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    Deadman Wonderland: Vegas. CS Thread.



    Name: Anna Jacobson
    Deadman Alias: Komodo
    Age: 22
    Height: 5'7"
    Weight: 143lbs

    Crime and Sentence: 3 counts of First Degree Murder, Grand Theft Auto, and 2 counts of First Degree Murder of a Police Officer.

    Appearance: Keeps it simple. Hair cut to middle of neck, usually wears a white, grey, or black shirt accompanied by blue or black jean shorts cut to mid-thigh.

    Branch of Sin: Komodo can cover her hands in her blood and form bladed claws over each finger. She uses these to tear apart her target in a most vicious manner. To further augment her ferocity in hand to hand combat, Komodo can also cover her body in a very thin sheen of blood, forming almost like an armored skin. It is thin enough to see through, and only requires a few ounces of blood to form the armor over her entire body.

    Personality: Komodo is a ruthless foe in the Corpse Carnival. Her bloodlust nearly insatiable. On one occasion an Undertaker was called in to subdue her before the corpse of her foe was strewn about the entire arena. Outside of combat, she's actually fairly laid back. It is assumed she has a very deeply ingrained psychological problem that makes her behave differently under intense stress. She has been using Cast Points to purchase medications to try and control her rages, and so far it seems to be working. She still is a ruthless foe, but has not killed anyone in the past three matchs.

    Biography: Anna was born to a wealthy family of Vintners in the Napa Valley region of California. Her father was always off making deals for the company and her mother was busy running the business at home... leaving Anna in the care of the hired help. That suited Anna for her younger years. All of the butlers and nannies had children, so she had plenty of playmates and friends. But on occasion she would still lash out at them or break a toy out of spite. The workers figured it was because of the lack of a real parental figure.

    In her teen years, the outbursts got worse. Physically attacking other teens, stealing, vandalism, underage drinking, sexual deviance, drug use... anything she COULD try, she DID try... much to the chagrin of her family. Finally enough was enough, and Anna's father had her fitted with a house arrest anklet. Literally stuck in her home, Anna found one final way to lash out. She would go to the wine cellar and break some of the barrels. As she broke the first barrel open, the Red Hole disaster hit Los Angeles. The radiation reached all cities within 500 miles. Her mother came down to check on the wine, only to find Anna standing over a barrel with a sledgehammer above her head. She began to scream at her daughter.

    Anna took the verbal lecture... but kept getting angrier... and angrier... and angrier. Then... something snapped. She lunged at her own mother. Reflexively, the older woman backhanded Anna, knocking her to the ground where she cut her arm on a broken barrel piece. The blood swirled over her hands and formed wicked bladed claws. Before her mother could scream, Anna lept to her feet and tore her claws upward from the middle of her mother's ribcage, up through her collarbone. The woman lay dead.

    Her mind filled with fury, Anna stormed through the manor in search of a new target. She found a young boy playing a video game. Poor kid didn't even know what hit him... Anna tore her blood claws through the base of his skull. The father of that child was just walking in the room when she killed the boy. The man screamed in anguish, only to have his cries silenced via a severed head. Suddenly... Anna's bloodlust subsided. She looked around in horror at what she had done. She had one option... escape.

    She went to the Garage and stole her father's BMW M6 Convertable. It was fast and powerful, and Anna needed an escape vehicle. She drove off as quickly as possible, but was quickly reported to the police as other workers found her handywork. Soon, a whole unit of officers, plus a chopper... were chasing her down highway one. The stress was getting to her again... why wouldn't they leave her alone... she had to stop them... now. And suddenly the powerful german car slid to a halt.

    In standard fashion, the officers drew their tasers and pistols and ordered Anna to the ground. She dropped to her knees. She had to lure them in. Two officers came forward to subdue her, and met grisley ends as their chest cavities were torn into. Immediately, three officers fired tasers, but the first two darts were deflected by a very thin, almost armor-like sheet of blood... one officer shot Anna twice with a 9mm pistol. She wouldn't awaken for three days.

    Strapped down in a hospital bed, she stood trial via video conference. She was sentenced to death, and her sentence would be served in a maximum security wing, solitary confinement only. Terrible for one so young. But about four years later, still on Death Row, she was transferred to the new "Deadman Wonderland Prison/Amusement Park facility in Las Vegas, Nevada. ... and so now an entirely new chapter in her life had begun... one she greatly enjoyed for a time... but now deeply resents.

    Theme Song: Obliterate my Fate by Asphyxia
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    The die is cast, and you're too late... the rest is up to chance. Forget the past, and tempt your fate... in this most deadly dance.


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    Ultima requies fons vitae
    Sed eam ut voluntas novam ducemus gradu
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    Name: Nero J. Octavian
    Age: 23
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    Sentence: two counts of first degree murder, five counts of second degree murder.
    Branch of Sin: Nero has the ability to manifest his blood into the shape of an arm. This arm has enhanced strength, he can also morph the arm to increase in length and likewise, has the ability to morph it into an arm sized blade and various other weapons if the need arises.
    Deadman Nickname: Iguana
    Personality: Nero has somewhat of an anti-social personality due to years of abuse at the hands of his foster parents, and refuses to trust anyone other then himself, and is quick to assume the worst of anyone who attempts to take his side.
    Biography:
    Nero was born to a loving family in Rome, he was raised until the age of five, when his parents were killed in a car crash; Nero was orphaned, and taken into a foster family at age six. There, he was constantly abused by both his foster parents, who threatened any of their foster children who dared to speak of calling the police or child protective services. Nero developed a survivalist mentality, even to the point of physically harming his foster brothers and sisters when they attempted to steal anything that belonged to him. At the age of seventeen, after Nero developed his muscular build, Nero put in motion what would lead to him fleeing Rome for the United States; the murder of his foster parents. On a rainy night in Italy, Nero took one of the guns from his foster father's cabinet (he was an avid collector of pistols and rifles) and shot both of his foster parents in their sleep, killing them instantly. When he attempted to flee the house, his foster brothers and sisters confronted him, scared for his life, Nero shot the remainder of his foster family in true survivalist instincts. Afraid for his life, Nero sprinted from the city, during the incident that would be known as the Red Hole of Rome, the giant earthquake hit Rome when Nero had reached it's outskirts, completely destroying all evidence of Nero's crime. Nero stowawayed on a ship to the United States some years later, becoming a nomad on the East Coast, the guilt of his former life always eating away at his soul. He learned the English language quickly as he took to a life of crime, from robbing stores for survival, to joining a gang and getting the appropriate tattoo on his left arm. After a stint in the Latin Kings, Nero fled the East Coast, quickly finding himself in the city of sin itself Las Vegas after once again travelling via trains and hitchhiking. Only a few months before our story's start, Nero found himself once again robbing a convenience store after midnight with a gun he had from his time in the Latin Kings. In the spur of the moment when the store clerk raised the alarm, he killed the clerk with a single shot to the head, and was found fleeing the scene some time later and was taken in for questioning, in a fit of absolute guilt he plead guilty to the charge of second degree murder, and even admitted to his past crime, landing himself a death sentence and a place in Vegas's Deadman Wonderland.

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    Name:Justin Thomas (Pronounced Toh-Maws)

    Age:29

    Gender:Male

    Appearance:Short, shaggy black hair. Casual-Wear usually consists of plain T-shirts of various colors with black and khaki slacks. In battle he dons a simple suit of black metal with a body-suitof black underneath it. Average build and a light complexion, he has an angular jaw-line with dark brown eyes.

    Sentence:34 counts of 1st Degree Murder. Attempted Armed Robbery.

    Branch of Sin: Blood solidifiesinto a long chain with a spear-tip at the end. About 10 feet long, the tip can cut almost anything and the chain can be used effectively also.The chain comes out of his hand, so it requires cutting his palm.

    Personality: Justin is a strategist. Hevaluescunningoverstrength and uses itaccordingly.Insteadof swinging blindly at a foe with a huge claymore, he would prefer waiting behinda wallto commence with a non-fatal take down. He values human life and understands that we only get one chance on the planet. Kind and considerate, but not stupid. He will never trust anyone after his teammate sold him out. Intelligent and speedy, he uses speed to his advantage. Paranoia is constantlycausing him to accuseotherpeople of thingsthatneverhappened in thefirst place. Missing the little brother he had when he was younger, he sometimes projects his emotional needs onto others and tries to take care of them.

    Biography: Born in Mittenwoch, Germany , Justin had the makings of a normal child at the time. 3 years after we was born, his family moved to Berlin because his father could not make enough income while working in a small town. Justin eventually enrolled in Grundschule(Elementary). He never played with any of the kids and never fought back against bullies. This continued throughout his life until Realschule(High school).

    The Red Holedevastated Berlin. Justin was 16 when this occurred. Everything was shaking and the area him was falling apart. He decided to run, but before he could a piece of room fell on him trapping and knocking him out until 3 hoursafterthedisaster had desisted. Fires were melting the metal frames that were keeping any more rubble from falling and he could hear screams from around the city. Running outside, everything was chaos. The calm people of the city had turned to looting and killing. He had to run home and help family to safety,but while running home we encountered looters trying to violate a woman. That wouldn't go by unpunished. Confronting them he held a lead pipe he uncovered from the rubble for protection. These men had guns though and he soon realized that it was over for him. Cornered with no where to run, he came to terms with himself. Raising him palmsto hisattackers,hehoped it would stop a few of the coming blows. The first shot went through his palm and his the wall behind him. Pain enveloped in hand and anger riddled his brain. Before anyone could react, his Branch of Sin was discovered. Impaling the attacker nearest to him through the cranium and into another ones shoulder. They scrambled and dropped their weapons, hoping to turn out like their friend.

    (Skip 11 years later)

    Justin never found his family. Probably crushed by the event that forever changed him. He moved back to Mittenwoch where he practiced his Branch of Sin until he had fully mastered it. Working as a Violin manufacturer had left hislifeemptyand hewanted out of hishomecountry. Hethought to himself. America. He had always wanted to visit, and he had good knowledge on the English language.That's what he would do.

    (Skip 2 Years Later)

    Justin had been in America for 1 1/2 years working as a card dealerin a Casino on theVegas Strip. He enjoyed and planned on staying there for as long as possible so he could save up enough for a trip to Hawaii. Fate had a different idea though. A seemingly normal day at the Card table was refreshing for Justin and he was ready to go home. Enter men in suits and ski masks. Think of a typical robber except more formal. Fully automatic weapons and large duffel-bags adorned their person. Shots fired. 2 men and a woman lay dead. Demands of huge sums of money laid on the table. Listen to the demands or more people die. Simple as that. The casino personnel were stubborn though and show no signs of handing over the money. More shots. A card dealer and everyone at the table murdered in cold blood. Justin had been hiding behind a slot machinewaiting to strike.Hecursed athimself for waiting to long while more people were killed. He struck. 2 of the men were chained together in the Branch of Sin and were thoroughly squeezed until spines were snapped. The rest of the masked men panicked and shot any civilian they could see. People were trampling other people and all the while guns were mowing others to a pulp. Justin quickly dispatched the assailants, but 34 people lay on the ground dead. Justin tried to leave the building through the backdoor, but S.W.A.T had already came. Flashbang, A Gun butt to the head and he was out. Long story short. He was convicted of every single murder in the casino that day. Given the Death sentence, he was transported to a privatePrisonFacility with thenameof..."Deadman Wonderland?"
    If there are no survivors, where do the stories come from?

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    Name: Philip Megido

    Alias: Gilla Monster

    Age: 27

    Gender: Male

    Appearance: Black, 6'', 160 Ibs. He's thin, not very strong nor fast.

    Sentence: 2nd degree murder, three counts

    Aggravated battery, two counts

    Branch of Sin: Philip's branch of sin is a passive one. It comes into play whenever Philip chooses and it doesn't affect him. He can turn his blood into acid and by allowing his opponent to be covered in his blood he can then turn it to acid and have his blood eat through his opponent. The blood acid can eat through most metals and organic substances.

    He pierced his tongue during his stay in Jail and got his nickname from his ability to spit out spurts of blood onto advancing targets and then turn the blood into acid.

    Personality: Philip tends to stay out of trouble. He doesn't like confrontations or having arguments with others. He spent his life going with the herd; having a job and finding a bride seemed like the natural thing to do.

    Biography: Born in Chicago, Philip went through the event unharmed. After the chaos that followed, Phillip was separated from his family. He had to survive on his own and avoid the gangs prowling the streets of the ruined city of Chicago. After having survived the event and the city, Phillips moved away from Michigan and settled down in Texas.
    He was harassed multiple times by some of the locals, until one day when they decided to teach him a lesson for dating a white woman. The five ganged up on his and beat him to a pulp and covered themselves in his blood in the process. When they were finished with him they talked about how they would punish his girlfriend too and that caused Philip to activate his branch of sin. Three of them died from the acid, their corpses horribly disfigured, while two others lost some of their limbs and became paralyzed.

    Even though he said he didn't attack them, he was sentenced to death. For some reason the jury was already swayed he attacked them brutally and didn't act in self defense.

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    Name: Evan Station

    Deadman Alias: Chameleon

    Age: 21

    Height: 5'9

    Weight: 195 lbs

    Apprearance: Fairly skinny in his original form and cannot deal too many blows from a strong powerhouse. But he makes up for it by his speed and agility. He became too obsessed with his Chameleon persona that he made a suit for it and started to paint his face.

    Personality: Evan is a happy young fellow, weird as well. He looks on the bright side of things and will do odd actions during any situation. At first glance he will look like a weakling who only loves peace harmony, just the way he likes it. In reality Evan is a clever person who uses people to his advantage, which is his specialty after all. With his branch of sin, it will only benefit Evan if he meets everyone that comes inside the prison, so he can mimic them. He has a habit of copying other people at what they do such as their habits and personality. Doing this he can always strike a person emotionally whenever things do not turn out into his favor.

    Crime and Sentence: 6 counts in 1st degree murder and 4 counts of rape in the 1st degree

    Branch of Sin Manifestation: Evan has the ability of mimicry. He covers himself in blood to transform himself into the person he sees. He can copy what they do as if they were looking into a mirror though he is not limited to that. But he can only copy one person at a time and he cannot change parts of his body while he in another form. In his original form he can do this, but his body will be weaker than the one he was previously in (Unless of course that body was weaker than him). While in his original form he prefers speed over power and tends to make sure he does not do anything to slow him down (Such as heavy layers of blood armor). In his original form he has the ability to form a chameleon tail that would assist him in his time of need as well as forming blood around his arms and legs. The blood on his tail, arms, and legs will begin spinning rapidly like a drill whenever he controls it to, the faster it spins the more damage it will do. While it is spinning he can launch out little arrow tips that also spins out of the blood to make it shoot at his opponents causing long range damage until the blood disappears. All of this takes a large amount of blood to do which is why he plans accordingly with techniques that require small amounts before using the big ones.

    Backstory: Evan was born in Toronto, Canada and that is where he had lived all of his life. His father was a successful business man and so was his mother. Both of them would usually leave Evan home with his twin sister and servicemen. Evan did not mind his parents out of town, because he gets to do what he wants inside the house without having to listening to anyone. Both siblings would often get into trouble with their caretakers when they were young, but when they got old enough they did not need one anymore.

    By the time Evan and his sister was sixteen they decided to join a club for the first time. It was a small club with only three girls and two boys not counting the siblings. Evan had never seen such beautiful girls before aside from his sister, after all they did do everything together. This was Evan’s turning point in life. Weeks passed by and the siblings had slowly earned the club member’s complete trust and it was time for a club meeting at the sibling’s place. As always their parents were out of town and the place had very little servicemen guarding due to the vacation week. This was planned for weeks and it was time to act.

    Hours passed when the students were last checked in Evan’s room. When the door opened Evan was seen sitting on the floor drawing with a dismembered finger covered in blood. The room had blood all over the place and chopped up bodies of the boys and the girls were less damaged but still cut in pieces. Evan was laughing and asked the serviceman if he wants to draw with him. When asked where his sister was, Evan claimed that she was in the chopped up pile with the boys after he raped her too. After the incident he was taken into custody and was sentenced to death in Vegas’s Deadman Wonderland. Evan felt proud of what he did, because he gets to see the world outside Toronto.

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    Name: Isac Noir

    Deadman Alias: Crocodile

    Age:20

    Height: 5'4"

    Weight: 157

    Appearance: A slender almost feminine physique, this is caused due to a great lack of proper nutrition in the cave he was trapped in. Dark brown hair..Not blue. Brown eyes.

    Personality: Isac has recovered greatly from the initial bouts of depression and madness brought on by his own actions. Isac believe those who take pleasure in killing, raping, and doing other horrible things to people as being sick in the head. Isac believes what brought him to do what he did was an inborn need ad addiction, something that he's not proud of but can't stop doing. For the most part, he's shy, and doesn't strike off to start conversation or anything else. Keeping to himself helps him cope. When push comes to shove, and he finds an opportunity to satiate his addiction, he pounces it in a psychotic frenzy. He firmly believes that he belongs in a mental hospital, not a prison.

    Crime and Sentence: 8 counts of first degree murder. 7 counts of gross inhumanity. Has one count of rape, but this is not true. The way a body was 'desecrated' only seems to imply this.

    Branch of Sin Manifestation: His branch of sin takes the form of two large and heavy maws that wrap around his arms. Littered with "teeth" in the mouths. Thees crocodile mouths are able to clamp down with literally tons of pressure. They can generate enough force to crush a tank like a soda can.


    Backstory: Isac was 13 when his parents divorced. His mother, no longer wanting anything to do with him or his little brother, left them to their father and never returned. His father was a good man, loving and caring, but Isac always felt there was an inviolable void when his mother left.

    To help the boys cope, their father decided to take them on a little exploration trip into one of the locale cave systems. All went well for the first few hours in, but on the return trip, disaster stuck. A small earthquake happened in their area, causing a cave in on top of he family. Isac's father was crushed from the waist down and in incredible pain. It only took a few minutes of his dad screaming in agony for Isac to take it upon himself to smash his head in with a rock, ending his suffering.

    Isac gave no warning before he did this, causing his brother to spiral into a state of shock. No matter how hard he tried to reconcile with him, the little boy could not accept what Isac had just done. The boys were without food and they had no idea how long they would be there. They were slowly starving to death, with the horrid smell of their rotting father being their only company. Isac's younger brother soon fell ill. The young boy was spasming wildly, and would not respond to Isac. Finally, Isac decided to enact the same mercy on him that he had done for his father.

    Isac was left alone and starving. At the brink of his despair, he looked upon the still fresh remains of his younger brother, and a terrible idea born from desperation came to his mind. A day later, rescue teams managed to dig into the part of the cave he was trapped in. What they found was a hungry and frightened boy sitting next to the half eaten remains of another dead one.

    Isac spent the next remaining years of his life in an orphanage, never to be adopted. People thought he would be damaged by the incident, and he was the subject of much mental evaluation.

    When Isac turned 20, something snapped in him. Taking a knife to his locale mall, he stepped into the mens restroom, and waited in the stalls. What followed was one of the most grisly tales in North Carolina history. Isac would pounce on, brutally murder,an then eat whoever happened to walk inside the bathroom. Isac was able to kill 7 men this way. When he finally stepped out, the restroom full of blood and bodies, He charged at the first person he saw( A young unfortunate woman.) and brutally cut her down. Authorities were called, and Isac stood there over the womans body, covered in blood and unmoving, until the police apprehended him. Isac was arrested and sentenced to death at Deadman Wonderland Vegas.

    The default state of all humans is madness. Sanity is a privilege, one that you must earn!


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    Weight:

    125 lbs

    Appearance:
    Beyond what you see in the picture Senshi is rather small and a bit lanky not very talented in strength or power, but what he lacks in strength he makes us for in intelligence and speed. Senshi embodies the characteristics of the viper being cunning, patient, and a quick striker. Senshi has blood red irises with snow white hair. Other than his small frame and his unique facial features he’s also double jointed.

    Personality:

    Senshi is a mysterious figure not being well known or even put into a description. He enjoys his enemies not know what he looks, acts, or sounds like; Senshi considers it almost like a game for the people who try to discover more about him. Senshi usually talks through his most trusted and loyal subordinates otherwise he is reserved and closed off. Senshi has a lack of remorse for the most part he has no care for his enemies or allies, if they get in the way he murders them or uses them as the trash they are. Senshi is a dark person he has no morals or ethics besides his own. Senshi has a headstrong nature and an overbearing feeling of superiority than most people that cross his path. Senshi always carries around a care free smile and implies sarcasm and politeness to his speech to throw off enemies thoughts or portrays of him.

    When Senshi is met with someone of interest he presents his case and acts as a gentleman by properly introducing himself not falling shy from his prowess and pride. Senshi is well soft spoken intelligent man and also quite polite. When speaking he make small talk or conversation acting casual and keeping himself professional. In battle if deemed necessary Senshi is very dangerous and has a provocative nature which toils with his opponents and let them feel his presence. When faced with danger he remains calm cool and collected not showing a sign of fear or alarm. The reason for this boldness is that Senshi usually comes up with multiple strategies before each clash making him prepared beforehand. Senshi's aspect of death is the epitome of his personality, he believes death is inevitable and there's no escaping it whether it occur natural or man-made. His tenacity and persona create a sense of fear in most which compliments him while it unsettles the rest.

    Crime and Sentence:
    18 counts of first degree murder, 4 counts of First Degree Murder of a Police officer, and the Destruction of a Hospital.

    Branch of Sin Manifestation:
    Senshi uses an unorthodox way of using his Branch of sin, since he has no real style. Senshi usually manifest his blood into small bullets either shot from his fingertips into a condensed pressurized state or multiple bullets from each site of his wounds. What separates him from the other Braches of Sin users is that he has the unique ability of heating up his blood to create a corrosive acid blood or simply put ‘Boiling’ blood. When his ‘Boiling’ blood touches a surface the blood begins to eat and corroded the surface away until the blood dissolves into steam. The more blood that is used the easier it is for the blood to eat through the surface of the material and also the type. Small amounts like his bullets can eat through clothes and skin whereas a large amount can eat through steal. Senshi carries around a small knife so when he needs to he can slice a part of his body and use the spray of his blood as a corrosive mist.

    Backstory:
    And so begins the story of how Senshi came to be. Before Senshi was born his parents had been citizen of a small city in japan that mostly no one knew of since it was such a small city. The city was relatively lively since everyone knew each other on a first and last name basis from the small population, the city wasn’t known for much apart from its lively economy, which was the only thing that kept the city afloat beyond the control of the government. Now Senshi's parents had both worked with the economy and had both grown to be very wealthy, their names were weighted heavy in the city for their outstanding funds. At the time they didn't know either one existed since they worked in two different types of work. His father being in charge of imports and exports, while his mother was in charge of financing the revenue and expenses of each major company. With such jobs that needed the utmost dedication and most of their time, it seemed the two didn't have time to burden themselves by going out and having friends. Their jobs were to demanding that the little time they had off they had spent sleeping preparing their bodies for the next day.

    Well, fortunately for them they had both moved to Tokyo for separate actions by their companies and they became familiar with Tokyo and its bustling erratic movement, it seemed like the city always had something important to do. During a festival in Tokyo everyone that was anyone was invited since it took up the streets and bar’s everywhere became packed along with restaurants. Awkwardly enough Senshi's parents had met at one of these bars in the busy Tokyo streets, they had gone with separate friends, but at the end of the night had ended up leaving together. What drew them together were each other’s personal characteristics. His dad had serene silver eyes that captured the light in a way it captivated people who looked into them. And his mother had lush flawless skin with beautiful auburn hair and a smile you couldn't say no to. Both had been passing glares to each other the whole night until his father finally mustered up the courage to have finally asked her on a date.

    The two kicked it off that night they painted the city red, celebrating, eating, and sharing laughs with one another. It was almost too good to be true, how in just one night they could find such a paradise that people only dreamed about. Now, fast forwarding a couple of years, the two finally settled down after his father asking her to move in with him, even though it wasn't the big question his mother had hoped for (marriage) she was still glad that they had took their relationship one step closer to that of marriage. They still had been working for the businesses they had started off as, but now they had been with their companies so long they gained benefits that would cover their own expenses and medical needs. By now Senshi's father popped the big question asking his mother to be with him forever. In tears she smiled and said yes making it the happiest days in both of their lives. The wedding had been gorgeous and over the top since they had the money to spend on it. Friends and family from all over the country came to see the two wed. Unfortunately during the time of the wedding a massive earthquake hit the surrounding area and unknowingly his two parents had consumed the nameless worm.

    By now they had saved enough money they could consider early retirement, but his mother had other plans. Those plans later turned into young Senshi being born, yes finally after an odd number of years he was born into the Expanding world, thus his own story beings. Both of his parents had retired from their job yet they lived the luxurious life. Together they raised Senshi into a smart and caring little boy, though he wasn't the spoiled kind. Growing up was easy for Senshi as he was taught by his parents at a young age. They had taught him the basics that every child should and then they began giving him books to read without the pictures.

    Years passed and now Senshi was able to speak fluently with great vocabulary and had excellent grammar he was about 11. For the next 10 years of his life he would begin to learn all there was to be known about science and medical studies. His parents had aged and now they were in there forties yet still lively. Senshi had took an interest in science and developed a knack for it, studying for hours upon hours when he got home, proud to present to his parents of what he learned in school that day. It was true his mind was more developed then the kids his age, but some say it was good genes, others called it good parenting, and most people just said he was a genius. They all took each compliment willingly and were embarrassed at how popular Senshi had gotten over the years. Senshi on his own was happy with his childhood and life he didn't have needs for games or being a ninja he wanted to just have more knowledge so he could carry on his family name and inherit his first son rights as successor to the family fortune.

    Two years passed and now Senshi was 13 and had been overcome with an obsession with the human anatomy and what fragile beings humans were. By now Senshi had finally begun to travel to public school instead of being taught at home since his parents wanted him to learn the meaning of having companions. During his school year the teacher’s and administrator had been playing around the idea of going on an out of school field trip. They would take a handful of students and take them out to camp in the countryside by the mountains so they could explore nature and the caves that had been made long before the buildings and steel that made Tokyo. Senshi was excited to go and his parents gave him the permission to go on the trip with the rest of his classmates and his friends.

    It seemed as though everything was going according to plan. The school was closed for the week, they had enough supplies to last them through the week, and the kids were filled with adventure. They took a bus out of the city to a desolate land where no skyscrapers or buildings were made and the weather was quite chilly. From the bus they began to hike led by the Administrator who had a map of the area around him. And simple enough there was a trail that led the through a forest and higher up into the mountains. Laughing and fun could be heard behind the Administrator as the teachers talked to the students and the students mingled with each other, but something began to puzzle the Administrator, he was lost. A quick glance, a turn of the map, a squint, he was indeed lost and his pride prevented him from asking for help since he arranged the entire thing.

    Ignoring the fact he was lost he decided to take control of the expedition and follow his sense of direction and where he was headed originally. Everyone else was completely unaware of where they were going and when they asked the administrator if he knew where they were headed, he always gave a weary smile, and said yes. But aspirations began to grow shallow since they hadn’t made it to their camp and the sun began to set. Furthermore as he tried to calm them the kids grew weary as well and began to grow hungry and tired. Then things went from bad to worse when the sky began to fog up with dark grey clouds and the familiar sound of thunder struck the air. Rain began to downpour unto the group and the rest of the forest. Scared now they all began to panic before the administrator directed them to an open cave where they could rest in.

    They rushed to the cave and poured in one by one until they were in a mass huddle. Wet, Scared, and tired they hung onto the teachers and waited out the storm. The administrator had begun to whisper to the other teachers telling them that indeed they were lost. Chattering filled the cave and despair steadily rose in each of the teachers while the administrator felt like a recluse. The thunder became louder and the lightning became more reoccurring until it rang just outside of the cave. And then finally the lightning struck at the cave and the rock and sediment above the cave crumbled and incased the opening into a rock prison. The children screamed and cried themselves to sleep until the next morning, very few streams of light poked through the creases in the rock. Time after time the teachers tried to break through the prison, but the more they tried the more rocks covered the entrance. Weeks dragged on without any contact to the outside world and it felt like no one was going to look for them now.

    Slowly but surely they all began to lose their willpower, the food and supplies they had begun to shrink in size and the teachers began to sacrifice their portions to the kids so they could survive instead of going to sleep hungry. However as the supplies shrank in size the adults began to grow weak and had befallen into sickness from not eating and burning to much energy. Being the oldest and most knowledgeable on the human body and medicine Senshi looked after their supervisors, with limited supplies he tried the best he could to keep them alive, but was defeated when they had all died one by one; either from insanity or hunger and dehydration. Senshi never felt so alone and discarded, it was only him and the other children now and the isolation had begun to drive them mad.

    Senshi and the rest of them had begun to lose their humanity and became animalistic, being the only one who kept his will, Senshi defended himself from the rest of the boys and separated him from the rest. Yet the hunger kept swinging at him, his hope was quickly diminished when no one from the city had gone to retrieve them, maybe they would never come to get them, and how would they know where the cave was now that it was covered in rocks. That night Senshi had begun to fall asleep, he hadn't slept in days in fear something would happen to him, or he would miss his chance at rescue, little did he know he was making a big mistake. When he fell asleep the other kids formed around him, targeting Senshi because he was alone and weak. Crazed, starving for food, the children pounced on Senshi and held him down. Senshi immediately woke up in a panic, his eyes wide open as the fear and horror illuminated his eyes.

    Senshi tugged and pulled yet to no avail, he had tried screaming, but that wasn't working either. All Senshi could do was cry and hope they would stop, that's when he felt the teeth of one of his fellow classmates sink into his skin. The children grew barbaric and ravenous chomping away at his skin and muscle. Senshi tugged and pulled the pain surged through him he felt like he was dying slowly and there was no way out, he would soon pass out from blood loss, thinking to himself this was the last moments of his life, he then tugged for freedom trying to think of a solution out. He was running out of time the kids had already gotten to the bone which they began to break, they had been wanting the marrow from inside his bones, they had been starved for weeks and this was their first chance at something to eat, they were almost in a ritualistic manner devouring his arm with blood riddled over their faces.

    Senshi screamed, it was a blood curdling high pitched scream, he screamed so loud he nearly exhausted his oxygen supply. Hopefully his efforts wouldn't be in vain. Senshi had caught a glimpse of what happened before he passed out from blood loss, his blood formed into a liquid shape and almost on whim with his scream the blood attacked the boys and then nothing. Oddly enough Senshi awoke the next day alive? Yes he was alive, but how? Senshi had shot straight up thinking he was in a nightmare, he touched his face, but there was something different his touch was cold. Blinking a few times he looked around him with his vision still blurred. Blinking into focus he saw a blanket of light fill the room and when he looked down he saw his fellow classmates all dead around him. Shocked and scared by the sight he began to not cry, but laugh. He laughed until his eye’s shot into different directions and his hands drilled into his face.

    He had finally been shattered and broken into a deranged sadomasochist, to him the site was beautiful and as he laughed the wounds that hadn’t healed had ripped open again. But instead of bleeding the blood formed into the liquid he had shot out before he died. Senshi realized he was mysteriously able to control his blood on whim. The boys around him appeared to be burnt to nothing but small patches skin and bone. And the rocks that blocked the path to freedom seemed to have succumbed to the same effects as the boys around him. The rocks had been reduced to scorched rubble; Senshi walked outside resting one hand on the cave and felt the sun warm his flesh. After walking almost endlessly back to his house he was escorted by the police to the hospital. He told the police in the report where he had left the children and the teachers and that he did it all. When the police left and Senshi had been fully healed he erupted in a bloodlust and killed all his doctors and nurses and then destroyed the hospital with them. Before he could escape he was quickly apprehended and sent to Deadman Wonderland Vegas strapped down into a stretcher and a white vest.

    Genius work by Chibisuke Chan

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    Name: Lily

    Deadman Alias: Glass Lizard

    Age: 21

    Height: 5’8

    Weight: 142

    Apprearance: Lily always keeps her hair straight and long enough to make little figures out of them. Unlike her brother, she does not wear any goofy clothing. Instead she just wears a black t-shirt with a pink small skull and crosses in the middle of her chest, she also wears light blue skinny jeans that are somewhat torn. The habit of not wearing any shoes applies to her still.

    Personality: Like any siblings both Evan and Lily would often fight, except Lily is the hot headed one. She would often cuss and scream at her brother. Lily does not want to admit it, but she deeply cares for Evan. She is very bright to be around and is shy about meeting new people she does not know. She never did have any proper communication with others aside from her brother. Lily can get jealous very easily and will go to extreme measures just to get attention. Lily has her own weird habit of making little figures with her hair and making them communicate with others to overcome her shyness, sometimes she would draw faces on her hand too.

    Crime and Sentence: 5 counts in first degree murder

    Branch of Sin Manifestation: Lily has the ability to freeze her own blood into red ice. Anything that come in contact with her blood will turn into ice, but ice cannot be spread far away from the blood itself. This gives her an increase in reach and puncture with any type of attack. Her specialty though is having the ability of freezing other people’s blood rendering them unable to be controlled by the owners. The weakness with her ability is that she is still human and will suffer from the effects of ice surrounding her body which are not protected by the blood. Due to the spread of the ice surrounding the blood, she cannot fully protect herself from frostbite unless Lily herself was fully covered in blood. It is hard to tell at first that her blood is really ice until it comes into contact with something, first time around it will just look like any normal solidification of blood. Lily prefers to do close combat with an ice shield and a small blood ring around her wrist that has spikes coming out towards her hand every time she makes a punch.


    Backstory: Lily and Evan were both born in Toronto, but both were adopted by the Station family. Lily disliked having the Station last name or any last name branded next to the only name she knows. Both Evan and Lily had bracelets when they are little that only had their first names, their real last name is unknown to them. Ever since she was little, Lily always wanted to be the center of attention.

    Evan was the only person that Lily had a deep connection to, she had no real feelings for their adoptive parents as they were out on their trips most of the time. Her life was balanced as all of the attention went into her. As they were growing up, Evan became friendlier towards others and introduced his friends to Lily. Back then Lily was extremely shy than she is now and since then she picked up her habit of using her hair to talk to people while she hides behind it. People found this weird, but it still gave her lots of attention.

    Then came the time when they entered highschool, Evan was seeking out a club for them to join. Both Evan and Lily were recognized as the weird twins yet they still managed to win people over. When they joined the club, Evan had a look in eyes at the three girls in the club which made Lily uneasy, she knew that they would be trouble. As days passed, Lily payed close attention to Evan and his actions. As the only one who known Evan since he was born, she knew that he was into the three girls. All of the attention was going to Evan and she tried her best to win her brother back, but nothing worked. She would always find Evan on the phone, going out on his own and spent very little time with Lily. She planned to erase the three at their next club meeting at her house.

    When the time came, Lily called one girl at a time into her room with a cloth in one hand and a butcher’s knife in the other. The last girl managed to scream before she was killed that made the two boys rush to where the sound was. One of them found themselves in Lily’s room while the other came at a later time looking for the other one. Then Evan came in last looking at Lily not surprised. Lily stared back at him smiling saying that both of them can play together again while laughing maniacally.

    Evan then stated that everything went according to plan and Lily just stood there confused. This was when Evan explained to them their weird blood powers. Lily never knew she had an ability and neither did Evan up until when they entered highschool. He knew about Lily’s attention problem and used it to cause the murders, well actually he wanted her to put all of them asleep before she tried to kill them, but the last girl ruined it forcing Lily to kill everyone. Evan wanted to stick to his original plan and burn the house down making it ruled as a suicide or accidental deaths for all them, except they would be out of the house under new aliases. It was too late though, Evan heard the servicemen coming up and forced Lily to climb out the window which was safe to get down unharmed. Evan stayed and took the fall for Lily because if they both disappeared then they would be considered still alive. He closed the down and used his branch of sin to make the room messier, and then the door opened right after he sat down drawing with a dismembered finger…

    With each passing day since the event, Lily was living in shame and guilt. She wanted to start a new life in America with the money she had left. She illegally crossed the border and walked around the states trying to earn money and venture far away from Toronto as possible. She traveled alone while keeping her hair company trying to mimic Evan. Then she remembered what he said about their abilities. Lily came up with a plan to master her branch of sin and bust Evan out of prison so they can live together in freedom once more. This gave Lily plenty of confidence and performed ‘magic’ tricks to earn some money. After years of training her branch of sin, she confessed to the murders and was sent to the Vegas Deadman Wonderland with only one goal in mind and that is to free Evan and live together in freedom once more.

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    Name: Kazuhiko "The Fist" Fujimura
    Age: 31
    Height: 6'7" or 2m
    Weight: 303lbs or 137.75kg

    Crime and Sentence: Twelve counts of First Degree Murder, Sixteen counts of Assault with intent to kill.

    Appearance: Never wears a shirt so as to access his dangerous abilities more efficiently. Usually wears jeans or khaki pants with heavy combat-style boots.

    Branch of Sin/Augmented Undertaker Abilities: Kazuhiko is a strange case. His Branch of Sin is a passive one... but deadly nonetheless. Kazuhiko doesn't rear a shirt for one reason... he absorbs any blood that touches him, and his Branch of Sin converts the blood into sheer muscle power, increasing his already impressive strength. He often doesn't use his ability as an Undertaker, which is to negate other Branches of Sin... specifically FOR that reason.

    Personality: Kazuhiko is INCREDIBLY easy to offend, as he was tormented as a child due to his massive size. He gets violent rarely, but lets others know that if he did, they wouldn't survive the experience.

    Backstory: Kazuhiko was born in Tsuru, Japan. He lived a happy life as a normal child up until he was in high school. As puberty hit him, he exploded in size compared to the other boys around him. At fifteen, he was already 6'1" and 205lbs. This led to massive teasing from other students despite his massive frame and athleticism. Giant, Freak, Monster, Frankenstein... the kids were relentless. After a while, he couldn't tolerate it any longer, and slammed another boy into the lockers during gym class. This led to a fight that had all but a few of the boys ganging up on him. He was strong, but no match for nearly twenty other students.

    His father was disappointed in him when he came home, and gave Kazuhiko a look that would forever stay with the boy. It was at that moment that his family chose to pack up and move to the United States. They knew it would be different, but they would manage. The family settled in Toledo, Ohio. A busy little port city right on Lake Erie. Kazuhiko resumed his schooling and graduated with a good GPA of 3.6 out of 4. His father was rather pleased that he had stopped being a hellion and straightened up, and gave the boy a year to do as he pleased before starting college.

    Kazuhiko started going to a gym to bulk himself up. Ever since the incident in Tsuru, he had wanted to be a mixed martial arts fighter. He knew he had the build and endurance for it... so why not? It was good money if you could get sponsered. And so he began training his body with brutal weightlifting and heavy cardio. He supplimented his workouts with classes in Shorin-Ryu Karate and Juijutsu, both of which could make good use of the young man's great strength and size.

    Ten years later...

    Kazuhiko was now a successful MMA Fighter and business owner. His Gyms and Dojos in Toledo were doing well, and he had even purchased a building in Detroit, Michigan as he had the resources to expand. Unfortunately, his Detroit facility would not stand for long... as one day while he was there teaching... the Detroit Red Hole Incident occured. Kazuhiko attempted to save some of his students as the building started to come down, but could not save more than a few of them... he was only one man. He was buried under debris... listening to the screams of his students as they were crushed one by one by the collapsing structure.

    The pained man struggled to find some sort of way to stand... but could not. The debris was too heavy for even one as strong as him to move. More screaming... then silence. Kazuhiko saw a dark fluid on the floor near where he was buried. It was the blood of one of his students. An unremarkable boy named Jonathan. But despite lack of skill, the kid kept trying. Just like he did when he was training. Kazuhiko reached out to him... but he was dead. Impaled through the abdomen by a broken length of copper pipe.

    That was the last straw... he HAD to get up. He HAD to save any surviving students. Unbeknownst to Kazuhiko... Jonathan's blood suddenly seeped into Kazuhiko's cuts and scrapes, giving the man even greater strength. Suddenly, as if from a massive adrenaline rush, Kazuhiko burst forth from the rubble he was trapped under. As quickly as he broke free, he cried out to his students. Several more called out to him. He immediately went to work freeing them, and ended up saving a total of twelve children that day.

    Three Years Later...

    This was the biggest match of Kazuhiko's life. He was fighting for the Heavyweight Title on National Television. His foe was somewhat smaller than him, but still an imposing 6'3" and 264lbs. The fight was going off without a hitch until a punch thrown by Kazuhiko split the man's eyebrow open. Normally not a problem, the smaller man immediately started grappling with the larger... smearing his blood onto Kazuhiko's chest. ... he absorbed it... and became just a bit stronger. This trend continued until the match was decided. Kazuhiko won by a landslide.

    In the locker room, his opponent came up and insulted him. "Hey Freak. I know you're fucking juicing. Just come clean now before I have to fuck your giant ass up." Already tense from the fight, the insults caused the man to snap. A large hand grasped the face of the smaller man and drove the back of his head into the concrete wall. "Don't..." another slam... "... you..." another... "... ever... talk shit... to me... again!" Each pause was accompanied by another slam of the man's skull against the wall... each slam loosing more of the man's blood... all that blood increasing Kazuhiko's strength.

    What happened after was a blur... flashes of the moments after still occur in the man's memory at random. But what he clearly remembered next, was waking up in shackles. Apparently he had went on a rampage... killing twelve men, six of them other fighters, and injuring sixteen of the attending crowd. He was sentenced to death at the newly built Deadman Wonderland facility in Las Vegas. ... and the Warden Administrator had special plans for this one. He was toyed with and had his gift altered slightly... he was now...

    An Undertaker...

    Theme Song: Die Motherf***er Die by Dope
    Last edited by Beta; 06-29-2012 at 07:41 AM.
    The die is cast, and you're too late... the rest is up to chance. Forget the past, and tempt your fate... in this most deadly dance.


    Quaestio nostra est aeterna
    Ultima requies fons vitae
    Sed eam ut voluntas novam ducemus gradu
    Et ita nos vivere aeternum
    Etiam deos invidebit nobis

    Don't speak Latin? Google it.

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    Name: Solenne Nocturne
    Deadman Alias: Death Adder
    Age: 21
    Height: 6'2
    Weight: 70 KG
    Apprearance: Only difference to the pic is an open black shirt
    Personality: Solenne is a recluse. He hates talking and people in general and prefers to listen to the voices in his head. He is a schizophrenic with a dissociative identity disorder. He is extremly soft spoken when he is forced to socialize and his sentences dont often make sense as he tends to argue with himself.

    His other personality is aggresive, sadistic and masochistic. This personality cannot seem to speak and often growls, he becomes increasingly savage with time and often will try to kill anything in sight.

    Crime and Sentence: 12 accounts of murder in the first degree, 13 accounts of murder in the second degree and 25 accounts of mayhem. ((all this occured in his rampage))

    Branch of Sin Manifestation: Blood becomes massive twin tendrils that project from his hands. They can solidify when they hit an enemy and even become razor sharp in Solenne wishes. The strength of the whips decrease with the length. When they are short he can use them like short swords, when they are long he keeps them flexible and whip like to lash enemies from a distance. As such he is quite capable in long and short range combat, but isnt immensely strong in either forms.

    Backstory:
    Solenne was born to an absolutely unremarkable family and with one blind eye. He was a quite child and grew up with his imaginary friends which his parents accepted....until it became obvious that it wasnt just an overactive imagination that cause Solenne to talk to himself.

    Going through his early teens, Solenne continued to become more and more reclusive. the voices in his head keep getting louder and louder and eventually even became an entire other personality. His school life was....troublesome at the least, school mates bullying and picking on the oddly haired and silent boy. This continued for years and years until....finally, one bully pushed him too far.

    Something triggered in Solenne's head, his eyes closed for a spilt second and he got woozy on his feet before hunching over slightly. Blood ripped from his veins and a gutteral growl ripped from his throat. The group that had bullied him started to be wary of this change. The blood become solid and Solenne ripped through the group in a flash. Solenne growled more and went off on a rampage.

    He wound up on the steps of his home, they hid him for a few month but the law caught up with them. The case did not go through for years and eventually Solenne was sentenced to death at Deadman Wonderland.

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