Operation Castlerush

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Please note that this is not an open option role-play. You will be applying for a set role. All roles will be active throughout the role-play. I will be looking for people who can make their forms neat, tidy, and are very thorough with their characters. Additionally, I will be looking at your posts in other role-plays to check your literacy rate. If I deny you due to posting quality, you may not reapply. If I deny you because you form needs editing {{to a certain extent - use logic, please}} then edit your post and let me know when you're changes are done. I will then review the form again. Thank you, and have fun!


Roles
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The Officer

You were a normal, low ranking officer that was chosen to stay behind by luck - or, lack of luck, for that matter - of the draw. You're hear to patrol the area and maintain it the best you can until your impending doom. You know your way around the place and happen to be the only one left with a gun.

The Officer

{{SBChase - Kurtis Brandy}}

The Insane

You aren't even sure what's going on in an in-depth sense. You can see the people that are obviously afraid around you. You can feel that you have to escape. Your mind state gives you no boundaries. {{Kazanna - Lily Kolkas}}

The Dishonorable Discharge

You did something bad in the military, and you ended up here. You and the other staff members won't tell anybody what you did, but people avoided you anyways. It's not smart to fool around with somebody who could kick your ass in a couple seconds. {{Tree - Damian Porter}}

The Serial Killer

You're in for something quite simple; either you went off the edge or you simply enjoy seeing the last seconds of life drip out of your victim's body. You know how to hide things; its how you got away with so many murders. {{Flawless - Christian Belriss}}

The Theif

You made a living off of stealing the more valuable things in life; watches, jewelry, fancy clothes. You are sneaky, silent, and have a keen eye for valuable items. {{MrWeirdbraxto - Ulrich Winrich}}

The Cannibal

You have a thirst for the taste of human flesh. Nobody really wants to know why, to be honest, but foods going to be an issue. You can easily make a meal out of a human body. {{DescriptedEnd - Paolo Stimac}}

The Specialist

Explosives and fires are your forte. Some say that your temperament is just as explosive as the concoction you used to blow up those VIP's. {{Alexandra95 - Alexandra Hoffen}}

The Hacker

What's that? A keyboard? No matter what it's hooked up to, you can get passed the firewall and swim in the mounds of information inside. {{Prizzy Kriyze - Silas Holtz}}

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Please make your own form; make it neat, creative, and don't be a 'Mary sue' or 'Gary sue'. Characters must be at least 18; preferred 20+

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  Name:; Paolo Stimac
  
  
  Age; 27
  
  
  Gender; Male
  
  
  Role; The Cannibal
  
  
  Official Charges; 23 accounts of manslaughter {{in which case he had consumed some part of all of his victims.}} as well as resisting arrest and assaulting a police officer.
  
  
  Personality; Paolo cruel and most things about him are very unusual. The way he walks, speaks, and portrays his emotions is violent. He speaks in a harsh whispers and in a quick voice; at times, he is extremely difficult to understand. His temper is not one to be messed with, as it will fly off the handle if one says even one wrong word. He loves to converse with others despite his volatile behavior and will often request somebody to sit on the outside of his cell and will often run his mouth for hours on end if nobody will stop him. He could be considered slightly bi-polar; he will have spans of extreme quietness and near depression, while other stretches he is extremely tense and angry, and will pace around his housing cell. There is a middle ground, which is definitely preferred by much of the staff. He prefers meat over any type of food and it is extensively difficult to get him to eat anything else.
  
  
  Skills and Weaknesses; Paolo can make an edible meal out of just about any type of meat; whether it be carrion or actual meat that is raised for human consumption. He knows how to make it safe and, if needed, taste better. Additionally, he can make makeshift weapons out of just about anything. He is unable to quell his rage and finds it hard to actually get along with people, regardless of their position.
  
  
  Appearance Notes; In reference to his picture, he does have a tattoo of human anatomy that stretches from his upper nose and temple and stretches down to his lower abdomen.
  
  
  History; Paolo originates from a poor Cuban family, living in a slum area with a drunkard father and a mother who wasn't around all that often. Most days they went without anything more than a bite or two to eat each; he shared his home with four other brothers and two sisters. The children went out on their own during the day to scavenge for food in dumpsters, soup kitchens, etc so they could get something in their bellies. One day, Paolo was attacked by a man when he was heading home from his scavenging. Despite the odds, Paolo was able to defeat the man. He was a curious boy and, being as hungry as he was, tore some parts off the man and began to eat him. Soon after that - no more than three weeks - he was ported to america where he was promptly placed in an orphanage. Despite the food that was provided to him everybody from the staff, he still remember the taste of human flesh. He was never adopted and when he was released, for years he murdered poeple and hid from the police. He made a living off of piking off hikers from trails and children that strayed too far into the forest in which he inhabited. He was eventually found and attempted to cannibalize the officers that came after him.

 

[justpeachy]

Name: Leanna Arvord


Nickname: Lea


Gender: Female


Age: 20


Role: The Hacker


Personality: Lea is -- of course -- the computer geek that could get you anything you needed in any time at all off the internet. She's extremely intelligent, but most of her knowledge is of the dark variety, so she doesn't share most of it. She isn't extremely talkative, but if you start a conversation with her, be prepared to finish it. And never, ever underestimate her physical strength.


History: Lea was born in a prison, and handed away to her adopted family. Her mother was sentenced to jail for attempting to hack into UNAS. Lea grew up in a normal home, but her love for computers took away most of the human interaction that might have saved her. Her adopted parents never noticed any danger when it came to computers. When Lea was 17, her adopted parents told her that she was adopted, and that her mother was in jail for attempting to hack into UNAS. Frustrated and angry with the lies she'd lived through, Lea began to master the ways of hacking. She succeeded in hacking into the UNAS system just a few months later, and was thrown in jail. She hoped to find her biological mother, but never did.


Appearance:

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[Alexandra95]

Name: Alexandra Hoffen


Nickname: Alex


Gender: Female


Age: 22


Role: The Specialist


Personality: Alex is the kind of girl you don't want to fuck with. She cares little about her appearance and how others perceive her, and others better do the same to her. She has experience with all types of infantry weapons and some martial arts, and will not hesitate to challenge anyone whom she disagrees with. Talking isn't her strongest side, and you rarely hear her say anything unless she's blowing up or killing someone. She will not hesitate to kill. Others would define her as being insane, but she personally find herself normal. She loves to get drunk.


Positive Traits: Her explosives knowledge allows her to make explosives of almost anything. High knowledge in firearms and weapon engineering. Extremely rough-skinned, does not care for burn marks or walking through fire.


Negative Traits: Cold and anti-social. Has absolutely no ability to stealth, and tend to make an immense amount of noise. Hot-headed. Despite being a technician genius, her intelligence is average. Common sense is not a word in her vocabulary.


Trademarks: She usually wears a cap and sunglasses. Her legs have serious burn marks.


History: Not a lot is known about Alex. She keeps most of her information secret, but her childhood has been rough. Seeing how being social isn't her strongest side, she appears to have few friends. She has military experience from a short enrolling in the Army, but was thrown out for unspecified reasons, although a few broken shelters and blown out windows could give a valid hint of what happened. After this, a few buildings and some living creatures have been demolished violently by crossing her path. At some point she accidentally blew up an entire police parking lot, resulting in a life sentence in jail. Luckily her experience in explosives can give her opportunities to break free--with a little bit of help with some other lunatics.


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[Brax]

THE DISHONORABLE DISCHARGE

Name:

Damian Porter




Age:

26




Gender:

Male




Height/Weight:

5'7"/185 lbs
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Personality:


Known for knocking people out on grounds for disrespect, Damian doesn't play mind games. He rarely talks to anybody - his shelled off exterior gives off the vibe of a person who is not looking to make any friends, nor be bothered. The man seems to be intelligent, displaying a rational thought process from time to time when solving problems within the social stratosphere of the Stonewall Detention Center. He will occasionally speak to the guards, most of which would say that he is too aggressive to be released to the public. In reality, Damian is just hardened from living the life of a soldier.


Skills:


Damian is an excellent wrestler, and fist fighter. He is knowledgeable in Muay-Thai. The soldier is above-average in his ability as a shot, though he currently has no weapons to use. He is in great physical shape, and is capable of using anything he can within his environment as a weapon. Survival is number one, and Damian is a professional survivalist.


History:


Born addicted to crack, Damian never lived the life that a normal child was supposed to. His mother was a prostitute, and often times Damian slept on the street just to avoid the horrible lifestyle she lead. She smoked various drugs from tobacco to cocaine in the house, which made Damian sick each time he stepped foot into the dwelling. He never had any money to feed himself, and neither did his mother. She never cared, considering all she wanted to do was look forward to her next high. Damian had to make a life for himself. At a young age, he began stealing from various shops - trying to eat.


As he got older, he began performing armed robberies of people and businesses alike. Falling into a gang eventually, Damian even dropped out of school and began doing drugs. He would perform home invasions and burglaries alike, eventually accumulating enough money to support himself. No matter what Damian ever did, though, he could never escape the torment he was forced to live through as a child, and he never would. At the age of eighteen, Damian had never been arrested. However, there were too many people looking for his head. Men either put bounties on him for people to stick him up, or he was getting robbed. To avoid being killed on the streets of his hometown, Damian had but two options: enlist in the military or die. The same day, the man signed his papers, at eighteen years old.





Over the years, Damian was successful in his job descriptions. He was never 'number one', but he was someone who took his roles in the military seriously. From previous experience shooting, he excelled in that department from the start. Fighting needed some tweaking, but Damian was always a larger guy. He started working out at a young age - leading to a slightly shorter stature as a result. His roles in the army increased with each passing year; Damian, more often than not, stood fighting on the front lines for his first handful of years in the army.


Eventually, he became an officer. As a sergeant, Damian was strictly enforcing his job title. He was ruthless, cunning, and precise. His operational success rate was over the ninety percentile, with the rest usually being at fault of other companies at play. The man was even recognized as a war hero toward the end of his stint. It was the last operation that saw him discharged. Damian was ordered to Stonewall at the age of 25.

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[Shog]

Name: Leonard Ryan


Nickname: Leo


Gender: Male


Age: 23


Role: The Thief


Personality: Leo is self orientated. He will help people only if he can see it benefiting himself, both short and long term. He learned to fight at an early age as he had two older brothers that used him as a punching bag. Growing up in a rough part of town he developed serous trust issues as a result. His family was always poor and wasted whatever money they could scrounge up. Sometimes for drugs, other times for whatever a someone off the street could sucker them into. Because of this he had to start supporting himself from a very young age. He tried a few jobs, but he like none of them and turned to thieving as a result. He started simple like taking a few hunks of bread and moving on. Over the years he became more confident and bold. He started taking larger portions of food and even valuables. He would sell them for the best price he could squeeze out of people and things started looking up for him. He even had control over his family by giving them food or money only if they did something for him in return. Unfortunately, he became took cocky. He attempted to steel whatever he could get his hands on from a mansion. He made it pretty far too. He had a sack full of valuables and was just about to head out when the police showed up. He tried to run, but the dogs were faster than him and he was thrown in jail on several attempts of thievery. Now facing death, he is giving it all he has to survive. If others die along the way, more for him. He is also a sociopath (feels no emotion).


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[Tobias and Trash Co]

"The Officer"

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Name: Kurtis Brandy


Gender: Male


Age: 24


Past: Kurtis grew up with his mother, father, and his two older brothers. Mr Edward Brandy, Kurtis's father, became ill and died when Kurtis was 19. Mrs Marion Brandy was a relatively high-ranking officer. After her husband died, Mrs Brandy was deemed insane and put into a mental facility. All three of the Brandy sons followed their mother's footsteps and became officers. Noah Brandy, the second oldest son, is the highest ranked of the three. Edward Brandy II, the oldest son, worked along side Kurtis in the Stonewall Detention Center for the Criminal and Insane. However, both Kurtis's brothers were able to procure tickets on a ship leaving Earth, and though Edward had gotten a ticket for Kurtis, he was the chosen officer to stay at the facility.

Personality: Kurtis is best described as stubborn, in a single word. Despite his intelligence - and his better judgment - he often prefers to lock onto an idea discarded by others and argue for it. He can be a bit of a "button-pusher". He does have redeeming qualities: he is clever, kind (when he wants to be), and focused. He's good, down at heart, and strictly conforms to what he personally believes is right. The term stubborn can also be morphed into determined when describing Kurtis, and he is fiercely loyal, and he generally likes everyone until they give him a reason not to. The problem is, he is hard to put up with himself, with what he claims to be "playful teasing" (which is perhaps the reason he was the officer chosen to remain). He is rather commanding, though he actually feels uncomfortable in the position, and can be a push-over because of it.


Other: Marion Brandy was not housed at the Stonewall Detention Center. She died three years after admission, when Kurtis was 23, though none of her family was informed of her passing.


Edward Brandy II was the one who suggested Kurtis to stay behind. Both Noah and Kurtis were fooled into believing otherwise, and had actually bought the third ticket to it's actual recipient, his girlfriend. The sabotage was meant simply to be brotherly screwing around (Edward and Kurtis got the aggravating trait from each other, with poor Noah in the middle), and Edward had believed Kurtis would simply have to talk his way out of it with their commanding officer (Kurtis was not found of him to begin with) and pay for his own ticket.


Kurtis is highly-skilled with firearms, moderately skilled in stealth, and has average skill with hand-to-hand. He stands at 5'4", but attempts to use his small size to his advantage - though it comes with the disadvantage of less brute force.



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[Kazanna]

The Insane


Name: Lily Kolkas


Sex: Female


Role: The Insane


Age: 26


Crimes: Fifteen counts of Murder in the First Degree with unconventional means. Tried in court and declared criminally insane.


Personality: Lily is mentally deranged. She is bi-polar and has constant outbursts of violent rage. She attacks people at random and is difficult to control. She targets men in a sudo-sexual manner of seduction to draw them in, then uses her environment and surroundings to beat them to death or stab them until they cease movement. After which point she has been noted to butcher her victims and eat various organs. Lily sees the world in a different light, her paranoid delusions lead her towards murderous rampages that to her take moments, but in reality could last for hours. Time speeds up and slows down to protect her psyche as she commits terrible acts of brutality.


Brief Bio: Lily Kolkas was born to an abusive household. She witnessed her father beating her mother for years until he inadvertently killed her. Lily's only link to the world and her own sanity was her mothers love, the loss of the woman drove her into madness. She murdered her father in his sleep, slitting his throat and then stabbing him until he ceased to move. At 15, she killed her foster parents, and blamed it on someone who broke into the house and then ran away. She played the victim for years and moved from place to place, killing at random until she was diagnosed with a psychopathic disorder. She was placed in a low level mental hospital, where she killed three orderlies, and four of the doctors, as well as two of the patients before she was taken down by law enforcement. She has been incarcerated since.

Spoiler

The sound of glass shattering against the wall sounded in Lily's memory, a remembrance of her father throwing yet another booze bottle at her mother, narrowly missing the woman's face by a mere inch as the bottle sailed past and crashed into the wall in a cascade of glittering fragments and brown sand. To Lily, the moment was real, it was happening as she cowered in the corner of the recreation room of the mental hospital.


Her one to one, Kathy, put a comforting shoulder on her shoulder, whispering, "It's okay Lily, your safe, everything will be okay."


Kathy rubbed the girl's shoulder in a comforting manner. It pained her to see the poor young girl in such a manner. So she was unaware as her pen went missing from the table, as it made it's way into Lily's hands and was rapidly dismantled and reformatted into a makeshift shiv. She was caught off guard as the weapon was thrust repeatedly into her throat, and she was in shock as Lily pushed her over, fidgeting and twitching as Lily stood over her and watched her bleed out.


The Orderlies, big men, who were trained in self defense, who were trained to deal with patients like Lily, were unprepared for the sudden psychotic outburst from the tiny girl. Lily Kolkas was in a whole other league of crazy as she turned the chair she was sitting in on it's side, and dropped her foot onto it's leg, breaking it off at a stress point she'd worked at for weeks. The leg came off and was in her hands only a moment later.


In her mind, This was all a game, she was the hero, and they were all monsters she had to kill to survive. A weapon Upgrade chime went off in her head as she picked up the chair leg. She'd abandoned the Dire Dagger she'd managed to craft with her crafting ability and pulled the mythic sword Kolfabas from it's resting place within the Grand Dragon Fabas' ancient skull. Now, as the ogre warlord's rushed towards her, she roared defiantly and mounted the skull itself. It rose and turned back into the ancient dragon Fabas, at her control, allowing her to charge into battle against the ogre warlords.


Lily struck out with her gleaming sword and struck the first of the ogres in the throat, severing its vital veins and arteries, spilling it's blood across her gleaming armor as she raced forward and stepped over it's body, moving towards the second. She spun and brought her weapon down into the next ogres throat in a similar fashion. The beast twisted, and tried to dodge, but fell in a similar fashion to her first foe, the harlot temptress Kathenia.


Now, Lily had but one foe, The Mad Doctor Kurgen and his horrible wand of witchcraft. She raced to meet him in combat as she had the ogres, and bashed him repeatedly over the head with the sword in her grip. Lily screamed triumphantly as Kurgen's blood flew into the air.


Doctor Kurgen had watched as two of his orderlies had been struck down by his paitent, and he'd begun to try to reason with her, begging her to stop, that they were just trying to help. But his words were cut short as Lily Kolkas began to beat him to death with the leg of the chair she had used to cut the throats of the two orderlies.


Now, he lay in a pool of his own blood, as Lily continued to beat his skull into a pile of goop and bone fragments, laughing all the while, "Won't get me! Won't Get Me! No, no, no, no, NO! You won't get me Mad Doctor! You won't! You Won't! You WON'T!" She screamed at him as she grabbed hi by the shoulders and bashed his mutilated torso against the floor.


The scene suddenly switched in her mind, she was at an artists convention, she was to paint her masterpiece for a crowd. Lily went to work quickly, knowing her fans wouldn't wait. She took the heavy paint can and pulled it over to the blank canvas, and using her hands as stylus, she went to work, painting her masterpiece rapidly.


The federal marshals arrived ten minutes later as Lily Kolkas was using the remains of Doctor Albert Kurgen to redecorate the large blank wall of the recreation room. She had just finished and was stepping back as the Marshals stepped into the room. She looked over to them and frowned, "Everyone's a damn Critic..." A moment later, the tranquilizer dart entered her left forearm, and she muttered out in outrage, "Hey, Don't... Poke... Me... I'm..." Her eyes rolled back and she fell into oblivion.





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[Flawless]

Name: Christian Belriss


Nickname: The Phaodares Killer


Gender: Male


Age: 25


Skills: Shooting with unnerving prescision. Also hiding evidence, sometimes not being found at all, other times left out on purpose.


He is also good at persuading people, having a very charming demeanour, and is also very resourceful.


Role: The Serial Killer


Personality: Christian is, on the outside, a very suave, confident and charming man. He has a silver tongue, and can talk his way out of very difficult situations. His hobbies have quite a range, some of which include enjoying fine wine, playing cards, and brutal murder. He has violent bouts of insanity, which don't last for particularly long periods of time, sometimes only seconds. His mind is dark, on the very edge of sanity, yet most of the time he has good control over his psychological state. Most of the time.


Just under the surface lies terrible bloodlust. He kills for blood, just for the feeling of the dark, scarlet liquid of his victims dripping through his fingers. He relishes in the feeling of power brought on by killing.


History: Christian has always has a bit of a loose grip on sanity. In his childhood, his parents were abusive, beating him until he could barely crawl. They made him feel like he was powerless, weak, and that 'he should be grateful that they spent their precious money on him'.


They were his first victims.


The moment where he stood in the pool of blood where they lay was the most liberating, exhilarating in his life. He felt powerful, able to finally make his stand, make his own impression on the world. And he laughed.


The police found the bodies, both shot about 5-6 times, about a week later hidden in the crates in the cellars, the words 'this is just the beginning' written in their blood. The evidence pointed directly to him, yet he was long gone. He had begun a completely new life in the major city. With his parent's money, he bought two silver pistols, which would soon become his trademark method of murder.


In all but one case, he ran rings about the police, using clever methods and erratic patterns of murder. His victims were often spread right across the city. It became so notorious that he was soon dubbed after the city in which he resided. But he did lead another, fairly affluent life on the surface, taking pleasure in fine wine, women and cards.


But it all came crashing down with one unfortunate case. He had just finished with his victim, but had to flee before the police arrived. He hadn't any time to check if the victim was truly dead. Which, unluckily for him, they weren't. With the last of their strength, they wrote his name in their lifeblood before they died. Immediately they assigned their special troops to his capture, or, if needs be, death. When they arrived, he was wise enough to know that he couldn't defeat all of them at once, skills or not. And thus, he was taken to Stonewall.


Appearance: Short brown hair, blue eyes, and relatively pale skin. Clean shaven.

 

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Alright, so here's how the judging played out ---


@Braxnond - You're good to go, my good sir. Accepted.


@Shog - I'm afraid you have been denied. My fourth rule in the rules tab states that your posts must be at least six sentences long; while your intro posts to a roleplay seem to meet this requirement, any other post after that is, at max {{to what I've observed}} 3-4 sentences. If you feel this is wrong, please shoot me a PM; but for now, you are denied. Please do not post another character try-out.


@SBChase - I trust you with this position, be sure to remember that. You are the only one with a gun, and be sure to keep that in mind. Accepted.


@Kazanna - I've seen you post, so I know that's going to be no issue. If you could, though, add a bit more to Lily's personality; such things as I suggested to justpeachy, then that would be great. I am, however, going to accept you anyways because I trust you will do this c: Accepted. I am going to torture you, though, and ask that you write me a sample post > {{totally may or may not be serious trololol}}


@Flawless - Your form passes. There's only a couple things I need to see; I need you to PM me a sample post with a prompt of your choice seeing as I can't find any roleplay posts of yours already existing on the site. Additionally, make sure you get that appearance in there c; As a last note, the city name is Phaodares. Acception postponed until further notice.

 

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UPDATE!


@Alexandra95 - You're now accepted! Enjoy the roleplay c:


@Flawless - You're also accepted c:

 

[Kazanna]

was sample satisfactory? I can revise if need be

 

[DescriptedEnd]

Yep ^^

 

[MrWeirdbraxto]

Name:

Ulrich Winrich

Nick name:

Eul

Role:

The Thief

Age:

20

Appearance:

Appearance other:

Stands at a rough 5"11, and around 120 pounds. Slim figure with more feminine looking features.

Personality:

Eul has always been a very paranoid and devoted man of faith. Due to Eul's mind always being focused upon the faith, so when this way of life is threatened in any way, Eul begins to break down and become ultimately paranoid about everything. Even during the most normal of times, Eul never takes his mind off his faith and is completely selfless for the sake of it. Though, such devotion to faith blinds Eul, doing whatever it takes to satisfy and please his most gracious gods above. Such devotion is not stopped by morals nor ethics, some linking it to practical insanity and lose of free will.

Skills:

Eul has excellently trained himself in his own form of stealth, keeping himself almost perfectly concealed in most to all scenarios. No lock can stop his passionate hand from entering, finding the quickest, most silent, and most effective way to crack each lock he can. With no formal weapon training, Eul rely's on brute and rather savage fighting techniques with a set of small daggers and throwing knives, without remorse in the name of his faith.

Background:

Eul's family had not grown by such fasted paced and every expanding societies. He was raised, along with his ancestors, in the back country lands. The soil there was rich and vibrant with nutrients, perfect for any pathetically small family to create a loving life for themselves. During the winter of the 200th harvest season, Eul was brought upon the world. Though, the seasons are not kind to man, and his mother past away before the next harvest could even arrive. Such hard times forced Eul to forsake mother's rule of 'One must not steal, as it may help themselves, but hurt the soul of another'. Every home and poor sap that was in Eul's pathway were targets for his theft, for it was to keep his father and self alive and well, making sure to apologize to his mother for every items taken.

Years aren't kind to those who steal to get from their day to day. Eul became ever more skilled in the art of his stealth, but also the corruption of his mind, his faith seemingly seeping deeper into his brain. For one day, Eul found a sacred figurine from a long forgotten faith, the museum closing quite early that day. In a crazed rage and mania, Eul became enthralled and beyond excited "Great one above I have but found a statue of the ones that attempt to forsake us! It will be smelted in the fury of my soul I swear upon You!" This crazed mania satisfied Eul's mind, but sadly also the high security measures of the facility. Such normal authorities and judges didn't know how to classify the case of 'Ulrich Winrich' as grand theft heist, or a mental insanity fed crime. Regardless, Eul was never expected to get out, never to be rehabilitated. Only sentenced to rot, rot in a solitary cell without the slightest possibility of him getting a hold of any freedom.​

 

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@MrWeirdbraxto - Accepted c:


All personnel to this date have been assigned a room, which is under maps tab.

 

[Prizzy Kriyze]

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  Name: Silas Holtz
  
  
  "Get off my back will you?"
  
  
  Age: 21
  
  
  "In comparison to the other retirees I'm young, for once."
  
  
  Gender: Male
  
  
  "Some people might consider it obvious."
  
  
  Country: USA
  
  
  "Yes, yes, land of the free. Psh, right."
  
  
  Role: The Hacker
  
  
  "So I stole a couple hundred... thousands... dollars, what does it matter? What's everyone else going to do with them anyway?"
  
  
  
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  Personality:
  
  
  Silas is a stuck-up asshole most of the time. He knows he can hack you and really mess with your life, which he likes to flaunt as much he can. He considers himself to be smarter and better than everyone else, and is very narrow-minded regarding other peoples' beliefs and opinions. He's always right no matter how hard you try to convince him about something, though he can follow a plan made by someone else as long as it he doesn't think it sounds "balls to the walls" asinine.
  
  
  Generally speaking, you could consider Silas very juvenile. No matter what it is, he'll probably see it as a competition and no matter who performs better, he's gonna be the one who wins by some incredibly vague ruling. If confronted with violence in one of his moments where he screams about his superiority, he will just think of you as another barbaric idiot who "Thinks they're sooo smart just because they know where to punch people where it hurts".
  
  
  Silas can be a non-asshole at times though. Sometimes he's too tired to bother reminding everyone that they're idiots, and then he'll cope with pretty much anything overly positive someone throws at him.
  
  
  Likes:
  
  
  - Cats, but not the kind that are overly affectionate
  
  
  - Anything with fiery, explosive or destructive capabilities.
  
  
  - Go carts
  
  
  - A challenge in hacking
  
  
  - Anything that strokes his ego
  
  
  "What, is this a speed date now?"
  
  
  Dislikes:
  
  
  - Surprisingly enough, Silas finds near to nothing in video game way interesting.
  
  
  - Dogs. All of them.
  
  
  - A lot of people
  
  
  - A lot of other minor things
  
  
  "You're annoying. Go away."
  
  
  
• 
  
  
  Background:
  
  
  Silas was spoiled by his parents. Really spoiled. He had servants that got him food, cleaned his plate, did the dishes, cleaned his room, did the laundrym, did his bed, everything. Amongst the few people left on the planet, Silas and his family probably had it better than everyone else combined. That was probably why he took it so hard when they died. Apparently having it good in an environment like this bought you quite a lot of hate.
  
  
  They were more or less lynched before him. Don't misunderstand, Silas barely cared for them at all, but he was scared that his way of living was compromised. Silas escaped the brooding masses, only to find out from one of the servants that without his parents wealth he was nothing, and subsequently getting his ass beaten by hateful unemployed butlers. Silas was completely broken at that point. He didn't know where to turn or what to do. He ended up locking himself up in his room of his now mostly raided home, and only spending time with his computer for quite some time.
  
  
  Apparently that did something. Besides being an asshole, Silas is not dumb. Quite the opposite. After about 2 weeks of being holed up in his room, living off of canned beans, he had streamed quite some money into an account of his own. This allowed him to resume his rich lifestyle again, but not for too long. He kept hijacking and emptying accounts, and eventually people started questioning where the money came from. They tracked his funds, and before the month was over he was sitting in jail.
  
  
  (Sorry, rushed end there. Hopefully it's alright.)
  
  
  

 

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@Prizzy Kriyze - Accepted, ya cat gnome

 

[Prizzy Kriyze]

Fantastic

 

[Brax]

:3

 

[Endless Love]

Julieta Bell

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Age:

Twenty one

Traits:

+Charismatic


+Mysterious


+Clever


+Persuasive

-Unpredictable


-Sneaky


-Ignorant


-Naive

Skills:

Julieta is fluent in Spanish, Italian, and Portuguese. And of course English. She is shockingly convincing, and has what some would call a golden tongue. She could literally convince a perfectly sane person to jump off the Golden Gate Bridge and plummet to their death if she wanted to. Although sometimes this can backfire as she has quite a few people who wouldn't mind wringing her little neck.

Personality:

Julieta is sophisticated, yet childishly arrogant and wonderfully inventive. All these things are what contribute to her being unpredictable. She's practically impossible to outsmart. At least when it comes to her profession. Unless she values you as company it would be exceedingly unwise to share classified information with her, as she is eternally loyal to those who have hired her, and there is a nine out of ten chance she will fill them in on every little detail. She's a charming delight to be around but watch you back.

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Ethnicity:

Brazilian ((Father))


Norweigan, Italian, Colombian ((Mother))

Stats:

5'4

106 lbs

Golden brown hair

Electric blue eyes

Medium tan skin

Bio:

Julieta was born to a poor family in Bahia, Brazil. She earned enough money through her teen years working as a waitress at a local diner to purchase a plane ticket to the US, specifically Florida, and rent out a small one bedroom apartment. Her childhood was lacking,as Julietta was the youngest of her two brothers, Antonio and Francisco. They taught her how to trick people into thinking one thing, whereas the reality would be another. Basically her brothers shaped the sneaky, but clever young woman she is today. They are still living in Bahia, and Julietta keeps in contact with them through emails.

Within a month of moving to Miami, Julieta began searching for a job. It didn't take her long. A well to do American family who owned a gun company had assigned her to obtain information from an opposing business. She successfully retrieved the design models of the other company and whatever the family did with that information sent the opposing business's entire company crashing to the ground. The family was pleased with her work, and have since been hiring her to do this with other opposing gun companies.






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