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Fantasy All Out War: An Apocalyptic Roleplay

Jack prepared for the celebration. He got different types of wine, beer, and vodka. He turned on the Prisons huge generator, and all the lights came to life inside the prison.

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CHECKERBOARD SYNDICATE

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The Checkerboard Syndicate was a rather well-known branch from a growing mafia group (criminal organization) with underground garrisons scattered in a few cities. The Checkerboard Syndicate contained a variety of methods to "divide and conquer" in comparison to other competing organizations. It was broken into 4 divisions, all maintained by a few head members.





 



 



 



Chessmasters





"CHESSMASTERS" were what these head members were called. They didn't hold a specific role, but rather had a proficiency or general experience in each. There weren't a lot, and they typically served to be the order-givers and strategizers. Other times, it was where most hitmen and assassins were present. People admitted as a Chessmaster usually graduate from one of the other 3 divisions.


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Chess



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General



Name
???


Nickname
Chess


Age
17


Height
5'7


Gender
???





Personality



Personality
Chess is a rather silent, callous, and cautious individual. It's not often that they speak, generally remaining silent in any situation that they can, though when they do, their tone is ambigious and apathetic. They hold a stern, business-like demeanor, and appears to be very wary and suspcious of others very quickly, including those of their own group. For a large duration of their life, Chess was held in isolation from the rest of society, watching others die with prejudice and taking the lives of others without taking the sonder of other's lives into their own mind, holding an unsympatheticview of the world. With a lack of affection given and shown, Chess comes off as straightforward and ocassionally rude to anyone who tries to get to know them.


As nonchalant and cool they're percieved as, Chess holds a lot of social anxiety and paranoia about the world, quickly and falsely believing that there will always be a threat and that they're doing something wrong, causing many normal scenarios for others to be emotionally and physically draining for Chess. Their constant paranoia in fear that they've done something wrong or that their life is in danger is the source of Chess' favoritism in solitude.





Background



Background
alright fam u got some arranged marriage shit that goes down and then boom chess is real. big papi (who's head mobster) is like "ok arranged marriages = connections = power" while mom is like "lmao u sexist bastard we can just treat this baby like everyone else" and both dont give a shit about this thing they really want power through any means and both like hate each other so they 1v1 a lot except with guns its a gunv1. so chess grows up forced to do what both of them want so like mom is "ok make them be a hitmeme" and they get all this sick-ass training montage or really tired 11 year old holding a gun experience for like only 14 years or something while big papi is like "ok we gotta make connections" and throws them into arranged marriages and stuff and its not fun like you're 10 and this weird sketchy 26 year old with two cigars is like 'hey bby got kik' and its a very not fun experience. so when big papi and mom are having a gunv1 papi fucking shoots her in the head and whoops she's dead guess who has squad rights now and chess has to help bury her body but hey u barely knew her anyway and she treated them like a stranger/ any other memeber. chess is old enough to go on solo hitmeme missions after like 16 years of dying internally and they lowkey realize "if i dont look like a gril sketchy 25 year olds arent as interested" and now they're here





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Statistics Strength Perception Endurance Charisma Wit Agility Aim


Arms
Nearly always found with a colt revolver or a semi-automatic pistol on hand
Contrabands are often strapped onto their ankles or wrists.
Black powder as an instant grenade once shot from a distance.
Model 82A1sniper is their "child", but it isn't easy to lug around.


Trivia
Usually masculine looking because they wanted to get out of some shitty arranged marriages their dad set up for them.
Bandage on left cheek has similar purpose to eyeblack has.
Hair covers over right eye with a similar usage that pirates wore eyepatches: in order to adjust quicker and clearer in the dark.
Panics when ordering pizza over the phone.
"u see this fuck slap yo girls ass wyd" "attend her funeral"
Can go days without eating.
Or sleeping.
There are rumours that they're dead and they don't deny it.
Their teammates are the closest thing to an affectionate family that they've ever recieved.
smiles are like a 2 year thing but that's if you're lucky other then that it's impossible
emotions are impossible too
#makechesssmileagain
Xi violently forces them to eat and sleep.
Often stays up days at a time because they're paranoid something bad will happen to either themself once caught off guard.
Doesn't have a birth certificate and legally doesn't exist.
Wears a lot of hand-me downs from Xi, and often confuses clothing with Go despite their different heights.
Looks that could kill you and will literally kill you.










 


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Knights





"KNIGHTS" had the least amount of people, next to Chessmasters. They focused on spying and gaining intel, ironical to their title. Next to gaining information on a variety of people, a few typically dabbled along the medical field, serving to be some of the few important doctors of the syndicate. While it started off as purely intel, it also became the branch involving the Red Market, where illegal surgeries and organ trade took place.


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Xiangqi



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General



Name
Michael Knights


Nickname
Xiangqi (Xi)


Age
17


Height
5'10


Gender
Male





Personality



Personality
Xi serves to be a the most rational (and paternal) figure for the entire gang, fussing over constantly about their own reckless decisions and health. Towards his fellow team members, Xi is prominent and straight among them, treating them like brothers. However, he's friendly, open, and kind to everyone else, genuinely sympathetic and cordial among others and quick to get along with. While a little too fast to trust people, he can be stubborn with his own plans, not easily swayed by others unless justified. Xi is the most, "normal" and mature of the group, usually coming off as the peacekeeper during fights. He holds a high amount of patience (granting him the nickname 'mom'), though he teds to give up easily without thinking of a second plan, pursuing a single idea until it works. Xi applies logic to everyday situations, and holds a pragmatic, astute, yet lovable personality.


He's well-built and durable, though he serves to be one of the "weakest" in the gang, unable to properly fight or defend himself. Seemingly to make up for that, Xi is the medic of the group, having well near advanced information (not expertise, he's still a teenager here) on how to tend to people due to years of assisting his father in his own work.





Background



Background
pop was a hot surgeon and mom was a hot doctor its a nice combination and congrats you have this little plant thing. but the thing was that his mom was like not ok and other not as hot doctors were like "bRO THIS IS A BAD IDEA" but she's like "LMAO I WANT A SON AND HE'S GONNA BE GREAT GG WORLD" except she doesnt do a die but she gets super weak since her body cant handle this shit. so his pap was v dedicated and he wanted to make his mom ok and stuff so he was like "hey can i help my wife" and the hospital stuff was like "you cant do that bcus 2 close of a relationship u cant handle that stuff" and he's like >:< or something. so overnight and stuff when no one's really around in this pretty crappy neighborhood with an eeH hospital he stays up all night trying to figure out how to help her so xi pretty much lives in the hospital. all his friends were like plants (fake asf smh), patients, and other visitors. the visitors he talked to were like "aw look at this littl bean" he was v nice and gave lots of flowers to everyone!! but its a hospital!! so like all the visitors stopped coming back at some point after the person they were visiting was discharged and stuff and all the patients he befriended were discharged or uh di ed and he wasn't really ok with a lot of that. but he grew up wanting to be a doctor and help his mom too and his mom was like "i cant have my husband waste his life on me that couldve been used for a college degree" and she tricks smol xi into PuLLin G THe plUg and yah she's gone. so dad mourns a bit and he's like "u kno what" and he goes to legit join the mafia as an illegal surgeon so ppl like his wife who couldnt get the care that she needed since people were insistent she wouldnt make it (which she wouldn't have and it takes money for that life support ayyy) could get the care and he gets fucking headshotted by someone when he cant save another mob boss' daughter in time on xis birthday now he's here after this edgy teenager picked him up.





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Statistics Strength Perception Endurance Charisma Wit Agility Medical Ability


Arms
Unarmed.
Carries bandages and a basic first aid kit with him.
Many different herbs and plants for medical use.
Has a few books as well, most are AP textbooks, but a few personal favourites.


Trivia
Loves gardening and plants.
Is a plant in disguise.
Fangirls over plants (his favourite are dandelions).
Not allergic to poison ivy and is completely unaffected by hay fever.
Names all his plants and takes personal offense if you disregard their names.
"Borrows" some of Jeson's books to try and spare Jeson mental anguish and unlock the mystery to why he's so cringy. It'll happen, one day.
Likes to brag about his 2 sons and daughter to all his friends.
Confirmed suburban mother as he won the bakesale and slam dunked Helen's gluten free cokies into the trash where they belong.
Probably cried when he got piercings.
Enjoys tea.
Thought eating just tea leaves was cool when he saw Chess eating a handful of coffee beans and tried it and learned it was not worth it.
The only one that can actually cook something edible and trustworthy.
Ocassionaly wears coloured contacts so his eyes can be even.
Wonders if he's a Gary Stu sometimes since he has green hair and heterochromia.
Had a one-sided Crush on Chess for a little bit before getting violently friendzoned.
Will fight Helen at the grovery store for his kid's morning cereal.
Doesn't deserve to b in the mafia and is planning on quitting once he gets to college.
Neatest person out of everyone and organizes everyone's rooms while they're gone.
Serves as the doctor and suburban mother/father figure of the group.
Tends to win 1st-2nd at Chinese Checker night.










 


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Kings





"KINGS" focused more on influence and typically creative connections with a variety of people. It was primarily through these secretive social networks where bribes took place, black market auctions, and anything involving a large amount of people and associating oneself. It also focused on covering up any noticed crimes, known as "framing". Able to use the concept of blackmailing to push blame onto someone else, fabricated friendships was what they were best at.


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Jeson Mor



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General



Name
Nolan Kings


Nickname
Jeson Mor


Age
18


Height
6'0


Gender
Male





Personality



Personality
Jeson is a charming, rather theatrical, and charismatic young man whose defining character trait is a strong sense of vanity and importance in one's appearance. A gentleman who always seems to look out for people in a rather operatic and melodramatic fashion, Jeson seems to hold other's intentions close to heart, and knows what to say to really get into someone's heart. That is... if he really has one himself. Despite his courteous and cultivated disposition, he takes enjoyment in the discomfort and anguish of others, especially through gossip and manipulation of others. His theatrical sophistication and kindness has become so permanently embedded in his demeanor and identity that not even his teammates are aware whether he's acting or naturally like that. Jeson appears to be an attractive male whose amicable, captivating personality seems to win the hearts of many. If he really means it, of course.


Due to a rough past, he holds an unhealthy co-dependency towards Chess, placing his sense of integrity, respect in individuality, and pomposity solely on Chess' existence, often going into an unnatural phase of despondency and self-loathing without their presence (insisting the group will die or that his death would be crucial to the group's survival, being overly-negative).


His ability to act and lie phenomenally makes him well feared by mafia competitors.





Background



Background
his puny 5'1 dad inherited shit from his dead brother aka an entire fucking casino (King's Casino it's apparently hella well known in this universe) and he's filthy fucking rich. bcus he was filthy fucking rich in a fairly bad neighborhood and living the life he didnt really care too much for his kids, but not like in the neglect way, like he just kinda tossed money at them and didnt care too much on what they did since he's rich ohoho cash. so jeson and his brother (raphael) were smol beans confused but fucking littered in money and their mom was a very shy weenie who loved them a lot. so his puny 5'1 dad and shy mom go on their honeymoon with their fucking rich asf casino profits and his dads like "i can just hire someone to watch them bcus im rich yo" and that doesnt work out when jeson gets fucking kidnapped at like 4. he's the son to a rich asf casino owner so they want ransom and they kinda hold him hostage until they can get in contact and his dads like "YA OK NOT GOOD BUT D.W I HAVE ENOUGH MONEY TO BREAK EM OUT AND CALL THE COPS AND GET EM BACK" except the plane gets into an accident and shit and v few ppeople survived one being his mom his dad is down with his self esteem somewhere at the bottom of the fucking sea. his mom is traumatized and also fairly badly injured and she has some rlly bad shock amnesia so she cant really remember anything not even her name and shes not v ok she's pretty unstable so she cant really inherit this rich asf casino anymore. raph, his like 2 year younger brother snucc out of their rich asf home at night to look for jeson and we dont know where he is so no casino for u. so it goes to some person jeson has no idea who the fuck they are its like some inheritance friend i guess and they shove this kid out in the middle of no where since the ransom wont work as well with some fucking stranger might as well kidnap his wife/kid or something instead of this random child. jesons like "oh am i gonna starve thats not cool" and this old hag picks him up and lets him stay in this giant ass mansion with a broken ass family we can get into detail w/ later, but p much all the maids were angry about being used so they're all bitter and two faced. jeson doesnt know where the fuc k his family is so he just kinda stays around and ppl like stepping on him and forcing him to do work since he cant really deny it and he genuinelly thinks these ppl appreciate having him around when they learned "oh!! if we make this kid think we like him we can get paid for doing nothing!!". he ends up growing up w/ that philosophy too so he joins this circle of "lmao u use me i use u" and he ends up getting v popular + v fucking hated since he's a sly >:3c and gets fired after a bunch of maids r like "s-senpai jeson is b-being ijiwaru desu!!!" and he gets fired once everyone gets on the "haha we can get our coworkers fired" game and he just kinda uses ppl to make a living before this edgy teen calls him a pathetic worthless shit and he somehow worships them





Extra



Statistics Strength Perception Endurance Charisma Wit Agility Attractiveness


Arms
Rope.
Usually a tazer or pepper spray it really varies.
Butterfly knife but not very often.


Trivia
Refers to females with love, darling, and sweetie.
Refers to males with honey, dear, and sweetheart.
Knows fluent French and Italian.
"You're the reason you should never go to France or Italy alone" - Chess
"Mon amour~"
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Has his own sparkle sound effect.
Broke more girl's hearts than stars in the sky.
Is he gay? Is he straight? We're pretty sure he's straight but honestly we're not sure he really likes pushing that boundary.
He's a sadist he really needs to chill.
Still a virgin and we genuinelly don't know how or why.
Holds the memory of 50 billion angry wives combined he will // ne v e r forget//
Has an infinite supply of roses to either hand out or put in his mouth and we want him to stop.
Serves as the framer, negotiater, and kidnapper of the gang.
Yeah he's kidnapped people it's his job
hE'S NOT A GOOD PERSON
oh he also dyed his hair somewhere while he was still working as a house servant his original hair colour is brown and his eyes are green
yes he uses coloured contacts
u cringy fuck
he's also really meme savvy its inspirational
Tends to win 2nd-3rd in Chinese Checkers.










 


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Rooks





"ROOKS" were the most popular group. They, don't particularly have a role, other than to be thugs, goons, and crudely follow orders. It was a rather large and carefree group of people, considered delinquents by the general public. While serving under the Checkerboard Syndicate, Rooks carried their own social system. There were regularly scheduled matches, tournaments, and games among the Rooks. They held there own rankings, where winning matches grants you "Thoroughfare Credits", allowing you to save them to rise in rankings, or spend them on things within the Rooks such as illegal weapons.


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Go



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General



Name
Ness Rooks


Nickname
Go


Age
19


Height
5'3


Gender
Male





Personality



Personality
Go is hot-headed and short tempered, always ready for a fight. Whether or not it be good for himself or anyone around him, he seems to be the first to start up trouble. Go has a rather punk or roguish look on the world, seeing it as a much more "rough-and-tough" place than it really is, easily growing frustrated or enraged at little things. Easily irritable, Go tends to push situations to rush them, and doesn't think through scenarios and their consequences, very much an act-before-you-think type of guy. Outside of his typically irritable and indignant state, he's loud and upfront to people, especially his friends, on how he feels, causing him to be considered rude to a degree. Violence is the first action that he resorts to, causing a comical chain reaction of him being restrained by the rest of the group. His sense of sarcasm is slightly faltered, though his strength isn't something to mess with.


Picking a fight with him without a plan has almost a sure chance of sending you directly into a coma. He isn't high in the Rook Division for nothing. Though... he isn't the brightest star...


Towards his teammates, while still getting into plenty of playful bickering and teasing with them, he's extremely loyal to whom he considers his friends. He jokes around constantly, and doesn't take joy in watching other's apprehension and sadness. Go is known to both accidently and purposefully make a fool out of himself simply to cause others to laugh or smile. Both his fights and general personality are very emotionally-reliant.





Background



Background
his mom ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)ed around for money a lot s he has like 8 sibling 6 brothers and 2 sisters. they didnt exactly live in the best conditions aka they were fucknig batshit poor and his mom learned that what she was doing wasnt exactly helping her situation, so she went to work like a good citizen!! but she didnt exactly have a lot of redeemable experience so jobs werent v merciful in hiring her, so she did a lot of hard labour for work. go's family was fuckin wild they all killed each other for like a single corn chip they fought a lot for food and basic necessities they needed and it ended with one brother running away too so haha 7 left. go's 2 older brothers became drug dealers for money so he didnt really have very good influences around him. so while his brothers were like "yah dont be a drug dealer do good in skul" go was like 100% sure that to help his mom he needed to do bad fucking shit. so when he was smol he wandered throguh the alleyways of his neighborhood looking for work and he came across these street fights and stuff, where people bet and stuff for who would win. so he ended up getting into that and stuff and at first since you were a pathetic unironic meme he got decimated and lost a lot of money that he stole from his brothers n stuff and ofc everyone fought over where it went since they had no idea where tf it went. but eventually he learned he's smol and he can use that to his advantage or he trained himself to get stronker and he did get stronk and he started being able to beat ppl up and got some sicc cash for the fam. the bad thing is when u get beat up by like a kid ur pissed. so while he did start coming home with more $$$ as he got stronker and better at fighting some of the people he beat stalked him home for their fucking money back and when he wasnt at home they just looted their poor ass house or beat up one of his siblings when they were off to anime school. legit it ends up having one sister dead (6 left) and one older brother is caught for drug dealing and sent to jail (5 left ayYY). his mom is rlly strongly discouraging her kids from doing bad stuff for cash but considering how they're desperate for anything to live off of since they can barely scrape food off the table she couldnt really stop them either. she eventually learns that this borkf is doing these street fights and stuff for money and they have a lot of property damage stuff to pay for and them getting looted and stuff and it was because of him and go cant rlly cover that up anymore. so sHE REALLY DOENT WANNA SHE LOVES HIM VERY MUCH but she cant jeopardize her other kids anymore she's already really exhausted and stressed from losing like 3. so she ends up leaving go in an alleyway and saying that she'll pick him up soon and abandons him there + moves away so people cant target them anymore.


he was kinda homeless for a bit but he found a good bork friend who he hung out with for a few months until he got shot so bye bork. an edgy teen picked him up when he was smol and he joined the fucking mafia and legit within a few months became one of the division heads since he beat people up for a living he fucking conquered son





Extra



Statistics Strength Perception Endurance Charisma Wit Agility Brutality


Arms
Wooden sword he totally did not steal.
His bare hands. Yeah, manly things! Football! Grills!


Trivia
Has a crippling fear of rats. He's convinced Chess over 3 times to call an exterminator or he'd call out the entire Division, and made a bro-pact to erase every rat in the place.
A crybaby (he tantrums constantly and gets frustrated super easily).
Has numerous scars and bandages on him at all times, and there are sicc-ass battle scars down his back and stomach.
he's fucking shredded
like he's short as fuck but jesus christ he's ripped
Had a dog who was shot to death and he got piercings dedicated to the age he was when his dog died.
He dyed his hair. What? A deeper shade of red than his already red hair.
god almighty he's ripped tho he will break u in half
i wish i was kidding
boRK bork borkf
"Don't talk to me or my son ever again" - Xiangqi
He can spraypaint really well and swears it's his only redeeming artistic quality.
he owns a dog calendar
his senior quote was "I'm not a furry."
A god at kendo.
Swears like a drunk sailor at all times.
Served as the head offense and leader of the Rook Division, known for its delinquents.
Failed at Chinese Checkers he broke the board multiple times he has never gone past 4th place.










 


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CHECKERBOARD SYNDICATE




 


The Checkerboard Syndicate was a rather well-known branch from a growing mafia group (criminal organization) with underground garrisons scattered in a few cities. The Checkerboard Syndicate contained a variety of methods to "divide and conquer" in comparison to other competing organizations. It was broken into 4 divisions, all maintained by a few head members.





 



 



 



Chessmasters




"CHESSMASTERS" were what these head members were called. They didn't hold a specific role, but rather had a proficiency or general experience in each. There weren't a lot, and they typically served to be the order-givers and strategizers. Other times, it was where most hitmen and assassins were present. People admitted as a Chessmaster usually graduate from one of the other 3 divisions.



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Chess






General



Name
???


Nickname
Chess


Age
17


Height
5'7


Gender
???





Personality



Personality
Chess is a rather silent, callous, and cautious individual. It's not often that they speak, generally remaining silent in any situation that they can, though when they do, their tone is ambigious and apathetic. They hold a stern, business-like demeanor, and appears to be very wary and suspcious of others very quickly, including those of their own group. For a large duration of their life, Chess was held in isolation from the rest of society, watching others die with prejudice and taking the lives of others without taking the sonder of other's lives into their own mind, holding an unsympatheticview of the world. With a lack of affection given and shown, Chess comes off as straightforward and ocassionally rude to anyone who tries to get to know them.


As nonchalant and cool they're percieved as, Chess holds a lot of social anxiety and paranoia about the world, quickly and falsely believing that there will always be a threat and that they're doing something wrong, causing many normal scenarios for others to be emotionally and physically draining for Chess. Their constant paranoia in fear that they've done something wrong or that their life is in danger is the source of Chess' favoritism in solitude.





Background



Background
alright fam u got some arranged marriage shit that goes down and then boom chess is real. big papi (who's head mobster) is like "ok arranged marriages = connections = power" while mom is like "lmao u sexist bastard we can just treat this baby like everyone else" and both dont give a shit about this thing they really want power through any means and both like hate each other so they 1v1 a lot except with guns its a gunv1. so chess grows up forced to do what both of them want so like mom is "ok make them be a hitmeme" and they get all this sick-ass training montage or really tired 11 year old holding a gun experience for like only 14 years or something while big papi is like "ok we gotta make connections" and throws them into arranged marriages and stuff and its not fun like you're 10 and this weird sketchy 26 year old with two cigars is like 'hey bby got kik' and its a very not fun experience. so when big papi and mom are having a gunv1 papi fucking shoots her in the head and whoops she's dead guess who has squad rights now and chess has to help bury her body but hey u barely knew her anyway and she treated them like a stranger/ any other memeber. chess is old enough to go on solo hitmeme missions after like 16 years of dying internally and they lowkey realize "if i dont look like a gril sketchy 25 year olds arent as interested" and now they're here





Extra



Statistics Strength Perception Endurance Charisma Wit Agility Aim


Arms
Nearly always found with a colt revolver or a semi-automatic pistol on hand
Contrabands are often strapped onto their ankles or wrists.
Black powder as an instant grenade once shot from a distance.
Model 82A1sniper is their "child", but it isn't easy to lug around.


Trivia
Usually masculine looking because they wanted to get out of some shitty arranged marriages their dad set up for them.
Bandage on left cheek has similar purpose to eyeblack has.
Hair covers over right eye with a similar usage that pirates wore eyepatches: in order to adjust quicker and clearer in the dark.
Panics when ordering pizza over the phone.
"u see this fuck slap yo girls ass wyd" "attend her funeral"
Can go days without eating.
Or sleeping.
There are rumours that they're dead and they don't deny it.
Their teammates are the closest thing to an affectionate family that they've ever recieved.
smiles are like a 2 year thing but that's if you're lucky other then that it's impossible
emotions are impossible too
#makechesssmileagain
Xi violently forces them to eat and sleep.
Often stays up days at a time because they're paranoid something bad will happen to either themself once caught off guard.
Doesn't have a birth certificate and legally doesn't exist.
Wears a lot of hand-me downs from Xi, and often confuses clothing with Go despite their different heights.
Looks that could kill you and will literally kill you.










 








 










Knights




"KNIGHTS" had the least amount of people, next to Chessmasters. They focused on spying and gaining intel, ironical to their title. Next to gaining information on a variety of people, a few typically dabbled along the medical field, serving to be some of the few important doctors of the syndicate. While it started off as purely intel, it also became the branch involving the Red Market, where illegal surgeries and organ trade took place.



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Xiangqi






General



Name
Michael Knights


Nickname
Xiangqi (Xi)


Age
17


Height
5'10


Gender
Male





Personality



Personality
Xi serves to be a the most rational (and paternal) figure for the entire gang, fussing over constantly about their own reckless decisions and health. Towards his fellow team members, Xi is prominent and straight among them, treating them like brothers. However, he's friendly, open, and kind to everyone else, genuinely sympathetic and cordial among others and quick to get along with. While a little too fast to trust people, he can be stubborn with his own plans, not easily swayed by others unless justified. Xi is the most, "normal" and mature of the group, usually coming off as the peacekeeper during fights. He holds a high amount of patience (granting him the nickname 'mom'), though he teds to give up easily without thinking of a second plan, pursuing a single idea until it works. Xi applies logic to everyday situations, and holds a pragmatic, astute, yet lovable personality.


He's well-built and durable, though he serves to be one of the "weakest" in the gang, unable to properly fight or defend himself. Seemingly to make up for that, Xi is the medic of the group, having well near advanced information (not expertise, he's still a teenager here) on how to tend to people due to years of assisting his father in his own work.





Background



Background
pop was a hot surgeon and mom was a hot doctor its a nice combination and congrats you have this little plant thing. but the thing was that his mom was like not ok and other not as hot doctors were like "bRO THIS IS A BAD IDEA" but she's like "LMAO I WANT A SON AND HE'S GONNA BE GREAT GG WORLD" except she doesnt do a die but she gets super weak since her body cant handle this shit. so his pap was v dedicated and he wanted to make his mom ok and stuff so he was like "hey can i help my wife" and the hospital stuff was like "you cant do that bcus 2 close of a relationship u cant handle that stuff" and he's like >:< or something. so overnight and stuff when no one's really around in this pretty crappy neighborhood with an eeH hospital he stays up all night trying to figure out how to help her so xi pretty much lives in the hospital. all his friends were like plants (fake asf smh), patients, and other visitors. the visitors he talked to were like "aw look at this littl bean" he was v nice and gave lots of flowers to everyone!! but its a hospital!! so like all the visitors stopped coming back at some point after the person they were visiting was discharged and stuff and all the patients he befriended were discharged or uh di ed and he wasn't really ok with a lot of that. but he grew up wanting to be a doctor and help his mom too and his mom was like "i cant have my husband waste his life on me that couldve been used for a college degree" and she tricks smol xi into PuLLin G THe plUg and yah she's gone. so dad mourns a bit and he's like "u kno what" and he goes to legit join the mafia as an illegal surgeon so ppl like his wife who couldnt get the care that she needed since people were insistent she wouldnt make it (which she wouldn't have and it takes money for that life support ayyy) could get the care and he gets fucking headshotted by someone when he cant save another mob boss' daughter in time on xis birthday now he's here after this edgy teenager picked him up.





Extra



Statistics Strength Perception Endurance Charisma Wit Agility Medical Ability


Arms
Unarmed.
Carries bandages and a basic first aid kit with him.
Many different herbs and plants for medical use.
Has a few books as well, most are AP textbooks, but a few personal favourites.


Trivia
Loves gardening and plants.
Is a plant in disguise.
Fangirls over plants (his favourite are dandelions).
Not allergic to poison ivy and is completely unaffected by hay fever.
Names all his plants and takes personal offense if you disregard their names.
"Borrows" some of Jeson's books to try and spare Jeson mental anguish and unlock the mystery to why he's so cringy. It'll happen, one day.
Likes to brag about his 2 sons and daughter to all his friends.
Confirmed suburban mother as he won the bakesale and slam dunked Helen's gluten free cokies into the trash where they belong.
Probably cried when he got piercings.
Enjoys tea.
Thought eating just tea leaves was cool when he saw Chess eating a handful of coffee beans and tried it and learned it was not worth it.
The only one that can actually cook something edible and trustworthy.
Ocassionaly wears coloured contacts so his eyes can be even.
Wonders if he's a Gary Stu sometimes since he has green hair and heterochromia.
Had a one-sided Crush on Chess for a little bit before getting violently friendzoned.
Will fight Helen at the grovery store for his kid's morning cereal.
Doesn't deserve to b in the mafia and is planning on quitting once he gets to college.
Neatest person out of everyone and organizes everyone's rooms while they're gone.
Serves as the doctor and suburban mother/father figure of the group.
Tends to win 1st-2nd at Chinese Checker night.










 








 










Kings




"KINGS" focused more on influence and typically creative connections with a variety of people. It was primarily through these secretive social networks where bribes took place, black market auctions, and anything involving a large amount of people and associating oneself. It also focused on covering up any noticed crimes, known as "framing". Able to use the concept of blackmailing to push blame onto someone else, fabricated friendships was what they were best at.



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Jeson Mor






General



Name
Nolan Kings


Nickname
Jeson Mor


Age
18


Height
6'0


Gender
Male





Personality



Personality
Jeson is a charming, rather theatrical, and charismatic young man whose defining character trait is a strong sense of vanity and importance in one's appearance. A gentleman who always seems to look out for people in a rather operatic and melodramatic fashion, Jeson seems to hold other's intentions close to heart, and knows what to say to really get into someone's heart. That is... if he really has one himself. Despite his courteous and cultivated disposition, he takes enjoyment in the discomfort and anguish of others, especially through gossip and manipulation of others. His theatrical sophistication and kindness has become so permanently embedded in his demeanor and identity that not even his teammates are aware whether he's acting or naturally like that. Jeson appears to be an attractive male whose amicable, captivating personality seems to win the hearts of many. If he really means it, of course.


Due to a rough past, he holds an unhealthy co-dependency towards Chess, placing his sense of integrity, respect in individuality, and pomposity solely on Chess' existence, often going into an unnatural phase of despondency and self-loathing without their presence (insisting the group will die or that his death would be crucial to the group's survival, being overly-negative).


His ability to act and lie phenomenally makes him well feared by mafia competitors.





Background



Background
his puny 5'1 dad inherited shit from his dead brother aka an entire fucking casino (King's Casino it's apparently hella well known in this universe) and he's filthy fucking rich. bcus he was filthy fucking rich in a fairly bad neighborhood and living the life he didnt really care too much for his kids, but not like in the neglect way, like he just kinda tossed money at them and didnt care too much on what they did since he's rich ohoho cash. so jeson and his brother (raphael) were smol beans confused but fucking littered in money and their mom was a very shy weenie who loved them a lot. so his puny 5'1 dad and shy mom go on their honeymoon with their fucking rich asf casino profits and his dads like "i can just hire someone to watch them bcus im rich yo" and that doesnt work out when jeson gets fucking kidnapped at like 4. he's the son to a rich asf casino owner so they want ransom and they kinda hold him hostage until they can get in contact and his dads like "YA OK NOT GOOD BUT D.W I HAVE ENOUGH MONEY TO BREAK EM OUT AND CALL THE COPS AND GET EM BACK" except the plane gets into an accident and shit and v few ppeople survived one being his mom his dad is down with his self esteem somewhere at the bottom of the fucking sea. his mom is traumatized and also fairly badly injured and she has some rlly bad shock amnesia so she cant really remember anything not even her name and shes not v ok she's pretty unstable so she cant really inherit this rich asf casino anymore. raph, his like 2 year younger brother snucc out of their rich asf home at night to look for jeson and we dont know where he is so no casino for u. so it goes to some person jeson has no idea who the fuck they are its like some inheritance friend i guess and they shove this kid out in the middle of no where since the ransom wont work as well with some fucking stranger might as well kidnap his wife/kid or something instead of this random child. jesons like "oh am i gonna starve thats not cool" and this old hag picks him up and lets him stay in this giant ass mansion with a broken ass family we can get into detail w/ later, but p much all the maids were angry about being used so they're all bitter and two faced. jeson doesnt know where the fuc k his family is so he just kinda stays around and ppl like stepping on him and forcing him to do work since he cant really deny it and he genuinelly thinks these ppl appreciate having him around when they learned "oh!! if we make this kid think we like him we can get paid for doing nothing!!". he ends up growing up w/ that philosophy too so he joins this circle of "lmao u use me i use u" and he ends up getting v popular + v fucking hated since he's a sly >:3c and gets fired after a bunch of maids r like "s-senpai jeson is b-being ijiwaru desu!!!" and he gets fired once everyone gets on the "haha we can get our coworkers fired" game and he just kinda uses ppl to make a living before this edgy teen calls him a pathetic worthless shit and he somehow worships them





Extra



Statistics Strength Perception Endurance Charisma Wit Agility Attractiveness


Arms
Rope.
Usually a tazer or pepper spray it really varies.
Butterfly knife but not very often.


Trivia
Refers to females with love, darling, and sweetie.
Refers to males with honey, dear, and sweetheart.
Knows fluent French and Italian.
"You're the reason you should never go to France or Italy alone" - Chess
"Mon amour~"
~
Has his own sparkle sound effect.
Broke more girl's hearts than stars in the sky.
Is he gay? Is he straight? We're pretty sure he's straight but honestly we're not sure he really likes pushing that boundary.
He's a sadist he really needs to chill.
Still a virgin and we genuinelly don't know how or why.
Holds the memory of 50 billion angry wives combined he will // ne v e r forget//
Has an infinite supply of roses to either hand out or put in his mouth and we want him to stop.
Serves as the framer, negotiater, and kidnapper of the gang.
Yeah he's kidnapped people it's his job
hE'S NOT A GOOD PERSON
oh he also dyed his hair somewhere while he was still working as a house servant his original hair colour is brown and his eyes are green
yes he uses coloured contacts
u cringy fuck
he's also really meme savvy its inspirational
Tends to win 2nd-3rd in Chinese Checkers.










 








 










Rooks




"ROOKS" were the most popular group. They, don't particularly have a role, other than to be thugs, goons, and crudely follow orders. It was a rather large and carefree group of people, considered delinquents by the general public. While serving under the Checkerboard Syndicate, Rooks carried their own social system. There were regularly scheduled matches, tournaments, and games among the Rooks. They held there own rankings, where winning matches grants you "Thoroughfare Credits", allowing you to save them to rise in rankings, or spend them on things within the Rooks such as illegal weapons.



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Go






General



Name
Ness Rooks


Nickname
Go


Age
19


Height
5'3


Gender
Male





Personality



Personality
Go is hot-headed and short tempered, always ready for a fight. Whether or not it be good for himself or anyone around him, he seems to be the first to start up trouble. Go has a rather punk or roguish look on the world, seeing it as a much more "rough-and-tough" place than it really is, easily growing frustrated or enraged at little things. Easily irritable, Go tends to push situations to rush them, and doesn't think through scenarios and their consequences, very much an act-before-you-think type of guy. Outside of his typically irritable and indignant state, he's loud and upfront to people, especially his friends, on how he feels, causing him to be considered rude to a degree. Violence is the first action that he resorts to, causing a comical chain reaction of him being restrained by the rest of the group. His sense of sarcasm is slightly faltered, though his strength isn't something to mess with.


Picking a fight with him without a plan has almost a sure chance of sending you directly into a coma. He isn't high in the Rook Division for nothing. Though... he isn't the brightest star...


Towards his teammates, while still getting into plenty of playful bickering and teasing with them, he's extremely loyal to whom he considers his friends. He jokes around constantly, and doesn't take joy in watching other's apprehension and sadness. Go is known to both accidently and purposefully make a fool out of himself simply to cause others to laugh or smile. Both his fights and general personality are very emotionally-reliant.





Background



Background
his mom ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)ed around for money a lot s he has like 8 sibling 6 brothers and 2 sisters. they didnt exactly live in the best conditions aka they were fucknig batshit poor and his mom learned that what she was doing wasnt exactly helping her situation, so she went to work like a good citizen!! but she didnt exactly have a lot of redeemable experience so jobs werent v merciful in hiring her, so she did a lot of hard labour for work. go's family was fuckin wild they all killed each other for like a single corn chip they fought a lot for food and basic necessities they needed and it ended with one brother running away too so haha 7 left. go's 2 older brothers became drug dealers for money so he didnt really have very good influences around him. so while his brothers were like "yah dont be a drug dealer do good in skul" go was like 100% sure that to help his mom he needed to do bad fucking shit. so when he was smol he wandered throguh the alleyways of his neighborhood looking for work and he came across these street fights and stuff, where people bet and stuff for who would win. so he ended up getting into that and stuff and at first since you were a pathetic unironic meme he got decimated and lost a lot of money that he stole from his brothers n stuff and ofc everyone fought over where it went since they had no idea where tf it went. but eventually he learned he's smol and he can use that to his advantage or he trained himself to get stronker and he did get stronk and he started being able to beat ppl up and got some sicc cash for the fam. the bad thing is when u get beat up by like a kid ur pissed. so while he did start coming home with more $$$ as he got stronker and better at fighting some of the people he beat stalked him home for their fucking money back and when he wasnt at home they just looted their poor ass house or beat up one of his siblings when they were off to anime school. legit it ends up having one sister dead (6 left) and one older brother is caught for drug dealing and sent to jail (5 left ayYY). his mom is rlly strongly discouraging her kids from doing bad stuff for cash but considering how they're desperate for anything to live off of since they can barely scrape food off the table she couldnt really stop them either. she eventually learns that this borkf is doing these street fights and stuff for money and they have a lot of property damage stuff to pay for and them getting looted and stuff and it was because of him and go cant rlly cover that up anymore. so sHE REALLY DOENT WANNA SHE LOVES HIM VERY MUCH but she cant jeopardize her other kids anymore she's already really exhausted and stressed from losing like 3. so she ends up leaving go in an alleyway and saying that she'll pick him up soon and abandons him there + moves away so people cant target them anymore.


he was kinda homeless for a bit but he found a good bork friend who he hung out with for a few months until he got shot so bye bork. an edgy teen picked him up when he was smol and he joined the fucking mafia and legit within a few months became one of the division heads since he beat people up for a living he fucking conquered son





Extra



Statistics Strength Perception Endurance Charisma Wit Agility Brutality


Arms
Wooden sword he totally did not steal.
His bare hands. Yeah, manly things! Football! Grills!


Trivia
Has a crippling fear of rats. He's convinced Chess over 3 times to call an exterminator or he'd call out the entire Division, and made a bro-pact to erase every rat in the place.
A crybaby (he tantrums constantly and gets frustrated super easily).
Has numerous scars and bandages on him at all times, and there are sicc-ass battle scars down his back and stomach.
he's fucking shredded
like he's short as fuck but jesus christ he's ripped
Had a dog who was shot to death and he got piercings dedicated to the age he was when his dog died.
He dyed his hair. What? A deeper shade of red than his already red hair.
god almighty he's ripped tho he will break u in half
i wish i was kidding
boRK bork borkf
"Don't talk to me or my son ever again" - Xiangqi
He can spraypaint really well and swears it's his only redeeming artistic quality.
he owns a dog calendar
his senior quote was "I'm not a furry."
A god at kendo.
Swears like a drunk sailor at all times.
Served as the head offense and leader of the Rook Division, known for its delinquents.
Failed at Chinese Checkers he broke the board multiple times he has never gone past 4th place.










 








 



CHECKERBOARD SYNDICATE




 


The Checkerboard Syndicate was a rather well-known branch from a growing mafia group (criminal organization) with underground garrisons scattered in a few cities. The Checkerboard Syndicate contained a variety of methods to "divide and conquer" in comparison to other competing organizations. It was broken into 4 divisions, all maintained by a few head members.





 



 



 



Chessmasters




"CHESSMASTERS" were what these head members were called. They didn't hold a specific role, but rather had a proficiency or general experience in each. There weren't a lot, and they typically served to be the order-givers and strategizers. Other times, it was where most hitmen and assassins were present. People admitted as a Chessmaster usually graduate from one of the other 3 divisions.


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Chess






General



Name
???


Nickname
Chess


Age
17


Height
5'7


Gender
???





Personality



Personality
Chess is a rather silent, callous, and cautious individual. It's not often that they speak, generally remaining silent in any situation that they can, though when they do, their tone is ambigious and apathetic. They hold a stern, business-like demeanor, and appears to be very wary and suspcious of others very quickly, including those of their own group. For a large duration of their life, Chess was held in isolation from the rest of society, watching others die with prejudice and taking the lives of others without taking the sonder of other's lives into their own mind, holding an unsympatheticview of the world. With a lack of affection given and shown, Chess comes off as straightforward and ocassionally rude to anyone who tries to get to know them.


As nonchalant and cool they're percieved as, Chess holds a lot of social anxiety and paranoia about the world, quickly and falsely believing that there will always be a threat and that they're doing something wrong, causing many normal scenarios for others to be emotionally and physically draining for Chess. Their constant paranoia in fear that they've done something wrong or that their life is in danger is the source of Chess' favoritism in solitude.





Background



Background
alright fam u got some arranged marriage shit that goes down and then boom chess is real. big papi (who's head mobster) is like "ok arranged marriages = connections = power" while mom is like "lmao u sexist bastard we can just treat this baby like everyone else" and both dont give a shit about this thing they really want power through any means and both like hate each other so they 1v1 a lot except with guns its a gunv1. so chess grows up forced to do what both of them want so like mom is "ok make them be a hitmeme" and they get all this sick-ass training montage or really tired 11 year old holding a gun experience for like only 14 years or something while big papi is like "ok we gotta make connections" and throws them into arranged marriages and stuff and its not fun like you're 10 and this weird sketchy 26 year old with two cigars is like 'hey bby got kik' and its a very not fun experience. so when big papi and mom are having a gunv1 papi fucking shoots her in the head and whoops she's dead guess who has squad rights now and chess has to help bury her body but hey u barely knew her anyway and she treated them like a stranger/ any other memeber. chess is old enough to go on solo hitmeme missions after like 16 years of dying internally and they lowkey realize "if i dont look like a gril sketchy 25 year olds arent as interested" and now they're here





Extra



Statistics Strength Perception Endurance Charisma Wit Agility Aim


Arms
Nearly always found with a colt revolver or a semi-automatic pistol on hand
Contrabands are often strapped onto their ankles or wrists.
Black powder as an instant grenade once shot from a distance.
Model 82A1sniper is their "child", but it isn't easy to lug around.


Trivia
Usually masculine looking because they wanted to get out of some shitty arranged marriages their dad set up for them.
Bandage on left cheek has similar purpose to eyeblack has.
Hair covers over right eye with a similar usage that pirates wore eyepatches: in order to adjust quicker and clearer in the dark.
Panics when ordering pizza over the phone.
"u see this fuck slap yo girls ass wyd" "attend her funeral"
Can go days without eating.
Or sleeping.
There are rumours that they're dead and they don't deny it.
Their teammates are the closest thing to an affectionate family that they've ever recieved.
smiles are like a 2 year thing but that's if you're lucky other then that it's impossible
emotions are impossible too
#makechesssmileagain
Xi violently forces them to eat and sleep.
Often stays up days at a time because they're paranoid something bad will happen to either themself once caught off guard.
Doesn't have a birth certificate and legally doesn't exist.
Wears a lot of hand-me downs from Xi, and often confuses clothing with Go despite their different heights.
Looks that could kill you and will literally kill you.










 








 










Knights




"KNIGHTS" had the least amount of people, next to Chessmasters. They focused on spying and gaining intel, ironical to their title. Next to gaining information on a variety of people, a few typically dabbled along the medical field, serving to be some of the few important doctors of the syndicate. While it started off as purely intel, it also became the branch involving the Red Market, where illegal surgeries and organ trade took place.


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Xiangqi






General



Name
Michael Knights


Nickname
Xiangqi (Xi)


Age
17


Height
5'10


Gender
Male





Personality



Personality
Xi serves to be a the most rational (and paternal) figure for the entire gang, fussing over constantly about their own reckless decisions and health. Towards his fellow team members, Xi is prominent and straight among them, treating them like brothers. However, he's friendly, open, and kind to everyone else, genuinely sympathetic and cordial among others and quick to get along with. While a little too fast to trust people, he can be stubborn with his own plans, not easily swayed by others unless justified. Xi is the most, "normal" and mature of the group, usually coming off as the peacekeeper during fights. He holds a high amount of patience (granting him the nickname 'mom'), though he teds to give up easily without thinking of a second plan, pursuing a single idea until it works. Xi applies logic to everyday situations, and holds a pragmatic, astute, yet lovable personality.


He's well-built and durable, though he serves to be one of the "weakest" in the gang, unable to properly fight or defend himself. Seemingly to make up for that, Xi is the medic of the group, having well near advanced information (not expertise, he's still a teenager here) on how to tend to people due to years of assisting his father in his own work.





Background



Background
pop was a hot surgeon and mom was a hot doctor its a nice combination and congrats you have this little plant thing. but the thing was that his mom was like not ok and other not as hot doctors were like "bRO THIS IS A BAD IDEA" but she's like "LMAO I WANT A SON AND HE'S GONNA BE GREAT GG WORLD" except she doesnt do a die but she gets super weak since her body cant handle this shit. so his pap was v dedicated and he wanted to make his mom ok and stuff so he was like "hey can i help my wife" and the hospital stuff was like "you cant do that bcus 2 close of a relationship u cant handle that stuff" and he's like >:< or something. so overnight and stuff when no one's really around in this pretty crappy neighborhood with an eeH hospital he stays up all night trying to figure out how to help her so xi pretty much lives in the hospital. all his friends were like plants (fake asf smh), patients, and other visitors. the visitors he talked to were like "aw look at this littl bean" he was v nice and gave lots of flowers to everyone!! but its a hospital!! so like all the visitors stopped coming back at some point after the person they were visiting was discharged and stuff and all the patients he befriended were discharged or uh di ed and he wasn't really ok with a lot of that. but he grew up wanting to be a doctor and help his mom too and his mom was like "i cant have my husband waste his life on me that couldve been used for a college degree" and she tricks smol xi into PuLLin G THe plUg and yah she's gone. so dad mourns a bit and he's like "u kno what" and he goes to legit join the mafia as an illegal surgeon so ppl like his wife who couldnt get the care that she needed since people were insistent she wouldnt make it (which she wouldn't have and it takes money for that life support ayyy) could get the care and he gets fucking headshotted by someone when he cant save another mob boss' daughter in time on xis birthday now he's here after this edgy teenager picked him up.





Extra



Statistics Strength Perception Endurance Charisma Wit Agility Medical Ability


Arms
Unarmed.
Carries bandages and a basic first aid kit with him.
Many different herbs and plants for medical use.
Has a few books as well, most are AP textbooks, but a few personal favourites.


Trivia
Loves gardening and plants.
Is a plant in disguise.
Fangirls over plants (his favourite are dandelions).
Not allergic to poison ivy and is completely unaffected by hay fever.
Names all his plants and takes personal offense if you disregard their names.
"Borrows" some of Jeson's books to try and spare Jeson mental anguish and unlock the mystery to why he's so cringy. It'll happen, one day.
Likes to brag about his 2 sons and daughter to all his friends.
Confirmed suburban mother as he won the bakesale and slam dunked Helen's gluten free cokies into the trash where they belong.
Probably cried when he got piercings.
Enjoys tea.
Thought eating just tea leaves was cool when he saw Chess eating a handful of coffee beans and tried it and learned it was not worth it.
The only one that can actually cook something edible and trustworthy.
Ocassionaly wears coloured contacts so his eyes can be even.
Wonders if he's a Gary Stu sometimes since he has green hair and heterochromia.
Had a one-sided Crush on Chess for a little bit before getting violently friendzoned.
Will fight Helen at the grovery store for his kid's morning cereal.
Doesn't deserve to b in the mafia and is planning on quitting once he gets to college.
Neatest person out of everyone and organizes everyone's rooms while they're gone.
Serves as the doctor and suburban mother/father figure of the group.
Tends to win 1st-2nd at Chinese Checker night.










 








 










Kings




"KINGS" focused more on influence and typically creative connections with a variety of people. It was primarily through these secretive social networks where bribes took place, black market auctions, and anything involving a large amount of people and associating oneself. It also focused on covering up any noticed crimes, known as "framing". Able to use the concept of blackmailing to push blame onto someone else, fabricated friendships was what they were best at.


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Jeson Mor






General



Name
Nolan Kings


Nickname
Jeson Mor


Age
18


Height
6'0


Gender
Male





Personality



Personality
Jeson is a charming, rather theatrical, and charismatic young man whose defining character trait is a strong sense of vanity and importance in one's appearance. A gentleman who always seems to look out for people in a rather operatic and melodramatic fashion, Jeson seems to hold other's intentions close to heart, and knows what to say to really get into someone's heart. That is... if he really has one himself. Despite his courteous and cultivated disposition, he takes enjoyment in the discomfort and anguish of others, especially through gossip and manipulation of others. His theatrical sophistication and kindness has become so permanently embedded in his demeanor and identity that not even his teammates are aware whether he's acting or naturally like that. Jeson appears to be an attractive male whose amicable, captivating personality seems to win the hearts of many. If he really means it, of course.


Due to a rough past, he holds an unhealthy co-dependency towards Chess, placing his sense of integrity, respect in individuality, and pomposity solely on Chess' existence, often going into an unnatural phase of despondency and self-loathing without their presence (insisting the group will die or that his death would be crucial to the group's survival, being overly-negative).


His ability to act and lie phenomenally makes him well feared by mafia competitors.





Background



Background
his puny 5'1 dad inherited shit from his dead brother aka an entire fucking casino (King's Casino it's apparently hella well known in this universe) and he's filthy fucking rich. bcus he was filthy fucking rich in a fairly bad neighborhood and living the life he didnt really care too much for his kids, but not like in the neglect way, like he just kinda tossed money at them and didnt care too much on what they did since he's rich ohoho cash. so jeson and his brother (raphael) were smol beans confused but fucking littered in money and their mom was a very shy weenie who loved them a lot. so his puny 5'1 dad and shy mom go on their honeymoon with their fucking rich asf casino profits and his dads like "i can just hire someone to watch them bcus im rich yo" and that doesnt work out when jeson gets fucking kidnapped at like 4. he's the son to a rich asf casino owner so they want ransom and they kinda hold him hostage until they can get in contact and his dads like "YA OK NOT GOOD BUT D.W I HAVE ENOUGH MONEY TO BREAK EM OUT AND CALL THE COPS AND GET EM BACK" except the plane gets into an accident and shit and v few ppeople survived one being his mom his dad is down with his self esteem somewhere at the bottom of the fucking sea. his mom is traumatized and also fairly badly injured and she has some rlly bad shock amnesia so she cant really remember anything not even her name and shes not v ok she's pretty unstable so she cant really inherit this rich asf casino anymore. raph, his like 2 year younger brother snucc out of their rich asf home at night to look for jeson and we dont know where he is so no casino for u. so it goes to some person jeson has no idea who the fuck they are its like some inheritance friend i guess and they shove this kid out in the middle of no where since the ransom wont work as well with some fucking stranger might as well kidnap his wife/kid or something instead of this random child. jesons like "oh am i gonna starve thats not cool" and this old hag picks him up and lets him stay in this giant ass mansion with a broken ass family we can get into detail w/ later, but p much all the maids were angry about being used so they're all bitter and two faced. jeson doesnt know where the fuc k his family is so he just kinda stays around and ppl like stepping on him and forcing him to do work since he cant really deny it and he genuinelly thinks these ppl appreciate having him around when they learned "oh!! if we make this kid think we like him we can get paid for doing nothing!!". he ends up growing up w/ that philosophy too so he joins this circle of "lmao u use me i use u" and he ends up getting v popular + v fucking hated since he's a sly >:3c and gets fired after a bunch of maids r like "s-senpai jeson is b-being ijiwaru desu!!!" and he gets fired once everyone gets on the "haha we can get our coworkers fired" game and he just kinda uses ppl to make a living before this edgy teen calls him a pathetic worthless shit and he somehow worships them





Extra



Statistics Strength Perception Endurance Charisma Wit Agility Attractiveness


Arms
Rope.
Usually a tazer or pepper spray it really varies.
Butterfly knife but not very often.


Trivia
Refers to females with love, darling, and sweetie.
Refers to males with honey, dear, and sweetheart.
Knows fluent French and Italian.
"You're the reason you should never go to France or Italy alone" - Chess
"Mon amour~"
~
Has his own sparkle sound effect.
Broke more girl's hearts than stars in the sky.
Is he gay? Is he straight? We're pretty sure he's straight but honestly we're not sure he really likes pushing that boundary.
He's a sadist he really needs to chill.
Still a virgin and we genuinelly don't know how or why.
Holds the memory of 50 billion angry wives combined he will // ne v e r forget//
Has an infinite supply of roses to either hand out or put in his mouth and we want him to stop.
Serves as the framer, negotiater, and kidnapper of the gang.
Yeah he's kidnapped people it's his job
hE'S NOT A GOOD PERSON
oh he also dyed his hair somewhere while he was still working as a house servant his original hair colour is brown and his eyes are green
yes he uses coloured contacts
u cringy fuck
he's also really meme savvy its inspirational
Tends to win 2nd-3rd in Chinese Checkers.










 








 










Rooks




"ROOKS" were the most popular group. They, don't particularly have a role, other than to be thugs, goons, and crudely follow orders. It was a rather large and carefree group of people, considered delinquents by the general public. While serving under the Checkerboard Syndicate, Rooks carried their own social system. There were regularly scheduled matches, tournaments, and games among the Rooks. They held there own rankings, where winning matches grants you "Thoroughfare Credits", allowing you to save them to rise in rankings, or spend them on things within the Rooks such as illegal weapons.


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Go






General



Name
Ness Rooks


Nickname
Go


Age
19


Height
5'3


Gender
Male





Personality



Personality
Go is hot-headed and short tempered, always ready for a fight. Whether or not it be good for himself or anyone around him, he seems to be the first to start up trouble. Go has a rather punk or roguish look on the world, seeing it as a much more "rough-and-tough" place than it really is, easily growing frustrated or enraged at little things. Easily irritable, Go tends to push situations to rush them, and doesn't think through scenarios and their consequences, very much an act-before-you-think type of guy. Outside of his typically irritable and indignant state, he's loud and upfront to people, especially his friends, on how he feels, causing him to be considered rude to a degree. Violence is the first action that he resorts to, causing a comical chain reaction of him being restrained by the rest of the group. His sense of sarcasm is slightly faltered, though his strength isn't something to mess with.


Picking a fight with him without a plan has almost a sure chance of sending you directly into a coma. He isn't high in the Rook Division for nothing. Though... he isn't the brightest star...


Towards his teammates, while still getting into plenty of playful bickering and teasing with them, he's extremely loyal to whom he considers his friends. He jokes around constantly, and doesn't take joy in watching other's apprehension and sadness. Go is known to both accidently and purposefully make a fool out of himself simply to cause others to laugh or smile. Both his fights and general personality are very emotionally-reliant.





Background



Background
his mom ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)ed around for money a lot s he has like 8 sibling 6 brothers and 2 sisters. they didnt exactly live in the best conditions aka they were fucknig batshit poor and his mom learned that what she was doing wasnt exactly helping her situation, so she went to work like a good citizen!! but she didnt exactly have a lot of redeemable experience so jobs werent v merciful in hiring her, so she did a lot of hard labour for work. go's family was fuckin wild they all killed each other for like a single corn chip they fought a lot for food and basic necessities they needed and it ended with one brother running away too so haha 7 left. go's 2 older brothers became drug dealers for money so he didnt really have very good influences around him. so while his brothers were like "yah dont be a drug dealer do good in skul" go was like 100% sure that to help his mom he needed to do bad fucking shit. so when he was smol he wandered throguh the alleyways of his neighborhood looking for work and he came across these street fights and stuff, where people bet and stuff for who would win. so he ended up getting into that and stuff and at first since you were a pathetic unironic meme he got decimated and lost a lot of money that he stole from his brothers n stuff and ofc everyone fought over where it went since they had no idea where tf it went. but eventually he learned he's smol and he can use that to his advantage or he trained himself to get stronker and he did get stronk and he started being able to beat ppl up and got some sicc cash for the fam. the bad thing is when u get beat up by like a kid ur pissed. so while he did start coming home with more $$$ as he got stronker and better at fighting some of the people he beat stalked him home for their fucking money back and when he wasnt at home they just looted their poor ass house or beat up one of his siblings when they were off to anime school. legit it ends up having one sister dead (6 left) and one older brother is caught for drug dealing and sent to jail (5 left ayYY). his mom is rlly strongly discouraging her kids from doing bad stuff for cash but considering how they're desperate for anything to live off of since they can barely scrape food off the table she couldnt really stop them either. she eventually learns that this borkf is doing these street fights and stuff for money and they have a lot of property damage stuff to pay for and them getting looted and stuff and it was because of him and go cant rlly cover that up anymore. so sHE REALLY DOENT WANNA SHE LOVES HIM VERY MUCH but she cant jeopardize her other kids anymore she's already really exhausted and stressed from losing like 3. so she ends up leaving go in an alleyway and saying that she'll pick him up soon and abandons him there + moves away so people cant target them anymore.


he was kinda homeless for a bit but he found a good bork friend who he hung out with for a few months until he got shot so bye bork. an edgy teen picked him up when he was smol and he joined the fucking mafia and legit within a few months became one of the division heads since he beat people up for a living he fucking conquered son





Extra



Statistics Strength Perception Endurance Charisma Wit Agility Brutality


Arms
Wooden sword he totally did not steal.
His bare hands. Yeah, manly things! Football! Grills!


Trivia
Has a crippling fear of rats. He's convinced Chess over 3 times to call an exterminator or he'd call out the entire Division, and made a bro-pact to erase every rat in the place.
A crybaby (he tantrums constantly and gets frustrated super easily).
Has numerous scars and bandages on him at all times, and there are sicc-ass battle scars down his back and stomach.
he's fucking shredded
like he's short as fuck but jesus christ he's ripped
Had a dog who was shot to death and he got piercings dedicated to the age he was when his dog died.
He dyed his hair. What? A deeper shade of red than his already red hair.
god almighty he's ripped tho he will break u in half
i wish i was kidding
boRK bork borkf
"Don't talk to me or my son ever again" - Xiangqi
He can spraypaint really well and swears it's his only redeeming artistic quality.
he owns a dog calendar
his senior quote was "I'm not a furry."
A god at kendo.
Swears like a drunk sailor at all times.
Served as the head offense and leader of the Rook Division, known for its delinquents.
Failed at Chinese Checkers he broke the board multiple times he has never gone past 4th place.










 








 














Accepted, are you making your own group?
 
The makeshift screen lit up with video clips of a man wearing a black cloak and a silver mask pulling various tricks on people, including but not limited to: replacing their bullets with blanks or rubber bullets, placing whoopee cushions in their vehicles, chairs, and floors, and placing laxitives in their food and water supplies, and other cruel and unusual pranks...


Until it cut out and replaced itself with a Rick Roll video clip.


The man hiding in the tree was having trouble not laughing.
 
Jacob began to clap in a very loud and deliberate manner.  "I have to admit," he began, yelling at the projector, "I might not kill ya' for that one!"  He adjusted his coat, walking towards the projector.  "I do hope we get to know each other.  I do hope..."  He shook his now lowered head, chuckling to himself at random intervals.  He sauntered back into the warehouse, breaking into a sporadic laughter as he reentered the building.


"What's gotten you so happy?" Zee asked, having recovered from his state of shock and panic.  "Kill a couple flesh-sacks?"  Zee seemed to have a more lighthearted tone now that death seemed out of the question, at least for the moment being.  


"We have a comedian in our city!"  Jacob replied, throwing his arms out at his sides.  "Always nice to know someone cares."  He adjusted his coat.  "Now... you, you... and you,"  He pointed to a few rabbits, one clutching a machete, one with a handgun, and the last with a short metal pipe, "One new rabbit isn't enough, is it?"  He smirked, walking back outside the dilapidated building.  The chosen rabbits following soon after.


Zee went to comforting the newest addition to their gang.
 
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Name: Doc


Age: 25


Gender: Male


Appearance: Doc has a few pounds to lose, but at 5ft 11" he isn't as portly as he thinks he is. Doc has very curly and long brown hair that is puffy since Doc hasn'nt had a haircut in a while


Personality: Doc is very laid back, but his major problems are the fact that he is a crippling alchoholic, and He is a smoker


+Hobbies: The doc is very peculiar. He seems to always get the booze and smokes he wants despire the cololonies help. Doc seems to Always be around, 24 sevel and he'll listen and help anyone whom comes to him... It's odd that Doc seems to be almost impervious to the rest of the worlds wrath, but with how helpful he is can you really afford to care?


+Likes: Doc likes honesty. If you're honest with doc he'll give you whatever you need/want. However doc has a very keen sense on whos lying and seems to enjoy rining any liars on the team. However doc seems Allmost  obsessed with helping others and willl go out of his way to do so


+Dislikes:Doc has an unhealthy obsession with dishonesty... He will go out of his way to reveal the truthe despire personal cost...

Doc has an almost unhealthy obsession with truth, and sometimes Doc seems to know more than he should...


+Extra:

Which out of the groups would you like to join? The Rabbits, the original prison group, the checkboard syndicate?
 
Zen, after watching the presentation. From the projector from afar, was reminded of his younger years he used to be a big prankster when he was around 13 l. He remembered the time he coated the training room floor in oil and got to watch all the new cadets slipping and falling while trying to spar. That one netted him a week in the pit with minimal rashons. "Ahh...good times" as he was reminiscing he notice the man from before walking out of the building with three of the rabbit mask wearing people behind him all carrying weapons. Being who he was zen decided to introduce himself. He simply stood up and bang his scyhthe against a nearby wall making a loud clanging sound.


@11254man
 
Jacob turned his head to face the noise.  Upon seeing Zen, he turned in a grand motion, his coattails fluttering behind him.  "Our illustrious comedian, I assume?"  He began to move towards the man.  The man with the handgun had it trained on Zen, while the other two simply watched from a healthy distance back.
 
Zen smiled"no no that was not me, although I did see who set that up and enjoyed watching it" as he spoke he flipped his scythe up onto his shoulder making note of the gun pointed at him "I was simply wondering if you were looking for a new member. Wandering all this time alone is well...lonely" he shrugged 


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The man in the mask leapt down from the tree he had been hiding in, biting his sleeve to keep himself from laughing. His other hand held the burger, which was almost finished at that point.


After a few moments, he calmed down.


"Nah, just give it a minute."


The laptop suddenly started playing several LOUD electric guitar riffs.


And on the screen was a list of...creators.


They were listed as Master Bates, BallsDeep69, and Hank.


Next to each name was a small clip.


Master Bates appeared to be a man of Asian descent, and was wearing a black wife beater and sweatpants, carrying several bundles of dynamite while running from a girl shouting 'notice me!!!'  He dropped a lit stick and blew up the girl, not stopping at all.


BallsDeep69 was an African American wearing a fleecy vest, surplus army pants, and a long sleeved greyshirt under the vest. He was carrying a bloodstained fire axe and had several puppies on his shoulders, head, and even sticking out of his pockets.


Hank was the man in the silver mask, chowing on a burger (whilst not showing his face) and shooting several zombies in the head with a silenced USP.45, not stopping his munching at all before holstering the pistol and pulling out a detonator. 


"Boom."


And with that, the laptop exploded...into action, playing extremely loud noises repeatedly.


"Peace out, fuckers!" He had rollerskates on his feet and was away before anybody knew it.
 
James chuckled, turning to his men.  "Though my second in command wishes it, we're a big enough gang, and supplies are always finite."  He turned to the man training the gun on Zen.  "However, due to recent circumstances..."  He turned back to Zen.  "I believe a position will open itself up."  In an instant, his knife found itself in the gun-wielding rabbit's throat.  The rabbit stumbled back, clutching it with both his hands, though it was of no use.  The other two rabbits seemed disappointing, though not showing otherworldly amounts of fear.  "We're out for a supply run, if you'd like to join us."  He turned back to his other men.  "Let's get going!  Mission priority's changed."  The gun wielding rabbit was laying against the concrete, drowning in his blood.  He looked down at the rabbit, crouching next to him.  "You really should have seen it coming."  He took the gun from the rabbit's hand, beginning to walk off.


(Aw shiz, I didn't account for the exploding laptop)
 
James was admittedly... surprised by the computer.  "There he is!"  He laughed, turning back to Zen.  "There he is!"  He shook his head, holstering the pistol he had just received.  "I do hope to properly meet them some day."  He wore a giddy smile, calming down a small bit.  "I'm James, if you were ever inclined to ask."  He gave a grandiose bow, before turning around and continuing on.
 
Zen was laughing. The whole scene just seemed completely hilarious to him. Though there was someone dying in front of him he was relatively indifferent to others deaths."my name is zen." He said taking a breath "sure I'll join you l. Not like I have much else to do anyway" 


@11254man
 
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Name: Doc


Age: 25


Gender: Male


Appearance: Doc has a few pounds to lose, but at 5ft 11" he isn't as portly as he thinks he is. Doc has very curly and long brown hair that is puffy since Doc hasn'nt had a haircut in a while


Personality: Doc is very laid back, but his major problems are the fact that he is a crippling alchoholic, and He is a smoker


+Hobbies: The doc is very peculiar. He seems to always get the booze and smokes he wants despire the cololonies help. Doc seems to Always be around, 24 sevel and he'll listen and help anyone whom comes to him... It's odd that Doc seems to be almost impervious to the rest of the worlds wrath, but with how helpful he is can you really afford to care?


+Likes: Doc likes honesty. If you're honest with doc he'll give you whatever you need/want. However doc has a very keen sense on whos lying and seems to enjoy rining any liars on the team. However doc seems Allmost  obsessed with helping others and willl go out of his way to do so


+Dislikes:Doc has an unhealthy obsession with dishonesty... He will go out of his way to reveal the truthe despire personal cost...

Doc has an almost unhealthy obsession with truth, and sometimes Doc seems to know more than he should...


+Extra:

Out of Charecter(( this is perfect. You did a great job and I can't wait to get started. Believe it or not, I actually am an alchoholic. I have tried many terrible drugs... You will soon see the power of my manipulation <3
 
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James motioned for him to join their small caravan of rabbits.  "I like that answer!"  He began to walk down the highway street.


The gun wielding rabbit was, at this point, deceased.


Zee stumbled out the door of the warehouse upon hearing the blaring noises, nail-bat in hand.  "The hell's going on h-"  His attention was grabbed by, of all things, the dead rabbit.  He lowered his head, a concerned and saddened look on his pale face.  "He was a damn good shot..."  He grabbed the body from the pool of blood now surrounding it.  He turned to Jacob, who was a ways away at this point.  "Why do you like killing our own men so much!?"


"The dead don't make close to as great of faces!"  Jacob replied, turning around to face Zee, walking backwards now.  He created a makeshift megaphone with his hands.  "Besides, we already got a replacement!"   Zee turned to face Zen, sighing.  Without saying a word, he began to drag the dead rabbit back into the warehouse.
 
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Zen simply watched their little disagreement. He was a little surprised that someone as ruthless as Jacob would have such a compassionate person with him. He made his way to join Jacob also making note to watch out for any opportunity jacob might have to harm him."so where are we going first?" Zen asked fiddaling with his scythe


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"I have no clue."  Jacob responded, wiping the blood from his knife off on the inside of his tailcoat.  "Look for anything that might have food, water, blankets, booze..."  He shrugged.  "I take suggestions."


The men with Jacob didn't seem much for conversation.
 
"Sounds good to me!"  Jacob replied, glancing at his two men.  "You two up for it?"  one nodded.


The other replied "Sure."  


"That's what I like to hear!" Jacob's knife glistened in the light of the sun.
 
Zen was beginning to understand what type of person Jacob was. The type oporated of their own interests often getting rid of those who don't agree with him and he was completely okay with this."well then let's go hunting" he smiled 


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[SIZE= 36px]Joseph Walker[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 36px](Complete with M4, Beretta 92, and a PB Shield!)[/SIZE]




Joseph saw as the light flicked on in the prison and knew something was going down. He went over to Emma. "What's goin' on, Em?" He asked as he walked up the stairs, shield in hand. His M4 hit against his side and his Beretta was safely tucked in it's holster. "Lights are on and it's blinding me through my visor." He joked.
 
After a few minutes of walking, they came upon a parking lot that had been poorly walled off with I-beams and plywood.  Jacob crouched down, motioning for his men to do the same.  The camp was maybe 15x15 meters, though the number of people inside was unknown.  "Here we are..." Jacob whispered, moving his gun to his hand.  "You, with the pipe, try to scout out how many are in there."  The man nodded, sneaking towards the wall.  Jacob turned to his other two compatriots.  "We'll take back one if they have enough supplies.  I'm sure we can rally him to our cause."  The rabbit that had snuck to the wall was now peering through a crack in one of the plywood boards.  "Don't kill everyone, I mean."


The rabbit moved back to Jacob, squatting next to them.  "Around 10, good amount of food and water.  None too heavily armed, a hunting rifle's really all they got."  


Jacob pat him on his bald head.  "Well done.  Now, we'll attack through the front door I assume?"  Jacob asked.  The man gave a silent nod.


"Wonderful!  Now, let's get going."


(I feel like we ought to let the main group do their thing, just in case we get too far ahead.)
 
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