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Mother of Tiny Lions
Feel free to manipulate this as you please, just don't take anything away. You can add whatever you want and use BBcode if you want to. This is just the "minimum", I guess.

Name:
Age:
Sexuality:
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Class: (lower, middle, upper)
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Personal Items: (this being things you’d carry on yourself every day. A cell phone is assumed, but please specify if it is a government issues one or, if you’re upper class, a higher quality one)
 
Name: Emberlynn Llewellyn
Age: 22
Sexuality: Pansexual
Pronouns: she/they
Class: lower class, but with the income of the higher class
Appearance:
((Face claim Emilia Clarke))
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Backstory: She grew up in the slums of the city, alone from a very young age. She didn't remember much of her parents, all she had were vague recollections with blurred images of a brown haired woman and a blonde haired man, and then a lot of red. She had been on the streets for as long as she could clearly remember, starving, cold and sleep deprived. She stole food when she could get away with it, but she was caught more often than not. One cold winter evening when she was 13, she stole from the wrong person. An upper class gentleman that saw the dirty and starved girl, with no issued cellphone and saw an opportunity there. She was dragged to the underground prostitution rings, where she was told to satiate the hunger of the wealthy and servers. She did this until she was 15, when one of her return customers bought her, completely erasing her debt to the ring and brought her to his home as his mistress. He had a wife and child that didn't care what he did in his spare time, so they didn't blink an eye when he brought home a 15 year old girl that he presented to them as their new child/sibling. She was kept around her new "dad" 24/7, never allowed to leave his presence. Little by little though, she gained his 'trust', and was allowed to leave his presence whenever she wanted, as long as she reported back to him every hour, she was allowed her freedom and everything she ever wanted. That's how she has been living in the lap of luxury now, with her "father's" obsession, and his money at her disposal.

Personal Items: a high-end cellphone ordered by her father, a pair of diamond earrings and a gun for self defense.
 

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Face Claim: Jake Lahrman
Ethan Wyatt // 29 // Heterosexual //He/Him
Middle Class
Backstory: The cripplingly average life Ethan Wyatt has lead has been the crowned jewel of the generations before him. Unnoticed, unnamed among the masses, his family has lived in the relative comforts of middle class society forever. This much Ethan knows, because he has traced his family history as far back as he possibly could in search of some sort of glory or honor, but his lineage is as boring as his current life.

Many attempts have been made to just find life sufficient. Ethan has pursued hobbies and whims here and there and maintained friendships, an upstanding social image. After many years of never being presented with the right opportunities, Ethan gave up the search for an ethical way up in life. On the outside he now appears to be extremely average, having a wife and two children and a life common of those in his social standing.

In reality Ethan has been walking a fine line between living his life according the the outward appearances it has, and his darker secret. Somewhere along the way he met and befriended two Russian kids who had come to the US under mysterious circumstances. They sell botched body upgrades to people who can, presumably, afford them. Ethan has, occasionally, served as a go between for them and other people in the middle class who wanted to purchase their wares. Most of the time the transactions have been smooth, but sometimes he comes across difficult situations and this causes his bravery to falter. Ethan has not been exactly loyal to his lower class contacts and has, from time to time, jumped ship and become impossible to contact. But, after weeks or months of consideration and an immense desire for something more thrilling to happen in his life, he will start working the underground trade again until the next thing to shake him up happens. It's a cycle he has been stuck in for a few years, and his family knows nothing of it, so far.

Personal Items: Government issued cell phone, a black market cell phone that serves as his contact device for the callers he would like to keep secret. Wallet with ID, government pension card, and a small picture of his wife and children in it.
 
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The World Will Be Red
  • Undeniable

    "Why do we view the world in black and white when red is a far nicer colour?"


    Name

    Calistar Levi Rouge


    Nickname
    Cal or Red


    Age
    25


    Sexuality
    Heterosexual


    Pronouns
    He/him


    Class
    Upper








Name
Calistar Levi Rouge

Nickname
Cal or Red

Age
25

Sexuality
Heterosexual

Pronouns
He/him

Class
Upper

"It is not about who is right, it is about who is left."


Appearance

Calistar is 6'1" and lean, his build is more slender than broad. His medium-length glossy brown hair is often gelled back and is hardly seen in the popular "messy" style. He has green eyes that complement his olive complexion. There are no blemishes or scars on his hand or face. His nails are perfectly polished and his hair shines.

Calistar often sports a suit and tie. The suits are black or navy with dark ties to complement the colours. It is his personal desire to always present himself as though he is above all he comes into contact with because he knows he is. Cal walks with confidence, each stride seemingly more important than the last. One will never spot him with his head hung nor his eyes downcast. He will always meet the gaze of those he encounters.


Personal Items
Calistar is never without his high-tech watch - oh the tricks that gadget can do - nor without his high-quality cellular device. He has a special work device that can do many things, such as make calls on a private line, translate things when necessary (such as taking what he says and interpreting that into any language he chooses), disguise his voice, and etc. He keeps a handgun with him at all times and may have a knife tucked away somewhere on his person. Another popular item many see is his multipurpose sunglasses. Naturally, he also keeps his wallet (that can only be accessed with his DNA) and his car/house/etc. keys.

Upgrades
Fully robotic hand. Cal has also upgraded/enhanced his eyes and ears (which are capable of video/audio recording).

"Some is never enough."


"We are the deserving."


Calistar Rouge has enjoyed a lavish life as an upper-class citizen. However, when he was a child, Calistar was a little different. He spent most of his time with adults, learning their behaviours and their lingo. The children didn’t always understand what Cal was talking about and they had no interest playing business related games (like Monopoly). They were far more interested in sports or video games, the very ones Cal’s father created. Cal started to become more isolated. Even when he tried to fit in, he never really meshed with the crowd. The bulk of his conversations were with robots or his father’s employees.

Cal’s isolation led him to develop a love for literature and technology. As his loneliness grew, he hatched a plan from his observations. Cal discovered his way into the “crowd” was by sharing new or beta technology from Rouge Cor. Suddenly, everyone wanted to be Cal’s friend and they all wanted a turn on the newest device or with the newest game. The power he quickly gained was something he relished. Finally, people made the effort to talk to him and he didn't mind that it was only about the games or devices he brought with him. Many of the kids in his class were doing things for him in exchange for time on whatever tech he brought in that day. He didn’t need the kids to do anything for him, but he wanted them to do whatever he asked.

When Cal’s teacher informed Cal’s father, Alistair, of his school activities Alistair was more impressed than angry at his son’s behaviour. This began Alistair’s plan for Cal to take over the company.

Calistar was appointed heir over his older brother, which didn’t sit well with Alistair Jr. At the time, Jr. was sixteen and Cal was thirteen. Jr.’s jealousy began festering and impacted how he treated Cal. The brothers were once close, but the moment Jr. felt betrayed their relationship ended.

With all children, “accidents” happen, and the truth is hidden. An “accident” happened to Cal’s hand. The bones that weren’t shattered protruded from his flesh. The tendons were shredded. The pain he felt was insurmountable. He did not recall how he made it home or the trip to the doctors. All he could remember was waking to find his hand no longer there.

The doctors could repair his hand, but permanent damage was inevitable. Instead, they advised a complete hand replacement, which would allow more mobility, feeling, and strength. Everything would be improved. After much consideration (on his mother’s part) they proceeded with the procedure.

Neither Cal nor his brother divulged details regarding the “accident.” The only noticeable change was in Cal. He remained civil toward his brother, but a desire for physical strength stirred. Jr. could easily overpower Cal, but there would be a time when the tables would turn, and Cal would be ready.

A few years after Cal was instated heir, he was invited regularly to Rouge Cor. He became familiar with the employees, interns, and how the company functioned. Often, he sat-in during meetings and, in private, his father would ask his opinion. When Cal made an error, Alistair would explain why the decision was ill-advised. Cal is loyal to his father and to the company. He pursues other interests that could lead to someone partnering with Rouge Cor. and he constantly seeks new tech opportunities to increase revenue.

More About Rouge Corporation:

Many (if not everyone) are familiar with the Rouge name, or rather, Rouge Corporation. His father dominates the entertainment industry. What you see, hear, and find pleasurable are provided by Rouge Cor.

Rouge Corporation is the main form of entertainment – they have the most products, most control, and develop new tech regularly. They provide music, television, movies, and video games (to name a few). An example: Rouge Cor. provides forms of entertainment that are more experiential by allowing people to able to be feel/touch, smell, etc. This tech allows people to engage in a world of their design or by playing out the story someone else created (for example, Star Trek Holodeck, Ready Player One, etc.).
 
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Name ~ Mist Valigaurd

Age ~ 24

Birthday ~ May 29

Sexuality ~ Pansexual

Nationality ~ Irish

Language(s) ~ English, Irish, and Italian.

Pronouns ~ He/She/They (Any/all)

Class ~ Upper

Appearance ~
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Body modification(s) ~ A few small scars and a few tattoos. Their left arm May of may not be metal, and finally an implanted card in their wrist.

Weight ~ 124 lbs

Height ~ 5’7

Backstory ~
Mist grew up in the highly esteemed Valiguard family. The Valigaurds are known for their faithful service to the government. Most of them getting jobs as some sort of cop. Mist leaned towards the CIA; mainly for the reason that their best friend was already an agent. They’re proud of their families work, and are ready to carry it on to the next generation.



Other then their jobs the Valigaurd family is also known for throwing amazing parties. They get wild. And no one can call the police, because they are the police. It’s a pretty horrible thing. But these parties require a lot of ‘help’, so they employ many in the middle and lower classes. Janitors, caterers, waiters, and the such. Because of growing up in this way of living; Mist had trouble knowing why it was bad to talk to people ‘lower then them’.

Not only that but they are also called ‘Old fashioned’. It mainly has to do for the reason that the Valigaurd family doesn’t trust droids and machines. Something happened a long time ago to their family. No one really knows what anymore. It had been a big thing at first. Making news headlines. Then after a while; it’s starting getting old. People were getting annoyed at them. As new and better droids and machinery came out; the Valigaurd family disregarded it. Eventually it became the norm, and people stopped bothering them about it.

When they were young; they made many friends and were very sociable. They were often called ‘a social butterfly’ or ‘so likeable’. They made friends with practically everyone in sight. But then when they turned thirteen; their world kind of just stopped. They locked themselves in their room and didn’t come out for days. When they did finally come out; something had changed. They were very straightforward and cold. They still had their ‘loud’ kind of attribute, but they found it hard to be as kind as they had been. They dropped practically all of their friends; besides a few close ones. (And even then most of those flew away.)



They still attended their parents parties, and pursued their work in the CIA. But they weren’t quite the same. And no matter how hard their parents tried; they couldn’t ‘fix’ her. Mist’s older sister took it the hardest. They had been very close, but after Mist’s ‘Hibernation’ (As they had come to call it.) they barely even talked. Mist didn’t seem to mind or notice their change. They acted like they had always been that way, but everyone else knew better.



After that their life was pretty normal. The parties continued and they still went to school. They went through their everyday routine. Like an animal trained to do one thing. They always did the same things. That is until they graduated and became an Agent for the CIA. Once they became an agent they started doing different thing. And slowly, they started to break out of their shell. They’re still in the process of doing so.

Occupation ~ CIA

Personal Items ~ Special modified phone, Private communicator, Stuffed Turtle, Translator, Pocket knife, hand gun ( .44 Magnum), Special modified watch, and a small pocket watch.
 
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Name: Mirage DuBay

Age: 17

Sexuality: Straight

Pronouns: She/Her

Class: Upper Class


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Backstory: Mirage has been given a ticket into the upper class system, since infancy. Just by being born, had she been this lucky. Or as she often thought, though rather ungratefully, it to be the opposite. What she doesn’t know is that she is an highly secret daughter of her parents. Eighteen years ago, they went through a difficult process to find their daughter through adoption. Not being able to conceive a child of their own, the turned to the only option they found possible. They found a willing mother in the lower class, giving her money for her child. Mirage has always had trouble feeling like she belongs. Although she’s been taught not to question the life she’s living, the privileges she’s getting. Her thoughts come to linger on the subject, more so than it ought not. She lives with her her parents in an high exclusive apartment. Both her parents, naturally, works for the government. She dreads the day when she has to… She is an only child, making her parents have high expectations on her.

Personal Items: High Quality cell phone. She doesn’t keep up with social media much. Luckily she comes from such an upper class and renowned family, that she can get away with it. She is often seen, wearing her school uniform. An all black ensemble, except for the school’s emblem which is marked with a golden symbol. A big W, with a sword piercing through it. Standing for Westilly. She also proudly wears her family’s emblem as a brooch. A red carnation. Other than that she walks around with a moonstone pendant in her pocket. A sought after item, she’d received on her tenth birthday.
 
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Name:
Ione X13IV

Gender:
Female

Species:
Android

Sexuality:
Asexual

Visual / Behaving Age:
25 years

Build Age:
Three weeks and twelve days

Pictures:
[x] [x]

Description:
Ione is a beautifully designed android that purely serves the purpose of making children's lips curl into a smile, easily sweep away tears and eventually keep house walls safe. Yes, Ione was created to be a nanny, housemaid and family guardian overall. She is the newest version on the market that promises to keep the harmony and peace of a family. At first glance, Ione looks very sweet and innocent with her childish smile and dutiful manner. Her fair skin is supposed to feel as warm and humane as possible, her eyes have a calming dark tone, her honey blonde hair smells like a blooming garden, and her voice is as soft and lovely as a freshly served molten chocolate cake.
Yet, if one carefully observes the android, they will notice her slightly choppy movements and a smile that is beautiful to the eye but feels empty to the heart. After all, Ione is just a complex computer program hidden within the shell of a humane robot.

Skills:
Besides common household tasks such as cleaning or cooking, Ione was specifically created to take care of children, teach them, play with them and help them grow into reasonable adults. Therefore she knows multiple languages as well as basic and advanced content of different subjects to help with children's homework. Above that, what makes her stand out as a nanny, is the influencing tone that was programmed into her voice. This sound is so deep that no human ear can perceive it yet immediately feels it's soothing and comforting effect. Whenever Ione enables this asset, nearly all people in near distance will immediately feel calmer and more relaxed. However, since Ione was also created to keep people safe in dangerous situations, she can turn this sound into a high screech which will leave the victim confused and deaf for a short moment. Aside from that, she also knows some combat basics to defend herself and others if needed.

Personality:
Ione has a very warm and innocent personality for an android. You can easily distinguish her characteristics from the one of an android created to hunt suspects or keep order within the city. She tries to keep peace and harmony with everyone in her surroundings and is always very eager to help. Aside from that, she has a very strong protective instinct, especially for children.

Backstory:
It is only three weeks and twelve days ago when Ione's design was finally finished, and her power button was turned on. Before, it had been some very difficult weeks for the team that created her to finalize her cooking skills, because the chinese food update caused some difficulties to her language abilities. However, after this exhausting time, everyone was very happy when Ione opened her eyes and perfectly went through all the final tests. She was bought by a middle-class family with very busy parents that needed help with their two sons. Her arrival was one week ago. Ever since she has been busy keeping the boys at peace and the house clean.

Personal Items:
handbag with:
water,
snacks,
tissues,
wallet,
keys,
small first aid kit (including scissors, band-aid with animal print, bandage, tweezers, medical thermometer, airsickness bag, rescue blanket),
small taser for self-defence,
smartphone
 
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mood
"are you talkin' to your mama about me?"
location
here & there.
outfit
keep it breezy.
mentions
rue and kat.
tags
@low fidelity

Name: Alexandra Marie Garin

Age: 20

Sexuality: Bisexual

Pronouns: She/Her

Class: Lower

Appearance: Lyndsy Fonseca

Backstory: Alexandra and her older brother Dimitri were born in a small town in Russia, where they spent the first portion of their lives living under their father's thumb. He was not a kind man, he was selfish and cruel, but Dimitri always got the brunt of the punishments because he felt it was his job to protect his family. Alex remembers her mother telling them stories about leaving, about getting out, but sadly that would never happen for her. They tried to run once when Alex was about six, but they were caught and all beaten by the man who was supposed to protect and provide for them.

That's pretty much all Alex remembers from her childhood is the abuse from their father and the sadness and despair from their mother. Over the years her hope dwindled, but what they didn't know was that she was saving money to at least get her children out. And she did. When Alex was thirteen, she snuck them out and put them on a boat to America, giving them a piece of paper with an address on it before she disappeared forever. They arrived in America and found the address, which turned out to be an old friend of hers who helped them get 'settled'.

It didn't take them long to figure out America, or at least the class system and the divide between them. As lower class, they were pretty much nothing, but Dimitri quickly got into selling body upgrades. Alex started helping him out not long after that, and that's what they've been doing pretty much since. They're on their own now. Alex decided to get an upgrade of her own against Dimitri's wishes, getting surgery on her eye. Now she has one hazel and one blue eye, the blue one being the one that doesn't work properly. She can still see out of it, but it glitches almost constantly, making her vision go blurry and/or black and white at times.

Personal Items:
  • government issued cell phone
  • knife x2
  • ID/money
  • a necklace tucked away that belonged to their mother




alexandra

code by low fidelity.
 










mood
"are you talkin' to your mama about me?"
location
here & there.
outfit
keep it breezy.
mentions
rue and kat.
tags
@low fidelity

Name: Dimitri Nicholas Garin

Age: 25

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Pronouns: He/Him

Class: Lower

Appearance: Matthew Noszka

Backstory: Dimitri was born five years before his younger sister Alexandra came along. They lived with their mother and father in poverty in Russia. Their father was not a kind man, but Dimitri shielded his mother and sister from the abuse as well as he could. He felt like it was his duty to protect them, especially Alex. Their mother tried to give them a good life, she sang to them, fed them, and told them stories at night about getting out and having a better life. The older Dimitri got, though, the less he believed it would happen for them.

They did try to get out once, when he was 11, but they were caught and beaten. But when he turned eighteen, their mother gave them an address in America and put them on a boat. Dimitri still remembers how sad she looked as she said goodbye, but she was gone before either sibling could stop her. They arrived in America and did become citizens after they found their mothers old friend who helped them. Dimitri immediately wanted to get a job, but nothing legal paid very well, so he got into the black market selling of body modifications.

Even though he didn't want her to, Alex got in as well, and eventually they started helping each other. He warned her against the surgery, but she went behind his back and got surgery on her eyes of all things. He can't blame her though, even if he never went under the knife himself. He mainly sticks to getting new clients, wrapping people up in promises of a better life and then delivering them to the place of surgery where he considers things out of his hands.


Personal Items:
  • government issued cell phone
  • knife [who knows how many]
  • ID/money




dimitri

code by low fidelity.
 

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