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Basics
Name
Age
Gender
Pronouns
Orientation
Alias (what do your friends, co-workers, or strangers call you)
Languages Spoken (be at least bilingual)
Ethnicity
Disabilities/Ailments

Visage
FC
Weight
Height
Build
Body Mods

Persona
Personality
Headcanons

Biography
What was life during and before the Corporate War (Applicable if Character is 29-36 by 2060)
What was life during the Reconstruction Like? (Applicable if Character is 16-28 by 2060)
How close were you to your parents before Mom took you in?
Were you close to Mom?
Were you close to the others?
Did you ever move out of the penthouse? What was life like when you left?
How do you feel being back with the others?

 

[VomitIcicle]

Name: James Brandon

Age: 31

FC: (Minus the beard)

Gender: Male

Pronouns: He/Him

Orientation: Heterosexual

Alias: Jamie, Scarface (he does not particularly enjoy this one), Lucky

Languages Spoken: English, Farsi, some Portugese

Ethnicity: Caucasian

Disabilities/Ailments:

Drunkard: A violent one at that. In an attempt to forget the horrors of war, James found solace in the bottle, a now old friend.

Urban Jungle: James is deeply uncomfortable in city landscapes, preferring more rural areas to sprawling metropolises

Weight: 275 Ib

Build: Extremely muscular, likely a result of the large number of steroids and other body-enhancers he has taken over the years, in addition to the already vigorous physical conditioning he undertook. The left side of his face is scarred and puffy, when it's there in the first place, anyway. Most of it's metal now. The most notable being a military grade photoreceptor in his eye socket. A faint tattoo is still visible on his right wrist, a remnant from his days as a tribal Outsider in Arcadia

Body Augments:

Combat-Grade Cybernetic Prosthesis Arm: Ugly and a washed out grey, this augment is nonetheless effective, allowing for feats of strength far beyond what standard civilian grade replacement limbs allow

Combat-Grade Cybernetic Prosthesis Leg: A hydraulic leg designed for frontline warfare, it is more than capable of taking a horrific beating and continuing to function. The armor coated cables and hydraulics are far from aesthetically pleasing, but it more than makes up for it in ruggedness and reliability

Orion Battle Sensor: An eye augment designed to assist the user in battlefield tasks, a range finder, thermal imager, and night vision all rolled into one convenient package.

Personality: A quick mouth with an even quicker temper, James is a boisterous fellow, so long as you don't manage to get on his bad side, of course. Though on the outside he appears a cheerful (if slightly horrendous to look at) fellow, inside he is racked with guilt and paranoia from his unlikely survival during a sortie in the Middle East. He despises the consumerist culture that has consumed much of the world, despite participating in much of it himself. (His dirty pleasures include the purchasing of aged whiskey and expensive suits)

Biography:

James was raised by a tribe of Outsiders for the first two years of his life, they lived a nomadic lifestyle after the destruction of their village due to a stray bombardment, gathering what they could and bartering what they could spare. It wasn't long before they were preyed upon by a local militia, their camp raided for supplies to assist in a hopeless turf war against UN forces. James was left an orphan at the age of six.

Taken in by a sympathizing pair of tourists, James was brought to the penthouse after a few weeks in a street orphanage. He became quick friends with many of the others, though proved to be rather unliked at times due to his explosive temper and outbursts.

Coming of age, he left the penthouse and drifted for about a year, subsisting off of generous checks from Mom. Just swimming through life, not a thing on his mind.

Until he saw that ad.

With only mild interest in his heart and telling himself that he was only checking it out because he was bored, James found himself somehow cajoled into signing onto a twenty year contract with Orion Arms at the age of eighteen.

James soon found himself rather at ease with the whole situation, really. A structured life like this was just what he needed. Sure, the officers were giant dicks, but hey, at least he got to go around the world, see new people, shoot new people. Go to new places, blow up no places.

After a number of successful sorties and operations, James was found to have quite the knack for leadership and after much deliberation amongst the local heirarchy, was promoted and given command of a thirty man reconnaissance platoon.

After a few years of assisting UN forces crush insurgents and US forces bully their local satellite states back into submission, he and the soldiers under his command found themselves within the middle east, with orders to commence reconnaissance and provide security for local aid groups within the area.

Almost immediately, the operation went horribly wrong. The intel they had recieved was botched. The 'light enemy presence' they had expected turned out to be what seemed like the entirety of the New Taliban backed up by what seemed to be several tank companies.

The lightly armed and unprepared platoon found itself under heavy fire but nonetheless performed admirably, killing scores of enemy insurgents and knocking out several vehicles in the process. A relief force was requested, but it would be several hours before they arrived, it seemed everyone was just as tied down as they were.

With ammo running on empty and their numbers dwindling, James made the call to request an aerial bombardment danger close to their position in an effort to stave the enemy advance.

The resulting blast killed what little remained of his men, and nearly himself. The entirety of the left side of his body was all but gone, his arm and leg vaporized in the explosion and what little flesh remained fusing to the inside of his power armor.

Nevertheless, it seemed the strike had done its job well. The enemy assualt was blunted and the remaining forces pulled back after the strike. James was recovered several hours later by the relief force, through a combination of his armor, luck, and sheer willpower, he had survived. Lived where others had died. 'Lucky', they called him.

He had survived.

Sometimes he wished he hadn't.

Orion Arms proved more than capable of fixing his body, (well, mostly) but they proved little help in solving the issues with James's mind. Several weeks after being reassigned to a new platoon, he proceeded to have a psychotic breakdown and nearly strangle the Colonel briefing him and the other task commanders.

After that little incident, James was removed from the battlefield and assigned a desk job in Arcadia City, the local board hoping that a somewhat relaxing job monitoring the oncoming traffic of arms deals and all expense paid bimonthly therapy sessions would be enough to return this soldier to the battlefield.

Only time would tell if they had the right idea.

Being back home is... strange, to say the least. He had changed. Gone from a care free kid to a shell of a man. Hopefully the others wouldn't mind too much. It's good to be back.

 

[Flecker]

Name:

Edgar Peterson

Age:

16

Gender:

Male

Pronouns:

He/Him

Orientation:

Straight

Alias:

Ed

Languages Spoken:

English, Spanish, Limited degree of Omnilingualism

Ethnicity:

Mixed

Ailments:

Though the technology to integrate cybernetic implants were extremely safe and controlled. The new methods used to integrate PHINEaS (Properly & Holistically Integrated Neural EnhAncement System) were rather experimental. Lots of novel, untested molecular engineering methods were used and they've produced some undesirable side effects.

The cluster of microscopic implants were considered to be hostile foreign bodies prompting a hyperreaction by Edgar's immune and nervous system. The competition between PHINEaS 's self adapting algorithm to defend itself and the continuous attempt of his immune system to nullify the foreign body triggered a high rate of cell proliferation and mutations causing a mass to appear attached to the brain.

The strange growth, however, is being kept in check by both his immune systems and PHINEaS in such a way that it won't endanger his life. If his life consists of nothing more than normal day to day activities then he'd be fine, but overuse of the abilities allowed by his implants would trigger an unprecedented growth of the strange mass usually giving him blackouts, cognitive dissonance, nosebleeds and in the most extreme case death.

FC:



Weight:

135 pounds

Height:

5'6"

Build:

Light

Body Mods:

PHINEaS

Back in the dawn of implants and cybernetic modifications, questions were raised often regarding the limits of human implants. One specific question was, "Can we create implants that could assist us to ponder, discover and implement all possible implants?" The question seems too open ended and bordering on the philosophical side, but people still tried to decompose it. Breaking down the issue reveals that mental augmentation is the best step forward.

Neural implants to assist with academics, logical processing, faster information comprehension and foreign language translation were widespread, but they were still separate and sometimes manufactured by rivaling companies that caused various issues due to their incompatibilities.

The dissolution of the corporations and publicised data of their technologies allowed remnants from the old companies to kickstart a new encompassing implant that enhances a wide array of mental capabilities.

Through an anonymous donor (Mom), an infant, an outsider was used to experiment with. The experiments kept on continuing until the subject is 6 years old. The discovery of the cancerous growth and its sensitivity to external modification made him pretty much useless for the scientists. The donor was called again and they returned the child, along with an odd warning, "If you see the signs, contact us again."

PHINEaS effects were noticed immediately, his capacity to calculate massive numbers, comprehend complex calculus and new concepts was observed several days after the experiment was done. The advanced effects began to manifest at 10, he began to make his toys move remotely, make electrical objects go haywire when he's upset and he can interact with electronics without using their consoles or controllers. Mom however, was more concerned with PHINEaS's darkside. Profuse nosebleeds and head-splitting headache would debilitate him up to the point of temporary coma if his emotions are uncontrollable.

When the symptoms became worse the remnant scientists gave him pills to control his brain activity. He still hasn't mastered the implant's full potential, but he's quite confident in performing telekinesis, telepathy, technopathy and limited amounts of electrokinesis in the forms of shocking touches.

Personality:

A bit on the independent and rebellious side. As a consequence of living as a guinea pig, he longs to claim freedom and live by his own rules, but he's not blind to the simple fact that the people experimenting with him might be his only way to survive. He aspires to be an engineer specialising in the studies of neural implants. He believes in the strength of the individual and dislikes authority or those who try to boss people around.

Biography

What was life during the Reconstruction Like? (Applicable if Character is 16-28 by 2060)

Life was quite dull. Edgar is an extreme homebody. He has school, but even then he distanced himself from others. He frequently spent his time alone trying to communicate with "The Being", a strange consciousness that once greeted him when he lost control of his power. Usually people would watch him sitting alone staring at nowhere or closing his eyes with his veins bulging trying to reach out to the mysterious consciousness. He enjoys mathematics, engineering and general science and he managed to make some money by reprogramming and repairing implants.

How close were you to your parents before Mom took you in?

Edgar never knew his parents.

Were you close to Mom?

Edgar sees her as an important figure in his life. Sometimes he fears her as she could sever her connection with him and he wouldn't know what to do without her. She's his only contact with the remnant doctors who can resupply his pills. When she's gone he dropped everything to try and find her.

Were you close to the others?

He cares about the others, though he somewhat has a resentment towards his elder siblings. He felt like being bossed around by Mom and the doctors was enough. Though his resentment is only temporary and it's only brought up when he sees his older siblings scolding him or anyone younger. He has relatively cordial relationship with everyone.

Did you ever move out of the penthouse? What was life like when you left?

He spent some time taking some classes in advanced nanorobotics away from the penthouse in Prosperity Island. One thing he noted in the university was a small sect of students forming a small student union supporting the return of humanism. He also noticed some protesters in the streets advocating for humanism as well. He thought of it to be silly.

How do you feel being back with the others?

The strongest feeling that he has right now is about Mom. He's concerned and he's willing to do a lot of things to bring her back or track her.
​

 

[Doctor Infinity]

Name: Carlos Martinez



Age: 21



Gender: Male



Pronouns: He/Him



Orientation: Asexual/Aromantic



Alias: Carl



Languages Spoken: Spanish, English(second language)



Ethnicity: Latino



Disabilities/Ailments: PTSD



FC:



Weight: 177 pounds



Height: 5’10”



Build: pretty average



Personality: Carlos is very antisocial. The only people he can trust nowadays are his friends and “Mom”. Unfortunately, “Mom” left and Carlos currently has no friends, which means that he has to survive on his own.



Biography:

Carlos Martinez was born during the Corporate Wars. His dad worked for Rio de Plata International, while his mom, well, he didn’t exactly remember his mom very well. Carlos and his family had a good life in Arcadia. That is, until the missile ruined his life.



It came in as fast as it destroyed Carlos’ home. Everything got eviscerated, his parents were killed, and his childhood was lost. The only survivor was Carlos, who miraculously survived with only minor injuries. This incident affected Carlos mentally, and it will haunt him for the rest of his life. He still has nightmares about his parents rotting corpses.





Over the next four years, Carlos had to learn to survive out in the wild, grabbing scraps of food, stealing things, and camping outside with a makeshift tent and campfire. His life will never be the same. Fortunately for him, he was rescued by a strange, nice lady named “Mom”. Carlos barely knew “Mom”. He thought she was a very nice and caring stranger. But she was the only person that he could trust. She took him to an orphanage, where she raised him and a group of kids that he didn’t know about. He barely interacted with them. Once he got old enough, he left to start a new life for himself.



Now, at 21 years old, Carlos works as a cars salesman, and lives in a pretty nice house(thanks to some of that “Mom” money). He remembers his past, and he wishes to not go back, to not see that hellish land ever again, but unfortunately for him, the past has caught up to him, and he has returned to join the kids that he barely knew to start a perilous journey that he would never forget.

 

[strawberrycelia]

Basics
Name: Lola Jimenez
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Pronouns: She/Her
Orientation: Bisexual
Alias: Princesa
Languages Spoken: Spanish, English, Portuguese
Ethnicity: Latina
Disabilities/Ailments: Lola suffers violent panic attacks when she is restrained or trapped. She developed this at a young age when she was kidnapped from her father, Juan Jimenez, leader of Los Serpientes, and regularly tortured for bounty. She spent many days tied down in a nondescript room, crying out for a familiar face. The kidnappers eventually pushed her father over the edge by amputating her hand up to the wrist. Many of those she oversaw in her father's gang never even learned about the trauma she sustained from this event, as she kept it a close secret. Lola's kidnapping was one of the biggest losses the gang ever had, and therefore one of the most well covered up.

Visage:

Weight: 125
Height: 5'8"
Build: Lithe and well-muscled.
Body Mods: She has the symbol of her father's gang tattooed across her shoulderblades - a crown with thorny, creeping rose vines/blossoms growing and twisting around it. She also has a wrist/hand prosthetic with brass knuckles built into it and has the same gang symbol engraved on the back. She also has a chip in her head that allows her to access information about members of her father's gang when viewing them - their history, their loyalty, their family.

Persona
Personality: Lola is a very determined and stubborn character - she's passionate and isn't quick to flinch at violence because of her upbringing. Most would describe her as a natural-born leader, compelling and charismatic as well as terrifying when she needs to be. When Lola lived with her dad she picked up on many of his harsh ways of controlling those around her but also learned what it meant to truly devote yourself to a cause. An exception to her cold demeanor is her siblings, who she loves deeply. She spent one of the smallest amounts of time with the group due to her coming when she was already a preteen, but she is very attached to the idea of keeping her brothers and sisters safe. Her loyalty is her best quality, as she believes that family is the most important thing. Because of this, she often turns her violent tendencies towards anyone who opposes her dear siblings.
Headcanons: Lola is referred to as Princesa by those who knew her through her father's gang - which is most people. Her father ruled through an iron-clad belief system of loyalty and connection, so many of those who worked under him are still loyal to her.

Biography
What was life during the Reconstruction Like?: As the daughter of the leader of one of Arcadia's most well-known gangs, Lola had a particularly strange childhood. Her early life was always a balance between luxury and grit. Lola's father made sure that she didn't often want for much - makeup, clothing, food, it was always there when she wanted it. Yet her father never left her out of the fight. Even as a child, she was witness to much mass violence in the name of preserving Los Serpientes.
How close were you to your parents before Mom took you in?: Lola loved her father. He was her protector, her teacher, and her closest confidant. When he turned her over to Mom, though, she began to see what the world was like outside of the gang. It took her a while to stop using violence to get her way, but she acclimated to more peaceful life after a while by spending time with her younger siblings.
Were you close to Mom?: Mom took Lola in, that's true, but she did often treat her differently than the others due to Lola's father. She was particularly disgruntled by Lola's violent outbursts, which was understandable, but caused Lola to internally view herself as something to be feared.
Were you close to the others?: Lola loves her siblings and will bring hell onto most anyone that crosses them.
Did you ever move out of the penthouse? What was life like when you left?: Lola moved out when her father passed. She spent some time sorting out some of his leftover business and is more in over her head now than ever before.
How do you feel being back with the others?: Unsure of how she wants to carry on her father's legacy, Lola has been struggling with the type of person she wants to be. Seeing her siblings again is a great comfort, yet she doesn't know how to grapple with the loss of Mom.

 

[Kenshin772]

Name: Neil Delandy
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Pronouns: He/Him
Orientation: Heterosexual
Alias: Lockon(Merc), Irish(Work)
Languages Spoken: English, Irish(Weak), Welsh(Weak). Chinese(Really weak),
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Disabilities/Ailments:
Missing Left arm: Was lost in battle after his Hauler took a hit from a 40mm anti-mech round.
PTSD: The result of harsh mental images from his last battle, usually brought about by Corpo Unbanmechs, Police Riot suppressors, and Corpo war era ANFs. He reacts violently when he witnesses a Mech engage "Infantry".
Chronic Insomnia as an almost nightly occurrence, was calmed down when Mom was with us but returned shortly after her passing.

Visage

Weight: Without his arm Neil weighs 153lbs with he weighs 155lbs
Height: 5;10
Build: Neil is rather lean in his build this is due to a combination of the exercise he picked up from years of physical therapy and his own personal workout being built towards definition and not bulk up.
Body Mods: A single high quality Cybernetic Left arm and that’s it as Neil prefers to rely on his gear.

Persona
Personality: Those who do not know Neil who observe him from the outside would think Neil has a split personality however the truth is that he’s just a really good actor. When Running with his crew Neil is a bit callous but he keeps up his caring demeanor in front of clients and Fixers as needed. When Neil isn’t doing Merc work he puts on a facade of a caring, helpful, and attentive man who can make friends very easily. Around his “Family” Neil acts like a strict older brother to those younger than him.
Headcanons:​

• Out of the “Penthouse Kids” Neil is one of those that everyone generally likes and is considered one of the leaders/Protectors by those younger than him.​
• Neil is in possession of a class 2 Mech license for construction work​

Biography
Neil was three when the Corpo Wars began, he had grown up in a neat little cul-de-sac in suburban territories of North Island. Never did he think the wars would reach his life with his parents.

Lucky for Neil and his family their little Cul-de-sac was spared from the destruction of the Corpo wars. However the area around them was devastated and their supply line was cut. That’s when a Mercenary company showed up and garrisoned the small village in the name of “Protection”. It’s leader slowly started subverting ideas into the heads of the village’s youths, the specifics varied but the end result was that he tricked Neil and many of the other kids into thinking they were warriors of god and that “to start their journey” they needed to murder their parents and fight for the Merc’s purpose.

With that Neil had become a child soldier he fought for a group of anti-Corp Terrorists in the industrial wastes of Caldon. Neil was among the “Lucky” boys who were put into combat roles and given training with pistols, rifles, and Rocket launchers. He was also at some point taught how to pilot a Modified Atlas Hauler, a purpose built construction mech modified with 4-12.7mm machine guns and a two shot rocket pod.

Neil’s days as a child soldier were long and hard but he survived until the Terrorist group's final battle. The Merc who had led them had suddenly disappeared leaving the brainwashed children behind and in disarray. During his absence a Corpo death squad found their hideout and began an assault on the kids position using various Mechs to scatter the rats. At the end of it all Neil was the last one standing, despite losing an arm, having been rescued by an unidentified Mech that he later put together must have been affiliated with Mom.

After his rescue Neil spent his teen years as one of Mom’s oldest children, he studied hard and helped the younger kids where he could. When he was sixteen Mom replaced the basic prosthetic he had with a top of the line cybernetic with a lifetime warranty.

After he finished his schooling Neil continued to live in the relatively peaceful Penthouse with Mom’s blessing; where he continued to help the younger kids Mom had brought in over the years. He juggled these duties with his new job as a construction worker during the reconstruction.

Building up his own bank account with his construction job as a Class two Mech pilot. Neil at the age of twenty-eight moved out of the Penthouse and with help of a few associates Mom had introduced him to he opened a Orphanage of his own within a small walled-in settlement called “Halley’s last stand” named after a famous Corp commander who had spent much of the war trying to save civilians who was killed by an unknown Terrorist group in the last years of the war. It was around this time that Neil realized he had no real skills outside of Piloting and fighting leading him to supplement his paychecks with Mercenary work.

Years had past and Neil had kept regular contact with Mom and the rest of the Penthouse dwellers going as far as to help those who fell victim to their own desires or their past. He played his role as an elder brother quite well right up to Mom’s passing. After Mom’s death Neil fell into a slump, he stopped getting work and slowly started draining away at his personal funds as well as the orphanage's. It took a call from the woman he left in charge of the Orphanage while he is away to come and drag him out of his bed to get him to drag himself out to start his work again.

Just before this start of his revival, Neil used a bit of his 10,000 to get a large warehouse with mechanical repair equipment. After which he rented a large covered truck and retrieved the old Atlas Hauler, which he hid in the ruins of his original home where he lost his arm, and brought it home to repair.​

 

[Abendrot]

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• Name: Nadine Kasongo
  Age: 22 years old
  Gender: Female (she/her)
  Orientation: Homosexual
  Alias: Oddity (Netrunner alias)
  Ethnicity: Black
  Disabilities: N/A
  Languages Spoken:
  

  • ENGLISH - (native; fluent - spoken, written)
  • JAPANESE - (proficient - spoken, written)
  • MANDARIN CHINESE - (intermediate- more written than spoken)
  • FRENCH - (elementary - spoken, written)

  
  

  
  
• FC: Lous and the Yakuza (Marie-Pierra Kakoma)
  Weight: 67 kg
  Height: 175 cm
  Build: Lean; probably needs to exercise more
  Body Mods:

  • CYBEROPTICS: Nothing too fancy. Light level adjusting, basic zoom, night vision, the works.
  • CYBERMODEM - Neural processor on the nape of the neck with universal socketed data ports and adapter plugs for jacking into electronics and the Net. Used for netrunning and VR interfaces.
  • NEURAL PROCESSOR - Brain implant rigged for accepting chipware, microchips which contain enormous amounts of information. Helpful keeping track of contacts and their interests. Access port behind the left ear.
• Personality: As someone who doesn't talk much, Nadine seems polite, reserved, and sometimes she can be mistaken for shy and introverted, all of which are false assumptions of course. Some might be surprised at how downright convivial she can be once she lets her proverbial hair down, especially when she's around family. She’s also far more astute than she lets on. She plans, and she maneuvers, and she ponders tactics in every decision she makes. Which is necessary— all Netrunners have to be careful strategists if they want to survive. Some of her more elaborate schemes are planned out weeks in advance. She swindles others as instinctively as most people draw breath, developing malware and trading corpo secrets to Fixers for handsome profits. The thefts and the bargaining are the puzzles that she relishes; the money, a handy way of keeping score, and she's as likely to wire her profits to the more deserving, or to buy nice things for her whole family, as she is to keep it. She's fucked over plenty of people, though, which means there's lots room for enemies. Sooner or later, the digital mayhem she's left behind is going to catch up with her.
  
• Biography: Nadine's first foster family, the Kasongos, never much wanted her. They'd taken her in as a toddler, but only because the provisional government's mandate after the Corporate Wars forced many Insider households to adopt war orphans who otherwise would have become beggars and criminals. Since infanticide was out of the question, the Kasongos had her working as a shopgirl at the business they owned from the day she was old enough to count (and she always had a particular aptitude for numbers). Still, for all the free labor she provided, they never let her forget that the cost of keeping and feeding her was more than they cared to bear. No doubt they were looking for the first chance to get rid of the financial burden she posed.
  
  They found it in Mom.
  
  Around Nadine's eleventh birthday, the Kasongos had the fortune of being discovered by a kind benefactor -- a tall stately woman -- who'd dropped by the store on a whim. The woman, after inspecting Nadine only briefly, explained to her foster parents her desire to adopt the child, and the future their daughter could have making a positive difference and influence in Arcadia if she only had the opportunity to develop her talents.
  
  What mattered, though, was that this lady could afford to keep Nadine clothed and fed for the rest of her life. It was a much better deal than what war orphans like her, with no family or connections, could ever hope to attain. Nadine shed no tears in her parting.
  
  She took to her new life well. Everything she never had in the city was at her disposal at the Penthouse, be it trendy clothes, exotic foods, and most importantly, a comprehensive education. Perhaps Mom should have anticipated that Nadine's prodigious math skills would translate well to programming, because the moment she got to touch a computer for the first time, she would focus that aptitude onto digital pilferage. Nothing too serious at this point; perhaps she'd sneak into her school's database and nudge her grades up, or wire some pocket change for herself.
  
  Mom wasn't around enough to suspect anything, owing to her frequent business ventures Nadine presumed, but she would find true connection in her foster siblings. They had become her family, ragtag bunch as they were, but she never felt more at ease than when she was with them.
  
  As more and more of them moved out of the penthouse, Nadine pushed herself deeper into the Net to fill the void left behind. Her casual netrunning stepped up to cyberextortion and mass bank fraud. It was more than lucrative enough to pay the bills at her new apartment, and it wasn’t long before the name “Oddity” passed around the darkest circles of the underworld. She had no idea how she kept it up for so long-- it wasn’t entirely what she wanted for herself, let alone what Mom wanted for her. Then Mom died, and grief has a funny way of steering people towards irrationality.
  
  By now, Nadine still hasn’t managed to quit the life she started building for herself. She has steadily been building up quite a reputation, attracting the same sort of corporate and criminal clientele Mom tried to steer her away from. A lot of things about her life don’t sit too well with her-- the morality, the entities she does business with, the fact that at any time, someone could reach out with digital fingers through her interface plugs and stop her heart -- but she still can’t find a way to hate it. After all, it’s hard to hate something that you’re good at, and Nadine is good enough to stick her nose in all the places it shouldn’t be, for better or worse.
  
  Trivia:

  • Somehow lives off of vodka and old takeout.
  • Will destroy you at poker
  • Smokes, but only menthols
  • Drinks scary amounts of coffee.
  • Only ever wears lilac perfume

BASICS

VISAGE

PERSON

BIO

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[Sylvio]

Kevin

let the past die

Basics

NAME.
Kevin Granger.

AGE.
34.

GENDER.
Cismale.

PRONOUNS.
He/Him.

ORIENTATION.
Heterosexual.

ALIAS.
Grizzled Granger (Underground fighting and MMA champion).

LANGUAGES SPOKEN.
English (native fluent - spoken, written), French (native fluent - spoken, written), Japanese (conversational - spoken), Thai (conversational - spoken, written).

ETHNICITY.
French Canadian.

DISABILITIES/AILMENTS
PTSD, Partial Deafness.

Visage

FC.
Kevin Steen.

WEIGHT.
275 lbs.

HEIGHT.
6'1"

BUILD.
Kevin has a very noticeable obese build but that shouldn't distract people from his athletic abilities.

BODY MODS.
Hearing aid and hearing enhancement cybernetics.

Persona

PERSONALITY.
Living and losing so much has costed Kevin a lot of his sanity, but he still manages to live on despite his life of struggles. That being said he makes no compromise when making decisions, having not much else to lose he will do whatever it takes to get his way and never back down from a fight if he was forced into that position, which is how he thrived as professional fighter. Always focusing on what's gonna happen in front of him and not to distract himself with unnecessary disturbances. It's very to set him off cause how despicable people can be, especially in Arcadia. He can easily pummel someone if they speak to him the wrong way. He has people that he cares about and is more than willing to do whatever he can for them, such as the people he grew up with when Mom raised them, always offering them advice with his wisdom on the streets of Arcadia, he's seen all of it.

HEADCANONS.
- Keeps a locket of his ex-wife and kids when we became a widower.
- Is a three time heavyweight champion in Arcadian Combat Sports Championship.
- Has hearing problems from the Corporate War and Reconstruction.
- Has PTSD from all the loss and suffering he had on Arcadia.
- Straight edge.
- Has a killer chocolate chip cookie recipe.
- Only ever smiles when with people he cares about.
- Wants to own a ranch on Tarina Island.
- He lives for fried noodles and french fries.

Biography

Born on Arcadia island in 2026, Kevin's parents and older brother by 10 years were Canadian citizens who moved to Arcadia as prominent employees of Arcadia Group and were looking to start a new life for themselves on Arcadia. But he would barely have a childhood on Arcadia when corporate soldiers started slugging missiles at each other with millions of civilians getting caught in the crossfire. Their home was destroyed and Kevin would grow up moving around the island with millions of other corporate employees until the war ended. The sounds of war affected the young Kevin's hearing, and because his parents were high essential employees, he was given hearing enhancement cybernetics and a hearing aid to compensate.

When the war ended, Kevin was old enough to walk and talk. He grew up eating whatever he was given. Rice, fish, beans, corn, whatever the UN had for them. He didn't have any formal education, living on the camp ground was all he knew. He lived in a shack, as did the other refugees, enough to fit five people yet it felt so cramped at the same time. Around this time Kevin only had his family, everyone else looked out for who was immediately close to them cause of the lack of resources that was available to them. He got into a lot of scraps with the kids trying to take his food and water rations, where he first learned how to defend himself. The lack of supplies thanks to raids on UN supply lines and redistribution to Center Island which was a high priority had caused a riot in Kevin's camp which killed his family and brother. Him and the refugees who didn't riot were relocated to one of the Insider cities on Center Island when they were established.

The Foster Program that Kevin found himself in to aid orphans and other children unable to be cared for was hellish. Kevin found himself going from many different abusive and disenfranchised families, living under the worst conditions. Life was a constant struggle for him as he tried to live in the slums of Center Island, getting into fights was so common for him that it was hard for him to find a family who would take him. Until Mom came into his life.

Kevin was 16 when he was brought into the Penthouse and it was such a culture shock. To be taken from nothing into one of the most luxurious living spaces on Arcadia, he had everything he'd ever wanted. Financial stability, a loving family, and safety. With Mom's connections, Kevin was provided some of the best therapy on Arcadia to help him deal with the trauma he faced. He was given anti depressants and insomnia medication to deal with his PTSD. Sometimes the thought of him taking medication just made him feel worthless. But his foster siblings made it all worth it to him. On top of that he was one of the oldest ones in the penthouse and didn't want his foster siblings growing up with less than he had. He was also provided the needs to complete his general education, something he didn't have growing up and earned his GED at 18. He stayed in the Penthouse after that and went to university to take accounting and auditing. He graduated cum laude at 24 and also thanks to Mom's connections landed a well paying position in the Hong Kong Commerce Bank where he met his wife, Aida and moved out with her to start a family with three children. Though, Kevin was comfortable in his high paying position, depression started to kick in and he couldn't find himself working a desk job anymore. When he told his wife he wanted to get into professional fighting, she was very supportive of her husband.

Kevin joined an MMA club where he refined his fighting skills and learned Muay Thai, Judo, Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, Kickboxing, and Aikido. When he tried out for Arcadian Combat Sports Championship, he was one of the applicants to be accepted and prospered. Starting out as a humble fighter with troubled roots, Kevin quickly rose in the ranks as one of Kevin's most elite professional fighters winning the world heavyweight championship for the first time when he was 28 and became a two times heavyweight championship when he reached 30. Kevin wasn't one for the limelight or the celebrity status he would reach. He didn't want the advertising or commercial deals or movie signups. He just wanted to fight, and feed his family and for once he felt happy.

But then, on a trip back home from a party, Kevin lost his family in a car accident when he was 31. His life felt like it was falling apart and abruptly ended his contract with ACSC which was still up for a year. Kevin retreated from public life, and decided to join the morally grey, underground fighting scene funded by gangsters. Kevin slipped as PTSD started to catch up with him and so doubled down on his medication trying not to lose himself. He still made a lot of cash wining tournaments but life would never be the same. He sold his house and moved to a one bed one bathroom apartment in Arcadia City to leave behind the memories of his family.

When Mom died, Kevin wasn't phased. It was almost like his life was to deal with nothing but pain. But he went back to the penthouse to see his siblings again, hoping this time not to lose them and ease their suffering from losing the woman who cared for them.

not like the future could be worse

Granger

code by valen t.

 

[Sylvio]

Nina

don't feel bad

Basics

NAME.
Nina Nguyen.

AGE.
23.

GENDER.
Cisfemale.

PRONOUNS.
She/Her.

ORIENTATION.
Pansexual.

ALIAS.
The Serpentine (Hitwoman).

LANGUAGES SPOKEN.
English (native fluent - spoken, written), Cantonese (fluent - spoken), Spanish (conversational - spoken, written), Korean (conversational - spoken).

ETHNICITY.
Vietnamese.

DISABILITIES/AILMENTS.
PTSD.

Visage

FC.
Lana Condor.

WEIGHT.
175 lbs.

HEIGHT.
5’4”

BUILD.
Nina is a very fit girl who is toned and agile.

BODY MODS.
None.

Persona

PERSONALITY.
Nina is good at pretending to be someone she isn't, you can say she's done it all. Even though she hasn't seen Arcadia from it started as and what it became, at her age she's lived a pretty fast and fulfilling life. She's a very tough girl having a lot of mental and physical scars in her life, though that doesn't mean she isn't a softie. She knows when to unwind and have fun with her loved ones. She's a bubbly person to be with if you're ever out in Arcadia City, she knows most of it like the back of her hand. She can look out for herself in a fight and has trained herself in firearms and self defense making her deadly and definitely someone who you want to watch your back.

HEADCANONS.
- Loves to Karaoke.
- Can disassemble any handgun in less than a minute.
- Knows almost every bartender in Arcadia City.
- Brags about beating Kevin on multiple occasions.
- Will take your food without asking.
- Aspiring bird mom.
- Regularly goes to the gun range.
- Loves to visit the park outside of the Penthouse.
- Loves late night swims.

Biography

Nina was born in 2037, she would never meet her parents. They were killed by the triad branch in Arcadia who were recovering from the Corporate War and were stealing children to feed their ranks. She was trained and conditioned to be a killer from when she was 5 in a cutthroat environment with no one to look out for her. Sure she was given three meals, a warm bed, and an education of sorts, but with no one there for her it was hard for her and she had to fight for her survival. By 13 she was already made a killer in a walled city on Center Island for the triad based there. As a gangster she was an assassin, as a child her small figure made it hard for her to be caught and detected and became the favorite of the leader of her group despite having resentment for what he put her through. Arcadian Police would raid her hideout when she was 16 and lost her boss, she was smart not to resist and her along with some of the other kids were put into the Foster System.

She felt it was easy for her to end up in Mom's care, a kid under the thumb of a gangster. Something most people would pity. She felt happy being where she belonged with her foster siblings. She loved spending nights with them in the streets of Arcadia City having so much fun at the bazaar's and malls. She felt happy she could be a kid finally. She received a formal education thanks to Mom, getting her general education requirements. At that point though, she didn't know what she wanted to do. All she knew was that she wanted to be with her new family spending all the time she could with her, burying her troubled past in the dirt. But she found that pretty difficult. The triad knew she survived and were trying to tie up loose ends, they wanted to kill her and that made her fear for her family.

Knowing she needed to have the resources to fight off this threat, Mom directed Nina to a hit group whom she was close to. They worked as a front for an asset and wealth management firm but had skilled killers from North and Central America. It turned out that they had it in for the triad as well, and with someone as knowledgeable with the local triad as Nina, she was perfect for the job. At 20, Nina was back to her killing instincts as she worked to annihilate the triad on Center Island until Mom had mysteriously passed. Nina started to become paranoid as she formally resigned to go back home and look after her family, with her boss very piqued at this sudden development.

the game was rigged from the start

nguyen

code by valen t.

 

[Sylvio]

Ramon

we're almost at the end

Basics

NAME.
Ramon Santiago.

AGE.
21.

GENDER.
Cismale.

PRONOUNS.
He/Him.

ORIENTATION.
Bisexual.

ALIAS.
Escudo. Ray (By his siblings)

LANGUAGES SPOKEN.
Spanish (native fluent - spoken, written), English (native fluent - spoken, written).

ETHNICITY.
Colombian.

DISABILITIES/AILMENTS
Asthma - It gets worse in the summer as the heat worsens his allergies.

Visage

FC.
Michael Cimino.

WEIGHT.
165 lbs.

HEIGHT.
5'10"

BUILD.
Ramon is noticeably tone with a slim build.

BODY MODS.
Artificial Blood Vessels - Additional blood vessels made with synthetic materials to increase the distribution of blood through the body to heal wounds faster.
Bionic Joints - The joints in Ramon's body are replaced with titanium.
Neural Enhancer - A cybernetic implant in the brain that increases reflexes.

Persona

PERSONALITY.
Ramon is quiet and reserved person and is mistaken to have a lack of a personality due to his asocial behavior. But despite this he's a very caring person who's more than willing to speak his mind whenever he feels necessary to do so. Also as someone who's spent his entire life training to be a killing machine he likes to be mindful of his strength and does his best to not hurt anyone. He's a very diplomatic person always looking to make those closest to him happy and is quick to stand up for what he believes in.

HEADCANONS.
- Loves to hang out on rooftops and stare at the skyline.
- Stays up all night and takes walks at 6 am.
- Can't sleep without 5 pillows.
- Takes long showers cause the water feels nice.
- Loyal to his foster siblings.
- Stares at dogs.
- Really bad cook.
- Has a somewhat concerning gambling condition.
- Leaves candy wrappers in his pockets.

Biography

Born in 2039 as Arcadia was recovering from years of destruction, Ramon was born into the Los Serpientes gang as they were making their presence known across the archipelago. His parents were North Island residents who became sicarios for Los Serpientes to get a better life for themselves. They were pretty good at what they did as well, performing shakedowns, extortion, debt collection, normal stuff for heavies such as them. When Ramon was born, he was trained to be a better sicario than his parents, so much so that by his teens he was given some cybernetics to enhance his performance and body. This was the only life he knew and so saw nothing wrong with how he was treated.

Ramon was turned over to Mom by order of his boss after his parents died in a gun fight with a rival gang to keep Ramon safe and protect his daughter. It was tough to adjust to an environment not molded by violence and crime. He was extremely shy, but Mom helped him adjust. Knowing he was turned over along with Lola, she thought it was best to keep them together. Ramon became a different person though, Mom provided him with a luxurious living space that he thought he would get later from being a gangster sicario. And because of his commitment to loyalty, he treated his Mom with the utmost care and respect along with his siblings who always tried to make him feel included amongst them.

It was weird to be around other people around his age who didn't wanna kill him or just do drugs with him. But his primary goal was to keep Lola safe and usually spent most times near her making sure she wasn't getting into any trouble.

He left the penthouse after his boss died and kept his word to look after Lola and followed her to when she take up responsibilities for Los Serpientes.

Coming back to the Penthouse now felt good honestly, it was where Ramon had some of his happiest memories despite the lack of activity he had with some of his siblings. It was hard when Mom passed, he gave him so much but still he was happy to see everyone back home safe and sound for the most part.

thanks for carrying me

Santiago

code by valen t.

 

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• Name: Seiji Hashimura (橋村 誠司)
  Age: 25
  Gender: Male
  Orientation: Bisexual
  Alias: Sage (by a few)
  Ethnicity: Asian (Japanese/Burmese)
  Disabilities: N/A
  Languages Spoken:
  

  • JAPANESE - (native; fluent - spoken, written)
  • ENGLISH - (fluent - spoken, written)

  
  

  
  
• FC: Paing Takhon
  Weight: 78 kg
  Height: 178 cm
  Build: Athletic
  Body Mods:

  • WIRED REFLEXES: Hard-wired synaptic pathways and neuromuscular modifications allow for faster than natural reflexes
  • BODY PLATE [CHEST]: Protective hyperalloy plate bolted onto the rib cage over the heart. Capable of stopping small arms fire from penetrating. Common form of protection among soldiers and mercenaries, though it's a nightmare at security checkpoints.
  • METABOLIC IMPLANT - Increases healing rate and metabolism. However this necessitates a higher caloric intake to compensate, especially if he gets injured.
  • SUBVOCAL COMS: A tiny nanochip wired into the mastoid bone. Seiji doesn't even know it's there...
• Personality: Outwardly, Seiji is the consummate soldier, disciplined and professional. He's not the type of person to wear his emotions openly; in his old life, suppressing emotion was vital to preserving his life, and such conditioning has made it hard to goad him to real anger. Most of the time, there is an aura of calm reserve about him that can deepen into icy aloofness when he's displeased. When working with people he trusts, he'll offer his opinions bluntly but respectfully. His days of following blindly are long over, though, and he's not above disobeying orders he doesn't morally agree with.
  
  In the years following his arrival at the Penthouse, Seiji found himself suddenly cut adrift from the principles that had anchored most of his life. Facing the reality of what the Komeichis' corporate greed had done to Arcadia, along how his near-blind loyalty to them made him complicit in their misdeeds, has left him feeling internally conflicted. His new family has given him a cause worth fighting for, though, and he will do absolutely anything necessary for those he cares about. Around them, he'll drop the stern aura, letting go of his scary assassin persona and revealing the makings of a wry sense of humor. This side of him is only really shown to his siblings, whom he trusts to hell and back, because they've all been to both.
  
  
• Biography: With the massive unrest and instability in Arcadia throughout the 2030's following the Corporate Wars, the Komeichi Group's top geneticists were tasked with creating the next generation of operatives, despite being "officially" demilitarized by UN mandate. Even before Seiji's conception, scientists were inspecting egg and sperm donors for optimal traits; fast reflexes, strength, mental resilience, toughness. (Rumors remain that even the Komeichi family's DNA was used.) The resultant embryo was then implanted into a willing company surrogate who carried the baby to term.
  
  Of course, like any experiment, they had their fair share of failures, but Seiji was not one of them. The surviving children, including Seiji, from Project Kappa-201 were given the best initial care corporate credit could buy. They were raised together and, from the day they were able to toddle, their training began. From the beginning, they were taught infiltration, combat, and espionage skills; all the things that budding super soldiers and spies needed. And at every moment, they were taught how benevolent the Company was to care for them, and to always honor first and foremost, Yoshinori Komeichi, and then his family after him.
  
  As the treatments and training grew harsher, so too did Seiji's reverence for the Company. He never questioned his place, and even worked hard to deserve it. On rare occasions, Yoshinori Komeichi even allowed himself to be amused by his future agent's semblance of potential, to a certain extent. His attention thoroughly convinced Seiji of how special he was from the other children, and special to his CEO. By the time he turned 15, the boy was deemed serviceable and ready for the field, tasked with taking care of whatever problems the Company faced that normal channels couldn't deal with. Komeichi's expectations would reach heights that Seiji, in his devotion, would strive to reach, even if it meant being burned by them. He did everything expected of him, and Mr. Komeichi rewarded him, if only to maintain the appearance of being favored. But perhaps the old man was attached -- in his own twisted, obsessed way -- to this lowly subordinate who could guess his next orders before they were given. Nothing is certain, but surely he must have been a little proud of Seiji, who represented the culmination of years of work and research.
  
  Reality broke Seiji's fragile illusions when he was left to fend for himself against North Island gangsters. Left without guidance, with no corporate hold on him to stay his fears, he fought for his life as images of his comrades leaving him rushed through his mind. Mom found him bloodied and raving, mumbling inane diatribes under his breath as he stumbled down an alley. She recognized his slurred Japanese, and from that guessed his condition as a broken Komeichi operative.
  
  It took several months at the Penthouse before anyone could crack the corporate conditioning, the fissures revealing a boy who might have been more playful and sensitive in another lifetime. There was hope for him, Mom said. Adjusting to this new life would be slow, and being among siblings whose affections actually seemed genuine was a bizarre experience, perhaps, but not discomforting. With time, he would come to thrive in this new family, and his presence was welcomed and appreciated.
  
  Like all good things, it didn't last.
  
  With Mom's death, Seiji's future became uncertain once more. In his past life, he never had the luxury of mourning his fallen comrades, but now that he can, the emotion has hit him tenfold. His remaining step-family is probably the only thing keeping him anchored to sanity, and seeing them come together again has proven to be a useful distraction from his fears.
  
  And of course, the Komeichi Group hasn't forgotten him completely, but they've decided to let him be for now, in the hopes that this rogue agent would serve as a living compass, unwittingly leading the Company to Mom's deepest secrets.
  
  Trivia:

  • Has a pet cat named Azuki, who is the ugliest creature on the entire planet of Earth.
  • Loves junk food, burgers and fries galore.
  • Furthermore, is totally the kind of guy to make some misbegotten Frankenstein of different fast food items into one horrible sandwich
  • Hilariously out of touch with pop culture. Doesn't know most popular musicians, doesn't watch a lot of TV, and has yet to step foot in a movie theater
  • Drinks his coffee black, all the time, every time.

BASICS

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PERSON

BIO

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code by RI.a