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Realistic or Modern π’ 𝐘 𝐍 𝐃 𝐈 𝐂 𝐀 𝐓 𝐄 𝐃 - 𝐀 𝐍𝐨𝐒𝐫/𝐎𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐒𝐳𝐞𝐝 π‚π«π’π¦πž 𝐑𝐏 (𝐂𝐒)

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𝐒 𝐘 𝐍 𝐃 𝐈 𝐂 𝐀 𝐓 𝐄 𝐃 - 𝐀 𝐍𝐨𝐒𝐫/𝐎𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐒𝐳𝐞𝐝 π‚π«π’π¦πž 𝐑𝐏 (πˆπ‚) 𝐒 𝐘 𝐍 𝐃 𝐈 𝐂 𝐀 𝐓 𝐄 𝐃 - 𝐀 𝐍𝐨𝐒𝐫/𝐎𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐒𝐳𝐞𝐝 π‚π«π’π¦πž 𝐑𝐏 (πŽπŽπ‚) 𝐒 𝐘 𝐍 𝐃 𝐈 𝐂 𝐀 𝐓 𝐄 𝐃 - 𝐀 𝐍𝐨𝐒𝐫/𝐎𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐒𝐳𝐞𝐝 π‚π«π’π¦πž 𝐑𝐏 (𝐂𝐒)
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[div class="tab tab3"]Bio[/div] [div class="tab tab4"]Extra[/div][/div][/div] [div class=rightborder][div class="tabContents tabContents01"][div class=heading]Basic Info[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Name[/div]Akashi Kurusu [div class=title]Nickname(s)[/div]Fang [div class=title]Role/title[/div]Basic Thug [div class=title]Alias(es)[/div]N/A [div class=title]Age[/div]25 [div class=title]Gender[/div]Male [div class=title]Orientation[/div]Heterosexual ********************************** [div class=title]Hair color[/div]Black with blonde highlights [div class=title]Hair style[/div]Slicked backed, shaved sides [div class=title]Eye color[/div]Brown [div class=title]Height[/div]6'5 [div class=title]Weight[/div]250 pounds [div class=title]Body type[/div]Muscular [div class=title]Clothing style[/div]Casual Street Style [div class=title]Piercings, tattoos, etc.[/div]N/A[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents02" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]Personality[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Personality[/div]Akashi's life motto is "Punch first, ask questions while punching.". The thug loves getting into fights and actively seeks them out. He is constantly searching for someone that could match him in a fight. This competitive streak doesn't end with just fighting, he loves getting into contests with anyone. When not in a fight Akashi is brash and hot headed, never stopping to spare anyone's feelings. He loves to party and doesn't have a sense of self boundaries, often hugging people or getting in their bubble. [div class=title]Virtues[/div] Confident, Fearless, Perceptive [div class=title]Vices[/div] Impulsive, Aggressive, Egotistical [div class=title]Likes[/div] Fighting, working out, basketball, pushing people's buttons, winning, flirting [div class=title]Dislikes[/div] Lazy people, fatty foods, weak people, american football, broccoli [/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents03" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]History[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll] There are thousands of reasons to join a gang. Money, power, hell even fame. Akashi doesn't care about any of that. Truthfully he's just an asshole that likes to fight. This job, if you can call it that, lets him get in fights almost anytime he wants to. Someone needs to be shaken down? You got it. Problems with other gangs? He'll be there. Before joining the gang he was a moderately popular MMA fighter specializing in boxing. To him there was no greater feeling than knocking someone's lights out. Akashi was approached by a member of the Higashi-Gumi and he accepted. Since then he's earned the nickname Fang and has been offered several promotions up the ranks. He refuses however, because if he were to take on a higher position he wouldn't get to see as much action. Fang currently is in charge of all shakedowns in the gang's region. if anyone ever needs to be reminded they need his protection, he'll be there to remind them. The muscle will get in people's faces and dare them to fight him if they disagree with him. He never thinks about tomorrow. All that matters is having fun in the now. He loves to party and is a sucker for the ladies.[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents04" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]The Rest[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Skills[/div]Incredibly skilled fighter. Fang has been fighting his entire life and can take on almost anyone in hand to hand combat. If there were anyone that beat him in a fight he would instantly consider that person his rival. Fearless - Whether he is genuinely unafraid of anything or through sheer stupidity, Fang never backs down from anyone. He will accept any mission the gang offers him with a smiling face. Presence - Akashi has been doing this so long he's nearly got intimidation down to a science. When he walks into a room you can feel the mood shift into one of a calm terror. Glances shoot his way, the people hoping he;s not there for them. [div class=title]Weaknesses[/div]Dumb as a rock. Akashi always jokes that he's street smart not book smart. He's completely unconcerned with things that don't involve punching or money and makes no attempt to hide it. If someone ever called him stupid he would deck them, though. Terrible Aim - The brawler is deadly with his fists and is never seen using a gun. He claims to not like them, which is only half true. The rest of the truth is that he can't aim to save his life and would miss nine times out of ten. Uncharismatic - Fang is either going to rub people the wrong way or be their best friend. There is usually no in between and he never makes an attempt to seem nicer. He is completely unsuited for any political mission. [div class=title]Other[/div]N/A[/div][/div][/div]
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[div class="tab tab3"]Bio[/div] [div class="tab tab4"]Extra[/div][/div][/div] [div class=rightborder][div class="tabContents tabContents01"][div class=heading]Basic Info[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Name[/div] Kasumi Ishikawa [div class=title]Nickname(s)[/div] Kas [div class=title]Role/title[/div] Rookie Cop [div class=title]Alias(es)[/div] Newbie, Rookie [div class=title]Age[/div] 26 [div class=title]Gender[/div] Female [div class=title]Orientation[/div] Heterosexual ********************************** [div class=title]Hair color[/div] Ash Brown [div class=title]Hair style[/div] Long and wavy [div class=title]Eye color[/div] Hazel [div class=title]Height[/div] 5'4" [div class=title]Weight[/div] 132 lbs [div class=title]Body type[/div] Svelthe [div class=title]Clothing style[/div] Smart Casual [div class=title]Piercings, tattoos, etc.[/div]None[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents02" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]Personality[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Personality[/div] A young recruit fresh out of the academy. Kasumi seems to approach her job with a degree of naive optimism as expected from a rookie like her. At the same time, her eyes denote a glint of intelligence and understanding. She does her job well; often without questions yet one cannot shake off the weird feeling that she seems to know more than what she lets on. At the same time, she seems to carry a burden on her shoulders and it is not uncommon to see a dark cloud hanging over her thoughts. She's quite frank whenever she speaks but she does display some social niceties by refraining from using overtly foul language--at least when it comes to speaking with her superiors. However, she is not afraid to speak out her mind if she feels it's needed. Otherwise, her language is that of the back alley streets where she grew up. For all her intuitive air, she also seems to harbour a few secrets of her own. Perhaps this rookie isn't as innocent nor blind to the darker corruptions entrenched within the force after all. [div class=title]Virtues[/div]- Polite...to some degree - Down-to-earth - Intuitive [div class=title]Vices[/div]- Temperamental - Secretive - Smoking [div class=title]Likes[/div]- Music - Movies - Exercise [div class=title]Dislikes[/div]- Luxury and excess consumption - Unexpected Expenses - Being asked too many questions[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents03" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]History[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll]Hi, I’m a cop. I know it’s hard to get behind that occupation recently but believe me, we do try. At least I like to think the badge still means somethin’ in this world. Somethin’ other than the guys who break down doors or bankrupt you whenever they see you going five miles above the meter. Huh? My story? Why I became a cop? It’s nothin’ special. Heard if you work hard enough, people might take you off the front and place you in customs. You know them. They put ridiculous markups on those bags or suits you buy overseas. There's bank to be made there I hear. Just kiddin’. Probably odd comin’ from me but I’m not here to make a quick buck out of your pricey watch and shit. No, really. I just got some debts to pay. There’s a stain on the family name and as it’s progenitor, it’s my responsibility to clean it up. If I got any reservations about the job, it’s the fact that it’s probably not as squeaky clean as the celebratory videos will have you believe. I'm sure you've watched them several times too. I’m ramblin’ again. Sorry. I’ll offer you a cig but I’ve already run out. I heard there’s a story brewin’ lately. It starts the way it usually does in this God-forsaken city. With someone dyin’. This someone’s pretty big though. We bust who offed him, we may just succeed in makin’ the city slightly cleaner. Give the folk workin’ on the ground some hope to cling on to, you know? Anyway, I’m off. Got a couple of crows croakin’ somethin’ about the snow. And by snow, I mean the Iron Turkβ€”Tunicβ€”Tundra-whatever. All I know is that I smell trouble. There’s blood in the water and I’m sure as hell that the sharks be comin’ out of the woodwork soon. [/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents04" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]The Rest[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Skills[/div] - Kasumi is well-versed with the use of firearms. She's a good shot and is often found killing time, practising on the range. She had received military training in high school and college and is quite knowledgeable with the proper use and maintenance of her weapon. She uses an IWI Jericho 941. - She was part of the track team in her high school years. She can run fast and over a sustained period of time. This is a handy skill when it comes to chasing down "uncooperative" suspects or witnesses. - Kasumi is very intuitive. She is good at finding information from the right sources. Part of this is due to the connections she had gotten acquainted with thanks to her mentor. She handles evidence really well and is known to be quite thorough when submitting her reports; a feat that has gotten the attention of many of her higher-ups. [div class=title]Weaknesses[/div]- While she is quite athletic, Kasumi still needs to brush up on her spatial awareness. She is quite handy when it comes to chasing down suspects but she can be easily thwarted by hiding or blending in a crowd. - She's also not a very good swimmer. She often stays away from missions that would take her across deep bodies of water. - Lastly, she seems to carry a few secrets of her own. Connections that can potentially get her into trouble. Exploiting these avenues could easily blow a hole in whatever moral compass she has left. [div class=title]Other[/div] - Face claim is UMP-45 from Girls Frontline[/div][/div][/div]
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[div class="tab tab3"]Bio[/div] [div class="tab tab4"]Extra[/div][/div][/div] [div class=rightborder][div class="tabContents tabContents01"][div class=heading]Basic Info[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Name[/div]Sloane Aleandra Gabriel [div class=title]Nickname(s)[/div]Gazel [div class=title]Role/title[/div]Bodyguard for the Crimson Blossom leader [div class=title]Alias(es)[/div]The Carmine Shadow [div class=title]Age[/div]24 [div class=title]Gender[/div]Female [div class=title]Orientation[/div]Unsure ********************************** [div class=title]Hair color[/div]Silver [div class=title]Hair style[/div]Long, straight, tied back [div class=title]Eye color[/div]Cyan blue [div class=title]Height[/div]6'1 [div class=title]Weight[/div]154lbs [div class=title]Body type[/div]Lithe [div class=title]Clothing style[/div]Suits, suits, suits [div class=title]Piercings, tattoos, etc.[/div]None[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents02" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]Personality[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Personality[/div]Sloane is a surprisingly decent person, given the company she keeps and the people she works for. She does her job, and does it well, follows orders, and doesn't cause trouble for the group. In fact, she's more innocent than most, which can make her the target of teasing or pranks. [div class=title]Virtues[/div]- Honorable - Hardworking - Trustworthy [div class=title]Vices[/div]- Gullible - Naive - Soft [div class=title]Likes[/div]- Animals - Small children - Vari Glyko Ellinikos [div class=title]Dislikes[/div]- Smoke - Abrasive people - Littering[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents03" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]History[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll]How'd I wind up here? I sometimes wonder the same thing, you know. It's not what anyone would've expected- least of all me. My dad (and his whole family) was Russian military. My mom (and her whole family) were Athens city cops (though there was a lawyer and a judge or two thrown in the mix). They met when my father was on leave, enjoying the beach at Naxos. Mom was there on a family vacation, and they've told us a million times the story of how it was love at first sight. Their courtship lasted a summer, they were married soon after, and my brother and I came along after that. We grew up in Athens, with mom. Dad only lived with us when he wasn't working. Since we didn't get to see him that often, we treasured the time we had with him. He took us on long trips to Russia- taught us how to hunt, and shoot. Mom taught us all about the law, and as we grew up it seemed the only question was which of us would follow in which parent's footsteps. It became clear soon enough that Vilko was going into military life- he was made for it. Me, I probably would've been a cop. Then a few years ago, Dad lost his leg to an unmarked landmine in Siberia and was dishonorably discharged. He moved in with mom and I decided not to enroll at the police academy after all. Instead, I joined my brother in Russia. I made it all the way through basic training before realizing that being in the military wasn't for me, so I quit and started looking for work. I got hired by this company that provided personal protection services to foreign dignitaries and visiting businessmen while they were in the country. One day, I was hired to protect Alyenka Karmazin. She was so pleased with my services that she offered me a job as her permanent bodyguard, back in the States. Of course, I accepted. It wasn't until we got here and I became a permanent addition to the group that I realized I was now working for the mob. Compared to the other groups in the city though, the Tundra didn't seem like the mob. It was mostly a business, and everyone acted like it was a business- Alyenka made sure of that. Of course I was uncomfortable with things like back-alley deals and the use of violence or bribes, but overall I got along with everyone and didn't feel like I was irrevocably compromising my moral integrity. Then I got traded to the Crimson Blossom as part of an agreement between the groups, and things have since taken a decided turn for the worse.[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents04" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]The Rest[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Skills[/div]-Combat: With both police and military training, there are few who could beat Sloane in a fair fight. She's proficient both with firearms and hand-to-hand. -Languages: She's fluent in English, Russian and Greek. -Professionalism: Between her height, her clothing, her experience and her general demeanor, she lends a sense of obvious power to whoever she's protecting and legitimacy to the business being conducted. [div class=title]Weaknesses[/div]-Water: She's a rather weak swimmer, though is working to improve that. -Deceit: She can be lied to fairly effortlessly, for anyone who knows how. -Kindness: Her generous nature and good heart can easily be taken advantage of. 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[div class="tab tab3"]Bio[/div] [div class="tab tab4"]Extra[/div][/div][/div] [div class=rightborder][div class="tabContents tabContents01"][div class=heading]Basic Info[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Name[/div]Nili Belmonte [div class=title]Nickname(s)[/div]Nils [div class=title]Role/title[/div]Member of Higashi-Gumi [div class=title]Alias(es)[/div]Trigger [div class=title]Age[/div]30 [div class=title]Gender[/div]Nonbinary [div class=title]Orientation[/div]Aro/ace ********************************** [div class=title]Hair color[/div]Brown [div class=title]Hair style[/div]Pixie cut [div class=title]Eye color[/div]Blue [div class=title]Height[/div]5’8 [div class=title]Weight[/div]139 [div class=title]Body type[/div]Lean, and muscular [div class=title]Clothing style[/div]Formal attire [div class=title]Piercings, tattoos, etc.[/div]Tattoo of an angel on left shoulder[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents02" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]Personality[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Personality[/div]Nili is perpetually angry at the world yet not those in it but instead yearns for their acceptance and respect. They are very opinionated and when they make a decision they stick with it. Nili can not stand it if anything is out of place, even in a job, and therefore their priorities can be a little skewed. [div class=title]Virtues[/div]- Determined - Dependable - Resourceful [div class=title]Vices[/div]- OCD - A prick - Arrogant [div class=title]Likes[/div]- Cake - Swimming - Art [div class=title]Dislikes[/div]- Hospitals - Idiots - Messes[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents03" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]History[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll]Born into a middle-class family, Nili and their identical twin Mahli lead normal childhoods. Nili and Mahli both found they loved swimming for example, and joined their high school swim team. Their parents were good people, happy ,successful and able to provide for their children. Nili’s greatest challenges were getting good grades in math, dealing with ”hate” over their gender, and overcoming their raging OCD. Nothing that particularly screamed unusual. College came around with the usual fanfare, both Mahli and Nili obtained swimming scholarships to their parents relief. Two years passed in relative peace, the twins succeeding in this new environment both academically and athletically. Oh course something had to go wrong. Mahli got sick, really sick, terminal brain cancer sick. It was a blow to the family, but especially to Nili who had spent their whole life by their twins side. They got angry. Angry at the unfairness of the world, how could it do something this devastating? Needless to say, things continued to spiral downhill for Nili. They lost their job and scholarship, their parents were too laden with grief to help, and they had no where to go. So they went underground, to the Higashi-Gumi both to be accepted and protected as only their family had done, and because they had no other options in their opinion.[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents04" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]The Rest[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Skills[/div]Nili is a fairly good physical fighter when the circumstances call for it, they also have an exceptionally good sense of fashion. Nili is a strong strategist and plans jobs accordingly. They were also a competitive swimmer so they are skilled in that area. [div class=title]Weaknesses[/div]They are repulsed by hospitals and refuse to enter them. Nili’s OCD can prevent them from leaving a crime scene until it is β€œperfect”, and they have a fairly low pain tolerance for someone in this line of work. [div class=title]Other[/div]Physical combat is not their preferred method, they think it too messy.[/div][/div][/div]
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[div class="tab tab3"]Bio[/div] [div class="tab tab4"]Extra[/div][/div][/div] [div class=rightborder][div class="tabContents tabContents01"][div class=heading]Basic Info[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Name[/div]Kao Huizhong [div class=title]Nickname(s)[/div]Nv Wang -- reserved for her mother [div class=title]Role/title[/div] Leader of the Crimson Blossom // "Mama" [div class=title]Alias(es)[/div]Mama or Lucinda (English name) [div class=title]Age[/div]26 [div class=title]Gender[/div]Female [div class=title]Orientation[/div]Bisexual ********************************** [div class=title]Hair color[/div]Black [div class=title]Hair style[/div]Long and straight [div class=title]Eye color[/div]Reddish amber [div class=title]Height[/div]5'7" [div class=title]Weight[/div]139lbs [div class=title]Body type[/div]Toned and supple [div class=title]Clothing style[/div]Black and red and sophisticated [div class=title]Piercings, tattoos, etc.[/div]Her mother's name on her rib // this here // inner left wrist group tattoo[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents02" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]Personality[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Personality[/div]Huizhong is cold, calculated, and nurturing all in one. She's sickly sweet one moment and fatally venomous the next. Nobody knows where they truly stand with her. Loyalty is the utmost important principle and she doesn't believe in second chances; if you cross her it's over. There's gotta be a heart somewhere in the middle of the beauty and thorns, right? [div class=title]Virtues[/div]- Protective - Nurturing - Attentive [div class=title]Vices[/div]- Obsessed - Vindictive - Angry [div class=title]Likes[/div]- Sweet potatoes - Cats - Storms [div class=title]Dislikes[/div]- Latex - Tequila - Citrus[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents03" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]History[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll]So, you want to know about my story, do you? I suppose I have a minute. Mama brought me into the world. She taught me everything I know. She brought me everywhere with her. To the dinners, to the meetings, to the rendez-vous, to the supermarket, mama and I were inspearable. As you can imagine, I've seen a lot of things most parents would never allow a young child to see. Mama loved me, though. She loved me so much she showed me how to survive in this world long after she was gone, and how to play the real game. Baba was a nice man. He was rich and provided mama with whatever she needed. You see, they married for practical reasons, they never loved each other. I never pretended to love baba the way I love mama. He tried to love me, though. It made him weak. I was the first one to hold my baby sister after mama when she was brought into this world. She was perfect. The final addition to our family. As mama grew ill over the years, I took care of them both because that's what you do for family. Mama made me promise to show Fang what she showed me, and I did. When mama brought me to important meetings, I brought Fang, when she brought me to make a deal, I brought Fang, when it was time to buy groceries, I brought Fang. I spent so much of my time holding my little sister's hand I can still feel her small fingers curling around my index and middle finger. I suppose you want to know where I'm at today? Well, to tell you the truth, mama has been murdered and I'm running the Kao legacy. With Fang by my side, I will stop at nothing to discover who killed mama and show the world what the Kao family is capable of. It's our turn now.[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents04" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]The Rest[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Skills[/div]Huizhong wouldn't be a leader without oozing charisma. Whether you love or hate her, she demands attention where she wants it and when she wants it. Huizhong could probably talk a vegan into eating meat if she really wanted to. Huizhong leaves the bloody, dirty work to those who enjoy it. However, she's incredibly knowledgeable about poisons and the art of making people drop dead after she's left the room. She can speak six languages; English, French, Mandarin, Swahili, Italian, and Japanese. The more contacts the better. [div class=title]Weaknesses[/div] Ironically, Huizhong is afraid of being alone. There is strength in numbers, and having been surrounded by people her entire life, the idea of facing the world on her own is enough to shed goosebumps. A fatal peanut allergy is likely to be anyone's weakness. Huizhong isn't particularly skilled in close combat. [div class=title]Other[/div]Huizhong sleeps with matching pyjamas every night. They can't not match. Ever. The biggest crime Huizhong has committed is being guilty of enjoying romantic movies. It's a secret she's taking to her grave.[/div][/div][/div]
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Almost every menial task is done with minimum effort, including the maintaining of his appearance. Atlas is inconsiderate of the feelings of others and will say whatever comes to his mind at any given time. Occasionally, he will interrupt one-sided conversations with the vocalization of his inner monologues; that of which include sheer and utter condescension toward the individual he is engaged with. The only reason why Atlas retains his position as private investigator is due to his stellar ability to analyze, interpret, and deduce information. Most of his clientele are already aware of his abrasive nature, enduring his daily antics for the results he consistently brings to the forefront. [div class=title]Virtues[/div]- Intelligent - Insightful - Calculating [div class=title]Vices[/div]- Chronic Alcoholism - Smoker - Argumentative [div class=title]Likes[/div]- Jazz - Cats - Sarcasm [div class=title]Dislikes[/div]- People - Lies - Kids[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents03" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]History[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll]β€œβ€¦So you’ll help me…?” The twitchy, awkward man asked Atlas rather frantically. Without ever locking eyes with the man, the disheveled detective carelessly placed his half empty mug on the tarnished wooden counter in front of him. Raising a hand up to wipe any excess alcohol off the side of his face, Atlas groaned in annoyance. β€œThere’s nothing I can do to help you. You’re a walking, breathing shitshow of problems reeking like yesterday’s trash.” Atlas answered before rubbing his palm back and forth against his five o’clock shadow. He finally turned to face the desperate stranger. β€œβ€¦However, I will solve your case.” The man was seemingly on the verge of tears and caught Atlas off guard, as he threw his arms around him. β€œThank you thank you thank you! This means… so much to me…” He whimpered. Repulsed by the invasion of his personal space, Atlas shoved the man with considerable force; causing for him to fall off the barstool and land directly on his back with a loud thud. Several people inside the bar quickly drew their attention to the scene that was gradually unfolding. Standing up, Atlas brushed off a bit of dust that had made its way onto his coat. He immediately turned to take his leave but paused before looking over his shoulder at the bartender. β€œOh, the tab is on him by the way.” He informed the bartender, pointing to the disoriented man on the floor. ********************************** Those that knew Atlas would hardly recognize the gruff, resentful man that served as merely the husk of his former self. If those individuals were to describe the Atlas of the past, they would shock anyone that have encountered him in the present. He was known to be cheerful, ambitious, and most of all: righteous. Throughout the early stages of his life, Atlas was a model student and role model. He was in the top of his class and was known to be quite the athlete. Many had admired his charisma and positive disposition, but were even more appreciative of his staunch passion for fairness. Atlas despised those who were selfish and self-serving; for he saw them as extremely detrimental to humanity. It was because of this noble ideology that Atlas pursued a career in law enforcement. Although he found most criminals distasteful, Atlas was fully convinced that they could be rehabilitated reestablished into society with the proper care and correction. Ultimately however, his opinion began to waver as he advanced deeper in his profession. Becoming a lead investigator for the local police, Atlas was assigned his own small taskforce; designated exclusively for mafia activity. Gang violence and turf wars were rapidly emerging in the city, and the responsibility of negating the continual growth of these syndicates fell on Atlas. Being the determined individual that he was, Atlas aggressively pursued one specific crime ring; one that would change him for forever. Atlas fell in love with a woman he met while working on a case. She had previously got involved with a loan shark, and Atlas had helped her escape the continual harassment of the debt collector. A few lunches afterwards turned into a few dates, and a few dates turned into a few years, and a few years turned into a few years of wonderful marriage. Unfortunately, his extensive involvement eventually led to his discovery of the loan shark’s strong ties with the crime syndicate. Having newfound inspiration and motivation to completely dismantle the organization, Atlas became more aggressive in his pursuit. This was immediately noticed by the group’s leadership, and they took quick action in gathering intel on Atlas. Weeks later, Atlas woke up to a phone call informing him that his wife had been taken hostage. Instructions were to meet at a warehouse, where Atlas would hand over all of the case files he had accumulated over the course of his investigation involving the syndicate in exchange for the freedom of his wife. Once he arrived, he was immediately surrounded. The files were forcibly removed from him, and what happened in the next three seconds felt like a next seven-hundred hours of torture. In an instant, one of the syndicate members reached for a gun inside his jacket and fired five rounds into his wife’s chest. Her eyes widened in horror, and a weak breath escaped her paling lips before her now dead corpse fell onto the concrete; blood spewing from underneath and spreading all over like watercolor on an empty canvas. There was no time for grief. There was no time for sorrow. Atlas was knocked unconscious soon afterwards, and the syndicate bagged him up before tossing him into a nearby river. He had no memory past that point, and was miraculously found a day later by a pedestrian who happened to come across the suspicious body bag. Enraged, in pain, and in anguish, the once stalwart detective desperately went after revenge. His emotions seeped into his better judgement, and eventually he was fired for being far too irrational in his decision making. The loss of both his wife and his job caused for Atlas to delve into extreme depression, and became an alcoholic as a result. His heart became hardened, and he was almost completely withdrawn from society. Realizing he needed some form of income to pay for his addiction, Atlas attempted to open his own practice as a private investigator. After a few rough months, he somehow managed to acquire a steady clientele and a rather significant reputation on the streets for his effectiveness. His methods were unethical and invasive, and he often times came borderline close to breaking the law. Because of his dark and intense aura, those that knew of him began referring to him as β€œCorvus”; which is strongly affiliated with death and ravens. While he loathes the monotonous nature of his new career, Atlas spends the rest of his time in building his own case against the syndicate in secret. He is slowly but surely gathering information from every source he possibly can, and is patiently awaiting for their next move. Now… it was just a matter of time and opportunity before he would hunt them down once more.[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents04" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]The Rest[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Skills[/div]A proficient shooter, remarkable deductive and reasoning ability, strong tolerance toward alcohol, and a surprisingly good pianist and baritone [div class=title]Weaknesses[/div]Joint pain, inept in learning new technology, lack of endurance, and does not work well with others [div class=title]Other[/div]He currently lives alone in an apartment with a stray cat he had adopted and named Iris. 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[div class="tab tab3"]Bio[/div] [div class="tab tab4"]Extra[/div][/div][/div] [div class=rightborder][div class="tabContents tabContents01"][div class=heading]Basic Info[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Name[/div]Kao Ying-Fan [div class=title]Nickname(s)[/div]Siafu [div class=title]Role/title[/div]Lieutenant for the Crimson Blossom [div class=title]Alias(es)[/div]The Jade Tyrant [div class=title]Age[/div]16 [div class=title]Gender[/div]Female [div class=title]Orientation[/div]Fluid ********************************** [div class=title]Hair color[/div]Jet black [div class=title]Hair style[/div]Long and straight [div class=title]Eye color[/div]Green [div class=title]Height[/div]5'5 [div class=title]Weight[/div]132lbs [div class=title]Body type[/div]Compact [div class=title]Clothing style[/div]Casual [div class=title]Piercings, tattoos, etc.[/div]Two right ear helix piercings Inner right wrist group tattoo[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents02" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]Personality[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Personality[/div]Fan is street-smart and authoritative in a manner inconsistent with her age. In charge of the Crimson Blossom's enforcers, she rules the gang and its territory with an iron fist. She's completely loyal and dedicated to her sister, bent on making sure that her will is done. She's notorious for being unforgiving and holding grudges, and for punishing failure or disobedience with alarming alacrity. In dealing with other people, she's loud, mean, and most definitely enjoys her position and being in charge. Having power over other people clearly gets her off. [div class=title]Virtues[/div]- Clever - Confident - Dedicated [div class=title]Vices[/div]- Sadistic - Simplistic - Petty [div class=title]Likes[/div]- Power - Pain - Pastries [div class=title]Dislikes[/div]- Weakness - Excuses - Thunderstorms[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents03" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]History[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll]Ah, so you're curious about me. And why wouldn't you be? I am fascinating, after all. I was born and raised in this world. I live and breathe this life. I loved my parents, of course- Mama was wise; wiser than anyone. Baba wasn't really all that smart, but he doted on me and spoiled me; I was his little girl. But Luce was the one I worshipped. For as long as I could remember, she and Mama were the ones teaching me about the world. But then Mama got sick, and it was just Luce. She made sure I learned everything. Instead of keeping me in the dark, she wanted me to know how this world works. When Mama got sick and Luce took over, I went to meetings with her, learned the organization, learned the ropes. Pretty soon I was doing small jobs, collecting on debts and generally intimidating people into giving us what we wanted or what they owed us. I was good at it, and I liked it. It seemed I would be slowly coming up through the ranks of the organization, learning the business bit by bit and earning my natural place. But then Mama got killed and Luce was put in charge and things sort of happened all at once. Now, I'm second-in-command. I definitely like this position, which is where I would've ended up anyway, though I do sometimes worry about the way I got here and what it means for me and the group. I'm trying to help Luce out as much as I can, and I can at least take comfort in the fact that we're doing well so far. The group hasn't fallen apart, and our power and reach is expanding. I'm hopeful that we'll be able to accomplish our goal- Mama's goal-, and to take our revenge on the hΓΊndΓ n who took her from us; slowly, and painfully. And then, this city had better get ready, 'cause it's about to be painted Crimson.[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents04" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]The Rest[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Skills[/div]-Hand-to-hand combat: Fan has been studying Kung-Fu since she was a child, and is now a master. Her specialty styles are Snake and Praying Mantis. -Intuition: Fan might not be much of a scholar, but she's street-smart and her emotional intelligence is off the charts. Don't bother trying to lie to her, 'cause it won't work. -Gymnastics: She trained as a gymnast when she was younger and, though she no longer practices or competes, those skills remain. [div class=title]Weaknesses[/div]-Guns: She knows how they work but, to be honest, she's quite clumsy with them and a rather terrible shot. -Family: She loses all cool when it comes to threats to her sister, in any form. -Storms: She's always been irrationally afraid of them. [div class=title]Other[/div]She and Lucinda have a 'Poison Terrarium'- basically a conservatory where they grow poisonous plants and keep venomous and poisonous animals. Both enjoy spending time there, taking care of the dangerous flora and fauna.[/div][/div][/div]
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[div class="tab tab3"]Bio[/div] [div class="tab tab4"]Extra[/div][/div][/div] [div class=rightborder][div class="tabContents tabContents01"][div class=heading]Basic Info[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Name[/div]Lei-Zhong [div class=title]Nickname(s)[/div]Lei [div class=title]Role/title[/div]Low-Level Enforcer [div class=title]Alias(es)[/div]Raven [div class=title]Age[/div]18 [div class=title]Gender[/div]Male [div class=title]Orientation[/div]Bisexual ********************************** [div class=title]Hair color[/div]Black [div class=title]Hair style[/div]Short, Messy [div class=title]Eye color[/div]Gray [div class=title]Height[/div]5'7" [div class=title]Weight[/div]158 lbs. [div class=title]Body type[/div]Lanky, Muscular [div class=title]Clothing style[/div]Casual [div class=title]Piercings, tattoos, etc.[/div]Raven Tattoo On His Back With Vines Covered In Crimson Blossoms Entangling Its Right Wing[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents02" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]Personality[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Personality[/div]Lei-Zhong is a nice guy, the person you'd find behind a dumpster feeding a stray cat. Despite that fact, his loyalty to the Crimson Blossom has led him to do some unsavory deeds he's not exactly proud of. He's willing to lay down his life if ordered, believing some debts can only be repaid in blood, whether that be his own or those of the mafia's enemies. [div class=title]Virtues[/div]- Loyal - Patient - Caring [div class=title]Vices[/div]- Merciless - Excessively Disciplined - Low Self-Esteem [div class=title]Likes[/div]- Cats - Repaying Benefactors - Downtime [div class=title]Dislikes[/div]- Slums - Violence - Himself[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents03" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]History[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll]I wondered if the streets had it out for me; there was hardly a day that had gone by where I hadn't gotten into a scuffle with the ruffians that permeated the slums. Rain soaked my clothing, ruining my already shoddy appearance. Just perfect. I looked up at the gloomy sky, rife with thunderclouds. When will it end? I don't know when I had begun to believe I would die here in these rotten, filth-ridden slums. Perhaps it was after a miscalculated theft of a vendor's food had left me beaten within an inch of my life and recovering by a restaurant's smelly dumpster and eating expired leftovers for a week. Or perhaps it was when I realized I could describe my life in one word: struggle. Yet despite everything, I endured. For what though? What am I holding on for? My eyes closed and I fervently wished for my breathing to quiet into silence. I could feel the cold rain ebbing away at my warmth, my strength. Please. Bang! A gunshot startled me into apprehensive alertness. My eyes darted around, eyeing every shadow in the dark alleyway I had secluded myself in with suspicion. Shouting, loud and vulgar, came closer as did numerous footsteps. My heart pounded in my chest, like a bird ready to take flight. Confusion marked my being as I huddled behind the nearest object- a dumpster, of course. Fear took priority as I witnessed the sources of the shouting come into view and a flurry of guns were fired just outside my alleyway; it was a skirmish between two gangs, a common occurrence and an unwelcome one at that. People fell like dominoes, blood blossoming beneath their bodies. A morbid part of me found the obscene amount of blood littering the backstreet beautiful, the rest was filled with disgust, the smell so pungent I could practically taste the iron on my tongue. The fight ended after one of the gangs managed to gain advantage in numbers, downing more of the enemy than the losses they accumulated. The losing gang began to retreat- after throwing a couple of 'surprises' behind them. "GRENADES!" was the last thing I heard before I was sent tumbling backwards by a large explosion. My back collided against a wall, knocking the air out of me as I collapsed on my side. My ears were ringing and I struggled to see, the objects before me looked like vague shapes of what they were supposed to be; though I could tell that the dumpster from before was no longer in usable condition and probably the only reason why I was still alive. I have to get up. Forcing my legs to move, I managed to sit up, the ringing in my ears slowly dying away. Instead, everything just sounded muffled. I could barely even hear myself breathing. I looked down at my body. Shit. I hadn't realized it until now, but there was a horrifying gash in my stomach; my guts were eagerly waiting to fall out if the blood covering my clothes said anything. I guess this is it. What a shitty way to die. I tried to laugh, but the pain racking my body turned it into a sorry sounding series of coughs. Muffled footsteps made their way towards me and I looked up to see a demon- but then I blinked and the illusion faded, revealing a female with a stern expression on her face, "Do you want to live?" Her hand reached out and suspended itself face-up in front of me, waiting for an answer. No. "Yes," I said, my voice raspy and hoarse. My hand moved upwards to grasp hers, firmly holding on. A devilish smile graced her features- the last thing I saw before I blacked out.[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents04" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]The Rest[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Skills[/div]Lei isn't a particularly skilled fighter, having had no formal training in martial arts or any kind of fighting style. However, what he lacks in skill, he makes up for in endurance. He can take hits until you think he's practically dead and then take some more like he bribed the reaper. He's pretty agile and can handle most acrobatic stunts, making him good at parkour and the like. Unlikely to take up trapezing at a circus though. His scouting ability is relatively good, making him good at stealthily infiltrating areas. Lei is also proficient at using makeshift weapons like the nearest broken bottle. He prefers using guns though, especially easily concealable handguns. [div class=title]Weaknesses[/div] He's never swam a day in his life. Throw him into a river and he'll drown faster than you can save him. Due to a past incident, Lei refuses to handle explosives of any sort. He's not quite afraid of them, more like, anxiously uncomfortable. He's terrified of snakes. Luckily, they're not really a common sighting in The City. [div class=title]Other[/div]You're better off killing him than torturing him.[/div][/div][/div]
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[div class="tab tab3"]Bio[/div] [div class="tab tab4"]Extra[/div][/div][/div] [div class=rightborder][div class="tabContents tabContents01"][div class=heading]Basic Info[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Name[/div]Johnny Sylvester Connors [div class=title]Nickname(s)[/div]Slick, Money, Ol' Johnny Boy [div class=title]Role/title[/div]Money Launderer & accountant for the Antonelli Family [div class=title]Alias(es)[/div]Known by the family and the FBI as Penny [div class=title]Age[/div]27 [div class=title]Gender[/div]Male [div class=title]Orientation[/div]Straight ********************************** [div class=title]Hair color[/div]Black [div class=title]Hair style[/div]Clean cut [div class=title]Eye color[/div]Black [div class=title]Height[/div]5'11'' [div class=title]Weight[/div]180 Lbs. [div class=title]Body type[/div]A+ [div class=title]Clothing style[/div]Usually prefers to go casual. Jeans, t shirt, leather jacket, and boots. Only does formal when meeting higher ups or during meetings. [div class=title]Piercings, tattoos, etc.[/div]Tattoos on his back[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents02" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]Personality[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Personality[/div]Carefree and careless, Johnny Connors lives a dangerous lifestyle in a vain attempt to drown his sorrows. His spirits are always up and hardly ever feels down in life. But that's all a facade. Underneath the party animal, suave, charismatic, and outgoing personality, he is brilliant and afraid. He likes to act like there's nothing wrong in life. Cracks jokes a lot and smiles whenever possible. He's always chasing thrills but when it's time for business, he becomes the bonafide professional they hired him for. [div class=title]Virtues[/div]- Kind - Hard working - Friendly [div class=title]Vices[/div]- Drugs - Alcohol - Money [div class=title]Likes[/div]- Greasy food - Beer - Walks along the park [div class=title]Dislikes[/div]- The 1% crowd / elitists - politicians - Bankers & loan sharks[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents03" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]History[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll]Born into poverty, Johnny Connors was determined to make a living far from the pains of his origins. At a young age, he displayed tremendous skills in math and rode scholarships all throughout life. At the age of 18, he got accepted into the City's most prestigious university where he would meet his future partner in crime, Peter Morgan. Life was hard for the poor, especially those who held the future of their families within the palm of their hands. It wouldn't be long before his innocence would be plunged into the depths of the criminal underworld. When his mother was severely ill, Johnny had to find a way to pay the bills and keep him and his mother alive. With no options left, he resorted to loan sharks to pay. But it would soon turn into a curse. As his graduation drew closer, the loan sharks started to smell blood and they knew that Johnny had no way to pay any of his dues. In an attempt to delay his doom, Johnny started doing odd jobs for the shady crowd. It started out as simple courier jobs: take manifest here or take manifest here. All these manifests usually came in a sealed letter, but one day his curiosity got the better of him and he decided to open it. There it was, plain and bare, the account book of a money laundering front of the Antonellis. A string of income from drugs and smuggling, flipped in as income for the racket, comes out clean and into a back account. Johnny was no stranger to the methods of money laundering, it was one of his courses in college. The moment he went to deliver it, the recipients knew he opened it--they could sense it. Johnny felt dread as two men immediately came in from behind and took him to the back of the shop. They lined him up against the wall, and prepare to shoot him in the head. "Wait! I saw your books, I can fix them! I can make them better! Trust me, I can help just don't shoot me I won't say anything!" and with those words, his life changed. He didn't know it, but a prominent higher-up in the Antonelli hierarchy and decided to give him a chance. If he failed, he'd be dead. If he succeeded, he'd live without any further reward. From that day on, the Antonellis kept him on a string. Making him go over minor accounts, small joints, and insignificant accounts. But little by little, he was sent up the food chain, getting bigger jobs, and before you know it, the head of the family came to him with an offer of a lifetime: work for us and we'll clear your debt. From rags to riches went Johnny's life. What was once a poor boy trying to get by with an empty stomach is now an integral cog in the Antonelli cash flow. His skills in money laundering and knowledge in the bureaucratic revenue process has made him infamous. The FBI has went and dubbed him "Penny" for his ability to wash every bit of cash, down to the last penny.[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents04" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]The Rest[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Skills[/div] - Math savant - Professional accountant - Street smart - Expert financial adviser [div class=title]Weaknesses[/div] - Paranoid - Drug habit - Bad shot [div class=title]Other[/div]N/A[/div][/div][/div]
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[div class="tab tab3"]Bio[/div] [div class="tab tab4"]Extra[/div][/div][/div] [div class=rightborder][div class="tabContents tabContents01"][div class=heading]Basic Info[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Name[/div]Milo Gabriel [div class=title]Nickname(s)[/div]Lo [div class=title]Role/title[/div]College Student [div class=title]Alias(es)[/div]Jinx [div class=title]Age[/div]25 [div class=title]Gender[/div]Male [div class=title]Orientation[/div]Bisexual ********************************** [div class=title]Hair color[/div]Blond [div class=title]Hair style[/div]Short, Messy [div class=title]Eye color[/div]Brown [div class=title]Height[/div]5’9 [div class=title]Weight[/div]150lbs [div class=title]Body type[/div]Lean [div class=title]Clothing style[/div]Casual, Comfortable [div class=title]Piercings, tattoos, etc.[/div]A few small tattoos but not visible.[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents02" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]Personality[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Personality[/div]Milo is incredibly kind and caring, always putting others’ needs before his own. He tends to keep his own issues to himself, not wanting to bother or inconvenience anyone around him, which often leads to him getting in too deep during bad situations. Milo is a very focused person and always has his goals in mind when making decisions. He is quite awkward around people he doesn’t know and has a fair bit of social anxiety. [div class=title]Virtues[/div]- Kind - Forward-Thinker - Caring [div class=title]Vices[/div]- Blames Himself - Doesn’t Trust Himself - Easily Stressed [div class=title]Likes[/div]- Dogs - Reading - Cars [div class=title]Dislikes[/div]- Crime - Whiskey - Heat[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents03" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]History[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll]My history? Well… Uh, I’m from Greece. I came to the US for college, and it just seemed right to land in the City where my cousin lives. I’m studying to become a pediatric surgeon, it’s always been my goal to work with children. I also want to make enough money to take care of my mother so that she may live without worry. I don’t have a father, or rather, I have never met him and don’t care to. Me and my mother have done well for ourselves without him all these years and definitely don’t need him now. My cousin’s name is Alyenka Karmazin, she is the owner of a business here in the City. I believe it is called the Iron Tundra? I try to stay away from her business, something about it makes me uneasy and I don’t want anything to do with it. Of course I love my cousin but I am wary of the Iron Tundra, even if they don’t seem to be outwardly breaking any laws. I’m not cut out for the business so I stay away and keep to my own goals. I would much rather study than work out business deals anyway.[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents04" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]The Rest[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Skills[/div]-He is incredibly booksmart and has amazingly good grades in all of his classes. -He is very good at reading people and is able to gauge how trustworthy a person is fairly quickly. -He has always had a knack for being able to hide himself anywhere. -A great long-distance runner, being able to cover ground more quickly than others when low on energy. [div class=title]Weaknesses[/div]-Terrified of fire. -Ineffective with all weapons. -Can’t drive. -Much too trusting. [div class=title]Other[/div]He has a Belgian Malinois named Chief that is very protective of him.[/div][/div][/div]
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[div class=title]Eye color[/div]Dark Green/Brown [div class=title]Height[/div]5’11” [div class=title]Weight[/div]191lbs [div class=title]Body type[/div]Built and broad [div class=title]Clothing style[/div]Rugged/Business, typically in uniform [div class=title]Piercings, tattoos, etc.[/div]A small tattoo of Charlie Company, a shield with red and green stripes on his left shoulder from his time in the army.[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents02" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]Personality[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Personality[/div]Leon is an incredibly Kind-hearted person, though he's a bit of a hard ass thanks to his time in the army. He's very goal oriented hard working, doing all he can for the good of the city and the people in it. [div class=title]Virtues[/div]- Righteous - Protective - Loyal [div class=title]Vices[/div]- Workaholic - Smoker - Quick to anger [div class=title]Likes[/div]- Boxing, often spends free time at the gym - Organization - Respect for others and the law [div class=title]Dislikes[/div]- Most of his own family - Liars and thieves - Apathy[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents03" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]History[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll]The soft, high pitched buzz of the incandescent lights above him rung in Leon's ears, like an eerie lullaby coercing him... taunting him. The slight smell of mold accompanied it filling his nostrils with a nauseating smell. Ironically though, to his rugged self, he found it comforting, just like the barracks out east. "Mr. Antonelli." The gruff voice snapped his mind back to the precinct, Leon's green eyes focusing on his interviewer through the smoke of his cigarette. The man repeated the question. "Mr. Antonelli, why are you here today. Really." Leon breathed in deep, taking another moment to consider his reason in earnest. He gestured to the cigarette, "May I?". His interviewer nodded and passed the half-burnt cig across the metal table, placing the butt in Leon's hands, immediately finding its place between his lips. He took a drag. "Like the badge says sir.." smoke billowed out of Leon's mouth in dissipating clouds, "I want to serve and protect." The following statement is transcribed from an informative desposition with Officer Leon Antonelli, shortly after his initiation Sgt. Holland: Please state your name for the record. L. Antonelli: Officer Leon Antonelli Sgt. Holland: (rustling papers) Alright, go ahead. From the beginning L. Antonelli: ... You know when people say all Brawn, no Brains? Yea, that's about how I'd describe my dad. If you can call him that. Angelo Antonelli, Sal's younger brother. He acted as Sals muscle for a long time, knocking over stores, roughing people up. You get the picture. Until he met my mom, Marie. He uh... he started to get soft as my uncle would say. Met my mom, fell in love, yada yada yada. It's hard to remember too much about him. All I really remember were the rare nights he'd come home, bottle in hand, probably stolen. A few sips too many, letting all that rage go. He'd usually go for my mom first, especially if the oven wasn't on or the pot wasn't boiling. I tried my best, but uh... yknow, I was a kid. What was I gonna do. Anyway, the bastard got thrown in jail when I was 8, he got sloppy, didn't follow hit protocol, and he got got. Been there ever since. My uncle took us in, odd to think that life with the most ruthless mother fucker in the city was luxurious, but at least he didn't hit us, so it was luxury to me. We lived in his mansion, but hardly saw him, believe my mom started work in one of his more legitimate business ventures. There were always kids running around, it was like a bee hive. Always bothered me honestly, bothered Enzo too. We'd get to talking sometimes. He hated it all just as much as I did, the crime, the people... the life. At least I thought. Oddly enough he's one of the reasons I joined the Army. I needed to get away from it all, and I knew my mom was safe, well, safe enough, with uncle Sal so. I left. 4 years out east with the army rangers, 2nd battalion Charlie Company, Private First Class Leon Antonelli. No one knew who I was, everyone was respectful, everything was right. We did what was right. We fought... for what was right. (pause) Sorry... anyway. Yea, I uh.. I tried my best in school, helped around the house and Uncle Sal asked, stayed out of the way of his kids and then went into the service at 18. Now i'm here.... I just want to fight for what's right, sir. The best way I see to help the city, and my mom is here. Sir. End. ********************************** Leon has been in the police force as a trooper for 5 years now, his promotion to detective is just around the corner. [/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents04" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]The Rest[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Skills[/div]As an Army Ranger Leon has been trained extensively in hand to hand combat and firearms making him a skilled shot and fighter. He often thinks in terms of his time in the army, his strategy and objectives being framed by it. He's also rather intuitive, one of the things that makes him a good cop, his gut. [div class=title]Weaknesses[/div]Often blindly trusting, seeing the good in people without reason, leading to a life of betrayal. He also has a bit of an anger issue, being enraged when fighting against illogical and unfair scenarios. [div class=title]Other[/div]His cousin and head of the Italian Mob, Lorenzo, was often around as a child. 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[div class="tab tab3"]Bio[/div] [div class="tab tab4"]Extra[/div][/div][/div] [div class=rightborder][div class="tabContents tabContents01"][div class=heading]Basic Info[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Name[/div]Zhang Ji-Fai [div class=title]Nickname(s)[/div]Jay [div class=title]Role/title[/div]Student [div class=title]Alias(es)[/div]Hex [div class=title]Age[/div]18 [div class=title]Gender[/div]Male [div class=title]Orientation[/div]Straight but curious ********************************** [div class=title]Hair color[/div]Black with dyed streaks [div class=title]Hair style[/div]Gellin' [div class=title]Eye color[/div]Yellow [div class=title]Height[/div]5'9 [div class=title]Weight[/div]162lbs [div class=title]Body type[/div]Lean [div class=title]Clothing style[/div]Punk/goth/grunge [div class=title]Piercings, tattoos, etc.[/div]Eight piercings and ten tattoos[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents02" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]Personality[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Personality[/div]Jay's main issue is his recklessness. He can't stand the idea of a still, quiet life, so he's always chasing some high- adrenaline, danger; any and all new experiences. As a result, he doesn't consider the consequences before he acts and is constantly putting both himself and others at risk. He's always either in trouble or figuring out ways to get himself into more (or both). Lying and deception come easy to him, and you can never be sure if he's being honest about something but, if he gives someone his word on something, he will keep to it no matter what. [div class=title]Virtues[/div]- Fearless - Spontaneous - Reliable [div class=title]Vices[/div]- Impetuous - Dangerous - Dishonest [div class=title]Likes[/div]- Thrills - Drugs - Pocky [div class=title]Dislikes[/div]- Stillness - The ordinary - Asparagus[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents03" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]History[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll]My story, huh? All right, I'll tell you, but only 'cause you're so curious... Mom died when I was little- at this point I can barely remember her. She was sick for most of the time I knew her, so there was a lot of time spent playing in her hospital room after school. Broke Dad's heart- he loved her more than anything. Dad was a cop. A really good, really dedicated one. Officer Zhang Heng-Jia. Respected by his coworkers, feared by most low-level criminals, pain in the ass for the high-level ones. So much so that they decided they need to take him out- I was ten. After that, Jian took me in. My uncle was always a rough one. Delinquent when he was in his twenties, in pretty deep with the gangs. He decided to get out though, and when I moved in with him he was working in construction. That was years ago though- now, he's a cop too. A different kind of cop from Dad though- he gets along well with most of the groups in town; even has friends in them. He really only bothers with any of their members if they do something like harm kids, give teenagers drugs... He's great, really. But if he thinks I'm going to follow my father's wish and become a lawyer, or other boring do-gooder, he's crazy. I like a little excitement in life- I like the rush. And there's no better rush than doing something you're not supposed to and knowing you might get caught. Jian's pulled me out of scrapes a couple of times, but I think he's starting to realize just how little control he has over what I decide to do and which path I decide to take. I mean, I'm legally an adult already anyway. At this point, I think he's just going to let me make my own choices. I always have, really, but now, it's official. I'm a delinquent, a troublemaker. I'm bad news. And that's the way I like it.[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents04" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]The Rest[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Skills[/div]When you've been a troublemaker for as long as Jay has, you need to pick up some survival skills. In this case, that includes quick-thinking and knowing how to lie or bullshit your way out of any situation. It also means being fast, knowing how to GTFO like a pro (parkour!), and how to defend yourself, which means basic fighting skills (and several dirty tricks). [div class=title]Weaknesses[/div]He's not super strong, or super smart, or super well-trained, or well-connected. He's just enough of all those thing to have scraped by up until now. Also, he hates hospitals, and has pretty bad pollen allergies, as well as some anxiety (he self-medicates for that more than anything). [div class=title]Other[/div]He has a soft spot for cats.[/div][/div][/div]
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[div class="tab tab3"]Bio[/div] [div class="tab tab4"]Extra[/div][/div][/div] [div class=rightborder][div class="tabContents tabContents01"][div class=heading]Basic Info[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Name[/div]Delilah Burnns [div class=title]Nickname(s)[/div]Minx [div class=title]Role/title[/div]Veterinarian / Unofficial nurse [div class=title]Alias(es)[/div]Doc [div class=title]Age[/div]27 [div class=title]Gender[/div]Female [div class=title]Orientation[/div]Bisexual ********************************** [div class=title]Hair color[/div]Chestnut brown [div class=title]Hair style[/div]Pixie cut [div class=title]Eye color[/div]Hazel [div class=title]Height[/div]5'2" [div class=title]Weight[/div]110lbs [div class=title]Body type[/div]Lithe, slender [div class=title]Clothing style[/div]Oversized sweatshirts with leggings, loose accessories, summer dresses. [div class=title]Piercings, tattoos, etc.[/div]N/A[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents02" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]Personality[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Personality[/div]Delilah's a quasi-antisocial hermit whose passion and socialising lies with four-legged creatures. A dry sense of humour and unwavering sarcasm make her a bit rough around the edges, but ultimately well-intentioned and generous. Sometimes she lets her heart guide a bit too many of her actions. Sometimes these actions attract big messes, and some of those messes don't intent to clean themselves up anytime soon. [div class=title]Virtues[/div]- Generous - Humourous - Knowledgeable [div class=title]Vices[/div]- Workaholic - Insomniac - Impulsive [div class=title]Likes[/div]- Animals - Whiskey - Weed [div class=title]Dislikes[/div]- Fruit - Heights - Crowds[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents03" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]History[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll]There isn't much to say about my upbringing. My dad was a piece of shit and my mother wasn't much better. They left me alone most of the time, so I did my best to keep busy with my pets. I learned to cook, I learned to knit, and I read a lot of books on the anatomy of animals. I've always been an animal person. Always loved those furry things. I couldn't tell you how many times my dad punished me for bringing toads and chipmunks in the house. My parents aren't a part of my life anymore because they're terrible people who've done terrible things to me and the people around them. I made my own path in life and I'm happy now. I have my clinic, and I have a very special clientele that continuously keeps me on my toes. My life is the way I want it to be, and I just want to move forward.[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents04" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]The Rest[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Skills[/div]- Delilah's extremely detail-oriented. Steady heads and a sharp eye means she's a whiz with a thread and needle. She's quick and efficient and isn't afraid to do what it takes to help - She's got an affinity with animals. Animals tend to gravitate towards her and she tends to be at her happiest surrounded by animals. - Delilah has a knack for getting along with odd people; people your typical person wouldn't want to associate with. Maybe it's her ability to see the good in others, in any case, she also notices that kind of crowd seems to find her, too. - She's a passionate self-appointed chef. Feeding others is the main way she shows her affection. [div class=title]Weaknesses[/div] - Delilah's small and not particularly strong. Make cupcakes not war kind of vibe. - Turning away people in need is one of the hardest things for her to do. As in it's nearly impossible. - Being deaf in one ear (the right) has had its difficulties. - If Delilah isn't at work, she's usually at a bar with a glass of whiskey in her hand. Maybe a little too often. [div class=title]Other[/div]The name of her private vet clinic is called "Companion Care Clinic"[/div][/div][/div]
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[div class="tab tab3"]Bio[/div] [div class="tab tab4"]Extra[/div][/div][/div] [div class=rightborder][div class="tabContents tabContents01"][div class=heading]Basic Info[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Name[/div]Maura Rose Anderson [div class=title]Nicknames[/div]Meemee, Rose, Blossom, Dolly [div class=title]Role/title[/div]Mundane [div class=title]Alias[/div] Gracious Gradenia [div class=title]Age[/div]Twenty-Two [div class=title]Gender[/div]Female [div class=title]Orientation[/div]Bi sexual ********************************** [div class=title]Hair color[/div]Caramel Brown, though it appears lighter in the sun. [div class=title]Hair style[/div]Down and lightly waved, it's grown to be waist length. [div class=title]Eye color[/div] Hazel brown [div class=title]Height[/div] 5ft 2 [div class=title]Weight[/div] 105lbs [div class=title]Body type[/div]Petite and slim. [div class=title]Clothing style[/div] Dainty dresses and pretty skirts, She usually wears clothes of colour but likes to keep up with the latest trends. [div class=title]Piercings, tattoos, etc.[/div]Maura has a single set of diamond studs.[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents02" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]Personality[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Personality[/div] Maura is known for her warm-hearted nature, Empathetic and gentle, she often soothes the invisible wounds of strangers with her kind words and soft advice. The brunette has always paid more attention to her heart then the logic in her head, that's why she seems to act without any purpose, although her mind is bright, she is impulsive and her lack of thought before diving into things guides her into making mistakes. Maura views the world through rose-tinted glasses, believing everything and everyone can be good, she tries to look on the brighter side of life and is a rather cheery person. Her overwhelming positivity can either be refreshing or too much for those in her company. Since her grandfather's death cracks are beginning to form through her happy persona and instead of being her usual curious and cheery self, at times she can become rather distracted and short-tempered. [div class=title]Virtues[/div]- Warm hearted - Forgiving - Attentive [div class=title]Vices[/div]- Naive - Impulsive - Distracted [div class=title]Likes[/div]- The brunette has quite an expensive taste when it comes to tea. She loves the different blends and sweet aromas, her tea leaf collection is very large and varied. - Maura loves gardening, she spends most of the summer days with her hands in mud surrounded by vibrant coloured flowers. - Baking is one of her favourite past times, she makes a delicate sponge but can never bring pastry to perfection. [div class=title]Dislikes[/div]- Maura is petrified of any space of open water or pools that are deep. She can't swim, so the thought of falling in and drowning scares her. - The brunette hates disorganisation and mess, every object or thing has its place, it's little home. if someone moves it from its place then it should always be put back. - The little Darlin has a major dislike for the police and those in authority who holds a gun, though her distrust in them was earnt, she blames them for the death of her grandfather.[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents03" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]History[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll]Cradling a china cup in her small hands, Maura seemed to be far more interested in the delicate design than the curious questions that hung in the air, searching for an answer. After a long moment, she blew away the swirling steam and took a sip of tea. "I don't find dwindling on the past very helpful when trying to move forward, but, if you must know about me, then we should start from the beginning. Sometimes in life, God places things in our path we are not willing to accept. My birth mother decided she didn't want me, I don't know her reasons for giving me up, but I'm sure if she could have, she would have kept me." A small smile tugged at the corner of the brunette's lips, threaded within it was a small amount of sadness, though she had forgiven her mother a long time ago. "I was adopted by my mother and father after being in foster care for a few months. I was their eighth child, but they loved me like I was their first. My family home was rather crowded, but it was also cozy, I shared a bedroom with three of my sisters growing up, my brothers got the two bigger bedrooms because they made so much mess, we also lived with my grandparents but they slept in the second lounge. My family are very religious people so I was brought up by the church, It was like a second home and a second family. The church is somewhere everybody belongs, We are all children of God, he holds no judgement and loves us all, well, I thought he did. But then he took away my grandfather and now I am not so sure." Looking down at her lap, a small tear had begun to trickle down Maura's flushed cheek "The police said it was a tragedy, my grandfather's death. A corrupt cop shot him down in front of me while we were walking home from an evening at the church, I still remember the blood seeping from him, as it trickled out so did my trust in the police and my faith in God. My grandfather was a good man. I still don't know why that man did what he did, I'm trying to forgive him. I- I'm sorry, I would appreciate if we could end this conversation, it was lovely talking to you, but I think I have had enough, please, feel free to finish what's left within the teapot." Politely removing herself from the conversation, the brunette took herself to a quiet place where she could be alone with her thoughts.[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents04" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]The Rest[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Skills[/div] Maura hasn't got a very strong skill set, though she does have some skills. Her most quirky one is her ability to know what tea to make for every individual based on their persona, it's her own special superpower, not really a skill, but it does come in handy when diffusing situations. She is also rather good when it comes to literature, able to understand and read a complicated text and different languages, words on paper are easy for her to decipher. Although Maura isn't very strong, gentle Jogs with her mother has allowed herself to pace when it comes to physical exercise, she can outrun people through her ability to pace, no speed needs to be involved. [div class=title]Weaknesses[/div] Maura hasn't got the best physical strength, both emotionally and physically. She is easily swayed by her emotions and her body lacks enough muscle to be useful when it comes to defending herself or lifting bags of shopping. Unable to swim, Maura is scared of water and panics even when paddling in shallow depths. Anything to do with children or animals is her weakness, she would willingly put herself in front of a bullet to save them, her heart is a big weakness. [div class=title]Other[/div] Maura works at the bookstore, she also adopted a pet pig after her father took a farm and it was being sent to the slaughterhouse because it had dwarfism and looked a bit funny.[/div][/div][/div]
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[div class="tab tab3"]Bio[/div] [div class="tab tab4"]Extra[/div][/div][/div] [div class=rightborder][div class="tabContents tabContents01"][div class=heading]Basic Info[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Name[/div]Cian O'Halloran [div class=title]Nickname(s)[/div]Senny [div class=title]Role/title[/div]Demolitions/Arson [div class=title]Alias(es)[/div]Wildeye [div class=title]Age[/div]35 [div class=title]Gender[/div]Male [div class=title]Orientation[/div]Demisexual (Bi) ********************************** [div class=title]Hair color[/div]Rust [div class=title]Hair style[/div]Slicked back, with some loose bangs hanging down. [div class=title]Eye color[/div]Bright-blue [div class=title]Height[/div]5'11'' [div class=title]Weight[/div]160'' [div class=title]Body type[/div]Scrawny with gangly limbs [div class=title]Clothing style[/div]Simple street hoodies or a mechanic's getup. [div class=title]Piercings, tattoos, etc.[/div]None[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents02" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]Personality[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Personality[/div]Cian has wild, shellshocked eyes and an unsettling chuckle when he's nervous or high-strung (which is usually all the time when doing his job), but he's actually a very friendly, soft-spoken, agreeable man. He doesn't like to talk about how family back in Ireland is unless made to, and even when it comes to his expertise he asks if there's any other options available- even though he's very good at making his fires look like accidents and his bombs incredibly difficult to trace, he has a warranted nervousness around cops, an even more warranted paranoia of the feds, and a pathological fear of the Brits. He's a natural born tinkerer, and feels no fear building things that could blow him straight to an audience to Jesus and Mother Mary, but feels more at home modding phones and computers. He knows he's part of the family and considers all the O'Hallorans as such, but he fits in better with the honorary members as he feels too distantly related to have the blood run as hot. [div class=title]Virtues[/div]- Humility: He's incredibly humble with his achievements and never brags about his accomplishments or even finds them good outside of their practical uses. - Obedience: He has never talked back to his superiors or ever said any direct conflicting ideas to anyone; if he's concerned about a plan, the most he does is ask specific questions. - Charitable: He keeps enough of whatever meager cut he's been given to live off of, but gives what he can to a local Irish Catholic church or to anonymously help medical costs of civilians injured or families of civilians who died from his work. [div class=title]Vices[/div]- Vengefulness: He takes sleights to himself, his family, and especially his boss cousin and his father, personally, and if you actually harmed or killed anyone close to him he'd utilize his mechanical knowhow to wreak unholy vengeance but only with permission from the boss. - Paranoia: He has a natural paranoia of the Feds due to his work as a mob member, bombmaker, and arsonist, but his father's terrorist connections and his hatred of the British give him a heightened paranoia of potential MI6 or British military. - High Strung: He's constantly up, constantly active, no matter what kind of wear and tear it does to his body. He rarely sleeps and his waking days are kept going with a combination of caffeine pills and fruit juice. [div class=title]Likes[/div]- Tinkering (with things that aren't bombs). He enjoys learning how things work, and attempting to have his own try at it. From computers to cars to phones and simple machines, if he's not around wires and metal and soldering irons, he's not enjoying himself. - Classical Art. He enjoys operas, plays, poems and paintings. Some people consider him a nancy-boy for it, others consider it at least useful for buttering up some white collar dry-shites. Either way it doesn't matter to him none, he likes seeing human creations that stand the test of time. - Red Meat. Chicken and fish are filling, sure, but give him steak or pork or lamb and it'll be the highlight of his meal. He doesn't care about what kind of red meat it is, and he'll rarely find even an iffy steak that he finds crap; if he doesn't like a steak, he means it and isn't happy about it. [div class=title]Dislikes[/div]- Anything British. Italy and the Mafia, he has a conflict of interest with but couldn't care less about. Britain? He's heard every horror story about the Saxon menace and their injustices and gobbled it all up. He doesn't even talk about Harry Potter, he rolls his eyes at the Royal Family, and his opinion of someone will drop to dislike if they have anything with "Manchester United" on it. - Playing sports. He's not what you'd call an athletic person, training his body just enough to get away from any physical attackers or defend himself from competitors tracking him down, but he's not big on playing sports. - Trash. He's no clean freak, but the city is already a grand barge of shite, why fuck it up any further? Not to mention, recycled metals are a good way to get some free components for his devices. Anyone who tosses shit out without thinking about it will lose a few points of respect from him, and trash will make him angry if he's already high-strung and vengeful.[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents03" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]History[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll]Cian is a distant relative to the O'Hallorans but is a member of the clan through Jonah's brother who remained in Ireland. The part of the O'Hallorans Cian was a part of were members of the Provisional Irish Republican Army that held a widespread terrorist campaign against the British Army during and after The Troubles. His father Abban was in particular a bomber eventually thrown in an English maximum security cell to rot the rest of his days, but not before passing on knowledge to Cian in an attempt to keep the campaign going. Cian's mother decided she didn't want to see her entire family jailed or killed and asked for a favor of Connor, her cousin-by-marriage, to take him in so he doesn't become a casualty of another Irish independence movement. But, getting a roof over your head doesn't come free, and in that regard his reputation and his skill with fires and sabotage got him his ticket landed him a role in the family doing high-risk, high-respect jobs whenever a building or car needs to go up in smoke. A few months in, he had a friend on the ground floor named Scotty, who was little more than a mule but who he felt more open hanging with than any of his actual relatives due to how distant he was. Eventually, he'd get the opportunity to go on assignment with Scotty, a simple and quick firebombing of a rival front, but it was a sting from the cops- someone tipped them off, and they were surrounded. There was a cop- Martin, or something, he didn't know- chased them down. He took a shot, and Scotty dove to tackle Cian out of the way. He took the bullet straight to the heart, and Cian regretted having to run away, and he has a full-on vengeance quest against the officer responsible for killing him.[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents04" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]The Rest[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Skills[/div]- Tinkering: He's an expert at tinkering with things. Generally he's good at making simple machines and devices, or modding things like computers and phones or maybe modifying guns if given enough time to work with them and cars if it's a long-term project, but combined with his second skill he can use it to make bombs, and bombmaking is what introduced him to tinkering. - Chemistry: He's good at chemical formulas and properly synthesizing them. He refuses to do anything involving making drugs, but its explosive or firestarting properties he uses as his specialty. - Cultured Talker: He is good at talking to upper class people; it might be his artist knowledge or his trained ability to talk politics. - Quick-Footed: He's good at dodging and running. He's otherwise not physically strong enough to overpower or hurt anyone, and isn't particularly good with guns, but he's light on his feet. [div class=title]Weaknesses[/div]- Fragile: He has a glass jaw and a low pain tolerance. A few cuts and bruises don't do much, but beyond that and he's down for the count either from pain or from being knocked out. He doesn't get numb from shock. - Paranoid: It's hard for him to maintain social relationships on a personal level or focus on his work if he's going through a paranoid episode about the Brits or the feds. Part of that paranoia comes out as caution that keeps him alive- the rest is a straight danger to his continued safety. - Submissiveness: He usually lets people walk all over him with very few exceptions- those few exceptions are usually targets of his vengeance and it's less about standing up for himself more than putting them six feet under. Everyone else he'd let step on him with a "thank you", which is great for taking orders but bad if he needs to do anything intimidating. [div class=title]Other[/div]Nothing quite yet, but I'll flesh it out some![/div][/div][/div]
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[div class="tab tab3"]Bio[/div] [div class="tab tab4"]Extra[/div][/div][/div] [div class=rightborder][div class="tabContents tabContents01"][div class=heading]Basic Info[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Name[/div]Peter Matthews Morgan [div class=title]Nickname(s)[/div]Saint Peter, Ol' Pete [div class=title]Role/title[/div]Private Atty. for the Antonelli Family [div class=title]Alias(es)[/div]Known by the family and the FBI as Dime [div class=title]Age[/div]28 [div class=title]Gender[/div]Male [div class=title]Orientation[/div]Straight ********************************** [div class=title]Hair color[/div]Black [div class=title]Hair style[/div]Clean cut [div class=title]Eye color[/div]Black [div class=title]Height[/div]6'2'' [div class=title]Weight[/div]195 Lbs. [div class=title]Body type[/div]B+ [div class=title]Clothing style[/div]Always in his professional attire. Suit and tie, black leather shoes, fedora, black briefcase [div class=title]Piercings, tattoos, etc.[/div]None[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents02" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]Personality[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Personality[/div]Cold and calculating, heartless at best, the personal attorney for the Antonelli, the infamous 'St. Peter.' Attorney Morgan has been best described by his peers and clients as 'without remorse' and it shows well in court. He rarely smiles, barely cracks a joke, doesn't flinch or even get bothered during arguments. He is silent but highly skilled as a lawyer. A brilliant orator and sharp mind comes together to form a ruthless atty. for a ruthless criminal syndicate. However, underneath the shell lies a wounded child with high hopes, just waiting for his moment to rise above where is now. He is also ambitious without equal, always seeking to trump his foe either through legal or illegal means; whatever is necessary, Peter will use it. Some say he doesn't even have a pulse. Which is good; often in the practice of law, a pulse will just slow you down. [div class=title]Virtues[/div]- Hard working - Ambitious - Professional [div class=title]Vices[/div]- Power - Competition - Winning [div class=title]Likes[/div]- Fine wine - Jazz - A good argument [div class=title]Dislikes[/div] - Crusaders and Martyrs (young & idealistic district attorneys) - Priests and pastors - Cops (the feeling is mutual)[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents03" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]History[/div][div class=textbox][div class=scroll] They say God forgives, but forgiveness isn't enough to drop your charges in court. To get your case acquitted, you need a lawyer. Preferably, a lawyer sent from up above: Atty. Peter 'St. Peter' Morgan. Born into a good family, a pastor for a father, and a doctor for a mother, Peter's life was handed to him on a silver platter. Life within the Morgans household was filled with religious lessons and sermons in 'good will'. As he grew up to a young teen, his mother and father pushed him towards a virtuous and spiritual vocation. When he asked why, they replied with 'it's your duty to God.' But Peter didn't want a life dedicated to religious indoctrination and chained to simple professions, he wanted something more. So, after years of contemplation, he decided to take up law and invoke a change upon the world that no pastor or doctor could ever do. In an act of rebellion, he went to stay with his uncle, who, just like him, rejected the pious ways of the Morgan name to bring about change in the world. Attending the most prestigious college in The City, he met the young Johnny Connors, whom he became best friends with. As they studied in their respective fields, a high-ranking member in the Antonelli family took notice of the duo and tried their hand at recruiting the upcoming lawyer. Without hesitation, he accepted the offer but there was a catch: if he accepts, his life would be forfeit. At first he didn't know what that meant, but he quickly realized what he signed up for when he was given the task of formulating a defense for a gruesome murder case. There he saw it all, the evils of the underground world, laid bare for all to see. His eyes were scorched with dread as he saw the bodies of young people in a human trafficking scheme gone wrong. Now a witness to the horrors, he couldn't back out now since he had seen everything. With a gun behind his head, he drew up the defense for the case and won. Then another, and another, and another. Before you knew it, he was the ghostwriter for lawyers filling in for his words. With every case he won, the more attention was being thrown in the way of the Antonelli. How could meager and incompetent private lawyers whip up such a brilliant defense? The Antonelli needed to stop the puppet show. Upon passing the Bar exams, he showed up to his first case, sharper than a knife. He won without a hitch. Now, the true architect of the Antonelli's success in court was now out of the shadows and into the frying pan. His skills made him notorious among the FBI who has given him the nickname 'Dime.' Wherever there is legal trouble for the Antonellis, he is there 'in a dime.' Wherever there is trouble for the Antonelli thug, he just says his prayers and St. Peter will be there to lend a helping hand. If you need his legal expertise, go to the corner of Heaven Street and look for 'Morgan, Private Attorney's Office' and enter the shadowy gates of St. Peter [/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents04" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]The Rest[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Skills[/div] - Good shot - Law genius - Good speaker [div class=title]Weaknesses[/div] - Apathetic - Mentally unstable - Insomniac [div class=title]Other[/div][/div][/div][/div]
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[div class="tab tab3"]Bio[/div] [div class="tab tab4"]Extra[/div][/div][/div] [div class=rightborder][div class="tabContents tabContents01"][div class=heading]Basic Info[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Name[/div]Chris Bolt (Originally Christina) [div class=title]Nickname(s)[/div]C, Christie [div class=title]Role/title[/div]Mercenary Hacker, part time newspaper editor [div class=title]Alias(es)[/div]Crypt [div class=title]Age[/div]18 [div class=title]Gender[/div]Genderfluid, generally referred to as male (Biologically female) [div class=title]Orientation[/div]Bisexual ********************************** [div class=title]Hair color[/div]Blonde [div class=title]Hair style[/div]Shoulder length. Put in a low ponytail when feeling like a male, put in a bun when feeling like a female and let loose when feeling like a neither. [div class=title]Eye color[/div]Sky blue [div class=title]Height[/div]5'9 [div class=title]Weight[/div]176lbs [div class=title]Body type[/div]Femenine-ish [div class=title]Clothing style[/div]Generally likes to wear hoodies with jeans. Never seen without a backpack. [div class=title]Piercings, tattoos, etc.[/div]None[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents02" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]Personality[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Personality[/div]Chris can come up as a sarcastic, dark humored, cold and antisocial person at first conversation, but for the people that stick around longer, enjoy the company of an animal loving, cool person to hang out with. Despite giving off loner vibes, Chris enjoys the company of people as long as they trust them. [div class=title]Virtues[/div]- Hardworking - Intelligent - Patient [div class=title]Vices[/div]- Perfectionist - Distrusting - Slightly paranoid [div class=title]Likes[/div]- Technology - Animals - Chocolate [div class=title]Dislikes[/div]- Dirty places - Their mother - Smoking[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents03" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]History[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll]Chris sits down on the chair of their room, turning on the computer. Letting out a sigh, they open up a program and starts to type: " I don't know why I'm doing this. I guess I feel like spilling it all out, I always feel better after writing down my feelings. I didn't have the best childhood. My mother, Iris had me in her mid teens and my father walked away. She blamed me for ruining their relationship and had me fend for myself when I was 8. She had so many boyfriends over the years, It depended on how much money he had for us to live. That was also the way I got siblings. Dennis, whose fate lies in the fact that he crossed the wrong sort of peope, the Iron Tundra to be exact. I wasn't on the best terms with him, but I still loved him nonetheless. Sasha, Reggie and Miles are still alive and Iris put them in my care while she went man hunting or drinking. At school, I became one of the most intelligent students. This grabbed some unwanted attention from bullies. I got beat up almost every day, whenever I didn't manage to run away. This went on for months until I made a friend. His name was Gustavo Medicci, also known as Big Gus or as I like to call him, Tavo. He wasn't called big for nothing. He was a human tower, a gentle giant without the 'gentle' part. He had a quick temper which he quickly acted on. Why he started hanging out with me is still a mystery to me. He mostly did all the talking while I listened. At least he kept the bullies away. During this time, Iris finally found a good boyfriend. Looks like she was finally doing something useful with her life. This man's name is Dan and he was my saviour. Not only was he rich, he was also nice to us and didn't do it because he wanted to impress Iris, he was a genuinely nice guy and he got me the computer I'm using now. This relationship broke the record: 2 years and 3 months. Just when we were sure they were getting married, Dan found Iris cheating on him with her broke ex. Like that. What the fuck, mom? I was even calling him 'Daddan' for fuck's sake!. At least he visits now and then. When I was 16, Tavo joined the Antonellis as an enforcer and wanted me to join. I refused, but constantly helped him out. He was the brawn and I became the brains. We rented an apartment and did our stuff there. He even offered to hire some bodyguards with his 'job money' I refused that too. We were already struggling financially at home, so his and Daddan's loans were really helpful. At that age, I had decided to transit to a boy. Iris was happy. Her congratulations were, I quote "You’ll finally become a less bitchy and more useful gender!” I decided on staying gender fluid after a few days due to overwork. Daddan and Tavo Of course, were as supportive as ever. Life likes to turn blessings into curses. Tavo got killed. I tried to investigate, but never got any leads. I somehow managed to convince Lorenzo to let me go. I never got to go to university because of money problems, so I got a job. I also went incognito and started doing some β€˜jobs’ for the mafias. I don’t care who, I just need the money right now. Daddan recently left for his honeymoon, I moved to the apartment Tavo and I rented, with a Yorkie, Var and a cat, Gus. My mother moved in too, along with Miles and Reggie. Daddan was kind enough to send Sasha to a university far away from the city. Sometimes, I wonder if I’ll even live long enough to see my birthday." The writing stops and Chris stares at the screen, before deleting the folder. A cat meows somewhere outside the room, accompanied by some scuffling. The computer was turned off and the room became empty once again.[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents04" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]The Rest[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Skills[/div]Chris is a tech genius at heart, anything technology is dealt by them. They are also a very good cook. They are very good with knives and knows enough hand to hand combat to defend themselves. [div class=title]Weaknesses[/div]Chris can't swim very well, their paranoia and untrusting personality makes them unable to work with other people. They love their siblings and would do anything for them. They have no idea how a gun works. They would do anything for money [div class=title]Other[/div]They pretend that they have a twin[/div][/div][/div]
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[div class="tab tab3"]Bio[/div] [div class="tab tab4"]Extra[/div][/div][/div] [div class=rightborder][div class="tabContents tabContents01"][div class=heading]Basic Info[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Name[/div]Zhang Kang-Jian [div class=title]Nickname(s)[/div]Jian [div class=title]Role/title[/div]Detective [div class=title]Alias(es)[/div]The Bear [div class=title]Age[/div]42 [div class=title]Gender[/div]Male [div class=title]Orientation[/div]Gay (DL) ********************************** [div class=title]Hair color[/div]Dark brown- nearly black, with some grey starting to mix in [div class=title]Hair style[/div]Relatively scruffy, and beginning to get a little long [div class=title]Eye color[/div]Warm brown [div class=title]Height[/div]6'1 [div class=title]Weight[/div]185lbs [div class=title]Body type[/div]Big and muscular [div class=title]Clothing style[/div]Casual to classy, depending [div class=title]Piercings, tattoos, etc.[/div]He has quite a few tattoos, and a couple closed-up piercings[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents02" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]Personality[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Personality[/div]Large, warm, affectionate; protective streak a mile wide- The Bear definitely lives up to the name. He's good-natured and easy to get along with, has a deep, growly voice and a booming laugh that comes easy and often. Jian's kind of a surrogate father-figure/hero to rookie cops and young delinquents alike, though he can sometimes go into grumpy-old-man mode. Abusing the young, weak, or elderly is the best way to get on his bad side fast and get a glimpse of the supposedly retired Grizzly. But as long as you're not just mean for the fun of it and a total dipshit, you and he will probably get along fine. [div class=title]Virtues[/div]- Protective - Generous - Kind [div class=title]Vices[/div]- Impatient - Insensitive - Patronizing [div class=title]Likes[/div]- Kids & dogs - Funny old ladies - Persimmons [div class=title]Dislikes[/div]- Dumb punks - Unnecessary cruelty - Tsukemono[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents03" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]History[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll]The Bear? I guess he's got one of those stories. Most people know it though- guy's an open book. It's the reason so many people, on the force and off, trust him- he doesn't bother hiding things. Grew up in a small, tight-knit, middle-class family. He was the oldest but, far from bothering to set a good example for his little brother, he just did whatever he wanted. Could barely be bothered with school- spent more time in detention, smoking and skipping class with his friends than anything else- a bonafide delinquent. Heng, meanwhile, was the model child- serious, studious, focused; followed every rule there was. The ultimate good guy. It was clear from the get-go he was gonna be a cop. While his little brother was busy studying to become the world's best police officer, Jian graduated from low-level delinquent to full-on gang member. Tattoos, piercings, drugs, women- the whole nine yards. He was big, he was strong, he was scary- he could crush a guy's jaw in his fist and it took very little to get him to do it. In other words, the perfect enforcer. His savage streak earned him the nickname The Grizzly. For a while, he transported, tracked down, collected- did whatever the boss asked him to like a good criminal, and it seemed the only question was whether he would end up in prison or shot in an alley somewhere. One day though, there was an incident. He doesn't like to talk about it much, and the details are pretty fuzzy, but something about a job he was supposed to do and an innocent girl having an unfortunate connection and being a casualty. Whatever happened that day, it changed him. He decided to quit the group- started working in construction instead. Meanwhile, his brother got married and had a son. He really loved his nephew, even if the kid was clearly a troublemaker (though with his mom dying when he was so young, who could really blame him?). And then Heng got shot by some stupid punk and suddenly Jian was responsible for Jay. He tried his best- he really did-, but there's only so much you can do when a kid is that determined to always be in some kind of trouble. To date, he's gotten him out of scrapes with at least one of the gangs in town, and Jian worries that things will only get worse. Jay's going to end up joining one of the gangs for sure, or pissing them off so bad he won't even make it that far. Jian joined the force when Jay was twelve, deciding it was about time he started doing some good. His knowledge of the streets and connections with the gangs made him a lot more effective than most of the basic beat cops out there, and it wasn't long before he was promoted to officer. On the force, his large stature, low voice and protective instincts have garnered him the nickname The Bear. He finds it quite amusing that the cops nicknamed him something similar to the gangs, albeit with a difference reflecting the shift he's made in his life since. He likes to say that The Grizzly is retired, but he was such a well-known enforcer that there are still quite a few people out in the various groups of the city who refer to him by that name. Jian made detective a few years back, and so far he's done a pretty good job. That's because he's neither like those weasels who are in the gangs' pocket, nor is he one of those crusaders out to eradicate them. He gets along with most everyone, as long as they're not doing something unforgivable like giving drugs to kids or trafficking in the sex trade. He comes down hard on scumbags he feels deserve it and is content to leave everybody else to their business. Besides, he would tell you that the secret to a long, happy life is the following: "Live and let live. No need to go poking your nose unnecessarily into other people's business- just as long as you don't do anything keeping you from looking yourself in the mirror and getting a good night's sleep at the end of the day."[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents04" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]The Rest[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Skills[/div]-His knowledge of the city and the gangs are invaluable to him in doing his job, and doing it well. -Sheer brute strength and a lifetime's fighting experience make him a formidable opponent in most combat situations. -He's incredibly resilient. Stab wounds, bullet wounds- even getting sick. Nothing can bring him down for long. [div class=title]Weaknesses[/div]-Temper, temper. He has buttons. They are obvious, are very easy to push, if it's what you're after. But be careful what you wish for. -Gullible? Yeah, sometimes he is. Truth be told, he's been taken advantage of more than once. -Old man with a bad knee? Cliche, but true. Not conspicuous at first sight, though; you actually need to know it's there. [div class=title]Other[/div]He's actually quite a good dancer but, like his sexuality, it's an aspect of his private life he keeps on the DL; strictly need-to-know.[/div][/div][/div]
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[div class="tab tab3"]Bio[/div] [div class="tab tab4"]Extra[/div][/div][/div] [div class=rightborder][div class="tabContents tabContents01"][div class=heading]Basic Info[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Name[/div]Ainsley Woodbead [div class=title]Nickname(s)[/div]Moody [div class=title]Role/title[/div]Journalist [div class=title]Alias(es)[/div]Shark [div class=title]Age[/div]24 [div class=title]Gender[/div]Nonbinary [div class=title]Orientation[/div]Asexual ********************************** [div class=title]Hair color[/div]Black [div class=title]Hair style[/div]Short and neat [div class=title]Eye color[/div]Green and blue [div class=title]Height[/div]5’9” [div class=title]Weight[/div]145lbs [div class=title]Body type[/div]Lithe but Athletic [div class=title]Clothing style[/div]Casual [div class=title]Piercings, tattoos, etc.[/div]Snake bites and a few tattoos here and there[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents02" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]Personality[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Personality[/div]Ainsley doesn’t have many fears and often seems as though they don't realize their own mortality. They have trouble knowing when they are in serious danger and have a tendency to get themself in too deep in sticky situations, but somehow they always find a way out. They always know what questions to ask in order to get the answers they want, and they never give up on a story. They take their job as a journalist very seriously and do everything in their power to give their readers the truth in every situation. [div class=title]Virtues[/div]- Smart - Reads people well - Determined [div class=title]Vices[/div]- Doesn’t know when to stop - Unwilling to let things rest - Stubborn [div class=title]Likes[/div]- Cats - Cars - Music [div class=title]Dislikes[/div]- Guns - Misleading information - Alcohol[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents03" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]History[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll]Ainsley was born and raised in the city, growing up in the slums surrounded by the downtrodden. Being raised by a single mother, they learned how to pull their own weight very early on and started working at a young age, wanting to help their mother in any way possible. They were born as male, but later in life realized they didn’t identify as any gender and have since gone by they/them pronouns. They had always had a knack for informative writing, and finding answers whenever they felt something wasn’t right with the information given. As soon as they were old enough they began writing professionally and eventually were hired by the city’s largest news company, quickly becoming a respected journalist amongst their colleagues. They quickly learned about all the mafia activity in the city and found it all quite intriguing to say the least. They do their best to get as many assignments as possible having to do with the mafias in the city, even if it is only suspected to have something to do with them. Ainsley has gotten themself into plenty of difficult situations, but has a string of good luck when it comes to escaping such situations.[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents04" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]The Rest[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Skills[/div]Ainsley is an amazing driver and did a fair bit of drag racing in their youth. They are a very good public speaker and actually quite enjoy speaking in front of crowds. They disappear in plain sight, able to blend in anywhere as long as they knew what they were getting into. [div class=title]Weaknesses[/div]They don’t know anything about self-defense and can’t fire a gun. They scare easily, any close call would leave them shaken for days after the fact. An incredibly soft person, they have trouble keeping their emotions from getting the best of them. [div class=title]Other[/div]Their mother died a few years prior and they have no other family and only have a few distant friends.[/div][/div][/div]
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[div class="tab tab3"]Bio[/div] [div class="tab tab4"]Extra[/div][/div][/div] [div class=rightborder][div class="tabContents tabContents01"][div class=heading]Basic Info[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Name[/div] Sacha (pronouced like Sasha) Vasiliev [div class=title]Nickname(s)[/div] Sash [div class=title]Role/title[/div] The Tailor and Armourer for the Iron Tundra [div class=title]Alias(es)[/div] The Tailor [div class=title]Age[/div] 33 [div class=title]Gender[/div] Male [div class=title]Orientation[/div] Unknown ********************************** [div class=title]Hair color[/div] Black [div class=title]Hair style[/div] Loose/Down always [div class=title]Eye color[/div] Blue [div class=title]Height[/div] 176 cm (5'9") [div class=title]Weight[/div] 71 kg (157 lbs) [div class=title]Body type[/div] Ectomorph [div class=title]Clothing style[/div] Formal wear, he is always wearing a suit of some kind or style. This may be with a jacket, or without a jacket and just have a vest on. When handling weapons he weasr black gloves. [div class=title]Piercings, tattoos, etc.[/div] Wears the family crest of the Iron Tundra on his left handle, on the middle finger. He has a thin amount of facial hair which include the areas of the beard, moustache, goatee and chin. He keeps it neat looking. He has no piercings or tattoos of any kind.[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents02" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]Personality[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Personality[/div] He's a bit aloof at times, mostly when he is in the "zone" (focused) working on a new suit or something or other. Sacha is a pretty calm individual overally, he doesn't let anything ruffle his feathers. He is quite the punctual fellow. He is observant of his work and his surroundings. While he is not a asshole, he is far from nice. [div class=title]Virtues[/div] - Focused - Patient - Loyal [div class=title]Vices[/div] - Aloof - Flirty - Pride [div class=title]Likes[/div] - Security - Guns - Gin [div class=title]Dislikes[/div] - Smokers - Blood on clothes (so hard to remove) - Fog[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents03" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]History[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll]Sacha was born in Russia and raised by his mother and her father since his own father had died just after he was born. His intermediate and extended family (most of them) moved to America. He didn't know that they were "acquainted" with the Iron Tundra in their preemptive stages... not yet anyway. He lived a somewhat comfortable life, he did have a few scraps growing up in the school system. Even around the neighborhood. By the time he hit puberty he had started learning of his parent's trade. Tailoring. He thought it was kind of lame at first, but as time went on his mindset changed from "lame as shit" to "cool as hell." He was a born natural and it showed with how quickly he learned. When his Grandfather Viktor stepped down and passed the shop to his grandson Sacha, it didn't take him long to turn the shop into a hotspot for the newest trends and best clothes. Most of the wares were formal but there were a few informal/casual items during certain seasons. His mother Svetlana would often visit him in his shop during his first months of owning it to check up on him for her father Viktor. But also because she wanted to see her little one and see how he was faring. It didn't take too long for someone in the Iron Tundra by the name of Aleksei. They noticed his work and appreciated it. Sacha was given the proposition to join the Iron Tundra, receive protection, a large space and better location. He didn't agree on the spot, he wanted to think on it. His mother and grandfather were pleased to hear he was approached. They told him it was up to him. Also telling him about their own family dealings with the people who now call themselves the Iron Tundra.[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents04" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]The Rest[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Skills[/div] - Talented Tailor - Experienced in hand-to-hand combat - Excellent with lock picking - Has an eye for premium materials and can differient from knock offs - Equipped with a silver tongue [div class=title]Weaknesses[/div] - Afraid of water (he knows how to swim, just doesn't know how to swim well) because he almost drowned - Any creature that possess venom or poison - Little kiddos - Horrible with any weapon that isn't a gun (But ironically can throw knives like darts on a bullseye) [div class=title]Other[/div] - He owns a Russian Blue by the name of Helga Nikolaevna or Heko for short. - Always carries around alittle kit for patch work for suits - Drinks socially[/div][/div][/div]
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[div class=title]Eye color[/div]Light brown almost hazel in appearance [div class=title]Height[/div] 5'6" (167 cm) [div class=title]Weight[/div] 128 lbs (58 kg) [div class=title]Body type[/div] Slender hourglass with a large bust [div class=title]Clothing style[/div] She'll wear anything that will accentuate her beauty. Though not necessarily less clothing. Show some leg here, maybe a shoulder. She will wear the traditional Qipao from her homeland or more modern variations. When she needs to blend in with her clothing she wear a suit or street clothes. [div class=title]Piercings, tattoos, etc.[/div] She has the standard single pierced lobe in both ears. She even has a belly button piercing. There is a intricate design of crimson blossoms from her right hip to her ankle, with vines tapering off in twirls on the top and side of her foot.[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents02" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]Personality[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Personality[/div] Mei-Lien is overally friendly at times and very flirty. It's almost like she just can't help herself. She doesn't have a trusting personality, she is very weary about others and their intentions. She works hard at whatever she sets her mind, and she can be persistent. While she is friendly, she isn't really nice though she can be if she knows you. If you have her trust, you will have her loyalty most likely. If you get on her bad side, she will most definitely hold a grudge against you. She never forgets but she may forgive. [div class=title]Virtues[/div] - Loyal - Hard working - Friendly [div class=title]Vices[/div] - Flirty - Holds Grudges - Trust issues [div class=title]Likes[/div] - Men, Women and anything inbetween - Strawberries - Rain [div class=title]Dislikes[/div]- Pain - Slums - Small children[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents03" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]History[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll]Born to Liu-Suen Ai and Suen Zhang Wei, Suen Mei-Lien had two younger sisters by the names of Jia Li, and Ling. She also had an older brother with the name of Jiao-long. Her parents moved overseas once they found out they were pregnant. Ai didn't want to give up her child or abort her do to one child laws. So with Zhang Wei and her toddler son Jiao-long they left Mainland China and came to America to live in The City. It was hard for her family, but by the time the twins Jia Li and Ling were born, the family was no longer struggling. By some stroke of dumb luck, the house caught on fire. Mei-Lien was only around the age of 10, felt that she should be able to cook and she wanted to do something nice for her family. No one died likely but her mother suffered a few burns (protecting her children until Zhang Wei could save them) as well as Jia Li who was only 4 at the time. She had touched a door knob that was hot. With the loss of their house, they had no where to go. Luckily one of their friends invited them over in their two spare rooms they had. The family didn't move in right away, as the mother and one of the twins had to under go treatment for burns. During that time, Mei-Lien had went off with her brother to explore the hospital. Who was about 6 and half years older than she was. When Jiao-long had been occupied and his attention distracted from his younger sister, she wondered off. Though she didn't go too far, she was still in eye sight if he looked for her. Some man, who was so nice, had tried to take from the hospital. Luckily though, there was a cop in the hallway he chose to take. Since then she had some trusting issues, so many things could have went wrong that day. They could have died, she could have been kidnapped, they could have had no where to go. A few years later, she had picked up the habit of eavesdropping. At first, it was accidental. But she learned alot by accidentally hearing things. It could be school related, gossip, secrets and family troubles. After it became a habit she started listening on conversations for other people for a fee. Nothing large, just enough cash to be snacks while she was in school since her parent's were saving for a new place to live. By a mistake she listened in on a conversation from one of the gangs and a member of the Crimson Blossom had been watching. Mei-Lien thought she was being sneaky, but it was proven otherwise when the member of the Crimson Blossom approached her and got the information she had on the rival gang. Instead of leaving her alone, they brought her along to HQ. The member had spoken with someone who was higher than him and explained what information he had extracted from her and how she had potential if trained properly. From then on, her family quickly found a new place to live, and she found a new family.[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents04" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]The Rest[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Skills[/div] - Intelligent - Excellent Hacker - Better than average memory - Agile [div class=title]Weaknesses[/div] - Trusting others - Insects (excluding butterflies and moths) - Excessive Fire - Not great with guns (aim) [div class=title]Other[/div] - Own a Galah parrot name Xiao Qi - Any type of fire disturbs her, though fire in excess (think a building on fire, etc.) will probably freeze her, it's like a phobia - While not skilled in combat of any kind, she does know how to defend herself - Knows most Chinese dialects[/div][/div][/div]
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[div class="tab tab3"]Bio[/div] [div class="tab tab4"]Extra[/div][/div][/div] [div class=rightborder][div class="tabContents tabContents01"][div class=heading]Basic Info[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Name[/div]Vladislav Pryovatov [div class=title]Nickname(s)[/div]Vlad, Provo [div class=title]Role/title[/div]Runner for the Iron Tundra [div class=title]Alias(es)[/div]Triglav [div class=title]Age[/div]37 [div class=title]Gender[/div]Male [div class=title]Orientation[/div]Unknown ********************************** [div class=title]Hair color[/div]Dirty Blond [div class=title]Hair style[/div]Slick Back [div class=title]Eye color[/div]Gray-Blue [div class=title]Height[/div]6'6'' [div class=title]Weight[/div]233 lbs [div class=title]Body type[/div]Extremely Muscular [div class=title]Clothing style[/div]Dark Business Suits [div class=title]Piercings, tattoos, etc.[/div]Tattoos of the word "Romulor" on the back of one hand.[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents02" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]Personality[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Personality[/div]A secretive man of few words and a utilitarian at heart, you'd be hard pressed not to think this guy was the KGB ubermensch his history portrays him. A frigid and cold man to anyone who isn't Iron Tundra, but does warm up only slightly to the point that he might even smile to anyone who hails from any groups that exemplify power and loyalty above all else. To the Iron Tundra, he prostrates himself like a butler or manservant, and even calls himself "furniture" to his superiors, staying on the sidelines or aiding as a bodyguard for Tundra-owned businesses unless called upon to drive, lift, or assist Al in his violent endeavors. When left to his own devices, he stays at his own makeshift gym or goes to Tundra-owned restaurants, using his meager bottom-line salary to buy the finest of Russian cuisine they have available; only once, he bought a tailored suit from Sacha from his savings and has never once wrinkled or dirtied it, preferring to take the shirt, tie, and jacket off if he needs to get violent. He is not an intelligent fellow, but seems to know his own intellectual limits and doesn't attempt to think beyond his pay grade. He has a violent streak that runs colder than Al's but if you piss him off severely he will try to crush your head in with a single meaty hand. [div class=title]Virtues[/div]- Mental and Physical Toughness - Obedience - Dedication to Training [div class=title]Vices[/div]- Avarice and Extravagance - Violent Tendencies - No Social Skills [div class=title]Likes[/div]- Power - Loyalty - Exercise [div class=title]Dislikes[/div]- Treason - Headaches - Weaklings[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents03" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]History[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll]Vladislav's exact past is a mystery wrapped in an engima, but he's given Alyenka and Nicholai enough information about his history to be trusted enough to get on the ground floor. He let them know that he is an ex-KGB officer assigned to Siberian gulags that targeted people charged with valuing Western decadence and defying the state. He had rigorously trained since a young age from his father before him to place power above all else, and so he trained himself daily. Notably, it is said that he once wrestled a pack of wolves in a pit of blood, which is considered unorthodox but not-unheard of Spetnaz training techniques. He speaks very little of his family at home. He says he only has one sibling back home, and that he hopes one day to go back to the place of his childhood and reunite with the precious boy. What makes him particularly unnerving is the fact that he has at some points admitted that he was tasked with massacring the prisoners at the gulag he was overseeing, and did it with his bare hands without second thoughts or remorse. This, however, amounts to rumor and hearsay- certainly as far from the professional and aboveground corporate image the Iron Tundra seeks to embody, but certainly great for having a fearsome reputation on ground level.[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents04" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]The Rest[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Skills[/div]- Extremely physically tough. If you stabbed him in the stomach or the back with a knife, even at full force, it'd sink maybe an inch deep. Bullets go further, but generally slow down. He can lift up to 350 lbs of material with exertion and hits like a truck. - Driving skills. He's apparently been gifted with driving vehicles in dangerous terrain since his time with the KGB, and is a master at using all manner of vehicles both conservatively and combatively, and is good at making quick and anonymous getaways if the situation requires. - Resistant to pain. Due to the fact that his training regimen also includes getting the tar beaten into his stomach and back by other Tundra bottom-liners (and by Al if he wants an extra shot of toughness) with clubs, he's built up a resistance to pain that lets him outlast his opponents by laughing off any physical attack used on him- this however plays against him . [div class=title]Weaknesses[/div]- Inability to talk. To the other Iron Tundra, he can hardly say two sentences and that by itself is considered a miracle. His only method of communication is the terror he inflicts via body language, and he can barely talk to people from outside the Iron Tundra. - Not particularly intelligent. He's better at following orders, and does his best work when given simple information and a simple assignment. He's not a nudnik, he's not a troglodyte, he can and does think for himself and can plan things out with adequate levels of effectiveness, but he does not have the chops to rise through the Iron Tundra. - Scary human being. He's, simply put, too frightening to be put to much use with the very much above-the-table type mentality the Iron Tundra is trying to portray. He feels like a classic Russian mobster or worse and he's in the faction that puts it to work the least. He's an underutilized asset who mainly is used for shipping goods from one place to another or being the quiet "bad cop" to Al's "even worse cop" when the Enforcer himself has trouble doing it on his own. [div class=title]Other[/div]His favorite dishes are beef stroganoff, goulash, and kholodets, though he also does quite enjoy the odd Turkish lamb kebab. He is an ardent fan of black and white movies, and while it's normally old cinema dramas like The Maltese Falcon or The Thirty-Nine Steps, he does enjoy a spaghetti western on occasion as a guilty pleasure, and to anyone's surprise loves the old Shakespearean tragedies starring Orson Welles.[/div][/div][/div]
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Growing up mostly with male friends has reflected in her personality of being quite blunt and sarcastic. She calls things with their right names and doesn’t really beat around the bush. If she sees bullshit, she speaks her mind though it may not serve her right all the time. But other than that, she can be very sweet and fun, good companion for hanging out at the bar or catching a movie with. When it comes to her work though, she is serious and has zero sense of humor. [div class=title]Virtues[/div]- Respectful - Hard-working - Honest [div class=title]Vices[/div]- Sometimes impatient - Stubborn - Heavy smoker [div class=title]Likes[/div]- Dogs - Her car (’67 Chevy Impala) - Bourbon and coffee [div class=title]Dislikes[/div]- Cold weather and rain - Stupid people - Rap music[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents03" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]History[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll]As a girl, I have always had trouble fitting in. Being raised by a dad does that to you. Don’t get me wrong, I love…uhm, loved my dad. But daddies cannot make pretty braids or perfect PBJs, they cannot make the little girls’ slumber party that much fun and…yeah, not that I had so many girl friends to have a slumber party, but you get the point. You know, my mom died after I was born. Sometimes I think it was my fault but daddy said never to blame myself. I grew up to be quite a likeable person. Or at least I like to think that about myself. Daddy raised me the best he could and hell, he taught me a lot. Okay, I knew nothing about how to match colors for the perfect outfit but I could beat the hell out of an idiot bullying me or my friends. My dad taught me how to deliver a punch and hell if it wasn’t the greatest thing ever. After high school, I wanted to go into the ring, just like him, but Dad insisted that I had to go to college first. I took a bio class one day out of curiosity, and I ended up loving it so much that I changed my major on the spot. Dad was so proud- thinking I was gonna end up being a doctor one day. Then he died, two months before I got my degree. He never got to see me graduate. Coroner said the cause of death was him succumbing to injury after a fight, but I didn't buy it. I knew my 'Pa wouldn't just give in like that- he was the strongest man I knew. But as far as the cops were concerned, what the coroner said was fact, pure and simple- case closed. And that made me mad as hell. After all, when something or someone takes a person you love away from you, the very least you deserve is to know the truth about how it happened. I didn't want anyone else to have to deal with what I went through so, after I got my degree, I went into forensic pathology. I studied my ass off so that, when someone brought a body to my table, I'd be able to tell their family just how they got there. It's the least I can do.[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents04" style="display: none;"][div class=heading]The Rest[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll][div class=title]Skills[/div]Astrid has been fighting since she was old enough to throw a punch. After her dad died, she expanded from boxing to mixed martial arts, and enjoys competing in fighting tournaments. She's active and athletic and in very good shape, tall and agile enough to do well playing most sports, and a strong swimmer and runner. She's also extremely persistent when given a task- very thorough and detail-oriented and determined. [div class=title]Weaknesses[/div]She might appear as a fearless lady but, truth be told, Astrid is claustrophobic. There's no big story behind the phobia- she simply hates small spaces (using elevators very rarely, for example). While she is your person to execute the task, she is really bad at negotiations. Her stubbornness prevents her from making compromises and even though she manages to do so, the deep frown on her face tells the story before she can. And surprisingly enough, her car is her weakness. It belonged to her dad. Touch the car and she forgets the task immediately, being too focused on what is going on with her β€˜Sweetheart.’ [div class=title]Other[/div]She has three dogs, all mutts collected from the street. There’s Jerry, Rusty and Al. She loves them more than anything and, for now, they are her only family.[/div][/div][/div]
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