Realistic or Modern Gang Wars Character Thread!

[AceTheLizardKing]

I said I'd get this up a few days ago but uh... This is the first time I've actually opened my laptop since that promise so! Gang wars character sheet! Here it is!

The bare minimum I ask for is found below, but feel free to add additional information. If you have already posted a character sheet in the discord, feel free to copy paste over here (unless you're particularly masochistic and decide to start over fresh. I guess I don't judge!)

Character Name:
Nickname or Alias:
Age:
Gender:
Gang:
Gang Position:
Gang Specialty: (Medic, Informant, Drug Mule, etc etc. Basically what do they do in/for the gang?)
Favorite Jobs: (i.e assassinations, burglaries, recon against other gangs, etc etc.)
Description: (This can be a written description or a faceclaim)
Personality: (This can be in bullet/list format or in a paragraph, please include at least three flaws or negative traits to your characters)
Backstory:
Other:

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[AceTheLizardKing]

Saving this next post so I can be cool and have my characters at the top of the list for my own rp lmfao

 

[Trektek]

Character Name: Bartholomew Redmondton
WIP


Nickname or Alias: Blackhand
Age: 43
Gender: Male
Gang: Strikers
Gang Position: Leader
Gang Specialty: Lead the Gang, Make the major decisions, Assassinations, and Arms Dealing
Favorite Jobs: Assassinations and Arms Dealing
Description: Bartholomew Redmondton has a muscular build, with small scars on his right cheek. His Left Arm and Right Leg are prosthetic limbs of high quality. His leg was a BKA (Below Knee Amputation) and his arm was a AEA (Above Elbow Amputation). He wears thick black gloves, combat boots, and fatigues under a black leather jacket. His hair is becoming salt and pepper on the sides and he keeps his hair military buzz cut length.
Personality: The Blackhand, is usually calm and collected when making decisions on the battlefield and forgiving of small mistakes that his gang makes. If, however, it is a second offense or a major error or mistake, he will ensure that that individual does not make that same mistake again. Make him truly angry though, and nothing will stop from from inflicting serious harm to the offender as an extreme bloodlust comes over him.
For those that join his gang, he doesn't treat as though any are expendable. To him, everyone that is a member of the Strikers is family. For him, having been as he felt, abandoned by the United States in his time of need, he has provided a location where people can be welcome and to be themselves, even if they are psychos for hire. For this reason, anyone that is a traitor to him or the Strikers, don't tend to last very long.

(This can be in bullet/list format or in a paragraph, please include at least three flaws or negative traits to your characters)
Backstory:
Other:

 

[StaidFoal]

MIMIR
Leader and creator of the Legion, intelligent red hat hacker of extreme ideologies, and certifiable ghost.

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Name: Lars Roth
Age: 71
Gender: Male
Gang: The Legion
Gang Position: Leader

Gang Specialty: The gang's leader and creator; he decides which people to dig into and expose; former detective, and an expert in finding out every detail of a person; controlling dozens of drones that surveil the city, recording audio and visuals linked to several monitors in his room.

Favorite Jobs: Exposing power players and hardened criminals and watching their sweet, sweet collapse; particularly when he must sentence them while on the public TV broadcasts. Also enjoys watching Xenia grow as his protégé.

Description: Nobody, save for his Xenia, knows what Mimir looks like. He could walk down the street, but all anyone would see is a senile, old man who could never hurt a fly.


Personality: A bitter old man with radical ideals (which, he will never say, are borderline police state) for the world—and ambitious plans to get there. His intelligence is often compared to that of Sherlock Holmes. He focuses more on building up the Legion based on strict procedure and a V for Vendetta motif. But through his anonymity, Mimir displays a great deal of pride, often talking about himself as the God of Intelligence, Mimir, and believing himself exempt from all wrongdoing; he is absolutely faithful to his own ideas for what is best for the world and its governments to grow; he reveals very little about himself out of pure paranoia, so his; and his position as the gang leader may not come across as strongly because of his physical absence.


Backstory: Mimir's past is as unknown as his own identity, shrouded in a black mist. The only things he spoke of during the times he made an appearance through his avatar were: as a boy how he always had a knack for learning how things worked, getting bored with toys and other devices once he fully understood their mechanics; in his years as a young adult, he earned a degree in psychology and developed an interest in the rotten crimes that made rounds in the headlines, soon becoming a skilled police detective; how he caught two unknown serial killers.

Lars was a man who wanted nothing more than rightful justice and to make the world a better place. The only things that have changed since then were his ways of going about this goal.

At some point in life, a murder case against a high-ranking military general's son never made it to court despite the mass amounts of evidence Lars compiled. No matter how hard he fought to serve justice, they shot it down. Lars had his suspicions, though kept quiet. It was this event that planted the seed for his beliefs.

Later on, by talking to the right people and going off on a hunch and bare-boned evidence of a personal investigation, he could peek behind the curtain. And he did not like what he saw.

As he has said to Xenia Samec: "When you peek behind the curtain, the world falls around you. Every celebrity, every hero you admired; now you only see selfish, detestable scum."

Lars quit the police force shortly after, having lost faith in the higher-ups and their capability to hand out justice because of all they let slide under the table. Every time he dug in a different place in the world, there was a rooted corruption somewhere in the authority. No matter how much good they did or if the problem was solely on an individual, he chose to only look at the worst there was to offer, for it wasn't his ideal of integrity.

Soon, Lars Roth, the remarkable detective, vanished into a tunnel of obscurity.

And what emerged from the other side was Mimir, the God of Intelligence, who knew all that should have been. Somewhere in this tunnel that transformed him, he met the ex-CIA agent Xenia Samec, a young woman with similar aspirations and ideologies, when a gunshot wound from his younger years sprang up again and he required aid of a nurse. The two were self-proclaimed visionaries with a specific view of how the world should be run, and a "perfect system for justice."

The younger woman was the last bridge for Lars to become Mimir, who was quick to learn about the ins and outs of modern technology—and just as quick to teach the elderly man, who always was a fast learner.

With access to this new outlet, his ambitions flared up again. Behind each immoral decision was a selfish person, always with enough power and influence to deflect the blame. No more, he decided. If things were to change, the world did not have enough time to wait.

With Xenia's help, the Legion was formed; an organization for those wanting to live in a utopian society and willing to fight for one. Not through physical means, but mainly using Mimir's greatest asset: intelligence.

But as the days tick away, one thing became certain to the frail old man. He would not live to see the fruits of his aspirations. That privilege lied with his protégé. And in one phone call, it was decided that she would be the one to take the mantle whenever the time came.


Other: To the entire city, Mimir is a ghost. The only person who knows him is his protégé and stand-in presence, Xenia Samec. Nobody knows his name, his age, where he is, his real voice; nothing. Through his live hacks on TV broadcasts, the most anyone else would know is his moniker of Mimir, his association with the Legion, and what he sounds like when put through a voice changer. Some may speculate that he doesn't exist or that some low-ranking member of the gang is responsible for Mimir's presence, but the fact of the matter is, whenever he makes an appearance through his hacks, someone is about to have their entire life of crime and wrongdoing exposed.

Learning about certain people is easier if they have an online presence or are a famous bigwig. As he expected, people like the rivaling gang leaders are harder to dig into. But, the skilled members of the Legion are working as his special task force to build up a dossier; progress is being made, but slowly.

 

[KayCooper]

Character Name: Aerona Arbeider
Nickname or Alias: The Heart, Mother, Lady Death.
Age: 43
Gender: Female
Gang: Pixie Dust
Gang Position: Leader

Face Claim Bianca Balti

Gang Specialty: Aerona is the cold-blooded leader of the Pixie Dust gang. She is a cunning woman who has managed to grow her small gang into an empire that rivals all of the gangs around them.

Favorite Jobs: Drug deals. Any new drug on the market typically comes from her labs. She makes sure that the competition never gets off the ground.
Personality: Aerona is a cold woman, who shows little affection towards anyone, even her own son. She is strict, calculating, and determined above all else. There is very little that will get in the way of her goals. Though she does put on a friendly demeanor for business meetings, her smile is never more than a mask to hide how she is really feeling.

Backstory: Aerona does not talk much about her childhood. She grew up in the Netherlands and was attending Wageningen University when she got pregnant with Bel. She did not allow his birth to ruin her plans, and graduated with a master’s degree in business. She quickly began to build massive amounts of wealth, but still craved more power. Moving to the United States with her son in search of new opportunities, she was introduced to a world that she had never considered. A world of crime. If she wanted more power, more money, she would need to step outside the lines the law had laid out. There was far more money to make selling drugs, than there was in any of her other businesses. She was not afraid to get her hands dirty, and soon she had unseated the previous drug lords and found herself an Empress at the top of a world of crime.

Other: Aerona is skilled in hand-to-hand combat, though she very rarely needs to resort to that. She is constantly surrounded with lackeys who are willing to step in to defend their mistress with their lives. Aerona has two Belgian Malinois that remain at her side at all time. They are named Lieve and Hart and she 100% loves them more than her son.

 

[StaidFoal]

XENIA SAMEC
Loyal protégé and surrogate for Mimir, ex-CIA field analyst, gifted surveillance expert, and fierce meritocrat.

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Character Name: Xenia Samec
Nickname or Alias: X
Age: 39
Gender: Female
Gang: The Legion
Gang Position: Mimir's protégé and surrogate; his "mouthpiece." (Not the second-in-command)

Gang Specialty: Xenia acts as Mimir's voice, echoing his orders and will throughout the Legion, as he is too frail for constant excursions. She supplies the gang members with required tech (such as VR headsets linked to the Legion's meeting hub [reference pic] and anything else they may need), manages Legion's inner workings, and does whatever the leader cannot do in person.

Favorite Jobs: Surveillance, first and foremost; there are several ways to eavesdrop or record a person without their knowing, in places where they would not expect. She enjoys tinkering with Mimir's drones—with his permission—to make them quieter, faster, and enhance their capabilities.


Personality: Xenia displays an elitist view of the world; has been from an early age. An extreme meritocrat, she believes in the rule of competence. Those born with superior skills and intellect should lead, the rest should follow, and questioning this natural and global hierarchy only leads to chaos and decline. Xenia has no doubts in which tier she belongs. Like Mimir, she shares his arrogance and faith in her own foresight and capabilities; her beliefs for an ideal rule to quash time is, like Mimir's, borderline police state, not that she would ever view it that way; her beliefs of meritocrat privileges sometimes cause trouble between others.


Backstory: Xenia was born in the Czech Republic around the time they returned to a liberal democracy. Her upper middle-class parents both worked in national intelligence. Xenia studied geo-politics in the US and spent some time at the Sherman Kent School for Intelligence Analysis, where her instructor called her the most gifted surveillance specialist of her generation. After graduation, she disappeared into murky-at-the-time operations of CIA.

Her time as an operative brought her around the globe, from funneling money and mass cover-ups in "backwater" countries or places under a rule that worried America until the end of the Cold War. Her meritocratic ideals made it easier for Xenia to show apathy for their actions, shifting the blame on those wronged by her for "choosing to be run over by the wheel rather than ride behind it." Despite her beliefs, she climbed the ranks of her cell.

Problems first arose when her chief officer retired. Xenia expected to be chosen to take his place based on her gifted skill set on the field. Instead, the man's son got it. And, without a second thought, Xenia fought against this decision; more than enough, which led to a demotion. This wasn't a singular case, though. Not only did things like this happen within CIA, they occurred in businesses and in society.

Fed up with the new, nonsensical systems coming in play, Xenia peeked behind the curtain, and she didn't like what she saw. Her issues lied within the exact incident's problem that she fought against: every under-the-table deal was done because of money and the selfishness of people who put no effort to get to their positions.

Xenia resigned shortly after. She'd read the writing on the wall; she knew that the world was heading in a direction "more for the common folk" and the rich families rather than those who displayed their competence.

Afterwards, she considered founding a political party called "Future Federation," which would have been characteristically elitist, crypto-fascist, movement promoting a bold brand of meritocratic corporatocracy with a dash of transhumanism. She lacked the funds to start it up, though, so Xenia put her medical skills to use and work as a nurse for hire.

By her saying, it was a complete miracle that the person who hired her was Lars Roth.

At first, Xenia fell under the impression that he was just a sad old man in his dying years who reminisced about the olden days. But as she listened to his stories, his ideals, and how constantly tried fighting for his beliefs and what he believed was right, something invigorated the ex-CIA (which Lars figured out an hour after her arrival, basing his hunch off of her minute habits and gait common for said operatives). They were brought together because they were both wronged by the government they served.

With all that Lars did to peek behind the curtain, he had practically worked himself to old age, losing hope when he realized what the future held for people like them.

He'd convinced her that the only way for her ambitions to succeed was if the government was mended to how the two saw fit. It infuriated Xenia, seeing how a genius mind went to waste because of how the government chose to operate. There was still so much the man needed to gift the world. And rather than take this "fact" lying down, Xenia decided that if Lars came and went, a new society would never arrive. She knelt down by the frail old man and showed him of how it was still possible to make a great change.

Pooling resources from her old CIA contacts and a multi-billion dollar tech firm in Korea, the Legion was founded based on these ideals and technology that would spread Mimir's beliefs.

She held herself responsible for managing the logistics and other aspects of the gang, using her knowledge and training to their fullest potential. Xenia admires Mimir and holds undying loyalty to the man, viewing themselves as one and the same: visionaries ahead of their time.

Currently, she serves as the frail elder's surrogate and voice for the Legion.

 

[mirkwood]

Character Name: Jack McCann
Nickname or Alias: Also known as Blackjack, just because it sounds cool
Age: 23
Gender/sexuality: Male, straight
Gang: Pixie Dust Gang
Position: Second
Gang Specialty: He'll pretty much do anything he needs to. He's very much a believer of 'if you want something done right, you might as well do it yourself'. He has also successfully led a gang before and has cartel contacts. Good at getting answers from people.
Favorite Jobs: Strategy, leading fights, anything involving a gun, driving fast. He also quite likes setting things ablaze...
Description: Tall, broad shoulders, dark blonde hair, brown eyes, tattoos. I don't have a specific FC but I'll gather a few more pics eventually: click 1, 2, 3.
Personality: Jack is a quick-thinker and a risk-taker. He's very laid back and chill. Nothing seems to scare him and he hasn't feared his own death for a long time. Once upon a time he was very friend and family orientated, but he has learnt to trust no one but himself. He can be kind and gentle-hearted, fun and thoughtful, but he tries his best to push this away. He sometimes acts like the gang life is a burden but, in reality, he enjoys every part of it. He also hates being in his own head and will try his best to escape this when things get too cloudy up there. Three flaws? Psh! 1) Smokes way too damn much. 2) Can be quite quick-tempered and rushes into things with no care in the world. 3) Does depression count? 3.1) Has a soft spot for the ladies.
Backstory: I'll make this brief, but feel free to ask for more info! Raised in LA, saw his mother killed when he was young, father involved in weapons dealing. Jack fell into gang life at an early age, probably too smart for his own good. Started his own gang as a teen - he was always a popular and likeable lad, so it's no surprise that he found people willing to follow him. During this time the gang procured and sold drugs under his lead (how he managed to party, drink, smoke and keep up with all that is just... pure talent, obvs). Following major gang wars where he found himself at odds with his friends and having committed several murders (drive-bys, fires, and straight-up fights), Jack eventually left LA to join the Mexican cartel that he had worked with for years. As you can probably imagine, this changes as person! Jack spent several months in Mexico with cartel leadership and did, for the most part, 'enjoy' his time there - if you can count murder and sheer brutality as a fun time. He swore that he would never return to Los Angeles and has very little interest in leading a gang again, however, his talents really would be wasted if he chose a different career path. lol. Jack has certainly returned from Mexico as a different man to when he left. Previously, he never took much pleasure in killing and saw it only as a last resort. Now, it's inconsequential. You step out of line and you're gonna catch a bullet.
Other: Jack is a very good shot and has never missed. Almost always seen with a cigarette. Can speak fluent Spanish. Loves girls, can't keep a girlfriend (the devil works hard, Jack works harder). Reputation for being a bit of a bastard cc:

Pls do PM me if you have any questions!

 

[Athanas]

This will be filled in later I swear

 

[KayCooper]

Character Name: Grey Thompson
Nickname or Alias: Sunshine, Diesel
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Gay
Gang: The Vigilant
Gang Position: Senior Member
Gang Specialty: Informant

Face Claim: Vito Basso

Job: Grey currently works as an exotic dancer at Club Pixie, a business owned by the Pixie Dust Gang that allows him to pick up useful information for the gang.

Personality: Grey is a walking ray of sunshine. Despite having a painful past, he manages to keep a smile on his face. He is protective of those he cares for, and does what he can to help others. Though he does tend to deal with his problems with drinking or drugs, he does his best not to let his depression show.

Backstory: Grey grew up the oldest child in a large family. He has four sisters and two brothers, all of which he cares for dearly. His family is incredibly poor, so as soon as he was able to, Grey was forced to pick up work around town to help make ends meet. He ended up working at Club Pixie in an attempt to make sure that his siblings are able to have a better life than he ever had. Grey is an artist, who would one day love to be able to go to art school, but doesn’t see any way for him to make that happen. He ended up working with the Vigilante gang after an ex-boyfriend of his nearly killed him one night in a drunken rage. He was rescued by a few members of the Vigilant, and since then has done whatever he can to help them. Knowing that working for Club Pixie puts him in a strategic location for gathering information, he attempts to filter as much as he can to the other members of the gang without getting himself caught.

Other: Grey loves to draw, and will carry around his sketchbook at all times so he can sketch backstage between shows.

 

[KayCooper]

Character Name: Ember Wright
Nickname or Alias: Wild Rose
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Lesbian
Gang: Strikers
Gang Position: Senior Member
Gang Specialty: Enforcer and hitman


FC: Ruby Rose
Favorite Jobs: Hits or deals

Personality: Ember Is a tough girl. She is a determined and strong individual who will not back down when faced with a problem. She can be sweet, but she is sarcastic and coarse when she needs to be.

Backstory: Ember was born in Inverness, Scotland, but moved to the United States in her preteens. She was an intelligent and strong young woman from the start, and quickly rose to the top of her class and varsity sports. When she was sixteen, both of her parents died in a car accident, leaving her orphaned and alone. She entered the foster system and angry with the world she began to act out. She was introduced to members of the Striker gang after picking a fight with a few of their members and winning singlehandedly. Impressed, the gang leaders brought her under their wing where she quickly rose through the ranks and became one of their lead enforcers.

Other: Ember is covered in tattoos, and tends to get new ones any time she can. Her preferred weapon to fight with is a knife, but is not afraid to use a gun or whatever else is available if needed.

 

[KayCooper]

Character Name: Robin Fairfax
Nickname or Alias: Pixel
Age: 20
Gender: Nonbinary
Sexuality: Pansexual
Gang: Legion
Gang Position: New Blood
Gang Specialty: Hacker

Favorite Jobs: Hacking and espionage

Personality: Pixel is an introvert, who prefers to spend their time hacking rather than communicating. Still, they’re friendly enough when they get used to people.

Backstory: Pixel was born in Los Angeles, and hasn’t really moved that much since then. They started out their criminal career hacking into their school’s systems to change their friend’s grades. After that, they caught the attention of Legion after hacking into the bank account of a corrupt businessman in town. They distributed the businessman’s finances without leaving a trace, at least not one the police could follow. Legion brought them on board soon after this, and they’ve been working on gathering information and destroying internet security forces ever since.

Other: Pixel is autistic and can get overstimulated. They always carry around something to fidget with in case they need to de-stim.

 

[Shadow Alpha]

Character Name:
''The name's Kang Jae-In, don't bother remembering it if you give a damn about your safety.''

Nickname or Alias:
''Okay so even though my surname is Kang, the other guys usually call me KJ. My actual alias is Jackal, they say it's because I tend to smile like one during gruesome moments but I'm also quite small. Just because I'm a good 5'0'' doesn't mean you won't be looking up to me once I bash your knees in.''

Age:
''Made it to 24, too fast for death to catch me boi!''

Gender:
''A dainty woman that's built aerodynamic.''

Gang:
''I'm basically the mascot for Pixie Dust''

Gang Position:
''Respect-wise, I'm quite the respected member below boss's second-hand man. It's amazing where a little hard work and determination can get you kids. Granted my ideal position would be Aerona's girlfriend but, woe is me. Shot down every time. The only woman to completely ignore my playful flirting. Then again I'm also considered clinically insane so that could be the reason...nah can't be.
''
Gang Specialty: (Medic, Informant, Drug Mule, etc etc. Basically what do they do in/for the gang?)
''Besides a few international Korean gang/cartel connections that I'm in charge of handling, I'm mainly the hellhound they send to collect and remind the kiddies that work with us why they should continue in the desired fashion. I do love a good fist fight with my favorite weapons of choice are these custom made titanium knuckles that are covered in diamonds. The hardest thing I've ever seen that can easily split a face, thanks for the gift Grandma.''

Favorite Jobs:
''Personally, I love the feeling of beating people an inch within their life. Also any thing torture related should definitely be left up to me, it's nice being able to express my creative side in my favorite job. Outside of this, I make a good amount of money as some anonymous painter.''

Personality:
Positives - Loyal and believes that trust can only be earned and never given freely, Extroverted and able to make anyone feel as if they're with an old friend, Has no sense of personal space and will hound people until they're finally honest with her
Negatives - Refuses to take anything serious as seen in the time there was a gun pointed at her knee and said ''If you're as big a fan of Mickey Mouse as your mom said you were, I don't think you'd have a good time shooting dis knee [Disney] instead of that knee'', Has a horrible stubborn streak that refuses to be curbed which is bad on any sort of group assignment or whenever she's told to backdown. Still whines a little when given the command to backdown from Aerona and fully acts like she can't hear Jack when he's delivering orders. Also has a pretty bad personality when angered, she'll smile in your face before swinging.

Backstory:
Well, Jae-In was born and raised in Busan, South Korea and still speaks Korean with what some people view as the abrasive dialect. She was the youngest of 5 with the eldest being a daughter [36], twin brothers [34], and one brother closer to her age at [28]. Her father made it a non-negotiable deal that all his children be able to fend for themselves so they were involved in various forms of martial arts like Taekwondo, Jiu Jitsu, and even some boxing. She wasn't aware of her family's chokehold on drug distribution across Korea until she was around 17. It didn't impact her life as much as her parents and siblings thought it would and for safety reasons she attended college in America and ended up majoring in art because she had a knack for creating moving pieces. Jae-In had received orders from her mother, the queenpin of the whole operation, to investigate the growing gang known as Pixie Dust. She was only suppose to initiate potential dealings but soon found herself as a proud member. She also didn't really feel like taking over the family's business because she knew that being the boss wouldn't allow her to see as much action as she wanted. So she utilizes her art degree by selling off high-end pieces in her spare time even though has never been an issue.

Other:
Face Claim: Jung Whee In
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[Rysesaka]

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"If I die here, then I die as who I am: controlled by nobody."

Character Name: Carrick Kane

Nickname or Alias: He prefers to be called by his surname, Kane.

Age: 36

Gender: Male

Gang: Pixie Dust

Gang Position: Senior Member

Gang Specialty: Kane is basically your typical muscle man with brains. He is proficient in both hand-to-hand combat and ranged combat with his weapon of choice. Even though he stopped his bachelors’ degree in chemistry in his senior year for creating an illegal drug (which expelled him in his university he was enrolled in), it made him knowledgeable in types of drugs to the point where he’ll help the chemists on experimenting new types of drugs. And also, he knows how to negotiate with other clients who are either in a gang or a user since he is a smuggler.

Favorite Jobs: Smuggling, assassinating, bounty hunting. He is a smuggler and an experienced bounty hunter. And assisting gang-affiliated scientists/chemists whenever it is necessary.

Personality: Kane is known for his independent nature and his utter adverseness to having others sacrifice themselves for him. Kane is reckless, headstrong, and often led by his emotions. Furthermore, Kane exhibits a lack of respect for others (especially toward those in positions of power) to the point where he would openly mock them in public. Kane is the type of guy where you need to earn your respect so that HE will respect you. As a senior member of the Pixie Dust gang, he treats the gang like his family - he’s willing to protect them because he cares for them.


Backstory: WIP​

 

[Rysesaka]

"I'm a homicidal maniac and sadist of the highest professional standards."

Character Name: Antonin Volkov

Nickname or Alias: Mr. V

Age: 31

Gender: Male

Gang: Strikers

Gang Position: Senior Member

Gang Specialty: Antonin Volkov, also known as Mr. V, has a well-known reputation in the Strikers' hierarchy; he is an authentic sociopath. A brutal torturer. A trigger-happy individual, to the point where most of the members in the Strikers organization fear and respect him by his peers due to his sociopathic personality, his history as a former FSB agent, and his position as a Senior Member of the Strikers, that includes the leader of the Strikers' organization, Blackhand. It's best not to provoke him and you'll be good.

Favorite Jobs: Enforcer & Hitman. Assassinations, raids, and torture.

Personality: Whilst a sociopath and cold-blooded killer, Mr. V demonstrates loyalty to Blackhand, the leader of the Strikers - in turn and seems very willing to be directed by a boss, as long as he is let off the leash at regular intervals. He appears to view his killing as a form of art, planning meticulously in many cases, always prepared with an escape route, and happy to confront multiple gunmen head-on. He demonstrates a substantial degree of discipline and professionalism when carrying out his tasks. His formidable combat skills and natural wits make him one of the deadliest and most feared killers in California. He shows neither remorse nor empathy at any point. He also has a morbid sense of humor, as seen when mocking his foes in their pain or dying moments.

Backstory: WIP

Other: As a former FSB agent, his intense training made him have a high tolerance for pain or indomitable will. Because of his strict duty he got as an ex-FSB agent, he is determined to finish the job Mr. V is given. Mr. Vdoes not stop hunting his targets until he is told to do so by the people who hire him.

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[RampanTomatoVenom]

Character Name: Dr. Zanatos Wyler
Nickname or Alias: The Doctor, Bright-eyes
Age: 46
Gender: Male
Gang: Pixie Dust
Gang Position: Head Scientist/Chemist
Gang Specialty: Fabrication of different types of inebriates, creating new chemicals for production
Favorite Jobs: Testing on subjects that are brought to his own special private laboratory.

Description: Dr. Wyler can be described as a tall man of approx. 6'4" with an average- fit, build. He is usually in business attire: Professional black shoes, black slacks, plain belt, simple white button up work shirt, and a lab coat that is also white. He always wears thin, rectangular glasses, that fade into a darkness that never reveals his eyes fully. He has short cut silver hair, kept proper sharp, much like his appearance. At times he wears suits, though only when required to do so, since his lab wear can get... messy.

Personality: It is easy to say that Dr.Wyler is a sociopath, having no reactions or hesitation in causing trauma towards any living thing. He never truly smiles or holds much of a facial expression, unless it seems fit to do so. He appears.... dead inside, only focusing on work above all other things. Though he can strike up a conversation upon anything; has a hearty chuckle or even a tear ready to roll down from behind his glasses- he simply isn't there. Not really. There is also the possibility of PTSD, which causes a moment of silence to wash over his mind, resulting in a pause in his everyday momentum. This has gradually caused him to seek an alternate method to control the small blips in his day to day; resulting in crafting some questionable substances off the books.

Backstory: This is a tough subject, as it appears the Doctor has no backstory. No history, no past addresses or phone numbers, family, friends, lovers- nothing. Either he managed to pay Legion higher ups to eradicate it or he simply appeared one day. There are rumors though, as there always will be, that he was part of some black site experiments that went horribly awry, or that he owes an incredible debt to the Pixie Dust Leader for some past deeds. Either way, he's in his element now and thrives at it.

Other: Is not technically a Doctor, though has performed various medical procedures thanks to extensive research into various biological sciences. His work with Chemistry is more of an art then anything, as he is able to create some truly fantastic formulaic equations.

 

[KayCooper]

Character Name: Lukas Graham
Nickname or Alias: Ares
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Gang: Vigilant
Gang Position: New blood
Gang Specialty: Scrapper, enforcer.



Favorite Jobs: Anything against the Pixie Dust gang. He wants nothing more than to get revenge for his family.
*Distinguishing Features –
- Birthmark
– A line from his left wrist all the way to his elbow like a knife scar but a faded brown.
- Scars:
- A burn scar on the palm of his hand.
- On hip bone, got into a knife fight as a teenager and was slashed over hip.
- Ropey scar on his thigh where he was stabbed.
- On Neck, a scar from where he’d nearly gotten his throat cut.
- Tattoos of Note:
* An ornate piece that is on his upper back, A black cat surrounded with yellow Chrysanthemums and hyacinths.
Personality: Lukas is a complicated person. Though he greets most people with a friendly enough demeanor, he keeps himself at a distance, reluctant to let himself get close to people. He has strong opinions, a sharp wit, and makes sure that his voice is heard. He keeps his cards close to his chest, letting them meet the mask he has long since built up. If he does get attached to someone, he loves them fiercely, and would gladly take a bullet to protect them.
Backstory:
Lukas was born in Sacramento, California. Where he lived with his mother, father, and little sister Ava. His father was a prosecutor, his mother a teacher at a local school. He had a good life and was a doting older brother to his little sister. At ten years old, he lost everything. A fire started while his family was asleep, and by the time that he woke up, his entire home was engulfed in flames. He attempted to leave his room, to find his little sister who he could hear screaming in the room beside him, but burnt his hand on the doorknob as he attempted to open it. Forced to the window by the heat, he climbed out his second story bedroom and fell to the yard below, knocking himself unconscious as he landed. A neighbor found him, and dragged him away from the flaming house. When he woke up, he was in the hospital, his house, and his family, were gone. He was the only survivor. Lukas later found out that the fire had been set intentionally, a hit by Aerona s as revenge against his father for imprisoning some of her followers, and cutting off a section of her drug ring.
In one night Lukas had lost everything. With no one to take him in, Lukas entered the foster system, and bounced from home to home until he turned 18. Angry at the world, he began to act out, picking fights and getting mixed with the wrong crowd. It almost got him killed on more than one occasion. As he got older, some of his anger began to fade, and he realized he had a talent for cooking. Since then, he’s been working at a small bakery for a lesbian couple who brought him in, hoping to give him a second chance. Lukas joined Vigilant not long after he turned his life around. Realizing that he had a shot at getting his revenge and to tear down Aerona's empire.

 

[RampanTomatoVenom]

Character Name: Nathaniel Mason
Nickname or Alias: Dancer
Age: 34
Gender: Male
Gang: Strikers Vigilantes
Gang Position: 'New blood', Front line enforcer- Basically whatever Ace tells him to get done.
Gang Specialty: Nathan's combat ability is tried, tested and true, time and time again. You want that car? You'll get it. That person erased? They're gone.
Favorite Jobs: Recon against other gangs, if even for the soul purpose to figure out more info on who did it.
Description: Nate has a scar traveling down the left side of his face, starting at the cheek bone and ending just before his lip. Whenever someone asks about it, he has a different story to tell. What is for sure, he wears a tactical combat mask on any missions. Either for intimidation, safety, or whatever reason he has. The man's stature is lean and mean. Military. Weaponized. Ready.

Personality: While in the Strikers, Nate possessed a unique ability to read people. He would mimic them and estimate their next actions. This became an instinct he, with thorough training from his Leader: Bartholomew Redmondton, grew to depend on for certain conflicts. Although he was always trained to kill and be the most lethal thing in the room- he still tried to either talk it out or leave with the least amount of casualties. A fool's goal many would say on either side, but yet, he started to strive for it more and more each combat he managed to survive. Now on the run and part of the Vigilantes- for better or for worse- he's constantly on his toes and ready for anything from all sides. Because he knows what's coming for him. Hell, it could even be here already.

In the back of his mind- above all the stress, fear and adrenaline of his current position- there is a turmoil that shreds him to his core. The Strikers were his family. Every one, even if it wasn't all fun times and well wishes. They were all on the same side and stepped onto the same battlefield every time. He can barely even think of Blackhand, a man who gave him so very much, who saved him from the abyss. He knows that before he dies, he will have to face him once more, even if it's one last time.

Backstory: Nathaniel Mason had a very promising career in the armed forces, specifically SOCOM. He and a small squad of others did things that never were heard about again for what he suspected was the government. He did this till a command from on high came down to eliminate all his fellow soldiers. He didn't comply and they where killed anyway. Nathan was sent home, charged with their murders and dishonorably discharged. It was here that he slowly slipped away, into a place he called 'The Abyss'. He was aware of actions he was doing, but it just didn't matter to him anymore. Nothing mattered anymore.

Crime quickly became his main way of living, as he took on whatever job, big or small, committing death defying stunts that usually had others questioning his sanity. Still, this didn't stop one man from approaching him with an offer. Not for money, not for fame or power. No, this man offered meaning. It was everything he ever wanted, and he thrived once more. Till the day of the Black Harbor massacre, were he was sent back in time once more, back to 'The Abyss'. All he knows now is the Vigilantes are his best and only chance at figure it all out before one of the gangs finds and murders him. and that is if he is lucky.

Other: Knows various dances, which improve his foot work in a fight. Loves animals of any type. Will eat practically anything, but doesn't intake alcohol or nearly any meds. He's trying to stop smoking, so he may have a sucker, toothpick, gum, something other then a cancer stick- though they seem to win in the end regardless. Suffers from night terrors, and hardly ever sleeps, especially these days.

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The Black Harbor massacre​

The Black Harbor massacre, Is a difficult thing to take all in. It was the meeting of the main three gangs of LA: Strikers, Legion and Pixie Dust. They had finally made the difficult choice to meet at common grounds to deal with the major problem that was quickly becoming apparent- The Vigilantes. It was during the proceedings that Nathan began to feel nauseous, taking a moment to step away. Darkness encompasses him. He is elsewhere suddenly, with a group of others. He recognizes members from each gang here, removing items from duffel bags. These items are explosives. He looks down at his hands, they are holding a knife slick with fresh blood. He's covered in blood, standing over Jacob, a new Striker whom wanted to come along, wanted to prove himself. There are bodies strewn across this broad stage, bullet holes and cuts all the same, all units from the gangs present. His side, shoulder and neck burn, but he can't look away from Jacob. The scream of his wounds echo and escape his throat and then lips, letting out a roar of confusion, rage, and sorrow. A door opens somewhere, as something is shouted. He's already dashing away, towards a window, running, images flashing in his mind. There is havoc outside, everyone turning on one another, flashlights and yelling, people jumping in vehicles. Nathan is lucky enough to find a path to the water and there he dives deep into the darkness. Gone.

Unedited video shows Nathaniel Mason orchestrating the gang members to place the explosives at key spots, before suddenly turning on everyone in the room. With a knife and his side arm he manages to dispatch the group with minor injuries to his torso. Audio recordings have him conversing with Jacob talking about meeting him at 'The Diner'. He mentioned 'The Diner' to the other individuals as well, all of them in fact, just in passing conversation. Any interviews conducted have come up with the same outcome: proceedings were going according to plan, then gunshots were heard. Upon investigation, Nathaniel Mason was witnessed at the scene, escaping through a window. Members from each gangs security task forces were at the scene all fatally wounded or deceased.