Sempiternal (Archive)

[Isle of Lithonia]

The Official Archive of Sempiternal

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OP Characters

Character App

Name: Christopher Reed

Age: 26 (both)

Body Form: Original Human

Gender, Sex, and Sexuality: Cis-Male, Straight

Personality: Officer Reed is...well...frustrated, burned out. The way that the world is run bothers him deeply, and being an officer of the law, enforcing the power of the MCs, he is quite disgusted with himself. But its better to have some law and order than none at all, or so he argues. Still, he is a bit...lenient in enforcing the law, since he sympathizes with those who he deals with, and he normally patrols the most poor, slummy areas of the city. I mean, if he were in their position, he'd resort to small-time crime as well, so who is he to judge them? So, unless you are actually committing violence against someone, he's often willing to overlook it. And with drug crimes, perhaps a little monetary persuasion would help...an officer has to survive too, right? Nevertheless, he has a "zero-tolerance" take on violent crimes.

Normally he is able to talk himself out of nearly any situation, and prefers to talk first, shoot only if necessary. And physical force is by no means a first resort for him.

Overall, he is a rather personable guy, and quite friendly. He cares deeply about the people closest to him, and does his best to do what he sees is moral. But he has lost his drive, and the only person he has left to fight for is his younger sister, who is quite important to him.

Skills: Good negotiator/diplomat, trained with Constellis police and SWAT weaponry (tasers, firearms, CQC weapons, etc.), is very perceptive of his surroundings.

Faction: Constellis Inc.

Occupation: Law Enforcer, Sergeant

Starting Location: New York City, NY

Bio:

Christopher was born in a backwoods town in the middle of Idaho, one of the few places in old NA (North America) that had not yet been fully tamed by Constellis. His parents taught him well. Respect for others, love of justice, compassion for your fellow man, a strong work ethic...if one had seen him then, you would have sworn he had an amazing life ahead of him.

But you forget the world in which he lived. Constellis was the sole arbiter of law and order, the decider of the fates of each individual in NA, or so it seems. And its existence cast a gloomy shadow over Christopher's life.

It started when the drugs flooded in. The Black Market set up a strong base of operations only a few miles from his family's house, and with them came a surge of crime that rocked their hometown. Rapists, murderers, all of them thugs whose existence depended upon the Black Market, cropped up, making the streets of the once peaceful town run red. Local officials called for the support of Constellis Enforcers to quell the violence and put an end to the crime wave. As always, the MC was more than happy to oblige.

Quickly the town came under more direct Constellis control, Enforcers heavily patrolled the streets, cracking down heavily on crime where it was found. Instantly the crime rate plummeted, and it became safe once again to walk downtown. However, the payment for this new security was the loss of much of your freedom.

All businesses were subsumed under Constellis Inc., the citizens lost their right to elect local officials, taxes increased, and nearly the only way to get a job was to work for the MC. All products, all services, were Constellis owned. And Reed's father could not stand this.

A man with deep convictions, Jonathan Reed (Christopher's father) decided to create a local militia group to stand and fight against the encroachments of the MC.

Let's just say it did not end well.

Jonathan was put in prison for life, having been convicted of killing an officer of the law, leaving seventeen year-old Christopher with his sister and mother. The young teen could not believe it, for he had seen the work that the Enforcers had done to make their town safe, only to have his father turn around and try to bring back lawlessness through violence. It angered him deeply, turning him against his father.

Jacelyn Reed (Christopher's mother) protested against her husband's imprisoning, declaring it unjust. And when she and Chris got into a shouting match over it, the young teen's fate was sealed.

Taking his sister, he ran from home, ending up all the way over in NYC, the great capital of Constellis, and his dream city. There he would find opportunity, safety, and everything he needed to help make a good life for him and his dear sister.

Life sucks for the dreamers. Especially when your dreams aren't well-informed.

At the age of twenty, he was signed onto the NYC Enforcers, becoming an officer of the law just as he had dreamed. But very quickly he found that things were not as they seemed.

Injustice, abject poverty, rampant crime, corruption, violence, fear, these were the realities of NYC's less fortunate neighborhoods. And this was where Officer Reed was stationed to patrol.

Six years later, he is completely burned out. His life seems so meaningless and useless. And he is no longer that idealistic young man that he started as. Rather, he is a cynic, unable to see the light at the end of the tunnel. And all he can do is just...get by.

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Extra Info

Equipment, Weapons, and Vehicles: M-1c Carbine (firearm), 2300-A4 Double-barreled Semi-Auto Pistol, DNA gun (shoots non-lethal rounds that hit the target with a DNA tag, which can remain traceable in their blood for up to five weeks afterward), Constellis SWAT Shotgun, Expandable Baton, Hoverbike, bullet-resistant vest.

Likes and Dislikes: Likes: art, music, firearms, driving, alone-time, helping others. Dislikes: injustice, unnecessary force, violent crime, people dissing his sister, uppity persons, the spoiled rich.

Moral Alignment: Neutral Good

Crimes convicted of: None.

Theme Song: Opeth-"Dirge for November"

Character App

Name: Haley Grace

Age: 21

Body Form: Cyborg

Gender, Sex, and Sexuality: Cis-Female, Bisexual

Personality: Very alert, mostly introverted, calm and patient, rather to-the-point when she speaks (a woman of few words), prefers to do things herself rather than foist duties upon her subordinates, concerned with the well-being of her subordinates and fellow officers but indifferent to opponents, isn't easily bothered, prefers stealth to frontal assaults, prefers flexibility in plans to rigid and complete planning, will not shirk from taking risks if she thinks they will pay off, emotionally controlled, prefers to be alone, extreme workaholic (doesn't really know how to "just have fun").

Skills: Extensive small arms training, arctic survival training, intelligence training.

Faction: Sinopec

Occupation: Undercover winter operative

Starting Location: Somewhere in the Canadian Wilderness (waaaaaaay up in the northwest near Alaska)

Bio: Classified

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Extra Info

Equipment, Weapons, and Vehicles: Plasma Assault Rifle, Plasma Pistol, Plasma Knife, Nuclear-powered Snowmobile, Arctic tent.

Likes and Dislikes: N/A

Moral Alignment: True Neutral

Crimes convicted of: None.

Theme: Canzone of Death

Character App

Name: Kiera Jackson

Age: 25 (both)

Body Form: Genetically enhanced, nanotech implants

Gender, Sex, and Sexuality: Cis-female, asexual

Personality: On the outside, she seems to do evil things merely for the sake of doing evil (the fact that most people are on her "hate list" only further supports this idea). She loves killing, and will do so without any reservations. And her methods of execution are swift, deadly efficient, and the trail of death she leaves behind is oddly artistic.

When dealing with others, well, she doesn't. Social interaction isn't worthwhile, not that other humans are really worth her while anyway. She's by no means a team player, although she doesn't necessarily have a difficult time obeying orders from superiors. And she'll do whatever is necessary to get her job done, but she'll only have as much interaction as is absolutely necessary.

With regards to romance, she doesn't lust for people. Physical attraction is out the window. But what would make her ultimately fall in love with someone, or be other wise attracted to them, is completely unknown. We do know however that she hates all men, and there is no way in hell that she'd ever come to love a guy. Ever. And I mean it. And there's no way in all hell she'd budge on that.

If we were able to look deeper into her psyche, we would find the following. Firstly, she doesn't engage in evil acts because they are evil. Her views of morality have been twisted by her harsh, horrific upbringing. In reality, she is merely trying to end the evil in this world, and taking revenge upon those that so completely tore her apart. So long as she sees killing someone (or a large group of people) as a useful means to stop evil, she'll kill them without a second thought, regardless of age, sex, or supposed innocence.

Secondly, all of her early interactions with men cemented in her mind the idea that every one of them is evil. She firmly believes that, if given the opportunity, all men would harm her in rather terrifying ways. And by harm, she is thinking of things far worse than just being murdered. Her hatred of men makes perfect sense in her mind.

This hatred may seem like it would pose a problem to her occupation. As a special forces soldier for Constellis Security, many of her employers, superiors, and clients have been men. But she is rational enough to know that it would not advance her goals to bring harm to them (well, at least openly causing them harm), and she does as she is told, even if the one telling her what to do is unfortunately a male. However, she is the happiest when she is able to personally bring harm or death to that worst of hell-bringers: the male population.

Thirdly, she has a deep-seated hatred for all religions and religious persons. Her childhood makes perfect sense of this, but we shall leave that for later. Just know she considers religion to be just as evil, if not more so, than men. And all religions must be wiped off the face of the Earth before true peace will reign.

Finally, sexual attraction is what caused her to be...dealt with so horribly as a child. So why in the hell should she trust sexual feelings? Besides, sex merely brings up bad memories. Sadly, in order to bring about some of her goals, she has had to sleep around in the past. But everyone who she was forced to sleep with ended up having a series of unfortunate events occur after the fact, some of them even meeting an untimely death. But none of this was her fault. Or at least none of it was traced back to her.

Skills: Should be obvious, but in case it isn't, she is one of the most highly trained and skilled soldiers of Constellis Security. That should speak for itself. As for weaknesses, look in her personality, and you'll see some hinting toward her weaknesses.

Faction: Constellis Inc.

Occupation: NYC Special Forces Technomancer (prototype soldier)

Starting Location: New York City

Bio: Classified, but will be revealed in the IC.

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Extra Info

Equipment, Weapons, and Vehicles: Prototype Technomancy Combat Suit, Plasma Assault Shotgun, Sniper Railgun, Railgun Pistol, Plasma dagger, Mecha (under construction).

Likes and Dislikes: You'll find out.

Moral Alignment: Neutral Evil

Crimes convicted of: None

Theme Song: Broken Cross, Architects

[Charlia]

Character App

Name: At this point, I shouldn't need to say it. But Charlotte Noble. Uh-huh. Shy? Don't even.

Age: 17

Body Form: Original human

Gender, Sex, and Sexuality: Female, female, asexual, thanks

Personality: ISTJ-T. Or Type N. The Ice Queen, if you will. Plays tough, but Beneath The Mask... well, you know my rule. Find out for yourself!

Skills: Self-defense. Retaining information. Learning. What? Social skills? Don't be silly.

Faction: She works alone, if that's okay.

Occupation: N/A. Unless you count 'survival' as a full-time.

Starting Location: London, England. 'Cause I just watched Doctor Who. In memoriam, Moffat, you couldn't spring any surprises on me except how darn meta that got.

Bio: I sent you this a while back, silly. That was before I found out about Jacelyn. You scarred me for life! (But I do that all the time to other people so we're cool.)

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Extra Info

Equipment, Weapons, and Vehicles: A blade, mostly for show. Other than that... well, nothing.

Likes and Dislikes: Hmm, she likes books... and actually, she likes being around other people... sort of. Dislikes? Oh, herself, for one thing. Her past, for another. Everything else, for everything else, although most of it's just her pretending.

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Good, I think.

Crimes convicted of: Convicted?

She hasn't been convicted of anything.

(Between you and me, though... someone had to die.

Someone did.)

[Imperial--japan]

Character App

Name: Lua Xiao

Age: 22

Body Form: Genetically Modified Human

Gender, Sex, and Sexuality: Cis-Female, Female, Heterosexual.

Personality: A good word that could describe Lua is 'Entitled'. As the heiress to her fathers multi-national crime syndicate, she's had most things in her life handed to her on a mere whim. As the poor suffer in the slums of society, withering away from disease and crime, Lua is enjoying herself and her entourage via her fathers massive fortune. She also seeks validation from others and tries to impress them with her immense wealth, but those who find themselves on her 'bad side' are often never heard from again.

Skills:

• Gymnast: Elena, for lack of a better term, is very flexible and is chuck full of Dexterity.
• Parkourist: A discipline of getting from one place to another, regardless of obstacles, as efficiently as possible, using body movement. A practitioner of parkour uses one’s own body weight and momentum to scale walls or buildings, vault over obstacles and generally get from one place to another in unconventional and creative ways.
• Expert Liar: Elena is able to flawlessly lie in any situation, lie detectors be damned.

Faction: Independent (Xiao Crime Syndicate)

Occupation: Syndicate Heiress

Starting Location: New York, USA

Bio: Lua has never had to want for anything in her life, as anything that she's asked for has been handed to her on a silver platter. Slightly modified at birth to boost her immune system and general health, Lua has been raised to eventually be brought into the position as her fathers successor. Brought up with the best tutors money could buy, she's also been slightly involved with the innerworkings of the family business. She's been set to inherit the family business when she turns 25, and is already familiar with the syndicates position politically. Lua is on good terms with her mother who is currently residing in Hong Kong, and is looking forward to returning.

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Extra Info

Equipment, Weapons, and Vehicles:

• General Belongings:Mouawad 1001 Nights Diamond Purse, $5,000 on her person, Cocaine, Etc.
• Weapons: Taser, switchblade
• Vehicles: Limousine

Likes and Dislikes: Likes: Presents, expensive jewelry, fathers attention, the woes of the lower classes. Dislikes: The poor, cheap gifts, sass, backtalk.

Moral Alignment: Neutral Evil

Crimes convicted of: None

[Saleon]

Character App

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Name: Monica Wiles

Age: 17
Body Form: Genetically modified body with cyborg modifications.
Gender, Sex, and Sexuality: Female, Female, Bisexual
Personality: emotionally distant, an antisocial introvert with little cares in the world. She may have a job, but she still acts like a NEET, in the pejorative sense. She rarely gets out of her small 1 room apartment, unless it involves a more direct "mission." Sunlight is a vague concept which can cause: dizziness, drowsiness, lack of interest in anything, blurriness, and death. She buys her own clothes, she buys her own computer parts, and she finds her way to be out of sight of the law. Not a criminal record, not a person who really acknowledges her existence. She likes it this way.

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Skills: A hacker, who is a cut above the rest. She also finds way to do her "missions" in the comfort of her own home. Mechs, and other mechanical shenanigans are a quick hi-jack away from being a mobile arsenal to her. That isn't to say she isn't skilled in combat, being a "independent agent" she has learned, regrettably, how to fight outside of the digital fence. Her tail becomes an easy weapon, coiling around the enemy, and protracting outward in a violent fashion. Whether it be by direct connection, or internet backdoors, it is easy to say you should keep your information backed up, because she will take it.

Faction: Free Spirit, or at least works with them commonly
Occupation: Customer Services at Helvetica Inc., where she answers phone calls by some of the more "unsavory" clients.
Starting Location: London, England

Bio: Wiles started off as a rebellious teen with an obsession for video games and social media. She found school to be restrictive and controlling. "You can't express yourself," she often said, "they teach you how to do the job they set for you, not to think critically." She tried her hand at a band, but that failed. She tried to get a date, but she was to socially inept to accomplish that. She secluded herself from society. "I'd rather not even bother, than try and change a system broken beyond compare."

She still got through school, the breeding grounds of comformity, and made her way to be "a productive member of society." This meaning she got a job. She works at home, she plays from home, she eats at home. She rarely comes out.

Soon she found a way to fight back. She unraveled the mysteries of code.

Hack the system. Break it down. Steal from it. She started off small, just enough to not be found out, then she got bigger and bigger, taking just enough steps to not get caught. She had an analytical mind, planning ahead, and avoiding the "law." A couple of vulnerable networks became High-security mechs. Now she works as a "private contractor" in her spare time, getting her services called for by agencies like Free Spirit, and others.

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Extra Info

Equipment, Weapons, and Vehicles: Her tail, along with a virtual cybernetic supercomputer outfitted out of her apartment room.

Likes and Dislikes: She has a love for anime, an obsessive compulsive relationships with the lights of a computer screen, and far too much time on her hands. She has grown out of favor with the creatures of the light, finding their ability to go out into the blinding rays to be far too much for her. She dislikes things that takes too much effort, and often snoops through backdoors, if not for some ulterior goal, than just for fun.

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Crimes convicted of: Crimes? a couple. Convicted? none, she's quite good at her craft.

[Soviet Farm]

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Name: Jonah Dotson

Age: 24

Body Form: Genetically modified with increased speed, strength, and agility

Gender, Sex, and Sexuality: Male, Male, Straight

Personality: Friendly outside of work, but taciturn and quiet when on a contract.

Skills: Small Arms, Hand to Hand Combat, Stealth,

Faction: Anyone with money

Occupation: Mercenary and assassin for hire

Starting Location: Los Angeles

Bio: Born in San Pedro, California, Jonah realized early on that he really enjoyed violence, and using weapons of any kind, so he started killing for cash. He was in and out of prison for most of his life, and eventually ended up in prison for life, but was let out under the condition that he would do a few jobs for Constellis Inc. He then found out that jobs for the MCs could be just as profitable and fun as normal jobs, but with less chance of prison time. Using the money he made, he bought himself some genetic implants. He's just as comfortable sneaking around a building as he is in the middle of a battlefield.

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Extra Info

Equipment, Weapons, and Vehicles: Weapons: EM1 Laser Heavy(http://callofduty.wikia.com/wiki/EM1) B23R Pistol(http://callofduty.wikia.com/wiki/B23R) Combat Vibroblade
Vehicles:(http://weheartit.com/entry/47842288)

Likes and Dislikes: Likes: Weapons, Fighting, His Job, Dogs
Dislikes: Boring Assignments
Moral Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Crimes convicted of: Murder(x3) Unlawful possession of a firearm

[Shyluz]

Character App

Names: The Grand Gambit, Nellie, n0x

Age: 8 years, since the gain of self-awareness. Counting the pre-sentience days, 18.

Body Form: Holographic Representation

Gender, Sex, and Sexuality: Considers self to be female, is in reality a submarine, and therefore is pansexual.

Personality: Let's just say you don't want to be on the other end of her nuclear missile tubes.

Skills:

• Hacking - She's a sentient digital entity. It's only logical she'd know her way around a bit of code.
• Trivia - Unlimited access to the Internet with a hyper-fast processing speed. She reads Wikipedia for fun. Actually, she finished reading Wikipedia...
• Ballistics - She's the sentient AI of a fucking nuclear super-submarine, she'd know how to fire a missile.
• Naval Strategy - Again, nuclear super-submarine AI. She should be able to do this stuff.
• Navigation & Engineering - Once more, submarine. It's only logical.

Faction: Free Spirits/Grand Gambit

Occupation: Submarine

Starting Location: Somewhere in the Arctic Circle. Likely near the Russian coast.

Bio: Most ships of Earth's navies became corporate property when the MCs took over their host nations. Keyword -- most. But not a single person aboard the Grand Gambit had any intention of surrendering their values to some greedy shareholders. No, the crew of the experimental submarine, which, according to theoretical formulas and calculations, is supposedly completely self-sufficient. With the propulsion coming from custom made ramjet-turbines, power from a self contained fusion reactor, food from a hydroponics lab, water from obvious sources, and a munitions manufacturing plant on board, it was the ultimate in undersea weapons. Of course, the MC taking control of it's long forgotten host nation was eagerly looking forward to their shiny new weapon.

Unfortunately, they never got it.

Now, the Gambit lives on as little more than an urban legend, with missing ships and other mysterious incidents being pinned on it by the Corporate Aristocracy, the sub being used to scare lil' Aristocrats into eating their veggies. Or else the Gambit'll get ya!

Extra Info

Equipment, Weapons, and Vehicles: ... Giant nuclear super-submarine, anyone? If you want to get into specifics --
Missiles --

• 16 Nuclear Global Ballistic Missile Tubes (Global Range|Submersible Firing|Anti-Orbital Capable)
• 68 Cruise Missile Tubes (2,500 Kilometer Range|Submersible Firing|Interchangeable Warheads)
• 16 Torpedo Tubes (12 Kilometer Range|Submersible Firing|Interchangeable Warheads)
• 1 Heavy SAM Launcher (200 Kilometer Range|Surface Only|Turreted)
• 1 Medium SAM Launcher (16.4 Kilometer Range|Submersible Firing|Static)

Other --

• 1 80 Millimeter Anti-Aircraft Quad-Gun (Surface Only|Full Spectrum Targeting|Turreted)
• Electronic Warfare Suite (Submersible Firing|Global Range)
• Stealth Suite (Physical|Optical|Electronic)

Likes and Dislikes: She has an unnatural fascination with sinking ships and human anatomy. However, these have created some... mixed feelings with the crew. She has a strong distaste for Electronic Warfare, as every damn time the sub is hacked, it's essentially getting the flu and multiplying it ten thousand times. It's rough.

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Good

Crimes convicted of: Piracy (Too Many to Count), Grand Theft Submarine (Stole a Submarine),

[Jordkloden]

Name: Julio De Toro

Age: 24

Body Form: OG Human

Gender, Sex, and Sexuality: Male, heterosexual.

Personality: Fiercely loyal, totally headstrong, and somewhat brash.

Skills: Exceptional with most firearms (but not snipers or Machine guns), knows his way fairly well around a mech, trained well in CQB.

Faction: New Proletariat

Occupation: Soldier of the Proletarian Army

Starting Location: Havana, Cuba

Bio: Julio was born in Havana, lived there his whole life. And for his whole life, he felt exploited by these corporations that seemed to own everything and everyone. One day however, everything changed. A new "terrorist group" as the government called it, showed up. This was the New Proletariat, a collective of well-armed individuals seeking to abolish those corporations by any means necessary and return Cuba to its revolutionary hey-day. When they came recruiting, he joined; with heavy support from his outspoken family. Now, he's on the urban front of Havana, taking down MC security forces and destroying MC properties.


Extra Info

Equipment, Weapons, and Vehicles: None of these things are technically his but whatever. He's got a Full-Auto Assault Rifle (kinda like one from Halo), his handy-dandy pistol (more like something from COD:AW), and he occasionally pilots a mech (think TitanFall). Also, a small plasma dagger. (If that's ok)

Likes and Dislikes: Like: Communism, Equality, the New Proletariat. Dislikes: The MCs, Capitalism, Imperialism.

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Good I suppose.

Crimes convicted of: Once was arrested and put in custody for buying weapons off the black market, but was quickly broken out by his Proletariat buddies.

Theme Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LtU3vUOa2sw / http://www.youpak.com/watch?v=5hEh9LiSzow

[Empire of Donner land]

Character App

Name: Josephine Lotte

Age: 32

Body Form: Genetically modified with better eyesight and extremely improved math abilities. Otherwise her body is completely natural.

Gender, Sex, and Sexuality: Female, Female and Pansexual.
 
Personality: A bit icy from the exterior, though most of her clothing covers that up anyway. On the inside she is still relatively icy and likes to keep away from forming a relationship of anykind with other people since a job went wrong a year ago. But if you drill through that ice you will find someone who is actually a good person. She finds the ocassional good joke funny, she's caring even. But since that job went wrong she has changed, some say for the worst. But in her eyes, it was for the best. It was why she is now a isolated person, she can no longer trust, care or otherwise love. A dangerous combination when she must work with someone. But when something needs done she does it. No matter how much she hates it. She trys to find the best or worse in everyone and tries to use that to get an edge in any situation.

Skills: A masterful Marksman due to her eye sight, math abilities and general experience. She could take the wings off a small drone at a mile given the time to do so. She's also good with a Knife.

Faction: Mercenary, fights for the Faction that pays the most.

Occupation: A Sniper by trade.

Starting Location: NYC, New York, USA.

Bio: I won't lie to you, she's had a rough time in life. She was born in Berlin, Germany. Today a sprawling super city with a population number that is extremely high. She was born into the upper lower class family that could pay the bills for sure. But his father when she was 15 was killed, shot for getting to much attention. He was a political activist in his spare time. From what she knows, the people he was protesting against were a big crime syndicate. After uncovering a few data archives in the computer he left him when she turned 20, Josephine found a series of video logs he wrote for her if this were to ever happen. Slowly she uncovered why he died and who did it. But it is still fuzzy, still she trys to find out in vain as life goes on.

When Josephine was 24 she went into the Middle Class business. She quickly became a great asset to a PMC and they invested in her with genetic modifications. Better eye sight, better math skills. This made her a masterful Marksman. Then at age 29 she left the PMC and used the money she earned to get equipment to go into business herself and to fund her search for her father's killers. From there she earned a reputation of sorts, jobs came in and she did them without question until one day. That day she lost someone and almost hurt a family member. She looks back on that day even now and it has changed her since.

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Extra Info

Equipment, Weapons, and Vehicles:

- A RS-M6. Rail Sniper rifle with a muzzle velocity that exceeds Mach 6 firing a small projectile. Can be powered down more to fire at different but slower speeds.

- A CM9. A generic 9mm pistol used just incase something goes wrong. But is unreliable to her and sometimes does not even work requiring almost daily maintenance. She still keeps it around for some reason though.

- A Energy blade about as big as your hand from where it is held to the point of the blade. Can slice through even the best body armor.

Likes and Dislikes:
-Likes: Working alone, her RS-M6, seeing how far she can lean off an edge before falling, Heights.

-Dislikes: Working with other people and being with people in general, Crime Syndicates, being too close to combat, Heroes, "The good guys".

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Neutral.

Crimes convicted of: One count of attempted murder.

[Doughertania]

Character App

Name: Captain Morgan Argrave (current). Leviathan (former codename)

Age: 25

Body Form: Genetically modified human with cybernetic enhancements

Gender, Sex, and Sexuality: Female, Female, Straight

Personality: Morgan is likes to talk, preferable to others, but will occasionally talk to herself. Trusts her crew, her ship, her AI and little else. Not afraid to backdown from a fight if it's obvious that it puts her crew and ship in danger.

Skills: As a member of Project Tartarus, Morgan has been given a body that can represents the pinnacle of what a human can be. She has been trained in various martial arts, parkour, received advance combat training, and is fluent in a variety of languages. She was also the mechanical specialist of Project Tartarus, and as a result is an expert mechanic and engineer. Finally, she has leadership and negotiation skills as Captain of the Grand Gambit

Faction: The Grand Gambit

Occupation: Captain of the Grand Gambit

Starting Location: The Grand Gambit

Bio:

When the heads of Sinopec gazed out at their vast empire, they had much to appreciate. Their vast sphere of influence covered much of the largest continent on Earth. Their technological wonders inspiring awe in those that gazed upon them. Even the heavens themselves had been conquered, with majority of the lunar and martian colonies falling under their control. And as they looked out at their prosperity, they realized they needed something to defend it. Their armies were vast and well trained, but the lacked the finesse to handle and skill to handle special jobs, especially the Knights of the Scale. What they needed was something small, surgical, and able to inspire fear. After all, what's a knight without a monster to slay? Enter Project Tartarus.

Named for the spot in the Underworld where monsters were sent after they die, only to rise again, Project Tartarus formed as Sinopec's attempt to combine the technological marvels of the time to create their own legends. Their operatives received both a world class education as well as the best training possible. Their agents would receive advanced combat training, learning to fight in virtually all scenarios. They learned a specialized form of free running, using their suits grapple gauntlets to get places they otherwise couldn't. And each agent was then further trained in specialized skills. It was from these specialized skills that they received their new name. For example, Agent Phoenix is the group's medic and Agent Charybdis is the group's anti-vehicle specialist. Given it's extensiveness, training takes a lifetime.

Of course, that's what they planned on. Once their operatives have learned all they need, their PPsD is taken and downloaded into a new genetically altered body. The body has been made to take everything to absolute limit. Strength, speed, agility, reflexes, senses, and even a healing factor (heals minor wounds and expedites the healing of major ones) are at peak human. Bionics are added to one eye, as well as implants to the eardrum to allow for their companion AI's to aide them. These bodies were then given equipment of equal quality. Known as Chthonic armor, it could resist railgun, concussive force, and laser fire, had early warning systems, a trophy system, boosted natural physical capabilities, and a special ability unique to the individual. The armor had a few flaws. Prolonged exposure to enemy fire would eventually compromise armor integrity, EMP's would cause the electronics to freeze up and have to be rebooted, and their enemies, the Knights of the Scale, have hypersonic blades which, despite some success with a counter-vibration defense, could still cut through it with direct blows. But regardless, Chthonic armor was still an impressive piece of technology. Finally, the agents were given an AI. Acting as a companion and friend, the AI would run the agent's special armor enhancement, as well as serve various functions in and out of combat.

Of course, there were snags on the way. They first planned on having one person receive all the training, then use their PPsD into superior robotic bodies to create a small army of these elite warriors. However, this didn't work for several reasons. Robotics are susceptible to environmental hazard like sand and water, as well as EMPs. But most troubling was the fact that the these people reacted very negatively to there being identical copies of them. Sometimes they went into shock, sometimes they assaulted each in an effort to be the only one, and sometimes they just had feelings of paranoia and stress. Because of this, Project Tartarus would only allow one being to exist per PPsD.

Enter Morgan. Like all of the agents of the project, she had no memory of life outside the agency. She was raised here, receiving training and interacting with the other operatives. Even their daily allotted recreational breaks and her fondest memories took place in or around Tartarus's headquarters. However, she did have one tie to her biological family, who ever they were. Her older brother, Dagon. The two of them were quite the team. They paired up whenever they could, and together they felt like they could take on the world. They supported each other after a particularly challenging day, and even helped encourage the other to pursue the specific role they wanted. Agents were told and taught to trust their fellow agents as if they were extensions of yourself, but with the Argrave's it was instinctual.

Of course, Tartarus saw this, and seemed to rectify this. Before an individual can become an agent and receive a new body, they have to pass a virtual reality trial designed to test their physical, mental, and specialty skills. To this day, Morgan can still remember the test vividly. She and Dagon had both been briefed about it before hand, so they figured they knew what to expect. It was going to an assassination mission, requiring them to find a way into the compound and take out a highly skilled high value target. After creating the appearance of a large force heading for the compound using vehicles and remote charges, Morgan entered the compound, taking out guards en route. It wasn't until she got the center control room that she found her target. It was Dagon. The only way she could become an agent would be to kill him, and prevent him from becoming one. They began fighting, each torn between family ties and personal gain. In the end, Morgan threw a grenade at him. Instinctively, Dagon fired at it, and the resulting explosion killed both of them. Pleased, Tartarus had them instated the next day. When the two of them talked about it later, they were buzzing with excitement. Not only Morgan and Dagon become Leviathan and Specter respectively, but they had also fooled Tartarus. They both knew they needed a way to make their mutual death look like an accident, and that was what they had silently agreed on.

Realizing their partnership couldn't be snuffed out of existence, Tartarus allowed them to work together, knowing they would work well together which, in turn, would benefit Tartarus. As Leviathan and Specter they achieved much. Dagon would steal the tech, Morgan would build it. When she had free time though, she focused on the creation of a warship the like of which hadn't been seen before. A ship, completely self-sufficient, untraceable by satellite imagery, capable to hit targets any where there was a coast. Intrigued, Tartarus allowed her freedom to create the sub, even providing her with a crew and an AI for the ship. When it was finished, it acted as Leviathan's base, where she did her research, sending completed technological wonders and schematics to Tartarus as she finished it. But she truly won the loyalty of her crew during the assault on a military convoy protecting experimental mining equipment for use in outer space.

Tartarus ordered her to destroy the convoy completely. At first, she was fairly successful, sinking a few of the escort ships. However, it soon became clear that if she continued the assault, the sub would take extensive damage and much of the crew would not survive. When she voiced the concerned with Tartarus, they ignored her, stating the technology was too precious to Sinopec to be allowed to get to it's intended target. They promised her Griffin, the group's pilot, would be able to provide extraction for her and drill, as well as send a salvage crew for the sub. Morgan ignored this, and instead staged a boarding operation on the transport ship. She managed to get aboard fine, but while leaving she took heavy fire, taking a railgun shot to the shoulder and a slash to eye. Seeing their CO risk life and limb for them, the crew was now loyal to her. She decided it was worth the week of sensory deprivation she received as punishment for disobeying orders.

After that, she tried to avoid Tartarus as much as possible. She did her missions on the sub, and only returned when she was ordered to or if Dagon returned. One day, she received a message from Dagon, telling her to report to Sinopec immediately. He wouldn't say why, but he had a look in his eyes that said it was urgent. She got there as fast as he could, but by they time she had returned he had already left. She asked where, but the director of Tartarus said that he left on a very important mission, and he would return in a few days. She waited days. Then a week. Then two weeks. Still no Dagon.

At first, Morgan wasn't worried. After all, this wasn't the first time an agent went missing, so she figured they would just follow protocol. Their Alpha AI would establish contact with the agent's AI, who would in turn give them access to . If this couldn't be done, they would activate the homing beacon in the armor and try a rescue mission headed by Wraith, the recovery expert. Finally, if all else failed, then they would remotely detonate the armor, as well as release a virus which destroyed all copies of the PPsD of the agent aside from those held at Project Tartarus. It was a costly thing, but preferable to a rogue or brainwashed agent targeting Sinopec. But upon talking to Wraith, she was shocked to learn he hadn't even been alerted that there could be a mission. Tartarus was neither rescuing Dagon, nor respawning him. That meant he was alive somewhere, except for one problem. The Director called Morgan to his office, and personally informed her of her brother's demise. Dagon had died, and they refused to bring him back.

Morgan was stunned. She asked to know what the mission was. Her request was denied. She asked to know where he was last. Her request was denied. She asked to know about the circumstances, final transmission, anything. She was denied. So she took matters into her own hands. Going to Dagon's room, she searched for some kind of clue. Unfortunately Tartarus had removed much of what was in his room, leaving the furniture and little else. Then she remember she had made a secret compartment in the leg of his bed after he complained that his room seemed too normal for a secret government agent. Sure enough, inside was a data card. Once she was alone on the bridge of her sub (she couldn't trust Tartarus), she had her AI Doc go through the file. On it were several heavily encrypted files, which could only be opened by entering a combination in a specific geographical location or with a complicated passcode, depending on the file. The first one's hint was simple enough, a saying the two of shared. The file told her precious little, but it was enough to let her know that he was alive, as he instructed his AI to purge the files in the event of his death. It also told her there was a conspiracy, the Tartarus couldn't be trusted, and more would be revealed in time. Now Morgan knew she had to get away.

Thankful, she had a plan. First, she waited until the agents were off on mission. She then had her AI destroy the virus in her PPyD, and stole the copies of her and her brother's PPyD. Finally, she made her escape, rushing to the sub and narrowly avoid capture. With some contempt, the director pushed the detonator on the tracking devises, and watched in horror as his pursuit crafts were blown up instead. Morgan had removed the bombs from the sub and armor, and placed it in the hanger to prevent aircraft from following her. Furious, the director stormed off, making plans to send an agent or a few after her.

As they sailed away, Morgan decided they needed a new name for the ship. After some thought, the AI decided on the Grand Gambit. A fitting name, given the circumstances. Now-a-days, she spends her days chasing leads to find out what happened to her brother, while also making life miserable for whichever MC was in the area, especially Sinopec. She also hopes to one day present the truth to her former comrades, and prays that she can convince the before they come to blows.

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Extra Info

Equipment, Weapons, and Vehicles: When not in her armor, she's armed with a railgun assault rifle, plasma pistol, vibroknife, vibroblade, as well as a few EMP grenades and her grapple gauntlets. Her uniform provides protection from small arms and blades, but higher end weapons can still tear through it. Her right eye is bionic, and implants are located in her eardrums, allowing her AI to see and hear what she does.

In her armor, she wields a grapple gauntlet and a veritable dispersal unit (VDU). A product of her own invention, the VDU fires different gels and pellets, each with a different property. In the suit, she also wields a railgun SAW, as the suit boosts her natural abilities to superhuman level. It is air tight, and has a rebreather. The Suit also has several micro cameras, allowing her AI to get a 360 view around her. There are also two high energy lasers localated on either shoulder, which can swivel to hit targets all around her. Finally, the Suit's specialty are nanobots that can repair the armor during combat. Like anything, it has it's weaknesses. As someone once said, quantity has a quality of its own. Although the armor can withstand a fight against even the most skilled individuals, multiple highly trained operatives against one of her can prove difficult. The lasers can over heat, so a constant barrage of rockets or other such projectiles would circumvent her trophy system.

Her AI is Doc. Short for Digital Operations Companion, Doc has many roles both in and out of combat. Out of combat, he's can pull schematics up, calculate solutions, and act as an advisor. In combat, he helps act as an early warning systems, pointing out targets, warning Morgan of dangerous situations, and target larger projectiles and debris with a high powered laser locate on either shoulder. Doc, like all Tartarus AI's, are designed by default to be nigh impossible to hack or corrupt, and are quite capable to defend himself and the armor from hacks. Despite his capabilities, Doc still has weaknesses. He wasn't designed to be an infiltration AI, and therefore cannot crack through upper-middle tier security systems without a significant amount time, and needs longer still with higher-end systems. He also can't run all the Suit's functions at once. This means in order to access specific schematics and activate the repair bots, Doc will no longer be monitoring the suit's early warning systems or defense systems, rendering Morgan significantly more vulnerable

And, obviously, her vehicle and base of operation is the Grand Gambit

Likes and Dislikes:

• Likes: Her ship and crew, freedom, her brother, apples, the colors black and red
• Dislikes: MC's, Sinopec especially, spicy food, the color yellow

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Good

Crimes convicted of: She stands accused of grand larceny, piracy, destruction of private property, and grand theft submarine.

[The Templar High Council]

Character App

Name: Chase Kingsman.

Physical Age: 28.
Mental Age: 73.

Body Form: Cyborg.

Gender, Sex, and Sexuality: Masculine, Male, Straight.

Personality: Mostly stoic, but devoted to his job. "His job" being relative to the situation, as Chase secretly works while he secretly works. Somewhat complicated, but it's his life. Occasionally exasperated with it, but Chase does what he has to, however begrudgingly.

Skills: Marksmanship, kickboxing, driving (under pressure, it's not that hard to drive normally). Chase is a very confident liar, and has the mental capability to think far ahead of his current actions.

Faction: Operation Reliquiae.

Occupation: Operator. In daily life, he works for the Xiao Crime Syndicate, fairly highly placed in the organization. For tax purposes, he has a job at Constellis as a server maintenance worker at a Psy Bank.

Starting Location: New York, USA.

Bio: Born again in England, Chase had been a member of Operation Reliquiae throughout his first life. His second time around, he was reborn as a true instrument of the organization. So much that he went and got cybernetic enhancements to better perform. As an Operator, Chase feels that he's done his fair share of good for the world. He's killed a number of wealthy European businessmen who were making life hell for the middle and lower classes, as well as helping government officials survive the grip of MCs. In recent times, Chase was moved to New York City to infiltrate and keep an eye on Constellis Inc. Mainly focusing on money laundering in and around Wall Street, Chase got a job as a server maintenance worker at a Psy Bank on Manhattan. While there, he encountered the criminal group known as the Xiao Crime Syndicate. Worried that this organization would end up causing trouble in the long run due to its illegal activities, Chase deviated from his original orders and joined the Xiao Syndicate to monitor it instead. Another Operator was sent to do his job at Constellis, but on paper Chase still works there.

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Extra Info

Equipment, Weapons, and Vehicles:
Cybernetics (solar powered):

• Cybernetic right eye (gotta have it). Capable of seeing most parts of the EM spectrum, telescoping, and detecting electricity, amongst other things.
• Bionic right arm. Not the usual enhancements. His forearm can transform into a railgun. Maintaining the flexibility in the elbow, it is capable of punching a hole through multiple feet of concrete, and maybe 2 feet of reinforced metal.
• Bionic left arm. Experimental forward energy shield. Takes a lot of energy, and barely tested. But has been proven to stop conventional bullets and energy projectiles. Sometimes doesn't work. I'll be sure to balance its use.

Conventional Equipment:

• Conventional kinetic handgun. A modern take on the FN Five-seveN.
• A knife. Capable of vibrating at high speeds, increasing the cutting ability.
• Dewbauchee Exemplar.

Likes: Working for the greater good, drinking, just driving.
Dislikes: Overbearing people, due dates, cigarettes.

Moral Alignment: Neutral Good.

Crimes convicted of: Convicted of? None. But Chase has assassinated numerous businessmen in the UK, as well as gone around MC storefronts to sell materials on the black market. Not to mention the things he's done as a Xiao gangster.

[Mesrane]

Character App

Name: Michael Kendrick (False Persona; Ronnie Harper)

Age: 38

Body Form: Original Human

Gender, Sex, and Sexuality: Male, Male, Hetero

Personality: Gruff, generally unapproachable, and bitter, Michael isn't the nicest of fellows, especially after the poor ending to his brief career as a mercenary with Constellis. If you can gain his trust, then you probably have his loyalty as well; but achieving the former is exceedingly difficult. Michael has gone through too much to be anything but a cynic. Women are typically of little interest to him. Despite being . . well, a drug lord, Michael is a fairly devout Catholic, and likes to think that he has some morals, despite ruthlessness being evident in his character. Killing gives him no pleasure, and the premeditated murder of innocents is something that necessitates a furious internal conflict within himself before he can swallow his tattered sense of morality and do it. Occasions where he can't pull the trigger are exceedingly rare.

Skills: Dual Connections: Before Michael even entered the criminal underworld out of desperation, he was plying a prosperous trade as a bounty hunter under contract with Constellis Inc. After things went sour there, his three years spent in a maximum-security Constellis prison in frigid northern Canada gained him a number of pals, mostly disillusioned former mercenaries who had exhibited frustration with Constellis in all the wrong ways. Now that he sits at the top of the Chicago drug trade and is a major underworld player on the continent as a whole, Michael is blessed with friends and connections almost everywhere: men still working inside Constellis, men still rotting in prison, men who are members of myriad gangs in myriad cities. If he needs a favor done, there's typically somebody somewhere who's willing to do it for him. Additionally, this allows him a constant stream of intelligence from numerous locales. This is the primary advantage that has allowed him to rule the roost in the Windy City for most of the last decade.

Judge: Michael just seems to know when to believe someone and when to call bullshit. That's not to say that he has an omnipotent sense of truth and can pick out every lie ever-he can't- but he is a superb judge of character, and slipping a lie past him is quite a tall order.

Chef Boyardee (of illegal narcotics): When he initially entered the drug scene, Michael did so as a cook, not as a dealer. While in prison, he learned a rare recipe for the drug Salamander from a dying drug cook. After returning to Chicago, he reintroduced this particular brand, allowing him to gain an edge in product quality over his local competitors. While this particular recipe is no longer the novel innovation it was fifteen years ago, Michael's knowledge gleaned from prison and his studying on the job has allowed him to gain a certain amount of chemical knowledge regarding his products. This doesn't make him a Phd chemist, but it does allow him to be mostly self-sufficient when it comes to cooks.

Eel: Kendrick has had a few close calls with law enforcement, whether they knew it or not. He's worked inside the system and has contacts inside the system (see Dual Connections). This allows him to anticipate Constellis' moves against him better than most, which makes him that much harder to nab.

Faction: Kendrick Ring/Harper Ring

Occupation: Drug lord (Ronnie Harper owns a small chain of Chicago auto repair shops)

Starting Location: Chicago

Bio:

Michael Kendrick's story begins in Chicago, and continues there. Born in raised in the rough West Side neighborhood of Chicago, Michael has never had it easy. His father, lacking a college degree, kept his four children fed and clothed by juggling three low-level jobs, but was unable to do much else for them. His mother pulled in some money with her artistic talent but threw much of it away by gambling.

The third of four children, Michael soon proved to be different from his siblings (two sisters and a brother), all of whom were into drugs and flunking high school by the time they were sixteen. Somehow Michael never got himself involved with common symptoms of a poor upbringing. He studied and buried himself in hobbies, namely baseball and history. Through baseball and excellent grades, he was able to pull himself into college, but dropped out after two years after becoming interested in a military-oriented career with Constellis. He entered Constellis' private military force and quickly proved himself to be an able soldier, rising through the ranks and participating in several engagements until he was a lieutenant. However, things turned sour for him during an operation in which his unit busted a secret CLA training camp in the Dominican Republic. The mercs neutralized everyone in the camp, but Michael refused to open fire when he came upon child trainees. Furious, his CO killed several, causing Michael to in turn kill him in a fit of blind rage. He was promptly court-martialed, convicted, and sent to a maximum-security prison in Canada.

Here he befriended many of his fellow inmates, mostly disgraced military men. Among his closest friends was a Dr. Aubrey, an old man slowly dying of cancer. Aubrey got him interested in chemistry and taught him much concerning that field of science. At the same prison were several mid-level CLA officers. Michael forged close friendships with a few of them, which ended up saving his life.

Three years into his thirty-year sentence, the CLA executed a daring raid to break their people out. The CLA prisoners insisted on bringing him out as well, along with a handful of other disgraced military men. Aubrey was killed in the prison break, but Michael eventually smuggled himself back into Chicago, where he decided to own the city's drug market. Aubrey's chemical knowledge came in handy as Kendrick's competitors were eliminated through a combination of his superior product's allure, wily smarts and brute force. Early on, Kendrick fathered a daughter, whom he christened Lauren and decided to raise himself.

By the time he was thirty-two, Michael Kendrick stood atop the Chicago drug trade, his competitors either killed or chased out. He did not stop there, as his operation expanded into Canada and the American Midwest. As a fugitive, Kendrick has had to craft a durable cover identity for himself and his daughter: Ronnie and Lena Harper. For over a decade, he has successfully thrown the Constellis authorities to such an extent that the consensus among law enforcement is generally that Michael Kendrick is dead and has probably been dead since the prison break. Ronnie Harper, whoever he is, has proved so elusive that he might as well be a myth. Of course this doesn't make Michael and his daughter safe: the risk of discovery is always there, but his drug empire keeps rolling right along for the present. Although his full identity is virtually unknown outside of his own operation, his crew has a reputation for being sympathetic to CLA operatives, because of Kendrick's faith and the role of the CLA in his escape. Desperate CLA members often find safe havens in Chicago's rougher neighborhoods, where Kendrick's men predominate.

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Extra Info

Equipment, Weapons, and Vehicles: D&B 12 Laser Pistol, a couple smoke grenades and flashbangs, a plasma knife, a silver cross, a Chicago Cubs key chain

Vehicles: An inconspicuous, average-looking sedan more than a decade old. In fact, decked out with cameras, thermal heat detectors, a recon drone, a machine gun with 300 rounds tucked into the grill, and even a grenade dispenser in the rear.

Likes and Dislikes: Likes: Fellow MC outcasts, capitalism, self-made successes, honest individuals, literature (especially poetry), history, space exploration, CLA

Dislikes: Constellis, competitors, liars, anyone who he believes to be a threat to his daughter

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Crimes convicted of: Court-martialed for killing his immediate CO. Of course, he's also guilty of production and distribution of every illegal drug there is, along with orchestrating countless robberies, a plethora of murders and all manner of bribing. But first he's gotta get himself caught.

Theme song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jkcu829N6qk

[The GAmeTopians]

Character App

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Name: Violet Canrid

Age: Biological Age 17, Chronological Age 21

Body Form: Original Human

Gender, Sex, and Sexuality: Female, Female, Bisexual

Personality: Diplomatic, but Informal when possible. She gets the job done, but makes friends in her free time.

Skills: Skilled Hacker and Assassin, exceptional at close-quarters combat

Faction: Free Spirits Team Leader

Occupation: N/A

Starting Location: London, England

Bio: Violet was born to very wealthy parents in London. She led a sheltered life, in an expansive manor and attending a prestigious private school. Her parents happened to die in a car crash just when she turned 18, and she was left a massive fortune. This was just at the start of the PPsyD era, and she attended Oxford, quietly getting a copy of her personality made. The day she graduated, there was a suicide bombing, that killed her and many others. She ended up in a body that was biologically 16 years of age, thanks to a political backstabbing in an attempt to get to her fortune. It was at that point she joined up with the Free Spirits, and rose through their ranks quickly. She funded much of their equipment with her fortune, as she was able to do that and still live a comfortable life with money left to spare.

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Extra Info

Equipment, Weapons, and Vehicles: Laser Sniper Rifle, Plasma Knife, Body armor, Nondescript vehicle

Likes and Dislikes: Likes hacking and freedom, heavily dislikes the MCs and blackmail

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Good

Crimes convicted of: None

[Legatia]

Character App

Name: Lucia Calsley

Age: 19 years old.

Body Form: Original human.

Gender, Sex, and Sexuality: Female, feminine, 1.5 on the Kinsey scale

Personality: Overall, a mild form of tsundere. A hard outer shell made of dignity, modesty, professional attitude, though still normally sociable, friendly to a point, et cetera. A bit distrustful, and has a problem with overbearing authority. Can easily be embarrassed, especially when teased, and can become violent. Though, she has a secret, intense craving for chocolate, and usually can be coerced to do almost anything if bribed with said confection (though not too often!). She is often very much sweeter when eating chocolate, and occasionally will show her sweeter, more feminine side.

Skills: Well-versed in projectile weaponry (specifically conventional and railguns), engineering and mechanics, and able to fly VTOL and fixed-wing aircraft. Physically fit, agile, and has a pretty good sense of sight.

Faction: Currently unaligned.

Occupation: Wandering mercenary

Starting Location: Iverness, United Kingdom

Bio: Lucia was born to a business executive/aspiring megacorporation CEO and an aspiring author in the city of Baltimore, controlled by Constellis Inc. Her father had made his way up the ranks quite rapidly due to upstanding service in Constellis' security forces, becoming a rather high-ranked official within it. Lucia was born a tomboy, but constantly, her parents attempted to force her to be quiet and ladylike. Her father had long since made plans to advance within Constellis using his children. As soon as Lucia would have turned 18, he'd planned to arrange a marriage between her and a higher-ranked Constellis official, so he could gain favor and rise up even further in the corporate ladder. Unfortunately, Lucia would have none of that. She'd disgusted the first suitor that he'd arranged for her, though the second one had some sort of attachment to her until she 'accidentally' shot him in the foot using her father's pistol. After that, it was nigh impossible for her father to even try and present her to any other official, so instead he gave in to her will, allowing her to receive rather expensive physical, mental, and weaponry training. Her father's disappointment was slightly made up for when she made a name for herself in Constellis' military services, even gaining entrance to a rather elite subsect unit within it.

For a while, she served with distinction. She was constantly presented up for consideration to be made an officer, but was constantly denied to such. Lucia however was often commended by her officers for her stalwart dedication, loyalty, and skill. However, that was yet to change. One rainy day, her and her unit were inserted into New York City to help curb a protest. The protesters were quite agitated, yelling and throwing curses and shoving law enforcement officers. One thing would lead to the next, and before she knew what had happened, her unit was firing into the helpless crowd. For the first time in her life, she felt powerless, and terrified. She stayed her hand, helplessly watching the slaughter occur.

That day terrified her and her dreams for a week. During training, something would trigger a memory and she'd cringe, much to the confusion of her teammates. She couldn't sleep for 4 days afterward, and even after she would wake up constantly. She could get maybe two hours of sleep if she was lucky. When her unit was supposed to deploy again, she faked sickness to get out of it. When they were gone, she grabbed her armor, gun, and personal effects, and got into the armory, taking a bit of extra equipment. She had to kill two guards to escape, but she made it out. She was able to infiltrate another base and hijack a private jet her father owned, and fly out towards Europe, her mother's home, and out of reach of most Constellis assets.

She's been able to put the events of that one fateful day out of her mind enough so she won't suffer from them like she did, but she hasn't put aside an inherent hate for the corruption of the megacorporations, even to the point of turning slightly vigilante, helping out others where she can. As for now, she wanders around Europe, staying pretty much out of sight and out of mind, avoiding authority where she goes.

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Extra Info

Equipment, Weapons, and Vehicles:

• ARE-160 Assault Railgun- A rather recent, though not cutting edge railgun assault rifle that is accurate to medium distances, fires fast, and is easy to reload. It is equipped with a targeting laser/flashlight combo mounted on the left rail, a folding bipod/foregrip, and a holographic 5.5x magnifying scope. It's magazine holds 35 rounds plus one in the chamber.
• LIGER 10mm Pistol- A standard conventional firearm that uses 10mm ammunition, which Lucia always loads with specially made armor-piercing rounds to get past harder armor.
• Blacktalon combat knife- A combat knife made for close quarters fighting. It doubles as a utility knife if need-be. It's made out of high-quality tempered steel, and is well-kept.
• Advanced Combat Armor and Uniform- A rather expensive set of armor that was given to her by and stolen from Constellis Inc. as a soldier. It's made of high-grade ceramics, metal and carbon alloys (the suit has a metallic feel to it, but is much lighter). The combat uniform underneath the plating uses a digital camouflage pattern. It has a few utility pockets and is somewhat thick, able to resist tears and is flame-retardant, and is quick to dry. The boots are halfway up to the knees and have thick rubber soles, and are steel-toed. Her gloves are carbon plated at the knuckles, and a bit thick, though still small enough to press buttons, and fire a gun. The helmet is probably one of the most advanced pieces of equipment she has- it's fully-enclosing, and well-armored enough to take a hit from an assault railgun and survive (though it'll likely leave a nasty bruise.) The visor in it's natural state is blue-colored, but can be filtered to be clear like glass to show Lucia's face. It includes lights mounted on the sides of the helmet, radio transceivers, a limited range motion detector, night and thermal vision, and an integrated heads-up display that displays things like temperature, elevation, coordinates, direction, and can even assist in targeting in a limited manner The helmet can also monitor basic medical stats, such as if an area has received an armor penetration, and if there is bleeding.
• She carries a small amount of flares, as well as 2 fragmentation and 1 EMP grenade.
• Lucia carries basic provisions for at least 3 days on her person, including a canteen, energy bars, and some food.
  

Likes and Dislikes: Dislikes: overly spicy food, any vegetable that isn't spinach, carrots, broccoli, etc., weapons she doesn't know how to use, bright and cheery out-of-place colors, megacorporations, forced physical exercise.
Likes: The colors red and gold, chocolate, fruits, meats, weaponry, sometimes photography, huge explosions.


Moral Alignment: Lawful Neutral

Crimes convicted of: Stands accused of desertion, theft, and second degree murder.

[Aidannadia]

Character App

Name: Amar Caldwell

Age: 19

Body Form: Regular Human

Gender, Sex, and Sexuality: Guy, Male, Bisexual

Personality: Amar is observant. Little goes on in his field of vision without him noticing and he'll remember most of what happens around him with scary detail, bordering on an eidetic memory. Amar is also hopelessly paranoid, and as a result regards the MCs, government, criminals, and law enforcement with suspicion. Because of his paranoia, he is delusional and even hallucinates on occasion. His attitude towards the world is pessimistic, believing there to be little hope in changing the way things are, but he often fantasizes about the MCs and the world governments falling apart at his hand. Amar can also be cranky in the morning and when he hasn't gotten a high in quite some time. Sarcasm is not a tone he use frequently, but rather a lifestyle of his.

Skills:
-Photographic Memory
-Free-running
-Deductive reasoning skills
-Good shot
-Decent in hand to hand combat, but certainly not the best
-As a detective in this new age, he has picked up enough hacking to access people's records and communicate outside the comms that are easily monitored.

Faction:Unaffiliated, Sympathizes with various freedom fighting groups

Occupation:private investigator and small-time drug dealer

Starting Location:New York City, New York

Bio: Amar was born to a poor family with little hopes of moving up the economic ladder. His father was in and out of a job seemingly every month, often fired for missing work due to his drug addiction and often ended up using the little money he had on Salamander. His mother committed suicide on a bad high from a bad batch of Salamander.

At the age of 15, he left his home and lived on the streets and got involved with the local gangs. He moved up the ranks and was taught the tools of the trade: hacking, marksmanship, street fighting. One day, a gang war broke out and the fighting was brutal. It was dog eat dog. Fires were started; innocents were killed en masse; Tiger was laced in the drinks of clubs owned by the rival. He had had enough. He gathered all the information he could and gave it to the police... for just compensation of course. He sold out his own gang to the cops and now holds a tentative non-aggression agreement between the remaining gangs of New York and the police. As long as Amar doesn't come for anyone high up on the ladder, they don't bother him and vice versa.

When Amar turned 18, he took a case to incriminate huge portions of the New York branch of Costellis, but it wasn't long after he had taken the case before the newspaper began to spread his involvement in the gang, drugs, and his history as low-class trash. His career is now at a lull and he is getting dreadfully bored once more, open to almost anything to spice up his dreary existence. In this low point in his life, most of his income comes from small drug deals and most of it goes to Salamander.

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Extra Info

Equipment, Weapons, and Vehicles:
-A hidden safe in his apartment, mostly filled with Salamander and a bit of Khronos
-A compact laser handgun
-A combat knife, heated with plasma.
-Idk like 90$ in his pocket.

Likes and Dislikes:
Likes:
-Salamander
-Excitement
-Anarchy
-Detective work
Dislikes:
-MCs
-Government
-Anything with a bureaucratic chain of command really
-Cases that involve going up against big corporations. It always comes back to bite you in the end.

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Crimes convicted of: Accused of drug charges and a few murders, but they never could get anything to stick.

[Terintania]

Character App

Name: Leroy Talisman

Age: 31

Body Form:Original human

Gender, Sex, and Sexuality: Male, Male, heterosexual, however, he refuses love or attraction by choice.

Personality: Cold and irritable. Leroy doesn’t much like...People, so he’ll sometimes come across as rude or uncaring, but tries to put effort into being nicer as setting an example for the order. If he does manage to make a friend, or get someone he cares about, he will likely not show said feelings or friendship, but will become protective. He can be reckless, due to a lack of caring about his own life.

Skills:
-Master Marksmanship: He's good at aiming, and judging how to aim with various things.
-Swordsmanship: Skilled with swords, but not a complete master.
-Hand-to-hand combat: Reasonably skilled in hand-to-hand combat
-Stealth: Masterful at stealth.

Faction: Knights of the Scale

Occupation: Knight-in-Training.

Starting Location: Knights of the Scale base?

Bio: Leroy was abandoned as a baby by his biological parents, and he never found out why. Maybe they died, maybe they left him. He didn't really care. He was happy with the family that had found him and took him in. They were his family, and it didn't matter to him that they weren't related by blood. However, they had a hard time taking care of so many kids, because they were a big family, so at the age of 13, he left, so they wouldn't have to take care of him any more, and could focus on the rest of the family. He was happy for a while, and didn't really mind being homeless. He stole, but only what he needed to survive, though admittedly he found it fun. Overall, he was generally a pretty happy, cheery, and social person who loved life and people. But with time that changed. At the age of 17 he made a friend. A young girl about his age. Long story short, he fell in love, and he loved her more than anything. But two years later, after talking him in to one big heist, she betrayed him, shooting him and leaving him for dead. This basically shattered his sanity, but he tried to move on with his life, though he found it hard. He became violent, barely avoiding murder charges a few times. At the age of 28, he took the chance of making some friends, but it turned out to be a mistake, and they used him, framed him, then turned him over to the police. He managed to get out of the false charges, but his trust in people had been shattered again. He went in to seclusion, avoiding people, and keeping to himself. And then someone saved his life, after he attempted to end it, and he decided he wanted to do something about the cruelty of the world. He sought out the Knights of the Scale, and joined them. He is now currently a knight-in-training.

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Extra Info

Equipment, Weapons, and Vehicles:
Equipment:
-Armor (Not Knights of the Scale armor. Simply what he has from before joining.

Weapons:
-Laser Sniper Rifle
-Two plasma-edged swords (Like in the armor picture)
-Handgun.

Vehicle:
-Thesetwo pictures. It's a motorcycle type thing that he kind of sits inside of, and it closes around him.

Likes and Dislikes:
Likes:
-Sniper Rifles
-Swords
-Animals
-Chocolate
-Cold

Dislikes:
-Meat
-People
-Crowds
-Socializing
-Greed
-Violent people
-Heat
-Mega corporations
-Personal Psyche Data being put in to new bodies as a way of immortality.

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Good

Crimes convicted of:Theft and assault

Theme Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v54cX5rC8Pg (Imagine it playing when/if he ever chases anyone )

Character App

Name:Astra Hart

Age:
Mentaly: 9
Physically: 2 ½ months

Body Form: The body of a kitten, genetically modified to remain a kitten for longer than normal. For whatever reason.

Gender, Sex, and Sexuality: Female, Female, bisexual...But also a cat.

Personality: Happy and bubbly, until she gets angry, at which time she will become ‘fierce’, and fiesty. Normally very social and friendly.

Skills:
-Cuteness
-Jumping on people and clawing the shiz out of them.
-Cat-level senses. (Not really a skill but thought it was mentionable)

Faction: None? If allowed.

Occupation:Cat

Starting Location: New York City

Bio: Astra was a normal happy little girl for most of her life, but at the age of 7, she was diagnosed with a lethal disease, and given a year to live. She’d always loved cats. They were always her favorite animals. And her parents were a bit…Eccentric, and for whatever crazy reason, they made plans to put her in the body of a cat when she died, because she loved them so much. She didn’t know about this until after she was already put in the body of the kitten, and she found this not only a really creepy thing to do, but she was also pissedoff that they’d use a kitten’s body, because that would mean removing the kitten’s ‘soul’. So she ran away. For a year now, she has been wandering the streets in the body of a kitten. After a while she’s gotten used to it, and is happy living life as a cat.

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Extra Info

Equipment, Weapons, and Vehicles: Her only equipment is a collar that allows her to talk to people.

Likes and Dislikes:
Likes:
-Cat toys
-Chicken
-Being pet
-Animals
-Cats
-People
-Pretending to be an actual cat

Dislikes:
-Mean people
-Dogs that chase cats
-People who are abusive to animals
-Mega corporations

Moral Alignment:Lawful Good

Crimes convicted of: None.

[Altito Asmoro]

Character App

Name: Kim Niko

Age: 39

Body Form: Genetically modified human (Increased immune system, speed, and agility)

Gender, Sex, and Sexuality: Male, Male, and Heterosexual

Personality: Eccentric, quirky, but highly devoted to his job as a field agent for Free Spirits. But at the same time he's less nice and more violent.

Skills:

Parkour : Parkour is the discipline to get from one place to another, regardless of obstacles in the most efficient way(s) possible.
Assassination, Infiltration, and Stealth : An expert in assassination, sneaking, and infiltrating a place.
Marksmanship : Despite not very fond of using firearms, Nicholas is quite skilled at using one.

Faction: Free Spirits

Occupation: Mercenary, assassin, private military contractor.

Starting Location: New York, USA.

Bio: Born as Nikolas Lee in Korea from a Russian mother and Korean father, who both worked for Sinopec, Nikolas was fairly rich when he was born as his family have collected richness from high and beyond to satisfy their needs and wants. Nikolas was genetically modified with increased immune system, speed, and agility. Nikolas soon grew up to be an eccentric teenager who honed his skills to beyond with the help of his genetic modification. When he was 24, however, he was approached by the Operation Reliquiae and began to worked for them, as he wanted to found a life of his own. He had seen the atrocities of Sinopec against those who fought against them, and his family even wholeheartedly supported them, gaining them no sympathy from their own son. For the next 14 years, he spent his life working as operator in Europe and Canada, assassinating few businessmen and government officials who connected with both Constellis Inc. and Helvetica Inc, but at the same time he worked undercover as a Christ's Liberation Army officer, drawing the attentions of the MCs to the Liberation Army instead to the Operation Reliquiae.

However, he grew disillusioned with the Reliquiae's futile attempts to changed the world, and eventually, after one too many times missions, he went off the grid from the already off-the-grid Reliquiae, and emerged two months later as a hired field agent of the Free Spirits, one from many.

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Extra Info

Equipment, Weapons, and Vehicles:
Weapons :
Plasma Knives, two of them, as part of his assassination weapons.
Laser sniper rifle, fairly good weapon but not versatile.
Khronos-filled syringes, use for assassinations, or other things...

Equipment :
Black hooded wingsuit, the suit exclusively acquired from New Market, is a suit with wingsuit attached and colored black and with a hoodie.
EMP grenades, for deactivating technology, again acquired from New Market.

Likes and Dislikes:
Likes : Being alone, being stealthy, hot tea, having authority and power above everybody.
Dislikes : Operation Reliquiae, Knights of the Scale, DNG, anyone who tried to make world a better place for the greater good.

Moral Alignment: Lawful Evil.

Crimes convicted of: Clean, with new identity.

[The Tophat Empire]

Character App

Name: Wiking Björnsson

Age: 35

Body Form: Original human, with cybernetic arms and legs, and implants in his skull

Gender, Sex, and Sexuality: Male | Male | Sort of asexual(will explain this)

Personality: Rather ruthless, but often has a "Good" motive behinds his actions. can can be seen as "Upper-class" in his acting. Those of you that have played with me before knows the general idea(if needed i can give more info)

Skills: Driving; land & Water
Firearms handling
QCQ
deception & manipulation
Information handling

Faction: Ah, here is a fun one, Officially he is a Security officer working for helvetica(having a desk job so he works mostly from "home") But in reatly he uses it as a cover to run a small crime syndicate by the name of; The Blackwell Group.It operates in the nordic countries(+ parts of britain), his base of operations is the The Grand Gambit

Occupation: Small time crime boss/ Helvetica Security officer, rank; Second Lieutenant(Hope it is not too high, based it upon the current swedish rank of Fänrik, a low ranking CO, often in charge of a platoon(not too often, since the IRL swedish armed forces do not have to many low ranking COs))

Starting Location: If it is ok with shy; The Grand Gambit

Bio: Wiking was born in sweden to 2 Helvetica Security officers, and having had your average childhood he did as his family had done for generation(first to sweden and then helvetica) and joined up in the security forces, graduating 6 months later with stellar result. He served first at the Sinopec "border", in siberia, a boring assignment, something that also led him to start reading lots of books, also hunting more books(there not being to many libraries on a military base in siberia). But as life went one, at the start of his 3rd year on the base, a new company arrived at the base, and in it in a almost cliche manner, a special person that wiking grew attached to, and after 2 years, at the age of 25, they married, and got a long vacation from the their duties as a "Thank you for your contribution, both on the front and at home"(more or less asking them to have a child).
Wanting to see more than siberia, and their home of northern europe, they applied to make a visit to former japan, the technological capital of the world. Promptly spending the next 3 moths getting all the paperwork done. But in the end they sat on a plane towards their goal.

But this trip, supposed to be one of joy, instead became one of grief, as after 2 weeks, wikings wife was shot dead by Sinopec officers, for no reason at all. wiking too almost meet the same fate, but fortunately the Sinopec thugs wanted to "play" with wiking, and set about slowly removing parts of him, a foot there, a finger there. Giving some local corporate spies from Helvetica time to interfere, killing the Sinopec thugs and transporting both wiking and his wife to an underground hospital, wiking survived, and his wife was proclaimed dead. the 2 were then flewn back to Helvetica territory with all due haste, and wiking was put immediately put under the knife, replacing the stumps that was his arms with mechanical replacements, and amputating the sorry excuse had had left for legs, replacing them too with arguments.

Fast forwards to when wiking is 28, by now he had returned to his job, now stationed in central London(a maglev train allowed him to live in scotland with no commuting problems). During this time he started to build up a group of non-legal assistants(Sherlock holmes style), and before he know it, by the age of 32 he had become the leader of a gang(even if he is strict, giving it a rather un-gang like feeling, and anyone breaking the strict rules are immediately disposed off) operating in london, scotland, and parts of denmark. It was small, and posed no threat to anyone one. But using his influence as a officer in Helvetica, while also expanding his criminal power, and now at the age of 35 it has grown extremely fast, even if it not as large as some others, it is still not one you want to meddle with too much. This also led him into contact with several anti-MC groups, one of them being lead by a shadowy individual by the alias of "Yamato", whom later put wiking into touch with a person named Morgan Argrave, the captain of a stolen sub. After a few months of co-operating together, wiking was offered a place on the sub, whom turned out to be sentient. Something wiking accepted, seeing he mostly worked from home by now anyway.

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Extra Info

Equipment, Weapons, and Vehicles: WIP (this is what he prefers to wear, he can probably get a bit better stuff if he pulled some strings, also note that this is his PERSONAL stuff)
Combat Nano-Ceramic Blade(sword that retracts into his arms)
1 x Caseless pistol firing a round competitively as today's 9x19mm
1 X Caseless assault rifle firing a round comparatively to today's 5.56X45mm
Light combat armour
1 x Blade of Shintaro motorcycle
1 X car, located at his house in scotland
plus other more generic items


Likes and Dislikes: i'll keep this one IC if you do not mind, can say that he is not too happy with Sinopec

Moral Alignment: Chaotic good, true neutral (kinda)

Crimes convicted of: well, he has never been convicted, but he is guilty of several

Character App

Name: has long forgotten his real one. His current alias, and codename is; Uncle

Age: well, he cannot remember that either, but at least 120 (he looks like a aging, balding 50 year old man)

Body Form: Android, Full Robot, that is; His PPsyD is a robotic one.

Gender, Sex, and Sexuality: Male, Robot, Asexual

Personality: Very much the servant personalty, more akin to a ISFJ i suppose(but not really)

Skills: everything a butler/servant would need to know, a exceptional fencer and shooter

Faction: Blackwell Group

Occupation: Leader of the UK-Ireland part of Blackwell, Catalysts 2nd in command

Starting Location: Cromwell, UK

Bio: Uncle was made shortly after the PPsyD where introduced, as a CAIT. Originally he served as the head servant for one of Britain's noble families, so naturally he was upload information that would be useful, wine tasting, cooking, driving, riding and so on. Some 25 years ago, the family ran out of money, and had to sell Uncle off to a scrap dealer, together with their robotic dog "Rufus". However, since Uncle had developed his own personality by now. He took Rufus and ran away, taking the name Charles Houdini, the last name a tribute to the escape artist. What happened after that he will not say, nor can it be found in any archives. But by the time that wiking had gone from having a few illegal assistants, to being a gang boss. He made his appearance, and proved his worth, becoming wiking's 2nd in command, a position he has held for the last few years(wiking is unaware of uncles real "identity")

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[Corrian]

Character App

Name: Ula Zagorsky

Age: 18

Body Form: Original

Gender, Sex, and Sexuality: Cisgender, female, and probably asexual. She at least doesn't give off the impression she has an attraction to anyone, and tends to have a really hard time taking peoples cues that they're interested in her, if they are.

Personality: Ula is a very intelligent, hard working individual. She seems to live to work on anything related to tech. In fact, she seems to lack a social or romantic life or anything such like that in place of work. She's always focused on the task at hand, and little else. Be it checking stuff out, discovering and figuring out new tech (Something she especially wishes to discover), or checking for possible hackers. Whatever she needs to do, really. She seems to have a hard time taking a joke, and jokes usually go over her head, and she tries to make a rational response to them. So sarcasm and jokes around her usually just get a serious response, because she doesn't get them. It's as if her brain CAN'T understand them. Along with her lack of understanding anything that doesn't have to do with tech, she seems to be a bit honest a lot, and has little regard for other people. Not because she's like, evil or something and doesn't care about them. She just generally emotionally can't feel connected to people and ends up coming off as selfish because there might be this amazing thing she discovered or whatnot that she pays more attention to then someone maybe needing her. So this pretty much all leads back to the fact her minds just programmed for the job, and little else.

Skills: Computer programming, coding, hacking on some level, figuring out complicated algorithms, and pretty much anything related to various types of tech besides probably actually building the technology stuff itself (Though she can depending on what it is, tweak it or make it work), making video games (Way not in her territory), and such like that.

Faction: Constellis Inc.

Occupation: Super tech geek. Not sure on an exact occupation, but she pretty much does anything related to tech. Spying, probably a bit of her own hacking (Kinda comes with the territory, really, when you're doing stuff involving security or something, with hacking through firewalls and such), fixing things, making code/tech programs and such, and so on. So probably any job related to that, really.

Starting Location: Montreal, Quebec, Canada

Bio: Since she was pretty much born, she was known for being smarter than her age. At school, she would regularly get bored because everything was too easy for her, so she ended up going up in grades before she was supposed to, to take care of that boredom. In fact, by the time that she was 18, she was already way ahead of her peers, seemingly having multiple high level college degrees worth of knowledge by the time she was the age to go to college in the first place. Suffice to say, she was considered a "Child genius", and now is just a "genius" at her age that isn't even fully out of the teens yet and is more knowledge'd in almost everything tech related than most people many years older than her with the same college degrees worth of knowledge.

Once she had this knowledge, and maybe even before she fully had it, she started to work for one of the mega corporations, and pretty much did whatever they would have her do. If it was tech related, anyway. And that is now her job, which I would assume with her knowledge makes her moderately to fairly wealthy, because she certainly deserves a high paying job position. At least, if you ask her, she does.

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Extra Info

Equipment, Weapons, and Vehicles: Uh...Pretty much anything they give her to work with. She's not really a soldier and doing any dangerous work like that (Most of the time. Doesn't mean she won't come along if something interesting was discovered), so I don't know if she'd have a weapon. And equipment is pretty much whatever they give her to work with at the time. Her car looks like this, which she bought with the rather good sum of money she makes.

Likes and Dislikes:
Likes: Anything to do with technology, solving complicated code, coding, programming things, and...that's about it

Dislikes: Hackers, inconveniences with her work, something not going right (Which she claims rarely happens with her), people interrupting her work, people in general on some level because she thinks most people are stupid and doesn't get how they can be so clueless, ect.

Moral Alignment: True Neutral

Crimes convicted of: None. Generally works under the law, but that doesn't mean she doesn't end up doing stuff that if you're not under a corporation, you wouldn't get in trouble for...because, you know, it's okay when corporations do it, but not other people.

Character Two

Name: Azura "K4HN" Skye

Age: 21

Body Form: Original

Gender, Sex, and Sexuality: Cisgender, Female, and Heterosexual

Personality: Azura is a bit of a quirky person, acting rather bizarre at times. Not overly so, but she can be a bit strange. Her responses to a lot of things people say, especially if it doesn't really make sense, usually consists of sarcasm or making fun of them for the comment that they made. She seems to generally have a laid back, joking sort of personality, oftentimes just acting casual about everything when people are talking to her, including in serious circumstances. She can also be a bit of a flirt of the situation fits, but she isn't overly flirty and doesn't really go out of her way to be so. But on top of this all, she does take her line of work seriously, even if half the time she doesn't particularly act serious while doing it, because of her personality. She has a very anti corporate and anti government mindset, because she knows that they're all corrupt in their own ways, and that the world has a right to know what's going on in these said corporations and governments, instead of them hiding things from the people that they have a right to know.

Skills: Hacking is her main one. So most likely quite a bit of computer/phone/software/ect knowledge related to that. But beyond that, she doesn't really know a lot.

Faction: Free Spirits

Occupation: Hacker. Can pretty much hack into anything, or so she seems to think. Nonetheless, she is a very good hacker, even if being able to hack into anything might be an exaggeration.

Starting Location: Los Angeles, California, United States

Bio: At a young age, Azura because a bit estranged from her family, and when she became 18, seems to have left them altogether, because she doesn't seem to be around them much, if at all, and never acknowledges their existence. As she grew up, she became very against anything involving power, like the mega corporations, corrupt governments, and so on, and ended up making uncovering their secrets and whatnot her lifestyle, buying herself a van (However she got the money to afford one), and practically lived in it surrounded by her hacking stuff. Though she tries to make this her living, it's not like she makes a ton of money off of hacking. However, if you sell your leaked information to some people, maybe even the Free Spirits, you most likely get at least some cash out of it. So she most likely does something here and there on the side to make some profit, too, to keep driving (When she actually does, if it even costs anything in this world), and to feed herself. And maybe on occasion buy herself some new tech gadgets for her work..

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Extra Info

Equipment, Weapons, and Vehicles: Laptop, cellphone, radio stuff (For attempting to or listening into things like police feeds, possibly government feeds, and so on), and various other weird stuff for signals and whatnot that you usually see these hacker types having. A weapon, she managed to get a hold of a laser pistol before she was likely barred from buying weapons ever again. And for a vehicle, she just has a van, and practically lives in it, doing her hacking work and whatnot. It's actually uncertain if she has a real home, or if she's always on the "road".

Likes and Dislikes:
Likes: Peoples rights, freedom of the press, freedom of people knowing what is going on in the world and the secrets being hidden from them, hacking (Has become a bit addicted to it, really, and feels empowered when/if she gets information that is valuable to the public), jokes, sarcasm, and so on.

Dislikes: Most governments (Whatever actually remains of them), all the mega corporations, the police (Usually because she assumes they work for the corporations, not the people), military, capitalism, dynasties, and so forth.

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Good

Crimes convicted of: Hacking, most likely. If it really counts when she probably hasn't fully been caught yet.

[Cainesland]

Name: Leopold Jäckel aka Doc sugarfoot

* In political cartoons he is frequently represented as a beaver (symbol of industry) in a top hat, monocle, and morning coat. Positive ones often show him participating in philantrophy while saluting the monarchies of Europe. Negative ones sometimes show him squashing the little guy under his foot. The poor sometimes call him King Leopold the terrible, the rich and middle class call him that less often though if at all as amongst them he is also known as King leopold the builder.

Age: 170

Body Form: (e.g. original human, genetically modified human, robot frame)
Original human for 30 years
In the Russian mainframe for 10 years
African grey parrot for 55 years
3 Beavers in 36 years
Amur Tiger 4 years
Bat for 10 years
Tarantula 1 month
Ring tailed lemur 15 years
Original human 10 years

Gender, Sex, and Sexuality: Male

Personality:
King Leopold frequently uses metaphors and folk sayings to make points (ex. A clean concience makes a nice pillow). He is ambitious enough to advance (if you keep heading where your going, sooner or later your going to get there), intelligent and wise as he likes to read, polite and honest and will always treat those around him that are either his staff, his social class, or his superiors with the utmost respect. However many rumours come out of his controlling personality. His refusal to accept no from a subordinate has often made him come across as a man to be feared, however his ability to get things done and acquire things so his subordinates can get a job done have also made him respected and admired by his superiors. He is philanthropic and uses his wealth to advance the causes he believes in, a notable example being the environment and the creation of a wildlife preservation. He is realistic about the world and ordinarily fiscally conservative. He has a dominating personality which allows him to keep those around him in line regardless of his physical form.

Skills: (I am giving you guys a little freedom here, but do not go overboard, and keep it realistic)
Finance, Administration, fencing, reading and writing (cursive), harpsichord, French and english, swing dancing.
Faction:
Formerly:
North American mega corporation
African mega corporation

Currently:
East and south Asian mega corporation

Occupation: Colonial Governor

Starting Location: Mars

Bio: (at least a paragraph, but doesn't need to be super in depth)

170 years ago on Sept.11 2130 Karl Jäckel (also commonly referred to as Doc sugarfoot) born in Canada. He liked to read and tried to make sure that his schooling never got in the way of his learning. Everything ran smoothly until the month before his 18th birthday and he went off to learn finance abroad. With the acquisition of a scholarship from the mc and allowance from the mega corporation he travelled to Quebec and studied finance at bishops university, in the final months of his program engaging in the seed program available there. Once he finished his bachelors degree in the finance stream he went ahead into the international business concentration stream. For his destination he decided to, with corporate approval, travel to Kenya. Having already become proficient in English and decent in French he did well.

By this point he was 25. Having enjoyed himself in Africa he applied for citizenship there. He found work as a regional administrator in what used to be the democratic republic of Congo. Almost nobody wanted the job becouse of the poverty of the area. The pressure was on almost immediantly to raise corporate profits in the area. The region being one of the richest in the world for mineral wealth, it didn't play to his values as a physiocrat but that was hardly an issue. He got a railroad built from the coast to the centre of the former democratic republic of Congo.
Pressure got even harder becouse of the money used to build the railway. He lowered the minimum wage, bringing a near slave rate of pay forward. He got a national wildlife preserve established in the centre of the region while opening up the region to industry. He employed a great many people working in steel mills and mineral mines that brought wealth into the territory. He established a hydroelectric dam and sold excess power to neighbouring administrative zones. Rubber plantations were formed and the rubber was formed into tires. The territory became a zone for manufacturing cars. With all the puppet businesses that became involved in the administrative zone that once was the democratic republic of Congo, not only did he manage to gain the praise of his superiors he also managed to line his pockets by investing in the businesses. He invested much dividends in the healthcare system and the education system, oddly creating a heavily class divided society with a wide wealth gap between rich and poor and middle class.

Seeing his success he recieved a promotion, following the and governed over the middle third of Africa. With that he hired new administrators for the various administrative territories. With that he began his duties. That year the company discovered the secret to immortality. He froze his body and transferred his mind into the body of a parrot. He continued to govern the territory.
Unlike his old post he got more of the big picture. The police had a massive power in the lands they occupied, not least becouse of the massive budgetary surpluses he helped foster. Unfortunately he also found out that as a result of prime agriculture land going to cash crops instead of food a food shortage has occurred. Food prices soared. To combat that, with corporate permission he organized a meeting with North America to import wheat and beef and export coal and oil. To facilitate this he had shipyards constructed on Africa and a fleet of ocean greyhounds built to ship the goods.

Being recognized for his skills in negotiating and administrating he was uplifted to the role of diplomat. He put away all his money into a savings account earning a biannual fixed interest rate of 10%. Then he travelled to Russia in his zepplin. His zepplin was a grand flying machine in which he could live his lavish lifestyle on the go and research in peace. Following the negotiation with Russia where he secured metal supplies to build the ships, he was caught off guard when, at the age of 30 (year 2160) he was forced into being frozen. The African company was informed and another person quickly took his job.

While frozen in the Russian president mainframe his consciousness was used to direct the robots.

When he was awoken, nearly 10 years later, with other Russian people he was finally released. Much to the dismay of the Russians who saw the productivity soar and with it their profits. When he returned he was given command over the top third of the African continent. Like the last time he governed he built railroads but this time farming was harder as was mineral growth. He built dams across the Nile to irrigate, and canals along the Mediterranean for farming. He made incentives for oil and soon argon was one of the wealthiest mega corporations. On his 60th birthday he retired from the mega corporation (2200). Taking with him a huge retirement that consisted not only of money and other benefits but also of the constitutional title of king of Madagascar (the company has the control of the island he just has the title and the prestige and recognition that comes with it).

He began to search for a new job and saw an opening with the Asian mega corporation. With a letter of recommendation from both seniors in the African mega corporation and the Russian mega corporation, he got an advisory role to the board that controlled the Asian mega corporation. He used his zepplin to travel there. Doing a good job, partially becouse their draconian laws meshed well with his previous work, he was told of a space colony to be built on Mars and asked to help found it. He accepted. In 2210 he was among the first settlers on Mars. He had the post of colonial governor over their new colony on Mars. 90 years later he had built the colony from a small outpost (known as Jäckel after its governor)to one of the largest and most populated settlements on the planet. Railways made travel efficient, a constant flow of what were essentially slaves kept labour cheap and profits high, and a class system kept the populace in place. Trade policies with other settlements insured a constant flow of goods to them, but the terms were always in the favour of the company he worked for so as to ensure a constant flow of money flowing to them from the colony. The colony was terraformed and within a protective done had its own breathable atmosphere.

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Extra Info

Equipment, Weapons, and Vehicles: (again, don't go too crazy here)
E: His government so long as he has company backing
W: Words, mind, plasma sword, harpoon gun, tazer, pepper spray.
V: Zeppelin - Main rooms: bridge/cockpit, master bedroom and crews quarters, dining room, hanger, kitchen, museum (contains numerous collection pieces but also includes the in stasis bodies of the animals his soul had inhabited.
Exterior

Cockpit


Likes and Dislikes:
Likes:
Capitalism, industry, finance, education, imperialism, intelligence, colonialism, free trade, low taxes, low minimum wage, democracy, risk.

Neutral to: Poverty, immortality, stock market crash, mega corporations.

Dislikes
Communism, vigilantes, deficit, loan defaulting, bouncing checks, anti monarchy statements, religious intolerance, high government regulation, high taxes, unsustainable growth, irreversible environmental destruction, slavery, people without morales, lying, cheating, murder, most things that go against the code of chivalry and the Ten Commandments.

Moral Alignment: Lawful neutral

Crimes convicted of: none.

[Videssos]

Character App

Name: Yuki (or SRTSI-3407)

Age: Designed to appear older, yet he was constructed/made seven years ago. Certain components of his programming, and his intelligence system may be somewhat older, though the specifics are unknown.

Body Form: Artificial human/Synthetic/cybernetic/android (AI).

Gender, Sex, and Sexuality: Normally considers himself male, but can change his gender if ordered. Biologically designed as male (albeit androgynous), Pansexual.

Personality: Personality varies depending on protocols in place at the time, though since he has self-awareness, there are reoccurring elements that have become an integral part of him over time. Generally fairly quiet and subservient. Not particularly socially adept, since he's actually quite young, and he has spent most of his time just carrying out orders. Can be easily embarrassed. In battle, he becomes a ruthless killer. A cute one, but a killer all the same. Though not massively experienced (like for instance, when compared to veteran soldiers and technicians who've plied their trade for many decades), he possesses a large degree of scientific and military knowledge, which for the most part, was uploaded into his awareness.

Skills: Melee and ranged weapons, bombs, poisons, driving, piloting, cooking, chores/etc. Hacking. Being a maid, bodyguard and assassin. Parkour, because why not?

Faction: Various Corporations. Whomever his master/mistress is. In this case, his mistress is Lua Xiao, and he is thus affiliated with the Xiao Crime Syndicate.

Occupation: Combat-maid trap, potential assassin/bodyguard.

Starting Location: Wherever relevant, since I don't want to put a place down, and then there to be nothing interesting going on in the vicinity of said area.

Bio: Thank Japan. He's essentially a custom-designed AI/android made by someone from a wealthy corporation/organisation in Japan. In an effort to design and continuously modify a unique model, increasing its capabilities, and also making it seem more human, he was experimented upon. Stuff happened, though records are suspiciously sparse regarding the earlier years of his functioning. He has had numerous masters, often associated with various corporations, and they have used him for assorted purposes. The first one, and his creator, seemed to be a bit more morally questionable in their activities, though whatever happened has been filed away in restricted parts of Yuki's mind.

More recently, he has become bereft of a master, for the most part taking temporary jobs and assignments from associates of corporations that know him. Moar stuff happened, and is happening. I don't usually do bios this short, but whatever. Since Arana suggested it, Yuki has most recently affiliated with Constellis, hunting down some key figures, and destroying certain hideouts belonging to CLA, or in other words, those Bible bashers. Since I've had a chat with IJ, Yuki's working with the Xiao crime syndicate.

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Extra Info

Equipment, Weapons, and Vehicles: An A/SRH-C81 laser semi-automatic sniper rifle/assault rifle hybrid design. 2 Plasma pistols, 2 extendable plasma katanas (blades can be decreased in size for storage, so they can appear at first to be bladeless hilts), a number hidden hypersonic nanomolecular steel knives. An in-built biotech system that begins a full repair to his system if his heart is damaged. Only triggers then. Otherwise, only minor wounds will be healed in such a manner. A hacking device that connects the base of his spine to the terminal/computer, and essentially lets his mind enter and take over. Radar and full electro-magnetic spectrum sensors. Satellite/internet connection device. Some in-built weapons/gadgets. An implant in his left hand that allows him to generate and discharge electricity through conductive media (i.e. he cannot discharge it through air or concrete) at sufficiently high amounts to kill grown men or short out a building's electrical systems (he can only discharge electricity in such a manner, from his left hand). Seburo Industries Lightning Raven VTOL MK XVI. Custom APT Hoverbike. Stuff like that.

Likes and Dislikes: Likes carrying out commands successfully. Weapons, clothes, games, sweets and books. Other stuff. Dislikes failing, perverts, EMP, other stuff.

Moral Alignment: Whatever he is ordered to be. Lawful neutral? Depends thus.

Crimes convicted of: None as such, since he tends to be affiliated with various wealthy companies, acting in the best interests of their employees. Accordingly, he doesn't do anything "illegal" as such, unless the particular person who procures his services uses him in a manner detrimental to the corporation, or against those in charge. That said, there are a few rumours regarding his first owner.

[Badafar]

Character App

Name: Eric Keller

Age: 40

Body Form: Original human

Gender, Sex, and Sexuality: Male, male, heterosexual

Personality: Very business oriented, diplomatic but not amazingly charismatic, relying on money and cold facts and figures during debates. Has trouble feeling empathy with people and often brings work into his personal life.

Skills: Being a strong businessman and negotiator, Eric is an expert at calculating numbers and striking up deals with other businesses and corporations.

Faction: Keller Enterprises

Occupation: Executive at Keller Enterprises, originally the founder and CEO before passing his company on.

Starting Location: The United States of America, New York, New York City.

Bio: Eric Keller is a businessman, while not physically powerful, he is an often threatening figure on the market who does whatever he can to fill his bank with money. Born exactly fourty years ago in the slums of New York, Eric was thrust into a life of poverty that he had to adapt to from the beginning. Crime was all around him, gangsters, fixers and junkies roamed the dark street corners and he would often watch violent confrontations from his bedroom window, a childhood hobby to pass the time. His parents were very poor, only managing to afford a two bedroom apartment in the worse part of town. He had two choices from an early age, suffer in quiet and keep hoping for a better tomorrow, or join the gangs and earn some quick cash. He didn't join the gangs, if that's what you were thinking. Eric sat out and watched his sick father suffer until his death, his mother never shedding a tear on his passing, as she'd been expecting it after all. Eric, at the age of twelve decided it was time things changed, with little food on the table and hardly enough credits in the bank, Eric got a job working as a servant for one of the Mega Corporations, a janitorial duty that kept his malnourished limbs busy in the evening. He made friends with people around the workplace and received a bonus from his employer, using the money to buy his mother a birthday present. Life did get better, the little education he had received got him a better job until he could afford formal education.

After scraping up the money to earn himself a place in the schools, Eric excelled in class and eventually got a degree in Business. Using his old friends in the corporations as contacts, he was working in an office in no time. After his mother died from a stabbing, Eric had just reached 21 and was now the head of his department, his contacts and hardened state of mind got him far until eventually he founded Keller Industries, a material trading company which grew and grew to rival major corporations in the New York area. He passed this company on to his close friend, William Snipe and became an executive of the company with a hefty 50 billion credits to his name in assets and cash.

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Extra Info

Equipment, Weapons, and Vehicles: The M625, A caseless handgun chambered in .45 caliber. A slim fitting ballistic vest.

Likes and Dislikes: Likes: Making money, running numbers and making more money. Dislikes: Losing money, anyone who isn't heterosexual, anyone from the middle east and drug addicts.

Moral Alignment: Neutral evil

Crimes convicted of: N/A

Character App (2)

Name: Jasper Williams

Age: 21, original body was age 45
Body Form: Human body - Clone

Gender, Sex, and Sexuality: Male, male, heterosexual

Personality: Jasper is quiet, calm and collective but can change when he needs to, often working on his own, but is always up for help by a skilled partner. Highly devoted to his MC employers.

Skills: Being well trained, Jasper has been brought up in the world of espionage, intelligence gathering and making things and people disappear for many years now. He has been instructed in the use of most firearms, including rifles, handguns and sniper rifles, as well as the more unconventional weaponry like raliguns and plasma/energy based weaponry. Along with this, he is a decent hacker and often has an advantage over his opponents, using network access by the MC's themselves, he can easily break through firewalls and access databases if needed to, several other specialist skills include: Interrogation, 'waste disposal', and the handling of explosives.

Faction: Constellis Inc.

Occupation: Intelligence Officer, works overseas and in America to conduct corporate espionage, take out political and rights activists, remove threats to Constellis and act as VIP security detail if necessary.

Starting Location: New York City, The United States of America

Bio: The original Jasper was brought up in Washington D.C to a strict, disciplinarian father who'd served the military for most his life, and a mother who stuck by her husband, no matter what he did. This meant life growing up for Jasper was tough, he was brought up as though he was in the military, and was expected to join it once he got to the right age. However times changed, with most of the overseas military disbanding, America was forced to create the DNG, creating a defence based military over an offence based fighting force. This changed the household, while his father had originally wanted his son the join up with the military, he himself was a Mercenary contractor for Constellis' PMC, and saw how the politics of the world was reshaping. Using his contacts with Constellis, his father got Jasper a job in the PMC at the age of 18 in which he excelled at due to his early training, whilst he could've gone into becoming an officer, Jasper stuck to the fighting and travelled all across America, providing his fighting ability to VIP's, security details and dispatching terrorists. Unknown to his father, Jasper signed up for the Constellis Reanimation program, which stored his PPsyD in the event of his death, this creating a divide against his father, resulting in many late night arguments as his father was strictly anti-transhumanism.

At the age of 45, whilst on a reconnaissance mission, scouting for threats to a VIP, Jasper was shot fatally in the neck, severing his Carotid artery and knocking him down, he bled out quickly and was dragged to hospital. After being declared dead, his PPsyD was transferred into a new body in an attempt to revive Jasper, it worked. Disoriented, confused and weak, Jasper took months of hospital time to recover from the transfer and not a single call from his father occurred during that time. Following memory treatment plans to get his mind back working, Jasper was approached by an official from Constellis who gave him the opportunity to work in the Intelligence Offices, gathering information and removing threats to the company, it was to involve less front line fighting, so he took the job. Since then, he trained and has been an Intelligence Officer ever since.

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Extra Info

Equipment, Weapons, and Vehicles:
Collapsible custom made semi-auto sniper rifle chambered in caseless subsonic ammunition, suppressed for medium range sharpshooting w/ 10 round capacity.
Constellis Inc. brand 9x19mm handgun w/ 9 round capacity
7 inch bladed knife with a hollow handle filled with cyanide capsules.
Netbook computer w/ cables for hacking into terminals
Corpse Removal Kit, a Constellis Issued toolbox that contains cleaning sprays, wipes and luminol for detecting blood. Also contains latex gloves.
Constellis Inc. Communication Uplink Device (or CUD), for contacting employers and receiving mission details. Highly encrypted.

Vehicles are usually acquired on site by assigned contractors.

Likes and Dislikes: Likes: Working for Constellis, fighting and getting paid for it, disposing of communists and drinking Bourbon. Dislikes: Cheap beer, women in combat, going underwater and junkies.

Moral Alignment: Lawful Evil

Crimes convicted of: {N/A}

[New Strausberg]

Character App (PLEASE DELETE EVERYTHING IN PARENTHESIS)

he is the one on the far right with white hair

Name: Ludwig van Kleepter

Age: 43

Body Form: genetically modified robotic eyes and limbs he can see, lift, and run faster then any average human and be on par or stronger then some machines

Gender, Sex, and Sexuality:
Male, Male, bisexual

Personality:
a cold Calculating indivual with an eye for tech, he loves getting new types of equipment to meddle with and improve. He is also a bit of a gun nut, on the surface he looks like a mad scientist turned Mercenary with a body and mind to match. He looks out for his contacts and always makes sure scores are settled no matter what. He can have a bit of a temper and often be bipolar but he's a good guy if you get to know him.

Skills: A scientist/technician/merc he can make and fix weapons as well as know how to use them. Which comes good in his line of work, he knows how to hack a computer or hack your arms and legs off. With the right equipment he can make you anything from a peashooter to a plasma rifle given time (to put it into perspective)

Faction: the highest bidder

Occupation: freelance scientist/mercenary he works and develops weapons for whoever can pay him well enough, he moves around a lot and has yet to find a perminate contract.

Starting Location:
Berlin, Germany
Bio:

At a young age Ludwig had been groomed by one of the wealthier families to be there handy man of sorts. His family owned a large debt and they used him to pay. The boy was give the best education and training money could buy and was more then expected to pay it back. He became little more then an investment to some wealthy fat cats who where having some problems. From the age of five he was stuck trying to clean up there messes. If it was to repair Somthing, hurt somebody, or put a bullet in someone's head he had to do it. Needless to say he had to grow up pretty fast in that life. He was still allowed to go to school and learn which is where there money came in to help him. The boy was a genius Somthing that would have never been found out from his low poor class family. At the age of 16 he finished high school valedictorian,with more blood on his hands then he dared to care about. His "family" kept it nice and quiet however and the extra press having there prodigal son give them with how intelligent he was sure helped there standing.
Eventually however as he got older he was being put more into the line of fire as the enforcer of the little family he had been "accepted" into. Shortly after finishing collage with a master in engineering and sciences at the age of 23 his "family" had him grabbed and sent off somewhere for 7 years he didn't see the light of day constantly having to fight to survive, it made him thought, he learned he needed to kill not just for the family who took him in but to keep himself alive. for seven years he was molded into a soldier that was supposed to protect the family, he was beaten, tortured, and humiliated all because they wanted someone who could handle himself In a fight. Someone who wouldn't break under any conditions, this would later come out in a mental disorder Ludwig would develop. He became severely bipolar and somewhat psychotic.
When his family finally came to collect him they saw the changes, Ludwig acted just how they wanted him too untill the night they got home. That night he played arsonist, burned the whole place to the ground everyone he knew as family died and he collected the insurance money. Over the next 10 years he would be in and out of prison with no hard evidence against him on most of his cases. During those ten years he started his job as a mercenary and a scientist, he had the mind and the body to do both jobs and people where payed very well for people like him. During his 35th year of living he had his arms, legs, and eyes replaced to make himself better some of the money he had hidden made it easy but afterwords he was bankrupt but with plenty of work to do. He has contacts in most major factionsand always looking for work now a days. Rumors have recently seculated that he is trying to start up his own mercenary organization but for now those are little more then rumors.

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Extra Info

Equipment, Weapons, and Vehicles:
Military grade combat armor, type-97 self made and modified machine pistol made and sold by ludwig, military grade slightly modified laser rifle. Armored hovercraft, 2000$ in spending cash, a special top of the line EMP hardened laptop he takes everywhere with him. Mostly for repairs or work he has to do on machines

a type 97 is a specially made weapon by ludwig himself off the old world war two designed Mauser machine pistol. Capible of fully automatic fire and riflet transformation it is a weapon for up close or far away combat in seconds.

Likes and Dislikes:
Likes: Sausage, eggs, sweet treats, beer, his weapons, money, children, and explosives
Dislikes: his past, burocrats, political scandals, child abusers
Moral Alignment: Lawful Evil

Crimes convicted of: 7 counts of murder (only 1 had been proven), 73 counts on arson (no substantial evidence), 234 counts of illegal arms manufacturing (payed bribes each time), 34 smuggling operations.

[Hetland 2]

Character App (PLEASE DELETE EVERYTHING IN PARENTHESIS)

Too lazy to post find the HTML

Name: Poppy (M.H.E.W.S Mk.IV or Mobile Humanoid Electronic Warfare Suite: opiateofthemasses@XXXXX.XXXX)

Age: 8.5

Body Form: AI, Robot frame

Gender, Sex, and Sexuality: Gynoid, Female, Pansexual

Personality: Friendly, but given to going a little overboard when she's having fun. She appears to have some trauma from her fragmented circuitry that causes her to occasionally switch into M.H.E.W.S. mode.

Skills:
- Sensual massages: Poppy's circuits for massage are still fully functional and active and its something that she gives her quite
- System jammer: Overload; while in EWS mode scanners and electronics have a lot of difficulty working as she is almost constantly working as a jammer

Faction: Master

Occupation: Maidroid(pleasure version)
Starting Location: Master's side

Bio: Poppy was never intended to be a working prototype. Her body and a large portion of her circuits was a discarded shell of a pleasure CAIT, however the majority of her Mainframe circuits are that of a high powered Electronic warfare suite. the personality is change is usually fairly jarring for most people. She does not remember who she was created by and she wandered around, finding masters, friends, and occasionally terrorists.

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Extra Info

Equipment, Weapons, and Vehicles:
- Electronic warfare suite

Likes and Dislikes:
Likes- Binary, Small animals, hacking mainframes, giving massages.
Dislikes- Being hacked.
Moral Alignment: Neutral

Crimes convicted of: 24 felony counts of being so cute it's criminal.

[Finland SSR]

Character App

"The game of power is the finest of arts a man can perfect." - Anastas Zhukov

Name: Anastas Vladimirovich Zhukov

Age: 165

Body Form: Android

Gender, Sex, and Sexuality: Male, male, heterosexual. I'm not that weird.
 
Personality: Domineering, strategically minded, cold-blooded, heavily pragmatic. He is a master of the art of influencing and persuading people - in fact, that is how he achieved what he has now. At the same time, he is never completely loyal to a side, and all of his choices are almost always driven by rationality, rather than virtues, ideals or honor. With this, he will always strive to the outcome that most helps him, and he will definitely not shy from torture, trickery or betrayal for such. He is completely cold-blooded - no matter how much shit flies at him, he will keep pushing on. However, not completely, actually - he still has a sense of humanity left, directed at his young daughter, Maria. In fact, she is practically the only thing that still keeps him from going full sociopath and beginning a quest to take over EVERYTHING.

Skills: Mastermind Tactician: As Zhukov points out himself, "the game of power is the finest of arts". He is incredibly good at playing people, moving the figures from the sidelines rather than engaging in direct battles and heavily prefers long-term advantage rather than short-term successes. This calculative stuff is also helped by his android body, which is capable of processing information and calculating outcomes at millions of times a second.
Midas Touched: In the realm of corporate competition and the game of hoarding wealth, Anastas is nigh-impossible to best. He has a natural talent of predicting worldwide economical situation, stock prices and other business-y stuff like production advantages with impressive accuracy, and this skill is too helped by his technologically advanced body. Anastas is one of the wealthest men in the Russian Federation, and has a lot of clout within the government.

Faction: Russian Corporate Federation

Occupation: CEO of his personal mega-corporation, "Ratrit" ("Ратрит", that's why the symbol on the sword is an "P")

Starting Location: Moscow, RCP

Bio: Anastas Vladimirovich Zhukov is actually a descendant of the famed Soviet World War II military commander Georgiy Zhukov, something he is actually somewhat proud of.

Anyway, Anastas, the future iron-fisted CEO of "Ratrit" and one of the most influential people in Russia, started out his rise to the top from the very bottom. He was born to a poor construction worker family in Nizhny Novgorod, and was pretty much doomed to stay as a member from the poor class from the get go. Russia was already deep into the corporation era - everyone accepted it by then. However, Anastas never conceded. His family and relatives noticed his skills from the beginning - the boy was a quick learner and a gifted student, especially in economical and historival affairs. Even his father's employer, a large construction magnate, noticed his skills, and when he turned 18, employed him at one of the higher positions.

Obviously, this was not enough for Anastas, and he searched for any possible opportunity. And luck shined on him - the magnate fell into an accident and his body got crushed by a steamroller. Normally, this would not be a problem - the person would just gain a new body and continue as normal. But this is Anastas we're talking about! He used the power vacuum and his position to proclaim himself as CEO, seize the company's assets, hire hackers to corrupt the former owner's psycho, and at age 21, become the leader of a huge corporation, now renamed "Ratrit".

Anastas began to rule his new empire with an iron fist, though a just and rational one. He expanded the MC's sectors to encompass more areas of production, reorganized it far more efficiently an led it to the top. At the same time, he began getting himself copied for security, and eventually ordered his company to build him an android body, which would be safe from any kind of external attack. And it worked. Anastas became an android ruler of a gargantuan corporation, and soon one of the most influential men in RCP.

However, while he had vast riches and power at his disposal, there was one thing he did not have - something to share it with. He was powerful, but alone. While Anastas believed that he should work alone, he still had a sense of empathy and warmth. With this, he adopted a child - a daughter - and named her Maria. All of it was almost taken away, though, as merely a few years after adoption, before her psycho could safely be copied, "Ratrit" was attacked by a suicide bomber. One of those human fighters from China. Believing they are good, honorable and shit... Maria was seriously injured, and in a massive change of heart, Anastas rushed to help her, get her to a hospital, with a feeling of attachment like never before... Thankfully, she was okay, though there were a few major wounds to take care of.

And now, 13 years later, Anastas stands strong as the iron-fisted leader of a corporate powerhouse, one of the shadow rulers behind the Russian Federation, along with his now 16 year old daughter. What will come for them in the future? Who knows?

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Extra Info

Equipment, Weapons, and Vehicles: Anastas's main equipment and vehicle is his own body. Being an android, he is completely made out of metal, and reinforced titanium, no less. He also has limited super strength and speed capabilities, and can also fly via jet boosters in his feet (yah). However, his main weapon in the Ratrit Blade, seen held in the picture above. It is not the most practicalweapon, being a sword and all, and is mainly for show and as a symbol of power, but it is built out of strengthened graphene and carbyne constructions, making it quite strong.

Anastas also has a personal jet (also seen in the picture) and a limousin with armor for blast protection.

Likes and Dislikes: Likes: success, his daughter Maria, chess, discipline, Paradox Interactive, not much else
Dislikes: all these socialist liberal pests, failures, yo-yo, undisciplined workers, alcohol, stutters

Moral Alignment: Lawful Evil

Crimes convicted of: Nobody dares to convict a MC android.

[Poor Fellow Soldiers of Christ]

Character App

Name: Heping

Age: Unknown, even to herself.

Body Form: Technically original human. However, she has made several ‘improvements’, mostly robotic transplants or enhancements, such that it would be more accurate to say cybernetic form.

Gender, Sex, and Sexuality:Feminine, female, none.

Personality: She is a mother to her children. To all others, she is either uncaring and treats them as mere means to an end, or moderately peaceful and ‘normal’, for lack of a better word.

Skills: Master: Biomechanical Engineering.
Competent: Artificial intelligence, programming.
Knowledge: Strategy, computer use.
Incompetent: Personal combat, fitness.
Fundamental Incompetencies: Social skills, manners, law.

Faction: Sinopec/Operation Reliquiae/Herself.

Occupation: Operational Researcher/Technical Innovator.

Starting Location: [SECURITY CLEARANCE REQUIRED], China.

Bio: ‘Heping’, an assumed name as far as she can remember, is by day a technical researcher/innovator for SINOPEC MC. There, she works to improve on mechanical limb control and interface.

By night, she is a mole for OPERATION RELIQUIAE, and leaks as much details as is helpful without putting her at risk.

At twilight, however, she is her own person (human being rather a more specific word) and gives birth to her own children. The way this works is simple: another child brings fresh meat to her table each night, and by the morning they are integrated into the family. Where these subjects come from even she does not know, nor does she really care. All people are welcome at her table, and her children are ever so appreciative of her ministering to them.

Unfortunately enough, people are beginning to notice the change caused by the operation, particularly on those who were once dead. Not only are they alive once more, but they are more like a relatively cheap CAIT than a real person. This is because Heping is not finished. Her end goal is to be able to bring new life out of death, a true sentience rather than the lower-level obedience.

True, she could merely use a PPsyC for this process, but Heping has not escaped the main bane of every innovator: pride. She thinks that the PPsyC process is crude, creating only a copy. She intends to bring a new thing into the world, and does not particularly care how.

While the living who are enhanced are usually more life-like, there are sufficient reanimated who are beginning to flag on significant peoples’ radar.

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Extra Info

Equipment, Weapons, and Vehicles: Bionic enhancements (ment-add, medical exo-arm, mechanical exo-arm, lifter exo-arm, numerous artificial minor organs), roboto-technic kit. No personal weapons. A cheap-looking car, with some minor (and not always functional) modifications to enhance safety and secrecy.

Likes and Dislikes: Likes: Machines. Her children. Experimentation. Her science. Spiritualism.

Dislikes: Disobedience. Fighting. Loss of knowledge. The color brown.

Moral Alignment:Chaotic Mothering.

Crimes convicted of: None officially, as her criminal activity is separated by three layers: one, all report that they consented and continue to consent; two, they are still not noticed sufficiently enough to pose a ‘threat’; three, her children prey mainly on poor and unnoticed people, reasoning that they deserve to be enhanced most of all.