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Lixy

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This is pretty sparse as I'm encouraging you to include what you want or ignore things you feel aren't applicable. Do try and make this as detailed or full of depth as you can, though, as relationships are going to be a big part of this!


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*Name:


Nickname:


*Age:


Gender: (or pronouns, if applicable)


Birthday: (if known)


*Personality (2+ paragraphs preferable)


Things to possibly include: strengths, weaknesses, skills, sexuality, likes, dislikes, etc.


*Appearance (Picture and/or written)


Height:


Weight:


Race:


Identifying features: (E.g. scars, freckles, missing limbs, whatever)


History


Family: (Alive or otherwise, biological or otherwise)


Relationships:


*Background: (2+ paragraphs, include why they are unchipped, where they live, how they've avoided being taken custody by the state, etc.)





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Raphael



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Appearance



Height


5’ 9”



Weight


130 lbs



General Appearance


Raphael has a very intimidating, tall muscular build with broad shoulders and long legs. She has a pale olive angular features, and barely any facial "fat". Her eyes are a pale hazel and hair hued a deep black, cut in an extremely masculine manner with it short on the sides and longer on the top of her head. It's almost always a mess, spiking up in random directions and what not.



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Personality


Calm at one moment then fuming the next, Raph’s personality is all but impossible to describe. As mentioned before, she takes quite a few masculine mannerisms such as not being afraid to get her hands dirty and always enjoys a decent fight. She's the sort of person who believes that if whatever you are doing doesn't affect anyone else, including herself, than she couldn't care less. If you are a part of some long lost religion that no one has even heard of, she won't care. As long as you don't cast any death curses that is.



Background


Raphael’s father, Frank Parisa hadn’t really wanted any children yet, but he got her and her sister anyway. He was having a great night with two prostitutes when he accidentally got them both pregnant. And 9 months later, he got stuck with both children. This would have been fine if he wasn’t living with his brothers and their sons. Growing up without a motherly figure was interesting for them. Without the womanly influence, they tended to gain more masculine based behaviors and mannerisms along with their names that he let them pick while still young.



Yet when one influence is missing, another takes its place. That being said, the various boys and men Raphael and her sister, Michelangelo had to live with weren't proving to be the best role models. And before the ripe age of 13, they had already experimented with their fare share of addictive substances such as alcohol and smoking as well as various crimes. Petty theft, assault, and underage substance use all under their belts.



With such a record, if was difficult to be keep out of the state's grasp. At first, her “brothers” had her back. Scanning their chip with her following close behind when getting on public transportation, or sharing rations. Then, as she grew older, it got more difficult. Breaking into unattended houses to get a bite of food or forcing her way into a tram car with another person and disappearing before anyone got on her trail. That was one of the perks of being chipless. The government couldn't watch your every move. Hell, they were blind to your existence.



Until she stumbled upon the woman in the park…



 
Clementine



Nickname: "Clem"


Basics:



Age: Somewhere between 18-20


Gender: Female



Birthday: Unknown



Appearance:



Hair: Reddish-brown, long, messy and curly


Eyes: Brown



Race: Caucasian



Build: Average height, but hunched, with a wiry, malnourished body



Distinguishing Features: Clem's appearance is defined by her scars - the right half of her face is disfigured by puckered red skin left from third-degree burns. The burns continue down her neck and across her right side. Her right leg never healed correctly and the ankle twists under, forcing her to walk with the outside edge of her foot. She has a distinct limp but doesn't allow it to slow her down. Ashamed of her appearance, Clem dresses in loose, nondescript clothes and covers her face and head with a royal blue scarf.



History:



Clem doesn't remember much from before her accident - or even the accident itself. (Although she believes she was injured in the Tenant Fires that ran through her neighborhood.) She believes she was once a legal citizen, but her chip was damaged beyond repair in the fire. She recovered from her injuries in a community hospital, but ran away when her faulty chip was discovered. Clem's injuries left her confused and paranoid due to the lack of memory up to that point. Running away happened during one of her foggy moments and when she came to her senses, Clem was too afraid to return, lest she find she was never legal in the first place. Without any friends or family Clem could remember, she was forced to live in the slums.


Clem quickly learned to hide her appearance and very existence, surviving on a mix of luck, skill, and pity from the few officials who came close to catching her. She is now an excellent pickpocket and thief, trusting very few people. She knows the neighborhood like the back of her hand and guide someone through the rough parts safely - for a price.



Personality:



Clem has had a hard life on the streets, and her once kind and loving nature was been covered by her street-wise skepticism and surly disposition. Convinced that no one can love someone who looks like she does, Clem doesn't give anyone the chance to get too close. But deep down, all she wants to be loved for who she is. She is self-conscious of her appearance and shuts down or lashs out when it is brought up. The way to her heart is a long path - only those who can forget her exterior are considered worthy.


 
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Morty

Re: Blank Slate
Firstly, I will be the one figuring it out, fucknut.

Secondly, I'm not risking my ass for your joy-riding credit-munching asshole. Get off my fucking back.

Thirdly, what have I told you about using the coms to communicate shit like this? You're lucky I encrypted this server, idiot. You would've bought down this entire operation, you absolute dumb-ass.

Regardless, I don't give a flying fuck what you think you found, bring it to me and I will tell you what you found. If it's a blank chip like you think it is, then I may have a plan.

3rd Pipe, 12pm tomorrow, don't be late.

Morty.












Morticia Fernandez




20 | Female | Morty or M







Snappy and quick to the point, Morticia is considered a genius at the computer, and she knows this. From the moment she got her hands on a computer at the age of seven, sharing a room with her estranged uncle, she'd been neck-deep in cyber-trouble.






 
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Name: Noah Noahson Goodbrand


Nickname: [N/A a.t.m]


Age: 23


Gender: Male


Birthday: January 12th


Personality: A cocktail of confidence, care, academics and aggression - though the latter has been enforced three-fold by his environment. Noah is quick to jump to conclusions with a short temper, but equally quick to calm down; as if though impulse holds the reigns. Despite this, at core, he is a caring and conscious individual that looks out for the best interest of others rather than himself; a sharp contrast to what is to be expected. He is relatively gullible and will not hold onto grudges for long - but for the time he holds them he does so tightly and bitterly.


/-Suffers from Astrophobia-/-Heterosexual-/-





Appearance(Picture and/or written)


Height: 185cm


Weight: 82kg


Identifying features: Notched scar over left eyebrow.


History


Family: House of Goodbrand


-> Mother: Catherine Goodbrand [Alive]


-> Father: Osvalt Goodbrand [Alive]


-> Sister: Alice Goodbrand [Alive]


Background: Noah was born and raised in the prestigious Goodbrand House, which wielded a considerable amount of influence and power in the modern town. It was a fleeting yet perfect life - top academics, gourmet food and socials ... until the age of 12, where his older sister staged a large-scale conspiracy against him. By tradition, the son is to inherit the family fortune, posing trouble for his sister.


Alice broke her brother's chip and pushed him into a Sky Bridge - causing a speeding vehicle to hit the young boy with devastating results. Noah was left broken and unrecognizable. Luckily, emergency services of the Goodbrand family used top-tech modern technology to keep him alive and started a year-long reconstructive surgery. Alice planted a lie to her parents that Noah had in fact run away, and that it wasn't the unrecognizable boy in a hospital capsule. In order to reinforce this, she hurriedly replaced surgeons reference photo with a cut-out from a magazine. A year later, the operation was a success; no scars, abnormalities ... but a completely different face. One that the parents did not recognize despite his pleading - and of course, no chip to back up his statements. Noah was thrown into the streets and warned should he ever approach the family again, actions would be taken.


Bitter and broken, Noah spent years surviving, hating, plotting his revenge -... but none of the plots were realistic or feasible. [moretocome]


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