody who tries to stop her in the dust!

    Her altruistic, forgiving heart has won the hearts of many, but it's her ambitious personality filled with the blazing flowers of passion that has gotten her as far as she has! She's always at the forefront of her songwriting, touring, and choreographic process. No part of her work goes untouched by her very own hand! She even spares time for the cast and crew involved with her shows, always making sure they are well paid and catered to. Rumors say that she's even given the odd, lucky crewmember free concert tickets!

    She's not totally perfect though, despite how it may look! Passeri can be awfully impish on occasion, and her purity that defies her age has gotten her into no end of trouble over the years. Healing the hearts of her fans isn't easy work either, and she's been known to totally binge on ice cream and cookies when she's feeling down. Don't worry though, because she's a tougher cookie than those rock hard ones that your granny made once!

    So, everybody out there, please give our favourite star a chance! Just as sure as the sun will rise in the morning, we here at Our☆Dream Entertainment are sure that she'll warm your heart, no matter how weary it might be! She's our Passeri, your Iroi, and the brightest star in the cosmos!

    © 2020 - 2021 Our☆Dream Entertainment | All Rights Reserved​
    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY
    Brandy Baker was born in a run-down motel, in a bathtub. She spent her early childhood as the only and generally unwanted daughter of a pair of drug addicts, who'd only kept her in the first place so they could funnel the meager subsidy they'd receive to raise their child to further their 'habit'.

    It was a surprise, then, when they discovered that their daughter had been born with a Potential. Suddenly, the girl who they'd been planning to only barely raise presented them with a golden goose. Passeri's parents were still hardly warm to her, but they afforded her more attention, and more care than they would've had she been born a normal girl. Her meals, which originally might've been thin soups, changed into sandwiches and tv dinners, though they still weren't willing to fork out the cash for her to attend a school.

    Once she was old enough to walk and talk, she was old enough to put to work. Her parents pawned her off to do whatever work she could, for whoever would take her. Of course, the prospect of employing a five-year-old girl wasn't an attractive one for any upstanding business, but the Baker Family lived in New Oasis, and in the North on top of that. Brandy's youthful demeanour, combined with her heightened physical abilities, make her a natural fit as a drug runner, and any other task that the local lowlife needed somebody inconspicuous to perform.

    Through it all, Brandy watched and learned. Despite her circumstances, she was a smart kid, smart enough to tell the difference between herself and the other children her age. Their parents walked them to school, while hers sent her running to deliver 'packages' from one uncle to another. The way she saw things though, she wasn't completely plumb out of luck. Where normal children got to learn about math and funny stories, she was treated to a very thorough education as to how the world worked. As much as she wished it was, the world wasn't fluffy and full of fairy tales. People needed to watch out for themselves, and only the people on top of it all had the privilege to be kind.

    Her childhood was draped in that awful, early-onset cynicism for a long time. It wasn't until her grandmother caught wind of the fact that not only did she have a grandchild, but that she was being used as a piggy bank too, that things changed. She descended on her son and daughter-in-law like a hurricane, and within only a few months, she'd seized custody of her Grand-daughter with very little resistance. One night, Brandy had gone to sleep on a mattress that smelled of sweat and mould, and the next, she did with a stomach so full that she thought something was wrong with her.

    Her life still wasn't all sunshine and rainbows. Her grandmother was hardly rich in her own right, and she was a particularly strict old crone, but for the first time in her life, Brandy learned how to felt to be loved. Literally. Even though she'd been put to work as an HP for as long as she could remember, she'd never managed to get a fix on what her Potential actually was. It was only when she was exposed to her grandmother's harsh, but genuine and unconditional love that she discovered it.

    For Brandy, those rare, tender moments when her grandmother expressed her love for her, came with a rush of energy. Literal, pure energy harvested from her grandmother's love, which she could use as she saw fit. The only problem was that she wasn't entirely sure just how that should be.

    She'd never done much dreaming. Her only ambitions had been eating a meal for the day, and going to sleep somewhere that she wouldn't have to listen to her parents shooting up. So now that she was afforded with not only freedom, but opportunity, she was stumped.

    Her grandmother was quick to send her off to school, as well as to engage her in at home lessons to make up for all the time she'd missed, and Brandy took to it jarringly well. She quickly caught up with the other kids her age, and was soon excelling beyond that. All in all, things were on the up and up. She was bright, young, had managed to leave her past behind her, and was an HP on top of all of that. Should she apply herself properly, those around her figured, she'd be able to make something of herself no questions asked.

    And yet, she still felt empty. Her accomplishments brought her momentary rushes of joy, and her pursuits fleeting glimpses of passion, but they were both as transient as the blowing wind. Regardless of how much she could succeed in life, nothing excited her.

    Until she decided to do something rash.

    If normal accomplishments did nothing for her, then she would have to seek out abnormal ones. First, she decided to delve into the arts, which she promptly discovered she had no talent for. Then, she dove into sports, which brought her no longer a rush than anything else in her life had. It was only when she took a step into the world of music that she found what she'd been looking for. She was hopeless at first, her natural talent for academics having apparently not translated into music, but even then, when she performed there were always a few. A few people who smiled, or maybe laughed at her performance, a few people who, above all, were enjoying themselves.

    That was it. Not only did it make her feel alive, but it made her want more. There was a desire awoken in her that she hadn't felt since her childhood. She might have lacked natural talent, and she might have been behind the curve, but she wasn't going to let reasons as paltry as those get in her way.

    Overnight, Brandy became obsessed in every meaning of the word. She riffled through every bit of information she could online, segmenting off what was most useful for her to learn and applying it in a cycle of personal study. She spent countless long, sleepless nights juggling her musical pursuits and her schooling, which her grandmother demanded she keep up to snuff. On top of it all, she made sure to keep a thriving social life, mingling and entrenching herself with anyone who she thought might be able to help her on her way to stardom.

    There was only so far that hard work could get her through, and she was well aware of that. Talented or talentless, anyone who wanted to anyone needed two things: Luck and Money, and she didn't have much of either.

    So she went knocking on the Tiger's door. She was young, she was rash, and she was ambitious, all things that made her an easy mark for the gang's loan sharking operations. Worst of all, she knew just how risky an idea it was, and yet she did it anyway. Brandy walked out of a Tiger office at only seventeen with a bag of cash, and a flame lit under her ass. The first thing she did was change her name. If she was going to become a star, then the last thing she needed was someone connecting her to her parents.

    So, Brandy Baker died, and Passeri Park was born.

    With the cash she took from the Tigers, Passeri bought up as many singing and dancing lessons as she could, and with whatever was left, she marketed herself. She strived for a year after she finished school, auditioning by day and training by night until she eventually made the cut.

    Passeri was enrolled into a freshly minted girl group alongside two other young women, both of whom were just as exhilarated to have made it as Passeri was. They didn't get to write their own songs, nor did they get to choreograph their routines, but they had still made it. Or at least, the other two had. Even they'd made it, they still hadn't made it. The job paid reasonably enough, but with as much of her pay being filtered off to the Tigers as it was, Passeri still barely had enough to get by. She needed to do more, and luckily she very much could.

    Of the three of them, Passeri was the only one who was an HP and just like in her childhood, she put that to use. She could train and dance for longer than the two of them combined, and the gulf between them only grew over the years. Passeri snatched up the lead role in their group in the first year, and by the third, had just about reduced the pair to a couple of background dancers. She was still struggling to make ends meet, especially since her heightened success only seemed to make the Tigers want to squeeze harder, but she was living her dream.

    Her partners, on the other hand, were being cheated. At least, that was the sentiment that had been brewing between them. Tensions started to brew within the group over the course of a year until they eventually boiled over. The other two women accused her of having intentionally snubbed the both of them. Passeri wasn't sure whether they wanted compensation, or just to make her look bad, but they were dedicated either way. The stopped showing up to practice, smeared her on social media, and ultimately, led to the dissolution of the group.

    Passeri went dark for a while. She vanished from social media and the public eye, and her fans stirred themselves up into a frenzy. It was only a few months later that Passeri not only announced her comeback, but the beginning of a solo career too. Despite the messy collapse of her group, or perhaps because of it, her return brought with it an explosion of coverage, both from the paparazzi and online swarms, and her debut single sold like hotcakes.

    She rode the wave of her return into success after success, and it wasn't long before she'd left the memory of her previous gig in the dust. In tandem with her rise in popularity, she rose in profitability too, and before long she was able to finally pay off her debt to the Tigers.

    Then, to the surprise of just about everybody involved, she decided to stay on.

    Passeri's rise within the music industry coincided with Marcus's ascension to the throne of King, which in turn coincided with a rise in Passeri's involvement with the criminal organization. Where she'd previously only been one of the Tigers' many piggy banks, she now begun to actively contribute to the organization. She started to use her connections within the industry, both budding and old, to expanded the Tigers' interests, even establishing connections outside of New Oasis.

    Recently, Passeri has returned to the city of her birth after a long set of years spent touring overseas. Officially, it's to prepare for a series of concerts to honour the city she grew up in, followed by a period of rest and recovery.

    Under the table, on the other hand...
    The thing about being at the top of the world is that the only place left to go is down.

    Passeri returned to New Oasis with big dreams, and even bigger ambitions. The months following her homecoming have seen each of them wither away. Compounding waves of grim tragedy have visited the city that she loves, and harsh reality her.

    First was her return concert. What was supposed to be a grand and plucky affair was instead dredged in violence, just barely kept in the shadows. While the event was not spoiled, it was a warning. One that she did not heed. The love she held for the city was not reciprocated, and there were ghosts that dwelled within New Oasis's concrete guts that remembered her name.

    Second came the city's ruin. On May 31st, an earthquake ripped through the city's Central District, reducing the city's once glimmering jewel into a miserable husk. And where had she been during it all? Far beneath the earth, distracted with tending to a mess that wasn't even hers, and painting yet another target on her back. With the city's great, crumbling wound, too, came the first crack in her armor. The first and second balls passed into her hands. Piggybacking off of the vanishment of the Tigers' previous Jack, Passeri ascended to the position, only to find a shackle clapped around her wrist.

    The month that followed was a terrible one. An orchestra of ill revelations captioned by a brush with death. Betrayal thrived within the thicket, as the Queen of the Tigers revealed his ambition to climb the last rung on the ladder that still sat above him. A line was drawn in the sand, one which she had no choice in which side she fell on. Her own plans were set in motion, and somebody noticed. July bought with it a visit from the reaper, a date with death which by all means should have taken her all the way to the grave. It was only by the whim of a demon wearing the skin of a boy that she survived, and only even graver news that waited for her back in the realm of the living.

    Another face vanished from New Oasis's streets, and her family was cut in two.
    RELATIONSHIPS
    Markus Weiss ☆ The Tiger King, a ball and chain and her personal headache. Passeri has no love for Markus Weiss, but when presented with only bad choices he is the one she's settled on. Even if he doesn't believe it she has his back, though she isn't particularly thrilled about it.

    Caio Coelho ☆ Her childhood friend. Ignorance was bliss until it wasn't. Missing. She'll tear down every decrepit little husk of building in the North to track him down.

    Elise Cutter ☆ A good friend, and one of the few people she genuinely trusts. Putting the poor first impression aside, Elise has had her back and been by her side since her return to the city. Indispensable, even if the woman herself doesn't seem to think so. Wants to see her smile more.

    Kiwi Bonheur ☆ A good friend, and one of the few people she genuinely trusts. Passeri and Kiwi found themselves fast friends after a few business exchanges, and she now seeks to help the younger woman set right the wrongs done to her by her uncle. Wants the best for her, even if that best will one day cast her beyond arm's reach.

    Eric Evenson ☆ A police officer with whom her path has crossed. She sees something in the apathetic man that she has decided is worth trying to pry out from behind his stony demeanour. Her faith in the city's Powers That Be is terrible at best, and she hopes that he'll be the seed that allows her start the growth of something better.

    Ezra Knight ☆ She pities him. How couldn't she? She's familiar with his family, and comparing them is a stark contrast even to an outsider like her. She thinks he has potential, but that he lacks the initiative to make anything of himself by his own will.

    Zentsupa Pei ☆ Local lunatic. It was a brief series of encounters that she had with the young man, but she's been colored intrigued. The sort of piece that could topple the whole table if played in the right place.

    Hiachi Ito ☆ Her other self-appointed charge. Unlike the Tiger King, though, she finds Hiachi quite decent. She's competent when put in the right place and at least a little trustworthy, considering she's not yet ratted her out to her older brother. Keeping an eye on her to make sure that said older brother does not soon need to attend a family funeral.

    Minato & Osamu ☆ Frat boys. They got the job done of their own volition during her return concert, so she has more faith in their abilities than she otherwise would.

    Dante Hel-Puch ☆ Someone else that is making moves in the shadows of New Oasis. She gathers he's been planning what he's planning for a long time, but she's not so eager to see the city the raised her used as a toy by a foreign party. Maybe not a bad person, and maybe an ally, but definitely somebody to watch out for.

    Wren Krydos ☆ Initially Passeri only approached Wren to try and make sure Markus wouldn't be able to use her as a tool to crack her preparations wide open, but she took a surprising liking to the woman. As both of them are escapees of the North's toxic grip, she sympathizes with Wren's situation more than she normally might. A friend.
 
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  • POLICE
    NAKAZAJO CHIKAGE
    NAKAZAJO CHIKAGE
    LEGAL NAME
    Nakazajo Chikage
    AGE & BIRTH
    36 (January 11th, 1986)
    ALIAS
    Rocchi
    (Raging Ogre Chikage)
    GENDER
    Cis Male
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    6'1" (186 cm) | 194 lb (88kg)
    AFFILIATION
    Police Captain of Central District Police Department
    ACTIVE SINCE
    July of 2004
    REPUTATION
    Always on the brink of a rampage; Misandristic
    Home District
    West District
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    Chikage is a tall, broad-shouldered man with an even bulk to cut ratio, athletic build. His hair is black and starts to wave at the tips, styled into a side-part with minimal gel, of which a section often drapes his face. He has trim but full eyebrows, usually pinched together in irritation, and a sharp set of deep-red eyes.

    NOTE: The entire front, right portion of his body is tattered with burn scars, stretching from his shin to halfway up his neck and covering the entirety of his right arm. He wears a glove on his right hand to cover the markings. (An example, except they don't reach his face: XX)

    NOTE: Chikage takes care to wear long-sleeved shirts to cover his scars. Most often, his shirts are button-up.
    PERSONALITY
    “Fucking pain… Stupid little shit… Fucking worthless waste of space… I’ll have your fucking head-” Thought to himself while reading Bash Hirabayashi’s criminal file.

    “You’re as bright as your eyes, dear.” Said to an NPC Detective after she gave a rundown of her investigation.

    “THE PURPOSE OF THE STRONG IS TO PROTECT AND GUIDE THE WEAK AGAINST THE ONES WHO ABUSE, BREAK, AND DISREGARD! THESE PEOPLE HAVE FAMILIES!... LOVED ONES!... FOR EVERY LIFE YOU TAKE, A SEED OF CHAOS IS SOWN!” Said to Yuudai Fuse during their encounter in Arc 2 in Lower Central just moments before Yuudai was defeated and taken into custody.

    “I won’t let the people of this city be swept into your wickedness. You are not fit for power… If you’re the only one with a hammer and all you do is swing it to break, then you are truly lost, because a hammer’s purpose is to build…” Said to Yuudai Fuse during their encounter in Arc 2 in Lower Central just moments before Yuudai was defeated and taken into custody.

    “If not me, then someone else will. One person at a time… … If we can scratch the surface… In even the slightest… Then may the ones who follow in our stead take what we have started and finish it… This city did not die in a day, and as such it will not thrive again in one.” Said to Odessa during their encounter in Arc 2 when asked if he thought he could make a change.

    RANDOM POEM THAT CHIKAGE ENJOYS:
    I am only one,
    But still I am one.
    I cannot do everything,
    But still I can do something;
    And because I cannot do everything,
    I will not refuse to do the something that I can do.

    “I intend to do what I can, and that means never passing up the opportunity to save a life… …Or take the right one.” Said just before Chikage initiated an attack on Yuudai during their Arc 2 encounter before Yuudai was defeated and taken into custody.

    “Courage and strength are wasted on the likes of you.” Said to Yuudai Fuse during their Arc 2 encounter.
    Not most prominently, Chikage is something of a misandrist—a rather negative quality of his character that was instilled in him from childhood by his phyloginistic Grandfather. However, Chikage is unaware of this aspect of his character.

    In the presence of a woman, he is well-mannered, eloquent, calm, and gentlemanly—but the same cannot be said for the opposite sex, toward which he tends to display a more hateful, aggressive, and callous attitude no matter their status, reputation, or affiliation. This is mostly true toward men with whom Chikage does not have a familiar relationship.

    You might find him holding a door open for a woman only to turn around and let it slam in a man’s face, either because he's in a bad mood, or simply because the thought to hold it open never crossed his mind.

    On that note, Chikage is also somewhat ignorant to the varying gender roles, such as non-binary and pair among others, and so his behavior comes with observation. Does the person appear female? Does the person appear male? If he cannot decide, he will opt for personalized neutral conduct.

    Of course, as with any developed relationship, Chikage might treat close acquaintances (he’ll deny friendships) differently depending on circumstance.

    Intelligent and studious, he graduated high school two grades early, skipping tenth and eleventh straight to twelfth.

    With a mind to stay in shape in order to effectively carry out his duties, he eats healthy and maintains a steady workout regime.

    Despite his misandry, in order to secure a goal, or under work conditions, Chikage is very capable of cooperating nicely and keeping a level head with his male colleagues, but that doesn’t mean he enjoys it. Common sense and self-benefit come first.

    In the face of danger, he doesn’t flinch. Against complications, he is determined and attemptedly rational.

    Chikage rushes headlong toward his goals, but not thoughtlessly.

    HOWEVER. With his Potentiality comes a pain-in-the-ass drawback that reflects on his personality in the form of uncontrollable rage. Over time, little things pile up on his conscience until he’s ready to tip, in which case he blacks out, void of all self-sensibility and incapable of thinking logically on his own. During these blackouts, or rampages, Chikage will attack anything in the way of his subconscious goal, but there is room for external influence (for example, a trusted comrade).

    While he can be considered weak to a pretty face, given that he'll avoid combat with women, Chikage is vigilant and always questioning his surroundings and the people around him. He trusts no one in the large scheme of things, but will place small ounces of trust in his comrades when it comes to securing a goal. He believes women, or those adhering to feminal characteristics, to be the foundation of all things pleasant and beautiful; without a feminine touch, the world would be bland and without romanticism and character. But also, he is very certain of a woman's ability to be cunning and witty, never doubting their potential.

    Despite his obsession with the gangs, Chikage cannot turn down a civilian in need. The rule of the gangs has been a long-time-running, but civilian issues come first depending on their severity. Misandry aside, he'll protect and aid anyone, but he doesn't have to act happy about it. Above all else, humbled by the power he wields, Chikage believes in the protection of NPs; that the strong are meant to protect the weak.

    NOTE: Chikage tends to associate women with different types of flowers.
    IMAGE NOTE: His right hand is covered in burn scars.

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    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY
    1986, January 11th—Nakazajo Chikage was born to Josiah Nakazajo and Nakazajo Oona in the West District of New Oasis.

    — —When Josiah and Oona married, Josiah took the Nakazajo name for its renowned reputation; business owners, doctors, and successful investors among more. In his country of origin, his family was considered just beneath royalty, but Chikage has never been there, nor has he inquired much about it, so he wouldn’t know the details.

    — —Chikage never met, much less knew, his father. When it was discovered that Oona was pregnant, Josiah vanished, taking with him all of his and Oona’s most valuable assets and leaving her dry. As a result, Oona was forced to seek help through her father, Nakazajo Dai. There is reason to believe that it wasn’t strictly the prospect of a child that brought about Josiah’s disappearance, but rather the last straw of many.

    — —On the outside, Chikage’s mother was a cold woman. She never showed much affection unless Chikage exceeded some wild expectation. The extent of that affection was sharply: “Good job.” or “Nicely done.”

    1991, September—Chikage (5yo) started kindergarten.

    — —Growing up, he partook in the typical cliches of an extravagantly wealthy child. Polo, hide-and-seek in the vineyard with his mother who was only ever indifferent about the activity, sailing, golf, and more. He took daily piano and violin lessons, and was versed in the art of dining etiquette.

    — —In school, Chikage wasn’t there to make friends. Not that he could. The children at his private school avoided him as if he were a walking plague; as if the bubble that was his personal space had become tangible and solid, and they couldn’t get near him even if they tried. He kept his gaze forward and his face rigid with apathy, ignoring the whispers and gossip littered with his name.

    1997, February 8th—(11yo) Chikage’s mother, a Police Lieutenant at the time, was killed.

    — —Following the death of his mother, Chikage’s Grandfather assumed custody of Chikage.

    1997, August 29th—(11yo) Chikage’s Grandfather, by way of connections, figured out and revealed the true nature of his mother’s death to Chikage. That her colleague had been affiliated with REDACTED, a group of persons she’d been investigating. Unfortunately, scarce information was obtained, as the colleague in question was found dead in his private cell days later before the arrival of an HP consultant who could read minds.

    — —Now living solely with his Grandfather, who preferred to live more modestly, Chikage’s life took a slight turn. The time he spent dabbling in his hobbies quickly became time spent working, and his Grandfather would mock his manners, such as how he held himself at the dinner table, how he spoke so formally, etc.

    “You sound like one o’ them posh bastards from Kohitsuji,” he’d say, Kohitsuji being the country he came from where the Nakazajo name was royally affiliated. Such renown and grandeur, Dai never was interested. It’s why he left. He rathered a life of booze and women in a place where none could hold his title over his head and shame him for his leisure. But don’t be mistaken, money was still very much his interest. After all, you can buy all the women and booze you want with the right pocket change.

    — —Over time, Chikage started to regard his Grandfather with disgust as he began to further realize the old man’s beliefs. That “women are what make the world go ‘round because men need them in the homes, in bed, after a long day of work,” and “Men only want one thing: whores and money,” or that “women serve one purpose: to satisfy a man.” The one part of his Grandfather that he introjected was simply his dislike for men, but not for the same reasons as his Grandfather. For Dai, he disliked the competition that other men posed. For Chikage, he saw all men as just another Nakazajo Dai.

    — —For a long time, Chikage avoided women out of guilt. As he got older, he eventually grew out of the mindset that all men are hedonists, but his dislike for men was so ingrained into his behavior by then that the misandry became a natural trait of his.

    2000, October—Dai signed (14yo) Chikage up for beginner’s carpentry classes, which he attended after school Monday through Friday. No longer were the days of piano lessons, but rather learning to work a lathe. “Time to learn a trade,” said his Grandfather, “You’ll never impress a woman with instruments like that. Only instrument that catches a woman’s eye is the one between your legs and a hammer.”

    2001, September—(15yo) Chikage skipped the 10th and 11th grades.

    2002, June—(16yo) Chikage graduated high school early and received his carpentry certification.

    2002, July 27th—(16yo) Chikage began working construction under a master carpenter. Given the ongoing destruction by gang activity, the work was non-stop.

    2003, March 12th—(17yo) Chikage met a woman in the East District by the name of Emelia Dawson during a construction contract to build a bank. He accompanied a large team of workers, valued for his enhanced strength.
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    — —Emelia was a 22 year-old florist whose business was barely managing. One day, Chikage purchased a bouquet of dead roses, which she told him represented fragility and the passing from life to death (he took them to his mother’s grave). The next day, when he revisited the East District for work, having to pass her store on the way due to limited parking at the worksite, she recognized him and called out to him in thanks. Over the course of a month, she greeted him every day until he eventually started stopping by her shop on his lunch breaks. He showed polite interest in her hobbies, at first, before gradually becoming genuinely absorbed. Through this, Chikage began studying botany in his free time.

    2003, May 10th—(17yo) Gang violence in the East resulted in the total destruction of Emelia’s flower shop.

    2003, May 20th—(17yo) Chikage sought out Emelia Dawson, hoping to give her the much-needed funds to repair her business and then some. He managed to contact a member of her family after asking around, only to find out that she’d taken her own life just days before. Apparently the suicide had “been a long-time-coming” based on what Emelia’s friends had to say when he made an appearance at her funeral. She was from a family of gangsters, some hardcore and others lowkey, but she’d been outcast for showing disapproval of her family’s way of life. It was said that she had a cousin who took pleasure in making things hard on her.

    — —Chikage began looking for Emelia’s cousin.

    2003, August—(17yo) Chikage started college, pursuing a bachelor’s in legal studies.

    2004, January 23rd—(18yo) Chikage enlisted into the West District Police Academy.

    2004, July 17th—(18yo) Chikage completed his resident training to become a Police Cadet.

    2004, September 22nd—(18yo) While investigating a recent crime, Chikage happened to find the cousin of Emelia whom he’d been looking for. Seeing red, Chikage took the cousin into private custody behind his superiors’ backs for questioning. Throughout their talk, the cousin told Chikage of the mind-games he played on Emelia. That he’d convince his fellow gangsters to harass her in moderate to severe ways, and so on, and Chikage lost control. He’d never wanted to kill someone before, but that night he did, and everything went black.

    — —Having been the first episode of blackout rage, Chikage’s rampage was less than extreme. However, over time, the duration between his blackouts became shorter, and each rampage became increasingly destructive. His usually cool and collected personality also began to change. He became more easily irritated and hateful toward his male colleagues.

    — —Chikage’s murder of Emelia’s cousin was brushed under the rug, and the cousin’s death was declared a result of gang-violence.

    — —As a Cadet, Chikage worked closely with seasoned officers throughout an 18 month probationary period, during which he mostly handled evidence logging, vehicular impounding, and directing traffic among many other things.

    2004, December 25th—(18yo) Only five months into being a Cadet, while he was conducting a supervised investigation on an alleged incident of assault in Central, just around the corner there was trouble brewing. Come a nearby commotion, Chikage’s superior officer advised him to stay put while he went to check out what all the fuss was about. As he did, civilians were in panic. Chikage watched as people fought with each other to escape the unseen chaos around the block. Shortly later, his superior’s voice blared through the walkie on his hip, describing the cause of the public disorder. Apparently some Tigers and Phoenixes had clashed over territory. Hearing this, Chikage’s legs moved on their own. He tried taking matters into his own hands, intervening. Chikage stood himself right in the middle of two incoming attacks, one from a fiery redhead—the other from a blue-streaked, black-haired individual. While he took both of their attacks head-on, he managed to power through and stall them long enough for back-up to arrive on scene. But by that time, he’d gone full rampage; blacked out. The three forces were locked in battle for several minutes, trading attacks back and forth, swapping opponents. When next Chikage woke, he was in the hospital, recovering from fourth-degree burns and frostbite.

    — —Due to the amount of property damage caused by his altercation with the Tigers and Phoenixes, Chikage was suspended from work for two weeks.

    2005, January 9th—(18yo) Chikage returned to work from his suspension, still recovering from his injuries. He carried out most of his duties behind a desk until physically able to return to the field.

    — —From the previous moment forward, Chikage began developing a growing obsession with the four gangs of New Oasis; an awakening of hatred that had long been brewing inside him. The amount of sleep he’d been getting lessened as he spent nights rifling through paperwork, connecting dots and strings on his apartment wall, and jotting notes and questions of varying natures.

    — —Chikage’s blackouts became more frequent. Where they were happening once per three months, they picked up to once every two months.

    2006, January 17th—(20yo) Chikage’s hard work paid off and he was promoted to Officer.

    2008, December—(22yo) Chikage graduated college with a bachelor’s in legal studies.

    2009, August 17th (C-SIDE: UNOFFICIALLY OFFICIAL BUSINESS)—PENDING DETAILS

    2009, August 20th—(23yo) Chikage was promoted to Lieutenant, skipping the Detective, Corporal, and Sergeant ranks.

    — —Chikage’s blackouts became, once again, more frequent, happening once, sometimes twice, every week with varying severity.

    2021, March 11th (C-SIDE: NOT A BLIND DATE)—PENDING DETAILS

    2021, June 13th—(35 yo) Chikage was promoted to Captain of the CDPD.

    2021, September 26th (ARC 2: INSUFFICIENT DETAILS)—PENDING DETAILS

    2022, January 5th (B-SIDE: GANGS' GROCERY GAMES)—PENDING DETAILS

    2022, April 4th (B-SIDE: CHASEDOWN)—PENDING DETAILS
    RELATIONSHIPS
    TBA
 
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  • ALBINO TIGERS
    SMOG
    Matsuda Russo
    LEGAL NAME
    Matsuda Russo
    AGE & BIRTH
    23 (March 18, 1999)
    ALIAS
    Smog
    GENDER
    Male
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    6'2" (187 cm) | 184 lb (83 kg)
    GANG & RANK
    Rookie of the Albino Tigers
    ACTIVE SINCE
    2019
    REPUTATION
    Casanova
    Home District
    West District
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION

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    Matsuda has smooth, somewhat spiky shoulder length black hair. His skin is fairly pale. His eyes are two different colors, much alike his brothers; one being gold, the other being emerald green. Matsuda has a beauty mark just below the corner of his lip and another just below his left eye. His body is muscular, and thanks to his height- it appears more lithe and sturdy. He has broad shoulders leading down to a tapered waist. His stance/posture is usually seen as laid back and relaxed. Most would assume he's lazy, thanks to how he presents himself.
    PERSONALITY
    He is quite a friendly person, but he doesn’t understand the concept of personal space. He is a very touchy feely person, never missing the chance of close contact. He has a soft heart for those he sees that seem broken or hurt, either emotionally or physically. He is a very chill person, much rather preferring to laze around and do nothing. He tries to take any burden he can onto himself, rather than others. This can lead to him becoming exhausted both mentally and physically very easily. He is a very big flirt, never missing the chance to try and fluster someone or get with them. Thanks to this, he never really keeps "relationships" going for all that long. He is a people pleaser.

    Despite everything however, he doesn’t enjoy being in big crowds nor having to talk to people that are new to him/or just public speaking to big crowds. He can become anxious easily. He holds a lot of fear in his heart. He wears his emotions on his sleeve. He isn't an extremely good liar, having to resort to staying silent or avoid the topic rather than blab his mouth. He tends to hide most of the negative aspects of his life.
    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY
    Matsuda was raised in a somewhat poor household, with his parents and two brothers; Akio and Ryu. Akio being the youngest, Ryu being the oldest, and Matsuda as the middle child. Both of their parents were barely at home. His mother too busy working, and his father drinking and gambling away their expenses.

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    When he was at the bright young age of 12, where other kids his age were figuring themselves out, Matsuda found himself reading a note from his mother, saying that she was leaving. Forever. She couldn't even say goodbye to her children... After she left, things only got worse. They were barely keeping themselves up. They barely ever saw their father anymore. The three brothers did their best to take care of each other. Stealing food, drinks, clothes. They didn't have a choice.

    The only reprieve from this awful life, was school, where he met Boltius Beckman, whom he had become friends with years prior. Matsuda did his best to never mention his home life, much preferring to separate himself from helpless, broken Matsuda, to the spunky, joyful one.

    At 14, he met 2 other kids thank to Boltius. A boy named Milo Nagisa, and a kid named Nanami. He was so happy to escape from his other life, he put his siblings at the back of his mind.

    Thanks to his music teacher- also the teacher very much aware of Matsuda's home life- she gave him money to go try out guitar lessons since it seemed he enjoyed playing it. He was extremely grateful towards her, soon after taking lessons from her. After a year of taking her class, she even gave him a used electric guitar of hers.
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    At some point, things came to a head where Matsuda was desperate for any kind of money. He started robbing people, using his potential to choke them out. He took their money, but left their wallets. He always felt guilty afterwords, but... him and his brothers needed it. His luck ran out however after a year of robbing people, he was caught and arrested. He was taken to juvenile prison where he spent 2 years of his life.

    Once he got out, he was met with the sight of his angry and disappointed father. Matsuda didn't even think he'd come to get him. Once they got home, things got terribly worse. Their father was cruel, "punishing" Matsuda in front of his other brothers to set an example. His father made Matsuda drop out of however many school years he had left.

    Things turned for the even worse however, as his father started to build up debt thanks to his gambling. Men in suits came to their disheveled home, presumably for his father. Matsuda offered himself up instead, still unsure just what he was getting himself into. He told them he'd work to pay off his father's debts. That's how he entered into the Albino Tigers.
    RELATIONSHIPS
    Boltius Beckman-
    Matsuda's best friend since middle school. They did/do nearly everything together. Though Matsuda has become a lot more awkward around him due to Boltius being in the Scarlet Phoenixes. He keeps himself being in the Albino Tigers a secret from him, scared of the outcome if he told him.

    Milo Nagisa-
    Matsuda met him through Boltius. He has become another close friend of theirs. Once again, Matsuda keeps it to himself that he is in the Albino Tigers, though he would be less afraid to tell Milo due to his more... "chilled out" demeanor.
 
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  • SCARLET PHOENIXES
    CARRION
    CORVO CORDESCO
    LEGAL NAME
    Corvo Calogero Cordesco
    AGE & BIRTH
    36 (July 16, 1985)
    ALIAS
    Carrion
    GENDER
    Female
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    5'10" (178 cm) | 142 lb (64 kg)
    GANG & RANK
    Rookie of the Scarlet Phoenixes
    ACTIVE SINCE
    May 28, 2020
    REPUTATION
    She's good at what she does and surprisingly kind, but... makes me feel uncomfortable...
    Home District
    South District
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    Corvo keeps her chin up and chest out. She opts to dress formally in a suit and tie, only occasionally donning casual wear. Her mannerisms are typically slow-paced and almost bubbly with her gait. Usually, the only way people stumble across her first (instead of the other way around) is while she's smoking or having a glass of wine.

    Some may find that Corvo's body is entirely cold to the touch—and lacking a noticeable pulse. Her body acts normally once her Potentiality is used up.
    PERSONALITY
    Initial judgements of Corvo usually follow the same traits: easygoing and languid. Those same people quickly find, however, the jovial side of a woman who has little idea of personal space, all while maintaining a mature air about her. And, at the drop of a pen, that same attitude can adapt to the situation, becoming just as terrific as it was peppy. Corvo has no hesitation when it comes to her actions, always following through to the end. At times, it seems as though she barely takes hierarchy seriously. But if one thing remains constant throughout, it's that she doesn't view most people as humans, but as cute, little animals.
    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY
    (tw: instance of suicide; spoilered line)
    For the most of her life, Corvo Cordesco never knew what her Potentiality was. She was aware of the HP properties that came with such a gift, but absolutely no indication of what special thing she could do. But rather than dwell on it, she opted to live on as normal.

    Corvo's life was entirely unremarkable. She was blessed with the fortune of a loving, easygoing family of four far from Amestria—which at that point in time was nothing more than a headline of the news and the last place anyone wanted to be. Her family worked farms out back, spanning as far as their known ancestors. The family fell into a mold of daily work around the farm. As for any idea that she longed for something more? She only pushed to the back of her mind, not having a name to those feelings.

    Incidentally, Corvo found that she was surprisingly efficient in slaughterhouse work.

    Growing up, it seemed like she was going to inherit the lands as the oldest sibling, and that her life would continue as such until she died. That is, until Angelo Cordesco, son of their closest neighbor, caught her out in the middle of heavy rain. The downpour muddied the road, trapping her vehicle where it rested. Umbrella in hand, he came to her aid and rushed to the nearest shelter. They sat together until the rain subsided, conversing with each other during that time. Angelo was apparently a cop-in-training, hoping to land a job in the wasteland that was Amestria. Corvo fell intrigued—what could possibly have driven him to want to go there? Before long, they exchanged numbers and made plans to meet again.

    She'd find him training; going between working out and practicing his gunmanship. The first few times they met up, Corvo only followed him around with questions—Angelo had to bring up other topics himself. Soon, she became interested in the routine he followed. One of these days saw her holding a gun for the first time; he handed his pistol to her, then proceeding to demonstrate how they were taught to handle the firearm. Angelo would go on to teach his wife the moves he knew, in case she ever needed to fight back. He'd remark on occasion how "farmer-like" her style was: slow-paced and calm, yet hastily efficient. Not meant for upfront combat, but in the back doing work that counted.

    A few months into their regular meetings, the two shared their first kiss.

    As more of Corvo's free time went to Angelo, this shift in direction became apparent within the family and the farm work. Ever-loving, they asked what was on her mind, and she happily opened up to them. It became clear that the beloved daughter of the family was being called to another path in life.

    This all came to a head when Angelo announced his plans to finally move to Amestria and pursue his goals. His late grandparents, born and lived in Amestria, were murdered in their homes; robbed of everything they owned. The case went cold. Angelo, ever hopeful, believed that becoming a police officer in New Oasis was the right path to uncovering the mystery. He did not think Corvo would want to join him; so, he acted on a whim and dropped to a knee, holding a ring to her.

    After some weeks of planning, the farm's inheritance fell into her younger brother's hands. Corvo packed her belongings, and Angelo lit up with delight as he found her meeting him at the airport, flying to Amestria.

    They found a neat little apartment in Central District, cheap but homely; their residence for the next decade.

    While Angelo worked with the police, Corvo took up other security-related jobs (separate from the Phoenixes' line of work), using her combat knowledge to her advantage; the environment of Amestria, however, took her by complete surprise. The quality of the people saw a significant dip wherever she went; a total contrast to the usual people at home. Corvo felt like an outlier amid packs of wolves. Every time, her peers on site would tell her the same thing: "You get used to it."

    And she did. Over the next several security jobs she took for celebrities and influential figures alike, she hardened with the surroundings each time. A work persona, if you will. Corvo found a balance between her personal life and work. A switch between a warm, sweet side that could cry and embrace another; and a cold-blooded, horrifying side meant to dissuade even the rowdiest of troublemakers. Angelo was the only person to know the loving side to Corvo, and with that sense of comfort came a wave of guilt—for he felt that he was responsible for the changes Corvo went through. She promptly hugged him; she put herself through this because she wanted to be with him.

    At 24 years old, Corvo gave birth to a son, Silvio. This led to her having to take a break from searching for work on the side, needing to stay in their apartment to recover and care for the baby. Months of uneventful waiting and the same routine. Her health progressed without any hiccups, and their son was healthy.

    Weeks turned to months, and months turned to years. Silvio was already six years old, and Corvo returned to her usual schedule of looking for work right after sending their son to school. Angelo would pick him up on his way home.

    At some point, the couple adopted a strong doberman who Angelo named Romero, after his grandfather.

    Life in Amestria grew surprisingly serene. The delinquents' acts around Central became nothing more than child's play to Corvo. It was this sense of peace that removed the thought from her mind. The thought that Amestria was a crime-ridden land, where lives could change in a singular day.

    Corvo returned home one day from a security stint. The apartment was dark; her family was not home. She called Angelo; voicemail. Then the police radio rang clear, and Corvo's heart dropped. She ran outside, just as the rain picked up. Through the streets, the route that Angelo always took home.

    It was a skirmish. One or two of the gangs were involved. Bodies—many civilians—littered the streets. Their faces faded into blurred obscurity. A growing knot in her stomach twisted, squeezing every drop of hydration from her throat and breathe. She went cadaver to cadaver, meeting their faces: panicked, horrified, bloodied. She did not know how much her breath shook, nor realize how her feet trembled under her weight. And, after turning over body after body, there came a growing sense of relief.

    Then she turned. The glint of a police badge caught her eye, first. Angelo, hugging their motionless son tight against his chest, lay in a pool of blood. Crossfire; a target; she did not know.

    Everything felt numb. Wherever she looked, all was a blur. She could not taste the now-pouring rainwater, nor the blood in her tongue. Her feet dragged across the ground; she checked multiple times if she'd left a notable trail. She doesn't remember how or when she arrived at her old apartment. But inside, Corvo removed Romero's leash and let the door open for him. Then she took a stool and hung herself in front of the TV.

    And, at 31 years old, she finally discovered her Potentiality.

    Corvo did not end up in the afterlife. It was more akin to that of her soul remaining a ghost, strung down by unfinished business. Except, Corvo was perfectly alive and well. No pain, no scar, no aches. Nothing. Outside the door, Romero sat waiting.

    She got a drink at the nearest bar.

    Nobody ever returned to the apartment; it was cleaned up, the possessions given away, and made available for more guests.

    The police held a funeral for Angelo Cordesco.

    The rest of the family disappeared.

    Corvo came to believe that the second chance her Potentiality gave was a sign; a sign that she was meant for something greater. She held her phone, glaring at her family contacts. She looked at the green call button, remembering the farm life she left behind so long ago. Her finger hovered over the screen for a good minute... then cleared everything. Something anchored her in Amestria, gnawing inside like a starved wolf.

    Come a few years, and Corvo is 34 years old, emerging in the Southern District after so long. After some stints with local stations, Corvo turned her attention to the Scarlet Phoenixes. A hurricane tore through their home only a month prior; she figured their procedures would be less stricter in favor of having more hands on relief efforts. And, perhaps, the gang would be the perfect place to begin anew.

    Taking residence in a secluded apartment in the South (thankfully seldom touched by disaster), Corvo brought herself and Romero.

    After wandering the district a couple of days, pondering how to enter, she was fortunate enough to catch the attention of one Vulken Beckman. Without her even needing to lift a finger, he was the one who approached her, probing into a conversation that she directed towards the resident gang. She told him of her intents: to join the Phoenixes, simple as that.

    They set up a meeting time and place; he would have a trial set for her by then: a straightforward battle. Corvo accepted the terms without the slightest of hesitation.

    Come the time of the date, and both participants showed at the ready. Corvo arrived in her work clothes, a formal black and white suit. The ensuing fight quite literally erupted. In the end, there was one dead body—but no actual casualty. Corvo's Potential was used up for the day, but she came out as the victor. She won solely by the element of surprise, and promptly entered the Phoenix ranks.

    In the years up to now, Corvo has kept a steady, easygoing position in the gang. She does what she's told and heads out once in a while to do her own thing, bothering few (being Yong-Yut flinging Corvo around in tired frustration). Though many see her as nothing more than a complacent woman, there are those who sense something more to her: A desire, unquenched and waiting. Her husband came to Amestria with the need for revenge, and he tried to do so by following the law. Corvo understood it perfectly, now; she stayed in New Oasis for the same reason as Angelo, but this time, she had no intentions of doing things the clean way.
    RELATIONSHIPS
    Vincenzo, Bella, and Paolo de Rossi - Corvo's father, mother, and little brother. She has not seen or contacted them in years.

    Romero (tw: blood, dismembered arm) - Corvo speaks of him as though he's a person; he's just her really big pet doberman. She likes telling people that "he doesn't bite," but not many people believe that.

    TBA
 
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  • SABLE SERPENTS
    StingRay
    Sabrina Felton
    LEGAL NAME
    Sabrina Felton
    AGE & BIRTH
    21 (September 6, 2000)
    ALIAS
    StingRay
    GENDER
    Female
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    5'10" (177.8 cm) | 140 lb (63.5 kg)
    GANG & RANK
    Rookie of the Sable Serpents
    ACTIVE SINCE
    2020
    REPUTATION
    An obstinate woman. That girl from the...Northern Stones, was it?
    Home District
    North District
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    A dark haired woman with short, chin-length locks. She tends to wear make-up, generally preferring dark/strong colors like black, sometimes red. She has a tatoo of a flower on left shoulder and multiple piercings on her ears, as well as one on her lip.

    (Face claim: Nana from Nana)
    PERSONALITY
    Cold and blunt, but also with a tendency to cuss when irritated/enraged, Sabrina distrusts most people except for her former teacher Valerie Steinburg. Like the Sable Serpent veteran that introduced her into the gang, she sees most Serpents as idiots and takes the 'do whatever you want'/'personal freedom' policy to heart. If she doesn't like it, she doesn't do it...unless leadership forces her. Even then, she'd have a nasty word to say to those that would try to impugn upon her personal freedom. A woman with a thorny, lone-wolf, personality that, despite not talking all that much (except when she's pissed), likes it when things are loud. When there's a 'vibration' in the air...even if those causing the vibration are those she would prefer not to hang out with. Dealing with people exhausts her most of the time. She likes being alone. She likes listening to music. Loves it in fact. Even if she's no longer in a band, and no longer as any interest in returning to the music industry, she enjoys playing her guitar or harmonica at local bars. Even if she's alone and no one's listening, she would still play. Still sing.

    Sabrina drinks. Smokes. Eats what ever she wants ever since letting go. Her voice isn't as smooth as it used to be, but it has a unique rasp to it. Trust is hard to earn with her, but once it is, Sabrina is incredibly loyal.
    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY
    Growing up in the North, Sabrina was always aware of the gangs that did their best to make lives hell for everyone else. Plenty of people around her wanted to be them--the predators and not the prey. Sabrina didn't. She just wanted a normal life. However, with her mother having left them when she was young and her deadbeat father drunk on most days, even such a simple wish was difficult. Sabrina's life growing up wasn't easy. Of course it wasn't. She didn't live on the streets (exactly), but she had to scavenge whatever food she could find. Steal whatever she really, really needed if she couldn't afford it herself--though she tried not to make it a habit and refrained from stealing whenever possible...as that only ever really led to fights and Sabrina didn't have any potential to speak of. Still, Sabrina grew up hardened. Learned that in order to get what she wanted, she had to be strong. Weakness made you a target. Showing weakness made you a target. Sabrina's only solace during those dark times of her youth was music--a harmonica she'd found in the junkyard one day.

    Sabrina taught herself how to play. She learned to sing from the old records her father had around the house. However, Sabrina didn't really learn music until an elementary school teacher noticed her talent and taught her how to read music sheets. Guitar first. Then piano. Then drums. Sabrina didn't have a potential, but she was quick to pick things up when it came to music. In a sense, music saved her from continuing what would've been a dark, lawless life. Turned her attention to school and education. Sabrina did well, all things considering, but focused her education on music. Music was how she poured out all her feelings. Bared her soul out to others. Naturally, her focus drew other like-minded individuals.

    In middle school, they formed a band. Practiced in whatever garages or warehouses they could find. Performed in whatever gigs or venues would allow them--sometimes for free--so long as it let them play in front of a crowd. Their big break came in high school when a talent agent saw their their potential and offered them a contract. Things seemed to be looking up...until it didn't. The first album of the Northern Stones came out and hit the top of the New Oasis Billboard Charts. The band was high on their success and victory. However, with success and fame came new enemies. Rivals and competitors that took notice of the new upstarts and wanted to take them down a peg. However, the worst enemies came from within. Arguments about money became more common. Sabrina watched as the band they'd started together, that she grew to love, gradually changed. It annoyed her. What did matter who got more of the spotlight in that one performance? Or who got more fan letters? But it did. It mattered a lot.

    One by one, the members of the the Northern Stones started to leave, replaced by new members until Sabrina could hardly recognize it anymore. She was urged to play a different sort music. The more popular kind. The kind that would net the agency the most money...but she couldn't refuse because she had signed a contract. No longer able to express herself, Sabrina started to hate what she had once loved. Drinking. Drugs. They became vices to help her deal with her current depression. However, what really brought about Sabrina Felton's downfall was when she finally cracked and made an enemy of a pretty little princess from a bigger agency that had paid her way into the industry. Information about her past (of violence and thievery) in the North was leaked to the press. Rumors sleeping with her music producer to get into the agency. Of her lip-syncing in some of her performances and other unethical behaviors. In the span of a single night, she went from someone loved (or at least well-liked) in the music industry to someone most hated. The fans that once claimed to love her hated her. Hate-mails had become a daily occurrence. Slanders and former fans expressing their disappointment in various inappropriate ways well. Gradually driven out of the industry, at the age of 20, Sabrina used whatever money she made to pay off the contract as well as the damages 'she'd' incurred. The damages to her reputation ensured that she would never be taken in by another agency--or welcomed in the music world--again.

    The band Northern Stones was nothing more than a one-hit wonder. A brief stint of fame.

    With nothing left to do, Sabrina returned home to the North District where not even her father wanted her anymore. If not for a former high school teacher, a veteran of the Sable Serpents Gang who had taken in, she might've been raped off the streets. One of the few kind teachers who had tried to help the children of the North District become better people. The ChessMistress offered her power. A drug that would give her the strength that let her stand up to other HPs, make her an HP, and she took it. It might've killed her. But it didn't. It gave her power she would have never dreamed of...StingRay becoming one of the few successful experiments of the Serpents' potential-inducing drug. Under the protection of the ChessMistress who trained her, StingRay fought her way for a place into the Sable Serpents. She didn't push drugs. Didn't do anything she didn't want to do and anyone that tried to make her do otherwise had to beat her up. Prove they were stronger. In that way, StingRay built her reputation as an obstinate and uncooperative woman. One who couldn't be easily rolled over by the will of others whether she was part of the gang or not...though she will listen if their logic makes sense to her. She has no love for any of the other gangs either and is strong in her belief that those living in the North District deserve more than what they have.

    She works part time for the Director of Blue Hill Orphanage, where the ChessMistress picks up orphan children from the slums of the North District and trains them to be stronger. The rest of the time she's either composing music (just for herself) or lazing about in the home of one Valerie Steinburg until she makes enough for her own place.
    RELATIONSHIPS

    • SABLE SERPENTS
      CHESSMISTRESS
      Valarie Steinburg
      LEGAL NAME
      Valarie Steinburg
      AGE & BIRTH
      32 (March 20, 1989)
      ALIAS
      ChessMistress
      GENDER
      Female
      HEIGHT | WEIGHT
      x'xx" (xxx cm) | xx lb (xx kg)
      GANG & RANK
      Veteran of the Sable Serpents
      ACTIVE SINCE
      xxxx
      REPUTATION
      Director of Blue Hill Orphanage
      Home District
      North District
      GENERAL DESCRIPTION
      Blond hair and ice blue eyes, Valarie typically dons black as a member of the sable serpents...but it's also because black is professional and makes her look slimmer.
      PERSONALITY
      Cunning, ambitious, and cutthroat, Valarie is a no-nonsense woman that doesn't actually believe in anarchy or unadulterated freedom. Rules are their for a reason. Every game has its rules and guidelines. That's what makes the game of life fun. However, she does believe in power...and doing whatever she can to grasp it...whether it means skirting around the guidelines a little or not. She is clever and resourceful regarding the pieces at her disposal, always trying to think several pieces ahead of her opponent. At the same time, she's also blunt and hates being controlled by others. Rather, she wants to be the one in control. While Valarie isn't quite apathetic to the feelings of others, she's also self-serving and will (generally) prioritize her own survival over everything else. Sufficed to say, Valarie's opinion of most serpents is fairly low, but at least they don't bother her about how she does things. She's also surprisingly daring and enjoys a good game of Russian Roulette once in a while. Life, to Valarie, is a game, so you win some and you lose some...though she has every intention of winning. She's the type of person that keeps her cards close to her chest.
      HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY
      Valarie's biological father was a rapist and a criminal. Growing up, she never received love from her mother. She was never mistreated. However, her mother never showed her affection either. It was obvious, even to the young Valerie, that her mother would've been happier if she'd never been born. Still, Valarie did her best to earn that love. Not causing trouble. Getting good grades. Yet, despite her efforts, the moment her mother re-married, the distance between them grew even greater. The woman had a new rich husband, a new child, and, from then on, Valarie was shoved to the backline (while they moved to the West District where there was less crime). Shipped off a boarding school out of the country so that her existence could be forgotten. There had been no contact from her parents except for the fees they paid for her schooling. Depression settled in. No matter how well she did, no matter how hard she tried, they wouldn't notice her. Or rather, they didn't want to. Valarie had no idea how she finished her required education with relatively good grades considering she'd been working on autopilot the entire time, but it didn't matter. Valarie, who didn't care much about her life anymore, enlisted in Amestria's Army...where she was introduced to the horrors of war.

      It was like a jolt from the blue. Countless life or death battles. Bloodshed. Experience fighting in the Army awakened the survival instincts within her and Valerie served in the army for 8 years, rising to the rank of Lieutenant Colonel...before being dishonorably discharged for refusing to follow orders of her superiors and killing 'potential children spies', who were actually just scapegoats to mask their failures. Not knowing what else to do, Valarie returned to New Oasis (North District) where she worked as a teacher at a poor school, hoping to educate children to grow up to be better, well-rounded people (unsuccessfully), for 2 years before meeting the Director of Blue Hill Orphanage, falling love, and getting married. All was well...until Valarie it was revealed to her that the orphanage was actually a Sable Serpent child-trafficking ring and that her husband, a veteran of the Sable Serpents, was an absolutely sleazeball. Filth on earth. Something within Valarie snapped that day. Perhaps it was the lack of love she received as a child. Perhaps it was how she had been dishonorably discharged. Perhaps her hope in humanity, and all the good in the world, were dashed. But, on that day, something within Valarie changed. Outwardly she was a good, supportive wife to him. Joined the Sable Serpents. Helped her husband with his work. Helped him peddle drugs...and the occasional child organ...when necessary. Made allies with other Serpents...while secretly training the children of the orphanages in the ways of self defense and warfare.

      In 2019, Steve Steinburg of the Sable Serpents was found overdosed with drugs on his bed, and his wife became the new Director of Blue Hill Orphanage.

      In 2020, Valarie's parents died from a mysterious car crash and she had her uterus removed, so that she can no longer have children of her own. Technically, the Chessmistress is still a member of the Sable Serpents, but she only really does jobs for the gangs when required to (by its leaders). Otherwise, the Sable Serpent's 'do whatever you want' ideology fits her just fine. No one really knows what's going on in Blue Hill Orphanage and, as long as Valarie has the power, she intends to keep it that way. Surviving in the North is all about power, after all. To live, you've simply got to win, whatever the cost.

      RELATIONSHIPS
      TBA
 
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  • ALBINO TIGERS
    THE WHITE WOLF
    DAGGER
    LEGAL NAME
    Elise Cutter
    AGE & BIRTH
    25 (September 13, 1996)
    ALIAS
    Dagger
    GENDER
    Female
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    5'11" (181 cm) | 150 lb (68 kg)
    GANG & RANK
    Part Timer
    ACTIVE SINCE
    2021
    REPUTATION
    Part-timer With No Bark, All Bite
    Home District
    West District
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    A pale, young woman with stark, white hair, and black eyes. Dark rings of sleeplessness coat her eyes, but they seem to give her one visible eye an unnerving glare, rather than make her look tired. Oft described to possess a hundred-yard stare. Once a mess of unkempt, messily braided hair, her hair has now been cut short and tied into a neat pony-tail. She doesn't seem to have a 'typical outfit', and mostly appears in casual wear, ranging from t-shirts, tank tops, or hoodies. As part-time muscle, she doesn't need to bother with appearances, after all.
    PERSONALITY

    Dagger is pragmatic in her methods. In war, there is honor, and there are rules to follow. In a cesspit like New Oasis, where every fight is a struggle for her life, she knows not to underestimate the scum that infest it. There is no honor, and there is no love lost for any one person she guts. For her, there is no surrender. She will fight to the bitter end, bite and claw if she must. She will use any and every tool in her arsenal just to make it out of a fight, and has enough common sense to flee from a battle if things are going south for her.

    She is paranoid, and rarely sleeps deeply, being woken up by the smallest sound in her vicinity, gun in her hand. She advises caution to anyone who would listen, and trusts no one enough to reveal anything about her personal information.

    She is a brute, make no mistake about it. Even at her best, she is blunt and callous, and her first port of call for anything in her way is violence and death threats. Anyone who have tried to blackmail her have found themselves strung up and left to bleed to an agonising death. The less fortunate have found their family members, loved ones, or close friends, in the same state. When she sends a message, it will be clear and concise, and even the densest fool cannot mistake her intentions.

    She draws the line at innocents, however. Though that line is drawn in front of 'kidnapping, holding hostage, etc.' she would never meaningfully severely injure, cripple, or kill an innocent person. She is vengeance and justice, and kills those who deserve death, and innocent civilians do not fall under that purview.

    She relieves stress mostly by smoking, often to levels of a pack a day, but she has another outlet for her frustration. Prior to her getting together with her squadmate, she was a notorious visitor to many night-time establishments. In the past few years, however, her quest of revenge and subsequent depression has left her with quite the amount of pent-up frustration, and it won't be long before she returns to her old habits again.
    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY
    Elise Cutter was born somewhere in the frigid lands of Ilberia. There is no record of her birth parents, and it is inferred that she was taken in by the ⬛⬛⬛⬛ ⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛ at a young age. The psychological and physical torture ensured that she had no memory of her parents, and searches by use of DNA were largely inconclusive. She was one of the few in her cohort to make it past the training stage, and, at the young age of 9, took part in multiple staged attacks on the military regime of Ruthenia and notched several marks onto her blade. Volk successfully killed a Homo Potentialis (referred to onwards as HP) at the age of 11, wounding him in the eye with a knife, then, using his own Potential to fatally injure him. She was given the name Chernyy Volk after this achievement, and was celebrated by her peers and her commanders as a HP killer. The HP's Potential was later utilised to create the knives that Elise Cutter is most known for using, being capable of piercing and wounding most HPs.

    In 2008, ⬛⬛⬛⬛ ⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛'s base was attacked by Amestrian reinforcements during Operation Snowblind. The assault was widely regarded as successful, with minimal losses on the Amestrian side (Refer to files ⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛-⬛⬛ to ⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛-⬛⬛). Chernyy Volk and the other surviving child soldiers were detained and were subsequently sent for rehabilitation. Cpt. Alphonse Cutter of Task Force Crescent stayed with the children for their whole rehabilitation, and managed to bond with Volk. Alphonse Cutter would go on to adopt Volk in late 2009 in order to help her reintegrate into society much more easily, and gave her the name Elise Cutter to, in his quotes, 'put as much distance between her and her past'.

    Elise Cutter did not fare very well in school, and struggled to maintain passing marks in most of her academics. While this caused her some distress and her to lash out unpredictably, Alphonse Cutter's presence and support managed to keep her mental condition stable. She excelled in arts and crafts, however, though she would never decide to pursue this line of creativity.

    In 2014, Elise Cutter enlisted into the Amestrian military. After an incident regarding knives, she was given the supposedly derogatory callsign Dagger, and she spent a year with the ⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛ ⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛, before being transferred to Alphonse Cutter's newly formed Squad Olive Tree in Task Force Crescent. It is widely believed that Alphonse Cutter forced the transfer out of worry and concern for his daughter. Under Alphonse Cutter, Elise Cutter achieved several feats of heroism, with her largest achievement being to take out key HP personnel during Operation Roncesvalles Pass by herself, though some have attributed her achievements to her nature as a born killer, rather than a soldier of Amestria. She also later gained some notoriety as a lady killer herself, after having been introduced to some ladies in the oldest-known profession. She was recovering, and was beginning to open herself up more, and express herself much better.

    She would never make a full recovery. In 2018, 3 members of Squad Olive Tree, Alphonse Cutter, Harry Talbain, and Chloe binti Rahman, were KIA in an altercation with ⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛ ⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛ (Refer to file ⬛⬛⬛⬛-⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛-⬛), which likely caused the beginning of Elise Cutter's downward spiral into depression and regression. According to her peers, Elise Cutter vowed vengeance against them, and made a promise to kill every last one of them. In early 2019, however, the aforementioned PMC came into the employ of the Amestrian military, rendering her efforts and preparations moot. Elise Cutter was said to have argued with the remaining member of Squad Olive Tree, Simone Justicar, on her oath of vengeance. Though Simone Justicar attempted to dissuade her from her path, even going as far as to threaten to cut their ties, Elise Cutter did not comply (Refer to Interview ⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛-⬛⬛).

    By mid-2019, Elise Cutter was responsible for the murders of several members of ⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛ ⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛, and was subsequently dishonorable discharged from service and marked as a wanted woman. While on the run, Elise Cutter managed to wipe out all of the key members of ⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛ ⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛ by herself. She was finally confronted by Lt. Simone Justicar during Operation Wolf Bind, and was shot by her during the events that transpired. Though Simone Justicar claims it was a lethal shot, no body was found, and a bounty of A$⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛ for Elise Cutter is still available. It is believed that ⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛ ⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛'s demise was Amestria's plan in the first place, having been made up of war criminals and agents of terror. This is somewhat backed up by the fact that Amestrian reinforcements were often deployed too late to assist due to 'technical malfunctions'. Elise Cutter's involvement only expedited the process. However, in order to keep up appearances and to avoid repercussions, Elise Cutter had to be marked as a wanted woman and a murderer. Amestria, of course, denies all claims.

    As of 2021, there have been reported sightings of Elise Cutter in New Oasis, but no claims towards the bounty have been made. Considerations of closing the bounty are underway.

    Elise Cutter, now under the name Dagger, has been living in the slums of the North District with a friend of her father's. Having accomplished her only goal in life, she has nothing else to live for, and only eats and drinks merely to survive. During and after recent events, she had a Potential forced into her. Though the Sable Serpents kept her around in order to try and induct her into their fold, she tore through her captors, even in her unstable state, and escaped to the West District, where she finally collapsed from exhaustion and the after-effects of the transformation into a HP. She was picked up by members of the Albino Tigers, who recognised the effects of the Serpents' experimentations, and was given proper treatment. During her recuperation, Markus Weiss approached her with some part time work in mind. Though she initially refused to be part of anything that happened in New Oasis, Markus managed to convince her. Both knew that the other would kill them if they ever had the opportunity to, and to that, they formed an accord.
    RELATIONSHIPS
    Markus Weiss: Boss. She's not exactly loyal to him, but until his pockets dry up, or she finds a better employer, she will acquiesce to his demands. She makes it clear that she will slit his throat if an opportunity rolls around.

    Ezra Knight: Barely recognises him, and doesn't know his name- she never asked. Was hired by Silas Knight to train him in knife combat and self defense. She wouldn't say she taught him everything she knows, as it's up to him, in her opinion, to form his own techniques that he would be comfortable with, and she thinks her lessons are widely useless anyway if the man doesn't know how to employ the lessons properly.

    Alphonse Cutter: Team leader of Squad Olive Tree, and Dagger's adoptive father. Deceased. One of the major threads that held her together. Now that he's gone, she's regressing to her wild nature. Callsign: Almace.

    Chloe binti Rahman: Member of Squad Olive Tree. Deceased. Treated Dagger like a younger sister. Was 2 years older than Dagger. Callsign: Curtana.

    Harry Talbain: Member of Squad Olive Tree. Deceased. Similarly, he treated Dagger as a younger sister. Was 5 years older than Dagger. Callsign: Hauteclere.

    Simone Justicar: Member of Squad Olive Tree. The other survivor of the original squad. After the disbandment of Olive Tree, she rose in ranks, and became a team leader of her own. Used to be in a relationship with Dagger, until they broke up prior to Dagger's murders. She is 3 years older than Dagger. Despite this, she is one of the last remaining threads that hold Dagger's rationality and morality intact. Callsign: Joyeuse.

    Yong-yut Somsri: Weird girl who accosted her when she was out buying supplies. One thing led to another, and they eventually introduced themselves to each other. Dagger used the name Emilia Romagno, however.
 
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  • ALBINO TIGERS
    DIO
    RYUTARO HASHIMOTO
    LEGAL NAME
    Ryutaro Hashimoto
    AGE & BIRTH
    39 (November 11, 1982)
    ALIAS
    Dio
    GENDER
    Male
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    6'00" (182.88 cm) | 190 lb (86.2 kg)
    GANG & RANK
    Queen of the Albino Tigers
    ACTIVE SINCE
    2001
    REPUTATION
    Ruthless, Power-Hungry, Goal Oriented
    Home District
    West District
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    Ryutaro is an average man by all acounts in terms of most of his appearance, maintaining a normal height and a well-built frame, with the sole exception of a sharp, striking face that could cut through steel and his gaze pierce through anyone his eyes come across. His distinct, golden hair also gives his head a prominent almost regal appearance as well as if it were a crown atop his head. Much of his complexion stems from his extensive routine to keep up appearances to their utmost best to not only blend in but to also establish rather subtly that is he above those he encounters, their superior in every way. His expensive fashion choices also communicate said superiority in a subliminal fashion.
    PERSONALITY
    Ryutaro places himself above all else, in his never-ending desire to obtain power and status. To him, nothing else matters in this world except creating an everlasting legacy through sheer force of will and through force of strength. All that matters to him, ultimately, is the power (physical and immaterial) to change the world. Though, you would not get this from his own outwards appearances alone.

    A façade he employs is that of a mask of that of a businessman - a ruthless capitalist. To the standard layman, he is an oligarch who commands vast sums of capital and property. But power without purpose is meaningless, and Ryu's purpose goes beyond simple wealth accumulation or frivolous capital spending. Of course, luxuries have their perks but that is not what is most important to him. To those he trusts, he listens and pays respect when it is due. For power commands followers. To his enemies he is ruthless and brutal. For power commands fear. And for the world at large, to him, power is what commands mankind.
    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY
    Ryutaro's upbringing was that of privilege and upstanding class as his father had been both a business magnate and an aspiring politician. All the benefits of luxuries and power struck Ryutaro at a very young age and made an impression on him, but his world came crashing down when his father was struck down by a scandal that tore his family apart and took the lives of both his parents: his father by assassination and his mother from suicide due to the shame that had been brought. Gone were the luxuries of life, replaced by the destitution of being cast out for being his father's son.

    It would come to be something that made Ryutaro hate the world around him, and enshrine his father as a victim of outside forces in his mind. And thus, Ryutaro survived on the streets to carve out an existence for himself. It was at this time he discovered his potentiality as well and enabled him to continue surviving. His fortunes did change however once he was taken notice by a Veteran Member of the Scarlet Phoenixes and was offered a sponsorship into the gang. He readily accepted and was inducted into their ranks, and by chance met perhaps the most formative person in his life: Hitoshi. The two, despite their disparate upbringings and lives felt a mutual understanding between one another and became friends. Soon after however it became something more as they became Oath Brothers, pledging their loyalty to one another and binding themselves as if they were family. It was the first time Ryutaro ever had someone he could rely upon truly beyond a simple transactionary relationship... but it would also be the last.

    For Ryutaro in the few years following his hunger for power only grew as he continued to labor away. His desire to make something of himself, and bring change, only grew with the passage of time. Unhappy with his situation, and growing ever more daring in his defiance towards leadership in the Phoenixes, it was then he found an opening to what he saw as brighter shores. He desperately wanted to bring Hitoshi with him, so they could continue being the partners that they had grown to become, but when faced with this dilemma of choice it broke the two of them. In the incident of their parting, Hitoshi had been faced with an impossible choice. Either choose loyalty to the family in the gang he had grown to love, or choose loyalty to whom he had sworn a blood oath with. For Ryutaro, his oath brother turning his back on him was the straw that brock the camels back with regards to his views on the world.

    And so he abandoned the Phoenixes and was welcomed into the Tigers, given veteran status as a reward for his defection and additionally the resources he needed to use his skills that he had learned from his father towards building his power and place in the world. In the years following, Ryutaro now runs a real-estate empire that acts as both a legitimate enterprise as well as a front for some of the Tigers' other activities to bring in great profits and cover to the gang. Yet his hunger was never abated, it only continued to grow and now his sights are set for something even loftier than his current, powerful position. The power to change the course of destiny itself like the great men and women of the past. It is not content enough to rule a city, when one can aspire to greater heights.

    For his vision, he wants it all.

    And now, as Queen, he has the chance to leave his mark on the world.
    RELATIONSHIPS
    Hitoshi Yamakawa - Former Oath Brother
    Samira Calrissian - Business Friend and Ally
 
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  • SABLE SERPENTS
    CAVIA
    Peyton Xiong
    LEGAL NAME
    Xiong, Pengfei
    AGE & BIRTH
    24 (July 9th, 1997)
    ALIAS
    Cavia
    GENDER
    Male
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    4'11" (149 cm) | 115 lb (52 kg)
    GANG & RANK
    Veteran of the Sable Serpents
    ACTIVE SINCE
    2014-2017, 2022-
    REPUTATION
    Fickle, Cheerful Traitor
    Home District
    West District
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    Peyton has a short figure, only boosted slightly by the elevator shoes that he wears. His yellow and black hair is to all eyes natural, as well as his snake-like yellow eyes. However, if one looks closely in his eyes, they would notice that there are swirling iridescent colors and that his natural brown eye color can be seen behind it. These are the only signs of Peyton's disease.

    He prefers informal and baggy streetwear that complements his yellow and black appearance, with a strong preference for hoodies. When he needs formal clothing, he wears his former Eternal Night Palace uniform with a generic dress vest. He always wears his talisman earrings. The sleeves of his hoodies are usually rolled up, revealing a large scar on his forearm that looks as if someone had taken a bite out of him.
    PERSONALITY

    Although Peyton is an introvert, he likes to spend his time in the company of others. He believes in living life to its fullest and in the present. Whenever he is not with others, he is curled up with a nice book.

    Peyton believes in peace and order, however, the question lies in how that peace is achieved. In Peyton's case, he truly believes that peace is achieved through violence, and so he will mercilessly fight his way towards that. This often coincides with the ideas of freedom that the Serpents have, and although Peyton disagrees with that notion, he has no problem cooperating with them. Peyton does not understand the value of life, and severely underestimates the value and fragility of his own life-- In fact, he rarely cares what happens to his body.

    He also finds the disease that is running through his body cool. It's a part of himself, why shouldn't he accept it with open arms? He's got a bit of a playful side to him, which often goes hand in hand with his wild beast-like side when he's got his virus out on full display. He's hopelessly a fan of romance and BL stories. In love, he wants to find his romance-book ending and is incredibly jealous, so much so that he can be called a yandere at times.

    Peyton has an addiction to chicken noodle soup and loves bleu meats.
    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY

    Peyton was born in the Western district to a family running a failing restaurant. In his teenage years, Percy would keep the family business afloat by gambling. He was excellent at this and could often rake in enough to support a living. This all lay under his Potential, which originally was known as Lucky, providing him with extreme amounts of luck, with the downside that he could not choose when it activated.

    Sometimes though, he could tell when he would be in for a dry spell in terms of luck. In his mid teenage years, he sensed the tides turning as he began to lose money rather than gain money in his gambles. He now had two choices: One, work for the Albino Tigers in the hopes of repaying his debt. The other choice was to find employment at the Sable Serpents, from which he had found a researcher looking to test new drugs on human test subjects for ludicrous sums of money. Of course, Peyton chose the second option, as it also had the benefit of helping provide for his family.

    Although Peyton found the studies fun, they were quite dangerous and destructive. He even thought he lost his Lucky potential along the way, although in truth it had morphed into something else. In the end, the studies gave Peyton the zombie virus-like disease that he is currently afflicted with. The researcher had expected that Peyton would succumb to the disease, but the transformation of Lucky turned into a potential that could utilize his disease. After only three years of being with the Sable Serpents, he was able to pay off all his debt.

    Now an adult, Peyton snuck out of the Sable Serpents. He was nothing more than a lowly member who only had membership solely so that he could be experimented on. He moved to the Eastern district to get away from the chaos of both the Western and Northern districts. It was also the original home of his forefathers. He sought to lead a normal life as a bookstore salesman (and a slightly less normal life working part time at a brothel at night). It was a large but homely bookstore with antique wooden bookshelves and beautiful scenery outside the door-- which Peyton was responsible for taking care of. This was also the meetup spot of a group of teenage NPs, consistently after every school day. Throughout the year that he worked there, Peyton got to know these teenagers very well.

    Unbeknownst to Peyton, the NP teenagers were targetted by a group of human potentials, who had harrassed the group throughout school hours. The bookstore that Peyton worked at was like an escape for them. But when the teenagers one day entered the bookstore with suspicious bruises, Peyton relentlessly interrogated them until they spilled the beans.

    Peyton beat the shit out of the bully potentials that were harassing the teenagers and cut off their tongues.

    A few months later, in the mail, he received a letter from the Azure Dragons offering him membership. Turns out, they had been tailing him ever since he left the Sable Serpents, and the person who invited him found him beating up the bullies to be "noble." Peyton was a bit worried about the fact that joining the Azure Dragons constituted betrayal to the Sable Serpents. But after only a few minutes of deliberation, decided the extra money that came with it was worth it.
    RELATIONSHIPS
    Those who can pronounce Peyton's legal name Pengfei without butchering it can call him by that. Otherwise, he prefers to be called Peyton
    • Raphael Shaw: Peyton and Raph bonded as lab rats during the year or so the two of them were in the Sable Serpents. They often worked together when Peyton took missions with the Serpents. Throughout their time together, Peyton grew to extremely like Raphael's prickly nature. When Peyton left the Serpents, he didn't see it as him betraying Raph. He's very heartbroken to realize that Raphael hates him for the betrayal. All he wants is to mend that relationship and turn things back to how they were in the past. Now that he's returned to the Sable Serpents, he hopes that Raph can forgive him.
    • Bolt Beckman: This guy fucking assaulted Peyton outside of an Alfredson's. Peyton doesn't even know his name. What the fuck.
    • Isobel Pham: Isobel was Peyton's debt collector. Peyton got along well with her, as due to her timid nature Peyton got the impression that Isobel was collecting debt because it was her job, not that she enjoyed it. Regardless, Peyton does hold a small bit of a grudge in the back of his mind for her having to kick him when he was down.
    • Tri and Paris: The ones who experimented on Peyton, primarily Tri though. Because of his willingness as a test subject, Peyton still has a good impression of both of them. As Tri is his King, Peyton has a good impression of him.
    • August August: Schoolmates during high school. The timid Peyton and the reclusive August didn't interact or notice each other much save for one particular disastrous science project. In the present day, Peyton has conflicting feelings of love-hate towards August, envying his wealth and seeing him as a rival, but also being swayed by the man's kindness. They are roommates.
    • Yuto Nishimura: Peyton and Yuto are friends with benefits, often spending time together and exchanging physical affection. Peyton likes play-fighting with Yuto and considers him one of his most important parts of his life.
 
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  • SCARLET PHOENIXES
    The Gourmet
    Raquel Filo
    LEGAL NAME
    Raquel Filo
    AGE & BIRTH
    21 (May 30, 2001)
    ALIAS
    The Gourmet
    GENDER
    Female
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    5'6 ft" (171 cm) | 125 lb (57 kg)
    GANG & RANK
    Veteran of the Scarlet Phoenixes
    ACTIVE SINCE
    2016
    REPUTATION
    Avoid at all costs
    Home District
    South District
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    Raquel stands at 5'6 ft tall and weighs around 170 lb. From a distance she's easily recognizable thanks to her long flowing, light red hair and onyx eyes. She often wears stylish clothing whenever possible and has whip holstered onto her belt.
    PERSONALITY

    Raquel can be many things. She can be sincere at one moment but incredibly insincere at the next—kind of downright belligerent in the subsequent encounter. Due to the drawbacks of HP, she's bipolar. However, some characteristics remain the same despite her ever-changing behavior. Raquel will always try to display herself proudly, even if she's completely unhinged. 'A woman who knows what she wants and gets what she wants is the most accurate statement regarding her demeanor. She frequently teases or belittles whenever she gets hungry anyone in her sight.

    However, behind this, internally, Raquel is insecure and pessimistic. A human who eats its kind is lesser than a beast and more of a monster. Despite that, she can't help but consume more and more to lessen the hunger in her stomach. Even more so when her appetite slowly becomes more insatiable, making her grumpier and pickier with her food. This causes her to play more into the act of a prideful monster who enjoys eating people because that's all she sees herself.

    Though behind all this remains a small kernel of kindness she once had.
    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY

    Anything before her recruitment into Phoenix via sponsorship has been a blur to her. However, Raquel recalls a happy feeling whenever she searches for anything related to her childhood. It seemed to be a soothing feeling for Raquel even when she had become unbearably fickle. Wealth, grades, friends, family, and love, she had everything. Then it was gone. Anything after that was filled in with red.

    Raquel can only remember the pitch gray alleyways as she wandered through, trying to find her next meal. On good days she would be at least be able to find a curious wanderer, on bad days she would left starved and in pain. Anything that wasn't to her HP's taste caused her to vomit the once natural sustenance onto the ground. She lost count of how many people she consumed in the dark alleys that she now called home. All of it was meaningless under her hunger-like stupor.

    That was until she encountered a strange man. While on her hunt, she was suddenly attacked by him. In a close match, she managed to catch the man off guard with her HP and quickly killed him before he realized his mistake. The calories, the sustenance consumed to fight that man, instantly made her feast on the body. Hours passed by before there was nothing left of the man. Once the delicious morsel was finished, Raquel could only look up at the sky with a satisfied smile. That was until her sanity returned to her.

    In mere moments everything came crashing down on her. Her red-stained hands, the faces of those she's eaten, an unfamiliar environment. Tears soon fell out, and her bloodstained hands smeared her face with red. However, not even a moment had passed before someone approached her. An offer was made, and she accepted it.

    Years later, Raquel now relishes her activity of hunting for a delicious meal without any consequences. She can eat even more delicious delicacies, meet more exotic HPs, and now has a chef that cooks her meals.

    RELATIONSHIPS
    TBA
 
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  • SABLE SERPENTS
    amnesia
    celeste
    LEGAL NAME
    celestine renee cadieux
    AGE & BIRTH
    23 (november 13th, 1998)
    ALIAS
    amnesia
    GENDER & SEXUALITY
    cis-female | asexual biromantic, polyamorous
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    6'7" (200cm) | 184lbs (83kg)
    GANG & RANK
    veteran of the sable serpents
    ACTIVE SINCE
    january 3rd, 2017
    REPUTATION
    disconnected and distant, but fiercely loyal+protective
    Home District
    north district
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    celestine is quite tall standing at about 6'7 (6'10 if you take into account the heels of her boots) and has a very fair complexion. she has long silvery-white gradient hair that fades to black. her hair is parted off-center with unevenly cut locks, the left is at chin length while the right is a bit past her shoulder, framing her face; one side is covering her right eye, the rest styled in a low, loose, thick braid often tied off with different coloured ribbon depending on her outfit that day.

    she has very pale blue eyes, though they appear silver in most lights. she doesn't enjoy wearing makeup, not that she needs it to begin with, but always has a faint red eyeliner framing her eyes. celeste takes very good care of her appearance, preferring to keep herself looking very elegant with the clothes she wears; she sacrifices comfort for beauty. there is some scarring on her arms, legs, and back that appears to be from some sort of blade. she has a scar over her left eye.

    there is always a very sweet floral scent clinging to her skin.

    she has a couple of tattoos:
    - two shark tattoos, one on her left ankle and another on the side of her ribs, right below her breast
    - a snowflake tattoo on her abdomen, an inch or two below her belly button
    - post arc 3, celeste has a tattoo on the left side of her body
    PERSONALITY
    celestine is a very closed-off, quiet woman. she is compassionate with those in her gang but often tries to keep them at a distance, struggling to form close bonds because she is afraid that she will lose her memories and end up hurting them (emotionally) as a result. she is the type of person you'd never expect to see involved with a gang. she's soft-spoken and gentle, not one to get involved in physical altercations unless absolutely necessary or if it is to protect a fellow gang member/someone she is fond of.

    celestine does have a bit of a sadistic streak; when faced with a complicated or dire situation, she will happily resort to psychologically torturing someone to get out of it. it has nothing to do with her not being able to fight, celeste is fully capable and physically very strong so she could participate in a fight without an issue; it's just that she would rather torture someone with their own memories than get into a physical fight with them, especially if they are threatening her fellow gang members. even though celeste knows well enough that they can take care of themselves, it doesn't stop her from being extremely protective. (she's a bit of a walking contradiction)

    when it comes to her gang (despite how she distances herself from them) celestine is fiercely loyal, almost to a fault. she would do anything to protect them and if she feels they are threatened in any way, she will get involved.

    celestine takes things far too literally and jokes almost always go completely over her head, she usually needs someone to explain them to her. she's smart, but she's so, so stupid.
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    likes
    + tea, specifically floral teas
    + gardening
    + flowers
    + animals (sadly they aren't always as fond of her as she is of them)
    + smelling nice (and when other people smell nice. she has a very sensitive nose)
    + taking naps; she believes they help heal the soul
    + reading
    + rainstorms
    + working out
    + cold weather
    + baking
    + dancing
    + women
    + foraging

    dislikes
    - being woken up from a nap
    - being touched
    - being restrained
    - failing
    - loud noises (especially when they are very sudden)
    - hot weather
    - physical altercations
    - alcohol
    - coffee
    - bananas
    - foods that are too sweet

    additional notes:
    - voice claim is miyuki sawashiro
    - singing [xx, xx, xx, xx, xx, xx]
    - talented dancer
    [xx, xx, xx]










    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY
    celestine has very little recollection of her past and while she has journals detailing a majority of it, she does her best to avoid reading them because of what is written on their pages and keeps them locked in a trunk beneath her bed (though she will read them if absolutely necessary). many of her memories she has forcibly suppressed due to the traumatic nature of them or they have ceased to exist altogether because they were corrupted by another's and had to be removed entirely. what she does remember is somewhat limited- she knows she was born in france and later moved to amestria and was raised in the north district. she was abused by her mother for the majority of her life. celeste has little memory of what her mother did to her, but she has the scars to show for it. if she had a father figure in her life, she has no memory of him either.

    celestine remembers going to school and completing her education early when she was 17, then there's another large gap in her memory until the day of her 18th birthday. her memory of that day is relatively foggy, except for when she put her mother through hours of psychological torture. celestine made her mother relive all of her worst memories, eventually causing her mother to suffer a complete nervous breakdown. from what she remembers, and based on what she wrote in her journal, celestine did that to her mother as a way to get back at her for all of the torture she put her [celeste] through for the past 18 years.
    [note: doing that to her mother was what caused celestine to lose many of her own memories- although she remembers more than she thinks]

    celestine doesn't know what happened to her mother after that or where she ended up, but she was finally free and she left her home and didn't look back, determined to find her own path in life. that path just so happened to lead her to join the sable serpents.
    RELATIONSHIPS
    delphine cadieux(npc): [faceclaim: mei mei from jujutsu kaisen] her mother and someone she despises. well, celestine knows she's supposed to despise her but cannot seem to remember exactly why, not that she cares much; what she does remember about her mother isn't all that great. //wip

    maurice cadieux(npc): [faceclaim: pierro from genshin impact] her father; she has absolutely no memory of him and isn't aware that he played such a large role in her life growing up. due to many of her memories with him being so traumatic, she initially wrote about the memories in her journals hoping that would help in some way, but when that did nothing she ultimately chose to bury them entirely; these were some of the first memories she ever forcibly buried.

    felix cadiuex(npc): [faceclaim: andrew minyard] celeste's older brother✨

    yuto nishimura: one of celestine's few close friends (they're besties). while it's only been a few months since their initial meeting, yuto has quickly become one of the few that are in her genuine good graces and whom she would go to great lengths to protect. their first-ever meeting was when yuto witnessed her trying to pet some ally cat, only for it to hiss and claw at her. he was kind enough to wrap the cat in webs and hold it so she could pet it. this, for whatever reason, started something and yuto began to bring her other creatures he webbed so she could pet them. celestine doesn't remember when their relationship went from 'that one boy who brings animals for her to pet' to 'best friends' but she has decided not to question it and accept the fact that this is where their relationship ended up.
    (tldr: they had a strange first interaction with each other but now they're best friends and celestine adores him)✨
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    ten✨ ???

    raphael shaw✨

    kisara mcdowell✨

    darius kennedy✨ distraught over his death.

    bash hirabayashi✨

    dante hel-puch✨

    teddie tucker✨
    (celeste is also the godmother to his children)

    yong-yut somsri✨

    vulken beckman✨

    boltius beckman✨

    amélie barinov✨

 
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  • AZURE DRAGONS
    lycan
    amari
    LEGAL NAME
    --
    nikita volkov
    AGE & BIRTH
    29 (may 15th, 1993)
    ALIAS
    lycan
    GENDER
    demi-girl
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    5'3" (160 cm) | 117lb (53 kg)
    GANG & RANK
    rookie of the azure dragons
    ACTIVE SINCE
    march 7th, 2019
    REPUTATION
    jesper's feral cat protector
    Home District
    originally from the north district, currently resides in the east district
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    amari is a relatively short woman with a slim figure. she has mid-length orange hair that reaches her neck and is styled with bangs that cover the right side of her forehead. amari has orange eyes, long eyelashes, and thin brows of the same colour. her typical attire is a suit and tie or a maid outfit, it's rare to see her wear anything casual (especially when she is out with jesper). amari definitely favours the suit, but the maid outfit makes her feel cute which is why she continues to wear it.

    she has a large tattoo of roses that covers part of the left side of her face, her neck&shoulder and continues down her entire left arm before ending on the top of her hand.
    edit: the entire left side of her body is covered in rose tattoos, her left leg has an alternating rose/snake pattern. the snake's head is on her hip and that is where it ends, but the roses continue up the rest of her body. (image for reference)

    note: amari smells of citrus and sandalwood.
    PERSONALITY
    mean lesbian

    amari isn't a nice person. she's harsh and blunt, not taking into consideration how her words or actions might make someone feel. if you aren't on the very small list of people she likes/is loyal to, she doesn't care about you or what you have to say. with the few she does care for, amari is relatively kind. she still doesn't have much of a filter but she tries to think before she speaks because the last thing she wants to do is upset them.
    amari always puts those she cares for most above everyone else, no matter what.

    likes

    + headpats
    + going outside
    + walks
    + coffee
    + blueberry muffins
    + drawing
    + cute outfits (and looking cute)
    + scented candles
    + jesper, sophia, and sophie

    dislikes
    - being called a dog
    - nicknames
    - chocolate
    - men
    - swimming
    - tvs
    - thunderstorms
    - fireworks
    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY
    amari was born into a very poor family in the north district and was the youngest of five kids. as a child, amari rarely saw her parents due to them being out working a majority of the time; her older siblings became her caretakers in the place of their parents. her childhood remained pretty normal, save for some incidents amari has buried in her memories, but it wasn't until she was 10 years old that things truly went wrong.
    she and one of her older sisters, juno, returned home after a day out to find their family slaughtered. it was a gruesome scene and something that would forever be burned into amari's memory. instead of doing anything, juno told her that they were going to grab whatever they could from the house and run. not knowing any better, and distraught from seeing the mangled corpses of their family, amari did as she was told without questioning it.

    from then on they lived on the streets. it was difficult, sure, and there were many times amari wanted to give up, but juno helped keep her going. for five years they lived like that, barely managing to avoid anything that could get them into trouble. slowly things began to get better; juno got a job, amari found little ways to make some extra cash on the side, and they were doing well for themselves. unfortunately, things quickly changed one evening when they were jumped by a group of masked men and brutally assaulted. in the end, juno was shot in the head and killed; watching as her last remaining family member got murdered sent amari into a frenzied rage. for the first time, amari used her potential to its fullest, shifting completely into a massive wolf- she tore the men that attacked them to shreds before fleeing.

    after the incident, there was a large hole in her memory; she wasn't sure how she changed back or how she ended up in the east district. amari had no interest in thinking about it anymore, though, and decided she would just forget what happened. amari took to living on the streets, surviving as she had before as though the attack and juno's murder had never occurred.
    she decided it would be best to lay low for a while, at least until she could figure out what she was going to do next. for a couple of days, amari managed to go more or less undetected, until one day a woman approached her. amari was immediately defensive, ready to fight if the woman tried anything. what she did instead surprised amari- the strange woman offered her a job and amari hesitantly accepted the offer; while it made her uneasy, she knew better than to turn down a chance to get off the streets.

    amari began working as a maid for sophia albrecht from then on. for a while, she wasn't sure if the employment would last, but amari quickly grew attached to sophia; her loyalty to the woman that saved her was unwavering. (and eventually, amari would feel the same way about jesper- her loyalty to him absolute)

    in 2019 jesper joined the azure dragons, amari was unable to follow him right away despite how much she wanted to because she had not received a letter. thankfully for amari, it was only a little over 2 weeks that she had to wait for her own letter inviting her to join the azure dragons.
    RELATIONSHIPS
    tbd
    her father, dima volkov (fc: ardyn izunia)
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    her mother, anastasia volkov (fc: shoko ieiri)
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    her oldest sister, juno volkov (fc: fujimaru ritsuka (gudako))
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    her oldest brother, lev volkov (fc: diluc)
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    her second oldest sister, alina volkov (fc: yuzuha shiba)
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    her second oldest brother, stefan volkov (fc: kyo sohma)
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  • SCARLET PHOENIXES
    EVIELLE
    GIDEON GRAY
    LEGAL NAME
    Gideon Gray
    AGE & BIRTH
    20 (August 27, 2001)
    ALIAS
    Evielle
    GENDER
    Male
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    5'10" (178 cm) |130 lb (59 kg)
    GANG & RANK
    Veteran of the Scarlet Phoenixes
    ACTIVE SINCE
    August 27th, 2018
    REPUTATION
    Cold, and ruthless failure of a villain
    Home District
    South District
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    Gideon's face is perpetually twisted in a scowl, although he'll drop that in favor of resting bitch face if he's in the presence of someone he likes. His smiles are rare and ephemeral, and a sure sign of approval.

    He has upwards of a dozen barista uniforms, so rather than bother with changing his outfit, he just sticks with his uniforms every day. It consists of a forest green button up shirt with the Clark's Cafe logo embroidered at the breast. He often pairs this with a pair of black pants. For when he needs to fulfill his villain persona, Gideon will don a beige trenchcoat over everything (although he sometimes wears this trenchcoat to school with a scarf when it gets cold out).
    PERSONALITY
    "I must make a great villain." Gideon is obsessed with the idea of being evil. He uses his scary appearance and his cold, jaded personality to try to drive it home. He wants to instigate chaos, cause atrocities, and put people in misery. Problem is, he's not a good villain. Gideon naturally has a kind heart, is weak to cute things, and balks at the sight of gore.

    Gideon is heavily religious, however, he very much bats for the other side. He owns a "Dark Bible" which is in actuality just a bunch of satanic notes. One day he hopes to be able to run his own church (and secretly teach them the power of the dark side). As a part of his religion, he preaches independency, self-advocacy, and tolerance.

    As a regular at Clark's Cafe, Gideon is hopelessly addicted to coffee. He knows how to grind his own coffee, but he still comes to Clark's Cafe because he believes his coffee making skills are inferior. He feels the urge to better his coffee skills and without any sense of reason wants to learn to make latte art.
    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY
    Gideon was born in the central district to a single parent family of one mother. He had never met his father ever in his life. As a wee child, Gideon filled his time watching movies and marvelling at the villains with their fearsome appearances and epic entrances. He vowed that when he grew up he would become a villain too.

    At school, Gideon often got bullied for his family situation. This is where Gideon's prickly attitude began, and where his determination to become an excellent villain stemmed from.

    In high school, three notable things happened. Gideon first joined a coffee shop called Clark's Cafe down in the South, where they served coffee in a reutilized church. Initially, Gideon was just a customer of the cafe until a barista named Pax convinced Gideon to give coffee making a try. It has been almost five years since Gideon joined the cafe.

    While a customer for Clark's Cafe, Gideon began to read up on religion. Although intrigued enough to be proficient enough to give sermons, Gideon realized that he aligned better with the demons and brimstone.

    Finally, when he was taking out money from a bank, he was caught up in the middle of a robbery. The robbery was instigated by none other than a fearsome member of the Scarlet Phoenixes by a person named Klaus. While he intended to be a fearsome, evil figure, Gideon just found them to be cool. He was taken hostage by Klaus to guarantee an escape route, and while Klaus intended to release Gideon after the robbery, Gideon demanded to be kept captive. After days of refusing to leave his captors, Klaus finally relented and allowed Gideon to stay, and took him under his wing.

    While Klaus tried to teach Gideon the ways of being a villain, things were complicated by the fact that Gideon was a Non Potential user. However, Gideon refused to relent. He devised a plan: When an HP banker arrived at a certain parking lot, Gideon booby trapped the entire area with bombs. He had spent the past few days memorizing where they should be put, so by the time Gideon put the plan in action he already knew where every bomb was by heart.

    After a tense battle where Gideon avoided getting into a direct confrontation with the banker through strategic explosions and a little known tactic called "using the elevator," Gideon was finally able to incapacitate the banker and rob him.

    Stealing from the rich never tasted so good.

    However, the banker did ask Gideon a question: "Who are you?" Gideon, who had not thought of a proper evil villain name yet, stuttered and said, "Ev-- Evielle?"

    It was so cringe. Even worse, it actually became his villain name.

    Klaus was impressed, but he couldn't let Gideon into the Phoenixes nonetheless. He was an NP after all. However, there was one day that Gideon realized that he was in fact a HP, not an NP. That day, he cursed God for making him so physically weak.

    And with that, finally Klaus was able to sponsor him into the Phoenixes. It was his birthday present. Finally, Gideon's villain story could begin.

    Currently, Gideon studies history at New Oasis Central University and rooms with a foreigner named Jozef.
    RELATIONSHIPS

    • Ashley Hart: Gideon very much likes Ashley platonically. He also hides behind Ashley like a wall. Much to Ashley's dismay, Gideon pats Ash's head like he's a dog.
    • Yong-Yut Somsri: Gideon and YY have a complex relationship. They squabble and fight with each other. YY calls out Gideon's efforts of being evil. However, they have each other's backs, and Gideon even trusts YY with his bombs and detonation device. On occasion, Gideon will invite YY to hang out with him, in his own tsundere fashion.
    • Rutger Vos: A monster that Gideon partially regrets sponsoring into the Phoenixes. He doesn't feel like the more experienced one when being compared to Rutger, and he's rather scared of him. But deep down inside, Gideon knows he's safe when he's with Rutger, and he greatly appreciates the assassin's friendship.
 
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  • AZURE DRAGONS
    Raptor
    SOPHIE INGRAM
    LEGAL NAME
    Sophia Samson Ingram
    AGE & BIRTH
    24 (October 28, 1996)
    ALIAS
    Raptor
    GENDER
    Female
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    6'3" (190 cm) | 190 lb (82 kg)
    GANG & RANK
    Rookie of the Azure Dragons
    ACTIVE SINCE
    2019
    REPUTATION
    Jesper's overworked pet bird other protector
    Home District
    East District
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    Sophia stands poised at a shade over six feet, with a slim, athletic build and barely tanned skin. Her short, two-tone brown and white hair often resembles a bird's nest, and refuses to cooperate with any attempt to neaten it out. Her eyes, which have an amber hue, need prescription lenses to see anything. She sticks to contact lenses, and would take being blind over having to wear glasses. Sophia wears a suit when on the job. When she has free time (she never has free time) she wears very simple outfits.
    PERSONALITY
    nice lesbian

    Much of Sophia's typical behavior stems from her job as a servant. She is skilled at keeping up a professional exterior. In public, her facial expression never deviates from a slight smile. In private, it's mostly still a front, though a sliver of her emotional, easily excited side comes through. Even when in the presence of others, her natural behavior manifests in the form of a sense of slight optimism. Not cheerfulness, not excitement, just a steady calmness and self-assuredness. Also, she likes attention and praise.
    Sophia cares deeply about the feelings and emotions of others, unless they've done something to be categorized as an Enemy. If she feels she has to, Sophia will work day and night to ensure everyone she cares about is happy. She wants to be useful, helpful. If someone tells her to do something, anything, and she respects them, she'll do it. Maybe she'll feel guilt over it later. Maybe she'll get drowned in work and forget. She has an unhealthy desire to protect those she cares about, regardless of the costs. Her moral compass is centered around her role as a protector and the ones she protects.
    Although she's nearly immune to direct insults, she takes criticism of her work personally. Unless she has some particular respect for whoever is giving the advice, she will simply ignore it and get defensive.
    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY
    TBA, check back in a month
    the basics, no prose needed
    • dad was old butler
    • soph was a good child
    • soph grows up and becomes an Edgy Rebellious Teenager
    • all her friends go to the south and fukcing die
    • she goes home and has Trauma
    • she slowly manages to shove the Trauma into a little box
    • dad has a heart attack and dies
    • Trauma 2: electric boogaloo
    🪶 steals dad's job through nepotism
    • promises herself to not be useless and weak again (even though the accident wasn't her fault)
    RELATIONSHIPS
    TBA, this will not be updated ever
 
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  • ALBINO TIGERS
    DELIQUESCE
    PASCAL CORBIN
    LEGAL NAME
    Pascal Corbin
    AGE & BIRTH
    35 (July 15th, 1986)
    ALIAS
    Lake
    GENDER
    Male
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    5'10" (178 cm) | 150 lb (68 kg)
    GANG & RANK
    Veteran of the Albino Tigers
    ACTIVE SINCE
    July 2004
    REPUTATION
    Apathetic, empathetic, dark-humored
    Home District
    West District
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    Pascal has fair skin, blue eyes, and blond hair. His frame is slim from often having to skip meals, yet not without muscle, built from his line of work. While his face is clean-shaven, his hair is usually shaggy and disheveled. His gaze is tired but friendly, and he often wears a smile on his face, although it seems to be more from habit than genuine happiness.
    PERSONALITY
    Pascal is well-aware of how unfair life can be. He also knows how pointless complaining about it is. That's why he just goes through the motions with work and tries to find joy in the simple things. His motivation for what he does has simply boiled down to self-preservation nowadays, and he has almost become numb to the pleas of his marks. Almost. If there is any possibility of leeway, he is quick to offer it up.

    In the same vein, if he can get away with something, he's quick to do it. He's learned that even if they have a hold on you, if you play along just a little, you'll find their grip loosens up. After all, when you're indebted to someone, your death or incapacitation results in their loss as well.

    Pascal has found there is a certain power in apathy. When you care about nothing, you have nothing to lose. A dream or a goal is something that matters to you, so therefore, he isn't much of a planner. Life has thrown him some big curveballs throughout his years, so he's resigned himself to go with the flow.

    He chooses to keep himself distant from those around him (save for one), and he tries to make sure the company he keeps is self-sufficient. In that case, there's less reason to worry about them if they end up in trouble.
    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY
    While some people were born with silver spoons, Pascal had to use his hands. His whole family was poor and mostly uneducated. His parents worked for a family rich immigrants who were just a few levels below royalty in their home country, serving as maids and gardeners. While the Corbins often wished for the amount of wealth their employers had, they were well-aware of the problems in that household which money couldn't solve. With an absent father and a cold mother, they felt sorry for their employer's son despite him being born into the lap of luxury. Bringing their own son, who was around his age, would kill two birds with one stone. They would save on babysitting costs and hopefully provide their employer's son a friend. That was how Pascal met Chikage.

    Having grown up with Chikage for as long as he could remember, Pascal considers him family. It was also through Chikage that he learned that money wasn't everything. When his mother died, he did his best to be there for him and comfort him. When he had to live with his grandfather, Pascal made sure to keep in touch with him. In turn, in the future, Pascal happily looked forward to Chikage visiting him in the hospital during what he believed were his last days. They grew in different ways, with Chikage seeming to hate men as he got older while Pascal instead took a strong interest. Despite their differences, they had their bond from their early years to fall back on, and that bond was what he was one of the things he was most thankful for when he thought he was at death's door.

    Pascal always knew he was a HP. He had the telltale heightened strength and durability. Nothing showed beyond that though, at least not until he was 15. It started out with him simply feeling thirsty more often, and he seemed to be sweating more. When he end up dehydrated not long after drinking a whole gallon of water though, it was obvious that something was wrong. After being admitted to the hospital, it was discovered that his body was slowly liquifying itself. His organs were turning to water due to an unstable Potential. There were treatments available, but they were far beyond what his family could afford, so he had accepted that his life would soon be over. He had quite a positive mindset for someone presumably at death's door. He tried to let go of any regrets or unfulfilled desires and to just enjoy the time he had left with his friends and family.

    One day, his parents came in with smiles on their faces. These weren't the smiles they usually put on to reassure Pascal, but rather, these were hopeful and genuine. They had a word with the doctor before telling him the good news. He would be starting treatment. He was shocked, but grateful and ecstatic. But where did they get the money? It turned out they had taken a loan from the Albino Tigers. Being extremely familiar with predatory tactics and exorbitant rates, the news put a damper on Pascal's new lease on life. His parents assured him there was nothing to worried about. There was also nothing he could really do in his current situation, so he just let it happen.

    The treatment took about two years, but at age 17, he was able to return to his usual life. Everything was different now, though, as he soon found when he returned to school. His cohorts had all moved ahead with the passing years, while he was back where he had left off. On top of that, his family would now have tense discussions with bill collectors every few days. He might have still been young, but he wasn't stupid. He knew his parents couldn't pay off the loan, the loan they took out for him. There were other ways a debt to the Tigers could be paid off, though.

    Feeling he had no direction in life and not wanting his parents to suffer because of his needs, Pascal ended up shouldering the debt from the treatment costs and joined the Albino Tigers. He has been a member for 17 years now, working primarily to collect debt from other poor saps just like him, but he is sadly not even a bit closer to paying off his debt. He managed to move his parents out of New Oasis in order to keep them safe from the Tigers should anything happen to him, but that comes with the caveat of not being able to contact them.

    He currently lives in a dingy old apartment in the West District and is barely able to make ends meet. Sometimes, he has to skip meals in order to make rent towards the end of the month. If there was any silver lining in his situation though, it's that he's still in touch with Chikage, even if his childhood friend is now a cop, and Captain of the CDPD, no less.
    RELATIONSHIPS
    Nakazajo Chikage: What an unlikely duo. These two make it work though, and have been doing so since diapers. Pascal considers Chikage his closest friend and makes sure to keep in touch regularly, even with their careers being at odds with each other. Their general rule is to not talk about work, but Pascal may or may not have let a few interesting tidbits about the Tigers slip over the years. Oops.
 
  • ALBINO TIGERS
    R̵̭̕Ṇ̵̚G̸̀͜E̵͔͗S̶̯͊Ȗ̶͈S̵͈͋
    Kiwi Bonheur
    LEGAL NAME
    > Kiwi Dior Bonheur
    AGE & BIRTH
    >23 (July 29, 1998)
    ALIAS
    > RNGesus
    GENDER
    > Cis female
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    > 4'10" (147.3 cm) | 193lb (87.5kg)
    GANG & RANK
    > Veteran of the Albino Tigers
    ACTIVE SINCE
    > May 13, 2015
    REPUTATION
    > Data hoarder, computer destroyer
    Home District
    > Central District
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    Kiwi is a little teapot ⁠—short and stout at 4'10, 193lbs. They're a darkskinned person with brown eyes and green and brown dreads, with pin straight bangs. Natural darker brown swirls are plastered on her cheeks. Their style can be condensed into two categories: dim, bluer and greener tones with flowy skirts and crop tops with a hooded vest, or a neon on black, vibrant alt aesthetic. They also appreciate their fair share of piercings.

    As she has a mobility impairment, she can be seen with a neon green walking cane, and/or her service Labrador Retriever, Buttermilk. Commonly, she may instead send her other dog, a German Shepherd named Zygarde, in her place for many things.
    PERSONALITY
    Kiwi'll flash you a friendly smile, help you set up a webpage, show you a neat hack for your favorite video game, and then some. She'll enjoy anyone's company, whether loud and obnoxious, calm and quiet, or even just obscene. She has an interest in combat and, despite not being the most mobile of people, has been working upwards to her combat ability before she needed more help. That is to say, don't underestimate her ability.

    It's not like it'll be important, however, as she prefers staying inside her house all day due to reasons. As she's somewhat of a paranoid person, she's frequently double-checking things within and outside of her space. It comes with the understanding that people can access your information at any time, y'know?

    LIKES:
    +Animals Animals Animals Animals
    +Coding, hacking, and the like
    +Video games
    +Animals
    +Staying home
    +Did I mention animals?

    DISLIKES:
    -Insects
    -Hot weather
    -Immobile Moments™
    -Kiwis (she's allergic)
    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY
    At birth, Kiwi was diagnosed with a physical disorder that would lead to her mobility skills to deteriorate over time. It made learning to walk and handle things difficult when she was young. Very soon after her birth, Kiwi’s mother disappeared, leaving Kiwi in her father’s sole care.

    He was forced to juggle work, fatherhood, and many, many bills on his own. They moved to a cheaper part of Central in order to make housing bills less daunting. It didn’t improve things much, though.

    That stopped, however, when Kiwi was three years old. Her uncle had come to visit and, seeing the state of the household, offered them a place to stay in the West. He promised to handle all their bills and finances, and that all Kiwi’s father had to do was not question him. Kiwi’s father agreed, happy to finally be out of the mud regarding finances.

    For the following years, Kiwi and her father were well. They focused entirely on Kiwi’s health and happiness. For a while, in her preteens, she loved taekwondo and worked hard to build up her skill in it, up until her disorder made it difficult to maintain at age 12. At that point, she had already gained an interest in coding.

    All the while, however, her uncle and father had multiple discussions. Over time, Kiwi’s uncle began to withhold the money and assets from her father and filed false insurance claims for Kiwi. He even disallowed her father to work. Anything to keep Kiwi’s father financially dependent on him. Her father tried to say things against it, but backed down each time the moment her uncle mentioned Kiwi’s need for the money.

    Unbeknownst to him, at age 15 —the same age Kiwi’s uncle bought her the dogs she owns and loves now— Kiwi found something out. With a lot of snooping through her uncle’s files, history, and records, she quickly learned everything her uncle had been hiding from her. Namely, the fact that he was a member of the Albino Tigers and had been financially abusing her father.

    Now, they didn’t question where the money had come from before. Kiwi’s uncle was a popular game and talk show host. He was everywhere, so of course he had money.

    But this revealed a whole other type of ‘rich’ he was.

    Over the next year, she planned to confront him about it, and in late April 2015, she did. A screaming match between the two ensued and both of them attempted to get the other to back down. That night, her uncle left, and the next week, early May, she posted on social media, fit with legitimate records, an attempt to get her uncle shunned by the public.

    Later that day, she found her father crying. He didn’t cry often, so this came as a shock to her. When asked what was wrong, he revealed one simple thing.

    They were bankrupt.

    As a way to get back at Kiwi, Kiwi’s uncle used his power over their finances to put them into debt. Severe debt, with the Albino Tigers he worked for. Not only that, but the scandal fire she had tried to spark was put out as soon as it started. Not many people that saw it believed the post. Even when it did spread a little, people simply ignored the revelation. The entire thing was moot.

    She lost. She put her father in debt and it was all for nothing. It was all her fault.

    They sold as much as they had access to to afford to move into a cheaper house in the West —as cheap, but nice, as they could— and also afford to keep the dogs. Kiwi, in an effort to make it up to her father, joined the Tigers as an indebted member.

    However, she held a misdirected grudge against the lot of them. She avoided them as she could —which was easy, as she never left her house— and those she did meet, she disliked. Especially her uncle, and especially a specific guy’s HP fighting ring. Kason. Some guy —Akira, or something, she’d say back then— paid Kiwi to look into his business, and as soon as she learned even a little bit about it, she hated it. She particularly hated how one specific fighter was treated.

    So she decided to shut it down.

    Late at night, she took control of Kason’s system and led the fighter, named Shinko, to freedom. Rumors say soon after Shinko’s escape, she caused the death of Kason and his coworkers. Kiwi would continue to keep tabs on her from then on.

    Soon enough, the aforementioned ‘some guy’ employed Kiwi full-time. That job, along with other business ventures Kiwi picked up along the way, allowed her and her dad a boost up in terms of their debt. Though, they’re not exactly out of the mud, yet.
    RELATIONSHIPS
    TBA
 
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  • SABLE SERPENTS
    TAKAONNA
    TAKAONNA
    LEGAL NAME
    Shinko Noroi
    AGE & BIRTH
    29 (April 4, 1992)
    ALIAS
    Takaonna
    GENDER
    Female
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    8'7" (262 cm) | 401 lb (182 kg)
    GANG & RANK
    Rookie of the Sable Serpents
    ACTIVE SINCE
    2017
    REPUTATION
    Terrifying...
    Home District
    North District
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    Towering at a height of 8'7 (262 cm) thanks to her Potential (and being able to reach higher because of it), Shinko is eerily skinny and ghastly pale to boot. Her entire self is never kept well: her hair is scratchy, dirty, ruffled, always covering her eyes; everything she wears is used and dirty; she stinks of sewage and garbage, often being covered in the same muck. With her preference of wandering out at night time, it's no surprise that a rumor spawned of the malicious spirit, the "Takaonna." Shinko does anything but blend in, making herself known visibly and audibly wherever she goes. Whether it's the heavy footsteps or the heavy breathing, her monstrous height, or her uncannily slender and long limbs it's easy to pick her out.
    PERSONALITY
    Shinko knows little. Having lacked any proper parental figure, Shinko gained many of her mannerisms on her own or imprints left by those who stuck around enough—typically not lovely people. Shinko has lived through it all: coldness, paranoia, and bitterness. She's become numb to it all—embraced it as a sort of tool to unleash as harm to other people. In her mind, engraved by those who raised her, her purpose is lies with her higher-ups, regardless of if that's what she wants or not.

    On the surface, Shinko is a quiet and reserved individual, barely talking and only giving body gestures to communicate. She follows her peers around whenever they need her, nodding in silence; obeys the ranks' every command, letting it take higher priority above all else. She lets loose amid combat. Takaonna's calling has found a place in the gruesome areas of crime, be it murder, kidnapping, torture, etc. Violence has been the only way she's ever known to solve problems—she was never taught any other way. Shinko has found her place in the Serpents, and at last, she feels right at home.
    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY
    Shinko Noroi. A name that literally means "cursed child."

    She was born in a remote, countryside village of a continent to the East. The society the Noroi family lived in had a norm. Anyone outside of the norm would be seen as disrupting the peace; an alien amid people.

    So when the Noroi family gave birth to their fourth child, a daughter who was pulled out of the womb with sickening limbs—like entrails dragging behind—who was born blind and waddling and crawling around like a long-legged spider—it seemed to spell disaster for the family. Hence the name "Shinko," meaning "curse" in their language.

    Utterly ashamed, her parents acted quick. They told their neighbors it was a terrible miscarriage; bribed the hospital staff to never tell a soul of the truth; locked Shinko away in their unused cellar. The story would end there: a skeleton underneath their home... if not for Shinko's siblings. They were the only reason she survived; sneaking down to feed and nurture her in secret. She grew surprisingly fast, becoming taller than even her oldest sibling at only a few years old. For most of her childhood and the coming years until adolescence, this was how every day was spent. They couldn't speak, and in turn raised Shinko not to raise her voice—something she still mostly abides to today.

    Of course, a naturally curious child, Shinko felt her way around every inch of the cellar; she found a way out: a small window that her family overlooked, letting warm sunlight in all the way from the ceiling. She stretched and climbed her way up—she was free. She felt the grass and wind, heard passing cars and voices... and screams.

    Word circulated around the town of a horrifying monster that roamed the night. It was abnormally tall and slender, moving not at all like a human. They called her the Takaonna.

    It didn't take long for the rumors to reach the Noroi family, and even less time for them to connect the dots. The parents stormed the cellar, where they found her. They knew they had to do something, but they didn't know what. So, for the time, they left her in the cellar, this time stopping the rest of their children from going in all at once in fear that they'd be cursed by Shinko. The visits became less frequent, the meals of lesser quality, and the silence was at an all time high.

    Fortunately for the parents, one of the doctors stopped by with a deal. Why go through the messy, risky process of murder when they could simply sell her away?

    So in the dark of night, when the rest of the family was fast asleep, Shinko vanished, never to be seen again. Under the impression her kindly sisters would be with her, she went along with her parents under someone else's control.

    She said goodbye to the family that raised her... for a new one awaited her, whether she realized it or not.

    The doctor put her and several other coerced HPs on a ship bound for Amestria. Young and unknowing of the malicious intent behind these strangers, Shinko remained quiet—just like she was trained to do. Whoever the group was, when they arrived in Amestria, separated the group and ushered them quietly and calmly. For some like Shinko, they acted as caring as their facade could let them as to not rouse her suspicion.

    She was crammed into a truck, bringing Takaonna into the Western District. There, she met a Tiger named Kason, who she'd work for in the coming years. At this point, she still believed she was in good company.

    Except Kason ran an underground fighting ring, and he wanted an HP under his thumb who would win his fights and rake in the betting money. It was in these fights where Shinko learned the most of what she knows.

    At the power lashed against her by her opponents, she learned pain, fear, and the existence of "bad people".

    At crushing her enemy's head like a watermelon in desperation of wanting out, she learned what taking a life was like—before she even knew the implications of another person's life.

    At the cheers and cries of the audience, she learned taking a life appeared to be a good thing; something to be proud of.

    At how Kason reaped his earnings and rewarded her food for victory, she quickly learned that violence seemed to be the key to everything.

    And so she kept it up; it wasn't like she had any other choice. kept his fighers like prized bulls: contained and always training to better and stronger. However, it didn't take long before Takaonna realized her sisters were not coming back for her this time. When she asked Kason about them, he brushed her off. Before she knew it, she was back where she began: confined, and this time with nobody to help.

    This new life continued for a long period of time. Rest in repetitive confinement, go out to fight when Kason needed her, get the same reward of food, and repeat. For each cycle, she fostered a bizarre new feeling for Kason: hatred. It made her body twitch and tense up at the very sound of his voice.

    One night, though, Shinko awoke to the speaker's buzz as a girl's voice came on rather than Kason's. She spoke to Shinko directly, introducing herself as Kiwi. Kiwi proceeded to take control of the whole prison system and opened Takaonna's cell door. She'd guide Shinko around by the sound of her voice—hopping from speaker to speaker—until she found the exit.

    In her first moments of freedom, she had two choices: run into Central District and seek help, or...

    Shinko already made her choice.

    In the dead of night, Takaonna returned to Kason's office building. He, a number of accomplices, and a host of guards were partying after her successful fight in the ring. Her arms reached over the walls of the building, pulling herself around to where the noise was loudest. She found a window, and there, she burst in.

    Gunfire and screams rang out that night. Nor did they last. The bodies would be found either strangled or with their bodies contorted in sickening ways, having almost every bone in their body broken. Walls and floors saw damage, usually with remnants of a person at the end of it.

    As for Kason himself... Shinko grabbed him by the foot, pulling him from a doorway, across the halls. She swung with him grasped tightly—anywhere, wherever—through walls, against the floor; many, many times. Takaonna only stopped when she felt blood drench her hand, and she realized his upper torso was no longer there. After that, she disappeared for good.

    At some point, Shinko accidentally wandered into the North District, and inadvertently Serpent territory. She crossed paths with a gangster by the name of Lilith Svanenhielm, who took a liking to the odd girl. She ended up inducting Shinko into the Serpents—yet again without her knowledge or say. Still... as the years went on and the Serpents' reign continued, the Takaonna has taken a liking to the new lifestyle presented for her.

    Urban legends persist in Central District about a tall and slender humanoid creature roaming the streets after dark.
    RELATIONSHIPS
    TBA
 
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  • AZURE DRAGONS
    Raith
    Gav
    LEGAL NAME
    Gavril Ikkaban Surri-Alcazar
    AGE & BIRTH
    07/20/1994
    ALIAS
    Raith
    Gender
    M
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    6'5 | 177 LBS
    GANG & RANK
    Veteran
    ACTIVE SINCE
    2011-17 & 2022
    REPUTATION
    Devilish Chad & Spirit of Wrath
    Home District
    Overseas (Bethall Isles)
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    Compare him to five or four years and you'd think he was one of those comic book, fictional characters that trained on an island or on some dojo for a couple months, to a year, and suddenly came out not just changed in body but in mind. Gav from before he left Oasis, is not the same as he once was after returning. Where he was no taller than 5'5 despite being older than most rookies that joined the Dragons at 18, and possessed a leaner form of muscle, as well as a much younger visage, Gav's body has finally gone through it's growth spurt- not just in height but in form. Aside from his appearance changing over the last few years at an alarming rate, he's also gained some scars. Several on his back, one along his cheek, all of which have fully healed- leaving pale marks and lines along the length of his back in crosses; healed scars along his arms; and tattoos.

    He has two emerald green dragons that wind around his arms and stop at his shoulders, glaring with purple flames licking around their scales, yellow eyes dilated into slits. As well as a tattoo on his right waist, around the hip of a clenched claw, dripping blood- a mark of recognition from his House that he did not have before. The third tattoo Gav has on his back is a Strange symbol with crossed swords, and word Kurban tattooed on it.

    PERSONALITY

    During his time with the Dragons, Gav was a short, belligerent, quick-tempered, loud and assertive guy. Friendly until you rubbed him the wrong way then he got mildly petty- he was prone to acting childish to some degree when really irritated and ticked off, and he radiated alpha male energy, and sometimes acted like it. While he hasn't lost the boisterous air he once possessed, he is a lot more mature than he once was. He's more temperamental, thinks now instead of just reacting on reflex or impulse, no longer carries that sense of pettiness he once had born from being cultivated in the noble circles, and is less likely to react to being taunted in a fight than he would have been.

    His humor however, hasn't changed- its grown in unique ways. And that's probably the one thing to watch out for.
    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY

    Two nations, once an empire- fractured and divided not long before the HP explosion. Bethall and Timbekka had a complex relationship, and this relationship would influence the lives of the natives that travelled between the two countries. Both countries would grow to have separate identities, both were generally distant but not far from Amestria or Oasis itself, and both had a different perspective on the introduction of HPs into the world from within their own land, and a mutual dislike for each other over time through decades of geopolitical conflict with one another that never seemed to stop since the division that led to the fracture of its once great empire nearly two hundred and thirty years ago.

    The Alcazar came to become a part of the political system that Bethall now upheld. Reformed after the last war ended and around the period of the big boom as a new ideology took root in the nation under the Royal Mauds, this political system played favoritism with HPs- or those that had relatives whom possessed what the people of both Bethall and Timbekka called in their native tongue, 'Essence'.

    'Essence' was to put it simply, the gift of the inter-dimensional being, Anru. Anru was a spirit in some parts of the Archipelago, in other parts they were a god, in other forms Anru was a demon that had sought to test humanity-- gender varied depending on the region of the archipelago, sometimes it hardly mattered- but the identity of Anru stemmed from the Royal Mauds. The inspirators of the belief along with their allies who spread it across the nation and even to Timbekka of which it had a more unique interpretation.

    In Bethall, people who were not normal, who were part of the HP Race were said to be blessed with Anru's Essence. This paranormal alteration of the body made HPs what they were. While Timbekka had a different interpretation of Anru that catered towards demonic, Bethall turned the outlook towards HPs into something beneficial. It made them revered, not regarded as monsters, but treated justly. Stronger than NPs of which there was a majority, but not to be ostracized because they were different. HPs born on its islands were like gems discovered in a cave. They were to be cherished, and the Revered Circle was the best way to inspire that.

    Considered to be the spiritual servants of the God Anru, and allies of their new leaders, the Revered Circle was a newly formed aristocracy that awarded the status of nobility to a individual and allowed them to pass it on should they create a family. Homopotentialis were merely beings born with a gift that their god has granted them. And Gav was born to one of the few families across this archipelago nation that had achieved an Honorary status, bestowed by the monarch of the nation.

    Being part of the Revered, didn't just label you with status and a level of recognition- it brought responsibilities. Gav, was a noble. He had duties in the future. His family were based in the eastern part of the country, where the interpretation of Anru was that the interdimensional being that bestowed the gift to humanity which would forever alter some of them genetically, did it as a cruel test to determine whether mortals could survive the temptations of power and greed, or overcome it and be greater than they were. Alcazar's, at least the specific ones born with powers- tended to have good ones, often noticeable between prepubescence's and adolescence.

    Unlike a majority of his family, Gav would always struggle with his powers- never fully understanding what it was he could even do. And because of that ignorance, he quickly became labelled as a piece by his mother to be used for political purposes, and nothing truly important.

    Gav spent most of his life within the Revered circle, considered something of subpar, like most HPs that had less than useful abilities, he was dismissed as being just that.

    He was a pretty face, a person that was a tool- and he knew it, and he hated it.

    He was less than useful to his House. Not a thing his father could do would help him, even if he had wanted to- which at times, he often didn't. His siblings if anything, three older sisters, were all particularly cruel in pointing out his failure to truly understand himself- as if you were an HP, being able to understand your capabilities was a core part of understanding your true identity. Though he was trained to fight because conflicts in the East were common due to their proximity to Timbekka's Southwestern coast, he never got put up in the field and instead was regulated to public face activity or general patrol outposts when he started adolescence. Considering his country was a meritocracy that had a favoritism towards exceptionality and uniqueness, he couldn't even show what made him unique. What allowed him to stand out- so he probably wasn't unique at all- and though he fought to deny this stigma that his family used in some ways to emotionally manipulate him to push harder, it also became a crippling fear that drove him at times to act out.

    Especially when war came charging towards their home.

    When it came to battle, there were some Revered Houses the Crown would use as military chess pieces to back up its militia. The Alcazar's were one of the powerhouses that could be used in conflict with foreign nations or even in its own borders- they were renown, for being effective on the battlefield and considered one of the top houses for it- so when a surprise attack slammed into his home on a holiday meant for relaxation, it was not a surprise- but what was, was the betrayal of some of their own allies in the aristocracy turning on them.

    It was not a good time for him to try and play hero. But he did. And while he managed to score a blow that would scar the enemy in a manner which would only unintentionally bring a stronger war to the forefront, it also left one sister horrible wounded- and for that he was punished. Sent away to a ally's home to be watched there.

    He had never felt so much fury, and then so much elation when another battle came knocking on their door again.

    This time though they lost- and with reports of aristocrats being targeted specifically in the Revered Circles, an order from his family forced Gav and this ally of his to be sent to allies in Amestria.

    Life could have been different, if they weren't followed and their ship sent off course due to damages on the way.

    Leaving them stranded in Oasis. A city he'd heard nothing good about from reports in the past.

    Being the defacto leader of the survivors of their ruined ship, Gav dragged everyone with him towards the Eastern District, where after a series of months of playing vigilante, he was invited to join the gang in 2011.

    There, he made a name for himself as Raith- harbinger of fury. In the Dragons, Gav found certainty in his usefulness, and in turn gained the freedom to exercise his powers over seven years he was there, in ways he had not while at home. The Dragons for a time, Ruri to Shen from before he was King and then even after he was for the two years Gav was there, found an abundance in friends that he did not just have to be friends with because someone else said so or because it was for the sake of politics- he found something genuine- he cherished that, until one day a messenger discovered him years later, and delivered a message that pushed him to go back home.

    The death of his mother, grandfather, and capturing of his father- reminded Gav of just why he had been sent away to Oasis in the first place. Maybe it was guilt over realizing how comfortable he had become in Oasis despite how terrible things were back home, or maybe it was something else. Whatever it was, without revealing much, like he had for years, he was there one day- leaving goodbyes the next. He vanished in 2017, the Raith of the Dragons disappearing with him.

    For a year Gav maintained contact with his friends overseas when he was back in Bethall, but that was shortlived. His letters became less frequent. The video chats became less common- and then one day he just stopped sending messages or replying altogether. Three years of radio silence, and he had implied that he was fighting something back home. Something big.

    Anyone could have assumed the worst.

    Three years later though, here he is back. Fresh off the port. Returning to The Dragons, no longer like he once was.
    RELATIONSHIPS

    Ruriko: Knew Ruri from Rookie years, they clicked pretty quickly and maintained contact even after he left. The two were close, close enough that Gav even knew Shumei and Shen and interacted with them on some level regularly. When he left, he didn't do it in person. Leaving Ruriko a message that he was glad to have been her friend and was glad to have known her. She was one of the first people he contacted when he got back to Bethall safely. She was one of the last people he talked to. Has no idea he has returned.

    Shen: Knew Shen before he was the King of the Dragons, and was there for a brief period of time after. He finds Shen's friendly atmosphere partially grating but despite not entirely liking or dislike Shen Gav, congratulated the new king on his success when he became King, however privately- never liked what he did to his cousin to take the title- and still hasn't forgotten it to this day. To say he dislikes Shen would be a lie, but he doesn't adore him either. Certainly not to the level Ruriko came to, but has never shown it or made these feelings personally known.

    Kairong: Trained with Kairong not long after joining the Dragons. Considers him his mentor, spiritually guider- and one of the people that set him on the path to being so quick to jump the gun.


 
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  • SCARLET PHOENIXES
    Poena (Vali)
    Noa Bakoria Aquanaut
    LEGAL NAME
    Noa Bakoria Aquanaut
    AGE & BIRTH
    26 (October 11st,1995)
    ALIAS
    Poena (Though she insists on Vali)
    GENDER
    Female
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    5'10" (178 cm) | 148 lbs (67 kg)
    GANG & RANK
    Veterain of the Scarlet Phoenixes
    ACTIVE SINCE
    2014
    REPUTATION
    Avenger Of The Phoenixs and The Harbinger Of Vengeance.
    Home District
    Central - South District
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    Tall with long white hair and aquatic blue eyes, she has a athletic build and typically sports on summer clothes, though there are occasions where she will be found wearing a white dress, usually for events where she is representing her family or her parents company.
    PERSONALITY
    On the surface, Noa is nice, polite and friendly with just about most people, she usually acts more than she thinks, which practically made her become a highly experienced improvisor as a result. Despite Noas act first think later nature, she is pretty intelligent and loves physical activities, especially swimming and soccer. Being a member of the Aquanaut family, she was practically expected to know how to swim and be good at it as well, she also is noted to have a vast amount of knowledge on marine animals and has a bit of experience with business and security. However Noa has a burning hatred for Snakes and a dislike for Tigers and Dragons, but when it comes to the Phoenixs she typically likes to forge strong bonds with them and push them to get stronger every day. Notably having her own little friendship groups, who she favors and works with the most, she is loyal to the friends in her friendship circle but is a bit more indifferent to her more run in the mil friends who she doesn't know as well. Though Noa typically sports a feisty and tomboyish attitude, she does love a good joke and likes a good reference from show, though she only really gets the most popular references. She hates HPs that bully NPs, especially for no good reasons, she has been practicality noted to save NPs and help them get revenge on HPs that have wronged them, though she does have her price.

    Likes
    - Otters
    - Swimming
    - Soccer
    - Scarlet Phoenixs
    - Her Teammates
    - Her Friends
    - Her Family
    - NPs
    - A good Joke.
    - Vengeance
    - Stories

    Hates
    - Sable Serpents
    - Attacks On Her Friends, Teammates or Family
    - Attacks On The Scarlet Phoenixes
    - Senseless harming of NPs.
    - Blackmail

    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY
    Noa belongs to they Aquanaut family, where she has one sister and a brother, both HPs along with their parents. The Aquanaut family is a rich family who owns Aquaworld Resorts, a company devoted to protecting the oceans and marine wild life, they have been noted to own Aquaworld Amusement Park, a theme park noted for their rides, food area and rescued marine animals that make their home there. Noa has lived in a underwater mansion close to Central and the South, and is mostly home schooled by private tutors. Noa had always enjoyed going to her families amusement park and knows just about ever marine animal, they even got to know just about all the marine animals at their families park and has become personally fond of the otters, and eventually adopted a family of them for her to take care of at home. As she grew older she became more invested in their families company, and started to work closely with the Security department of their company, she learned that most of the companies security issues stemmed from chaotic HPs, dealing with them became a frustrating task for them, and they eventually took a more hands on approach to it, personally banning and kicking out unruly HPs, typically after they were given the power from 5 -10 other HPs that were under her security detail.

    Noa wasn't really fond of the gangs especially the Sable Serpents who caused a lot of trouble for her and her company, she originally wanted to work independently from the gangs, wanting nothing to do with them. But after the Scarlet Phoenix's took over Central, Noa was convinced by a Childhood friend who just happened to be a Pheonix to join them. She was reluctant at first, but figured that having the most dominate gangs support would help them keep the Snakes and Tigers at bay, after joining she quickly became a notable member, for her name and power. Once she reached Veteran Status she founded her own group known as the Firebirds, though it mostly consisted of NPs who weren't official Phoenix's, but they did help Noa out by giving them information within the south and central.

    Since becoming a Phoenix she opened her own Tattoo Parlor in the South, well known for Tattoo making, and the Specialty Tattoos that she sells, the Specialty Tattoos were occasionally used to help NPs get Revenge on any HP that has wronged them, which got them the name Poena as a result, but there are other most innocent reasons for these Tattoos as well. The prices of her specialty Tattoos vary on the Reason, Length of Time Activation Time, and how long the persons wishes to have the Tattoo, she has become notable for helping people get revenge or get the advantage they need to beat someone for sure. While Noa is noted to get missions assigned to them done, she hasn't been noted to do things herself many times.
    RELATIONSHIPS
    Helva Linxal - Noa and Helva are Childhood friends, the Linxal and Aquanaut family are noted to be very close, just about akin to best friends. Helva was also the main one to introduce them to the Scarlet Phoenix and eventually joined after being convinced by her.

    (NPC) Kyshoden Alveshto (Týr) - Their Phoenix bodyguard, whenever it comes to their work as a Phoenix Kyshoden is there by her side, ensuring the safety and security of Noa.
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    Potential: Danger Sense - They can sense nearing danger, acute danger, potential immediate danger, or impending danger and sense unwanted or hectic threats to their well-being with enough time to react to it and possibility evade it.
 
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  • SABLE SERPENTS
    KRAKEN
    DAMIAN
    LEGAL NAME
    Damian
    AGE & BIRTH
    26 (October 08, 1995)
    ALIAS
    Kraken
    GENDER
    Male
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    6'6" (199 cm) | 201 lb (91 kg)
    GANG & RANK
    Veteran of the Sable Serpents
    ACTIVE SINCE
    2011
    REPUTATION
    XX
    Home District
    North District
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    Damian is a tall young man that wears a smile more often than not. His pitch-black eyes pair well with his dark hair and piercings, but they greatly contrast his slightly pale skin.
    PERSONALITY
    Instead of being guided by a moral compass, Damian is a person completely driven by curiosity. He chases whatever peaks his interest and will continue to indulge himself until he's eventually satisfied. Whether something is right or wrong is inconsequential. The only thing that ever matters is what he wants.

    Because he spent a large portion of his life isolated from the world, there are some things about society Damian still doesn't understand. While he isn't exactly dumb, his ignorance about certain things can make him come across as a bit airheaded at times. However, he is eager to fill in the blanks.

    Having no inhibitions, he speaks his mind freely at all times. He'll approach anyone without reservation, regardless of their attitude toward him or others. Even if he's treated with disdain, it never has any effect on his oddly friendly demeanor. He'll continue to walk around with a smile, no matter what happens around him.

    Because he doesn't object to much, Damian is a very easy person to get along with. He rarely judges anyone for their actions or personality, accepting anything that comes his way. The only time he takes an issue with someone is if they try to place him under their control.

    Damian greatly values his freedom. Anyone that threatens it is an enemy, and he'll show little hesitation to remove any obstacle in his way. However, if he's amused or intrigued enough by the idea, he's fine with taking orders and playing along. It all comes down to how he's feeling.

    He's extremely capricious, and it's hard to predict his actions. Even though he lays everything bare for all to see, it can be difficult to figure out what goes on in his head. At times, his curiosity can be endearing and almost childlike, and his limitless acceptance can be seen as a virtue. However, it's clear that something isn't right with him, and his good traits can come off as unnerving.

    Because he's entirely motivated by curiosity, he can perform acts of cruelty without a second thought. He never does so solely out of a desire to cause harm, but he has no objection to it if it's a byproduct of something else. It's nothing to him.

    While he's normally unflappable, Damian is vulnerable to reminders of his time as a lab rat, particularly enclosed spaces. Suffering from extreme claustrophobia, he is prone to destructive outbursts when he feels trapped. He loses his sense of self, running wild and destroying everything around him until the suffocating feeling ends.
    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY
    His earliest memories are of being poked and prodded at by figures dressed in all white. Isolated from the rest of the world, he was kept under lock and key as a research subject for individuals who were desperate for knowledge pertaining to homo potentialis. Due to his regenerative capabilities, he proved to be a wellspring of valuable materials and was often harvested. Always under heavy sedation, he was never able to lift a finger, forced to endure being treated as a lab rat.

    Whenever he wasn't under the knife, he was kept inside a room completely devoid of light. It was cold and cramped, no better than a coffin. The only thing that kept him from completely losing himself and being consumed by his own thoughts was the sound of a small radio. It was his sole source of stimulation, feeding him information about a world he'd never known.

    Desperate to block out the echoes of terror-inducing sounds and voices, as well as his own thoughts, he focused entirely on whatever came through the little black box. Music soothed him, talk shows made him feel less alone, and news broadcasts helped him learn about what went on in the world beyond the walls. All of these things brought him comfort, but they also reminded him of his harsh reality.

    Because the radio allowed him to better understand the passage of time, he realized just how long he'd been trapped. He'd spent years confined to a single space, only ever seeing the light when being cut apart or fed food through a slot. It was a never-ending cycle, and he was desperate to see all the things he'd heard about with his own eyes. Having almost no chance of realizing that dream, the radio brought him almost as much despair as it did comfort.

    Eventually, a sudden change shook up the previously unchanging pattern in his life. While someone was usually responsible for replacing the radio's batteries whenever they ran low, there came a day when the sound stopped permanently. Everything else continued as normal, but his lifeline to the outside world had been completely cut, leaving him with nothing.

    Without the radio, he only had his thoughts as company. They were never good thoughts, and he was tormented by his own mind. It always felt like he was suffocating, overwhelmed by darkness and silence. The threads that'd been held together by the little black box suddenly snapped, and he reached a point of no return.

    The drugs used to keep him docile lost their effectiveness as he entered a panic-induced frenzy. He forced his way out of his prison and tore through anything that entered his line of sight, including the people who'd kept him entombed. By the time he finally calmed down, there was nothing but red-stained rubble around him. However, he didn't have any interest in the aftermath of his rampage. All he cared about was his first view of the night sky.

    After escaping captivity, he was free to do whatever he chose. Instead of trying to trace his origins, connect with family, or discover how he'd ended up in such a terrible situation, he set off to do whatever seemed like fun. Naming himself Damian, he wandered New Oasis and went after anything that peaked his curiosity. He learned as much as he could about the world and chased experiences never made available to him. For a time, he even chose to masquerade as a student after claiming uniforms from unfortunate citizens.

    As he often caused a fuss during his travels, intentionally or otherwise, he inevitably crossed paths with the city's other troublemakers, including the Sable Serpents. Thinking that joining up with the murderous, drug dealing group could be fun, he inserted himself into the gang by showing up one day while wearing black clothes, claiming that he'd always been there.
    RELATIONSHIPS
    Kinsley: One of the oldest targets of his boundless curiosity. Damian has had a keen interest in Kinsley and her Potential ever since she joined the Sable Serpents. Fascinated by her symbiote and its displays of individuality, he spends a great deal of time around her, even going as far as to show up on her doorstep unannounced whenever the mood strikes him. His curiosity aside, he's developed a certain fondness for the two of them on account of their shared history as lab rats.

    Peyton: A fellow lab rat that Damian enjoys observing on account of the young man's mutated Potential. They spent a fair amount of time together prior to Peyton's defection, but the current Dragon's status has had no impact on Damian's opinion of him. Compared to the start of their relationship, he's noticed that he and Peyton get along better these days, and Damian is even willing to provide rides by hoisting him up with his tentacles.
 
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