Methuselah87
Avoiding conflict starts a war within yourself
Hello! My name is Mikey ( He / They ).
I'm a queer author / artist looking for a romance RP partner.
I've been writing for almost 15 years.
I draw all my own characters.
My post length depends entirely on your preferences.
I prefer private message RP's.
LGBTQ+ characters preferred.
I play men / nonbinary folk.
All genders welcome!
General Rules
Character Skeleton:
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Topic Chosen: (list below)
Name:
Age:
Race: (mythical and/or human)
Height:
Hair and eye color:
Gender:
Sexuality:
Place of Origin/Birth:
Current location: (optional)
Power: (if any)
Weapon of choice: (if any)
Image of character: (if none, I can draw them for $5 - so message me privately if you want that)
Background: (2 paragraphs / 500 word max)
Topic List:
*favorite topics
Please send me a private message with your chosen topic and we can discuss plotting, characters, etc. Together.
Thank you for reading!
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I'm a queer author / artist looking for a romance RP partner.
I've been writing for almost 15 years.
I draw all my own characters.
My post length depends entirely on your preferences.
I prefer private message RP's.
LGBTQ+ characters preferred.
I play men / nonbinary folk.
All genders welcome!
General Rules
- No minors, please (18+ preferred).
- Act respectfully and responsibly.
- Limit to 5 characters max per RP (excluding in-world originals to puppet as needed).
- Post at least once every 3-5 days.
- OOC encouraged.
- No gore/blood/needle mentions.
- No asshole characters.
- No furries please
- I don't ghost, I communicate. (Live your life, though).
- I'm open to all ideas, options, preferences, and opportunities that might arise.
Character Skeleton:
(adjustable as needed)
Topic Chosen: (list below)
Name:
Age:
Race: (mythical and/or human)
Height:
Hair and eye color:
Gender:
Sexuality:
Place of Origin/Birth:
Current location: (optional)
Power: (if any)
Weapon of choice: (if any)
Image of character: (if none, I can draw them for $5 - so message me privately if you want that)
Background: (2 paragraphs / 500 word max)
The blinding light came after the shattering of the glass. Shards of it rained down around Mel, her golden eyes wide with terror, and Viktor had never seen that look on Jayce’s face before. Horror, fear - a bit of both. It was disturbing. Twisted, scared, and angry - all of them had similar expressions at the time of the explosion. Viktor watched in slow motion as the bomb ripped through the room. He knew that he, too, probably had the same look on his face before the explosion detonated. The blinding light was blue - the fire too hot for red - and the pain was just as hot, scorching his nerve endings until he was a live wire of agony. He screamed uncontrollably and thrashed, trying to separate himself from the pain by any means necessary, but it was too strong and too great for him to shake. He heard other screams outside of himself, and at the moment it was unclear whether it was Jayce or the council members. He knew that Mel wouldn’t scream. She was probably dead already.
After the pain came the darkness. At some point, the pain had become too much, and Viktor passed out. If he was alive at all, that is. He had to assume that he was. After all, the pain wouldn’t go away. He would drift in and out of consciousness, rolling over the hot coals of agony as he did, and he knew that death would be painless, so this could not be death. In fact, it was Singed keeping him alive - Singed who dragged him from the rubble and Singed who did everything in his power to save him.
When a few weeks had come and gone, Viktor finally regained consciousness. His pain had become a dull ache and no longer bit into him like a ravenous animal. All of him felt different, wrong. He choked on the intubation inserted into his lungs to help him breathe and before he had the chance to scramble to remove it, a practiced hand did it for him. He coughed for a long time before his breath returned. Then he opened his eyes and saw the cavern - Singed’s workshop. He glanced at the figure looming over him and knew it was him.
“Singed,” he rasped, and his voice was strange.
“Don’t try to speak yet,” Singed replied. “Your vocal chords were damaged in the explosion. Drink.”
A straw appeared nearby, and Viktor drank from it. Cool, fresh water filled his mouth. It was an intoxicating sensation. A hand settled onto his forehead as he drank. Clearly, he’d survived, but… how?
“You’ll recover soon,” Singed said. “Rest. You’re safe, Viktor. Rest.”
Helpless, weak, Viktor shut his eyes and obeyed him. He had no other choice now.
The days returned to Viktor slowly. He was changed, that much he knew. Not only was his remaining flesh scarred from burns and the nerve endings fried, but the rest of him was purple, mechanical, or simply missing. He worked with Singed on prosthetic pieces to help him function until he was able to make new protective machinery to replace the parts of his body that were damaged beyond repair. It was a grim outlook. However, once Viktor was able to sit up and eat, his recovery was hasty. Singed fed him what nutrients he could scrounge up to ensure he got what his body needed to cope with the new augmentation he’d gone through.
Both of his legs were blown off just below the knee only to be shockingly re-grown in purple and blue; his arms were a woven mixture of scar tissue and new purple sinew, tendons, and muscle; and his torso was deeply scarred purple and pink, but otherwise intact. The shimmer had sealed his wounds, replaced his lost limbs, strengthened his body beyond its normal limitations, and steeled his immunity against infection. Singed had repaired him, stitching him back together in pieces and regulating how much shimmer he needed to assist his healing process, but Viktor felt more like the monster of Frankenstein and less like Dr. Frankenstein himself now.
“How is the pain?” Singed asked, bringing him tea in a chipped cup and a bowl of stew. Viktor reached out, his hand shaking uncontrollably, and didn’t notice when he spilled droplets of the hot tea on his exposed thigh as it made its way to his lips. He had almost no feeling left in his body. The exceptions were his face, his hands, and his genitals, which retained most of their sensitivity. The rest of him was dull or numbed entirely. The tea calmed his shaking caused by agony. “Manageable,” he replied in a cracked tone. His voice still hadn’t fully recovered, either. Singed was studying him like an insect, but he was too dependent on him to risk incurring his bad favor, so he didn’t protest. Viktor finished the tea and accepted the stew gratefully. “What are my test results?”
Singed monitored Viktor’s dexterity as he struggled to eat by himself, but made no move to help him. He needed the practice. “Your iron levels are still too low. I added an iron fish to the kettle I make your tea with; it should compensate for the lack of iron-rich food we have available.” He picked up a clipboard and flipped the pages. “You’ll need to re-learn how to walk on your new legs. Likely, they’ll be mostly unfeeling for the rest of your life, so we will have to monitor their health closely.”
“Right.” Viktor finished the stew and used the handkerchief Singed offered him to wipe his mouth. He was too overwhelmed to process everything that had happened to him. “Where is Jayce?” He asked.
“In the hospital with Mel. She’s in a coma.”
“Is he…?”
“He sustained 2nd-degree burns on 60% of his body and is recovering well,” Singed assured him. “Jayce will be alright. He’ll come looking for you, Viktor.” He sat down on a nearby stool, moving carefully like a man in chronic pain. “What will you do?”
“As far as Jayce understands, I am dead,” Viktor said numbly. “I must find a way to garner our research from the lab without alerting him. I need it to rebuild.”
“Hextech?” Singed asked.
“Hextech,” Viktor repeated.
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After the pain came the darkness. At some point, the pain had become too much, and Viktor passed out. If he was alive at all, that is. He had to assume that he was. After all, the pain wouldn’t go away. He would drift in and out of consciousness, rolling over the hot coals of agony as he did, and he knew that death would be painless, so this could not be death. In fact, it was Singed keeping him alive - Singed who dragged him from the rubble and Singed who did everything in his power to save him.
When a few weeks had come and gone, Viktor finally regained consciousness. His pain had become a dull ache and no longer bit into him like a ravenous animal. All of him felt different, wrong. He choked on the intubation inserted into his lungs to help him breathe and before he had the chance to scramble to remove it, a practiced hand did it for him. He coughed for a long time before his breath returned. Then he opened his eyes and saw the cavern - Singed’s workshop. He glanced at the figure looming over him and knew it was him.
“Singed,” he rasped, and his voice was strange.
“Don’t try to speak yet,” Singed replied. “Your vocal chords were damaged in the explosion. Drink.”
A straw appeared nearby, and Viktor drank from it. Cool, fresh water filled his mouth. It was an intoxicating sensation. A hand settled onto his forehead as he drank. Clearly, he’d survived, but… how?
“You’ll recover soon,” Singed said. “Rest. You’re safe, Viktor. Rest.”
Helpless, weak, Viktor shut his eyes and obeyed him. He had no other choice now.
The days returned to Viktor slowly. He was changed, that much he knew. Not only was his remaining flesh scarred from burns and the nerve endings fried, but the rest of him was purple, mechanical, or simply missing. He worked with Singed on prosthetic pieces to help him function until he was able to make new protective machinery to replace the parts of his body that were damaged beyond repair. It was a grim outlook. However, once Viktor was able to sit up and eat, his recovery was hasty. Singed fed him what nutrients he could scrounge up to ensure he got what his body needed to cope with the new augmentation he’d gone through.
Both of his legs were blown off just below the knee only to be shockingly re-grown in purple and blue; his arms were a woven mixture of scar tissue and new purple sinew, tendons, and muscle; and his torso was deeply scarred purple and pink, but otherwise intact. The shimmer had sealed his wounds, replaced his lost limbs, strengthened his body beyond its normal limitations, and steeled his immunity against infection. Singed had repaired him, stitching him back together in pieces and regulating how much shimmer he needed to assist his healing process, but Viktor felt more like the monster of Frankenstein and less like Dr. Frankenstein himself now.
“How is the pain?” Singed asked, bringing him tea in a chipped cup and a bowl of stew. Viktor reached out, his hand shaking uncontrollably, and didn’t notice when he spilled droplets of the hot tea on his exposed thigh as it made its way to his lips. He had almost no feeling left in his body. The exceptions were his face, his hands, and his genitals, which retained most of their sensitivity. The rest of him was dull or numbed entirely. The tea calmed his shaking caused by agony. “Manageable,” he replied in a cracked tone. His voice still hadn’t fully recovered, either. Singed was studying him like an insect, but he was too dependent on him to risk incurring his bad favor, so he didn’t protest. Viktor finished the tea and accepted the stew gratefully. “What are my test results?”
Singed monitored Viktor’s dexterity as he struggled to eat by himself, but made no move to help him. He needed the practice. “Your iron levels are still too low. I added an iron fish to the kettle I make your tea with; it should compensate for the lack of iron-rich food we have available.” He picked up a clipboard and flipped the pages. “You’ll need to re-learn how to walk on your new legs. Likely, they’ll be mostly unfeeling for the rest of your life, so we will have to monitor their health closely.”
“Right.” Viktor finished the stew and used the handkerchief Singed offered him to wipe his mouth. He was too overwhelmed to process everything that had happened to him. “Where is Jayce?” He asked.
“In the hospital with Mel. She’s in a coma.”
“Is he…?”
“He sustained 2nd-degree burns on 60% of his body and is recovering well,” Singed assured him. “Jayce will be alright. He’ll come looking for you, Viktor.” He sat down on a nearby stool, moving carefully like a man in chronic pain. “What will you do?”
“As far as Jayce understands, I am dead,” Viktor said numbly. “I must find a way to garner our research from the lab without alerting him. I need it to rebuild.”
“Hextech?” Singed asked.
“Hextech,” Viktor repeated.
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There was a constant drip somewhere that echoed off the curved concrete tunnel walls and carried the sound for what seemed like miles. It was so deliberate, so regular, that it drove Ara mad. In the inky blackness of the tunnel, he turned his head on the pile of scrap fabric his head was cushioned on to search for the sound with his eyes. He, obviously, saw nothing. Nothing but miles and miles of darkness. His eyes had adjusted to it after three solid days underground without food or water. Still, the dull debris, cracked ceilings, moaning breeze - everything was exactly the same as the day before. Ara’s head felt fuzzy and heavy. He was starving. Dehydration was going to kill him first, though. Unaware if it was night or day, he dragged himself up off his make-shift bed and used the wall to stand, desperate enough to go to the surface for the first time since it happened.
Ara remembered it vividly. It was just another day at work, guarding his high-class client what’s-his-face, when the hint of purple smoke had begun pouring through the vents. He’d never had living nightmares attack him like that before. He’d seen a lot of shit in people’s heads, especially when he was in the service, but whatever was in that smoke had cracked something in him that he didn’t think was possible to break. He just… lost it. First he was on the floor, then someone’s boot connected with his chin, and after that… nothing. A flash of light, maybe. Then his telekinetic powers kicked in automatically, trying to save his life, and leveled a city block. It had taken all of his remaining strength to escape the rubble and slip into a manhole in the devastated street before the cops arrived. He’d wandered the tunnels for two day before finding a safe place to hide. There was a dump nearby, so he’d pulled out what he could to make himself something resembling a bed, and slept for over 26 hours trying to recover.
It stunk down here. The air was stale and tinged with mold, garbage, and sewer water. Still, it was quiet and safe. Much safer than his topside apartment on the water. Out there, it was always foggy and cold, and he was sure that if he went anywhere near it that they’d kill him stone dead after what he’d done. As he pushed his auburn hair out of his face, his hazel eyes glittered with life. He wasn’t ready to die yet. Determined, he back-tracked his way about three miles at a steady stumble to a man-sized crack in the wall littered with rat feces. He pushed himself through it, dodging the sharp corners he already knew were there, and stepped into the blackened subway tunnel. It rumbled with the far distant sound of subway tracks.
There were miles of abandoned tunnels beneath Gotham city - some had been initially intended as subway tunnels, some as floodways that had collapsed - and they were the last place a man on the run could find respite in this godforsaken city. Gotham was packed with the scum of the earth. A homeless urchin would turn you in to the pigs for a single crisp French fry in this fucking place.
Hopping down onto the tracks, Ara hugged the wall and crept down the tunnel. He crouched down as the tunnel opened to the platform, peering over carefully. No one was there. It was filthy, covered in overflowing garbage and three inches of dust and dirt. Perfect. He crawled up onto the platform, clutching his coat around him as the rumble of the subway car grew louder and louder, and he got a flash of panic that it would stop here before it rushed by at top speed. Of course it didn’t stop here anymore. He watched it fly by, barely glimpsing the well-dressed people inside, the lights from the car flashing over him in warm waves for barely a second before it disappeared into the tunnel once more. This was the worst part of town. It would be stupid to give these bastards a chance to get on the subway.
Relieved, Ara pulled up the hood of his coat and shoved his hands deep into the pockets. He turned to go, climbing the stairs to the surface slowly. All he had was a handful of cash and the keys to his apartment; he’d left his wallet at home the day of the incident, and hell only knew if his car had survived the blast. He fingered his keys in his pocket thoughtfully. He wanted to go look for it. At least he’d have a nicer place to sleep until he felt like he could go home.
Once he reached the surface and the blinding light of the rusted street lamps washed over him, the clean air felt like a shot of adrenaline in his veins. He inhaled deeply, sighing. It was cold. Summer was over for certain. It was late, probably 3am, and the streets were empty. Good. The last thing he wanted was to hide in alleyways on his way to the nearest bodega. It was three blocks away and shady as fuck as it was. Ara didn’t care at this point; he was the most dangerous thing around here these days. Still, it never hurt to be careful. He walked there entirely unmolested. Once inside, he perused the aisles. A few high-calorie snacks, something about electrolytes in a packet, and a pack of cigarettes. He’d never smoked before but he hoped they would help. He bought them quickly and left; as he walked to his next stop, a 24-hour diner, it took all of his willpower to not eat his snacks. He had to save them for later. He had to. Ara bought half the menu, drank three glasses of water, and ate slowly. He was pretty much broke now, but at least he could eat.
Ara remembered it vividly. It was just another day at work, guarding his high-class client what’s-his-face, when the hint of purple smoke had begun pouring through the vents. He’d never had living nightmares attack him like that before. He’d seen a lot of shit in people’s heads, especially when he was in the service, but whatever was in that smoke had cracked something in him that he didn’t think was possible to break. He just… lost it. First he was on the floor, then someone’s boot connected with his chin, and after that… nothing. A flash of light, maybe. Then his telekinetic powers kicked in automatically, trying to save his life, and leveled a city block. It had taken all of his remaining strength to escape the rubble and slip into a manhole in the devastated street before the cops arrived. He’d wandered the tunnels for two day before finding a safe place to hide. There was a dump nearby, so he’d pulled out what he could to make himself something resembling a bed, and slept for over 26 hours trying to recover.
It stunk down here. The air was stale and tinged with mold, garbage, and sewer water. Still, it was quiet and safe. Much safer than his topside apartment on the water. Out there, it was always foggy and cold, and he was sure that if he went anywhere near it that they’d kill him stone dead after what he’d done. As he pushed his auburn hair out of his face, his hazel eyes glittered with life. He wasn’t ready to die yet. Determined, he back-tracked his way about three miles at a steady stumble to a man-sized crack in the wall littered with rat feces. He pushed himself through it, dodging the sharp corners he already knew were there, and stepped into the blackened subway tunnel. It rumbled with the far distant sound of subway tracks.
There were miles of abandoned tunnels beneath Gotham city - some had been initially intended as subway tunnels, some as floodways that had collapsed - and they were the last place a man on the run could find respite in this godforsaken city. Gotham was packed with the scum of the earth. A homeless urchin would turn you in to the pigs for a single crisp French fry in this fucking place.
Hopping down onto the tracks, Ara hugged the wall and crept down the tunnel. He crouched down as the tunnel opened to the platform, peering over carefully. No one was there. It was filthy, covered in overflowing garbage and three inches of dust and dirt. Perfect. He crawled up onto the platform, clutching his coat around him as the rumble of the subway car grew louder and louder, and he got a flash of panic that it would stop here before it rushed by at top speed. Of course it didn’t stop here anymore. He watched it fly by, barely glimpsing the well-dressed people inside, the lights from the car flashing over him in warm waves for barely a second before it disappeared into the tunnel once more. This was the worst part of town. It would be stupid to give these bastards a chance to get on the subway.
Relieved, Ara pulled up the hood of his coat and shoved his hands deep into the pockets. He turned to go, climbing the stairs to the surface slowly. All he had was a handful of cash and the keys to his apartment; he’d left his wallet at home the day of the incident, and hell only knew if his car had survived the blast. He fingered his keys in his pocket thoughtfully. He wanted to go look for it. At least he’d have a nicer place to sleep until he felt like he could go home.
Once he reached the surface and the blinding light of the rusted street lamps washed over him, the clean air felt like a shot of adrenaline in his veins. He inhaled deeply, sighing. It was cold. Summer was over for certain. It was late, probably 3am, and the streets were empty. Good. The last thing he wanted was to hide in alleyways on his way to the nearest bodega. It was three blocks away and shady as fuck as it was. Ara didn’t care at this point; he was the most dangerous thing around here these days. Still, it never hurt to be careful. He walked there entirely unmolested. Once inside, he perused the aisles. A few high-calorie snacks, something about electrolytes in a packet, and a pack of cigarettes. He’d never smoked before but he hoped they would help. He bought them quickly and left; as he walked to his next stop, a 24-hour diner, it took all of his willpower to not eat his snacks. He had to save them for later. He had to. Ara bought half the menu, drank three glasses of water, and ate slowly. He was pretty much broke now, but at least he could eat.
Topic Chosen: Avatar the Last Airbender
Name: Shan Wae
Age: 23
Race: Human
Height: 5”8
Hair and eye color: Brown, blue
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
Place of Origin/Birth: Ba Sing Se
Current location: Unknown
Power: Earthbending
Weapon of choice: Fists
Image of character:
Background:
Born in Ba Sing Se, Shan Wae was raised by noblemen who resisted the changes the war brought. They liked the system that benefitted them and fought against the inclusion and equality for the sake of keeping their properties and wealth. His parents were both alive and well when he decided to leave home. They pleaded with him to stay, since he was the eldest of three, and he was their heir, but their cries fell on deaf ears. He’d seen their ugly natures. His two younger brothers were just like his parents, and so he bid them all goodbye on the eve of his 18th birthday.
As he wandered the country, he took odd jobs in exchange for food and lodgings, and had his mind set on cultivating his own plot of land somewhere no one would ever find him. Until then, he begrudgingly spent time around other people, much preferring the solace of nature.
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Topic Chosen: X-Men
Name: Myoren Torrent
Age: 19
Race: Mutant
Height: 6'0
Hair and eye color: Black, green
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Gay
Place of Origin/Birth: Colorado, April 14th
Current location: Michigan
Power: Telekinesis / Telepathy
Weapon of choice: Pocket knife
Image of character:
Background:
From a low income area, Myoren spends most of his time reading and practicing his telekinesis. He's physically very weak. Tall, lanky, and moody, he avoids people and prefers to be alone. He's been lonely all his life - his father left when he was 3 years old, and his mother works two jobs and is never home. He basically raised himself. He kept a low profile in school despite his high IQ. Mostly, he wants to have a simple, easy life, where he can be left alone. Secretly, he wishes he could become powerful enough to save people from the evils of the world and be a hero. He ran away from home to join a rumored “mutant camp” located somewhere in the Northern woods of Michigan.
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Topic Chosen: Black Sails
Name: Thomas Byron
Age: 15
Race: Human
Height: 5”8
Hair and eye color: Black, blue
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Pansexual
Place of Origin/Birth: London, England
Current location: The Walrus, ship of Captain Flint
Power: N/A
Weapon of choice: Sword, pistol
Background:
Thomas was a rambunctious youth who embarrassed his civilian family to the point of exile. They kicked him out, the Navy took him in, and he defected at the first opportunity for an independent life - but not before learning how to fight, shoot, and sail. He's fast, and smart, but not passionate enough for leadership. He prefers to be one of the crew. To disappear. Despite his strength and talents, his arrogance has evaporated. He is a subdued man raring for a fight.
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Topic Chosen: Star Trek
Name: Donik Sari
Age: 25
Race: Vulcan and Romulan
Height: 6'0
Hair and eye color: Black, hazel
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Gay
Place of Origin/Birth: Escape pod. Grew up on Vulcan
Current location: Unknown
Power: Mind melding
Weapon of choice: Concealed knife.
Image of character:
Background:
Lieutenant Donik Sari serves in Starfleet as a science officer specializing in tactical strategy, linguistics, and diplomacy. He adopted an orphaned baby girl at age 25 named T'Song with dark eyes and black hair. He met and married a handsome doctor while stationed nearby DS9. The doctor was killed five years later, leaving an emotional scar that barred him from romance for a decade at least. He's known to sleep around. His daughter will grow up to be trained in martial arts and follow in her father's footsteps to serve in Starfleet.
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Topic Chosen: Midnight Mass
Name: Seth Cardinal
Age: 25
Race: Vampire
Height: 6’2
Hair and eye color: Black, dark brown
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Unknown
Place of Origin/Birth: Crockett Island
Current location: Portland, Maine
Power: Vampiric
Weapon of choice: None
Image of character:
Background:
Seth's mother and father raised him in the Catholic church with his 6 siblings. They were regulars at the church, even before Father Paul cured Leeza of paralysis. When strange things began to happen, his parents forbade them from going to town, and decided to have their own church at home. However… they were already infected with the blood of the angel.
It drove his family to madness. Seth, however, chained himself in the belly of an abandoned bunker, determined to survive the massacre. A few days later, his hunger making him ravenous, he finally shattered the chains and went hunting in the night for whatever animals remained on the island.
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Topic Chosen: Ghibli / Mushishi
Name: Sato Hiroko
Age: 28
Race: Human
Height: 6”0
Hair and eye color: White, blue
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Unsure
Place of Origin/Birth: Japan
Current location: Japan
Power: Can see and track Mushi
Weapon of choice: Hatchet
Background:
Sato's mother was infected by a Mushi during her pregnancy, which preyed off of her body until he was born. She died in childbirth, but the Mushi infused its power into Sato, giving him the ability to sense, see, and subdue Mushi without external resources. He travels around helping people and teaching them how to live alongside Mushi peacefully.
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Topic Chosen: DC Comics
Name: Ara Pergamon
Alias: Blindside
Age: 30
Race: Descendent of the New Gods (Darkseid’s grandson)
Height: 6’2
Hair and eye color: Auburn, hazel
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Pansexual
Place of Origin/Birth: Space
Current location: Gotham City
Power: Telekinesis / Telepathy
Weapon of choice: None
Background:
After the death of Orion and the mortal wounding of Darkseid, a woman called Diatribe, who had briefly been a lover to Orion, gave birth in secret to his son. She was traveling via a spacecraft built by her people, who had been wiped out by Darkseid, and barely survived giving birth alone. Diatribe then chose a place on Earth where she could raise the child and settled down in hiding. The place she chose was an intersection of ley lines which maps the flow of energy and magic on Earth, and it was a small town in rural America. There were more corn fields than people in the town. She got a job tending horses on a farm and took on the name Samantha Pergamon in order to conceal her true identity and the identity of her child. When her son was ten years old, she married a human man who took her in and helped parent her son. He was an honest and quiet man her son learned to call father.
Ara Pergamon, against his mother’s wishes, secretly signed up for the military at age 19. His mother grieved as though he would die if he left her side. In a way, she was right. The second he left the protection of the ley lines, Ara experienced an onslaught of his powers, which had otherwise remained dormant as a combination of his mother’s power and the powerful pull of the ley lines. It took him four years to get his powers under control. While still in the military, he got two degrees, a bachelors in sociology and a masters in psychology. He completed his term of service before being honorably discharged. Once out, Ara moved to Gotham City, where he got a daylight security job that paid immensely (dangerous town and all). He only used his powers to prevent chaos during that time.
An attempt on his life caused him to lose control of his powers. Scarecrow’s psychotic compound was pumped into his client’s building while he was on duty, and he went half-insane trying to stay alive. He leveled a city block in the nice part of town - which was saying something for Gotham - and was forced to go underground to avoid being caught. Now, struggling with his madness and desperate to hide his powers lest he become some mad scientist’s experiment, he survives underground under the alias Blindside.
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Topic Chosen: Code Lyoko
Name: Mikey Burns
Age: ??
Race: Xanna program
Height: 5’8
Hair and eye color: Blue, brown
Gender: Male
Sexuality: ??
Place of Origin/Birth: The super computer
Current location: The super computer
Power: Corruption. Touching parts of Lyoko with his bare hand can corrupt the program and cause it to become hostile and spawn hostile creatures.
Weapon of choice: Twin blades
Image of character:
Appearance: Typically he's dressed in all black biker gear, helmet included, hiding his identity.
Image of character:
Background:
Background:
Mikey's origin is unknown. He has few memories, and what he does remember he refuses to talk about.
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Name: Shan Wae
Age: 23
Race: Human
Height: 5”8
Hair and eye color: Brown, blue
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
Place of Origin/Birth: Ba Sing Se
Current location: Unknown
Power: Earthbending
Weapon of choice: Fists
Image of character:
Background:
Born in Ba Sing Se, Shan Wae was raised by noblemen who resisted the changes the war brought. They liked the system that benefitted them and fought against the inclusion and equality for the sake of keeping their properties and wealth. His parents were both alive and well when he decided to leave home. They pleaded with him to stay, since he was the eldest of three, and he was their heir, but their cries fell on deaf ears. He’d seen their ugly natures. His two younger brothers were just like his parents, and so he bid them all goodbye on the eve of his 18th birthday.
As he wandered the country, he took odd jobs in exchange for food and lodgings, and had his mind set on cultivating his own plot of land somewhere no one would ever find him. Until then, he begrudgingly spent time around other people, much preferring the solace of nature.
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Topic Chosen: X-Men
Name: Myoren Torrent
Age: 19
Race: Mutant
Height: 6'0
Hair and eye color: Black, green
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Gay
Place of Origin/Birth: Colorado, April 14th
Current location: Michigan
Power: Telekinesis / Telepathy
Weapon of choice: Pocket knife
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From a low income area, Myoren spends most of his time reading and practicing his telekinesis. He's physically very weak. Tall, lanky, and moody, he avoids people and prefers to be alone. He's been lonely all his life - his father left when he was 3 years old, and his mother works two jobs and is never home. He basically raised himself. He kept a low profile in school despite his high IQ. Mostly, he wants to have a simple, easy life, where he can be left alone. Secretly, he wishes he could become powerful enough to save people from the evils of the world and be a hero. He ran away from home to join a rumored “mutant camp” located somewhere in the Northern woods of Michigan.
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Topic Chosen: Black Sails
Name: Thomas Byron
Age: 15
Race: Human
Height: 5”8
Hair and eye color: Black, blue
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Pansexual
Place of Origin/Birth: London, England
Current location: The Walrus, ship of Captain Flint
Power: N/A
Weapon of choice: Sword, pistol
Background:
Thomas was a rambunctious youth who embarrassed his civilian family to the point of exile. They kicked him out, the Navy took him in, and he defected at the first opportunity for an independent life - but not before learning how to fight, shoot, and sail. He's fast, and smart, but not passionate enough for leadership. He prefers to be one of the crew. To disappear. Despite his strength and talents, his arrogance has evaporated. He is a subdued man raring for a fight.
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Topic Chosen: Star Trek
Name: Donik Sari
Age: 25
Race: Vulcan and Romulan
Height: 6'0
Hair and eye color: Black, hazel
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Gay
Place of Origin/Birth: Escape pod. Grew up on Vulcan
Current location: Unknown
Power: Mind melding
Weapon of choice: Concealed knife.
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Lieutenant Donik Sari serves in Starfleet as a science officer specializing in tactical strategy, linguistics, and diplomacy. He adopted an orphaned baby girl at age 25 named T'Song with dark eyes and black hair. He met and married a handsome doctor while stationed nearby DS9. The doctor was killed five years later, leaving an emotional scar that barred him from romance for a decade at least. He's known to sleep around. His daughter will grow up to be trained in martial arts and follow in her father's footsteps to serve in Starfleet.
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Topic Chosen: Midnight Mass
Name: Seth Cardinal
Age: 25
Race: Vampire
Height: 6’2
Hair and eye color: Black, dark brown
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Unknown
Place of Origin/Birth: Crockett Island
Current location: Portland, Maine
Power: Vampiric
Weapon of choice: None
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Seth's mother and father raised him in the Catholic church with his 6 siblings. They were regulars at the church, even before Father Paul cured Leeza of paralysis. When strange things began to happen, his parents forbade them from going to town, and decided to have their own church at home. However… they were already infected with the blood of the angel.
It drove his family to madness. Seth, however, chained himself in the belly of an abandoned bunker, determined to survive the massacre. A few days later, his hunger making him ravenous, he finally shattered the chains and went hunting in the night for whatever animals remained on the island.
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Topic Chosen: Ghibli / Mushishi
Name: Sato Hiroko
Age: 28
Race: Human
Height: 6”0
Hair and eye color: White, blue
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Unsure
Place of Origin/Birth: Japan
Current location: Japan
Power: Can see and track Mushi
Weapon of choice: Hatchet
Background:
Sato's mother was infected by a Mushi during her pregnancy, which preyed off of her body until he was born. She died in childbirth, but the Mushi infused its power into Sato, giving him the ability to sense, see, and subdue Mushi without external resources. He travels around helping people and teaching them how to live alongside Mushi peacefully.
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Topic Chosen: DC Comics
Name: Ara Pergamon
Alias: Blindside
Age: 30
Race: Descendent of the New Gods (Darkseid’s grandson)
Height: 6’2
Hair and eye color: Auburn, hazel
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Pansexual
Place of Origin/Birth: Space
Current location: Gotham City
Power: Telekinesis / Telepathy
Weapon of choice: None
Background:
After the death of Orion and the mortal wounding of Darkseid, a woman called Diatribe, who had briefly been a lover to Orion, gave birth in secret to his son. She was traveling via a spacecraft built by her people, who had been wiped out by Darkseid, and barely survived giving birth alone. Diatribe then chose a place on Earth where she could raise the child and settled down in hiding. The place she chose was an intersection of ley lines which maps the flow of energy and magic on Earth, and it was a small town in rural America. There were more corn fields than people in the town. She got a job tending horses on a farm and took on the name Samantha Pergamon in order to conceal her true identity and the identity of her child. When her son was ten years old, she married a human man who took her in and helped parent her son. He was an honest and quiet man her son learned to call father.
Ara Pergamon, against his mother’s wishes, secretly signed up for the military at age 19. His mother grieved as though he would die if he left her side. In a way, she was right. The second he left the protection of the ley lines, Ara experienced an onslaught of his powers, which had otherwise remained dormant as a combination of his mother’s power and the powerful pull of the ley lines. It took him four years to get his powers under control. While still in the military, he got two degrees, a bachelors in sociology and a masters in psychology. He completed his term of service before being honorably discharged. Once out, Ara moved to Gotham City, where he got a daylight security job that paid immensely (dangerous town and all). He only used his powers to prevent chaos during that time.
An attempt on his life caused him to lose control of his powers. Scarecrow’s psychotic compound was pumped into his client’s building while he was on duty, and he went half-insane trying to stay alive. He leveled a city block in the nice part of town - which was saying something for Gotham - and was forced to go underground to avoid being caught. Now, struggling with his madness and desperate to hide his powers lest he become some mad scientist’s experiment, he survives underground under the alias Blindside.
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Topic Chosen: Code Lyoko
Name: Mikey Burns
Age: ??
Race: Xanna program
Height: 5’8
Hair and eye color: Blue, brown
Gender: Male
Sexuality: ??
Place of Origin/Birth: The super computer
Current location: The super computer
Power: Corruption. Touching parts of Lyoko with his bare hand can corrupt the program and cause it to become hostile and spawn hostile creatures.
Weapon of choice: Twin blades
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Mikey's origin is unknown. He has few memories, and what he does remember he refuses to talk about.
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Topic Chosen: Naruto
Name: Kikimaro Chitsuketsu
Age: 19
Race: Human
Height: 6'0
Hair and eye color: Black hair, Indigo eyes
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Gay
Place of Origin/Birth: Clay Village
Current location: The forest of death
Power: Eyes can see body heat when activated
Weapon of choice: Twin swords
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Kikimaro is the son of the Kazekage of Clay Village. A kind, fair man, the Kazekage was well loved for defending the village from marauders, assassins, and other hostile takeovers. His wife had died in childbirth so Kikimaro was raised primarily by the Kazekage's sister with his father's side of the family. His mother's family was from the Village Hidden in the Mist. Unfortunately, the Kazekage made one too many enemies during his lifetime, and several factions banded together to overthrow him.
After the coup, Kikimaro's father and aunt were killed as an example to the village. Blinded with rage, Kikimaro's power activated itself, and he used it to slaughter a dozen ninja before he was captured. They tortured him, scarred him, and banished him from the village. Orochimaru took him under his wing and trained him until he was powerful enough to retake his village. When he finally did, they were too afraid of him to allow him to become the new Kazekage. Another was chosen in his place. So, Kikimaro left, never to return.
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Topic Chosen: Naruto
Name: Tozuke Chitsu
Age: 21
Race: Human
Height: 6'0
Hair and eye color: Blue, red
Gender: Unknown
Sexuality: Unknown
Place of Origin/Birth: The Mist Village
Current location: Hideout
Power: Lightning, 100x durability
Weapon of choice: Kunai
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Tozune is a genderqueer ninja undercover in the Anbu Black Ops in the Leaf Village. Their cover is that they were found and raised by a family just outside the leaf village, and trained here as well. They work for Orochimaru and have kept a low profile, infiltrating the black ops and gathering information. They are a very loyal and trusted member of the Sound Village.
Tozune was born with male and female genitalia, making them intersex and sterile. They were raised male but gravitated towards female roles as well. They are interested in people and relationships but have been avoidant of their own relationships all their life.
His own father had been a cruel man - beating him, mutilating him for fun - so he’d run away at just five years old, and traversed the countryside until he bumped into a Leaf Village ninja on a mission. The woman had taken pity on him immediately. His mother. Her team had taken him along on the mission, taking turns caring for him, and once they had succeeded, took him back to the village and raised him as their own. His mother finally married after a long, grueling career, and had been killed in action when he was only sixteen. His step father had disowned him for his feminine proclivities, so he was left alone again. Orochimaru approached him then and offered him a new family. The Sound Village. All he had to do was infiltrate the Anbu Black Ops.
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Topic Chosen: Naruto
Name: Rei Yukine
Alias: Black Fish
Age: 18
Race: Human
Height: 5'11
Hair and eye color: Black, Blue
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Gay
Place of Origin/Birth: Unknown
Power: Poison immune, Water jutsu
Weapon of choice: Twin blades
Personality: Happy, reckless, and fun loving, Rei has a large personality. He loves to take up space. He can make friends anywhere he goes, loves local cultures, and is very dismissive of his own skill as an assassin. Still, he ranks pretty highly, and is a popular choice for trainers.
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Rei was born to a pair of water ninja and was raised by them until he was ten years old. He never formally went to school, but was well trained in the ninja arts by his clan. Because they were traveling during his birth, he has no village of origin. His parents sent him to be specifically trained by an assassin troupe when he was ten, and he never saw them again. It's been 8 years.
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Topic Chosen: Ouran High School Host Club
Name: Toshiro Yamato
Age: 16
Race: Human
Height: 6'0
Hair and eye color: Black, brown
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Gay
Place of Origin/Birth: Okinawa
Current location: Host Club
Power: N/A
Weapon of choice: Good with a baseball bat
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Toshiro is a shy person who lives in a rich, closed off district with his family. He is one of six children, all sisters and one brother, and his mother ignores him. His father is always abroad working in China. Often, he will send his son tons of money and a task to complete, which Toshiro dutifully completes.
Calm, generous, and kind, Toshiro spends his time getting out of situations he definitely agreed to earlier but no longer wants to participate in. He also enjoys basking on the school lawn. Lastly, he frequents the host club looking for a boyfriend, which usually just ends in him spending a lot of money (as usual). He likes boys with weird colored hair.
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Topic Chosen: Ouran High School Host Club
Name: Togarashi Shu
Age: 17
Race: Human
Height: 5'10
Hair and eye color: Black, blue
Gender: Nonbinary (they/them)
Sexuality: Bisexual
Place of Origin/Birth: Tokyo
Current location: Host Club
Power: N/A
Weapon of choice: Pacifist, runs away
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Toga is a chaotic bisexual. He never makes normal decisions, values tea and expensive things, and spends all his time bugging his best friend, Toshiro. His parents are mysteriously absent from his life. He lives alone in the city in a generous condo with his two black doberman dogs. His dogs are trained in self defense and often follow him around the city when he allows it.
Toga lost his twin brother at a young age and refuses to talk about it. His grades are terrible, but he's excellent with people, so he has a LOT of connections. He's slept with a lot of the student body for some reason.
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Topic Chosen: X-Men
Name: Myoren Torrent
Age: 19
Race: Mutant
Height: 6'0
Hair and eye color: Black, green
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Gay
Place of Origin/Birth: New York State, April 14th
Current location: Hometown
Power: Telekinesis
Weapon of choice: None
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From a low income area, Myoren spends most of his time reading and practicing his telekinesis. He's physically very weak. Tall, lanky, and moody, he avoids people and prefers to be alone. He's been lonely all his life - his father left when he was 3 years old, and his mother works two jobs and is never home. He basically raised himself.
He keeps a low profile in school despite his high IQ. Mostly, he wants to have a simple, easy life, where he can be left alone. Secretly, he wishes he could become powerful enough to save people from the evils of the world and be a hero. He's still pushing that down.
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Topic Chosen: X-Men
Name: Bastian Muñoz
Age: 19
Race: Mutant
Height: 5'11
Hair and eye color: Brown, brown
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
Place of Origin/Birth: Texas
Current location: NY State
Power: Regenerate (limb or organ regeneration of any type)
Weapon of choice: None
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Bastian lost his legs and both his arms in a car accident when he was 10 years old. He stunningly regrew them overnight, which scared his parents shitless. They realized their son was a mutant. They convinced him to hide his limbs inside false prosthetics to protect his identity as a human; however, Bastian figured out a way to make his real limbs look exactly like prosthetics.
Able to mimic any known material to replace his limbs, or even transform them after the material has been chosen, he spends a lot of time and energy trying to fly under the radar as a disabled human. Although he holds back, he is quite agile and strong. He wears a plain white mask with a cyberpunk design to disguise his identity when he goes out in public as a mutant.
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Topic Chosen: BNA
Name: Koah
Age: 28
Race: Deer Beastman
Height: 6'0
Hair and eye color: Brown and blue
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Gay
Place of Origin/Birth: Tokyo
Current location: Anima City
Power: Leap incredible distances / enhanced hearing
Weapon of choice: A tranquilizer gun
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Koah is a doctor at the urgent care facility, where he has worked since finishing his residency. He is a devoted man who spends his life helping others and protecting the peace of the city.
He grew up in a small town in northern Japan. As a young man, he was shot in the leg in his deer form with an arrow, and discovered by humans to be a Beastman.
He fled to Tokyo, changed his name, and went to medical school to become a doctor, spending all of his free time researching Beastmen medicine.
He was recently outed as a Beastman and took up residence in Anima City looking for refuge amongst his own.
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Name: Raphael Montague Rocio
Age: 28
Species: Human turned Vampire (via relic)
Sexual Orientation: Sapiosexual (attracted to intelligence and power)
Etc.: Raphael prefers to be called by his last name, Rocio, and only his mother calls him by his first name.
History: Raphael used to be a high value escort. He began to steal from and kill his clients in order to escape servitude, and stole an artifact which cursed him to be a vampire. He's highly sought after and his services are a public secret.
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Topic Chosen: DND ish
Name: Devonte Aaronshire
Age: 25
Height: 6'2
Hair and eye color: Brown, Black
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Gay
Place of Origin/Birth: Orphaned
Weapon of choice: Poisoned dagger
Background:
After a study in killing, Devonte found it easier to have a connection to someone outside the field for his next target. He met his scribe when he was infiltrating a target and became his muse, unfortunately for him.
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Topic Chosen: DND ish
Name: Jeremy Farthest
Age: 23
Height: 5'8
Hair and eye color: Brown, Green
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Pansexual
Place of Origin/Birth: An affluent city
Weapon of choice: None
Background:
Jeremy found his talents with a pen and with people. He has a modest living from his late father's estate and only visits his mother every few years to check in on her. He has five siblings, all of which work in the city, and he fucked off looking for adventure and bumped into an assassin over whom he fangirls.
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Topic Chosen: Feudal Japan / Enemies to lovers / Killer on the loose
Name: Kenichi Makado
Age: 20
Race: Human
Height: 6'0 ft
Hair and eye color: Black, gold
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
Place of Origin/Birth: Kyoto
Current location: A small village in the south of Japan
Power: N/A
Weapon of choice: Samurai sword
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Kenichi was taken from an orphanage at 5 years old and put into a camp to train future samurai. He lived and trained there until he was 16. Then he was contracted to the military, where he witnessed and did horrible things under orders. He left at 18 to begin wandering for work, defecting, and lives in fear of being forced back into the military.
A serial killer is currently plaguing the south of Japan. He is using a drug he made to suffocate people and take them to his hideout. He's left no survivors and no one knows what he does to his victims. They are never seen again.
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Topic Chosen: Star Wars
Name: Voski Amantia
Age: 19
Race: Human
Height: 5’8
Hair and eye color: Black and gold
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Questioning
Place of Origin/Birth: Corellia, Coronet City (capitol)
Current location: Deserted planet
Power: Jedi
Weapon of choice: Lightsaber
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Topic Chosen: Star Trek
Name: Donik Sari
Age: 25
Race: Vulcan and Romulan
Height: 6'0
Hair and eye color: Black, hazel
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Gay
Place of Origin/Birth: Escape pod. Grew up on Vulcan
Current location: Unknown
Power: Mind melding
Weapon of choice: Concealed knife.
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Lieutenant Donik Sari serves in Starfleet as a science officer specializing in tactical strategy, linguistics, and diplomacy. He adopted an orphaned baby girl at age 25 named T'Song with dark eyes and black hair. He met and married a handsome doctor while stationed nearby DS9. The doctor was killed five years later, leaving an emotional scar that barred him from romance for a decade at least. He's known to sleep around. His daughter will grow up to be trained in martial arts and follow in her father's footsteps to serve in Starfleet.
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Topic Chosen: Star Trek
Name: T'Pang Dansi
Age: 25
Race: Vulcan
Height: 6'2
Hair and eye color: Brown, hazel
Gender: Transgender male, AFAB
Sexuality: Pansexual
Place of Origin/Birth: Vulcan
Current location: Unknown
Power: Mind melding
Weapon of choice: None
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After coming out as transgender to his father, T'Pang and his father left Vulcan to avoid persecution. They traveled to outposts, bouncing around to find work, until T'Pang expressed an interest in Earth at age 10. He grew up there and joined Starfleet at his father's behest; he was getting into too many fights at home and couldn't settle down. Starfleet cooled his hot head. He's been serving on the same ship ever since as second officer. His specialty is physics.
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Topic Chosen: Star Trek
Name: Sorel Ticht
Age: 25
Race: Vulcan and Human
Height: 5'11
Hair and eye color: Black, blue
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Questioning
Place of Origin/Birth: Vulcan
Current location: Unknown
Power: Mind melding
Weapon of choice: Phaser
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Sorel often visited Earth while growing up and became fond of humans. He treats them like specimens and rarely like people. His human father was a pilot and his Vulcan mother was a medical Starfleet personnel, so they never married. His mother raised him mostly on her own. He was taught to hate his human side. He manifests that in his work as a microbiologist. After joining Starfleet, he found work on a research vessel in the middle of nowhere studying fossilized organic matter. He has never dated.
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Topic Chosen: original
Name: Michael Latson
Age: 28
Race: Human
Height: 5’8
Hair and eye color: Brown, blue
Gender: Transgender male, AFAB
Sexuality: Gay
Place of Origin/Birth: The midwest
Current location: college
Power: none
Weapon of choice: none
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Michael grew up in Michigan with his parents and three younger siblings. He went to college in NYC to be an author and ended up getting a graduate degree in computer engineering. He’s currently mid-doctorate.
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Name: Cairn McMurtie
Age: 25
Race: Human
Height: 6’0
Hair and eye color: Black / Blue
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Homosexual
Place of Origin/Birth: Scotland
Current location: Dublin
Power: None
Cairn McMurtie
Scottish Cultist Thrall
Backstory
The McMurtie clan of Scotland has a long, rich history of conquests, thriving families, and good fortunes. They had a cozy castle and a bustling village filled with unruly, kind people, who relished the peace and quiet of rural living. Unfortunately, Marta McMurtie - Cairn’s mother, and second born daughter of the head of the clan - hated peace and quiet. Marta left the comfort of her family for the city of Edinburgh, hoping to find excitement, and got swept up with the wrong crowd of folks. They convinced her to join this “group” of underground informants protecting the elite from the prying eyes of those who would do them harm. That “group” ended up being a cult of vampiric thralls.
She met a man there from Wales who she instantly fell in love with. His name was Thomas Byron. They had a son together, and the cultists tried to persuade them to sell the child to a vampire for a lifetime of servitude. It would bring them a great fortune - and they were short on fresh blood. The happy couple absconded in the night to protect their newborn son, but were inevitably caught. Their son, Cairn, was taken from them. The couple was locked away, where they had two more children, both of which joined Cairn in the cult as “orphans.”
Cairn and his two sisters were raised as cultists. They never received a formal education and were taught how to read and write in three languages; Scottish Gaelic, Irish Gaelic, and the Queen’s English. The three of them were thoroughly brainwashed into believing that becoming a thrall was the greatest gift imaginable for a human being. When Cairn turned 18, he was allowed outside the convent’s walls, where he was introduced to the real world - and the shroud that had covered his. He spent the next few years learning in secret all about the places in the world he could escape to with his sisters and waited for the time to strike.
Unfortunately, like his mother, he was over-eager to leave, and accidentally tipped his hand. A cultist found him reading textbooks from the local college - a secular college - and separated him from his sisters as a punishment. Although he didn’t know it, they also killed his parents, afraid to breed more malcontents, and his sisters died at the hands of greedy vampires before they even turned 15. Alone in the world, devastated, Cairn was forced to continue his life of servitude until he was sold to the highest bidder - Gerard, an Irish thrall seeking a replacement for his illustrious master Edward Lawrence.
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Topic Chosen: Harvest Moon
Name: Hazen Wisteria
Age: 22
Race: Human
Height: 5"8
Hair and eye color: Blond, blue eyed
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Gay
Place of Origin/Birth: Forget Me Not Valley
Current location: Forget Me Not Valley
Power: Animal handling
Background:
Hazen grew up in the area but his only friend is the doctor, Alex, because Hazen is antisocial and prefers the company of his animals. He often disappears into the woods overnight and reappears in the morning for his farm chores. He comes to every festival, and tries his best to win first place. Usually, he does.
He was injured before when he fell out of a tree, which is when he became close with Alex. Hazen visits him at the cafe every Sunday morning.
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Topic Chosen: Pacific Rim
Name: Ryan DiMaggio
Age: 27
Race: American
Height: 5’10
Hair and eye color: Black, hazel
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Pansexual
Place of Origin/Birth: Michigan, USA
Current location: Hong Kong Shatterdome, Tsing Yi, Hong Kong
Power: N/A
Weapon of choice: A gun
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Ryan grew up in the forests of Michigan. His parents were poor, and fought constantly, so he spent most of his time teaching himself survival training and reading at the library. As he grew up, he began to defend himself from bullies, and eventually became a scrappy fighter. His childhood best friend, a boy named Roger, always had his back in these fights. Roger was a rich kid who had grown attached to Ryan over the years of being in school together. They joined the military together for a few years before they applied for the Jaeger Academy. Ryan had been the top cadet within the first few weeks; he was hard working, hard hitting, and already hardened from life in the military. He and Roger were drift-compatible and were sent to Australia to help defend the front there after the fiasco in Washington state.
There, Roger died of a heart-attack mid-battle with a Kaiju due to a genetic defect he was born with, and that left Ryan alone to solo-pilot the Jaeger back to the facility. He didn’t make it. The Jaeger collapsed, and Ryan hoofed it back to the facility on foot. By the time he got there, he was exhausted from carrying Roger’s body and dodging Kaiju, torn up from the fight, and had sustained significant mental trauma. In addition, he now had a scar from the metal of the Jaeger piercing him during battle, which remained embedded in his side during his long journey. He spent the next few years in and out of mental rehabilitation. His inability to pilot solo and his memory of feeling his best friend die in the drift haunts him even today.
When he couldn’t take the traumatic memories anymore, he quit the Jaeger program and went back into the military, which gave him the stability he needed to recover. He was recently recalled by the director to work in the new Jaeger program in Hong Kong. Although he didn’t feel ready to return, he knew he was needed, so he reported for duty. He knew things were getting worse. And he knew the Wall wasn’t going to hold. So, here he was.
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Topic Chosen: Greek Epic
Name: Zander Diamandis
Age: 21
Race: Human
Height: 6’0
Hair and eye color: Black, blue-green
Gender: Nonbinary Masculine
Sexuality: Pansexual
Place of Origin/Birth: Ancient Greece, Argos
Current location: Athens
Power: None
Weapon of choice: Shortbow, shortsword, round shield
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Background:
Zander is the son of a famous blacksmith. His parents prayed to the goddess of fertility, Demeter, to bless them with a son after two years of infertility. Argos had been through a wave of infertility due to the disapproval of the gods and their internal bickering. However, their prayers were so ardent and genuine in nature that the goddess blessed them with a child - he was the first in twenty years to be born in Argos, and he was as beautiful as Aphrodite herself. His hair was as black as midnight, and his eyes were blue-green like the sea. Many saw Zander as the offspring of the goddess, despite his earthly origins, and would shower him in gifts and attention. His own parents raised him with love and affection. Eventually, as he became a man, he was spoiled, thinking he could do no wrong.
When the war beckoned every young man to the front, Zander kissed his parents goodbye and left to become a warrior. He bested a great many foes alongside heroes such as Achilles. The horrors of death and killing humbled Zander; he mourned his innocence by moonlight, and slaughtered men by daylight. And as the years passed, he grew steadily in strength, beauty, and wisdom, and was named the captain of a maritime vessel to try and gain the favor of their neighbors for supplies to sustain them during the war. He traveled and met many loyal nobles, notably in Egypt and Turkey, and they became fast-friends. He gathered a few men from each country he visited, along with the required supplies, and brought them back to Greece. His vessel is currently returning to port in Athens, brimming with supplies and manpower for the war.
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Topic Chosen: Victorian vampires
Name: Eryl MacLean
Age: 28
Race: Human
Height: 5'10
Hair and eye color: White, blue
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Pansexual
Place of Origin/Birth: Tobermory in Mull, Scotland
Current location: Mull, Scotland
Power: Charisma
Weapon of choice: None
Image of character: None
Background:
Eryl was the youngest born of the MacLean family, an ancient line of ruling Scots from Mull Island. Over the centuries, the family line grew too numerous to accommodate in Tobermory, and many relatives left for other areas of the island. Eryl's ancestors were from a branch of the main bloodline. They lived comfortably in Tobermory until the famine wiped out the rest of their local bloodline. A few generations later, Eryl was born, the last of seven siblings. They had inherited the wealth, land, and properties of the MacLeans.
Eryl was free from the responsibilities that his eldest brothers had. He was not responsible for passing on their bloodline, or taking over the estate. He was free to live on a comfortable income for the rest of his life. As such, he spent his time with friends and family, giving to those in need and enjoying the pleasures of life. He was a known philanthropist and often gave his entire monthly wage to families in poverty and had to be sheltered by one of his friends until his next wage arrived. This lifestyle suited him just fine. He preferred good company to riches, laughter to sobriety, and acted nothing like nobility.
Eryl dresses modestly in tailored clothing. He carries nothing except his wages, a paring knife for wood and fruit carving, a photograph of his family, a compass, and his favorite beat-up fountain pen. He's rarely unsmiling or upset. And lastly, he's a loving family man.
Name: Kikimaro Chitsuketsu
Age: 19
Race: Human
Height: 6'0
Hair and eye color: Black hair, Indigo eyes
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Gay
Place of Origin/Birth: Clay Village
Current location: The forest of death
Power: Eyes can see body heat when activated
Weapon of choice: Twin swords
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Background:
Kikimaro is the son of the Kazekage of Clay Village. A kind, fair man, the Kazekage was well loved for defending the village from marauders, assassins, and other hostile takeovers. His wife had died in childbirth so Kikimaro was raised primarily by the Kazekage's sister with his father's side of the family. His mother's family was from the Village Hidden in the Mist. Unfortunately, the Kazekage made one too many enemies during his lifetime, and several factions banded together to overthrow him.
After the coup, Kikimaro's father and aunt were killed as an example to the village. Blinded with rage, Kikimaro's power activated itself, and he used it to slaughter a dozen ninja before he was captured. They tortured him, scarred him, and banished him from the village. Orochimaru took him under his wing and trained him until he was powerful enough to retake his village. When he finally did, they were too afraid of him to allow him to become the new Kazekage. Another was chosen in his place. So, Kikimaro left, never to return.
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Topic Chosen: Naruto
Name: Tozuke Chitsu
Age: 21
Race: Human
Height: 6'0
Hair and eye color: Blue, red
Gender: Unknown
Sexuality: Unknown
Place of Origin/Birth: The Mist Village
Current location: Hideout
Power: Lightning, 100x durability
Weapon of choice: Kunai
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Background:
Tozune is a genderqueer ninja undercover in the Anbu Black Ops in the Leaf Village. Their cover is that they were found and raised by a family just outside the leaf village, and trained here as well. They work for Orochimaru and have kept a low profile, infiltrating the black ops and gathering information. They are a very loyal and trusted member of the Sound Village.
Tozune was born with male and female genitalia, making them intersex and sterile. They were raised male but gravitated towards female roles as well. They are interested in people and relationships but have been avoidant of their own relationships all their life.
His own father had been a cruel man - beating him, mutilating him for fun - so he’d run away at just five years old, and traversed the countryside until he bumped into a Leaf Village ninja on a mission. The woman had taken pity on him immediately. His mother. Her team had taken him along on the mission, taking turns caring for him, and once they had succeeded, took him back to the village and raised him as their own. His mother finally married after a long, grueling career, and had been killed in action when he was only sixteen. His step father had disowned him for his feminine proclivities, so he was left alone again. Orochimaru approached him then and offered him a new family. The Sound Village. All he had to do was infiltrate the Anbu Black Ops.
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Topic Chosen: Naruto
Name: Rei Yukine
Alias: Black Fish
Age: 18
Race: Human
Height: 5'11
Hair and eye color: Black, Blue
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Gay
Place of Origin/Birth: Unknown
Power: Poison immune, Water jutsu
Weapon of choice: Twin blades
Personality: Happy, reckless, and fun loving, Rei has a large personality. He loves to take up space. He can make friends anywhere he goes, loves local cultures, and is very dismissive of his own skill as an assassin. Still, he ranks pretty highly, and is a popular choice for trainers.
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Background:
Rei was born to a pair of water ninja and was raised by them until he was ten years old. He never formally went to school, but was well trained in the ninja arts by his clan. Because they were traveling during his birth, he has no village of origin. His parents sent him to be specifically trained by an assassin troupe when he was ten, and he never saw them again. It's been 8 years.
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Topic Chosen: Ouran High School Host Club
Name: Toshiro Yamato
Age: 16
Race: Human
Height: 6'0
Hair and eye color: Black, brown
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Gay
Place of Origin/Birth: Okinawa
Current location: Host Club
Power: N/A
Weapon of choice: Good with a baseball bat
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Background:
Toshiro is a shy person who lives in a rich, closed off district with his family. He is one of six children, all sisters and one brother, and his mother ignores him. His father is always abroad working in China. Often, he will send his son tons of money and a task to complete, which Toshiro dutifully completes.
Calm, generous, and kind, Toshiro spends his time getting out of situations he definitely agreed to earlier but no longer wants to participate in. He also enjoys basking on the school lawn. Lastly, he frequents the host club looking for a boyfriend, which usually just ends in him spending a lot of money (as usual). He likes boys with weird colored hair.
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Topic Chosen: Ouran High School Host Club
Name: Togarashi Shu
Age: 17
Race: Human
Height: 5'10
Hair and eye color: Black, blue
Gender: Nonbinary (they/them)
Sexuality: Bisexual
Place of Origin/Birth: Tokyo
Current location: Host Club
Power: N/A
Weapon of choice: Pacifist, runs away
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Background:
Toga is a chaotic bisexual. He never makes normal decisions, values tea and expensive things, and spends all his time bugging his best friend, Toshiro. His parents are mysteriously absent from his life. He lives alone in the city in a generous condo with his two black doberman dogs. His dogs are trained in self defense and often follow him around the city when he allows it.
Toga lost his twin brother at a young age and refuses to talk about it. His grades are terrible, but he's excellent with people, so he has a LOT of connections. He's slept with a lot of the student body for some reason.
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Topic Chosen: X-Men
Name: Myoren Torrent
Age: 19
Race: Mutant
Height: 6'0
Hair and eye color: Black, green
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Gay
Place of Origin/Birth: New York State, April 14th
Current location: Hometown
Power: Telekinesis
Weapon of choice: None
Image of character:
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Background:
From a low income area, Myoren spends most of his time reading and practicing his telekinesis. He's physically very weak. Tall, lanky, and moody, he avoids people and prefers to be alone. He's been lonely all his life - his father left when he was 3 years old, and his mother works two jobs and is never home. He basically raised himself.
He keeps a low profile in school despite his high IQ. Mostly, he wants to have a simple, easy life, where he can be left alone. Secretly, he wishes he could become powerful enough to save people from the evils of the world and be a hero. He's still pushing that down.
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Topic Chosen: X-Men
Name: Bastian Muñoz
Age: 19
Race: Mutant
Height: 5'11
Hair and eye color: Brown, brown
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
Place of Origin/Birth: Texas
Current location: NY State
Power: Regenerate (limb or organ regeneration of any type)
Weapon of choice: None
Image of character:
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Background:
Bastian lost his legs and both his arms in a car accident when he was 10 years old. He stunningly regrew them overnight, which scared his parents shitless. They realized their son was a mutant. They convinced him to hide his limbs inside false prosthetics to protect his identity as a human; however, Bastian figured out a way to make his real limbs look exactly like prosthetics.
Able to mimic any known material to replace his limbs, or even transform them after the material has been chosen, he spends a lot of time and energy trying to fly under the radar as a disabled human. Although he holds back, he is quite agile and strong. He wears a plain white mask with a cyberpunk design to disguise his identity when he goes out in public as a mutant.
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Topic Chosen: BNA
Name: Koah
Age: 28
Race: Deer Beastman
Height: 6'0
Hair and eye color: Brown and blue
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Gay
Place of Origin/Birth: Tokyo
Current location: Anima City
Power: Leap incredible distances / enhanced hearing
Weapon of choice: A tranquilizer gun
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Background:
Koah is a doctor at the urgent care facility, where he has worked since finishing his residency. He is a devoted man who spends his life helping others and protecting the peace of the city.
He grew up in a small town in northern Japan. As a young man, he was shot in the leg in his deer form with an arrow, and discovered by humans to be a Beastman.
He fled to Tokyo, changed his name, and went to medical school to become a doctor, spending all of his free time researching Beastmen medicine.
He was recently outed as a Beastman and took up residence in Anima City looking for refuge amongst his own.
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Name: Raphael Montague Rocio
Age: 28
Species: Human turned Vampire (via relic)
Sexual Orientation: Sapiosexual (attracted to intelligence and power)
Etc.: Raphael prefers to be called by his last name, Rocio, and only his mother calls him by his first name.
History: Raphael used to be a high value escort. He began to steal from and kill his clients in order to escape servitude, and stole an artifact which cursed him to be a vampire. He's highly sought after and his services are a public secret.
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Topic Chosen: DND ish
Name: Devonte Aaronshire
Age: 25
Height: 6'2
Hair and eye color: Brown, Black
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Gay
Place of Origin/Birth: Orphaned
Weapon of choice: Poisoned dagger
Background:
After a study in killing, Devonte found it easier to have a connection to someone outside the field for his next target. He met his scribe when he was infiltrating a target and became his muse, unfortunately for him.
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Topic Chosen: DND ish
Name: Jeremy Farthest
Age: 23
Height: 5'8
Hair and eye color: Brown, Green
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Pansexual
Place of Origin/Birth: An affluent city
Weapon of choice: None
Background:
Jeremy found his talents with a pen and with people. He has a modest living from his late father's estate and only visits his mother every few years to check in on her. He has five siblings, all of which work in the city, and he fucked off looking for adventure and bumped into an assassin over whom he fangirls.
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Topic Chosen: Feudal Japan / Enemies to lovers / Killer on the loose
Name: Kenichi Makado
Age: 20
Race: Human
Height: 6'0 ft
Hair and eye color: Black, gold
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
Place of Origin/Birth: Kyoto
Current location: A small village in the south of Japan
Power: N/A
Weapon of choice: Samurai sword
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Background:
Kenichi was taken from an orphanage at 5 years old and put into a camp to train future samurai. He lived and trained there until he was 16. Then he was contracted to the military, where he witnessed and did horrible things under orders. He left at 18 to begin wandering for work, defecting, and lives in fear of being forced back into the military.
A serial killer is currently plaguing the south of Japan. He is using a drug he made to suffocate people and take them to his hideout. He's left no survivors and no one knows what he does to his victims. They are never seen again.
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Topic Chosen: Star Wars
Name: Voski Amantia
Age: 19
Race: Human
Height: 5’8
Hair and eye color: Black and gold
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Questioning
Place of Origin/Birth: Corellia, Coronet City (capitol)
Current location: Deserted planet
Power: Jedi
Weapon of choice: Lightsaber
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Topic Chosen: Star Trek
Name: Donik Sari
Age: 25
Race: Vulcan and Romulan
Height: 6'0
Hair and eye color: Black, hazel
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Gay
Place of Origin/Birth: Escape pod. Grew up on Vulcan
Current location: Unknown
Power: Mind melding
Weapon of choice: Concealed knife.
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Background:
Lieutenant Donik Sari serves in Starfleet as a science officer specializing in tactical strategy, linguistics, and diplomacy. He adopted an orphaned baby girl at age 25 named T'Song with dark eyes and black hair. He met and married a handsome doctor while stationed nearby DS9. The doctor was killed five years later, leaving an emotional scar that barred him from romance for a decade at least. He's known to sleep around. His daughter will grow up to be trained in martial arts and follow in her father's footsteps to serve in Starfleet.
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Topic Chosen: Star Trek
Name: T'Pang Dansi
Age: 25
Race: Vulcan
Height: 6'2
Hair and eye color: Brown, hazel
Gender: Transgender male, AFAB
Sexuality: Pansexual
Place of Origin/Birth: Vulcan
Current location: Unknown
Power: Mind melding
Weapon of choice: None
Image of character:
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Background:
After coming out as transgender to his father, T'Pang and his father left Vulcan to avoid persecution. They traveled to outposts, bouncing around to find work, until T'Pang expressed an interest in Earth at age 10. He grew up there and joined Starfleet at his father's behest; he was getting into too many fights at home and couldn't settle down. Starfleet cooled his hot head. He's been serving on the same ship ever since as second officer. His specialty is physics.
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Topic Chosen: Star Trek
Name: Sorel Ticht
Age: 25
Race: Vulcan and Human
Height: 5'11
Hair and eye color: Black, blue
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Questioning
Place of Origin/Birth: Vulcan
Current location: Unknown
Power: Mind melding
Weapon of choice: Phaser
Image of character:
Background:
Sorel often visited Earth while growing up and became fond of humans. He treats them like specimens and rarely like people. His human father was a pilot and his Vulcan mother was a medical Starfleet personnel, so they never married. His mother raised him mostly on her own. He was taught to hate his human side. He manifests that in his work as a microbiologist. After joining Starfleet, he found work on a research vessel in the middle of nowhere studying fossilized organic matter. He has never dated.
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Topic Chosen: original
Name: Michael Latson
Age: 28
Race: Human
Height: 5’8
Hair and eye color: Brown, blue
Gender: Transgender male, AFAB
Sexuality: Gay
Place of Origin/Birth: The midwest
Current location: college
Power: none
Weapon of choice: none
Image of character:
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Background:
Michael grew up in Michigan with his parents and three younger siblings. He went to college in NYC to be an author and ended up getting a graduate degree in computer engineering. He’s currently mid-doctorate.
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Name: Cairn McMurtie
Age: 25
Race: Human
Height: 6’0
Hair and eye color: Black / Blue
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Homosexual
Place of Origin/Birth: Scotland
Current location: Dublin
Power: None
Cairn McMurtie
Scottish Cultist Thrall
Backstory
The McMurtie clan of Scotland has a long, rich history of conquests, thriving families, and good fortunes. They had a cozy castle and a bustling village filled with unruly, kind people, who relished the peace and quiet of rural living. Unfortunately, Marta McMurtie - Cairn’s mother, and second born daughter of the head of the clan - hated peace and quiet. Marta left the comfort of her family for the city of Edinburgh, hoping to find excitement, and got swept up with the wrong crowd of folks. They convinced her to join this “group” of underground informants protecting the elite from the prying eyes of those who would do them harm. That “group” ended up being a cult of vampiric thralls.
She met a man there from Wales who she instantly fell in love with. His name was Thomas Byron. They had a son together, and the cultists tried to persuade them to sell the child to a vampire for a lifetime of servitude. It would bring them a great fortune - and they were short on fresh blood. The happy couple absconded in the night to protect their newborn son, but were inevitably caught. Their son, Cairn, was taken from them. The couple was locked away, where they had two more children, both of which joined Cairn in the cult as “orphans.”
Cairn and his two sisters were raised as cultists. They never received a formal education and were taught how to read and write in three languages; Scottish Gaelic, Irish Gaelic, and the Queen’s English. The three of them were thoroughly brainwashed into believing that becoming a thrall was the greatest gift imaginable for a human being. When Cairn turned 18, he was allowed outside the convent’s walls, where he was introduced to the real world - and the shroud that had covered his. He spent the next few years learning in secret all about the places in the world he could escape to with his sisters and waited for the time to strike.
Unfortunately, like his mother, he was over-eager to leave, and accidentally tipped his hand. A cultist found him reading textbooks from the local college - a secular college - and separated him from his sisters as a punishment. Although he didn’t know it, they also killed his parents, afraid to breed more malcontents, and his sisters died at the hands of greedy vampires before they even turned 15. Alone in the world, devastated, Cairn was forced to continue his life of servitude until he was sold to the highest bidder - Gerard, an Irish thrall seeking a replacement for his illustrious master Edward Lawrence.
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Topic Chosen: Harvest Moon
Name: Hazen Wisteria
Age: 22
Race: Human
Height: 5"8
Hair and eye color: Blond, blue eyed
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Gay
Place of Origin/Birth: Forget Me Not Valley
Current location: Forget Me Not Valley
Power: Animal handling
Background:
Hazen grew up in the area but his only friend is the doctor, Alex, because Hazen is antisocial and prefers the company of his animals. He often disappears into the woods overnight and reappears in the morning for his farm chores. He comes to every festival, and tries his best to win first place. Usually, he does.
He was injured before when he fell out of a tree, which is when he became close with Alex. Hazen visits him at the cafe every Sunday morning.
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Topic Chosen: Pacific Rim
Name: Ryan DiMaggio
Age: 27
Race: American
Height: 5’10
Hair and eye color: Black, hazel
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Pansexual
Place of Origin/Birth: Michigan, USA
Current location: Hong Kong Shatterdome, Tsing Yi, Hong Kong
Power: N/A
Weapon of choice: A gun
Image of character:
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Background:
Ryan grew up in the forests of Michigan. His parents were poor, and fought constantly, so he spent most of his time teaching himself survival training and reading at the library. As he grew up, he began to defend himself from bullies, and eventually became a scrappy fighter. His childhood best friend, a boy named Roger, always had his back in these fights. Roger was a rich kid who had grown attached to Ryan over the years of being in school together. They joined the military together for a few years before they applied for the Jaeger Academy. Ryan had been the top cadet within the first few weeks; he was hard working, hard hitting, and already hardened from life in the military. He and Roger were drift-compatible and were sent to Australia to help defend the front there after the fiasco in Washington state.
There, Roger died of a heart-attack mid-battle with a Kaiju due to a genetic defect he was born with, and that left Ryan alone to solo-pilot the Jaeger back to the facility. He didn’t make it. The Jaeger collapsed, and Ryan hoofed it back to the facility on foot. By the time he got there, he was exhausted from carrying Roger’s body and dodging Kaiju, torn up from the fight, and had sustained significant mental trauma. In addition, he now had a scar from the metal of the Jaeger piercing him during battle, which remained embedded in his side during his long journey. He spent the next few years in and out of mental rehabilitation. His inability to pilot solo and his memory of feeling his best friend die in the drift haunts him even today.
When he couldn’t take the traumatic memories anymore, he quit the Jaeger program and went back into the military, which gave him the stability he needed to recover. He was recently recalled by the director to work in the new Jaeger program in Hong Kong. Although he didn’t feel ready to return, he knew he was needed, so he reported for duty. He knew things were getting worse. And he knew the Wall wasn’t going to hold. So, here he was.
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Topic Chosen: Greek Epic
Name: Zander Diamandis
Age: 21
Race: Human
Height: 6’0
Hair and eye color: Black, blue-green
Gender: Nonbinary Masculine
Sexuality: Pansexual
Place of Origin/Birth: Ancient Greece, Argos
Current location: Athens
Power: None
Weapon of choice: Shortbow, shortsword, round shield
Image of character:
Background:
Zander is the son of a famous blacksmith. His parents prayed to the goddess of fertility, Demeter, to bless them with a son after two years of infertility. Argos had been through a wave of infertility due to the disapproval of the gods and their internal bickering. However, their prayers were so ardent and genuine in nature that the goddess blessed them with a child - he was the first in twenty years to be born in Argos, and he was as beautiful as Aphrodite herself. His hair was as black as midnight, and his eyes were blue-green like the sea. Many saw Zander as the offspring of the goddess, despite his earthly origins, and would shower him in gifts and attention. His own parents raised him with love and affection. Eventually, as he became a man, he was spoiled, thinking he could do no wrong.
When the war beckoned every young man to the front, Zander kissed his parents goodbye and left to become a warrior. He bested a great many foes alongside heroes such as Achilles. The horrors of death and killing humbled Zander; he mourned his innocence by moonlight, and slaughtered men by daylight. And as the years passed, he grew steadily in strength, beauty, and wisdom, and was named the captain of a maritime vessel to try and gain the favor of their neighbors for supplies to sustain them during the war. He traveled and met many loyal nobles, notably in Egypt and Turkey, and they became fast-friends. He gathered a few men from each country he visited, along with the required supplies, and brought them back to Greece. His vessel is currently returning to port in Athens, brimming with supplies and manpower for the war.
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Topic Chosen: Victorian vampires
Name: Eryl MacLean
Age: 28
Race: Human
Height: 5'10
Hair and eye color: White, blue
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Pansexual
Place of Origin/Birth: Tobermory in Mull, Scotland
Current location: Mull, Scotland
Power: Charisma
Weapon of choice: None
Image of character: None
Background:
Eryl was the youngest born of the MacLean family, an ancient line of ruling Scots from Mull Island. Over the centuries, the family line grew too numerous to accommodate in Tobermory, and many relatives left for other areas of the island. Eryl's ancestors were from a branch of the main bloodline. They lived comfortably in Tobermory until the famine wiped out the rest of their local bloodline. A few generations later, Eryl was born, the last of seven siblings. They had inherited the wealth, land, and properties of the MacLeans.
Eryl was free from the responsibilities that his eldest brothers had. He was not responsible for passing on their bloodline, or taking over the estate. He was free to live on a comfortable income for the rest of his life. As such, he spent his time with friends and family, giving to those in need and enjoying the pleasures of life. He was a known philanthropist and often gave his entire monthly wage to families in poverty and had to be sheltered by one of his friends until his next wage arrived. This lifestyle suited him just fine. He preferred good company to riches, laughter to sobriety, and acted nothing like nobility.
Eryl dresses modestly in tailored clothing. He carries nothing except his wages, a paring knife for wood and fruit carving, a photograph of his family, a compass, and his favorite beat-up fountain pen. He's rarely unsmiling or upset. And lastly, he's a loving family man.
Topic List:
*favorite topics
Victorian Era*
Feudal Japan
Ancient Greece or Rome
Cowboys
Vampires*
Superpowers*
Futuristic
Modern America / Modern Day
Foreigner visiting a new city
Time travel
Strange disappearances
Childhood friends
Friends to lovers
Feudal Japan
Ancient Greece or Rome
Cowboys
Vampires*
Superpowers*
Futuristic
Modern America / Modern Day
Foreigner visiting a new city
Time travel
Strange disappearances
Childhood friends
Friends to lovers
Our Flag Means Death
Black Sails
Bridgerton
Star Trek*
Star Wars*
The Mandalorian
Fleabag
Sandman
The OA
Sense8*
The Witcher
Narcos
Sweet Tooth
Stranger Things
Umbrella Academy*
Midnight Mass
Jekyll
Dr. Who
Torchwood*
Hannibal
Black Sails
Bridgerton
Star Trek*
Star Wars*
The Mandalorian
Fleabag
Sandman
The OA
Sense8*
The Witcher
Narcos
Sweet Tooth
Stranger Things
Umbrella Academy*
Midnight Mass
Jekyll
Dr. Who
Torchwood*
Hannibal
Ghibli*
Pacific Rim
Hellboy*
The Hobbit
LOTR
Pride and Prejudice
Pirates of the Caribbean
Pacific Rim
Hellboy*
The Hobbit
LOTR
Pride and Prejudice
Pirates of the Caribbean
Arcane*
Code Lyoko*
Avatar the Last Airbender
Digimon*
Pokemon
Mushishi
Wolf's Rain
Inuyasha
Castlevania
One Punch Man
Mob Psycho 100
Naruto
XxxHolic
Tsubasa
Cardcaptor Sakura
Death Note
Ouran High School Host Club
Neon Genesis Evangelion
Demon Slayer
Blue Exorcist
Noragami*
Case Study of Vanitas
HunterxHunter*
Saiki K
Code Geass
Cowboy Bebop*
Yu-Gi-Oh
Teen Titans*
Fruits Basket*
Code Lyoko*
Avatar the Last Airbender
Digimon*
Pokemon
Mushishi
Wolf's Rain
Inuyasha
Castlevania
One Punch Man
Mob Psycho 100
Naruto
XxxHolic
Tsubasa
Cardcaptor Sakura
Death Note
Ouran High School Host Club
Neon Genesis Evangelion
Demon Slayer
Blue Exorcist
Noragami*
Case Study of Vanitas
HunterxHunter*
Saiki K
Code Geass
Cowboy Bebop*
Yu-Gi-Oh
Teen Titans*
Fruits Basket*
Batman
Spiderman
X-Men*
Riddick
Marvel movies (on thin ice)
Spiderman
X-Men*
Riddick
Marvel movies (on thin ice)
Dragon Age: Inquisition
Skyrim*
Harvest Moon / Story of Seasons
Zelda*
Borderlands
Outer Worlds
Bauldur's Gate 3
Skyrim*
Harvest Moon / Story of Seasons
Zelda*
Borderlands
Outer Worlds
Bauldur's Gate 3
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