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Multiple Settings Four Heavenly Kings [Season 2]: CS Thread

  • AZURE DRAGONS
    Orbit
    Kanna Katsura
    LEGAL NAME
    Kanna Katsura
    AGE & BIRTH
    26 - March 3rd, 1996
    ALIAS
    Orbit
    GENDER
    Female
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    5'7" - 170 cm | 138 lb (62kg)
    GANG & RANK
    King of the Azure Dragons
    ACTIVE SINCE
    2014
    REPUTATION
    Guardian of the East
    Home District
    East District
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    Most of her physical traits come from mother with some influence from her father, but most of her father's traits are mental. She stands at 5'7", weighing in at around 137 lbs. Her hair jet black and rather long. She usually keeps it tied up, but on certain occasions will do something fancy with it. Her eyes match her hair, being solid black, or really dark brown as some would say. Her skintone is light, but not pale. Her body have a gentle curve to it with emphasis in all the right places, but is also well conditioned and toned. While she isn't visibly muscular, her strength is developed with more focus to endurance.

    Voice Samples - English | Japanese
    PERSONALITY

    Kanna is a reserved person, for the most part. She isn't one to share too many details regarding her personal life to others, except those she's close with. But, she's very approachable and a friendly person. Kanna can be soft-spoken in most occasions but its easy for her to get passionate about the things close to her, be it hobbies or people.

    One thing about Kanna that most people notice is her high sense of pride, dignity and honor, but she doesnt flaunt it. Kanna doesnt take offense to most things unless its deeply personal. As a result of her high personal standards, she can be extremely hard on herself when it comes to failure and is very persistent. While most of the time she's smart enough to realize when something is out of her control, there are times where others have to ground her and remind Kanna that she cant do everything.

    Kanna carries that pride and honor with her, bringing it into her life within the Azure Dragons. She's willing to get her hands dirty for the greater purpose of maintaining what the Dragons had built up over the years. Despite her newfound role as the King of the Azure Dragons, she isn't the kind of leader to sit back and let others do the work. She'll treat herself like any other member, volunteering to go out on assignments and being out in the field with others.

    Like many, Kanna has a child inside her when it comes to her hobbies, primarily street racing. But over time, that light has faded following the responsibilities of her new role. However, she's managed to find time here and there to indulge in the smell of asphalt and gasoline as an escape.
    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY

    Kanna was born to a family of 4 in the East District of New Oasis, having a mother, father, and a twin sister named Kasumi. While their mother was a Non-Potential, Kasumi had the ability to manipulate technology and her father was able to manipulate electricity. At the time, her father was an official member of the Azure Dragons.

    Her father was Kanna's primary mentor, helping her learn how to control and understand her newfound abilities. Eventually, Kanna became comfortable with her Potential and was able to keep it under her own control. From there on, she honed her abilities and grew in capability. Kanna continued to spend time each day with her father to practice and keep her Potential in check. In addition to this, her father put Kanna through martial arts lessons and she eventually obtained a black belt in jiujitsu, later becoming an assistant instructor for her dojo. On the side, she also became thoroughly interested in mechanics, specifically cars (and other related vehicles). When she was at the legal age to drive, she bought and customized her own motorcycle.

    One day, after returning from school, Kanna's father greeted her with a letter, bearing the sigil of the Azume Dragons. At first, Kanna thought that it was for her sister, but her father clarified that it was in fact, for both of them. He revealed to the twins that he was planning to retire from the gang and that he wanted Kanna and Kasumi to continue their family legacy within the Dragons. At first, Kanna was hesitant, but ultimately accepted the invitation.

    Kanna was quick to learn the ropes within the gang and the politics between the different districts, as well as the Dragons' ultimate goal of maintaining peace and tradition. However, she was also introduced to the darker side of the gang. The brothels were one thing, but the lengths that the Dragons went to ensure the peace and order established within their district intrigued Kanna more than anything.

    At first, most of the other members paid little to no respect to the twins, seeing them as just shadows of their father. Kanna didn't like that. She made every effort to separate herself from her father's image, volunteering for any assignment given out by the gang leadership. When she wasn't doing anything special, she roamed the streets of the East District. In some events, Kanna proved her worth, showing off her versatility and proficiency with her Potential and her martial arts background. After a couple years within the gang, Kanna and Kasumi were both seen as equals by the other gang members and treated as such. In addition, they were made veterans.

    During her time in within the Dragons, Kanna became involved in street racing, attending her first car meet with her bike. She kept her affiliation with the gang quiet while her eyes feasted on the sight of all the custom cars in the parking lot. Despite her attempt of keeping a low profile, she caught some attention as the 'new girl' and wound up in her first race against a so-called 'veteran' who challenged her, with the bet that whoever lost would forfeit their vehicle. Not one to shy away from a challenge, Kanna agreed. Long story short, Kanna came ahead of the race and won herself the loser's custom car, which has since became her go-to vehicle most of the time. Kanna continued to participate in races, attracting massive crowds from all over New Oasis. Kanna soon found herself among the best drivers and after a couple months, she was the best, of all of them. Kanna held a high reputation within the underground racing community and began hosting her own racing meets along with Kasumi's help.

    A few years passed, quietly and mostly uneventful, up until there was a shakeup within the Draogn's leadership, leading to an opening for the role of Jack. Kanna saw her chance to take on a greater role within the gang, as well as surpass her father. But the path was not without obstacles.

    A fellow Dragon, Ruriko Ikeda, openly challenged Kanna for the title of Jack, to which she accepted with no second thought. The fight itself was drawn out and both of them were equal in their own regards, but in the end, Kanna came out victorious and was named the new Jack of the Dragons.

    Within her newfound role, Kanna led the Dragons through many pivotal moments, including excursions against rival gangs, and partnering with those same rivals to stop a threat that targeted New Oasis as a whole. But victories come at a cost. For Kanna, that cost was losing many of those she cared for. Many chose to leave the Dragons behind on their own terms following the chimeric incident, and internal turmoil tested the loyalty of the remaining members. When the dust settled, the leadership of the gang was no more, leaving the throne empty.

    With a newfound weight on her shoulders, Kanna assumed the title of King, and began shaping the Azure Dragons and the East District into her vision. One that guaranteed the safety of the East District, and enshrined the Dragons as its guardian.
    RELATIONSHIPS

    Kasumi Katsura - Kanna's twin sister, and her closest friend. Though the two were born practically at the same time, Kanna assumed the role of the older sibling most of the time. Kasumi has since retired from the Dragons.

    Ruriko Ikeda - One of the first people Kanna met when she first joined the Dragons, as well as her opponent in the duel for the title of Jack. Despite Ruriko giving her a hard time initially, the two eventually grew respect for each other, more so after becoming veterans and going on multiple assignments together. Since her disappearance, the only thing Kanna has to remember Ruriko by is the katana she once wielded.

    Vulken Beckmen - A childhood friend. The two met in a park in Central when they were kids. She wasn't easily intimidating by him, which made it easier for the two to become friends after spending more time together. Throughout their friendship, Vulken made many attempts to further their relationship into a romantic one, but Kanna consistently rejected, especially more so after she came out to him. Though they dont see each other as often due to their conflicting affiliations, Kanna makes an effort to at least check up on him.

    Yong-Yut Somsri - Kanna met Yong-Yut indirectly through Vulken. Yong-Yut sought Kanna out to help fix her bike, Duchess. During the process, Kanna and Yong-Yut got to know each other a bit more. Since then, Kanna makes it a point that if Yong ever needed her bike services, she would be the person to go to.

    Ryo and Miyuki Katsura - Cousins from her father's side of the family. Had Kanna been born an only child, these two would considered siblings with how close they grew up together. While Kanna was disappointed to find out they were in league with the Albino Tigers, she doesn't take their decision personally. But when push comes to shove, Kanna will be ready to shove. Hard.

 
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  • ALBINO TIGERS
    Kona
    Ryo Katsura
    LEGAL NAME
    Ryo Katsura
    AGE & BIRTH
    24 (September 13, 1998)
    ALIAS
    Kona
    GENDER
    Female
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    5'6" (168 cm) | 135 lb (61 kg))
    GANG & RANK
    Rookie of the Albino Tigers
    ACTIVE SINCE
    2022
    REPUTATION
    East's shining star
    Home District
    East District
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    Ryo sports a slim yet athletic build, jet black hair with highlights and blue-grey eyes which sometimes look purple under certain lighting. While her fashion sense is diverse, her typical go-to choices are dark colors, complemented by simple yet effective makeup and jewelry.
    PERSONALITY
    Bold, outgoing and down-right cool are some of the words her fans use to describe Ryo, her demeanor radiating a sense of independence and strength. As an idol, Ryo isn't flashy or over-the-top, and prefers to keep everything down-to-earth, real and raw. Her mastery of hard-hitting rhythms and lyrical expression entices those who listen to sing along.

    A lot of that idealism translates into her life away from the stage. Ryo isn't afraid to speak her mind and go her own direction when she disagrees with others, but is always willing to listen first.

    To Ryo, friends are family. Anyone who finds themselves on Ryo's good side will have a shoulder to lean on, as she'll do whatever she can to help others with their troubles, or just simply offer support.

    However, if you find yourself at odds against Ryo, it’s very obvious, as she tends to hold grudges over serious violations of her trust or general friendship. She doesn’t take kindly to those who betray easily, and will cut people out of her life if they do.
    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY
    East District’s very own self-made idol and producer. Ryo's entrance into the world of music started with humble beginnings.

    Ryo was the child that needed to be closely watched for her own safety. With an adventurous and curious nature, she was always bound to find herself in places she shouldn’t be in, or in trouble for her antics. That behavior translated into rocky teenage years, where she constantly found herself at odds with her parents for her lack of care when it came to academics. However, she did care a lot about music. It was one of the few things that truly captured her attention and time. For Ryo, she found it to be therapeutic, allowing her to navigate her own emotions about the world.

    There was one artist she was a big fan of - Passeri Park. In her free time, Ryo wrote and performed covers of some of Passeri's popular songs, uploading them online under the name "GALAXY". However, the most attention they garnered was a couple views here and there. That changed however, when she included her sister and they made duet versions of Passeri's music. Their popularity exploded when they uploaded their first original song.

    The more songs they released, the more they became a common name in the music scene. "Sister Duo Explodes Into Music Scene" was just one of the many headlines coming from news outlets, as well as plenty of live interviews with the twins. Record labels started to reach out them, offering lucrative contracts. Ryo was apprehensive at first, but after some discussion, signed on with a label based in Upper Central.

    For the most part, they was given free reign to do what she wanted with little oversight, which allowed her and her sister to make the music they wanted. With the label's assistance, their music reached international audiences. As a result, the twins spent time learning different languages to make their content more accessible. Their live concerts were always sold out, with millions more watching them streamed online. Every so often, they would also collaborate with other artists and groups.

    Their rise to fame earned them a spot among the one percent of society. Celebrities and other big names in the world were their new friends, only a phone call away. One of those newfound friends happened to be Samira Calrissian, owner of the New Oasis branch of her family's winery business, which had taken over the area since it's arrival. It didn't take long for the two form a bond beyond business, and Samira became Ryo's go-to person for advice in navigating her newfound fame and wealth, second only to her sister. With Samira's advice, the twins eventually bought out the record label they were under and turned it into their own. The other music artists that were with the label remained, and new up and coming singers were signed on, getting a shot at fame just like Ryo and her sister did.

    As the years went on, their music continued to grow and evolve, offering a fresh breath to what was being put out lately. Ryo and her twin adopted a unique method of music making, where they primarily wrote their own songs, but collaborated on any choreography that went along with them for live performances. Each album they released came with two versions - one with songs written by Ryo and the other with her sister's tracks. Each version had two songs that both worked together on. It was way of music making that was praised by critics, and gave their fans a way of supporting who they liked more out of the two. Even then, the distribution between the two was always even, and a majority preferred it when they sang together.

    During one of their many coffee outings, Samira brought up the suggestion that Ryo and her sister joined the Tigers, describing it as less of a street gang and more of a support network of like-minded people with plenty of assets to offer that could help them expand their influence, image, and presence in the world. Ryo wasn't oblivious to the fact there was more that Samira wasn't telling her, being pretty aware to what happened on the streets of New Oasis. But she'd also be lying if she didn't say her interest was piqued. It took Ryo a few days to consider the offer, but after some discussion with her sister, they agreed. Thus, a new chapter in their lives began.

    For the most part, she kept her affiliation with the Tigers a secret from the public. But those that had connections learned of her membership rather quickly. And soon enough, new opportunities began presenting themselves. How exciting.
    RELATIONSHIPS
    Miyuki Katsura - Her biological twin, and the other half of GALAXY. Ryo owes much of their success to her coming along for the ride that was breaking into the music scene. Above everyone else, Miyuki is the one Ryo turns to when she can't trust anyone else.

    Kanna and Kasumi Katsura - Her sisters from another mister. Only a handful of people know that the pair are her cousins. All of them were practically raised together, often visiting each other's homes when they were younger. Despite their diverging life paths, Ryo does her best to keep in contact with them.

    Samira Calrissian - Business partner, mentor and friend. Samira was, and sometimes still is, the Katsuras' guide; helping them navigate the high life. It's not uncommon to see them together out in public. As just one of her small token of thanks, Ryo always offer Samira free VIP tickets to their events.
 
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  • Scarlet Phoenixes
    THE OWL
    Yelizaveta Vasiliev
    LEGAL NAME
    Yelizaveta Vasiliev
    AGE & BIRTH
    45, April 1st
    ALIAS
    The Owl
    GENDER
    Female
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    5'8" (172cm) | 158 lb (72 kg)
    GANG & RANK
    Rookie of the Scarlet Phoenixes
    ACTIVE SINCE
    1999
    Homeland
    Ruthenia
    REPUTATION
    Baba Yaga
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    TBA
    PERSONALITY
    "Never thought a woman lookin' that tired could carry on for so long... God, I thought she'd never stop..."
    -Extract from the debriefing of Officer Smalls after his initial investigation of the old Sanctimony Mill​

    Yelizaveta Vasiliev is a forthcoming woman. Deception is absent from her deck of cards, and if you have a question, she will answer it to the best of her ability.

    And many questions were asked.

    Upon Officer Small's investigation of the Sanctimony Mill, he was not met with the fierce territorialism of a paranoid gangster, but instead the warm welcome of a reclusive aunt. Within the now verdant folds of the Mill, Miss Vasiliev reportedly played the role of a generous and cooperative host, carrying herself with a hushed calm even in the face of interrogation. While, ultimately, little of weight was garnered from the investigation, a certain painting of the woman was made: A tired, but welcoming recluse, whose arms are open to all those who would come to her with open ears.

    Different, though, say the rumors. While Officer Small's discussion with Miss Vasiliev painted her as an amiable figure at worst, correspondence with Ruthenian authorities has presented a portrait of a much more concerning shade. While reports of her demeanor remain consistent, her suspected crimes have been anything but welcome news. While a proper investigation was never able to be made into Miss Vasiliev's purported crimes due to international tensions with the Ruthenian government and the confidential nature of her later crimes, reports of arson, blackmail, and increased activity of Ruthenian criminal syndicates are incredibly common following her appearances.

    Indeed, the painting provided through correspondence has been a far different one than a harmless hermit on the hill, and she has been described as nothing less than a Witch by the Nozkow Chief of Police.
    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY
    "Don't be deceived by the blase demeanor. Where that woman goes, fire follows."
    -Extract from correspondence with Nozkow Chief of Police regarding P.O.I. 'Yelizaveta Vasiliev'​

    A campfire crackles, and the dull orange glow of the flickering flames dances across the walls of a gnarled grove. Within the cold tundra of the Ruthenian wilderness, it's a sight for sore eyes. The frigid wasteland's answer to those blue oases of fabled, desert yore. The white, frozen wastes stretch for miles before this grove and will stretch on for miles beyond it. Her fingers decorated by a tangle of ink, a weary-looking woman speaks to you over the campfire's constant, hungry hiss. You rub your hands together, as she does. So deep into the dead of winter, it will still be hours before dawn.

    Stars twinkle above, impossibly serene in their beauty. The same can not be said for the elements above. Gentle, white death blankets the landscape as far as so can see. It would mean suicide to move before sunrise.

    History is decided by what is shared. What's preserved. What's pressed and dried and folded neatly away into a diary, forgotten at the bottom of a leather trunk until the time comes to pass on that wisdom to the next generation. What's been shared over those frigid Ruthenian nights is what paints the picture of Yelizaveta Vasiliev.

    A gangster. A traveller. A wise woman. A fool. A witch. A mother. A deadbeat.

    First and foremost, a scholar.

    Miss Vasiliev first entered the public eye during her enrollment at the Western Nozkow School of Life Sciences. A double major in Botany and Ecology, she made steady grades within her fields of study for a pair of years, until abandoning her academic pursuits and fleeing into the night. When she reappeared, it would be within the Ruthenian criminal underground. It was a wonder among her former peers why she, a young woman of such decent promise would toss her prospects away for such a foolish and frightful thing as a life of crime, but perhaps that was simply how she was.

    Where a life of quiet academic pursuit was all but promised to her, she instead chose the life of a vagrant. For the coming years Yelizaveta went where she willed, and wherever that was, fire soon followed. If she and her criminal ilk were a weed, digging its roots deeper and deeper into the Ruthenian people, then she was one of its seed bearers. A migratory animal, leaving blossoms and seedlings where she went. It was for years that she wandered the Motherland, until she did as those of her age were supposed to, and settled down in the company of some quiet young man or another. They shared a bed, they brought two fresh, bubbly souls into the world, and then she left.

    Away, again with the wind.

    But this time it did not carry her aimlessly. Further up, up and beyond, those freezing gales drove her. Through twisting crags and across snow-capped peaks, she wandered, until she found herself once more where she was supposed to be going. A welcome of tired cobblestones led her deep into the Ruthenian mountains, ushering her into a monastery, long forgotten by time. She spent months there. A fraction of the time she'd dedicated to her trysts with academia and motherhood, but they struck her more deeply than either of the two combined, doubled, and multiplied to the power of themselves. Within those snow-dusted peaks, Yelizaveta found what she had always sought-

    -Purpose.
    RELATIONSHIPS
    TBA
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  • AZURE DRAGONS
    ✦ R E A V E R ✦
    Nina
    LEGAL NAME
    Nina Aurora D'Angelo Aguilar
    AGE & BIRTH
    20 (January 15th, 2001)
    ALIAS
    Reaver
    GENDER
    F
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    5'6'' (167 cm) | 127 lbs (57kg)
    GANG & RANK
    Rookie of The Azure Dragons
    ACTIVE SINCE
    2022
    REPUTATION
    crouching taiga; hidden doragon
    Home District
    North District | West District
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    A weirdo.

    The first thing people notice about strangers at that first, amiable glance is often the minor details, the very first imprint in their minds. Something easy to recall. Whether it be the dewy smell of drizzle, sated hawthornes and wet birch clinging to them when you first met them at the park on a rainy day-- the stench of the month's final days. Or how their eyes lit up with freckled green, the sun tangled in their hair, once the clouds cleared and the light hit them at a slant to frame them. In Nina's case, that imprint, that eye-sore, would be her horndrills. Jutting out like two perfectly stiff peaks atop her head. Rigid, pointy, almost sharp, as if she'd carelessly dumped two entire cans of hair spray on them, etching them forever as part of her skull, petrified by medusa's gaze.

    The worst part is that she somehow manages to make them look good on her.

    Her eyes are split heterochrome, vivid, flat neon colors on each pupils, like she were wearing contact lenses. Further down, unless she's at work, you would normally catch her wearing eccentric sportswear, with her own spin to it. Baggy boxing shorts over compression leggings, loose-fit v-necks sliced at the arms, the plainness of their monochrome colors ruined with blotches of spray-paint. Silver skulls piercing her ear lobes, purple hearts and random stickers pinned on her sweaters-- people often say she's easy to draw, that she would cast a recognizable shadow on a wall if you blasted her with strobe lights.

    PERSONALITY
    Still a weirdo.

    Nina is a creature that roams the world freely, tailing her whims like they were a carrot on a stick. Dhe simply sticks a wet thumb out into the void and follows wherever the wind blows. A vagrant, detached, indulging in the first thing that catches her eyes to wile away the time. She never uses her brain too much, doesn't think twice before taking action, simply because she's never had to. Or rather, because she's been too airheaded to bother. Loud, careless, hot-blooded, scatterbrained, and above all an idiot through and through-- this is how most people would describe Nina. Her impulsive tendencies and lack of tact often land her in needless fights and conflict, whether it be accidental or willingly provoked, usually having to be reined back in before she runs her mouth and makes things worse. Being around her is a binary thing, her exuberant energy is either infectious or completely insufferable. There's no in-between.

    She can be mild-mannered and tactful, only, in select few instances where there's an actual consequence for her actions (such as losing her job).

    There is a strong sense of 'center' to her, as wild and unpredictable as she acts. A set of base values she keeps tucked inside her heart-locket. Idealistic since she was nothing but a shut-in, spending sleepless nights with her head dug in the comics she would trade from all the other orphans in the church (1 pack of gum for each), tucking them under her mattress whenever the sisters checked on their room, Nina stowed herself away in the confines of her imagination. Obsessively, she thinks of herself as the protagonist of one of the many stories she would read, always striving to be the 'hero' in any situation, to delusional extents. Seeking out trouble, putting others before herself, doing as many kind gestures for strangers as humanly possible in the span of a single day, for little to no reward.

    She views life-threatening situations as just bumps down the road, another set of notches in her belt, something to surpass and come out stronger from. Stagnancy is not a thing she's willing to put up with.

    She stays in her own bubble, forever a fissure apart from everyone else. Maybe to drown out that sinking feeling of loneliness in her chest back then, not to balk at the thought of why her parents did what they did. How her family fell apart in an instant; how she never even had a real, loving and caring family to begin with. Maybe, because it was better to live in a fictional world where she could believe in the best of people, be blind and blissful in a city that swallowed the good-natured and spat them back out as empty husks of what they once were.

    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY
    TBA
    RELATIONSHIPS
    Zentsupa Pei - Minimum wage provider
 
  • AZURE DRAGONS
    Juggernaut
    Lloyd Sorvocah
    LEGAL NAME
    Lloyd Sorvocah
    AGE & BIRTH
    23 (April 05, 1999)
    ALIAS
    Juggernaut
    GENDER
    Male
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    6'3" (191 cm) | 191 lb (87.5 kg)
    GANG & RANK
    Veteran of the Azure Dragons
    ACTIVE SINCE
    2019
    REPUTATION
    Unshakeable & Steadfast
    Home District
    East District
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    If you are looking through the eyes of a stranger, you would likely see Lloyd as a tall young man with somewhat broad shoulders. His style of clothing would best be described as 'classy casual'. Though his facial expression may make him seem uncaring, or even slightly intimidating with his size, Lloyd is not one to shy away from lending a helping hand, and friendliness will often be returned with a kind smile. However, if you were to see him handling an altercation, you would see a man who is stern, yet controlled. You better pray he keeps this control.
    PERSONALITY
    Lloyd is a young man who likes peace of mind and body. It is something he will always want to return to, especially when a day has been really busy and/or hectic. In his free time, he despises rushing things. Things like cooking, cleaning, personal hygiene, and even menial chores he takes his time with. If that fills his day, he will be perfectly satisfied. What's more as that during those times he is lost in thought. Lloyd is quite a philosophical thinker, whether it be small or big subjects. Especially with simple tasks he can occupy his mind with such thoughts. You would think he is a completely peaceful and harmless man... almost.

    Lloyd, in the name of peace, can actually take quite the aggressive approach. Now, he doesn't immediatly burst like a red barrel in a CoD game, of course. That would be quite disorderly. However, if certain trouble-makers decide to not cooperate peacefully, you will soon find that Lloyd is a calm and peaceful person because he chooses to be. Especially criminals will know that his soft helping hands, can just as easily be iron fists of retribution. If a situation requires it (objectively or subjectively), Lloyd will use the necessary force to take control of situation to make sure there are no further 'disturbances'. He holds self-control as an important virtue, especially to himself. But even he can be pushed beyond his limits.
    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY
    Lloyd grew up in the east district of New Oasis with both his parents, and as an only child. From a young age, Lloyd has been interested in the news of New Oasis, wanting to know what goes on in the place he lives in. However, growing up in the east district, where things are portrait as peaceful compared to the other districts, he has grown to despise the other districts. Mainly the gang activity that cause those news headlines to appear is what made him have a growing resentment towards the other districts. The other side of that coin is that he has a high appreciation for the district he lives in, and the order that is being maintained. He is unbothered by some of the extreme measures employed to do so, as the end goal of peace is achieved, and therefor justified.

    As Lloyd was growing up, this mindset overall did not change. He still enjoys the sense of tranquality the east district has compared to the others. Though he did get a milder opinion on the Scarlet Phoenix gang, he still very much despises the Albino Tigers (Sorry, Tiger. You're still cool, though), and the Sable Serpents. Even in school when people were talking about the news, or anything about the gangs really, Lloyd would be very vocal about his hatred towards the gangs, except the Azure Dragons. He sort of ended up becoming that kid in school because of it, though he didn't really mind. When he got into his teens, his virtue did get a bit shaken when he learned of the Azure Dragons' pleasure district. To Lloyd, it seems out of place when it comes to maintaining order, a place where a lot of disorder can take place behind closed doors while people are most vulnerable. It was then that his mind really started to open up on critique to the Azure Dragons. Especially since, to him, the chasing of pleasure is something that resembles the Sable Serpents with their narcotics. After a while, though, he has come to accept that indulging in physical pleasures is still better than anything the Sable Serpents cook up. And if it helps prevent crimes or disorderly conduct, then who is he to complain about the way of 'stress relief'.

    Skipping forward to his early adulthood, Lloyd actually ended up working at one of the "establishments" in the pleasure district. It was good pay, and most of the people were nicer than he expected. Aside from the occasional trouble-maker, of course. Lloyd had one of the most unpopular jobs there, which was clean-up. He had it for a while, until at one point there was an altercation with a customer who had not really been following the rules and then was unwilling to pay for services rendered. Lloyd stepped in quickly when he caught wind of it, and with some "coercion" made sure the person paid their dues, before the customer was banned. This was also one of the few times he showed himself being an HP in public up until that point. Since then, Lloyd has been a semi flex bouncer at the establishment. It wasn't too long after this, that Lloyd received a letter with the Azure Dragons' seal.

    Season 2 update:

    Some time has past and Lloyd has been a loyal member of the Azure Dragons for several years now. Joining his fellow members on excursions and missions to aid their cause, serving as a bulwark whenever he is able while his allies are the blades that cut down their enemies. Of course, even a shield is capable of striking down a foe, and he definitely has. His personal training has not stopped throughout the years, and he has kept himself sharp and well taken care of to remian able to serve his organisation.
    However, two important things have happened in a short while of each other. First, he has met a person he thought forever lost in his life, Taria Elramayne. She was his first and last lover until she disappeared. Now they had found each other again, with Lloyd being a member of the Azure Dragons, and Taria in the service of the Sable Serpents. This has caused Lloyd mental and emotional termoil since they had met, which has affected his performance in the field, mainly that he has lost a certain brutality towards those in service of the Serpents, and a proneness to showing them mercy.
    The second important event that has taken place is that Lloyd - while Marrow was taking the reigns - has had a taste of human flesh. Now the intrusive thoughts and influence of Marrow over him has become more frequent, making it harder for Lloyd to remain in control while also staying focused. Even during daily activities, his mind sometimes drifts to that memory, tainted by Marrow. Now, Marrow has set a goal of tasting the flesh of an HP, being a main driving force of seeking out enemy gang members.
    Today, with the reveal of a new organisation aiming to eradicate everything involved with potentials, and the information exposed from the shadows, Lloyd has to change his goals in a different direction while dealing with his personal issues that fight his new intentions.
    RELATIONSHIPS
    Jackson Reese Alessi: The first person, inside the Azure Dragons and out, who Lloyd considers his close friend. While initially having met for a sparring match, organised by someone in the Dragons, Jackson's personality and persistence made Lloyd lower his walls and allow for some companionship for a change. Which was surprisingly pleasant, and Lloyd wishes to maintain this for as long as possible.

    Yona Kowloong: A rookie of the Azure Dragons who Lloyd was tasked to sort of 'train' by taking her on her first official mission, together with his friend Jackson. While her initial demeanor was awkward to him, he would soon find it was a front for some violent and extreme nature. The way she displayed herself - at least at the start of the mission - left a bad impression on Lloyd. A careless approach that could have harmed her allies and put herself in harms way, something he was trying to avoid, especially for a rookie. However, he recognises her potential to grow into a very effective and efficient member of the Azure Dragons.

    Season 2 update:

    Taria Elramayne: A long lost individual from Lloyd's life who has re-emerged as a pawn of the Sable Serpents. This reconnection has caused termoil on a very personal level, since she is the one who has left him with scars in more ways than one, and is one of the biggest reasons for his disdain for the Serpents. He does not know how to feel about his first and last lover in the service of his most hated enemy, albeit not voluntarily. Although they are far apart still, her presence is ever in his mind.
 
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  • SCARLET PHOENIXES
    TEMPERER
    CHARLIE HUGHES
    LEGAL NAME
    Charles Liam "Hughes"
    Charles Liam Wingfield
    AGE & BIRTH
    23 (May 15, 1999)
    ALIAS
    Temperer
    GENDER
    Male
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    5'4" (163 cm) | 136/327/546 lb (62/155/248 kg)
    GANG & RANK
    Rookie of the Scarlet Phoenixes
    ACTIVE SINCE
    August 19th 2020
    REPUTATION
    A loyal dog, sweet as honey and tough as nails
    Home District
    West District
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    Charlie is a short man with extremely feminine features, with smooth porcelain skin and large hazel eyes, as well as a silky and extremely long blue mane most often styled in the shape of a ponytail although it's not rare to see him sporting other styles, both things which he takes diligent care of, a result of his upbringing. This often causes people to mistake him for a girl, as his surprisingly ripped body (though low on bulk) is most often hidden by layers of loose clothes, his everyday look even usually sporting some sort of hoodie or jacket, which allows him to conceal small weapons within it.
    PERSONALITY
    Kind, empathetic and considerably selfless, Charlie is the kind of person you would never expect to see among the ranks of the Scarlet Phoenixes, or any of the gangs for that matter. He is an overall optimist who tries to see the good out of everything and everyone.

    He is a loyal and diligent member of the Scarlet Phoenixes, never lacking into taking the initiative when it comes to finding work around the gang, determined to make a steady living solely out of Phoenix Work. He has entirely bought into the illusion of "family" and sees them as the one he's never truly had and desperately yearns for. He greatly looks up to his seniors and would gladly give his life for any fellow gang member. He is through and through a perfect little soldier.

    Or at least, that would be the case if it wasn't for the fact that the ideals and methods of the Phoenix go pretty much perpendicular to his own. The rookie wasn't born on the streets and never had to fight for survival, and neither was he born with an insatiable hunger for glory or victory. A very sweet person at heart, Charlie often finds himself struggling between what's good for the family and what's the right thing to do by his own moral compass.

    He's a very extroverted man, having no issues to strike a conversation with strangers, and befriending him is quite the effortless endeavor. He's also very fond of his friends, prefering to spend a sizeable chunk of his free time with them, whether they may be from outside of the Phoenixes or not. A solid sign to tell that he treasures you as a dear friend, is to see if he invites to over to have some burgers (his favorite food). He's also a bit of a hopeless romantic, causing him to develop feelings for whoever catches his eye somewhat easily, but once it happens, he focuses on that person alone, he's also known to have been annoyingly clingy to his previous partners in the past, a big cause of the break-ups and something he's promised to have been working on ever since.

    When it comes the time to face danger. The rookie is surprisingly fearless, as he is quite confident in his capabilities and strength, although he is never one to throw the first punch, either you start it, or he's stopping you from hurting his allies. He's very straightforward and fights in a deceptingly mindless manner, but there's more to him than just a walking bulldozer. He's also got a bit of an unexpected violent side, as a fight keeps going, it is harder for him to pull his punches or to think with a clear head, eventually he simply starts seeing red, taking joy into inflicting pain through battle. Despite this, he's still someone who was raised without violence, and thus, is completely against the idea of taking lives, something that he's yet to actually commit and unfortunately becomes an issue for someone in a gang such as the Scarlet Phoenixes.

    During his free time, Charlie enjoys hanging out with friends, practicing with his violin, playing videogames and exploring the city, he's also quite the cinephile, with movies and shows taking a good chunk of his solo time.

    Post-Arc 2: Horrified by the Queen's indifference towards the massacre of civilians, Charlie took matters into his own hand, which ended up getting him punished. The emotional damaged caused by it all has left his view on the Phoenixes tarnished, brewing an even bigger inner struggle between himself and his so-called "family".

    Post-Arc 3: During the Lucky Rabbit Casino Raid, Charlie took a life for the first time, that of an enemy Albino Tiger. This event has emotionally and psychologically scarred him heavily, having realized he crossed the one boundary that separated him from his more brutal peers. Still unsure on what path to take from this point onwards, he's currently under a great emotional struggle, while still attempting to stick to how own moral compass.

    Season 2: While still holding rapport towards certain individuals within, Charlie's love for the Scarlet Phoenixes is gone in its entirety, holding nothing but disdain from their despicable actions. Fortunately, he's good enough at pretending to be a happy and loyal member of the organization, only making his move when not under its blazing gaze.
    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY
    Amelia Wingfield and Rico Hughes were a loving, yet financially struggling young married couple living in the poorer parts of West District. Amelia had decided to come to the city in order to succeed in her goals of starting a business that could improve her life, her kind husband supporting her wholeheartedly. Eventually, with enough hard work and dedication, Wingfield Inc. finally started to get a footing, steadily rising among the ranks of the fiercely competetitive world of West District. Even little Charles' birth did little to slow down their rise, and the couple rejoiced as they were able to raise their child without worry.

    Things did not go that well eventually, however, as despite its consistent rise, Amelia had now gotten a taste of success, and she was intoxicated by it. She started to go in deeper as the head of the company, turning into an overall less caring and attentive wife and mother, sometimes even disappearing for several days straight, and whenever she was around, she was either cold and dismissive, or simply too tired to be awake. Things eventually reached a breaking point, with Rico, a very kind and loving man but of little emotional fortitude, simply couldn't stand the way things went in their household. He fought for Charlie's custody, but as expected, he stood no chance against the powerful CEO and her army of lawyers, and thus finally, left the city one night, as his son was but 7 years old.

    Charlie's lifestyle as a lonely and sheltered rich kid was far from ideals, and despite their best efforts, there was only so much the maids could do to help him out. Even after discovering that he had an ability, his mother had little to say about it, instead focusing in making sure he was the ideal nobleman, worthy of keeping up the good standing of Wingfield Inc. He would often be made to accompany his mother in fancy parties, and was even trained in various disciplines such as ballroom dancing, etiquette, beauty-care, playing the piano and the violin, the last one being a surprising hit, as the boy developed a deep love for the instrument, but at the end of the day, he was mostly by himself in a cold, loveless household.

    Outside of his private life things were better albeit not great. In school the boy wasn't particularly talented at speaking with his classmates, the art of conversation simply wasn't properly taught to him despite of all else. But through his determination to befriend others, he eventually started to form decent, if only a bit shallow, friendships, even to the point of getting into a relationship not once but twice throughout his teens. And as he grew, he also realized that no matter how much he tried, how much he practiced or studied, it would never be enough to earn back the sweet mom from his infant years. At around age 16, he decided to go against her wishes altogether, letting his hair grow for the first time as a sign of rebellion. Once he finished highschool, he decided that enough was enough, and left his old life behind, bringing with him nothing but the bare necessities, some saved up cash, and his trusty violin. He left for South District, and went through a few years of his life struggling to keep up with simple living, jumping from one job to another, the realization of his possible mistake slowly creeping into him.

    It all changed one day, however, as he stumbled across Helva, a veteran of the Scarlet Phoenixes, and after a short talk, he finally had a realization. The phoenixes were a very powerful group that could provide its members with financial security, and most importantly: They valued its members like family, the family that he so desired deep within his heart for many years. Filled with desperation, he begged Helva to take him in, he was, after all, blessed with being an HP, and one with a possibly powerful ability as that. While hesistant, the veteran accepted to put him through a trial. Despite his great lack of combat experience, Charlie was barely able to pass her multi-phased trial, and with a renewed vision for his future, Charlie Wingfield rejected his old name, taking up that of his useless father's, but not just that. Above all, he was now Temperer, the newest member of the Scarlet Phoenixes.

    Season 2: Ever since the incident during the Central District Outbreak, Charlie has come to terms with the fact his heart and desires do not lie within the phoenixes, but rather helping people, particularly those helpless against the dangers of potentiality. Wearing a disguise and going by the name of Behemoth, the young man has gone on his own secret crusade to combat the criminal activity plaguing the city
    RELATIONSHIPS


    Scarlet Phoenixes:
    Generally speaking, Charlie is very friendly towards most,if not all of phoenixes, specially the HPs who he feels to have more of a connection with, he sees them as the family he pretty much never had.

    Helva: Despite her ocassionally odd behavior, Charlie respects Helva probably more than anyone else in the gang, being the one that sponsored him. He met her while performing one of his part-time jobs, and basically begged her to give him a chance. Eventually Charlie proved his loyalty, prowess and cooperative abilities during the trials she had for him.

    Ashley: A good friend, fellow rookie and Charlie's favorite sparring partner, due to their potentials not being too disimilar means they can go all out without much worry.

    Hide: Charlie thinks very fondly of Hide, seeing him as one of his closer gangmates despite Hide's initial colder and grumpier attitude. Now they hang out fairly often and even meet together at Charlie's place to watch movies.

    Hitoshi: Charlie and Hitoshi met during a few jobs they had together and quickly became good friends, Charlie sees him as this goofy uncle that likes to have fun, and calls him Aniki by his request. The rookie now has a far deeper appreciation for Hitoshi after their battle together at the Central Mall, he knows that he can trust the veteran with his life.

    Raquel: Possibly the one phoenix that Charlie doesn't outright like. He's extremely disturbed by her cannibal nature, and has mixed feeling about her actions back when the oversaw his punishment.

    Rin: His precious junior, Charlie has taken quite a liking to Rin and her friendly and bright personality, she's also a formidable fighter and a fun sparring partner.

    Other Gangs:
    Charlie tends to stay away from members of the other gangs. He knows that most of the time it would only spell trouble, however, as a sick twist of fate, he has crossed paths with a few of them before, often not even knowing of their criminal nature.

    Jesper and Tenebrosity: A few months prior to the bridge incident, Charlie went to an anime convention, where he befriended these two by pure coincidence, now they speak almost everyday through a group chat, hes not aware of them being enemy gang members.

    Bash: Charlie met Bash a few months after joining the phoenixes at a convenience store, where both wanted to grab the last bag of chips there was. This turned into a fight that ended in the chips getting destroyed and the birth of a beautiful enmity (as well as both getting blacklisted from the store).

    Kazue: After being ambushed by members of the Azure Dragons, Charlie was healed by Kazue. He's grateful of her actions despite of their technical state as enemies, it made him comprehend that even on the other sides, there were people like him who'd rather not spill unnecessary blood. He also had another interaction with her in the past, one that he'd rather keep private.

    Alice: The kind and mysterious girl she met in Central District, she managed to cheer him up when he was at one of his lowest points. Even after discovering she was an Albino Tiger, he judged that she was a good person that should be protected. He's maintained an online friendship with her after the events of Arc 2, to the point he's developed a crush on her. He constantly worries about their position as enemies.

 
  • SCARLET PHOENIXES
    VIRTUOSO
    MILO NAGISA
    LEGAL NAME
    Milo Nagisa
    AGE & BIRTH
    22 (October 15, 1998)
    ALIAS
    Virtuoso
    GENDER
    Male
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    5'10" (177.8 cm) | 150 lb (65 kg)
    GANG & RANK
    Rookie of the Scarlet Phoenixes
    ACTIVE SINCE
    12/14/2021
    REPUTATION
    A normal guy out for revenge
    Home District
    South District
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    Milo is a young man with messy, platinum blonde hair and golden eyes. He's usually got at least one chalk, paint, or ink mark somewhere on his person. He wears a crumpled Academy uniform most days, sometimes under his coveralls which he wears when he's painting. His ears are pierced.
    PERSONALITY
    When he was younger, Milo was a listless, cynical boy who professed to not care about anything. A childhood friend was the only one who could pull Milo out of his shell of nonchalance, and encourage him to see the world as a place worth living in. Today, Milo lives to honor his friends memory, and avenge his death.
    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY
    Milo was born in the South of New Oasis to Phoenix parents who have both since retired from Gang Life to sit on the Board. Milo, in typical rebellious teen fashion, decided he wanted nothing to do with his parents or their sordid legacy with a violent, murderous gang.

    A childhood friend—himself by then a proud Scarlet Phoenix—was the only one who could ever drag Milo out of his apathetic lethargy. The only one who could convince Milo of his worth, convince him that he had something besides death to offer the world. He was the one who convinced Milo to take his gifts and hone them, out from under the spectre of expectation... And so Milo went.

    Years later, away at school, Milo heard about the hurricane on the news. Heard how it had decimated the South, his home. Heard how it claimed many lives, his childhood friend's among them. His closest companion presumed dead (the body was never recovered; a sad, but not uncommon story from that day), Milo sank into a familiar kind of darkness.

    After spending over a year wallowing in his grief, and seeing that no justice has been wrought for the wrongful deaths of his friend and so many others, Milo has decided that enough is enough.
    RELATIONSHIPS
    Nanami - Milo's childhood friend. The two of them grew apart when Milo chose to leave New Oasis instead of join the Scarlet Phoenixes. He died in the Hurricane.

    Boltius Beckman - One of Milo's best friends. They met in middle school (via Nanami), and remained close throughout high school until Boltius joined the Phoenixes and Milo left town.
 
  • ALBINO TIGERS
    Missy
    "What really constitutes as living your own life? Do you think its wrong to follow the path laid out for you?"
    LEGAL NAME
    Artemis Mac Naught
    AGE & BIRTH
    22 [As of Arc 3] (October 2nd, 1999)
    ALIAS
    Juliet
    GENDER
    Female
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    5'3" (160 cm) | 140 lb (~63-64 kg)
    GANG & RANK
    Ace of the Albino Tigers
    ACTIVE SINCE
    2019
    REPUTATION
    Queen of Fast Hands
    Home District
    East District
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    Artemis, better known to most as Missy, is a woman who stands just below average height at 5’3. Her eyes are by far her most striking feature, the brown color being likened to champagne. Her brown hair is usually very straight, being left to hang in place, reaching her shoulders. Though its rather rare for her to actually work to be dressy thanks to be raised by brothel workers she knows how to make herself look older or younger as needed with makeup and clothing styles.
    PERSONALITY
    To Missy an ideal life looks like one where she could interact with the people she liked, with few strangers. She would have three square meals a day, a nice apartment which was not too big nor too small, a family she loved and was excited to see everyday, and a job which she didn’t hate but didn’t love. Ultimately she wishes to live a peaceful and utterly calm life.

    At the end of the day, the Tigers are just a source of income for her. You pay your dues and make some money, like any other capitalistic system.

    So it’s too bad this woman jumps back and forth over the line between bravery and cowardice and has settled on stupid in the in between. She’s someone who abhors a fight but constantly finds herself dragged into them on the behalf of helping another. Its not uncommon for her to not know what she’s doing or how she got into the messes she finds herself in as she reacts faster than her common sense.

    She likes to say she lives the life of least resistance, that she wants that secure life, but this is because she doesn’t recognize the rebellion in her soul. She’s constantly working hard to her own goals in her own steady pace but she only sees the efforts of those around her due to her own ennui. If you asked her if she was happy with her life, you’d receive a quick resounding no. The sad part is she’s really just in search of what will make her happy.
    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY
    Not much is known of Artemis' life before the age of probably three. Artemis was found outside abandoned by presumably whatever parents had raised her up until that point. Developmentally she was judged to be slightly behind the curve for her apparent age. Thanks to the whims of the brothel ladies she was taken in more as a pet or mascot than a proper child. They each took turns looking after the small child until they bored of her. It left her general intellectual development spotty at best. Still, someone needed to be a "legal" guardian for paperwork's sake, leading to her being at least in a legal capacity Madam Nikki's Child. Shortly after filing the paperwork the ladies quickly realized they would need to give the child a name. Thus all the ladies came to together to give her a name appropriate to what they wanted to raise her to become.

    Artemis grew up treasured, even if she wasn't quite raised with the most care. While the grand majority of the Ladies all acted as Artemis's Mamas she quickly learned not every lady in her new home could be considered her mama as the Matron refused to even acknowledge her existence. For her Mamas, she was a gem in the rough, something to put their effort into in order to receive a tiny human who was genuine in every way with her affection. They did their best to keep her well hidden in the backrooms and brought her to Isaiah's Mother, Iris, whenever the ladies would begin their business hours. Due to Artemis not being enrolled in traditional schooling this not only served to protect her from seeing her mama's job too early but also provided her with socialization for children her own age.

    It's for this reason she latched on to the children there being elated to interact with others her own age. Before long she was a regular face and quickly made friends with several of the children, including Isaiah. For several years all was good. She made friends, her mommas were happy, and she was learning practical skills. It wasn't until the death of Iris that her life received its first shake-up. Suddenly the haven she found with all of her friends was lost and no amount of begging would get her mamas to bring her to her friend Isaiah. The atmosphere of her home fell to an all-time low as the women feared potentially becoming the next target. In a fit of exasperation, one of the Mamas crafted a lie. They told her to just give it up her friend was dead just like his mama.

    Yet instead of giving up Artemis withstood the sadness and stepped up. If her friend was dead then she'd take up the mantle. She'd become an honorary big sis and be someone to look up to just as Isaiah was. She needed to remake her haven in this world, and considering she didn't ever go to traditional schooling she had all the time in the world to wander the district in search of a safe place for them. She couldn't do this alone though she grabbed her remaining friends, especially her well known partner in mischief, and established an underground support system similar to the baker street boys from one of the children's favorite books. Despite the strange spread of the false rumor of Isaiah's death spurning them on the group managed to actually find a safe place hidden away in the center of the pleasure district bringing in various kids of the district and letting them know they would always have a safe spot here. They became the eyes and ears hidden in plain sight of the district.

    [cw child sex trafficing]

    Things continued this way as the children taught each other tips and tricks for getting easy money, whether that be nabbing a wallet from a drunk john or being a good cheat at gambling. Which was fortunate for Missy as the Matron began to take note of her saying it was about time she paid her own way and stopped existing as a parasite on the women there. Though the matron suggested the then 15-year-old Missy join her mamas in their work she venomously rejected this instead paying with the cash she got from theft, odd jobs, and gambling. It wasn't hard to do especially with the support of her partner in crime as they quickly gained plenty from their cons.

    Perhaps if it were just her she could have turned a blind eye to the shady nature of her home. The matron seemed intent on the young Missy joining their employee roster. While Missy passed this off for as long as she could stay in denial, it soon became apparent the Matron was hunting for specifically for minors for her establishment. It became apparent that the age gap between her and her mamas was much smaller than she could initially understand as a child. Most of these women had been brought in their early teens after all. Now that Missy was growing older many of her mamas were losing their youthful appearance, so the Matron was even more determined to bring in more workers. It wasn't until the then-teenage Jackson was employed in their brothel that she was forced to face the reality that children were being scouted and ensnared in this establishment.


    No longer could she stomach staying here, with a recommendation to the younger to seek out their hidden group she left the brothel for good packing up all she had in her bag. She established the group's next big siblings leaving them a way to contact her and her partner if worse came to worst and left them with some cash before bailing completely. When it came to establishing herself with few skills and even less education the West was the way to go. Pockets were deep and people were ready to be separated from their money in the land of gambling. The best part? With their skill, it wasn't hard for the duo to get solid positions as tigers getting to make even more money as a dealer and a bodyguard in their casino.

    SEASON TWO IN PROGRESS

    RELATIONSHIPS

    Maybe I'll fill this out more post-approval as things get developed

 
  • SABLE SERPENTS
    Mockingbird
    Karina
    Legal Name
    Karina Zemova
    AGE & BIRTH
    29 (April 23, 1995)
    ALIAS
    Mockingbird
    GENDER
    Female
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    5'4" (165 cm) | 121 lb (55 kg)
    GANG & RANK
    Veteran of the Sable Serpents
    ACTIVE SINCE
    January of 2019
    REPUTATION
    The nice smile is how she gets you.
    Home District
    North District
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    White hair, striking eyes and a warm smile. Karina is often seen dressed in a combination between purple and white. While aiming to be practical with her choice of clothing when out on a job, Karina does lean to be a bit more disarming.
    Karina's views on peopple is different from most. To her they are mainly tools. While she has a nice charming demeanor when making acquaintaince with somebody, she will not double think to pry into them if it means she can gain some advantage. She is patient and will take her time to get what she wants, rarely rushing ahead of things.

    Her methodical nature has made Karina calm and collect while having full confidene in her ability to attain her goals. Perhaps too slow for some others. This has often put her at odds with co-workers and partners who want things done quickly.

    While she is a good conversationalist, Karina prefers to unwind alone or in a small group of people at most. Those that are in her inner circle are few in number.
    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY

    Karina's parent were not the wealthiest but they worked hard to provide for her and her other two sisters. Karina was the middle child so often times she was neglected as her older sister was a gifted student and her baby sister was in constant need of care. This left Karina to look after herself and find ways to spend her time somehow and the boys from down the street would provide.

    Juvinile delinquency was the norm in her neighborhood. They kids would terrorize the locas with activities ranging from petty theft to setting property on fire. That was until she had an idea of her own. She spend a week staking out a jewelry store, learning the ins and outs of it, who was on duty and how they could be exploted to get in. She convinced their litte gang to go for the big score. On the night of the burglary, they boys cornered the shop owner, knocked him out and took his keys. They broke in and robbed the place blind. The loot was stashed in a few places and the boys came back to their hideout feeling like champs. That was until the cops came knocking. They were locked up and sent to juvie and the stolen jewels were returned. Most of them. A handful of mid-range jewels were never found, but since the most valuable ones were returned, nobody seemed to care too much if the bottom line took a hit. That's what Karina was counting on. She had tipped off the police to the plan. Funny how far tears can take you. Karina collected her loot and sold off the jewels to a fence. She had gained some extra money, but also something more important. A taste for manipulation.

    Over the years Karina learned to maneuver around social circles and target specific people to get an in for new opportunities. From classroom dramas to job positions, she would experiment little by little. Eventually finding new methods of persuation, both nice and sweet, and those of an insidious character. Eventually her poking and proding would lead her into a life of crime again. This time the stakes were higher and the payouts bigger.

    Even with all the talk and persuation in the world, a girl has to know to protect herself in the dangerous world she was getting into. As luck would have it, a co-worker offered to take her to a trainer in koppojutsu. She quickly noticed that the training was not exactly on the up and up. After the lesson, Karina confronted the trainer who revealed his affiliation to the criminal underworld. Namely the Sable Serpents. That was going to be her in.

    Somewhere around the end of 2018 Karina began to have a more proactive contact with the gang. After New years she was considered a member. While her methodology was not something a lot of other members were used to, she found plenty of room to thrive. Often time offering support to her fellow members and gathering infromation in her own special ways. Her favorite part was not the money or power that came with being part of the gang. It was the people she met and those she could figure out like puzzles.
    RELATIONSHIPS
    Tigers
    Robin Krantz "Ripper" - The brutality of this woman is only matched by her abysmal taste in film. Karina spend one movie marathon night where she sat right next to her by sheer accident and it was the only time in her life when she wanted to throttle someone on the spot.

    Phoenixes
    Christina Winchester "Torch" - A headstrong young woman, that has been trying to live outside her mother's shadow. Unfortunately for her, Karina is working for Matilda Winchester and is interested in causing issues for the Phoenix rookie until she yields and agrees to come back home. Karina already severed one financial tie she had as a negotiation tactic, now she seeks other ways to make life difficult for Christina.
 
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  • ALBINO TIGERS
    DEPT COLLECTOR/ENFORCER
    Stratsimir Kolev
    LEGAL NAME
    Stratsimir Kolev
    Age and Birth
    37 (June 06, 1987)
    ALIAS
    Mutra
    GENDER
    Male
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    7'00" (211 cm) | 254 lb (115 kg)
    GANG & RANK
    Veteran of the Albino Tigers
    ACTIVE SINCE
    March, 2014
    REPUTATION
    Not lazy, resting. Reliable.
    Home District
    West District
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    Large, imposing and dangerous. Stratsimir can be dscribed as a shaved bear that wears a nice suit. What would usually be a ridiculous combination of a mohawk and beard, he has turned into another part of his signature look. A holdover from those days peforming for crowds. Under the suit, scars from storied careers can be found almost all over his body.
    PERSONALITY
    Stratsimir maintains a level of professionalism when dealing with his bosses and certain other members of the Albino Tigers. When he is out and about on duty collecting his payment quotas, he puts on a friendly face. That is if they remember to pay. He doesn't like it when an easy enough job gets needlessly complicated and he usually expresses his annoyance through not so subtle threats of bodily harm.

    Stratsimir is often seen by new members as a veteran sitting on his laurels since he lets them handle so much of the dirty work. In reality this is a facade he deliberetly keeps up. The man is a subsriber to the idea of work smarter, not harder. This naturally extends to his duties as a member of an influential gang. If one of the newbies tries to call him out on it, he will be more than happy to show them the error of their ways. If he sees fit to take of his shirt, the situation is beyond deescalation.

    When facing other gang members, he will deploy every dirty trick in the book. He was best booked as a heel and one he remains through his criminal career.
    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY
    Nothing much to say about Stratsimir's early life other than as teen he became fascinated with bodybuilding and strength training. Shortly after coming of age, he was approached by a promoter to be a part of a low level wrestling promotion. After giving it some thought, Stratsko agreed to sign up and become the promotion's newest star. The young man rose to an indie darling as the finer points of the art of pro wrestling came naturally to him. Later it would become apparent that his potential had unlocked and kayfabe was within his grasp.

    Being an indie star was good to him, but the ugly realities of the business would become apparent after a few short years as the promotion he was working for began to suffer from its connection to the criminal underworld. Many of the performers would get hooked on drugs, borrow money they shouldn't and do double duty as hired muscle. Most people would try to get out as soon as they could, but Stratsimir saw an opportunity. While he didn't have the vices as the rest of the locker room, Stratsko would still do odd jobs here and there to properly gauge the risk-reward factors of the job and just how much owing something played a part in it. Eventually that would lead him to pick up jobs for one of the biggest and most influential gangs in New Oasis-The Albino Tigers.

    Stratsimir worked hard for his money and spot. He would collect the debts that were owed, chase after gamblers as a loan shark and crack skulls as an enforcer. All to build his reputation as reliable. Once the bosses figured it was time he got to show the new Tigers how to do the job, thats when he really settled into his job. The solo job became a managerial position for him as he assigned the tasks to the new recruits under him, leaving a majority of the easy jobs for himself. This added an unflatering lazy reputation to his character, but as long as the money kept flowing, the bosses wouldn't care.
    RELATIONSHIPS
    Tigers

    Ryutaro 'Dio' Hashimoto - The big boss. The one in charge and calls the shots. Stratsimir toed the line when it came to gang politics, but soon found that Ryutaro's leadership benefited him more than the other higher ups. When the coup happened, he didn't hesitate to pick his side.

    Robin Krantz "Ripper" - Stratsimir has a working relationship with Robin and tries to keep things friendly between them. Part because they have worked together on jobs enough times to know how each other do things and half that he is well aware what happens to any dumb bastard who thinks he can disrespect her.
 
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  • SABLE SERPENTS
    Vita
    Darling we all have magnificence in our bones, in our soul. Have you learned to bear your fangs or do you still cower in fear of a world which will eat you whole?"
    LEGAL NAME
    Viktoriya Medved
    AGE & BIRTH
    20 (March 8th, 2002)
    ALIAS
    Marzanna
    GENDER
    Female
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    5'11" (xxx cm) | xx lb (xx kg)
    GANG & RANK
    Rookie of the Sable Serpents
    ACTIVE SINCE
    2021
    REPUTATION
    Everyones favorite Graverobber
    Home District
    North District
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    Vita is a tall and lanky woman with strikingly red eyes much like her uncle, cousins, and brother.
    PERSONALITY
    Vita is volatile, blunt, and violent. In every way the picture of an unsocialized child. Even years outside of the grasp of isolation where all she knew was her parents and Bibi the strain has left its marks upon her. As much as she has an interest in others her curiosity leaves its bite and her possessiveness makes people run. People can be lost to death, to fear, to themselves. Her ideal is to have a world where she can always have fun and where people are commodities available to her. The facade of a well-behaved lady has been turned into the number one thing to rebel against.
    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY
    Medved, a name so inevitably intertwined with violence, or at least this was what Vita was taught from a young age. Her memories of New Oasis frail things from a time before what seemed like an eternal effort from her parents to escape all of the horrors of the world. In those hazy memories, she remembered growing up in the North and being avoided due to her family name. While no one in the North was far from the violence that spilled out upon the streets there was a distinct line of difference between the average citizen and a family known for producing unhinged and dangerous individuals in their childhood.

    Perhaps if she’d lived without such a stigma upon her she would not have clung so dearly to her clearly unhealthily violent older cousin. Despite the seven-year gap between the cousins, Vita was always closer to Lucy than Basilio. With the older girl's penchant for violence, Vita was often left on the sidelines unnoticed. Thus the girl learned a clear divide of us vs other, and if the problem was that they were looked down on violence was the answer.

    Her road was clear if she were to stay in New Oasis. So at the young age of seven, her parents took the girl away from all she knew traveling as far they could further north. Avoiding the larger countries they sought out a small town in a fairly unremarkable country and they began to settle in hoping to find a life out in the sticks. A life for their daughter away from crime and violence where the meek couple could raise their daughter as an ideal young lady.

    Yet mere weeks in they realized they may have been in no better shape. Whispers of those who had gone missing twisted into rumors to spread amongst the town. Runaways? Serial killers? Accidents? No one seemed to agree. The ones being slowly picked off seemed always to have been loners or people coming through town. Four months into their stay in this little town the family found the answer to the mystery. A simple family outing turned horrific as Vita was attacked, despite the parents' best efforts all they wound up doing was becoming caught themselves.

    When they returned to consciousness they found themselves in a cave beside rotting parts of corpses, bloodstains, and cookware. Yet the true horror would appear as a shockingly familiar face appeared as the one of the trio who attacked the family, the first people they had met in the town. Demands for answers and conversations that instilled greater fear in her parents meant nothing to the young girl as her parents tried to push her further back hiding her behind them. In the chaos that erupted as the man drew a knife upon them, Vita discovered her potential. With nothing but survival on her mind, she had managed to borrow the potential of the corpse she had landed on. Earth raised as it pierced through the attackers.

    In its aftermath, Vita would remember running. A running that wouldn’t stop even as they arrived home. Her parents became people to pity, trapped in their fears. After all, the young girl learned once more that this world was filled with violence and those who fight back are the ones that come on top in the end. In this lonely existence where she was hidden away by her parents' fears, she felt as though she was the only sane person left.

    It was a draw for anything that wasn't the cloying fear that surrounded her that drew her to befriend Bibi upon the riverside of their latest home.

    RELATIONSHIPS
    Bibi: Her brother, one of the few people she shares everything with
    Rude: A close friend
    Arata: A funny woman working for her cousin-in-law. She finds her amusing and helps her because of it.

    Non-PCs:
    Parents: Of little note in her life, she practically forgot their names (I haven't but they don't matter in the grand scheme of things)
    Dimitri Medved: Uncle
    "Lucy": Cousin
    "Akira": Cousin-In-Law
    Basilio Medved: Cousin
 
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  • SABLE SERPENTS
    YEONGNO
    BIBI
    LEGAL NAME
    Kim 'Bibi' Eun-woo
    AGE & BIRTH
    20 (February 14, 2003)
    ALIAS
    Yeongno
    GENDER
    Male
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    x'xx" (175 cm) | xx lb (70 kg)
    GANG & RANK
    xx of the Sable Serpents
    ACTIVE SINCE
    xxxx
    REPUTATION
    A summer breeze under birds' wings.
    Home District
    North District
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    Empty, flowing night seas in faraway farmlands, red stars gleaming. War-unearthed soil and returned, above and so in the rivers, now tended and cared.
    PERSONALITY
    Lilac petals scatter upon the courtyard. The sun caresses the land, and scorches the untended chaff.
    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY
    TBA
    RELATIONSHIPS
    Vita: Bird of a feather.
    Rude: Bird of a feather.
 
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  • AZURE DRAGONS
    PEACEMAKER
    ERI STATHAM
    LEGAL NAME
    Eribelle Statham
    AGE & BIRTH
    25 (January 9, 1998)
    ALIAS
    Peacemaker
    GENDER
    Female
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    5'1" (155 cm) | 108 lb (49 kg)
    GANG & RANK
    Ace of the Azure Dragons
    ACTIVE SINCE
    January 2015
    REPUTATION
    The peaceful ice queen
    Home District
    East District
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    A young woman of short stature and a delicate frame, her sentitive scarlet eyes are never seen without a large pair of glasses, and her snowy white locks flow down hair back with a silky sheen. Her wardrobe is unexpectedly large and varied, although she usually prefers to wear any kind of combination of clothing that allows her to wear a tie smoothly, a strange fashion statement that mirrors her personality.
    PERSONALITY
    Even among the more comparatively civilized Azure Dragons, Eribelle is the defition of cold and calculated. A smart and seemingly emotionless woman who lives for logic and efficiency, her stone gaze forever hard pressed to display anything other than a poker face. Chiseled into her very core from a very young age, Eri is an exceptionally formal and soft-spoken individual, showing a great deal of respect towards anyone she's talking with, even her enemies. She's also noticeably difficult to anger, and even if such a state is achieved, the most one would get out of her would be eloquent and well-thought, yet demeaning retorts.

    Order and tranquility are among her top priorities in life, evident by her borderline obsession in keeping her possessions, as well as both her living and working spaces, ordered and tidy to an uncanny degree. She is a firm believer that a healthy body and mind are key for proper concentration and success, resorting to various methods to achieve that state, such as meditation, cardio, aromatherapy and nutrition-oriented eating lifestyle, among other things. She is also an avid follower of tradition and family values, believing them to be cornerstones of a thriving society.

    Being indoctrinated into the Azure Dragons for as long as she could walk or talk, Eribelle's loyalty to the organization or arguably second to none, and is willing to work herself to the bone to ensure its survival, especially in the keeping of its relatively positive public reputation. She is willing to follow the commands of anyone in power within the gang, even if the task is remarkable distasteful in nature. However, she is not without autonomy, firmly believing to very well know what's best for the Dragons at any given moment, and is capable of ignoring orders or even act on her own accord, should she determine it would come at a net positive in the end, she is also cautious enough to perform such deeds in a way that would avoid repercussions to herself...Unless that happened to be benefitial to the dragons, somehow.

    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY

    The story of House Statham is not much unlike the many others told about the wealthy families located on East District: Its wealth and influence was not just a result of smart business decisions from a young entrepeneur decades ago, but also from their displays of loyalty towards the Azure Dragons, its commitment and dealings with the organization soon turning a profit that allowed the Stathams to snowball into a house of renown.


    Eribelle was the second-youngest of six siblings, and one of the only two that were born with the blessings of potentiality, overall something that her parents deemed a successful haul. As soon as her superhuman characteristics became clear by the tender age of three, she was made to join her older sister, Mystle, into the proper upbringing of a future member of the organization. They were taught discipline and etiquette, as well as all of the important know-hows of the organization, both their minds and bodies were forged for the sake of the union between their family and the gang, not a particularly uncommon practice among the houses. The two sisters quickly formed a close bond, something of a necessity as they were constantly secluded from their other siblings, seen as the gifted pair selected among a litter of rejects.

    To honor the dragons is to honor the house, that was the motto that her parents seared into Eribelle's mind.

    As time passed and the sisters grew up, soon came the time for their official enlistment, starting with the older Mystle, and Eri following behind a few years later. In time, the younger sister's abilities caught the attention of her equals and superiors alike, a power that allowed her to use the enemy's strength against them. Such a terribly effective way to end conflict was exactly what the organization needed, her specialization within the group then settled.

    The seasons passed, and Eribelle continued with her diligent work, her claws and horns developing and maturing with ease. However, the same story could not be applied to Mystle. Unlike her little sister, her heart grew increasingly weary of the Dragons' cruel and underhanded tactics, the ones that civilians were mostly unaware of. Also unlike Eri, she was only part of the comparatively unremarkable 10%, only able to faintly detect otherwordly energies, while usually without a good use, it allowed her to detect something unnerving about the Queen's jewel, a power that could lead to destruction, should be used by the wrong people, a real possibility when talking about crime lords.

    The older sister talked to the younger in private on the matter, detailing her plans to steal the artifact and flee the country, using the heist as an excuse to leave this life of crime behind. Eribelle swore to aid her sister, and to join her escape, the two together through thick and thin just like in the past.

    The burglary was successful, but the bag holding the artifact fell through Mystle's fingers, her body frozen in shock at the sight of a dozen Dragons waiting for her at the docks, Eribelle turned to face her older sister, explaining with cold and dead eyes how this was her doing, Mystle's heart shattering as she heard the monotone words of her best friend in the whole world.

    The sisters eventually shared their last glances, separated by the bars of a dungeon cell. There was no need for words, the echoing of Eribelle's footsteps and Mystle's wrathful growls sufficed. To honor the dragons is to honor the house, and the dishonorable one had been dealt with.
    RELATIONSHIPS
    TBD [Averse of conflict and cool-headed, it is unlikely she will bear any ill will toward any of her fellow dragons, although not impossible.]
 
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  • SABLE SERPENTS
    INARI
    AKIRA TSUCHIYA
    LEGAL NAME
    Akira Tsuchiya Previously: Arata Tsuchida
    AGE & BIRTH
    28 (December 30, 1994)
    ALIAS
    Inari
    GENDER
    F... Female?
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    5'10" (177.8 cm) | 141 lb (63.9 kg)
    GANG & RANK
    Rookie of the Sable Serpents
    ACTIVE SINCE
    8/16/2022
    REPUTATION
    She's nice! But, um... huh?
    Home District
    West District
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    Akira is a beautiful young woman standing at 5'10" and weighing 141lbs, with long, black hair and thin reddish-brown eyes. She is almost never seen without a smile on her face-- whether it be a slight smirk or her more natural, vulpine smile. She has a very charming air to her, with a very small hint of untrustworthiness. Depending on the person, simply standing by her for long enough can cause one to feel either at ease, or very uneasy. She has a sleek but toned build with a good muscle mass. She dresses very plainly, often wearing neutral t-shirts, pants and shoes while always donning her black, fur-rimmed jacket. In case she needs to be anonymous, she carries a traditional kitsune mask with her.
    PERSONALITY
    While at first sight she may come off as untrustworthy and crafty, Akira makes up for her sketchy appearance with her charm. She is typically polite and soft spoken, giving off a very kind and helpful aura with a mysterious touch to it. Not much is known about her background or her past, and she prefers to keep it that way, often responding with a "Sorry, that's kind of private" and offering a gentle smile when asked something she doesn't want to answer. She is very laid back and playful, toying around with others just to get a reaction, and making light-hearted jests at the people she encounters, no matter who they are. Despite appearing to be such a friendly person, she can also show a more serious side when necessary.

    In reality, Akira is extremely manipulative, sadistic and cunning, often convincing people to work with her in order to use them for their skills. She gains the trust of others by appearing to be kind and affable, only to betray them in the end or abandon them when they are no longer needed. She is very good at hiding her twisted nature behind a kind façade, and is indifferent to others, willing to harm or even kill anybody who gets in her way without second thought. She also seems to be very intrigued with human emotions like fear and loyalty, often making attempts to test others in various ways in order to get a look at their inner thoughts. She is highly intelligent and perceptive, often being able to see through lies, although she may not always act on her traits.

    She is a compulsive liar herself, though she knows this and tries to offset it by occasionally telling the genuine truth when needed. Anything to spice things up.

    Nowadays, however, Akira seems a bit more... outwardly malicious.

    LIKES/DISLIKES:
    + Lattes with lots of milk and sugar.
    + Late nights
    + Fighting. Or, more accurately, watching others try and fail to land a punch on her.
    + Teasing others
    + Manipulating others
    + Blackmail
    + Watching people suffer
    + Following people
    + Learning more about others
    + All music
    + Lying

    - Incense
    - Innocent people
    - Certain eye types; Akira's view on others can vary greatly depending on their eyes. People with bright, happy eyes are seen as people who are easy to manipulate, along with those with angry eyes. People with neutral, boring eyes are confusing to her. People with strict, serious or stoic eyes are usually people she tries to avoid.
    - Being thrown off-guard
    - Lying
    - Sushi. She quite dislikes fish---all fish---but she eats it anyway. It's simple, and easy to pop in her mouth without attracting too much attention to herself.
    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY
    The day that Markus fell from the top of the food chain, Akira disappeared for only twenty-four hours. Nearly exactly that many hours later, Akira showed their face in the North. But... changed. Different. Namely:

    Akira's hair was significantly longer than it had been before.

    "Akira? You're... different."

    "What are you on about, you? I've always been this way."

    And, well, there's no evidence remaining that proves otherwise.

    All of Akira's assets in the West had been quickly liquidated or scattered across the other four districts. As is typical Akira behavior, any questions about her or her past or what the hell happened in one day are deftly maneuvered with non-answers or a simple, "Is that really necessary to know?" in response. As far as she's concerned, the Akira from before doesn't exist. There's no 'new' or 'old' Akira. There's just her. Akira!

    Akira Tsuchiya, or rather, Arata Tsuchida, is actually not genetically related to the original Akira Tsuchiya at all. Instead, she's just someone who is incredibly similar to him. She's his twin from another mother, or something. He passed his belongings---his name and assets---down to her when he skipped town to meet with his family, after having trained her covertly for years. He taught her everything about being him, all leading up to a moment just like this.

    Before she was Akira, she was just another nobody in the West. A nurse, dealing with the many casualties that come with living in the midst of New Oasis' chaos. One night, she let her impulses take the lead, subtly killing one of her many patients. Someone who would be dearly missed, but whose loves ones didn't have the resources to catch her.

    But Akira did have the resources. And he caught her. And he used it against her.

    She was brought into the Tigers discreetly in 2019, under Akira's blackmail. However, any apprehension she had quickly shifted into a pure enthusiasm for her new job. The opportunity to be the purveyor of lies and suffering? It was everything she'd ever imagined. So she embraced being his disciple. He taught her for years in preparation for the day he'd need her. And it all came to a head in August of 2022, when the coup successfully cut and mounted the head of the tiger.

    And out from the remnants of what remained came Akira's Plan B, rising in the middle of the North. As one does.
    RELATIONSHIPS
    Akira's well aware of all of her old contacts. Her memory's been trained well, you see.
 
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  • AZURE DRAGONS
    Countess
    Dyne Enjyre
    LEGAL NAME
    Dyne Enjyre
    AGE & BIRTH
    25 (May 25, 1996)
    ALIAS
    Countess
    GENDER
    Female
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    5'8" (173 cm) | xx lb (xx kg)
    GANG & RANK
    Veteran of the Azure Dragons
    ACTIVE SINCE
    2020
    REPUTATION
    Scarlet woman; overpowering
    Home District
    East District
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION

    In Dyne's captivating beauty lies a danger lurking under. Oh, not so deep only the most acute can sense it, but not so shallow that some fools would not notice until it is too late. Dyne is of average height, of average weight, and nothing else. There is a siren call in every honeyed 'darling' she utters, and a vixen ensnarement in the bewitching make-up she perfects each time. She screams of a textbook femme fatale, a dangerous woman wise men know to avoid at all cost.

    PERSONALITY

    Dyne slides with ease into conversations, natural as fish swimming down the current. A little sense of humor plays into her everyday, while giggles and small laughter are frequent guests of her speech. Really, it is difficult to stay serious for long to one so not so. Life is decisively for fun, and it is not fun to be all grumpy Mr. Serious, is it darling?

    Oh, Dyne will not call herself a hedonist, but she might as well be one. Anything she wants, she will do. Dyne has a persistent quality in line with her way of life. In her lackadaisical manner lies an unshakeable belief in herself to go through what she wants regardless of the price and consequence that follows.

    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY

    To avoid a succession battle in the family, Dyne Enjyre was raised as the adopted daughter of her uncle. Her relationship with her brother was amicable. Instead of working in the family company, she pursued a career in modelling, prim as a model could be, lowkey as someone uninterested in her family large fortune could possess. Unfortunately, following her uncle's death, pressure from the outer family soon led her to be exiled to Oasis City. The inheritance she received from her uncle caused many to turn green. Really, though it was said to be an exile, her brother started her with a lump sum and a generous monthly stipend, so it was not too bad.

    The hounds chased her to Oasis so she could die, but Dyne laughed behind their back. She had long revealed her status as a HP, but her true Potential was something she kept secret from even her brother. So, when hired gangsters barged to her house, she cleaned them easily. Then, Dyne disappeared into the night.

    Really, if anything, life just got more boring once she was in Oasis. She couldn't model anymore, obviously, or vacation elsewhere. The only saving grace of the city was the handsome men and the relish her Potential brought to play. It all started from her butler, but soon she found several men at her every beckons and commands. Really, it just couldn't be helped~

    But after a year or so, Dyne found herself ill at ease. Words from overseas said her brother was facing difficulties, but she could do nothing. He had always been her best support that it never occurred to her that he could fail. But now, she felt like she was nothing but a drain of funding. Oh, Drevis was happy to fund her, she knew, but she couldn't help but feel useless for once. If those wretched relatives send people again and caught her to attack Drevis, she wouldn't be able to feel good. Certainly not.

    Should she apply to one of the gangs? She didn't know much, really, but the stories she heard about the work is awfully interesting. Should she? Yes, yes, and obviously, she chose Azure Dragons. She lived in that district anyway, and it was better to be around familiar faces. What she needed was a different pleasure from the flesh one, and perhaps a bit experience with power.

    With a cheerful hum, Dyne started concocting a plan to join the gang.

    [Season 2]

    RELATIONSHIPS

    • Faris Dwi Arima: A loyal butler. He had been with Dyne for over a decade. Following Dyne's exile to New Oasis, he terminated his contract to follow her. Their relationships have never been strictly professional, but there was now no need to hide it in New Oasis. Currently, he worked in the bar Dyne occupied, working as a bartender.
    • Jonathan Howls: A laid-back manager. He fell into debt following an expensive medical operations. Dyne caught him when he tried to rob her out of desperation. Instead of turning him to the Dragons, she offered to pay his debt and a place in her establishment. He was grateful of the arrangement and currently served as the bar's manager.
    • Boltius:
    • Hector Moses: Ace of Scarlet Phoenixes. They met in a bar, high with the fervor and atmosphere. Their relationship is like that: a crazed spark that mutes with the light of dawn. They don't need more than that.
 
  • SCARLET PHOENIXES
    EMPRESS
    Boba LaVeau
    LEGAL NAME
    Boba LaVeau
    AGE & BIRTH
    19 (Oct 13th, 2002)
    ALIAS
    Empress
    GENDER
    Cis-Woman
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    4'11" (150 cm) | 120 lb (55 kg)
    GANG & RANK
    Rookie of the Scarlet Phoenixes
    ACTIVE SINCE
    2021
    REPUTATION
    A Royal Pain
    Home District
    North District
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    Boba has a golden iris with pupils resembling purple marigolds. She often covers her eyes with the two wings on her head. Golden freckles line her face. She's usually wearing a combination of whites, yellows, reds, and purples. She holds herself in an elegant manner unless something takes her by surprise.
    PERSONALITY
    Dramatic, stubborn, unrelenting, and arrogant are all words that perfectly capture the surface of her personality. She's constantly addressing people as 'peasants' despite their socioeconomic status. Boba holds herself with a high & mighty attitude, often seen as obnoxious or over the top. She's competitive to no end. Boba loves to jump at competitions to prove her superiority or find where she's lacking. Boba always tries to put on an elegant flair; to a random observer, it'd look like she was cosplaying royalty. Boba occasionally grows green with envy, and her personality turns more aggressive, similar to how she'd act if someone tried to trick her. Disregarding her mild sadistic qualities, she's often smiling and radiates positive energy. One last thing to note about Boba is honorable beyond a doubt and she always helps anyone who she deems part of her kingdom.
    A few of her likes and hobbies include, mall shopping, sun bathing, sweet food, and sunny days. She also hates marigolds and boba tea.
    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY
    CW: Spoilers and Domestic Abuse
    Boba was born "first" of her three siblings. Technically, Boba doesn't actually know if her fraternal twin was born first or not, but she likes to claim the title. Her three other siblings are Layla, River, and Iris. Their parents were Quinn and Nora. For much of Boba's early life, she witnessed constant fighting between Quinn and Nora. Yet despite the multiple fights and breaks, they had two other kids, River and Iris. The relationship her parents had was clearly toxic, yet they always got back together. At some point, it felt as if they simply enjoyed hurting each other.

    At the very least, the siblings were raised by both in their own poor ways. Quinn was plain neglectful, and Nora was hot & cold. A lot can be said about her parent's bad habits, drugs, various crimes, and almost every sin under the sun. As for her siblings, Layla, her fraternal twin whom Boba is constantly arguing in that iconic sibling teasing way. Layla is where Boba gets her sassy quips. River acts very lazy and passive, yet they are far smarter than most give them credit for. Boba appreciates River for always telling her anything she missed out of the house. As for Iris, she is the youngest child, she is mute and immensely sweet to all her family. She often didn't understand why mom or dad were gone because of a fight. Though, she was definitely the closest to Mom...

    While that statement wasn't incorrect... it never did capture the full picture until River glimpsed it one day. Their mother, Nora, had been abusing Iris behind the sibling's back the entire time and was the reason Iris had been mute. When River told the rest, Layla blew up at her mother after a drawn-out confrontation, Boba abandoned the house, taking her siblings in tow. They set up shop in an abandoned place she knew of and set up camp there. After a few months of living in that place, and the disaster in 2020, they were able to upgrade to a small apartment using Layla and Boba's money.
    RELATIONSHIPS
    PCs
    NONE

    Non~PCs
    Noa Bakoria Aquanaut ~ Sponsor of Boba to join the Phoenixes. Boba regards Noa as someone who is pleasant, fun, and a loyal subject who has her seal of Queenly approval.

    Layla LaVeau ~ Her sassy Fraternal Twin, constantly teasing and bickering. Though, they both know how much they mean to one another.

    River LaVeau ~ Boba's chill younger brother. Despite acting like the living embodiment of a bean bag, he is very dependable.

    Iris LaVeau ~ Mute and shy, she is the youngest of the family and Boba would kill for her.

    Ariva Aquanaunt ~ While she's arrogant, Boba enjoys her company and the colorful banter she always brings. Ariva reminds Boba of her sister, Layla.
 
  • SCARLET PHOENIXES
    CONTRACT WORKER
    KISARA MCDOWELL
    LEGAL NAME
    Kisara McDowell
    AGE & BIRTH
    23 (October 10, 2000)
    ALIAS
    Prinz
    GENDER
    Female
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    5'11" (xxx cm) | 220 lb (xx kg)
    GANG & RANK
    Rookie of the Scarlet Phoenixes
    ACTIVE SINCE
    2023
    REPUTATION
    Contract worker. Looks a little familiar.
    Home District
    North District
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    A young lady with long, strawberry blonde hair and light turquoise eyes. She is most recognizable with her four large horns decorating her head not unlike a crown, her black scleras, and her jagged, sharp teeth. Her left arm and leg are also covered in what seems to black armor, with energy coursing through rings around them giving them an ethereal lavender glow. She is often seen wearing a neat black and white ensemble.
    PERSONALITY
    A funny little lady who's just here to beat up monsters and cops, but some might say there isn't a distinction between both. A chill lady who doesn't give a damn about anything.
    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY
    Who knows where she came from? She looks familiar. Hired by the current Queen of the Phoenixes as a stopgap measure to beat the shit out of the threats of the South and the police.
    RELATIONSHIPS
    TBA
 
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  • SABLE SERPENTS
    NEUROCONNOISSEUR
    LUNA
    LEGAL NAME
    Luna Liu
    AGE & BIRTH
    27 (May 13, 1995)
    ALIAS
    Zombie
    GENDER
    Female
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    5'5" (165cm) | 141 lb (64 kg)
    GANG & RANK
    Rookie of the Sable Serpents
    ACTIVE SINCE
    8/16/2022
    REPUTATION
    "akira's" violent pet
    Home District
    North District
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    Luna comes across as slightly inhuman. Her skin is a warm beige, yet simultaneously lacking in color. Her eyes are a yellowish-hazel. Her hair is long and grey due to a childhood of experimentation. She’s got sharp canines and a blinding smile: of which is constantly being shot at Akira.

    She wears a costume-esque nurse getup made from black fabric. She decorates her hair with two modified human skulls she picked up a while ago. Her nails are sharp and painted a different color every week to match her mood.
    PERSONALITY
    Like if a hyperactive puppy got turned into a human. Bubbly and excitable about simple rituals, like getting her nails done, getting fast food, and going shopping. Though, she’s less excited if she’s not doing these things with Akira. It’s quite simple to coax her into doing things, as long as the perceived reward involves Akira. If she doesn’t get enough attention, she practically dies. Starts fraying at the seams.

    Knowing all this, it’s surprising to learn that she’s actually incredibly smart. She’s got a high IQ and is an expert on a bunch of different things. For as booksmart as she is, she acts like a complete dumbass most of the time.
    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY
    At the ripe age of three weeks old, Luna’s mother traded her to a zealous serpent for a ziploc baggie of cocaine. She was missed by no one: her father skipped town the second she gave birth, her mother clearly didn’t give a damn, and her siblings were relieved that there was one less mouth to feed.

    So her new parent was this serpent. A tall, lanky man with a lab coat and shiny glasses. He wasn’t a very conventional dad. Her childhood bedroom was a dark and windowless lab, her bed a cold metal table with straps—of which were common use when he came walking in with syringes. Her only clothes were a cycle of hospital gowns. He kept shaving her head, even though she would bite and scream at him to not; her dear pretty hair was constantly mourned. Scars would come to snake across her scalp from the thousands of incisions. He only handed her crayons and pretty dolls to distract her from the feeling of her cells tearing each other apart. Instead of reading her to sleep with fairytales, she would drift off to him reciting his neurobiology textbooks.

    Still, she made her own fun. Her dolls went on epic adventures, from treacherous space mountains to the pits of hell. Soon, drawings of Luna and her imaginary adventures covered the walls.

    Those memories fade behind the incident: the day he fed her white, squishy meat. It smelled disgusting and tasted worse. Luna fought and clawed the fork away from her, but he eventually coaxed the whole meal down her throat. As soon as she did, she had a throbbing headache. She moaned and writhed on the floor, prepared to throw up. She soon fell asleep. When she woke, she noticed two things. One, she was propped up in her dad’s comfy chair instead of the table. Two, she felt different. Conscious.

    Her dad dragged her to a chalkboard and asked her to write down equations: Mass-energy equivalence, special and general relativity, parallax. She wrote them down like second nature, even though she had struggled to write her own name days prior. He jumped for joy, as did she, even though she wasn’t privy to the reason.

    Sadly, the fun stopped after that. She had to eat the squishy meat every day. No more toys and games for her: She was tested on something new all the time, from sparring to reciting books by memory. Within a month, she had reached her limit. She threw up everything she ate, and her head felt like it was splitting apart. In the haze of her burned out state, all she could remember was her father’s disappointed grimace.

    Her training became spaced out. She started to forget what she was learning. She was pushed harder and harder against her limits. Everything hurt. It only got worse as she aged, her molotov cocktail of hormones fucking with the experiment.

    One day, she woke up in a different room. A blinding white room with a window and curtain, with a bouncy mattress beneath her.

    A kind lady came to her and asked how she was feeling. Once asked, Luna couldn’t stop talking: she had a headache, her stomach hurt, it was deathly bright in the room, it was really hot, her brain felt scrambled like eggs. With the power of ibuprofen and blinds, Luna felt much better: better than she ever had.

    The nurses asked her about her favorite color and most interesting dolls back at the lab. But the doctors were like silent hawks. They hushed to each other in horror: the depraved scientist had been feeding her human brains. There was one common thread amongst all of them: when she asked about her dad, they awkwardly smiled and changed the subject.

    Luna was able to fully heal from her potential’s burnout. They released her from the hospital and to St. Riviera Orphanage. She could never quite connect with the others there, though she tried her best to replicate the warmth of others. She would come to learn that the only thing worse than being a lab rat was being a high schooler. She was revered as a prodigy, which was exactly her downfall: she had only been fed antisocial geniuses. People pushed past her in the halls, rolled their eyes at her ramblings. She was plagued by a deep loneliness without a cure. Her only course of action was to keep doing well in school, because at least she got smiles of approval from her teachers.

    While she could have gone into any field of study, Luna had her heart set on nursing. If she could provide others with the kindness she had been spared during her week at the hospital, her life of suffering would be worth it. Even as she told herself this, her hopes weren’t high.

    Little did she know, her life’s purpose started here. Through some aligning of stars, fate put Luna in the same room as her. Her college roommate was in the same category as the bitchy high school girls who mocked her as she passed, but different. She was sleek, simple yet elegant. Every single one of her movements was graceful, like she was starring in her very own never-ending ballet. She was as sharp-witted as her tongue, her laugh melodic in its own way. When she shot a sadistic smirk her way, punctuated by those reddish eyes, she didn’t feel dread: she felt like her whole body was on fire.

    Arata Tsuchida; Luna was starstruck. Everything about her had its own special place in her head. She looked up what her parents did and what they looked like. She memorized her class schedule every semester. The few words she spoke to her were etched into her mind.

    All of Luna’s time was spent miserably prodding at Arata’s defenses. Asking her for help, asking to do her favors, asking to accompany her to small things. If she would just let her in, acknowledge her as something important to her, she would be important to everyone.

    At some point, something about the way she beckoned like a stray kitten worked. Arata brought her under her raven wing. Fixed her messy hair and taught her which clothes to buy. With Arata’s approval, she finally came out of her shell. She shone exuberantly, her personality becoming bubbly and cheerful. Suddenly life was worth it for all the little things they could do together. Grabbing coffee, getting their nails done, shopping, stealing, complaining about everyone for hours... It was everything she always knew she wanted, deep down.

    But college was hard. Her most challenging trial awaited her: actually studying. Her professors expected genius, which she could deliver for the most part. All except for her nursing intro class.

    The boy who sat next to her soaked up the information like a sponge. He knew every last thing about every organ, strand of DNA, blood type… He was a perfect candidate, but she couldn’t. That was a monstrous deed.

    She was put in a bind. Her scholarship would be in jeopardy if she failed another assignment. She could get kicked out, far away from Arata. Her dream life would crumble down.

    It was easy. Almost second nature as she took advantage of his drunken stupor and slit his neck behind a garbage dump. As she cut the brain out of his skull, blood pooled on the floor and stained her hands. Tears streamed down her face as she gagged, but she had to…

    It was worth it. She was back to soaring through classes with high grades. She graduated with high honors. She was hired to work at the same hospital Arata was hired. Life was normal, life was perfect as long as she was with her.

    The cracks showed themselves a couple years in.

    Arata was growing distant. Nothing verbal, but a dissociation that made Luna’s skin itch. What had she done wrong? What was she to do if she lost everything after making it this far? The space between them made Luna panic. She couldn’t lose her: she had to tell Arata how much she meant to her. She loved her: because what stronger emotion was there than love; than the burning blood in her chest?

    As Luna always did, she had her schedule memorized. During Arata’s break during the dead hours of night, Luna scoured the building for her.

    A dead body laid before Arata, as she quietly stood over it.

    She assured her quickly that it was okay, whatever she had done. Luna didn’t think any less of her for it, and mistakes happen, and if it was intentional it was okay, this patient probably was rude and mean anyways, and if it really bothered her, no one would have to know, Luna was good at cleaning up, even covering up evidence, she had learned to once, she killed their classmate for his knowledge, so they could be together, forever, they were one in the same, kindred—

    Too much.

    Neither of them were charged: even if anyone suspected anything serious, the patient's family couldn’t pay for a lawyer. What came for them was worse than the government: a malicious man who looked shockingly similar to Arata. He presented them with their crimes and struck them a deal: train under him in the Albino Tigers, or die.

    Luna was scared, as any sane person in New Oasis would be. But Arata wasn’t—she took on the job with vigor no one had ever seen before. It made Luna perk up. If it was for her, she could be strong. Soon, she found herself smiling about it too. She shared Arata’s most important secrets now. What was closer than that?

    One day, Arata asked to be called Akira from now on. She also said they’d be moving to the North District. And Luna followed, like a gosling to its mother.
    RELATIONSHIPS
    Akira: Sun of her solar system. Ruler of her heart. You get it
 
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  • SABLE SERPENTS
    PETRICHOR
    ANNA GARDENER
    LEGAL NAME
    Anna Gardener
    AGE & BIRTH
    26 (January 4th, 1997)
    ALIAS
    Deluge Petrichor
    GENDER
    Female
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    5'11" (180 cm) | 174 lb (79 kg)
    GANG & RANK
    Rookie of the Sable Serpents
    ACTIVE SINCE
    2016 (Solo) 2020 (Serpents)
    REPUTATION
    Consummate Professional / In the wrong line of work.
    Home District
    North District
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    A tall, lanky young woman without much of a taste for fashion. Anna mostly dresses casually, wearing whatever fits until it either falls apart, or it doesn't fit anymore. On the odd occasion she does dress nicely, it is usually either for business purposes or for the purpose of tricking her family into thinking she has remained an upstanding citizen. To that end she keeps a few suits laying around, and a rather nice bartending getup that she dug up at a thrift store. The only truly distinctive part of her wardrobe is the variety of party masks she uses to, well, mask her identity while on the job. They range from animals, to clowns, to ghosts and ghouls, generally just anything that she can get her hands on and trust to not fall off.
    PERSONALITY
    She does it for the money.*

    Or at least, that's what she tells people. Anna takes great efforts to keep her personal and professional lives separate. She speaks little of herself while working, only ever sharing tiny details of her personal life, and even then only when it's forced out of her. For a Sable Serpent, she takes a great deal of caution in her actions, clearly a fish out of her proverbial water, but that isn't to say that her ambition is any less than the average member's.

    When on the job, Anna plays the part of a coolheaded professional. She doesn't speak much, gets the job done without much of a complaint, and only does as she's told. The reason behind this, however, is her absolute ineptitude in the arts of deception and acting. She's a bright hearted and stubborn woman by nature, and is aware enough of it to know that if she starts talking, she's probably going to end up saying something she regrets. Deluge, as a result, is single-mindedly efficient, caring only about getting the job done as quickly and cleanly as possible.

    Off of the job, Anna is a significantly different person, or at least she is insofar as that she actually lets herself speak. Anna is a doting older sister, a constantly worrying daughter, and an unfortunately unreliable friend. She's aught to put her personal life on the backburner, which has led to the dissolution of most of the friendships from her youth. She can't really be relied on to do anything or be anywhere on time if it isn't related to her job or family. It's just not how she's wired. Likewise, she is morbidly terrible in a relationship, the few partners she has had having all broken up with her after less than a month, though she's never seemed all that torn up about it.

    Academically she is, unfortunately, a bit of a dumbass. She's always been one to trust her instincts more than her brain, and her poor performance in school did not help that matter. As Deluge, she usually manages to reign her more impulsive tendencies in, but the more pressure that's applied to her, the more likely her self control is to crack. She's quick to jump to assumptions and assume the worst, and just as quick to go to extremes when it happens. In her personal life this just equates to her to being something of an easily flustered brickhead, but in her professional life it's almost ended her life more than a few times.
    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY
    There's a lot of things that can lead one to a life of crime, and in Anna's case, it was desperation. She's never met her father, and her mother has been working herself to the bone since before she could speak, almost always absent from her life in order to provide for her, and eventually, her younger brother too. Her pockets were always light, and Anna was made well aware of that throughout her life. Despite her mother's best efforts, dinners often consisted of thin soups and discount starches, and the threadbare clothes she'd wear until they barely fit made her financial status plain for the rest of the world to see.

    When her mother found another spouse, things were nice for a while. Her hours were cut down, and within a few months, Anna had a younger brother on the way. For a scant year and change, the two of them were able to live a life where they weren't constantly anxious as to what the next day might bring. And then her mother's husband-to-be died.

    The official police statement ruled it as an accident. He'd be caught in the wrong place at the wrong time, and had been gunned down in the crossfire of some petty gang conflict. Anna was upset at the news, of course, but her mother had been practically obliterated. Anna could see the pain in her mother's eyes and the grief in her voice, regardless of how hard she tried to hide it, and on top of her ongoing pregnancy, there was no way that Anna could let her work herself the way she had before. Without bothering to ask permission, she started spending every spare moment she had working whatever job she could worm her way into.

    She was young, but New Oasis was hardly the kind of city where that was a problem. A kid her age, especially one with a Potential, could find all sorts of work doing things that adults had grown a bit too big and conspicuous to do. She dabbled in more lines of work than she could keep track of, both on the right and wrong side of the law, even after her mother had given birth and had time to recover. Her mother insisted that she'd done enough already, but Anna remembered just how hard of a time she'd had keeping the two of them afloat before, let alone when she had another mouth to feed.

    Anna spent the rest of her youth going to school by day, and working odd jobs by night. Things were still tough, but between her and her mother's combined efforts, they managed to scrape by a bit better than they had before, at least until the years finally caught up with them.

    While working one of her jobs, Anna was rung up by her younger brother and told that their mother had collapsed. The night that followed was one filled with frantic prayers and nursing, as they were only barely able to afford a stay at the hospital. The older woman recovered after a week's stay, but never fully. The years of abuse she'd put her body through had affected her more than she'd ever let on, and the day had come where it was too much for her to bear.

    Anna dropped out of school not long after, and started working full time to support her family. Anna gave up on living an upright life, and put her Potential to full use. She ran as a contractor for any gang that was willing to pay, doing just about any job they'd pay her for.

    Over the next handful of years, she garnered a reputation as the sort of person who could get a job done. She didn't talk much, which also meant that she didn't complain much, which made her a convenient enough tool for a gangster that needed something done outside of the family. Things were going smoothly up until her mother's condition started to grow worse. Her treatments were becoming more expensive and urgent. Her mother was living her life on a timer, and there was only so much that common medical science could do to slow it down. So, she decided to go beyond it.

    Growing up, Anna had hardly been fond of the gang that ruled over her district, but she couldn't deny that they were good at what they did, and what they did happened to be what she needed. She'd done work for them before, so she was able to join their ranks without too much fuss, but that was only step one. The Sable Serpents was famous for their participation in the illegal medical trade, which meant that they were her mother's best bet. Anna investigated their ranks from the inside, until she eventually managed to unearth the man who seemed to suit what she was looking for the most closely, Paris Alison.

    She approached the man with a deal. She'd work as his henchman for whatever it is he needed done, so long as he agreed to treat her mother's illness. She'd be able to secure the funds for the rest of her life on her own. Luckily, she'd approached him at the right time in his life, and their interests aligned.

    Since then, she's been doing his dirty work, which ironically mainly consists of babysitting his father that seems to be having the most violent midlife crisis of the decade.

    season 2 soon
    RELATIONSHIPS

    • Claudia Gardener, 52, Mother - Anna's Mother whom she respects and loves dearly. Has not made contact since her arrest. Missing.
    • Lukas Gardener, 17, Brother - Technically Anna's half-brother, but she's never used the word in her life. A full-blooded sibling is what she considers him, so he gets the full package title. Has not made contact since her arrest. Missing.
    • Akira Tsuchiya, 28, Major Client - TBA
    • Luna Liu, 27, Coworker - TBA
 
  • SABLE SERPENTS
    TAIPAN
    BASH HIRABAYASHI
    LEGAL NAME
    Bash Hirabayashi
    AGE & BIRTH
    22 (October 29, 2000)
    ALIAS
    Taipan
    GENDER
    Male
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    5'10" (177.8 cm) | 143lbs (64.8 kg)
    GANG & RANK
    Queen of the Sable Serpents
    ACTIVE SINCE
    2016
    REPUTATION
    Dangerous.
    Home District
    North District
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    Bash stands at 5'10", weighing 143lbs with piercing amber eyes. He was quick to rid himself of the blonde highlights in his hair, a painful reminder of the coward that left him. His fashion style is very reminiscent of the District he grew up in, wearing a lot of dark, mute colors and baggy street clothes, most notably his gray biker jacket. He boasts abnormally sharp canines, which have intimidated many foes in the past.

    (Face Claim: Keisuke Baji from Tokyo Revengers)
    PERSONALITY
    Bash doesn't care anymore. Or does he care too much?

    Less enraged screaming. Reduced impulsive behavior. No more cat café visits. Bash has completely devoted himself to the Sable Serpents; it's all he has left, after all. His devotion has quickly molded him into a dangerous Queen who commands respect from both his gang and the three others. He's lost interest in many of the things that would bring a sharp-fanged smile to his face in the past, now focused more on work than play.

    Dulled, depressed, and crabby as ever, Bash has gone through quite a bit in these past months. However, the most noticeable change is his character is how he gets angry. Instead of reacting as he normally would— physically or verbally abusing others— his innate intelligence has seemingly taken the main stage, and he isn't as easy to be driven into a blind rage.

    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY
    As a child, Bash grew up in an abusive household alongside his Mother, His twin brother Mako, and his older sister Lia. At home, his father, the former leader of a ruthless biker gang alongside his uncle, beat them all whenever he pleased. Following a motorcycle accident, and an arrest for homicide that left him out of work, he fell into a depression, and drank his sorrows away to the point that his family no longer recognized him. One day, his older sister, Lia, ran away from home, promising to come back once she made enough money to move them out of there. This angered Bash's father, causing him to beat their mother half to death. Bash, who was sick of standing by idling while they all went through hell, attacked his father in an attempt to stop him, only for his father to burn the back of Bash's neck using his Potential (This is why Bash grows his hair out, to hide the burn mark. This is also why Bash is such a strong believer of fighting without Potentials.) Mako had to stop their father by killing him with his own Potential. The remaining family, consisting of Bash, Mako, and their mother, moved away, starting a new life.

    ...

    Minato had to go. He wouldn't let him hurt her. He warned him. How many fucking times did he WARN HIM?

    His weight kept him restrained, pressing him against the ground beneath them. His fists didn't stop slamming into his skull until there was nothing left but gore-smeared concrete. When his bout of wrath finally ended— when he finally realized just what he had done, there was no point in trying to make her stay.

    "You don't kill friends."

    His brass pupils shook frantically as he looked down at the corpse. Friend.

    Maybe he deserved to be alone.
    RELATIONSHIPS


    Mako Hirabayashi - Bash's non-identical twin brother. The two were extremely close when they were younger, and while they still look out for each other and would die for one another, Mako has recently become...distant. Whatever.

    Lia Hirabayashi - Bash's older sister. She had left the house when Bash and Mako were still young, with promises to return once she made enough money to support them. Now an adult, Bash wonders if his sister was just escaping hell on her own, forgetting about her family. He doesn't bother looking for her anymore.

    Jackson Alessi - ...

    Tri - Dead to him.

    Caio "Snake" Coelho - ...

    Raphael Shaw - Dead to him.

    Ruriko Ikeda - Dead to him.

    Kisara Mcdowell - ...

    Celestine Renee Cadieux - She ran. Just like his real sister.

    Dante Hel-Punch - Who?

    Charles Liam Hughes - Dead if he sees him.

 
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  • SABLE SERPENTS
    AELESTRA
    AELESTRA
    LEGAL NAME
    Aelestra
    AGE & BIRTH
    22 (May 19, 2001)
    ALIAS
    XX
    GENDER
    Female
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    6'1" (186 cm) | 150 lb (68 kg)
    GANG & RANK
    Veteran of the Sable Serpents
    ACTIVE SINCE
    2007
    REPUTATION
    The Winter's Chill
    Home District
    North District
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    A tall and toned woman with long grey hair. Her default expression is disturbingly neutral, devoid of any emotions. Despite her vibrantly colored red eyes, her gaze is long and distant which sometimes gives the impression of the lights being on with no one home. She's typically seen wearing neutral colors, often sporting a red jacket.
    PERSONALITY
    Aloof.
    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY
    The daughter to an unknown mother and an abusive father. She should have never been born, or so her father yelled out at her many times in his drunken stupor. Life was better before she was brought into the world and maybe the love of his life wouldn't have left without a word had it not been for Aelestra. Despite his hatred towards his own daughter, he kept her around. There was a resemblance that reminded him of her mother, someone who was hard to let go no matter how many drinks he went through in a day. She was useful too. A money magnet from the holier than thou programs to feed the poor families and their children. Aelestra stayed out of necessity. A child who relied on a parent for food. However, when she learned to run, she learned to steal, and when she learned to steal, she learned that she didn't need to rely on a deadbeat dad. She could provide for herself.

    Such hopes were dashed though as it is impossible for a young child to escape the cruelty of the real world without the protection of their parents. She was plucked off the streets without a struggle and taken underground. A new home, they told her. They fed her and provided her with clothing; she made a friend too. The hospitality was short-lived as her gracious hosts were curious, hungry for knowledge and wanted to test the boundaries of her discovered potential.

    Most of her time was spent curled up on the floor of her glass cage, shivering uncontrollably as they observed from the outside, taking notes and adjusting the temperature every so often. She did not look at them. Her gaze was distant and her eyes almost always remained fixated on the confinement cell across from her. She would watch her friend, the only one who shared the unpleasant experiences with her, breathe on the glass and draw out letters and shapes. While her body could hardly withstand the extreme temperatures she was exposed to, her mind was able to take refuge in the silent games that were played from across the hall. It became easy to forget how cold or how hot it was when she struggled to decide if the drawing was a chicken or a duck.

    The silence was more pronounced when her cell was shattered, she had almost forgotten what average room temperature felt like. Aelestra escaped confinement with the help of her friend; she hadn't realized how much she missed the bleak sky of the northern district. Freedom was within their grasp but with years and years of restriction, she had no idea what to do now. No food. No shelter. Even that was provided underground. Now what? It was no longer just her either, she had someone else to look out for. Those that were sent to investigate the destruction of one of their most lucrative labs offered her an opportunity. One that provided a path to survival.
    RELATIONSHIPS
    Briar - the only one that made her time in the Serpent lab bearable.
    Akira - her current employer who provides food and shelter as a form of payment.
 
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  • SABLE SERPENTS
    BRIAR
    BRIAR
    LEGAL NAME
    Briar
    AGE & BIRTH
    24
    ALIAS
    XX
    GENDER
    Male
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    5'9" (175 cm) | 130 lb (59 kg)
    GANG & RANK
    Veteran of the Sable Serpents
    ACTIVE SINCE
    1999
    REPUTATION
    XX
    Home District
    North District
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    Covered in scars from head to toe, the discolored patches claiming the majority of Briar's neck and lower face are his most striking feature. He stands at average height, possessing a lean build despite his body once teetering at the edge of malnourished. Usually clad in a black coat and dark colors underneath, he blends in with a number of his contemporaries in the Serpents

    While his piercing blue eyes are a natural color, the same cannot be said of his black hair. Having gone stark white during his time in the lab, his hair has been altered by his Potential, its pigment boosted to restore its original color.
    PERSONALITY
    A result of his many years spent at the mercy of others, Briar has a few problems with authority, to say the least. He does not take well to being ordered around, quick to become annoyed or angered. He's not shy about letting his displeasure be known, more than willing to be blunt and even physical with people if need be.

    While his fuse isn't short, he has a low tolerance for anything he has a particular distaste for, wanting to Immediately distance himself from what he doesn't like. In most cases, he's content to simply go elsewhere, but violence is never off the table. He has no hesitation when it comes to brutality, showing little care for the well-being of strangers and the law. In all areas of life, he does as he likes and only wants to interact with what he likes. Everything else is a bother.

    Despite his lack of inhibitions, Briar is generally calm and fairly normal, especially by Serpent standards. Although, it would probably be more accurate to say that he is detached. Apathetic to anything that doesn't spark his interest, he carries himself with an almost tired look in his eyes and a dull tone. However, there are times when just the right thing will come along to put some life in him.

    When something actually manages to catch his eye, he's pretty excitable, filled with the sort of energy he normally lacks. Although, once he's found something he likes, more of his problematic sides appear. Despite all his issues with authority and the feeling of being controlled, he is a hypocrite who seeks to possess.

    To him, owning something is as simple as declaring it. If he likes something enough, he will claim ownership of it. Born from a need to compensate for all that he has been lacking, as well as a fear that he'll lose everything, he wants to make everything he likes belong to him and only him. This extends to people as well.

    He has possessive tendencies, not liking it when he feels as though something or someone is being taken from him. While a certain degree of tolerance exists, he makes sure to stake his claim again once a threshold has been hit. He absolutely refuses to lose anything to anyone.

    All that drives him can be boiled down to fleeting pleasures and material possessions, no grand ambitions of any kind. He just wants to live the way he chooses, without any kind of constraint. If something gets in his way, he'll remove it. If it doesn't catch his eye, it's not worth worrying about. Anything he likes will come with him, and he'll be sure to care for it. Everything else can just burn.
    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY
    Being the result of an unplanned and unwanted pregnancy, he brought his mother no end of grief. For someone already struggling to eke out an existence in her lowly place in the gutters, only ever afforded momentary comfort when indulging in her many vices, another mouth and stomach was nothing more than a source of endless stress and expenses. For that reason, the woman who birthed him chose to make the most of her terrible situation.

    Having been a longtime consumer of the various products pushed out onto the streets by the Sable Serpents, the young mother and many others had a history of trading in anything they could in order to get their fix when money was hard to come by. Clothes, services, anything a dealer might see value in. And for the devils in the North, people were no different from any other kind of merchandise.

    The only worth his mother ever saw in him was the high she could get in exchange for handing him over to Serpents. A few moments of blissful escape were of more value than something that only brought problems. With that in mind, she did her best to haggle with her usual man on the corner.

    Fortunate for some and unfortunate for one, Briar had more to offer than any normal child. Not as an individual, however. His status as an HP made him a decent candidate for a few of the unethical experiments the gang was known to dabble in from time to time. For that alone, he was deemed good enough to be worth the tiny plastic bag of whatever they tossed at his mother before they parted ways.

    After being brought back to one of the gang's compounds, he underwent the painful transition from the life of a street rat to a lab rat. Subjected to all manner of experiments, he existed to be poked and prodded at, only allowed moments of reprieve when brought back to the cell area with those who shared his fate. However, even those rare instances of what could hardly be called comfort eventually reduced to nothing when the nature of his Potential was discovered

    Upon learning of his ability, his jailers immediately saw possibility and profit. A chance to refine their products and create others that were previously beyond reach. With a golden goose in hand, more extreme and faster-paced development was deemed necessary.

    Briar spent almost all hours of the day strapped down to an operating table, injected with varying doses of various chemicals as a way to refine and distill what was already available. Since he could not control his Potential at will, such methods were the only way. And while they certainly came with the risk of damaging the precious subject beyond repair, they also came with results.

    Over time, the potency of Serpent merchandise went up, as did the profits. The development of certain enhancements and boosters also benefited from the various tests and collected samples, giving the ranks an edge in the war for the city's center jewel. But Briar had reached a breaking point.

    Having been pushed well beyond his physical and mental limits, it was as if the desperate need to survive finally gave him the push he needed to grasp control over his Potential. Seizing opportunity, he broke free in a state of half-consciousness, forcibly plowing through anything that got in his way. Fortunately, there weren't many members around to guard the secret in their basement at the time.

    He only made a single stop during his walk to freedom, giving the holding area one final visit. Even though he'd been denied the privilege of seeing others for quite some time, he still remembered the occasional moments he was brought out of isolation and left with the rest of the rabble. During those times he spent trying to recuperate after being subjected to all the things that cut and burn, he often found himself meeting the eyes of the person behind the other side of the glass. The solitary individual who kept him sane in those moments with mute chatter and distant games.

    Those times were the only things he could call his. Something resulting from his own actions and not from being at the mercy of another. They belonged to him. All of it was his. So, before he left, he needed to collect his belongings.

    After breaking out his fellow prisoner, he continued his march to the outside world, only to be halted by more Serpents who had come to investigate the disturbance within the normally dead silent laboratory. There were murmurs of confusion and other words that were lost on him, as Briar only saw obstacles. While fully intent on removing them, not concerned about whether he'd die in the process, his companion had reservations.

    When the newly arrived Serpents began to grasp the situation, there came an opportunity for the newly liberated rats to join the gang as proper recruits. It was an offer his fellow prisoner reluctantly agreed to. A difficult decision to make, given their position and the uncertain future.

    Had he been on his own, Briar would have simply forced his way through or settled death in the attempt. However, he refused to give up his sole possession, the only thing in the world that belonged to him. And so, in order to remain tied to it, he chose to stay.
    RELATIONSHIPS
    TBA
 
  • AZURE DRAGONS
    HANZŌ
    Retsu Kusanagi
    LEGAL NAME
    Retsu Kusanagi
    AGE & BIRTH
    36 (January 3, 1987)
    ALIAS
    Hanzō
    GENDER
    Female
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    5'7" (170 cm) | 135 lb (61 kg)
    GANG & RANK
    Veteran of the Azure Dragons
    ACTIVE SINCE
    9/3/2004
    REPUTATION
    Good-for-nothing layabout
    Home District
    East District
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    Hair like a waterfall of wildfire, spilling out of a high ponytail that cascades down her back. A whirlwind made manifest. Her body is adorned with an elaborate tattoo running from sternum to below her navel, and with her penchant for... Revealing wardrobe choices... This tattoo is often prominently displayed, and may be seen glowing when her Potential is in use.
    PERSONALITY
    Carefree, sardonic, appearing perpetually amused by the chaos ensuing around her. She wears the demeanor of one who has seen and done it all before, and as a result has grown too bored to take most things seriously. This often manifests in the form of... Laziness, slacking off whenever possible... Blunt honesty, often choosing to speak her mind regardless of others' feelings, and more often than not in a brutally direct manner... And paradoxically, occasional deflection, particularly when asked questions about her past or her extended disappearances. These lines of inquiry are often met with sarcasm or misdirection.

    Despite her laid-back facade, Retsu harbors a quiet bitterness which is masked almost perfectly by her carefree persona, though subtle hints—like her darker moments in solitude or her disdain for tradition—betray the churning tempest beneath the surface.

    In battle, however, her personality sharpens to reveal a focused, ruthless efficiency. She fights without hesitation, with a graceful deadliness that befits her age and experience.

    Mostly though, when it comes to most things that aren't drinking, gambling, eating, and sleeping... She simply can't be arsed.
    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY
    Retsu wasn't born in New Oasis, or even Amestria. Raised from a young age in the art of combat, weapon mastery, and espionage, as she grew older, Retsu was sent abroad to New Oasis. There, she encountered and ingratiated herself within the Azure Dragons.

    As the years progressed, she rose to the rank of Veteran, all the while showcasing her combat prowess and her ability to forge loose bonds with her new comrades. However, she'd always remained something of an oddball, an outsider. This wasn't helped by the fact that she would vanish periodically for weeks, months, sometimes years at a time, only to pop back up again as though nothing had happened.

    Her most recent reappearance was marked by a calamity so great that to many, despite her unreliable nature, the sight of her at Dragons' doorstep was a welcome relief.
    RELATIONSHIPS
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  • SCARLET PHOENIXES
    Shrike
    Akamozu Jun
    LEGAL NAME
    Akamozu Jun
    AGE & BIRTH
    19 (December 26, 2003)
    ALIAS
    Shrike
    GENDER
    Male
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    5'2" (157.6 cm) | 119 lb (54.3 kg)
    GANG & RANK
    Rookie of the Scarlet Phoenixes
    ACTIVE SINCE
    2020
    REPUTATION
    The Problem Child of the Scarlet Phoenix, Shitty Brat
    Home District
    South District
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    A lithe, short, young man of 5'2".
    He's commonly strutting around in trendy, sporty fashion, with dark eyes and a twisted smile that's just waiting to cause trouble.
    If you choose to approach him, be ready to dodge, he likes to "test" other phoenixes he meets with the sword at his hip.
    Try not to be too offended though, it's just his way of saying "Hello!"
    PERSONALITY
    On the surface, Akamozu Jun is like any other young boy his age;
    He'll happily talk to you about the recent cafes he's been to, or the newest digital album his favorite, obscure band of a bizarre "-core" you've never heard of just released, or the smokin', sick, stylish combos he's been learning in the newest installment of the hit action RPG he's been playing through.
    But beneath the friendly smile, and innocent demeanor, there lies a dark, pitch-black shadow, warped and twisted beyond imagination.
    Through his actions, Jun has quickly gotten a reputation for the contrast between his impish, childlike demeanor, and brutal, cruel actions, casually making conversation with enemy gang members, before cutting them open from chin to toe.
    However, his behavior doesn't come from any place of malice, or hatred for the world or people around him, but a genuine naivete to the weight of his actions.
    In fact, he seemingly enjoys the company of even the gang's bitterest rivals, and deadliest adversaries; to him, no-holds-barred, duels to the death are as casual as a game of Tokken at the arcade.
    People die all the time, and for those who choose to live a life of violence and strife, it's only to be expected that it'll come to sudden, brutal end.
    Even his own name will, one day, be added to the never-ending list of causalities, something he knows and isn't really bothered by.
    And if he isn't bothered about dying, why should anyone else be?
    And if they care so much about living, why join a gang?
    To him, it's a mystery for the ages, and he's long since gotten bored of trying to find an answer to it.

    He's been known by some of the veteran members to be a bit of a brat at times, needing to be coerced or bribed into following through on an order, with no amount of pleadings "for the good of the gang" having any success on changing his mind.
    This attitude and impetuous nature has given him a reputation for being difficult to deal with, and harder to handle for many veteran members, but, some of the more personable members have found that approaching Jun as a "Friend" instead of as a superior is the best way to get him to do what you want.
    Offer to go with him to the newest milk teashop after the job, or to see the hip new tourist trap, and he'll be more than happy to go along.
    After all, behind that twisted, pitch-black shadow, Akamozu really is just like any other young boy his age, making his way through the world one stroke of his sword at a time.

    Likes:
    +Trendy things.
    +Sweets.
    +Competitive Team-based Sports.
    +Giving people nicknames to avoid learning their real name.
    +Video Games.
    +Scary Movies.
    +Music.
    +His "Music".
    +The thrill of walking the line between life and death.
    +The Sight of Freshly-Spilled Blood.
    +The Scent of Freshly-Spilled Blood.
    +The Taste of Freshly-Spilled Blood.
    +Spilled Blood Brand Energy Drinks™.
    +And Posting on Social Media!

    Dislikes:
    -Silence.
    -Boredom and tedium.
    -Being told what to do.
    -Being Lectured (Especially by Azure Dragons).
    -Spiders.
    -Getting Banned Off of Every Form of Social Media for Posting "Disturbing Content."
    -Getting Banned Off of Every Form of Social Media Again for "Ban Evasion."
    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY

    Little is known about Jun prior to joining the Scarlet Phoenixes, not even among the greatest informants within the gang.
    None know where he truly came from, or how he came to be the way he is, and Jun himself is incapable of giving them any satisfactory answer.
    His face seems to appear in every four corners of New Oasis, at different ages, under different names, living under different conditions.
    Some found pictures in an article of a young boy, the adopted son of a happy family, proudly holding up a first-place award for an inter-city science fair in Central District.
    Digging deeper found that the family had been gruesomely murdered one day within their home, from what the police could only consider a burglary gone horribly wrong.
    Others found what appeared to be the same child hidden in the background of a photo of an orphanage at North District, gaunt, sullen, the life in his eyes dimmed.
    Predictably, articles on an investigation revealed that it was really a child labor camp, which was promptly shut down, and bulldozed
    And some others found a missing persons' poster for a boy with the same face, who had fled their home in West District, but they were never to be found.
    There was only one common thread they could find in all the evidence they could find, and it was that wherever he went, tragedy soon followed.
    Whether or not it was by his hand remaining an unsolvable mystery.
    In similar fashion, it wasn't long after The Storm that rocked South District, did the same boy appear, going by a new name that he'd made for himself, and with nothing but the clothes on his back, and a bloodied knife in his hand.


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  • AZURE DRAGONS
    Rookie
    Isa Sabiha
    LEGAL NAME
    Isa Sabiha
    AGE & BIRTH
    21 (August 08, xxxx)
    ALIAS
    n/a
    GENDER
    Identifies as male
    HEIGHT | WEIGHT
    5'3" (160 cm) | 125 lb (56.69 kg)
    GANG & RANK
    Rookie of the Azure Dragons
    ACTIVE SINCE
    The day before yesterday
    REPUTATION
    n/a
    Home District
    East District
    GENERAL DESCRIPTION
    Isa stands at an underwhelming height of 5'3”. He has alight brown skin tone and thick, wavy hair that is as black as it gets. He is a small, muscular whipcord of a youth; the ripple and gather of his muscles can be seen under the skin. Asides from an effeminate appearance and an incredible physique, Isa's large, amber-brown eyes and freckles are his most distinguishing features. He typically wears hoodies with a tank-top or t-shirt underneath, slim-fit jeans and black ankle high combat boots.
    PERSONALITY
    Quiet, patient and humble at his best; loud, obnoxious and a show-off at his worst. In either case, Isa does have a generally good alignment and is most certainly socially awkward and sort of an outcast due in part to his history and his convictions.
    HISTORICAL BIOGRAPHY
    Isa lived a simple life up until the age of thirteen when his family died in a car accident by way of a drunk driver. His effeminate appearance and short stature are attributed to the injuries that he received on the day of the accident. Following the accident, he was taken in by his Aunt Nasha. Nasha was from his father's side. Due to the nature of Isa's injuries, Nasha convinced him to undergo gender reassignment surgery and the hormonal replacement therapy that went along with it, believing it would bring some normalcy back into his life but it didn’t --it only further compounded the problems in his life. Long story shot, Isa survived himself, meaning he didn't commit suicide, and he was fortunate to run into a man named Anway. Anway is something like a 'Mr. Miyagi' type character in Isa's life. Before learning how to fight from Anway, Isa was a victim of extensive bullying. Biologically, Isa is a male and he currently identifies as a male.
    RELATIONSHIPS
    TBA
 
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