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Fantasy 𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 — cs. [open]

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l o o k s.
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r o l e s.

THE LEADER.
open — 0/1.

THE SECOND-IN-COMMANDS.
mei huang, granden h. bell, suki aslan — 3/3

THE ELDEST MEMBERS.
tarao no chikuami, vasilisa ivashkov, open — 2/3

THE LOSE CANNONS.
alistair thomson, teddy foster, ryuuzaki ouji — 3/3

THE NEW RECRUITS.
aimi sato, reece wolfthal — 2/2

REGULAR MEMBERS.
zavianna richards, yago orozco.


 
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  • all alone
    connie boswell




    01
    name
    mei ling huang.
    02
    nickname
    mei, meme, open.
    03
    age
    twenty-two.
    04
    d.o.b.
    February 7th, 1906.
    05
    selected date
    August 11th, 1928.
    06
    gender
    cisgender woman.
    07
    sexuality
    bisexual, panromantic.
    08
    role
    second-in-command.
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    billy idol




    01
    name
    alistair j. thomson.
    02
    nickname
    al, ali, open.
    03
    age
    twenty-seven.
    04
    d.o.b.
    July 4th, 1958.
    05
    selected date
    December 18th, 1985.
    06
    gender
    non-binary.
    07
    sexuality
    pan-sexual/romantic.
    08
    role
    loose cannon.
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Teddy Foster
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    name
    Tedrick Foster
    nickname
    Teddy
    gender
    Male
    sexuality
    Unsure, has never really given it much thought
    age
    21 years old
    Selected Date
    September 16, 1952
    role
    Loose Cannon
    Height
    6'1"
    Weight
    176 lbs
    Build
    Muscular - Mesomorph
    Hair Color
    Brown
    Eye Color
    Hazel
    Description or FC
    Face is Xavier Serrano.
    Has a bunch of scars all over his body from years of engaging in extreme activities.
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i am no bird; and no net ensnares me.





















the new recruit



aimi.







full name

aimi sato






nicknames

mimi






age

19






selected date

march 24, 1915






ethnicity

japanese






sexuality

bisexual biromantic

































apple


gfriend




















01.



visage

















height

5'4''






weight

101 lbs






hair c.

brown






eye c.

brown






faceclaim

eunha






build

ectomorph























02.



psyche









Aimi is a very sweet, somewhat naive individual. She's very dedicated to her work and wants to be the very best she can be. Some would consider her a tryhard, but she would rather describe herself as "driven." Aimi is used to being quiet around those who she considers her superiors, but when she feels close to someone she talks their ear off. She's somewhat overly sensitive, and cries easily over pretty much anything.






likes

sweets, reading, dancing






dislikes

spicy foods, bugs, modern technology






fears

going back to her old life, failing at her job


















03.



history









Aimi was born in Japan just before the Taisho period. She was born to a family of dying nobility, and to provide to her family she was sold into life as a "working woman" at the age of 16. Aimi tried her best to be content with her life, and for the most part she found ways to be happy. However, she always longed for more. When a group from the house she was stuck in decided to escape, she gladly joined in. However, when the group was caught Aimi was the one thrown under the bus by the others as the "mastermind" behind the operation. Aimi was sentenced to death for her work against the people keeping her.

It was then, while waiting for the end, that she was faced with Father Time. Of course, Aimi chose to go along with him; What other choice did she have?


















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TARAO-NO-CHIKUAMI
















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CHIKUAMI
—it's different now, i think
full name
TARAO-NO-CHIKUAMI
age
27
gender
CISMALE (HE/HIM)
sexuality
PAN
selected date
30 SEP 1581
role
ELDEST MEMBER
faceclaim
TOSHIRO MIFUNE
height
175 CM
hair
black
eyes
brown
precise
stoic
rigid
cruel

—i wasn't older yet. i wasn't wise, i guess
likes ; exploring taste. dark minimalism. formal to semi-formal techwear. the showa era. isolation both physically and in a crowd. keeping tabs on his bloodline.
dislikes ; physical touch. verbal affection. greed. london circa 1858. loud music, repetitive sounds + voices.

personality ; Being a Timekeeper for such a long time, witnessing the rise and fall of empires, seeing the coming and going of agents, watching as life blooms then dissolves into dust again has left Chikuami’s heart hardened. He is ruthlessly efficient, as adaptive as water, and “clean” comes to mind when describing his work.

Chikuami is exceedingly private, and what is important to him, he keeps close with a chokehold. Toward other agents, he is cold, professional, emotionally distant, though some have been able to translate the affection behind his subtle gestures like finding minute grooves in smooth granite. However, generally speaking, it is true how ocean waves wear down stone, because even the brash agents, given time and persistence, have eked out a momentary lightness from Chikuami.


history ; Tarao-no-Chikuami, that is to say, Chikuami from Tarao, along the border of the Iga Province, was born of peasants, and was the father of peasants. Chikuami was a lumberer in the rough, mountainous terrain, but moonlighted as an Iga rebel against feudal rulers during the Sengoku period. His role was not an important one, in some ways similar to that of a foot soldier, expendable, the tooth of a gear belonging to a much larger machine, but even a tooth, if broken, can set things astray. Call it the tipping of dominos, or call it the butterfly effect—there’s lots of instances in which time likes to splinter.

But to start where history is correct, Japan’s Warring States period and Oda Nobukatsu being placed in control of Ise and moving on Iga territory. Chikuami was not a part of the burning of Maruyama Castle, a show of resistance against the Oda clan, but was among the many that blended into the masses with his title and occupation, trading information with nosey peasants and gathering secrets. He has killed for his land by this point, but has not known battle, though when whispers of invasion washed through the leaves and up the mountain, he was soon taught by those who were far superior than him in skill and stealth the art of guerilla warfare and rudimentary explosives.

When Nobukatsu did invade, his soldiers couldn't touch Chikuami’s small village, and his wife and family were safe. But humiliation instilled a potent want for revenge, in both Nobukatsu and Nobunaga, who didn’t entertain the idea of commoners denying gods. The following months after Nobukatsu’s defeat were of joy, but when the Oda clan’s next plans were intercepted—as every disgruntled soldier likes to be heard—dread was brought to Iga.

An army of four thousand marched on the mountains and the second Tenshō Iga War was a massacre.

Chikuami fought while his village burned, while elders culled the young and proceeded to put themselves to the blade because torture from the enemy would bring greater pain. And it was from a tree that Chikuami, drunk on despair, ambushed General Hori Hidemasa.

Time stopped before blood could be drawn, then it tore open, becoming infinite and swallowing Chikuami. A man spoke with Chikuami for a long time, grieved with him, then spoke some more about how time splintered, how a general’s death caused defeat in future wars, different Daijō-daijins, and a different country; this was an altered reality Father Time wanted to avoid. In the correct time, Chikuami still had a daughter fleeing down the mountainside with her grandmother, in the other, he had Iga stamped from the map.

Chikuami was given a choice, to kill and be killed, or to join Father Time and evaporate from history.
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time is what we want most and what we use worst...



basic

⋄ name ⋄ Vasilisa Zoyechka Ivashkov
⋄ nickname ⋄ Zoe
⋄ role ⋄ The Eldest Members
⋄ age ⋄ 25
⋄ birthday ⋄ 2 May 1893
selected date ⋄ 17 July 1918
⋄ sexual orientation ⋄ pansexual
PSYCHE​
Beautiful, capable, charismatic and a smooth talker, Zoe can make most of the people she encounters adore and love her. She has a calming presence that exudes warmth and trustworthiness though sometimes it can be all an act, depending on her assignment. She is a little flirty and amorous, blowing kisses and giving hugs to anyone and everyone that can help her, and even sometimes just cause. She is approachable and always happy to help anyone in need. A caring soul. She is well read and knowledgeable in most things she considers interesting. Which to say is a lot, but she doesn't know everything and she's not afraid to admit it. Zoe has an outgoing personality and can be considered as headstrong and bold. She is observant and calculative especially when it comes to doing a certain task or assignment. It sometimes triggers her anxiety but she always manages to shove them down for the sake of the greater good. Spontaneity comes easily to her too, she understands that sometimes improvising is the only thing that can help her out though, as long as the plan is intact, she will follow them. She is passionate and poised. She considers herself as a romantic, but don't mistake it for being weak. She is not naïve and she understands that unjust things happen for a reason. There are times when she questions her assigned task, but once ordered she is very efficient and quick to do her job. Lying, manipulation and violence is definitely not above her. She will do anything just to accomplish her task. Zoe is loyal to a fault and would go great lengths just to protect her loved ones.

She is not exactly the jealous type, but she envied people who have the sense of belongingness, something she's struggling with. She does not easily fall in love, but rather she loves the idea of loving someone. To just belong to them and just them alone. Just like the stories in the books of old. With her sworn oath, she knew it's not something she can easily attain. She can be shallow and vain and want nothing less than perfection when it comes to her personal appearance, but when it comes to things that matter, she is reliable. She is a formidable foe and a great ally. She can be reckless on occasion but she tries to limit the casualty to herself. She easily forgives but she'll never forget. If someone betrayed her, then there’s no going back. Trust doesn’t come easily for her. She has a slight temper and is usually tested if things didn't go her way, though she knows when to apologize. Yet some might consider her open, there are things she does that sometimes questions her conscience. Zoe just shoves it all down or ignore it all together. She would rather hide those emotions, and keep a smiling façade than bother her peers.

She is creative and has a knack for artwork. Though she loves music, Zoe doesn’t know how to play any other musical instruments aside from a harp. A deficiency she’s trying hard to rectify by teaching herself how to play, but she finds it harder to achieve. Having spent some time being a nurse during the war, Zoe has first-hand knowledge in tending wounds, administering medicine (both herbal and western medicine), and ultimately poison. Over the years, she gathers experience and practice. If not doing her job, she reads research and books to further her familiarity. She is currently dabbling into cartography.

⋄ virtues ⋄ strong willed , enthusiastic , flexible , loyal , tenacious, curious

⋄ vices ⋄ selfless , envious, temperamental, materialistic

⋄ strengths ⋄ knitting, close combat, analytical skills, espionage, language

⋄ weaknesses ⋄ playing musical instruments, wielding long range weapons, swimming, beautiful people

⋄ likes ⋄ coffee and tea, arts, apples, wisteria, high fashion, theatre, phonograph

⋄ dislikes ⋄ being alone, the feeling of helplessness, damp weather
VISAGE​
Zoe can be considered as someone who has pleasant facial features. She has a heart-shaped face with fine bone structure. A cute button nose and a pair of mismatched lips that can often be seen smiling slyly, in a pout whenever she is not in the mood or in a thin line whenever she's about to do something grim or something that she disapproved of. Her wavy long hair that covers most of her back, is just one shade darker than her almond-shaped doe-like brown eyes. She has thick dark lashes that she often fans whenever she likes someone or just wants someone else to do her bidding. She stands only 5'7 in height and has a slim yet slightly athletic build. She may look like a frail being but she packs a punch that can render someone unconscious if need be. From years of working as a servant, she has calloused hands and strong legs. The only thing that marred her yet otherwise flawless light olive skin complexion was the scar on the small part of her back and taut stomach from a bayonet.

Her choice of clothing depends on the timeline they were sent in but the girl has a fondness for corsets and girly garments. True enough, they can be constricting and sometimes she can barely breathe, but she felt a sense of protection whilst wearing one for some reason. Because of the time period she grew up in, Zoe is used to wearing dresses and skirts that doing something, such as running or jumping around causing ruckus, is just as easy while wearing a trouser or jeans. She has a way of making the demure clothing, seductive and definitely more enticing.

⋄ nationality ⋄ russian
⋄ faceclaim ⋄ nina dobrev
HISTORY​
Zoe was born from a humble family in Russia. Her parents were servants of the last sovereign, House of Romanovs. They were directly attending the family and were happy to do so even. When Zoe was old enough to work, she was hired as one of Olga's maids. They ended up being good friends as the Grand Duchess was growing up. They treated her as equal when they were playing but as soon as they're in the presence of the Tsar and Tsarina, Zoe acted based on her station. They were very close, she and Olga. She was her confidant and there were no secrets between them. Anything Olga knew, Zoe was privy to it.

Zoe was also with the Romanov sisters when they decided to help in the hospital during the war. It was the first time Zoe saw something terrible up close. The horror and heartbreak she saw and felt upon seeing those wounded soldiers were beyond explicable. War took a toll on everyone. Sadly, the oldest of the Romanov children succumbed to depression as well. She became erratic. Much too sensitive to everything and everyone around her. Zoe had to go on and assist the other nurses. Resting and submitting to the pain around her is not something she can just do. She has a duty, just like the soldiers. Just like the nurses. Besides, there's nothing she can do for Olga. Of course, she supported and comforted her. She was her first priority after all but Olga ordered Zoe to tend the wounded for she was much needed in the hospital rather than her side.

The Romanovs' downfall was the end of the entire estate. Some of the servants were let go but some followed them to their exile. Because of the strict rules imposed on the Romanovs, their servants became less and less. Apart from that, their servitude was not for the whole day. Servants were called at a certain time to clean and do other things but most of the time the Imperial family were left on their own inside a grand mansion with numerous guards. Sadly, she was one of the people who were forcibly separated from them. They were given lodging just a few streets away from the mansion where the family was held captive. Zoe tried to move on but still, she worried about them.

It wasn’t long when one of the supporters of the Romanovs approached her. She recognized him as a family friend who frequents the household when times are still in favor of the family. He told her that they have a plan. All they needed was someone who can deliver a letter, someone who’s inconspicuous and someone that the family can trust. She didn’t hesitate, Zoe immediately agreed to whatever it is they needed her to do. She just wanted to help.

The guards were allowed to have ‘visitors’ most nights, it’s for them to pass the time. Drinking, women and friendly gambling were constantly happening in the basement of the mansion. Because of connections, Zoe was able to sneak in with the girls. All she had to do was to pretend that she’s one of them. It was actually a miracle that they didn’t notice that she was one of the previous maids. Zoe took it as a good sign and just let the plan play its course. Hours passed and the girls were to be sent away, that’s when she somehow managed to snuck out of the basement and up the stairs. She was able to hide in one of the empty rooms, crouching inside a giant wardrobe. It was probably an hour or two past midnight, she previously heard the grandfather’s clock chimed but every time she attempted to go out of the wardrobe earlier, she could hear the men patrolling the hallways so she stayed hidden.

To her surprise, the hallways were deserted and unguarded when she decided to go out. She made her way to the floor where Olga was and was only able to make a soft knock when someone covered her mouth from behind, carried her away from the door and into one of the empty rooms. It was one of the guards, his rifle bayonet was slinging on his back. Zoe tried to scream but it was drowned by the sounds of footsteps of men. From inside the room, she could hear the muffled sound of Olga's voice, asking where they were going. She wasn't sure but she heard the family physician as well.

Zoe asked the armed guard what was happening. She even lied and told him that she was just looking for the loo. She demanded that he ought to let her go and that she's not doing anything wrong. He just smiled menacingly, as if waiting for something.

It didn't take a while before she heard multiple gunshots. Panic was drawn on her face as she screamed. Zoe tried to evade her captor but he has all the physical advantage. She screamed and tried to fight back until she landed a lucky punch straight to her captor's nose. Her fist was aching but she easily ignored it. She almost made it to the door when she felt a sudden stinging sensation on her back. The bayonet easily went through her as she could feel it's tip protruding from her stomach. The guard pulled the blade, pushed Zoe away and left the room as if nothing happened. She was able to look at him one last time as he closed the door.

Reason why she joined: She was lying on the floor and could feel the blood oozing out of her but even being on death's door wasn't enough to muffle the sounds of continued gunshot. As she lay there dying, she silently prayed. In all honesty she was never religious, but she figured prayer is the last hope of a desperate human. She prayed hard to anyone who's listening to help her out. To help the family out, if not the whole family at least spare the children for they did nothing wrong. Especially poor young Alexei. As she closed her eyes, she was partly blaming herself thinking she waited too long. She should have gone to the Tsar's as soon as she heard them. If she could turn back time, and perhaps maybe she has acted quicker and smarter. She wondered if it would change everything.

That’s when Father Time appeared in front of her. She initially thought that it’s a figment of her imagination. Instead of a white light like people say a dying person sees, hers was an old man. He offered her a chance to join him and his Timekeepers. He was giving her a chance to do good and save people who're in need of saving. It was too late for the family and there’s nothing she can do about it but there’s always someone else who will need help. Thinking that it’s going to be her penance for not succeeding in helping the House of Romanov, Zoe agreed and decided to join.
misc​
⋄ Relationships ⋄
- family - deceased
will update if necessary

⋄ Extracurricular ⋄
- she currently speaks at least 6 languages namely russian, english, latin, swedish, Devbhasha (sanskrit) and greek.

themesong
a call to arms - laura jansen
grow old with me - tom odell
navigate - band of skulls
i come with knieves - iamx



 





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Reece







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01.

full name




reece wolfthal.








02.

age




twenty two.








03.

sexuality




bi-sexual.




































  • trigger hippie




    " tune in, drop out of love,
    so said a truth, in blood,
    alive and well "













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  • never meant to know
    tally hall




    01
    name
    Granden H. Bell
    02
    Bells (on occasion)
    nickname here
    03
    age
    Twenty-Four (24)
    04
    date of birth
    October 23rd, 1952
    05
    gender
    Male
    06
    sexuality
    Pansexual
    07
    Selection Date
    October 31st, 1976
    08
    role
    Second-in-Command
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ryuuzaki ouji.
lose cannon





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Zavianna
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♧code by dirt♧

Zavianna
— basics
full name
Zavianna Richards
alias
Zavi
age
18
gender
Female (she/her)
date selected
march 8th 2026
— visage
faceclaim
lutheangel
date of birth
March 8th 2008
role
regular member
height
170 cm
hair
Black
eyes
brown
Dignity
Endurance
Prudence
Envy
Lust
Anger
— So many things yet so little time.
Her brown eyes were deep, always filled with a sense of mystery and cleverness. They resembled the bark of a willow tree, they held the warmth of an everlasting hearth, as if they were the wood that could burn with golden flame yet be forever perfectly entire. Such eyes could pull anyone in if one dared to unravel the puzzle called Zavianna.
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Zavianna should have noticed the glaring signs that things were wrong. Like how the train conductor reeked of alcohol and somewhat stumbled when walking. But you would never expect to die on your birthday right? The moment the train derailed was one of the most scariest feelings she had ever experienced. For a second she was floating and then violently thrown to the side as the train titled over. Laptops, luggage, even worse, other people came flying at her. The train seemed to skid along it's side for a long time until it finally came to a stop.

For a second it was quiet then the cries and screams started. This was a passenger train carrying people from Dallas to New York, one of the best inventions from the 21st century so many people were abroad at the time of the crash. The train car filled with smoke fueling the panic even more. As Zavianna lay broken and bloodied among the wreckage a hand reached out to her. The owner of the hand called himself Father Time.
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# regular member




# bobby soto










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yago
—tienes otro
full name
yago e. orozco
age
34
gender
male (he/him)
sexuality
bi
ethnicity
latino, tejano
selected date
18 JAN 2088
role
REG MEMBER
faceclaim
bobby soto
height
188 cm
hair
black, long
eyes
brown
charismatic
intuitive
hedonistic
venal

—Y tú ya me olvidaste
likes ; wip
dislikes ; wip

external details ;

personality ; Outwardly very relaxed and welcoming. Love language is sarcasm and friendly teasing. Confident and exudes the appearance of being comfortable in his skin. Bottles and/or dismisses negative emotions because that's what healthy people do. A "cowboy up" mentality.

history ; wip

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I'd buy everything; clean out Vivienne Westwood in my Galliano gown.





















second-in-command



suki.







full name

suki aslan






age

20






d.o.b.

04.05.1985






ethnicity

half armenian half pakistani






sexuality

bicurious






selected date

04.05.2005






role

second in command

































Primadonna


Marina




















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visage

















height

163cm / 5'4"






build

suki has a more slimmer physique with most of her muscle definition going towards her legs more so than anywhere else due to years of intense training. she has slight definition in her arms but lacks a lot of physical strength there.






hair colour

black






eye colour

brown






faceclaim

iffat marash























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psyche









suki is unassuming as a character. most people see a spoilt pampered princess (bimbo) who hasn’t really done much for herself. but years of having connections with the elite and secretive have left her secretly hard of heart and mind. she's intelligent, scarily so. to the point where she's already made a plan thought out ten steps ahead within meeting someone. though she mostly acts nice and can play nice, she hardly lets anyone truly in. choosing instead to fit into the role that society gave her, much to the dismay of other people. she’s more of an extroverted introvert than anything – mastering the art of conversation and beguiling whilst valuing her own precious time to herself. at times, she may choose to be soft-spoken and understated, preferring to keep the peace rather than causing arguments. but on others she speaks with great passion and conviction, especially when she sees something she doesn’t think is right. ahe’s someone who always looks at every possibility, even though she can’t land on one with great conviction. her compassion for people is huge, though she often doesn’t show it. however, her passion and caring nature doesn’t make her naïve. she has an extremely uncanny talent for reading a room being able to tell everything about a person within a couple of seconds of meeting them.






likes

painting, reading, pampering herself






dislikes

deep conversations, arrogant people


















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history









suki was born an only child in 1985 to an armenian refugee and a pakistani immigrant. her parents were living below the poverty line when suki was born. life was tough growing up, living in an impoverished neighbourhood with not much to get by. from a very young age, suki was taken in by the neighbourhood kids who taught her to work smarter, not harder. because god knows that working harder in the cesspool that they lived in would have got you nowhere. so, suki picked up habits like minor theft, things like shoplifting for food. and when her parents were out working hours long jobs, trying to get money for the family, suki found herself a little spot in the local library. the library was free, and it was warm. it meant endless entertainment for the young girl at the time whose parents couldn’t really afford to keep a television or buy her all the latest gadgets.

it was good though, non-fiction and fiction teaching her about the world and about herself alike. she picked up everything that she needed to learn from books, after all, she didn’t have any parents around to teach her.

it was like that for a long time, from her childhood to her early teens. running with wrong crowds, finding alternate sources of education aside from the shitty public schools she was made to attend. and it worked too if you count the many awards she was given earlier on. the type of awards that rich men hand out to smart poor kids to make themselves feel better about their position in the world. she got to go around to a lot of big-name universities for tours and meet a lot of ‘revolutionary’ individuals in their industries. she was sure that this was going to be the path for her. one way or another.

however, suki’s luck and fate just happened to turn around when one of suki’s fathers’ investments proved to be successful. around this time Suki’s father and her uncles back home were concocting different ideas. get rich quick schemes and plans to live the american dream. so, he tried everything and anything. until one day, a simple investment he made into a tech company paid of big time. and the next thing suki knew, her parents moved from the slums to the hills. their life was completely flipped around and everything suki knew to be familiar and comfortable suddenly became so foreign to her.

life was good, great even. suki really played into the stereotype really well. rich girl whose daddy’s money could buy her everything (despite him not actually being there during both her childhood and then). it was like her dad was on every magazine, every billboard. modern day rags to riches kind of story. It always amazed both Suki and her mum that her dad had managed to become so successful.

no one told them the money was dirty.

so, when hitmen came in the middle of the night, and chose suki and her mum as the targets, the entire public was confused – no one told them either. and as suki felt her eyes beginning to shut in a puddle of her own blood, she saw him. father time.



reason for joining

she joined because she’s petty, because she knows she’s worth a lot more than a stone cold death on a goddamn dirty carpet. she’d prove it too. she’d gotten comfortable for too long. not anymore.





















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