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appearance; Standing at 5'3'' and weighing a mere 113lbs, Kennedy is known for her pale skin and small frame. Her whiskey brown hair
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cascades down her to her waist with light brown streaks that make her pale skin look like fragile porcelain. Kennedy's doe like eyes are a
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light ocean blue which can get anyone lost in. She has large luscious lips and a sharp jawline. She's a natural born Italian with both of her
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parents born in Florence, Italy while she was born in Rome.
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"you got two black eyes from loving too hard."
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name; Kennedy Moretti.
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nickname; Black Widow.
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age; 21
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sexuality; Bisexual.
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crime; Runs a large mafia gang.
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theme; xxx/xxx
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"and a black car to match your blackest soul."
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biography; (trigger warnings: murder & sex scenes) 
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In the city of Rome, a young girl was born to one of the world's wanted men, Drake Moretti. Drake ran one of the most secret
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Mafia gangs in Italy, being the only child of the Moretti family, she was the next heir to the throne of the Moretti Mafia. Yet at the age of ten, Kennedy and her family moved
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to Los Angeles in America to start a new gang there. Kennedy enjoyed her time in Los Angeles, she was liked by all her peers and succeeded in school. When she was eighteen,
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she heard her mother moaning in the living room. She grabbed her father's gun and quietly watched her mother rub her body against one of her father's men. In anger and fear,
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Kennedy surprised her mother and shot both of them in the chest, staining the white fur carpet. Her father quickly raced in after the dramatic event, pride filled Drake's heart as
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he began to teach Kennedy himself how to run his gang with success. Before he could finish her training, Drake was shot by a rival gang and was killed in an alleyway in Vegas.
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Kennedy swore vengeance to finish the rival gang for her father, starting up the House of Memories in hopes to attract the gang to her grasps. Along the way, she made friends
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like her and allowed them to help her as well with their own problems.
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[Couldyoustfu]

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"Do never tame your [SIZE= 8px]demons,[/SIZE]
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[SIZE= 8px]but always keep 'em on a leash.[/SIZE]"
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Quentin Jennings
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Nickname(s)
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[SIZE= 10px]Quent, Angel Face, Blondie[/SIZE]
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Age
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23
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Gender
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Cismale (He, Him)
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Sexuality
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Heterosexual
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Height
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6'0
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Weight
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157 lbs
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Hair
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Dirty Blonde
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Eyes
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Azure
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Body Type
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Built, Muscular
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Crime
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Murder
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Particular Signs
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Scar on his thigh
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Virtues-Vices
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Loyal-Honest-Open minded-Realist-Charismatic-Inspiring
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Hotheaded-Impatient-Unforgiving-Vindictive-Bossy
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Likes
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Soccer, Partying, Codeine, Alcohol, Birds, Italian food
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Dislikes
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Hospitals, Guns, Water (swimming), Robbers, Disorder
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Calls practically everyone by their surname
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Always wears rings, just in case
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Whistles when thinking
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Tightens his fist as a way to calm himself, doesn't really work
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Background
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Quentin was never really lucky.
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He was born into a miserable part of Los Angeles, living in a broke down apartment with his mother. Francesca, his mother, loved her son very dearly and did various jobs to assure her son a safe living, yet LA didn't make it easy on her.
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Quentin's father had abandoned the family as soon as he'd found out about the pregnancy, but Francesca tried to hide this detail from her son's life.
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"He was a soldier," she used to tell "Died in a mission in Afghanistan."
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At first the child believed her, but growing up and learning about the misery surrounding his neighborhood he started to suspect his mother's story.
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Most of his friends didn't have fathers, it was almost considered normal.
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A not completely calm group of friends, so young yet already conscious enough to know that the pathetic education they'd been provided with they'd never make it far, and so let themselves go on drugs and craziness. Sure, they weren't "safe" company but at least they didn't go around shooting other people anyway like the neighborhood's gangs did.
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Plus, Quentin wasn't really like his friends. He had a talent, didn't do drugs or smoke because of it, and it gave me the strength to control his anger and bad temperament.
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He had started playing soccers in the streets as a kid, and everyone noticed how fast and good he was, so much that his mother worked day and night to pay for his lessons and brought him to every of his team's games in the hope of a college noticing him and offering a scholarship.
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And it happened, Quentin was fifteen so he'd just have to finish highschool and then he'd leave, finally.
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But as said, he was never that lucky.
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Remember those gun shootings he didn't participate in?
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Unluckily, he happened to be a victim in one.
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He was provoked, and being the hothead he was together with a friend started a fight, but unfortunately the other two boys were of the kind who shot people.
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His friend was shot dead, and Quentin ran away only to be hit in the leg.
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He survived and his limb was saved, but he'd never be able to play again.
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He was distraught, his already bad and pessimistic attitude taking an even more drastic turn. If before he was hotheaded and prone to fights now he searched for them, no matter if he could win them or not.
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Plus with the knowledge that he wouldn't be able to join a college Quentin started frequenting bad crowds and taking horrible habits, such as doing codeine and smoking.
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He was incredibly frustrated, anything could get him angry, but he realized that with his fists alone he couldn't really do anything, so he bought a gun.
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He went searching for the one who had shot him and his friend dead, the bastard had avoided arrest by using the excuse of self-defense, and killed him in his home.
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It made him feel better for a while, but never satisfied.
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" BABY WE BUILT THIS HOUSE
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ON MEMORIES "
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[Camilanizer]

Name: Leah Abate


Nickname: N/A


Age: 21


Sexuality: Bi-sexual


Crime: Arson, burglary


Theme: Since U Been Gone; Wherever I go

Height: 5'4" (163 cm)


Weight: 110 lbs


Hair: Brown (natural); ends dyed blonde


Eyes: Light brown


Ethnicity: American-Italian

Virtues:


+ Optimistic, humourous, cheerful, imaginative, intelligent


Vices:


- Stubborn, devious, jealous, selfish, daring, sarcastic


Likes:


+ Laughing, sleeping, Netflix, food, acting


Dislikes:


- Rain, smoking, rough textures, insects, hypocrites


Quirks:


Leah will usually play with her hair, she will hum and tap things when bored, she is also prone to spacing out.

Biography:



Leah Abate, born on the 18th of May 1995 to her Italian father - Luca Abate - and her American mother - Sophie Abate. Her father was a professional lawyer for 5 years and her mother was a make-up artist for 3. They were fortunately, a reasonably wealthy family that lived in the state of Ohio, in the United Sates and Leah's family were somewhat well known on the estate they lived on; considering it was a rather fancy estate and everybody had connections with everybody. Leah also grew up with a younger brother whom was 2 years younger than her - Thomas (Tom). Thankfully, the siblings were cared for equally by their parents and were given the same amount of affection; whether it be simple hugs or gifts, neither of them were favoured by the parents.


Her school life was a bit of a mix. Leah wasn't popular, nor was she a loner; she had a good group of friends who all looked after one another, and she had her best friend who she cared for dearly - Tyler. The two were rather bright and intelligent students who frequently got B's and A's. Leah wasn't really afraid to put herself out there: she'd talk to those she didn't know, answer questions in class, and she was involved with school plays since she enjoyed acting. However, this confidence would somehow end up causing certain people to make nasty comments about her, mainly because she wasn't someone who did drugs, smoked, went to parties, wasn't very good at sport and preferred to sit inside and watch Netflix whilst skyping her friends. But Leah had something other people didn't; a friend like Tyler who was always their to stick up for her and support her no matter what.


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[tsuneni]

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Georgina Rojavonic
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"The hardest thing for a sane person to do is not care what anyone thinks
although everyone swears by it, hence our glorification of insanity." -Criss Jami












nickname
echo


age
twenty


gender
female


sexuality
bisexual


crime


georgina has schizophrenia. the voices in her head make her react differently. they drive her insane, and drive her to do insane things. georgina has been accused of murder, arson, and has inflicted harm on herself and others.












height - weight
1.6m - 49kg 


hair - eyes
black - brown


particular signs
the scratches on her arms; she has a ring on her left hand that she never takes off


build
thin; toned shoulders; curved hips and bottom


ethnicity
1/2 pakistani and 1/2 african american












vices
-hostile
-isloated
-sensitive
-aggresive
-repetitive
-self critical
-compulsive


virtues
+loyal
+clever
+fidelity
+creative
+diligence
+protective
+apologetic


quirks
~has terrible handwriting~fidgets a lot~has insomnia~shifts weight from foot to foot~uses pet names for her closest friends~doodles on her hands
~mutters to herself a lot
~has schizophrenia












backstory


georgina likes to spare people from the gore and pain in her life. it always scares people away, and she doesn't want to scare people away.


malin burkes and tabish rojavonic were known as the high school sweethearts of 91'. they were going strong for three years when they were granted that title in their senior year in high school. they lived in a small town in south carolina, where the most activity one can get is from the annual carnival. malin and tabish were madly in love, or so everyone thought. tabish was a drug dealer, even at his young age. he made fast money, and he'd save a lot. malin, was a stripper. they were both driven for money. all they wanted in life was to feel the green paper slip through their fingertips. one night, malin was raped. luckily, she wasn't pregnant. but tabish took the situation the wrong way, and blamed malin for it. they were both twenty two when it happened. out of rage, tabish drowned himself in alcohol and drugs. he raped malin as well, claiming that she only belonged to him.


it continued on like that. malin would get pregnant because tabish would rape her, but luckily, she would have miscarriages. when both were twenty four, the year of 96', malin wasn't so lucky. she had a baby. a daughter. they named her georgina. georgina was gorgeous, but not to her parents. malin thought she was a waste. what people didn't know about the young adult, was that she was conceited. she always wanted to be in the spotlight. watching her child take the spotlight from her killed her. malin hated georgina. tabish was a different story. he saw georgina as a ticket to success. a sex-slave for his comrades. a sex-slave to keep him out of trouble with his drug dealing business.


and that's what georgina was.


beginning at the age of four, georgina was considered a slave, deprived of her innocence by dirty, old men. she couldn't complain though. nobody would help her. at least, that's what the voices in her head told her. georgina wasn't diagnosed with schizophrenia until she was thirteen years old. voices drived her insane. they drived her to do things that she'd never do herself. she inflicted pain on herself and others. at fourteen, she killed one of her father's comrades, as he was trying to make her have sex with him. she cried while she plunged the knife through his heart. she later went on to kill both of her parents in their sleep. to conceal her evidence, the voices drove her to burn the house down. she watched with tears in her eyes as her home burned to ashes, along with the dead bodies of her parents and the man.


georgina has been by herself for all these years. using her knowledge as a sex-slave, she bribed men and women alike for a place to sleep at night. that continued on until she was eighteen. she learned of a gang known as the House of Memories. she knew she could be safe there, especially with her knowledge of murder, arson, and crimes alike.













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Lucien Pierce
"Under the influence. Above the ingorance." -Unknown
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nickname
luce, lucy
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age
twenty four
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gender
male
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sexuality
bisexual
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crime
auto theft and illegal use of drugs
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height - weight
1.8m - 78kg
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eyes - hair
  brown - brown
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particular signs
when he smiles, a dimple in his left cheek appears
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build
slim; muscular; athletic
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ethnicity
1/2 cuban and 1/2 british
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vices
-sly
-quiet
-hostile
-reckless
-aggressive
-doesn't keep secrets very well
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virtues
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+bright
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+creative
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+talented
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+confident
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+dauntless
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+very romantic
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quirks
~shifts weight from foot to foot
~always carries a pack of gum and cigarettes in his pocket
~when he's lying, he'll continuously brush his fingers through his hair
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backstory
lucien lead one of the most simplest of lives for many years. that was until everything turned around.
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lucien's parents were somewhat "normal". they'd gotten married sometime before thirty, when they both had their own beautiful home and had successful jobs. lucien was brought to the world when his parents were both thirty-two. his father, a british native, named matthew pierce, worked as a firefighter, his dream job. his mother, a cuban native, named alicia pierce, worked as a teacher. like i said before, life was simple.
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by the age of ten, lucien had two other siblings, attended primary school, was the top in his class, and had many friends. simple. his mother was a teacher at his school, and his father was still out saving lives. simple.
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upon entering his second year in high school, things began to take a turn. lucien wanted to be involved in all sorts of extra-curricular activities. he wanted to play soccer, and he wanted to be in the art club. he wanted to join drama class, and take culinary lessons. his parents allowed him, but soon after joining, his grades began to slip. the straight a's went down to c's. his parents were furious. they were strict when it came to their children's schoolwork and their grades. learning that lucien had c's in his report cards, infuriated them. they lashed out at him, grounding him, and pulling him out of his activities. lucien was just as furious. he wanted to put himself out there, not sit at home, doing work and studying, then eating dinner, showering, and sleeping.
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secretly, lucien joined the clubs again. he forged his parents signatures, and remained in those clubs and classes. he became friends with the school's troublemakers, and started getting himself into complicated situations in the world of drugs and bad influence.
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one night, lucien was with his friends, stoned to the bone. with the control of drugs on him, his senses were heightened, vision blurry, and thoughts reckless. he told his friends about doing the craziest of things with him, but they backed out, believing they could get in horrible trouble. lucien called them stupid, and went ahead and did those items. in the midst of doing them, he stole a car, and was caught by the police. his parents bailed him out before his trial, but things were horrible at home. his father slapped him. his mother refused to look or speak at him. his siblings followed suit.
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lucien ran away from home. he'd heard about a gang called the House of Memories through his old friends. that's exactly where he went.
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[SIZE= 20px]~Vanessa[/SIZE][SIZE= 20px] Ali Hallow~[/SIZE]


FC: Leda Muir


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Gender: Female


Age: 21


Crime: Dealer, Occasional murder when things don't go as planned, Said to be seen in a small robbery. 


Nickname: Val 


Sexuality: Bi-Curious 





GETTING TO KNOW VAL: 




Persona: 


Sociable. Group oriented. Outgoing. Practical, and organized. athletic. Likes to be in charge. Capable at organizing and running activities. Loyal and hard-working. Has clear visions of the way things should be. Focused. A leader, planner and finisher. Responsible. Decisive. Punctual. Hard working. Clean. Conventional. Pretender .Disrespects authority. Regards rules and regulations as things in her way. does not follow the rules. Regular. loves weird or strange people or things. Tolerant of differences. Strict. Disciplined. Aggressive. Assertive. Emotionally unstable.  Fearless and self-confidant.


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[SIZE= 1.3rem]Vices: Assertive, Aggressive, Strict, Daring, [/SIZE]Challenging[SIZE= 1.3rem], hard to control, spontaneous. [/SIZE]


Virtues: Outgoing, Group Oriented, Planner, Loyal, Hard Working, Punctual. 



Quirks:<> Can be in open ground for long, basically corners herself. <>Has a hard time sleeping, which is why she stays out at night.<> Despite using them before, she absolutely can not stand using guns. Hates them. <>









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Height: 6'1


Weight: 155 LBS


Eyes: Grey, Like rain Clouds. 


Hair: Long, Straight, and black. Naturally brown though.


Build: Pale, a bit broad shouldered, lean muscle. She may appear fragile, but she can still fight well. 


Signs: Beanies. A 'witches circle' tattoo on her right hand. 


Nationality: Romanian/American.







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Backstory: 

 

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w.i.p
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jas//22//fem//bi-sexual//
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[caramel]

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pretty isn't everything, you punkass
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lana irene maria mendez
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venus
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21
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[SIZE= 12px]pansexual[/SIZE]
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[SIZE= 12px]armed robbery/second degree homicide/ possesion with intent to distribute[/SIZE]
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[SIZE= 12px]height:[/SIZE]
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[SIZE= 12px]5'4[/SIZE]
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[SIZE= 12px]110 lbs.[/SIZE]
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[SIZE= 12px]thick and soft jet black waves[/SIZE]
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[SIZE= 12px]a pale green that dulls to grey in certain lighting [/SIZE]
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[SIZE= 12px]there's always been a small black stamp of a star by her right eye[/SIZE]
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[SIZE= 12px]-adventurous [/SIZE]
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[SIZE= 12px]-funny[/SIZE]
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[SIZE= 12px]-understanding[/SIZE]
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[SIZE= 12px]-loya[/SIZE][SIZE= 12px]l[/SIZE]
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[SIZE= 12px]-self destructive [/SIZE]
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[SIZE= 12px]-emotinally unstable[/SIZE]
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[SIZE= 12px]Lana's background wasn't that special. She was born in Los Angles to an abstenee dad and an alcoholic stripper of her mother. [/SIZE]
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Octavius Deimos
Demon
24
pansexual
grand larceny, solicitation, homicide

5'6"
144 lbs.
brown
brown
caucasian

Octavius was born the older son of Annabel a and Mortus "Morty" Deimos, with a younger brother named Alistair who came along five years later. Octavius always looked down on his younger brother: both of their parents had dark brown hair, but Alistair was born with platinum blonde hair. It was rather obvious that Annabel had not been faithful to her boyfriend, and Octavius took his anger out on his half brother. Annabel was, however, Morty's dealer, and threatened to stop supplying Morty if he left her because of Alistair. They stayed together, the pull of narcotics keeping the odd family together.

A stock trader, Morty was involved with multiple Ponzi schemes, and when Octavius was 17, his father wound up in federal prison, where he was also busted for narcotics. By then, however, Morty had taught Octavius everything the boy needed to know to get what he wanted from people. With the lack of income, however, Annabel's income started deflating, her "business" slowly starting to sink as she was forced to buy lower and lower quality product. So Octavius took up larceny, stealing and selling anything he could get his hands on to pawn shops. Eventually, he graduated to larger things, like cars, to keep his mother afloat as she had succumbed to the temptation of the drugs she dealt. At the age of 20, Annabel was killed in the streets. Octavius quickly exacted revenged on her killers. Child services took Alistair away and left Octavius alone in the run-down appartment in the bad part of town for the next four years as he learned how to keep himself afloat.


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 










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name; Octavius Deimos


nickname; Demon
age; 24
sexuality; pansexual
crime; grand larceny, solicitation, homicide


height; 5'6"


weight; 144 lbs.
hair; brown
eyes; brown
ethnicity; caucasian

biography; Octavius was born the older son of Annabel a and Mortus "Morty" Deimos, with a younger brother named Alistair who came along five years later. Octavius always looked down on his younger brother: both of their parents had dark brown hair, but Alistair was born with platinum blonde hair. It was rather obvious that Annabel had not been faithful to her boyfriend, and Octavius took his anger out on his half brother. Annabel was, however, Morty's dealer, and threatened to stop supplying Morty if he left her because of Alistair. They stayed together, the pull of narcotics keeping the odd family together. 


A stock trader, Morty was involved with multiple Ponzi schemes, and when Octavius was 17, his father wound up in federal prison, where he was also busted for narcotics. By then, however, Morty had taught Octavius everything the boy needed to know to get what he wanted from people. With the lack of income, however, Annabel's income started deflating, her "business" slowly starting to sink as she was forced to buy lower and lower quality product. So Octavius took up larceny, stealing and selling anything he could get his hands on to pawn shops. Eventually, he graduated to larger things, like cars, to keep his mother afloat as she had succumbed to the temptation of the drugs she dealt. At the age of 20, Annabel was killed in the streets. Octavius quickly exacted revenged on her killers. Child services took Alistair away and left Octavius alone in the run-down appartment in the bad part of town for the next four years as he learned how to keep himself afloat.

 

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Octavius Deimos
Demon
24
pansexual
grand larceny, solicitation, homicide

5'6"
144 lbs.
brown
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Octavius was born the older son of Annabel a and Mortus "Morty" Deimos, with a younger brother named Alistair who came along five years later. Octavius always looked down on his younger brother: both of their parents had dark brown hair, but Alistair was born with platinum blonde hair. It was rather obvious that Annabel had not been faithful to her boyfriend, and Octavius took his anger out on his half brother. Annabel was, however, Morty's dealer, and threatened to stop supplying Morty if he left her because of Alistair. They stayed together, the pull of narcotics keeping the odd family together.

A stock trader, Morty was involved with multiple Ponzi schemes, and when Octavius was 17, his father wound up in federal prison, where he was also busted for narcotics. By then, however, Morty had taught Octavius everything the boy needed to know to get what he wanted from people. With the lack of income, however, Annabel's income started deflating, her "business" slowly starting to sink as she was forced to buy lower and lower quality product. So Octavius took up larceny, stealing and selling anything he could get his hands on to pawn shops. Eventually, he graduated to larger things, like cars, to keep his mother afloat as she had succumbed to the temptation of the drugs she dealt. At the age of 20, Annabel was killed in the streets. Octavius quickly exacted revenged on her killers. Child services took Alistair away and left Octavius alone in the run-down appartment in the bad part of town for the next four years as he learned how to keep himself afloat.


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 










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name; Octavius Deimos


nickname; Demon
age; 24
sexuality; pansexual
crime; grand larceny, solicitation, homicide


height; 5'6"


weight; 144 lbs.
hair; brown
eyes; brown
ethnicity; caucasian

biography; Octavius was born the older son of Annabel a and Mortus "Morty" Deimos, with a younger brother named Alistair who came along five years later. Octavius always looked down on his younger brother: both of their parents had dark brown hair, but Alistair was born with platinum blonde hair. It was rather obvious that Annabel had not been faithful to her boyfriend, and Octavius took his anger out on his half brother. Annabel was, however, Morty's dealer, and threatened to stop supplying Morty if he left her because of Alistair. They stayed together, the pull of narcotics keeping the odd family together. 


A stock trader, Morty was involved with multiple Ponzi schemes, and when Octavius was 17, his father wound up in federal prison, where he was also busted for narcotics. By then, however, Morty had taught Octavius everything the boy needed to know to get what he wanted from people. With the lack of income, however, Annabel's income started deflating, her "business" slowly starting to sink as she was forced to buy lower and lower quality product. So Octavius took up larceny, stealing and selling anything he could get his hands on to pawn shops. Eventually, he graduated to larger things, like cars, to keep his mother afloat as she had succumbed to the temptation of the drugs she dealt. At the age of 20, Annabel was killed in the streets. Octavius quickly exacted revenged on her killers. Child services took Alistair away and left Octavius alone in the run-down appartment in the bad part of town for the next four years as he learned how to keep himself afloat.

Not sure if you actually want him to be 5'6 or if it's an error 

 

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Octavius Deimos
Demon
24
pansexual
grand larceny, solicitation, homicide

5'6"
144 lbs.
brown
brown
caucasian

Octavius was born the older son of Annabel a and Mortus "Morty" Deimos, with a younger brother named Alistair who came along five years later. Octavius always looked down on his younger brother: both of their parents had dark brown hair, but Alistair was born with platinum blonde hair. It was rather obvious that Annabel had not been faithful to her boyfriend, and Octavius took his anger out on his half brother. Annabel was, however, Morty's dealer, and threatened to stop supplying Morty if he left her because of Alistair. They stayed together, the pull of narcotics keeping the odd family together.

A stock trader, Morty was involved with multiple Ponzi schemes, and when Octavius was 17, his father wound up in federal prison, where he was also busted for narcotics. By then, however, Morty had taught Octavius everything the boy needed to know to get what he wanted from people. With the lack of income, however, Annabel's income started deflating, her "business" slowly starting to sink as she was forced to buy lower and lower quality product. So Octavius took up larceny, stealing and selling anything he could get his hands on to pawn shops. Eventually, he graduated to larger things, like cars, to keep his mother afloat as she had succumbed to the temptation of the drugs she dealt. At the age of 20, Annabel was killed in the streets. Octavius quickly exacted revenged on her killers. Child services took Alistair away and left Octavius alone in the run-down appartment in the bad part of town for the next four years as he learned how to keep himself afloat.


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 










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name; Octavius Deimos


nickname; Demon
age; 24
sexuality; pansexual
crime; grand larceny, solicitation, homicide


height; 5'6"


weight; 144 lbs.
hair; brown
eyes; brown
ethnicity; caucasian

biography; Octavius was born the older son of Annabel a and Mortus "Morty" Deimos, with a younger brother named Alistair who came along five years later. Octavius always looked down on his younger brother: both of their parents had dark brown hair, but Alistair was born with platinum blonde hair. It was rather obvious that Annabel had not been faithful to her boyfriend, and Octavius took his anger out on his half brother. Annabel was, however, Morty's dealer, and threatened to stop supplying Morty if he left her because of Alistair. They stayed together, the pull of narcotics keeping the odd family together. 


A stock trader, Morty was involved with multiple Ponzi schemes, and when Octavius was 17, his father wound up in federal prison, where he was also busted for narcotics. By then, however, Morty had taught Octavius everything the boy needed to know to get what he wanted from people. With the lack of income, however, Annabel's income started deflating, her "business" slowly starting to sink as she was forced to buy lower and lower quality product. So Octavius took up larceny, stealing and selling anything he could get his hands on to pawn shops. Eventually, he graduated to larger things, like cars, to keep his mother afloat as she had succumbed to the temptation of the drugs she dealt. At the age of 20, Annabel was killed in the streets. Octavius quickly exacted revenged on her killers. Child services took Alistair away and left Octavius alone in the run-down appartment in the bad part of town for the next four years as he learned how to keep himself afloat.

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LANA IRENE MENDEZ
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21/ Latina/ Pansexual / Con artist extraordinare
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jas//22//fem//bi-sexual//
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~Vanessa Ali Hallow~


FC: Leda Muir


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Gender: Female


Age: 21


Crime: Dealer, Occasional murder when things don't go as planned, Said to be seen in a small robbery. 


Nickname: Val 


Sexuality: Bi-Curious 





GETTING TO KNOW VAL: 




Persona: 


Sociable. Group oriented. Outgoing. Practical, and organized. athletic. Likes to be in charge. Capable at organizing and running activities. Loyal and hard-working. Has clear visions of the way things should be. Focused. A leader, planner and finisher. Responsible. Decisive. Punctual. Hard working. Clean. Conventional. Pretender .Disrespects authority. Regards rules and regulations as things in her way. does not follow the rules. Regular. loves weird or strange people or things. Tolerant of differences. Strict. Disciplined. Aggressive. Assertive. Emotionally unstable.  Fearless and self-confidant.


/monthly_2016_10/83561385b4ac91649191d6235b1f226b.jpg.00e2f34adebf898c9810119e4bbc083b.jpgHabits: Playing the 'Air piano' when bored. Tends to Play with her hair a lot. Very Fidgety.  


Vices: Assertive, Aggressive, Strict, Daring, Challenging, hard to control, spontaneous. 


Virtues: Outgoing, Group Oriented, Planner, Loyal, Hard Working, Punctual. 



Quirks:<> Can be in open ground for long, basically corners herself. <>Has a hard time sleeping, which is why she stays out at night.<> Despite using them before, she absolutely can not stand using guns. Hates them. <>









/monthly_2016_10/tumblr_mvkdx2A0uW1qg6hcbo1_500.jpg.4cc08fc29c9f4341dbe9b73e9e671977.jpgLOOKS:


Height: 6'1


Weight: 155 LBS


Eyes: Grey, Like rain Clouds. 


Hair: Long, Straight, and black. Naturally brown though.


Build: Pale, a bit broad shouldered, lean muscle. She may appear fragile, but she can still fight well. 


Signs: Beanies. A 'witches circle' tattoo on her right hand. 


Nationality: Romanian/American.




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Backstory: WIPPY> 

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Lucien Pierce
"Under the influence. Above the ingorance." -Unknown
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luce, lucy
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male
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bisexual
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auto theft and illegal use of drugs
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when he smiles, a dimple in his left cheek appears
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slim; muscular; athletic
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Can you please finish these by the 21st of October as sign up will be closed and @Couldyoustfu and I will look at everyone's sign ups!


Thank you.

 

[Noivian]

Not sure if you actually want him to be 5'6 or if it's an error 

Yeah, hes a bit short

Can you please finish these by the 21st of October as sign up will be closed and @Couldyoustfu and I will look at everyone's sign ups!


Thank you.

Already finished!

 

[mikaluvkitties]

The neon coast it was your sign
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Rowan K Fischer
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[COLOR= rgb(221, 160, 221)]And the Midwest wind with Pisces rising[/COLOR]
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Nickname: Usually Koi, though the occasional friend might refer to them as Remy
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Age: 21
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Sexuality: Pansexual
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Crime: Assault, assault and battery, arms trafficking, drug dealing
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Gender: Neutrois (they/them)
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Height: 5'8"
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Weight: 131 lbs
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Hair:
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Eyes: Light Brown
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Body Type: Slim, with a minimal waist and slender hips and shoulders. 
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Ethnicity: (I dont know, how do I even go about deciding this or dealing with this type of question?)
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Distinguishing Features: A scar on their left upper lip
 
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Sign: Pisces
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[SIZE= 10px]Wouldn't change ya, oh oh[/SIZE]
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[SIZE= 14px]Vices: Aggression, Bias, Callousness, Falseness, Hastiness, Self-importance, Wildness[/SIZE]
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Virtues: Ability, Affability, Autonomy, Dauntlessness, Endurance, Idealism, Inventiveness, Physical Strength, Vivaciousness
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Quirks: Always late, Vegetarian, Carries their lucky rabbit foot everywhere they go, Reads their horoscope daily
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[SIZE= 10px]Wouldn't ever try to make you leave, no[/SIZE]
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Biography: Rowan Fischer was born in Minnesota on March 5th, the second of two children. Most of their childhood was spent playing with their brother and making themselves flower crowns. They didn't really know any other children until they entered the first grade.
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They were almost immediately subjected to ridicule for their choice in attire, having always loved pastels and more feminine looking clothing with a passion. At first they tried to just brush it off even if it hurt their feelings and occasionally ended up with them being bruised, as they didn't want to face the punishment they were sure would follow if . However, they were constantly being sent home by teachers for small things and eventually decided if they were going to be punished for doing nothing, they might as well do something. So they got nasty. They hurt their classmates who hurt them physically, which evolved their classmates who hurt them verbally, and eventually were ready to fight anyone over practically anything.
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At the age of ten, their parents got involved, because hitting people is bad, and their brother started teaching them ways to vent their aggression that didn't involve getting sent home. Though their violent behavior still lingered right below the surface and they now had more force to put behind it, they started doing better with their brother's guidance. They also started wearing less feminine things, to the detriment of their mental health, under the idea that if they dressed "normal" they wouldn't have to deal with as much bullying.
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Middle school was worse kids-wise, as their behavior was still more feminine than typical, but better learning-wise, as they were actually focusing on their work.
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Their brother went to UCLA, and Rowan decided to follow in his footsteps. Throughout high school they took classes according to their goals of also going to UCLA. They started making friends with similar goals, and realized that they liked both girls and boys while experimenting with friends.
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At the age of 17, they were accepted, and moved in with their brother on the west coast as soon as they graduated. It took them a while to get used to the heat, and they quickly got into the habit of wearing no sleeves.
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[SIZE= 14px]Despite the heat, they fell in love with Los Angeles. They could finally dress how they wanted and act how they wanted without as many people acting as if it was odd.[/SIZE]
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[SIZE= 14px]During their first year of college, someone brought up the term "nonbinary" and they looked into it. There were debates about it's validity, sure, but it made sense to them- it fit. They began looking up different things and realized that androgyne suited them best.[/SIZE]
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[SIZE= 14px]They kept up with their athletics, and even got to hang out with their brother. Life was going great.[/SIZE]
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[SIZE= 14px]And then, when their brother was in his final year of college, he was shot by police. Died on the scene. It messed them up. Without either of them realizing it, their brother had become a source of balance in their life. He was the reason they had wanted to go UCLA, they were the person who they called to tell what had happened at school that day when it was particularly bad.[/SIZE]
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[SIZE= 14px]It was all over the news, but just like everything else, people stopped caring. [/SIZE]
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[SIZE= 14px]They were still using their techniques, sure, but their fuse was just... shorter. And then someone insulted their brother in front of them.[/SIZE]
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[SIZE= 14px]The other individual decided to not press assault charges, but it was a sign of what was to come. They got into bad crowds, helping sell weapons and drugs, and started hanging out at the House of Memories, willing to work as no questions muscle simply for the thrill of it.[/SIZE]
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Static palms melt your vibe
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FC Janiece Dilone
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Midnight whisperings
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[Aardwolf]

Name: Dasha Gurlukova


Nickname: Malinshka ("Little Girl" in russian), mainly by her father but also by some of her friends, much to her chagrin.


"Dirty Commie", by her enemies


Age: 22


Gender: Female


Sexuality: Bi-Curious


Crime: Weapon smuggling, murder, corruption and terrorism.


Height: 1.80 m


Weight: 72 kg


Hair: Blonde, most of the time kept in a bun.


Eyes: Icy Blue


Ethnicity: Russian


Biography: Born in Novgorod, Russia and daughter of the former soviet general and notorious terrorist and mercenary Vladislav Gurlukovich, her father grew her with the soviet ideals and stern military education typical of him, hoping to make her an obedient soldier and the daughter he always wanted. It mostly succeded, and while Dasha's childhood wasn't golden she became a cunning strategist and a ruthless killing machine. However she never really cared about the meaningless and old-timey ideals her father believed in, and she partecipated in most of his operation manly out of obedience and for the thrill of the battle. Since she was a little girl she knew how to operate a gun and she always preferred to hang around with adult men instead of kids of her age, finding them annoying at best.


When she hit 18 she gleefully found out she was wanted by most of the intelligence agency in the West and was listed among the big shots of her father's mercenary army, she always found hillarious that a dainty young woman of her age was among though looking criminals and with a reputation that would chill the spine of any Interpol officer.


However, while she became a valuable asset of her father's army and a valiant soldier, her father just realised what kind of merciless monster he created, she was now a devil hiding behind a cute face and he feared the day she would take his torch and lead his revolutionary army, which unluckly happened at Dasha's last birthday party, where he met his untimely death in a firefight. There are no actual evidence, but accounts of that nigt tell that Dasha just made a devilish smile when her father dragged his hole-riddled body near her, cursing the day he fathered that monster.


She now lead the finest mercenary army, fighting and wreaking havok around the globe for fame and fortune, but rumors says that Dasha is no more satisfied by the money and that she's scheming to gain something bigger. Something that would make her name feared even by the bravest of paladins.

 

[mikaluvkitties]

John Smith
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nickname; A nickname? In THIS economy?
age; 24
sexuality; Bisexual
crime; Money laundering, tax evasion, forgery
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height; 5'10"
weight; 170 lbs
hair; Brown
eyes; Brown
ethnicity; Caucasian
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biography; John Smith was born in a well off family in the LA suburbs. His dad was an accountant, his granddad was an accountant, his great-granddad was an accountant... you get the picture. From a very young age John Smith knew that he too would one day be an accountant. What young John Smith didn't know was that the Smith family tradition went far beyond simply accounting. At the age of fourteen, right before he started high school, the truth was revealed to him- his family was in the business of money laundering.
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He graduated high school with a 4.0, and went on to get a bachelor's in accounting, while interning under his dad. From there he passed his CPA test and went to work for his dad. He was almost immediately helping the Morettis launder money. He currently spends his weekends partying.
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FC Roo Panes
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[Doubt]

Signs ups are now closed. Those who are accepted are:


Quentin @Couldyoustfu


Lucien Pierce @Elizabeth Duchamps


John Smith @mikaluvkitties


Leah @Camilanizer


Georgina @Elizabeth Duchamps


Thank you for participating. The starter will be up shortly!!

 

[tsuneni]

HOW DID THIS DIE SO QUICKLY WTF

 

[Doubt]

HOW DID THIS DIE SO QUICKLY WTF

IK WTH??