The Red Adder Continuum (SparklechuxAmaterasu)

[Amaterasu]

@Sparklechu


Abaddon Samael


Oswyn "Oz" Prior Dowdall


Liz Lovejoy


Tris Evans

 

[Amaterasu]

Name:


Clementine "Clemen" Tanasia





Age:


20





Gender:


Female


Appearance Notes:

• Blonde hair, emerald eyes.
  
• Her hair is always tied back in a bun or ponytail.
  
• 5'6
  
• Her clothing is all pretty basic, from her doctor's/dentist's coat to her everyday wear. She owns very few nice garments, most of which are heirlooms.
  

Personality:


Clemen grew up knowing her life would be miserable, even unbearable, and that living itself could be a curse. Because of this she's always been rough, straight to the point, and has held a very black and white view of the world. The loyalty in her blood is thin as she's pretty much a lone wolf - a survivor - most of the time. However, she's also grown up and matured with great patience and an unmistakable kindness... even if she rarely smiles. She encompasses much of the good and the bad in humanity; she's human to the core, attempting to live her life on a god-forsaken planet.





Living:


Medical Doctor and Dentist (on Syndicate payroll), Scavenging, and Bounty Hunting.





Weapon(s):

Spoiler

Undercover Job:


Medical Doctor and Dentist





True Job/Allegiance:


Small-time Scavenger and Bounty Hunter. As she is on the syndicate's payroll, she has automatically placed her life in their hands. She doesn't necessarily owe her 'allegiance' to them, but it's the same effect.


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Name:


Cathal Cosby


Age:


29


Gender:


Male


Appearance Notes:

• White hair, icy blue eyes.
  
• He's very pale and very slender, but that isn't to say he's not muscular.
  
• 5'11
  
• He has several gauges in his right ear and a dragon tattooed down his left arm.
  
• Dresses in a lot of vests and button down shirts - always very casual.
  
• Is usually seen with a cello case.
  

Personality:


Cathal is quiet, casual, and emotionless, yet he's more cautious than most men living. He places himself in charge of every situation and is a professional at separating emotion from the time when he pulls the trigger. It's what makes him one of the best at what he does. Just from the cold look in his eyes you can tell he's a killer. He has no morals, no friends, no family... just acquaintances and clients. He does whatever it takes to make the money he needs.


Surprisingly, Cathal drinks, and quite a lot at that. Even so, it's impossible to find him wasted. He can drink, and drink, and drink, and still keep his wits about him.


Living:


Bounty hunting and scavenging, often receiving the money for his jobs through the syndicates. He may or may not have been an assassin for a syndicate.


Weapon(s):

Undercover Job:


Saxophone player.


True Job/Allegiance:


Bounty hunting and scavenging. Though he isn't tied to the syndicates, without them, he'd make no money.


Other:


Owner of the ship "Skyloft".


 



@Sparklechu

Name:


Abaddon Samael


Age:


Unknown


Gender:


Male


Appearance Notes:

• Silver hair.
  
• Emerald eyes.
  
• Multiple guages, studs, and piercings in both of his ears.
  
• Is often seen even in broad daylight wearing all black: a priest's robe covered by a black cloak, a grey sash tied over them both, and a black top hat.
  
• Walks with a cane.
  
• Hunched over he's 5'9, standing tall he's 6'1.
  

Personality:


Abaddon is perceived as a psychotic and delusional man whose random bursts of laughter and demented sarcasm can only be explained by his thought-to-be mental disorder. He's wicked and boisterously evil, and his obscene 'practical' obsession with dead bodies and dolls shouldn't even be mentioned. He dresses primarily in black robes and suits, boots and gloves, and like the grave watcher he appears to be he keeps his silent watch over everyone. Not one blessed thing escapes his notice.


He's unforgiving and boisterously cruel, and his morbid fetish for scythes shouldn't be touched upon. He coughs on his own spit while laughing and finds himself hilariously funny, though he finds the stupidity of others even more hilarious. If someone causes him to laugh, it will take a while to calm him down.


He's always happy and boisterously sarcastic, though his un-quenched thirst for blood isn't dinner table conversation. He frolics in optimism without sparing anyone a bad day on his watch. Remaining happy with Abaddon around is madness, but what's even more mad is Abaddon's self-sustaining joy.


Now, this isn't all to say Abaddon is insane. He simply airs on the immoral, hell-bound side of humanity. It's still up to each individual's own discretion who comes into contact with him whether or not he is possessed by a disorder. And, fortunately for everyone who has made his acquaintance, it doesn't take much longer than a heartbeat to forget about his possible sanity.


Living:


He lives off of the Red Adder's payroll as a "body" inspector and torturer.





Weapons:

Undercover Job:


Morgue owner





True Job/Allegiance:


"Body" inspector, kidnapper, and torturer for the Red Adder.





Other:

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Name:


Oswyn "Oz" Prior Dowdall





Age:


33





Gender:


Male





Appearance Notes:

• Blonde hair.
  
• Gray eyes.
  
• Has a very muscular physique.
  
• 6'
  
• Skin appears fairly tan.
  
• Dresses in a lot of leather and boots.
  
• Both legs are steel plated prosthetic up until the knee; Oz does not bother to give them the illusion of skin.
  

Personality:


Oswyn is a hardened young man who sweats to make an honest living. His family dead, his friends few and endangered, he's the opposite of mirthful, full of sarcasm, and pretty much an unrelatable character. He doesn't bother with social formalities and doesn't give a damn about morals, nor does he care for anyone else in the world. The man is master and slave to himself.


Despite this, Oswyn at least submerges his mind into the passion of machinery. Having worked around machines his whole life, he's a stunning mechanic who takes joy and pride in what he does alongside the sweat and pain. However, the passion isn't enough to keep him going. Oswyn is also a major drug addict; he gets high constantly, crashing shortly there after. Depression has seeped deep within his skull, and just as his life revolves around mechanics, so does his soul revolve around stimulants.





Living:


Mechanical Engineer: Ship and ground vehicle repair, construction, etc. for the Red Adder as well as private investors and inter-galactic companies with the misfortune of hitting Mars. He, however, does not depend on the syndicate's payroll.





Weapons:

Undercover Job:


None





Allegiance:


No one. He is one of the proud few on Mars who lives his own life . . . to an extent. The syndicate, whether one likes it or not, is always watching.


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Name:


Liz Lovejoy


Age:


Unknown


Gender:


Female


Appearance Notes:

• She doesn't just wear cat ears, she has cat transplants. The ears actually grow out of her head, and she has a tail.
  
• Hazel eyes.
  
• Dirty blonde hair.
  
• She wears booty shorts, short tank tops, and a good deal of otherwise skimpy clothing.
  
• Short and slender body build.
  
• 5'4
  

Personality:


Liz is a killjoy type of girl whose priorities revolve around her beauty and paycheck. She's the kind of person who puts on a lot of airs and says things with a fake smile, but is entirely empty on the inside. In a world as bleak, hopeless, and empty as Mars she's lost her meaning to live. The only reason Liz gets out of bed each day is because she's too cowardly to kill herself. Actually, the girl is a complete fraidy cat down to her core. Not a piece of her is dependable - literally, not a piece - as her many hook-ups and short-lived relationships will tell. Despite this, Cathal has made her the pilot of his ship, the "Skyloft", and because of his trust Cathal is the only man in the world Liz is truly honest with.


Living:


Her cut of the money Cathal makes as payment for piloting his ship.


Weapons:

Undercover Job:


None


True Job/Allegiance:


Liz pilots the "Skyloft". Despite the number of times she's run out on Cathal, he's the only living person she places her trust and loyalty in.

 

[Emperor Shadow IV]

Name:


Tris Evans





Age:


18





Gender:


Male





Appearance Notes:

• Teal eyes.
  
• Dyed teal hair to match his eyes.
  
• Scrawny and lanky.
  
• 5'9
  
• Dresses in baggy clothing and worn Sneaks.
  
• Wears red rectangular framed glasses.
  
• He wears detachable titanium plates on both of his cheeks. These plates keep his skull's bone structure aligned and help pump blood to the brain using cranial electric technology.
  

Personality:


Tris is a typical easy-going, slightly naive, not the brightest, hard-working teenager - a rare breed on Mars. He's a professional at approaching situations with a smile, fake or not, and acting as the underdog to get things done.


He's easy-going in the sense that he'll do exactly what's asked of him without complaint, and to greater surprise he does it with pleasure. This also makes him hard-working, but the lengths he may go to to accomplish a task are sometimes unrealistic or preposterous. Often a simpler solution is available as well, yet Tris misses it completely, truly showing how he's not the brightest. Furthermore, when approached with social situations, Tris is regularly oblivious to the implications or connotations of people's words.


Still, somehow a teen like Tris finds his way on a pit like Mars and makes a living, laughs and cries . . . while watching others die . . .





Living:


???





Weapons:


???





Undercover Job:


Receptionist at Clem's small doctor and dentist's office.





True Job/Allegiance:


???

 

[Amaterasu]

Name:


Vivian Sploit


Age:


30


Gender:


Male


Appearance Notes:

• His hair is dyed entirely red and is tossed about in a wavy mess, with a few locks sweeping down to his right eyelid.
  
• Light hazel eyes.
  
• Is usually seen in public with a purple leather trench coat, hands in pockets.
  
• Lean and muscular.
  
• 5'11
  
• Has a very fast, flamboyant stride.
  

Personality:


Mr. Sploit, the one and only Vivian, is unpredictable and sporradic, with tendencies to do things his way despite orders from above. He's a solo guy; no room for working along with others, and that's precisely why his field of work is practically a one man show. His marksmanship is truly incredible, but what's more is his do-or-die philosophy that accompanies him always. Vivian throws his life on the line in every situation; their is no cautious route for him. It's what makes him so deadly. Every moment he fights without reserve, without regret, and without fear of consequence. However, despite the numerous inconveniences he's caused for the Red Adder, his life is still worth more than the vast majority of other hitmen available.


Vivian is additionally a fairly flamboyant and flirtatious character. His fashion sense alone lends itself to this fact, but his bigger-than-life way of talking and acting sells the point. He's not as cold as you'd believe a hitman and assassin would be, though he is entirely cold-hearted, but he doesn't act like Death himself. In fact, Vivian is the one man who laughs Death in the face.


Living:


Assassinations and bounties, all paid by private investors (most likely on syndicate payroll) or the syndicates.


Weapons:

Spoiler

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Undercover Job:


None; he's a syndicate hot rod, loud 'n proud.


True Job/Allegiance:


Vivian's allegiance is to the Red Adder syndicate, for whom he works under the technical profession hitman. Really though, he's just a walking killing machine.


Other: