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Realistic or Modern New Oasis: Ruination CS Thread

AriAriAbabwa

AriAriAbabwa

Don't lose Ari~♪ Shine bright Ari~♪
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NEW OASIS
RUINATION
CHARACTER SHEET
CENTRAL
"What a wonderful world..."
  • 「 BASICS 」
    Character Sheet
    This is a rough outline of the CS. Using the provided code is not required, as long as you have the information up!

    Legal Name: Given name(s) along with their surname.

    Preferred Name: If any.

    Age, DOB:

    Gender:     And pronouns, if you so desire.

    Height, Weight:

    Reputation:     What are they known for?

    Appearance:

    Personality:

    Biography:

    Potentiality Name:

    Primary and Secondary Potentiality Classes:     See the interest check.

    Potentiality Description:

    Potentiality Strengths & Weaknesses:

「 BASICS 」
OST 1 — MAIN THEME


Code: 
[font=Cinzel][border="0; padding: 0; margin: 0 auto;
 
     // base character image;
   --character: url('');
 
     // base Potentiality image;
   --potential: url('https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/735334045579345990/1022598352191369217/Untitled425_20220922131532.png?width=623&height=933');
 
overflow: hidden; width: 100%; box-sizing: border-box
 
"][Tabs][Tab=MAIN PROFILE][border=0; padding: 0; display: flex; flex-flow: row wrap; justify-content: center; margin-top: 16px][border=1px solid #FFD700; border-radius: 8px; padding: 18px 18px 18px 18px; width: clamp(250px, 100%, 360px); background: #3A3B3C; position: relative; height: 576px;][border=0; padding: 0; box-sizing: border-box; width: 100%; height: 500px; background-image: var(--character); background-size: cover; border-radius: 8px; background-position: center center][/border][border=0; position: absolute; margin: 0 auto; left: 0; right: 0; border-radius: 8px; background: rgba(0,0,0,0.0); box-sizing: border-box; padding: 0; width: clamp(250px, 100%, 380px)][border=0; margin: 0 0 6px; padding: 12px 0 0 0; font: calc(18px - 0.25vw) Raleway; color: #F1F1F1; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 0.12em]CITIZEN ID[/border][border=0; padding: 0 0 10px 0; font: calc(25px - 0.25vw) Josefin Sans; color: #FFD700; text-align: center; line-height: 100%; letter-spacing: 0.15em]OC NAME[/border][/border][/border][comment]
 
 
[/comment][border=0; padding: 0 10px; flex: 1 1 auto; width: clamp(250px, 100%, 780px)][border=0; margin-top: 20px; padding: 0 0 6px 0; font: 38px Cinzel; line-height: 100%; letter-spacing: 0.1em; border-bottom: 2px solid #d7d7f1]OC NAME[/border][border=0; border-bottom: 2px solid #b8dfee; margin-top: 5px; padding: 0 10px 0 10px; display: flex; flex-flow: row wrap][comment]
 
// Full Name
 
[/comment][border=0; padding: 0; margin-top: 15px; width: clamp(250px, 100%, 250px)][border=0; padding: 0; font: 12px Jost; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 0.08em]LEGAL NAME[/border][border=0; margin-top: 6px; padding: 0; font: 15px Roboto; text-indent: 8px]Name[/border][/border][comment]
 
// Preferred Name
 
[/comment][border=0; padding: 0; margin-top: 15px; width: clamp(250px, 100%, 250px)][border=0; padding: 0; font: 12px Jost; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 0.08em]PREFERRED NAME[/border][border=0; margin-top: 6px; padding: 0; font: 15px Roboto; text-indent: 8px]XX[/border][/border][comment]
 
// Age & Birth
 
[/comment][border=0; padding: 0; margin-top: 15px; width: clamp(250px, 100%, 250px)][border=0; padding: 0; font: 12px Jost; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 0.08em]AGE & BIRTH[/border][border=0; margin-top: 6px; padding: 0; font: 15px Roboto; text-indent: 8px]xx (month xx, xxxx)[/border][/border][comment]
 
// Gender
 
[/comment][border=0; padding: 0; margin-top: 15px; width: clamp(250px, 100%, 250px)][border=0; padding: 0; font: 12px Jost; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 0.08em]GENDER[/border][border=0; margin-top: 6px; padding: 0; font: 15px Roboto; text-indent: 8px]XX[/border][/border][comment]
 
 
// Height and Weight
 
[/comment][border=0; padding: 0; margin-top: 15px; width: clamp(250px, 100%, 250px)][border=0; padding: 0; font: 12px Jost; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 0.08em]HEIGHT | WEIGHT[/border][border=0; margin-top: 6px; padding: 0; font: 15px Roboto; text-indent: 8px]x'xx" (xxx cm) | xx lb (xx kg)[/border][/border][comment]
 
 
// Reputation
 
[/comment][border=0; padding: 0; margin-top: 15px; width: clamp(250px, 100%, 250px)][border=0; padding: 0; font: 12px Jost; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 0.08em]REPUTATION[/border][border=0; margin-top: 6px; padding: 0; font: 15px Roboto; text-indent: 8px]XX[/border][/border][comment]
 
// FC Credit
 
[/comment][border=0; padding: 0; margin-top: 15px; margin-bottom: 18px; width: clamp(250px, 100%, 250px)][border=0; padding: 0; font: 12px Jost; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 0.08em]CREDIT[/border][border=0; margin-top: 6px; padding: 0; font: 15px Roboto; text-indent: 8px]XX[/border][/border][/border][comment]
 
// General Description
 
[/comment][border="0; padding: 0; margin-top: 15px; overflow: hidden; font-family: 'Jost'; font-size: 15px; text-align: justify"][border=1px solid rgba(90,90,90,0.42); padding: 13px 10px 10px 10px; font: 14px Josefin Sans; text-transform: uppercase; margin-bottom: 6px; letter-spacing: 0.2em; line-height: 100%; background:#c9c9c9; border-radius: 6px; color: #000000]GENERAL DESCRIPTION[/border][border=0; padding: 0 3px 15px 4px]TBA.[/border][comment]
 
// Personality
 
[/comment][border=1px solid rgba(90,90,90,0.42); padding: 13px 10px 10px 10px; font: 14px Josefin Sans; text-transform: uppercase; margin-bottom: 6px; letter-spacing: 0.2em; line-height: 100%; background: #c9c9c9; border-radius: 6px; color: #000000]PERSONALITY[/border][border=0; padding: 0 3px 15px 4px]TBA
[/border][comment]
 
// Historical Biography
 
[/comment][border=1px solid rgba(90,90,90,0.42); padding: 13px 10px 10px 10px; font: 14px Josefin Sans; text-transform: uppercase; margin-bottom: 6px; letter-spacing: 0.2em; line-height: 100%; background: #c9c9c9; border-radius: 6px; color: #000000]HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY[/border][border=0; padding: 0 3px 15px 4px]TBA.[/border][comment]
 
// Relationships
 
[/comment][border=1px solid rgba(90,90,90,0.42); padding: 13px 10px 10px 10px; font: 14px Josefin Sans; text-transform: uppercase; margin-bottom: 6px; letter-spacing: 0.2em; line-height: 100%; background: #c9c9c9; border-radius: 6px; color: #000000]RELATIONSHIPS[/border][border=0; padding: 0 3px 15px 4px]TBA[/border][/border][/border][/border][/Tab][Tab=POTENTIALITY][comment]
 
 
 
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------ POTENTIALITY SECTION.
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[/comment][border=0; padding: 0; display: flex; flex-flow: row wrap; justify-content: center; margin-top: 16px][border=1px solid #FFD700; border-radius: 8px; padding: 18px 18px 18px 18px; width: clamp(250px, 100%, 360px); background: #3A3B3C; position: relative; height: 576px][border=0; padding: 0; box-sizing: border-box; width: 100%; height: 500px; background-image: var(--potential); background-size: cover; border-radius: 8px; background-position: center][/border][border=0; position: absolute; margin: 0 auto; left: 0; right: 0; border-radius: 8px; background: rgba(0,0,0,0.0); box-sizing: border-box; padding: 0; width: clamp(250px, 100%, 380px)][border=0; margin: 0 0 6px; padding: 12px 0 0 0; font: calc(18px - 0.25vw) Jost; color: #F1F1F1; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 0.12em]POTENTIALITY PROFILE[/border][border=0; padding: 0 0 10px 0; font: calc(25px - 0.25vw) Josefin Sans; color: #FFD700; text-align: center; line-height: 100%; letter-spacing: 0.15em]NAME[/border][/border][/border][comment]
 
 
[/comment][border=0; padding: 0 10px; flex: 1 1 auto; width: clamp(250px, 100%, 780px)][border=0; margin-top: 20px; padding: 0 0 6px 0; font: 38px Cinzel; line-height: 100%; letter-spacing: 0.1em; border-bottom: 2px solid #d7d7f1]NAME'S POTENTIAL • NAME[/border][border=0; border-bottom: 2px solid #b8dfee; margin-top: 5px; padding: 0 10px 0 10px; display: flex; flex-flow: row wrap][comment]
 
// Potentiality Category 1
 
[/comment][border=0; padding: 0; margin-top: 15px; width: clamp(250px, 100%, 250px)][border=0; padding: 0; font: 12px Jost; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 0.08em]PRIMARY CLASS[/border][border=0; margin-top: 6px; padding: 0; font: 15px Roboto; text-indent: 8px]TBA[/border][/border][comment]
 
// Potentiality Category 2
 
[/comment][border=0; padding: 0; margin-top: 15px; width: clamp(250px, 100%, 250px)][border=0; padding: 0; font: 12px Jost; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 0.08em]SECONDARY CLASS[/border][border=0; margin-top: 6px; padding: 0; font: 15px Roboto; text-indent: 8px]TBA[/border][/border][comment]
 
// Common Name
 
[/comment][border=0; padding: 0; margin-top: 15px; margin-bottom: 18px; width: clamp(250px, 100%, 250px)][border=0; padding: 0; font: 12px Jost; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 0.08em]OTHER NAMES[/border][border=0; margin-top: 6px; padding: 0; font: 15px Roboto; text-indent: 8px]TBA[/border][/border][/border][comment]
 
// General Description
 
[/comment][border="0; padding: 0; margin-top: 15px; overflow: hidden; font-family: 'Jost'; font-size: 15px; text-align: justify"][border=1px solid rgba(90,90,90,0.42); padding: 13px 10px 10px 10px; font: 14px Josefin Sans; text-transform: uppercase; margin-bottom: 6px; letter-spacing: 0.2em; line-height: 100%; background: #c9c9c9; border-radius: 6px; color: #000000]POTENTIALITY DESCRIPTION[/border][border=0; padding: 0 3px 15px 4px]TBA[/border][comment]
 
// Strengths and weaknesses
 
[/comment][border=1px solid rgba(90,90,90,0.42); padding: 13px 10px 10px 10px; font: 14px Josefin Sans; text-transform: uppercase; margin-bottom: 6px; letter-spacing: 0.2em; line-height: 100%; background: #c9c9c9; border-radius: 6px; color: #000000]STRENGTHS + WEAKNESSES[/border][border=0; padding: 0 3px 15px 4px]TBA[/border][/border][/border][/border][/Tab][/Tabs][/border][/font]
Code: 
[font=Cinzel][border="0; padding: 0; margin: 0 auto;
 
     // base character image;
   --character: url('https://i.pinimg.com/564x/67/d3/ea/67d3ea7dd80625f66d1bada68e3d9cda.jpg');
 
     // base Potentiality image;
   --potential: url('https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/735334045579345990/1022598352191369217/Untitled425_20220922131532.png?width=623&height=933');
 
overflow: hidden; width: 100%; box-sizing: border-box
 
"][border=0; padding: 0; display: flex; flex-flow: row wrap; justify-content: center; margin-top: 16px][border=1px solid #FFD700; border-radius: 8px; padding: 18px 18px 18px 18px; width: clamp(250px, 100%, 360px); background: #3A3B3C; position: relative; height: 576px;][border=0; padding: 0; box-sizing: border-box; width: 100%; height: 500px; background-image: var(--character); background-size: cover; border-radius: 8px; background-position: center center][/border][border=0; position: absolute; margin: 0 auto; left: 0; right: 0; border-radius: 8px; background: rgba(0,0,0,0.0); box-sizing: border-box; padding: 0; width: clamp(250px, 100%, 380px)][border=0; margin: 0 0 6px; padding: 12px 0 0 0; font: calc(18px - 0.25vw) Raleway; color: #F1F1F1; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 0.12em]CITIZEN ID[/border][border=0; padding: 0 0 10px 0; font: calc(25px - 0.25vw) Josefin Sans; color: #FFD700; text-align: center; line-height: 100%; letter-spacing: 0.15em]OC NAME[/border][/border][/border][comment]
 
 
[/comment][border=0; padding: 0 10px; flex: 1 1 auto; width: clamp(250px, 100%, 780px)][border=0; margin-top: 20px; padding: 0 0 6px 0; font: 38px Cinzel; line-height: 100%; letter-spacing: 0.1em; border-bottom: 2px solid #d7d7f1]OC NAME[/border][border=0; border-bottom: 2px solid #b8dfee; margin-top: 5px; padding: 0 10px 0 10px; display: flex; flex-flow: row wrap][comment]
 
// Full Name
 
[/comment][border=0; padding: 0; margin-top: 15px; width: clamp(250px, 100%, 250px)][border=0; padding: 0; font: 12px Jost; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 0.08em]LEGAL NAME[/border][border=0; margin-top: 6px; padding: 0; font: 15px Roboto; text-indent: 8px]Name[/border][/border][comment]
 
// Preferred Name
 
[/comment][border=0; padding: 0; margin-top: 15px; width: clamp(250px, 100%, 250px)][border=0; padding: 0; font: 12px Jost; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 0.08em]PREFERRED NAME[/border][border=0; margin-top: 6px; padding: 0; font: 15px Roboto; text-indent: 8px]XX[/border][/border][comment]
 
// Age & Birth
 
[/comment][border=0; padding: 0; margin-top: 15px; width: clamp(250px, 100%, 250px)][border=0; padding: 0; font: 12px Jost; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 0.08em]AGE & BIRTH[/border][border=0; margin-top: 6px; padding: 0; font: 15px Roboto; text-indent: 8px]xx (month xx, xxxx)[/border][/border][comment]
 
// Gender
 
[/comment][border=0; padding: 0; margin-top: 15px; width: clamp(250px, 100%, 250px)][border=0; padding: 0; font: 12px Jost; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 0.08em]GENDER[/border][border=0; margin-top: 6px; padding: 0; font: 15px Roboto; text-indent: 8px]XX[/border][/border][comment]
 
 
// Height and Weight
 
[/comment][border=0; padding: 0; margin-top: 15px; width: clamp(250px, 100%, 250px)][border=0; padding: 0; font: 12px Jost; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 0.08em]HEIGHT | WEIGHT[/border][border=0; margin-top: 6px; padding: 0; font: 15px Roboto; text-indent: 8px]x'xx" (xxx cm) | xx lb (xx kg)[/border][/border][comment]
 
 
// Reputation
 
[/comment][border=0; padding: 0; margin-top: 15px; width: clamp(250px, 100%, 250px)][border=0; padding: 0; font: 12px Jost; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 0.08em]REPUTATION[/border][border=0; margin-top: 6px; padding: 0; font: 15px Roboto; text-indent: 8px]XX[/border][/border][comment]
 
// FC Credit
 
[/comment][border=0; padding: 0; margin-top: 15px; margin-bottom: 18px; width: clamp(250px, 100%, 250px)][border=0; padding: 0; font: 12px Jost; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 0.08em]CREDIT[/border][border=0; margin-top: 6px; padding: 0; font: 15px Roboto; text-indent: 8px]hoshi_san_3[/border][/border][/border][comment]
 
// General Description
 
[/comment][border="0; padding: 0; margin-top: 15px; overflow: hidden; font-family: 'Jost'; font-size: 15px; text-align: justify"][border=1px solid rgba(90,90,90,0.42); padding: 13px 10px 10px 10px; font: 14px Josefin Sans; text-transform: uppercase; margin-bottom: 6px; letter-spacing: 0.2em; line-height: 100%; background:#c9c9c9; border-radius: 6px; color: #000000]GENERAL DESCRIPTION[/border][border=0; padding: 0 3px 15px 4px]TBA.[/border][comment]
 
// Personality
 
[/comment][border=1px solid rgba(90,90,90,0.42); padding: 13px 10px 10px 10px; font: 14px Josefin Sans; text-transform: uppercase; margin-bottom: 6px; letter-spacing: 0.2em; line-height: 100%; background: #c9c9c9; border-radius: 6px; color: #000000]PERSONALITY[/border][border=0; padding: 0 3px 15px 4px]TBA
[/border][comment]
 
// Historical Biography
 
[/comment][border=1px solid rgba(90,90,90,0.42); padding: 13px 10px 10px 10px; font: 14px Josefin Sans; text-transform: uppercase; margin-bottom: 6px; letter-spacing: 0.2em; line-height: 100%; background: #c9c9c9; border-radius: 6px; color: #000000]HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY[/border][border=0; padding: 0 3px 15px 4px]TBA.[/border][comment]
 
// Relationships
 
[/comment][border=1px solid rgba(90,90,90,0.42); padding: 13px 10px 10px 10px; font: 14px Josefin Sans; text-transform: uppercase; margin-bottom: 6px; letter-spacing: 0.2em; line-height: 100%; background: #c9c9c9; border-radius: 6px; color: #000000]RELATIONSHIPS[/border][border=0; padding: 0 3px 15px 4px]TBA[/border][/border][/border][/border][/border][/font]
 
CITIZEN ID
ZOE REMINGTON
ZOE REMINGTON
LEGAL NAME
Zoe Remington
PREFERRED NAME
Zoe
AGE & BIRTH
20 (May 10, 1921)
GENDER
Female
HEIGHT | WEIGHT
5'3" (160 cm) | 108 lb (49 kg)
REPUTATION
Who?
CREDIT
hoshi_san_3
GENERAL DESCRIPTION
Zoe is unremarkable. She's quiet, shies away from others, and prefers to spend time to herself. She has short, black hair and dresses plainly. The most memorable thing about Zoe are the bags under her eyes and the fact that she looks like she's about to lose it at any second.
PERSONALITY
Zoe is a nobody. The definition of social anxiety. She quivers when presented with social tasks and is constantly on the verge of breaking down. Pair that with deep insecurities and anxieties, and you've got a piece of work. The only reason Zoe joined the GCRS is because her best (and only) friend and sister encouraged her to. That, and she wants to leave her mark on the world somehow.
HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY
Zoe's life is the definition of ordinary. Perhaps the most unique happening would be her younger twin, Lillian. Other than that? Zoe has little to speak of.

She grew up with loving parents, got picked on at school, grew up shy around others, and was only really close to her family. She made one friend, Dulcie Reed (though it was more so Dulcie 'adopting' her to get close), and the three became tightly knit. Zoe only worked jobs with Dulcie or Lillian around, working diligently on schoolwork when she could. She always stayed safe when out and about, knowing exactly what kind of place New Oasis is.

This stagnant life had her long for something more. A way she can leave her mark on the world and others. Dulcie and Lillian had a perfect idea: have her join the Golden Chimera Relief Society! A nonprofit humanitarian organization. Zoe excitedly filled out the forms and awaited her first day on the job!

Only for it to be at her very home, with people she knew as the victims. And whether she wanted it or not, she is responsible for their safety.
RELATIONSHIPS
TBA
 
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  • CITIZEN ID
    N/A
    TRAMP
    LEGAL NAME
    N/A
    PREFERRED NAME
    Tramp
    AGE & BIRTH
    18 (July 8, 1924)
    GENDER
    Male
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    4'11" (150 cm) | 92 lb (37 kg)
    REPUTATION
    A cunning street rat.
    CREDIT
    Kou (Granblue Fantasy)
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    Short, dirty, and scrawny. Tramp fits his name to a T as one of many homeless people that lived in New Oasis. When not caked in dirt, his blonde hair shines brightly in the sun, and his tails and ears are said to be unbelievably soft. Not that Tramp willingly lets people touch them. His tail conveys his emotions, making it easy to tug at people's empathy. Unless it's all an act. Who's to say?
    PERSONALITY
    Dashing and sly, yet simultaneously self-centered and a dirty player. Behind a dazzling, kind-hearted facade, Tramp almost always has more than one intent than what he shows (and can't help but let a little snark leak sometimes). Molded by life on the streets, his mind's instincts prioritize many other things such as the glint of coin, good hiding spots, and escape routes. Tramp does his best to be a self-dependent person, untrustworthy of other people, and only associating them with trouble. When not applying his street-knowledge to reap daily earnings, Tramp enjoys a plethora of freedom and relaxation, able to rest wherever he can squeeze and living for the moment.
    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY
    Tramp: a name earned solely from people's distaste of his presence, and one that he proudly wears. As far as New Oasis is concerned, the fox boy showed up one day and never left, much like a pesky rat. And no matter how many times people chase him or investigate the reports of robbed citizens, he has always eluded them. After a year of him roaming around town, the word "Tramp" stuck with him. It was the only name he ever received, and it's one he is proud of.

    Tramp has lived on the streets for the better half of his life. Years of experience (and occasional help here and there from others) have made him relatively comfortable in the city despite his vagrant status. Many times, he's stolen items without the owners even suspecting his presence. Tramp shies away from the topic of his family. All he's said is that he never knew his parents on a personal level. He's even less keen to discuss anything related to the four gangs, usually taking off when steered in that direction.
    RELATIONSHIPS
    TBA
 
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  • CITIZEN ID
    Charlotte Udinov
    charlotte
    LEGAL NAME
    Charlotte A. Udinov
    PREFERRED NAME
    Answers to Lottie or Charlie
    AGE & BIRTH
    11 (January 13th, 1930)
    GENDER
    Cis-Female
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    4'07" (138 cm) | xx lb (xx kg)
    REPUTATION
    Just a kid
    CREDIT
    character: clara (honkai star rail) -
    art: ULI
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    Charlotte is a young girl with long, white hair and reddish-pink eyes. She is almost always barefoot and wears a large red overcoat with a large, braided tassel attached at the front and a white fur hem at the bottom. A large, white pompom dangles from the top strap. On the back a hood is attached to the coat with pointed ends, resembling cat ears. Underneath the overcoat, she wears a beige sweater and white clothing.
    PERSONALITY
    Charlotte is a relatively quiet girl, often keeping to herself and doing whatever she can to survive. She would rather avoid most encounters, not wanting to risk getting in the middle of a dangerous situation.
    Lottie is a sweet girl, though, and is very friendly once she's gotten comfortable with people; as soon as she feels safe with someone, it's near impossible to get her to leave them alone. While she would prefer to keep to herself, finding people she feels safe with is rare; once she has that, she never wants to let it go.

    other notes
    • She's a smug little shit sometimes and will trash-talk you if she doesn't like you.
    • She's good at dishing out insults, but not as good at taking them.
    • Once she gets attached to someone she will love them forever. If Charlotte has chosen you, you can do nothing about it.
    • Gets nervous and extremely anxious when she's photographed or asked to be in a picture.
    • A bit of a drama queen too (but refuses to believe it)
    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY
    Charlotte doesn't like to talk about her past, she doesn't want to think about it.

    Daughter of the CEOs of a multi-trillion dollar company- mother dead because she gave birth to Charlotte, father drunk and cruel because he blames the child for his wife's death. The child keeps to herself trying to avoid his wrath, but only making things worse by merely existing in his vicinity.

    She tried hard for years to be a good girl and the perfect daughter. She did everything right- not once did she complain or cry, not even during the hours he would hurt her. She was everything he should have wanted in a daughter, but it was never enough. She didn't understand that what happened to her mother had forever changed the way her father looked at her. To him, she was not a daughter. To him, she was nothing more than a toy to be used, something to take his anger and frustration out on whenever he needed to.

    Charlotte was too scared to do anything, he was her father and she was his perfect plaything. At least, that's how it was until the day of her 11th birthday- The day the main estate burned down, she should have been devastated. She lost her home, what little family she had left, and the staff that worked for them... She should have felt bad, but instead she felt happy. The people who turned a blind eye to what her father was doing to her, choosing not to say anything, choosing not to protect her- they deserved everything they got.

    When they found her amidst the rubble she appeared fine despite her tattered, burnt clothes and being covered head to toe in ash. She didn't speak a word as they took her to the hospital, she didn't answer the police when they questioned her, and she was gone within an hour. Charlotte wanted to disappear, so she went home to gather everything she could find that wasn't destroyed, packed a bag she had stolen from the hospital, and vanished into the streets.

    Charlotte knew how to take care of herself and that's what she did. She has been on her own ever since, doing whatever she needs to keep herself fed and sheltered.
    RELATIONSHIPS
    Damon: Big brother!! He teaches her all sorts of things. She loves following him around and hanging out with him. (He will never be able to get rid of her. Godspeed.)
    Ogre: Her beloved cat, a grumpy guy that never leaves her side. (He has plot armour because pets aren't allowed to die says me rn /hj)
    Aunt Eva: Her father's older sister and current CEO of the company. She remembers her, but they don't see each other.
    Maxim Udinov: Her father and the person that scares her most. She doesn't know what happened to him after the fire.
 
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  • CITIZEN ID
    MERCHER ESTER
    MERCHER ESTER
    LEGAL NAME
    Mercher Ester
    PREFERRED NAME
    Mercury
    AGE & BIRTH
    27 (April 24, xxxx)
    GENDER
    Genderfluid
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    5'10" (177 cm) | 143 lb (65 kg)
    REPUTATION
    The Messenger
    CREDIT
    6 from Reverse 1999
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    Mercher is a young man having long, blonde hair and dull, blue eyes. His hair is wavy and soft but is often mistaken for being oily. It is loosely tied and most is resting on his left shoulder. He wears a gold head piece that wraps around his head with two chains with ornaments that is crafted to look like parts of hexagons. He wears a white and blue Greek robe white gold details. Mercher has a slim structure with the slightest muscles shown.
    PERSONALITY
    Mercher is a rational and measured individual who strives to achieve balance in all aspects of life. Mercher's approach to life is a combination of logic and intuition, resulting in thoughtful and well-considered decisions. While others may view Mercher as slow to action or guarded, Mercher believes that carefully considering all aspects of a situation is essential in achieving the best possible outcome. He is calm and composed, rarely succumbing to emotion and never losing sight of what is truly important and prefers to resolve conflicts through peaceful and rational means.
    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY
    In a small forest, a group of Pythagoras scholars resides in a region where no travellers crossed. This region was said to be haunted, spirits hiding in the shadows. This particular group of scholars are strange, their belief is that everything beyond or behind us can be translated into numbers. Their residence in the forest is considered lucky, having the essence of 3 in it.


    Mercher was destined to be the future leader of this group of scholars, being appointed when he was 13. His father was one of the high scholars while his mother was not, being a mere traveller in the area. No one knew what happened with the two, but Mercher was brought back with his father 7 years after he was born. Angered by the situation, the Pythagoras scholars reduced Mercher's father to one of the lower positions and began to separate themselves more, moving deeper in the forest where the grounds were blessed by 37.

    He remembered little about the life before the isolated life of the scholars, he was set away from the adults because of his situation. Mercher doesn't know why he was appointed to be the future leader, especially with his family matters troubling his elders, but still respected their decisions, feeling no need to cause further problems.
    RELATIONSHIPS
    TBA
 
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  • INMATE ID
    DAMON
    AMESTRIA DEPARTMENT OF JUSTICE
    LEGAL NAME
    Damon Lee
    AGE & BIRTH
    24 (January 5, xxxx)
    GENDER
    Male
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    6'1" (185 cm) | 145 lb (66 kg)
    REPUTATION
    Madman
    CREDIT
    Unknown
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    Damon is a muscular young man with dark, messy hair, cool grey skin, and pale yellow eyes. Scribbles of tattoos line his left arm, while a single angel’s wing is inked to his neck and a serpent slinks around his right wrist. He wears the prison jumpsuit he escaped with, over a black tank top that is visible when he ties the garment at his waist. He carries a navy blue duffle bag on his back, which holds all of his belongings.
    PERSONALITY
    There aren’t many people that know that Damon used to be different. A sweet, energetic soul who was about as rambunctious as any boy was expected to be. A problem child at times, but never trouble.

    All that remains in his eyes are the festering mutations of his time in imprisonment. He grins at danger, he laughs at loss, he mumbles secrets to the air. He makes quick judgements and refuses to budge on them. He jumps at the opportunity to strike. Underneath all the grunge and intimidation, he’s paranoid.

    He has his uses. He’s good at fixing things. Good at breaking them, too. Nimble and packs a strong punch, so long as he doesn’t get hit himself. But for how long do the pros outweigh the cons?
    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY
    Damon was soft, once. An ordinary child with extraordinary biology. A boy who played rough and laughed through the hardships of the day. He loved his friends and family to the ends of the earth, with the tender heart he wore on his sleeves. He was no danger, no monster.

    As he grew older, he grew more and more bitter with the way things were. He always knew he wasn’t well off. But why? Did things have to be the way they were, just because they had always been that way? Surely, there had to be a way to help the people he cherished the most.

    It started with stealing. He was quick and unnoticeable, and the Black Tortoises were blind to the miniscule loss of drug sales. When he was caught for the first time, the amused victim offered him a different job. Deliberate drug running. It paid well enough to keep his focus off the looming danger. Then there were skirmishes with rival gangs. He never called himself a tortoise, but he would defend the people on jobs with him. Seemed like common sense at the time.

    By the age of seventeen, Damon was wrapped up in the gang’s machinations with no escape. He was too deep in the mud, and too hungry for cash to start backing out. During that year, Damon was placed at the head of a large operation. Grabbing a large shipment of overseas drugs that had been stashed below deck. The money would have been enough to get him, his mother, and his friends out of New Oasis—forever.

    This time, he couldn’t deny the severity to anyone. Not to his classmates, not to his mom, not to the cops that caught him.

    His lack of dedication made him the perfect scapegoat. All fingers were pointed at him, and he was sentenced to twenty years in prison. The others were let off with a slap on the wrist.

    Over the years, prison eroded him. His tenderness was buried under the selfish nature of his own survival. His rage got him caught in frequent fights, which led to solitary confinement and little allies. There were no visitors for him. He couldn’t tell if it was because they kept them out, or they never came. They tested treatments on him—ones they hoped to use to restrict his potential. They morphed the color in his eyes, and the skin on his bones. When he caught glimpses of himself in the glass, he saw a stranger.

    It was his hell.

    And then, one day, the prison walls were reduced to rubble.
    RELATIONSHIPS
    Yuda: Childhood best friend. Met when they got into a petty fight with each other.
    Lottie: Little duckling. Follows him around. Pretty cool for an eleven-year-old girl.
    ???: Relentless. Whispers of doubt and cruelty.
 
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  • CITIZEN ID
    Titania De la forêt
    Titania De la forêt
    Full Name
    Titania De la forêt
    Preferred Name
    Titania
    AGE
    26 (August 26th)
    GENDER
    Female
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    6'02" (187.96cm) | 187 lb (84.8218 kg)
    REPUTATION
    Dancer
    CREDIT
    XX
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    TBA.
    PERSONALITY
    Brash, experimental and imperfect are the best words to describe Titania. Most that have had passing encounters with her though would call her somewhat cold, calculating and indifferent. That however is far from the truth. Yes, she is rather cold. Her early childhood left an impact on her. Yet, despite the chilly initial encounters those that know her well find her to be warming, welcoming and understanding.
    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY
    Titania had perfection drilled into her by the time she was 7. With two athletically gifted parents the stress coming from above was brutal to say the least, though despite the pressure she was given free will to choose which 'sport' she wanted to do. It came as a shock to her parents when she decided she wanted to focus on dance and gymnastics. Through the years she was pushed to her limits and as a consequence, her potential began to flare.

    It was a disaster, when it began she couldn't control it at all. She was like a walking multicolored car wreck. Her parents initially were supportive before their deep rooted issues began to fest. It began with the doctors visits before spiraling into a surgical step where all hell broke loose. What can a kid say when the instruments cutting into them begin to dissolve away? It ended with abandonment, a now mentally settled matter.

    She was lucky, she was being poached by an exclusive dance studio and their eventual attempts to find her landed her with a roof over her head. Her parents were arrested and custody over time was transferred to the head of the studio. Over the following years she managed to gain a control over her once disturbingly vibrant potential with the help of her adopted family. It was from this point that she began to finally ground herself in her career path and managed to land a job as a performer in an upcoming play. By the age of 19 she had managed to make a name for herself throughout dance scene of Oasis simply through her overtly flamboyant potential.

    Working her way career wise over the following years she managed to do quite well for herself. Returning to her 'home' she took up a teaching position but managed to skirt the politics of it all, and luckily they understood but in a way she did her part there. That all came to a close however with cataclysm.
    RELATIONSHIPS
    TBA
 
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  • CITIZEN ID
    FEVER
    “Shut it, I don’t need fake friends or for you to act like you know me”
    LEGAL NAME
    Yuda Salim
    PREFERRED NAME
    Yuda (Strangers)
    AGE & BIRTH
    24 (April 28th, xxxx)
    GENDER
    Male
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    5'09" (175 cm) | 154 lb (70 kg)
    REPUTATION
    Volatile Spoiled Celebrity Menace
    CREDIT
    Till (Alien Stage)
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION

    Yuda would call himself average in just about every way. Not the tallest or shortest, not particularly fashionable but not homely, all in all he’s confused why he fell into the idol spotlight. Despite his own misgivings Yuda is someone who captivates the room with the force of his charisma or lack there of. Looking at him you’d find someone tired, an insomniac with it written in the bags under his eyes. He takes good care of his hygiene which is shown in the care he puts into his hair and nails. Yet just as clearly you’d notice the absolute lack of concern in demeanor as he wears shirts til their collars are overly stretched coated in graffiti, or the practical glitter showers of their shows staying all over him for hours and leaving its marks all over his back rooms and any ride he takes. All in all it comes together to a paint a picture of a man who’s fans all fight to want to “tame”.
    PERSONALITY
    Where did Fever end and Yuda begin? It was a question so many thought they knew the answer to. Always claiming there were no differences. For the man himself he’d argue they’d never been more wrong. But Yuda was buried long ago and might just finally break free from the grave dirt that been suffocating him for years.

    Fever was what was left. Rough edges and a voice screaming out into the void. Anger and repressed emotions ruling every step as he screamed out against the world pleading for the nightmares to end as he himself knew how powerless he really was. Yuda wasn’t that. At least he didn’t want to be anymore. The small child who lashed out at every and any perceived slight was beaten down by each and every punch he took. Fights and friendship sanded down those edges until he had become someone whose prescence could fill a room without a sound.

    Then if that was Fever than who was Yuda? Yuda was all the best preserved parts. A part of himself hidden away and lost with Day as his reality crumbled beneath his feet. It was laughter so wild that it became tears. An ignorance to the pains and worries of lack. The lack of fear to stand up and face anyone in his way with a smirk and a rush of adrenaline. All of the happiness Fever could no longer carry with him. Fever could never know the joy of a shared snack with a friend. Fever could never know the embarrassment of trying so hard to help another only to find out he was so much worse at it. Fever ate and ate and ate away at all that made Yuda human.

    In the wake of Yudas death and Fevers birth the smokescreen image of an idol was made from the malleable clay left of his ego. He was just rebellious enough to draw the eye, quiet and solemn when needed, and a maniac on stage. Never smiling, never showing weakness or tears. Anger didn’t have a place unless it was to make a showy scene. Softness wasn’t allowed, all things tender being left to his partner Dreams. A carefully crafted doll that existed for the amusement of others.

    And damn did they claw and claw and claw until Yuda and Fever both shattered at their feet.

    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY

    What do you remember of your childhood?

    “What was your childhood like?”

    Yuda could rattle on some bullshit answer that had been fed to him over and over. A sanitized story to keep them chomping at the bit. But with all that went down he really really didn’t feel like following their games.

    “I met my best friend in the world by slugging him for a petty arguement that seemed important because that’s how kids are. And then I got my ass beat. Guess I must have made an impression ‘cause we kept each other around after that…”

    And there came the questions. Who? Was it Dreams? Was this type of violence common in the background. He of course snorted of their concerns with an “as if” and kept on his deflections. They should know by now he won’t answer unless he wanted to.

    “Where did you grow up?”

    Yuda’s face quickly became a scowl as he remembered the pity story that the company had tried to put out. Him never once confirming or denying it feeling so horribly uncomfortable with the pathetic lies.

    “I grew up in a damn house. Is that so hard to get? I wasn’t destitute or rich or whatever story you wanna spin. I didn’t have any luxuries but I wasn’t fishing out a dumpster for food so there’s that. Whatever story you got fed by the company is a crock of shit. It was entertaining enough to see how many of you eat that up though. Oh poor Fever, from a sad sad family no wonder he’s like that. Unfortunately I’ve got tired of hearing it though.”

    The chaos erupting of course was well planned. He let his sneer be caught well for the cameras. If this was the last he’d have of his idol career before becoming some meatsheild for the shadiest humanitarian project he’d ever heard then he was damn well going to pull it all down with him. Dreams shouldn’t have any peace either.

    “How have you attempted to make reprerations to the families of those lost?”

    He could just about hurl as the question was asked. The sight of broken NPs and the panic as he realized their fight had caused deaths once they went and kept fighting after he was flung from the stage still haunted him. He brought a hand up to his face covering his nose and mouth as he closed his eyes trying to stop the memories from eating him up.

    “I- I haven’t. You can’t bring back the dead with some money or cheap words.”

    It was all Dream’s fault anyways. His slick little comments. His agressive jeering. Fever may have thrown the first punch but Dreams threw so many more, flinging them
    both off that stage. Into a state where all that mattered was pummeling each other into dust, allowing all the building up stress and hatred for each other to be unleashed in such a raw and public way. Forever determined to make Fever out to be the bad guy.

    “So how can your fans possibly believe in you anymore considering all the lies and rumors running amok?”

    Yuda let his hand drop to his side. Oh he saw where this was going. He’d only ever been playing into their story from the start huh?

    “They can do whatever they damn well please. I don’t need people to believe in me and I don’t know every rumor floating around nor do I really give a shit quite frankly.”

    Anger was bubbling up from the continual implications. He wasn’t going to be able to drag Dreams down with him. He forgot he was never their sweetheart. What was he even doing here?

    “Can you comment on what exactly made you attack Dreams? People have claimed that you were distracted and he told you to get your head in the game before you swung as he approached.”

    Of course they did. None of them would know that the devious snake came up close to whisper the words that would ensure his downfall. ‘Looking for his little pet convict’. No. He wasn’t about to become their next toy again.

    “We’re done here.”

    He stood up ready to leave and heard the shout of ‘No!’ before he felt a tug at his arm. Annoyance bubbled up in him as he twisted and shoved… and she flew.

    Fuck.

    He became aquanted with the floor once more as he was tackled to the ground by the places security his head ringing after yet another bang accross the tile. The same song and dance as always. HPs who didn’t control their strength were monsters.

    As far as the world was concerned Fever was a volatile menace after all…

    RELATIONSHIPS
    TBA
 
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CITIZEN ID
Ashes
Ashlynn Marlowe
LEGAL NAME
Ashlynn C. Marlowe
PREFERRED NAME
Ash
AGE & BIRTH
xx (October 31st, 19xx)
GENDER
n/a
HEIGHT | WEIGHT
5'07" (170 cm) | 145 lbs (64 kg)
REPUTATION
Psycho Bitch
CREDIT
Erica Slaughter
from Something is Killing the Children by James Tynion IV and Werther Dell’Edera
GENERAL DESCRIPTION
Ash is relatively average height, standing in at about 5'7, and has a lean muscular build. Her blonde hair reaches well past her shoulders, but she prefers to keep it in a ponytail so it's out of the way. Ash's eyes are an almost toxic green and many people swear they've seen her eyes glow. She is covered in scars.
PERSONALITY
TBA
HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY
TBA.
RELATIONSHIPS
TBA
 
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