This is a High-Casual, realistic, vigilante RP.
A large billboard right outside the slum district rises above the crumbling dilapidated buildings, it reads:
Welcome to Blackstone! The Shittiest Place on Earth
The name of the city on the billboard,Blackstone, had been crossed out and renamed appropriately with red spray paint. Looking down the street the poverty of the area was blatantly visible, abandoned complexes, graffiti covering the walls, and tired people who have lost their will to live, roaming the street. From here you could see the skyscrapers of the business area of town a dazzling sight when put in contrast of the slums.
Hands behind his back, a large man stood at the window of his office looking down at the streets of Blackstone with a dark grimace, he wore an expensive black business suit custom fitted, Armani. He was very tall and had a strong muscular build, but his most peculiar feature was the dog mask which he wore, it seemed to make him look like a beast in human's clothing. He was known as Mad Dog ,one of the undisputed kingpins of the drug trade in Blackstone, anyone who wanted their product in Blackstone went to him, anybody who didn't was put down, brutally and with animal-like ferocity.
Splendora is the Co-GM for this RP and can accept characters
Welcome to Blackstone Nights, a unique High-Casual RP telling the story of a heroine first starting her work to clean up the crime-ridden city of Blackstone. The main character is played by Splendora and all other players play as the villains, challenges, and citizens of the city. Much like a comic book.
The point of this RP is to create an origin story for the main hero. This was inspired by the Dark Knight Trilogy, The TV series Arrow, and all other forms of entertainment media that tell the origin stories of superheroes.
Other players will be playing antagonist and supporting roles to create a, hopefully, deep and fun storyline. The recurring villains of any superhero are what make the story.
Here are some quick notes:
-The time period is set in a modern time period. In terms of technology, think Batman.
-Blackstone is the setting of the story, it is a large city with large class differences between the rich and the poor. Crime-rate is currently at an all-time high within the city due to gangs, mafia, and the drug trade.
-Splendora will be playing the main heroine, she will pretty much be the only real hero in the city for now
-Eventually if it gets far enough we can introduce superheroes visiting from other cities and maybe even give the heroine a sidekick
-This is a no-superpower RP, as in Batman, Green Arrow, and Daredevil, not Superman, Green Lantern, or the X-Men
-The theme of this RP will be dark, and pretty much everything goes, except extreme gore and any thing 18+ should be taken to PMs
Here are some rules:
-Make your characters detailed and keep away from Mary Sues, nobody is perfect ,give them human flaws
-Make as many characters as you want, within reason.
-Minimum of 2 paragraphs for the history section of the CS
-Be fair in combat, I'm hoping that everyone knows how to fight in an RP correctly, if you don't please just PM me
-Be respectful to each other OOC and IC
-Don't control another's character without permission from them, if they have stopped posting I'll give permission
-Please give prior notice before being absent for extended periods of time
-I'm hoping, HOPING, that we can do a post per day, if you can't that's understandable but 1 Post per Day is what I'm HOPING will be the flow of the RP and the general expectation of the participants, if this is too much, it can be changed
-The story should mainly revolve around Splendora's character
-Strong grammar and English skills required.
Here is the CS for villains and others
Role (Villain, Citizen, Other?):
Skillset(What can they do, what do they excel at?):
Current Status(Job,location, stuff like that):
There is no story, only the imaginations of the players, and whatever kind of superhero the heroine becomes is entirely dependent on the experiences and challenges she encounters.
Name: Caitlin Froemming
Alias?: Hasn't been created, particularly due to her desire to stay unidentified by criminals and police alike
Skillset: Acrobat, good with gadgets, works well with others, detective skillsets and situation awareness.
Items/Accessories/Weapons: As an average person working in secret, Caitlin put together a kit of tools to help her in her mission to purge the city of crime.
PVS 14 (Single eye night vision) with web and plastic face mount
Utility belt with pouches for stun grenades (I.E Flashbang), pouch for vision and mount when unattached. Adjustable for different missions.
Stolen Prototype Active Denial System (Device that fools the nervous system into thinking that the person is on fire, I.E feeling like they're on fire without doing real physical harm)
Specially constructed Light Body Armor Suit. Projects against most handguns.
M-26 Taser with Cartridges
Animal Tranquilizer rifle and pistol
M50 Joint Service General Purpose Gas and NBC Mask
Variety of tear gas grenades. Some can be thrown while others must be fired.
Riot control tear gas launcher
Basic components for improved explosive devices minus explosive materials themselves
Description; She is a small, slender girl, with a light complexion. Her sparkling blue eyes are set under long eyelashes on her heart-shaped face, with long, blonde hair falling down to rest midway past her back. Her pert nose sits above her full, pink lips, curving often into a tempting pout. Her slender neck leads down to a full chest, which juts out obviously on her little frame. Her lean stomach leads down to a trim waist, completing her hourglass figure, with a round, heart shaped rear. She skips a little with the sway of her body as she moves, with long, smooth legs leading down to a pair of dainty feet.
Personality: Deceivingly positive and upbeat when not masquerading as a heroine, Caitlin is singularly focused and fiercely determined to achieving her goals. She believes that crime can no longer be left to corrupt politicians and police to resolve, and hopes that her example will inspire others to follow in her footsteps. Given her extracurricular activities, she's reluctant to open up to others out of fear that she'll be exposed. In spite of her recent reclusive nature, she's supportive and tries to be helpful to others.
History: Having been born to a loving father and mother, Caitlin experienced a normal and healthy childhood with all of its trappings. It wasn't until adolescence that she really began to notice that life in the city was becoming worse; neighborhoods that she'd played in were now plagued by drug trafficking and weren't safe for those not affiliated with their respective criminal elements. Entire districts in the urban centers that had been bad were now hellish, and the newspapers and television revealed a system beginning to buckle under the weight of corruption. The police tasked with tackling the problem instead added to its difficulties as they accepted bribes at best to look the other way and at worst to actively engage in unlawful actions. As a teen, Caitlin had hated these issues but remained dedicated to the more immediate concerns of school, family, and friends.
Her world changed at age sixteen when her parents were killed in a car accident. It wasn't related to crime in any way; a car had turned in front of them one night and the wreck had killed everyone but the responsible party, but the experience shattered her previously docile and happy life. Angry, Caitlin began to withdraw from her friends and began to take interest in other pursuits. Gymnastics and acrobatics had provided an outlet, but more unhealthy desires took hold in her newfound interest of non lethal weapons. It wasn't until her eighteenth birthday that she truly was free to indulge in their pursuit; her parents had been well to do, leaving her a house and an inheritance of close to a million dollars.
Free to embrace her new hobbies, Caitlin began to take notice as the rot of crime spread further and further; she wasn't ready to fight it, but she was ready enough. Buying what she could legally buy, her other missions to date had been less legal pursuits of theft to put together a kit capable of fighting the formidable threat posed to her. At just after her twentieth birthday, Caitlin finally felt like she could make a stand against criminals abuses while having a semblance of a chance of survival.
Currently unemployed and living in an inherited home in the suburbs.
Other Heroes (All spots taken)
Role (Villain, Citizen, Other?):Vigilante
Skillset(What can they do, what do they excel at?): Apollo is best with a bow, away from danger but if he has to he is okay with his baton.
Folding Bow, police baton
Special Spray paint that shines bright yellow when in light
(except he wears this mask:http://www.ioffer.com/img/item/125/6...-ma50-95eb.jpg
Personality:Jordan is an out going spontaneous man with a heart of gold. Until a few years ago since then he has been an emotional wreak, his art is dark now to it's usual sunny flare, he became anti-social and stopped talking to people, got into heavy drinking and doesn't care about anyone except himself.
History: Jordan was a nice guy, he was helpful,respectful,and even had a knack for art, having a few of his sunny,happy pieces hung in an art gallery for all to see, he was happy with his nice studio apartment and beautiful girlfriend Crystal who was the source of his inspiration. But one day on the way from work on a rainy Friday night she was aped and murdered, Jordan was the first to discover her body, driving to work because she had been over an hour late then usual.
This crushed Jordan, her dead body was all he could think about for weeks. But the death opened his eyes he began to see what the city was really like. And started to paint what he saw, hateful people and shady characters, in all of his pieces the sun was blocked out, a big black circle, when asked about this he would just say 'Because the light of the sun ignores this hell hole of a city. He started to drink and he lost his nice apartment and was moved into a small apartment downtown.
But recently his pieces started to change, small patches of color form on the city sometimes just one brick, others buildings
or full parks full of laughing and playing children and happy families, the sun on his paintings began to open little by little with each passing piece.
Current Status(Job,location, stuff like that):Local artist
Other: sorry if i made him seem like a super hero, he's not he will be thinking what he does is good though some times what he does will bring the city into deep and deeper chaos. Like stealing from a jewelry store, to stopping a drug runner.
"I have a policy in this line of work, Brutality. Violence and mercilessness so excessive no one dares cross the name Mad Dog"
Name: Once went by "Aaron Ackley", a name long abandoned.
Alias: Mad Dog
Role: Villain , Head-honcho of the drug trade
-Huge physique- Standing at a tall 6'9",with broad shoulders and a muscled chest, Mad Dog naturally commands fear from those below him. He is extremely strong and has made use of this in the past.
-Organized Crime Genius- With his years of experience and his deep, business-first mindset, Mad Dog has developed an incredible talent for running illegal activities near flawlessly.
-Scary- Being tall and muscled are scary, but his mask is his identifying feature. A ferocious dog mask inspires fear in his enemies and demands absolute loyalty from those below him.
-Leadership- With a deep voice and his physique, he commands respect and loyalty from those who follow him. Absolute zero-tolerance to traitors and snitches also keeps his men in-line.
-Deceptive- Lying and deceiving come naturally to him after years of working in the underworld
-No mercy- Crossing Mad Dog means having your entire family tree killed and all of your friends killed too, each kill just as violent and cold as the last
-Metal Baseball Bat- His trademark weapon of choice and the same bat that he used to violently put himself at the top.
-Desert Eagle .44 Magnum- With his huge muscles, Mad Dog can shoot with this pocket-rocket one handed.
-Dog Mask- Along with creating a scare factor, it is extremely hard to break and offers head-protection.
-Pet Dogs- Mad Dog keeps 5 Personally-trained Rottweilers as pets and weapons with their nasty temper and sharp teeth.
-The Pack- The name of his gang, one of the largest in the city and most-likely the wealthiest. They have access to military-grade weapons and run most of Blackstone's drug trade.
Appearance: Standing at 6'9", Mad Dog is a giant in human's clothing. He is well-muscled with broad shoulders and huge arms the size of bowling balls. His hands are large enough they can grip a throat one handed, and strong enough to choke it just as easily. His facial features are not-known, but if you got close to his face you could see behind his mask he has almond-brown eyes. He has feet that rival most basketball-players and a shoe size just the same. His mask depicts a vicious beast-like dog, and mirrors it's wearers innate personality and instinct. He never takes it off and prefers to eat alone and sleep alone too. The mask can be seen at the beginning of the CS. Usually, he wears a black custom fitted Armani suit with black gloves and black dress shoes.
Personality: Mad Dog can be described as vicious and volatile. He is quick to violent means and even quicker to anger. While he won't kill uncontrollably, he still has killed in anger before. He is generally serious and is always doing business. While lives lavishly and has lackeys, he still prefers to do work himself, that includes meeting with other crime lords, running his operation, and killing. He is not, however, against having others do work for him, as shown by his history of hiring assassins. He is completely cold and taking the life of another is simply a means of doing business and achieving personal vendettas.
History: Born in the slums, to a working girl who abandoned him immediately, Aaron or Mad Dog, was, in a sense, the personification of the rags-to-riches dream. He was involved in the drug trade already at the age of 6 and was used as a vendor for heroin. No cop would suspect a child, and he was never caught. Even at a young age, he was innately aware of what he was doing and still showed no remorse for it, he even began putting money aside for himself.
At age 10, Aaron was officially a member of the underworld, selling drugs and even taking part in gang shootings was commonplace for the would-be crime lord. All children have role-models, even Aaron, and his role-model was the leader of the gang he was in, his name was Ivan Mendeleev, or more commonly known as "The Russian". While his empire was nothing what Mad Dog's would be in 15 years, he was an idol to look up to, while not a healthy idol, still he was somebody Aaron aspired to be, and he would, in a way. At age 20 in a fit of rage towards Ivan for docking the young Drug Distributor's cut, Aaron wearing a dog-mask to hide his identity, used a metal baseball bat and brutally beat The Russian to death in a meeting with the rest of the city's crimelords. Covered in blood and brain matter, Aaron turned to the group and declared his control of Ivan's territory and gang. Little did the crimelords know that they were witnessing the birth of Mad Dog. What followed was the creation of The Pack, the gang controlled by Mad Dog and their rise to the top. Eventually the mask changed from a means of hiding his identity, to a symbol of his ferocity and criminal power.
-Short Temper- Being quick to anger makes him scary but it also makes him reckless at times, making it a double-edged sword
-Slow-Being tall and muscled makes him slow and out maneuvered easily.
Current Status: Using a puppet company, Labrador Inc., Mad Dog runs The Pack with little opposition. At this point he controls almost all drug trade in the city and runs just as much of its organized crime. He lives in a penthouse suite of the company building.
Prodigal Son (Otherwise known as "Prodigy" )
Prodigy has a gift when it comes to the forms of martial combat, studying the opponent before making his quick witted strike. His strength isn't as high- value as most of the other criminals that are around Blackstone, but that doesn't excuse him of being a threat. His brawn is of that of a man who tends to work on his muscle building, though in his case, removing things that are in his way. Immediately.
- Martial Arts- His skill is gathered from years of fighting, his self taught nature gives him an edge in combat.
- Skill with escrima sticks- Prodigal favors this choice weapon due to it's quick and precise fighting.
- Stealth- With years of sneaking about, he can find the tiniest of shadow to vanish in, though this tactic is last resort.
- High Intellect- Brainpower is what has kept Prodigal alive, and he intends to keep using his brain in order to do so.
- Persuasion Fluid- If needed, information gathering with him is a near-second nature. Whether torture induced, or by using a flirtatious tongue, he is always quick to use what resources he has in order to get what he wants.
-Acrobatics- Richard is was a talented student at a local training center before his accident, giving him a higher agility rating.
- Special enhanced Kevlar bodysuit, good at deflecting minor ballistics, and hand-to-hand jabs.
- Mask, with built in night vision/ heart monitor
- Utility Belt, carrying chip implants, and shock flashes.
- Mother's Bird Necklace; A treasured material that is always hanging around his neck.
- Military Grade explosive charges (smaller versions)
- Hacking material wrist plate
- Escrima Sticks, lightweight baton-like weapons, with an enhanced shock feature on the tips.
In some ways, Richard is a sociopathic young man. Yet, in others, he can be devious, playful, or downright unnerving. Truly, he has no one set personality like other villains who have had a bit more...experience. In his case, he will always have a remnant of who he once was, yet that will be a far reach away from what he is now. But there all the same. Though, when it comes down to the nitty-gritty, Prodigal does his job, ridding everyone in the way without so much as a blink of his eye. Though what lies beneath his exterior shell....Perhaps no one will truly know.
Richard Thomas was born into a mixed world, one not many would ever think possible. His mother, a crime goddess. Father, a hero within the dark of the city. Fortunately though, he never knew his father, mother having slaughtered him in his sleep. But, truthfully his life was contempt. After he had been born, his mother had done everything she could to keep her son from finding out her dark past, one she had given soon after giving birth, in fear for her child's safety.
He was given an opportunity in school, ranking high above his other classmates in both scholastic's and sports. One thing he loved more than anything else however, was hacking. The very subject his father had been known for. The very subject that unleashed the encrypted information of his mother's secretive past. For the normal teen, discovering his mothers gruesome history was frightening. He had unlocked the files, sending them to the police believing that he was doing society a justice, when he didn't yet know that his mother had been the mysterious murderess known as "Free Bird"
He probably wouldn't have taken a notice to it had he not seen the bird necklace that completed the costume. The same one his mother wore, hidden beneath the collar of her shirt or blouse each day. The rest passed by in a flash. The boy warning his mother, she quickly fumbling for her keys, pushing him into the dark Lamborghini. The roar of the engine, the police sirens, the rain, the squeal of tires, sirens getting loader, the car turning; then the shattered glass flying everywhere all at once. He could specifically remember the crushing feeling in his chest from the whip of the crash, the impact from the speeder slipping into the car. Rain poured in from the broken windshield as Richard weakly unbuckled his seat belt, crawling over glass fragments and splattered blood. His crystal blue eyes found the dark brown of his mothers, staring blankly out of the window, her neck twisted at an odd angle, her hand wrapped around her necklace. Richard brought his mother's limp form to his chest, hugging her to him, the glass in his chest digging in deeper. No matter how many tears shed from the boys eyes, the pain didn't fade, the reality of the situation stuck. He was alone. His mother gone. His fault. He opened her hand then, carefully removing the bird necklace from her now slack grip. The necklace went around his neck, and was latched with weak fingers, to where it remains now. After leaving the wreckage, his hand clamped around the bird on the necklace, Richard stumbled over to the slums of Blackstone. All the while, his mind darkened with guilt, hatred, and.. something inhuman. He built himself up, trying to become the villain his mother never was, trying to become something that could never be taken down by the police that took away his mother. Trying to eradicate anything that was him. He, and his criminal self are two distinctly different people, or are to the police. He always makes sure to be careful with his secret identity.
Richard Thomas entered the crash. From the ashes, rose Prodigal.
Richard works as a computer tech help at a local tech shop. He lives in a large building given to him by his father; gifted in the will.
Name: Damien Kane
Role (Villain, Citizen, Other?): Villain
Skillset(What can they do, what do they excel at?): basic knowledge of hand-to-hand (Karate) combat, has advanced knowledge of the human anatomy, allowing him to immobilize his enemies by hitting certain points of the body, this also makes him excellent at torture.
Items/Accessories/Weapons: Nothing but a small dagger and smoke grenades.
Appearance(Pics Help): This minus the gun, hat, and glasses, also add a mask that makes his face look much like that of the slenderman.Spoiler
Personality: Coldly sadistic, he wouldn't give a second thought to killing a civilian if they stood in the way of his objective. He mostly prefers not to talk, but when he does it can get awfully dramatic. He is highly arrogant, and will often get himself into trouble by taking bets that are nearly impossible to win.
History: Damien Kane was a surgeon at a hospital in downtown Blackstone, making excellent money to afford himself and his wife a beautiful home on the outskirts of the city. In fact, he was the best surgeon in the city, often performing surgery on some of the most important figures that lived there. Despite his fame, he was quite a secretive man, preferring a quiet evening at his home with his wife rather than roaming the bustling streets of Blackstone. Though that all changed one night, when he got a mysterious phone call. He rushed into downtown Blackstone, and pulled up in front of Labrador Inc.
He stared up at the massive skyscraper for a few seconds before walking in. He stepped inside a nearby elevator and pressed the button for the top floor. As soon as the doors opened, and he heard that small ding, he knew he was in trouble. The room was too dark to see anyone, but he knew who it was the moment the voice spoke. Madd Dog. "Glad you could come so quickly, Dr. Kane." His gruff voice said. "One of my boys is in trouble, and I need your help." A slight scowl came across Kane's face. "I won't help you or your crooks." he said. "You're a murderer." He heard a sigh from across the room, "I was only going to give you one chance, Doctor." Kane screamed in pain as a bullet ripped through his leg. He quickly pressed the button to go down, at the same time, holding his leg, desperate to stop the bleeding.
When the doors to the elevator opened he had no time to think about why there were no guards trying to intercept him, he ran straight to his car and jumped in. He took off, heading towards his home. When he was nearly there, he could just make out a dark car speeding away from his house. Kane's eyes widened in panic. He slammed on the gas, flying towards home. He didn't have time to think before he was already flying through the air.
His car hit the front of the house, and came to an abrupt stop, causing him to slam his head on the steering wheel. A few hours later he woke up, dazed, but still able to function. He limped out of the car and slowly into his room, and discovered his worst fear. His wife's lifeless laid on the floor, a bullet wound to the head. That was all it took, his mind cracked. He walked over to her body and ripped the hem of her dress off, wrapping it tightly around his leg. He then walked over to their closet and searched through it, he smiled as he found what he had been looking for. A few minutes later, he walked out of the closet, wearing the suit he had used at his wedding.
Name: Eric Nolan
Alias: Goes by the call-sign "Big Cat"
-Navy Seal Vet- Being a former Navy Seal, Eric has very advanced weapons and physical training.
-Guerilla Tactics and Anti-insurgency training- As well as being familiar with surprise tactics, Eric is just as capable of foiling surprise tactics
-Situational Awareness- Fast reflexes and high levels of perception make Eric able to operate well in most situations
-Master Sniper- An expert in long-distance shooting after years of honing his skills hunting, Eric has developed a near sixth-sense when shooting from long distances.
-Firearms Expert- He is highly skilled with most every firearm through his years of military experience and can shoot with high precision
-CQB Proficient- Lightly skilled in close quarters combat and some martial arts, not much notable skill.
-Good hunter and tracker- His family hunting background have made Eric a good hunter of animals and people.
-Barrett .50 cal Sniper Rifle-
-Cheytac .408 cal Sniper Rifle-
-L115A3 AWM Sniper Rifle-
-GS03 Glock Pistol Silenced-
-PKP Pecheneg Light Machine Gun-
-M16 Assault Rifle-
-870 MCS Shotgun-
-RPG Rocket Launcher-
-Large Variety of Military-grade explosives-
-Kevlar padded combat-armor-
-Metal Tiger Mask-
If someone was to see Eric, they would never guess what kind of a gun-nut he is. Eric has dark brown wavy hair, it usually seems naturally wind-blown. He stands at an average 5'11" and has well-toned muscles. He has dark brown eyes and usually has a scruffy 5:00 shadow. His armor is custom built. The body armor is mostly thick Kevlar padding. His mask is metal and has seen many firefights, it is the same mask he had when working with the Seals.
Personality: Eric is generally wild and energetic, he lives for the thrill of combat and fights for excitement and money. He is a an A-grade gun maniac, knowing everything there is to know about guns and how to use them to shoot people. Well-known as crazy and extremely reckless but also know for his high-grade skills. He doesn't care about much other than killing things and getting money.
History: Born to a family of hunters in northern Montana, Eric began his firearms career very early on killing animals for sport. His thrill for shooting things began the day he killed a wolf on a hunting trip that had gone south with his father, while he lost his father he found something within himself he embraced warmly. He was a thrill seeker, taking life to its very limit just to feel the blood-pumping excitement of danger.
Years later he would join the Navy Seals and learn much more about fire arms on their application and use. He devoted his life to the scent of gunpowder and the echoing noise of a gunshot. Eventually being dishonorably discharged from the military for killing innocents. He picked up the job of being anything people wanted him to be. Bodyguard,Assassin,Mercenary,Murderer, you name it, nothing was below him. He gained the name Big Cat because of the tiger stripe protective mask he wore whenever he was doing a job that required him to hide his identity.
Current Status: He is now living in a condominium that acts as his armory. He is under the employment of Mad Dog for random jobs he wants done. Mad Dog pays well so Big Cat does the jobs without question.
Name: Henry Colt
Alias?: The Cleanser
Role (Villain, Citizen, Other?): Villain
Skillset(What can they do, what do they excel at?): Silenced weapons and knives
Items/Accessories/Weapons: Silenced pistol, 12” combat knife, gasoline/kerosene mix, various other chemical concoctions that can melt anything from steel to faces.
His shirt is usually buttoned up however.
Weight: 190 lbs
Eye Color: Brown
Hair color: Brown
Hair length: 16”
Facial Hair: None
Personality: If you’re not a criminal, he’s the most civilized, most gentlemanly person you’ll meet. If you’re a criminal he reveals just what type of a person he is. A psychopath. He delights in the suffering of criminals, and enjoys watching them burn, thinking that through fire they are cleansed. His motto is, “I’d rather this city fear justice, than fear injustice.”
History: Henry Colt joined the marines right out of high school. Growing up poor, he had no money to go straight to school, instead, he had the military pay his way. Three years into his four years, he found his convoy ambushed in the desert. He was ejected from the vehicle, his squadmates were not so lucky. He watched as they burned alive. He thought it was the most beautiful thing in the world. A year later he returned from war, intending to go to school.
He majored in chemistry, but found he excelled more at the math portion of his schooling than the chemistry part, although he did well enough to get him into a law school. His adeptness at math made him a great candidate of the oh-so-boring art of tax law. Having just graduated, and lacking in excessive amounts of funds, he moved to the outskirts of Blackstone, a mere 20 minute drive from his job. He figured he’d live there for a few years and move on to nicer neighborhood. Every night he would watch the news, watching them report on rampant crime night after night. Night after night he became more and more bitter. Something finally broke in his mind, a single phrase lingered in the back of his mind. Burn them. Burn them all. Cleanse them in righteous flames.
Current Status(Job,location, stuff like that): Retired marine, did 4 years to pay for school, currently a tax attorney. Located just on the outskirts of Blackstone, commutes to his job in a wealthier nearby city.
Name: William Green and Zachary De Gracy
Role (Villain, Citizen, Other?): Villians
Skillset(What can they do, what do they excel at?):
Hyde: William possesses a deep and abiding sense of anger at the world. His military training and PMC experience has made him familiar with some of the most cutting edge weaponry and battlefield tech as well as conditioning his body to a physique only attainable through years of violence and pain. Though Hyde truly excels in the overwhelming application of force through physical violence or the use of explosives and heavy weaponry.
Jekyll: De Gracy has a very close familiarity with the workings of the human body brought on from his obsession with human anatomy and previous medical studies. He also has some experience, though not nearly as much as Hyde, in combat that accrued from the two working together. De Gracy knows how to inflict pain that transcends what a human mind can rationally comprehend, given that he has access to his "Tools".
*2 pistols kept on him at all times(one chambered in .45 the other in 9mm)
*several grenades of varying type(fragmentation, incendiary, EMP)
*on special occasions he breaks out the plastic explosives
*a leather doctors bag containing the following
*a set of 5 scalpels in a small case
*2 cases holding 5 empty syringes a piece
*1 green case holding 5 filled syringes(tranquilizers)
*1 red case holding 5 filled syringes (poisons, marked with red tape)
*one purple case containing 3 filled syringes(nerve agent that heightens the victims sense of pain)
*various clamps and pincers
*1 small hatchet
*1 small hammer
other wise he carries a small dart gun with a kit of poison or tranq darts on himself
Appearance(Pics Help):In attachment(Hyde on the left, Jekyll on the right)
Green: Angry, Violent, Combative are all words used to describe Green. before meeting Jekyll His constant risk taking had some believing he was actually suicidal and was simply seeking someone to kill him. since meeting Jekyll he is still as violent as ever but has become more conscientious and cautious in a fight. Beneath his anger is a man with several problems and issues, Green has come to rely heavily on De Gracy for support and companionship which leads to several whispers that there is more to their partnership than meets the eye. This is usually answered by Green with typical violence on the body of the whisperer though never an explicit denial.
De Gracy: In an almost complete reversal of attitude is De Gracy who unlike his partner is very warm and personable enjoying chatting and mingling at parties or even as he cuts out your liver. This apparent unceasing friendliness even in the face of extreme violence disturbs many who have seen Jekyll work and survived. Though his affable persona hides a very sadistic killer with a fondness for blood and viscera. Many believe him to be an emotionless murderer as likely to dissect you as work for you which makes his relationship with Hyde all the more odd as several believed they would kill each other and were shocked to see them launch an even more successful career together.
Green had behavioral problems from a young age culminating in him being sent to reformatory school at age 12 for beating another student so fiercely as to leave him in a coma. After leaving school the young Green joined the army where he served for only a few years before receiving a dishonorable discharge for "conduct unbecoming of an officer" while the specifics of his discharge are unknown a common rumor is that he was caught getting to friendly with another officer and took the discharge instead of being ousted. Afterwards he jumped from PMC to PMC garnering a reputation as a violent though effective operative receiving more renown and money than he ever did in the army. After 6 years of this he mysteriously dropped out of sight with many believing he had either went underground or died in a black op.
Jekyll was the son of a wealthy family and so was destined for success from the start. Tailored to follow in his fathers footsteps the young De Gracy went to medical school and obtained his doctorate joining his fathers uptown practice. During his youth De Gracy his a very sinister secret, he was fascinated with death and pain often capturing local pets and torturing them in an old shed on his families property this eventually built up to an incident wherein the young child of the next door neighbors disappeared and was never found another victim to satisfy Jekyll's insatiable curiosity. De Gracy was considered a very eligible Bachelor with his good looks and pleasant demeanor but never once held a fiancÚ or even a girlfriend despite his parents constant encouragement to settle down. after working with his father for a few years there was a string of deaths amongst the patients of the De Gracy Clinic, while they were eventually blamed on a nurse it should be noted that Zachary departed the practice soon afterwards and simply disappeared.
What actually happened was that both had went underground turning to the seedy world of crime to satisfy their violent urges after about a few years of solo work the two were paired up for the assassination of a local mayoral candidate 3 years ago and have been together since and have achieved an almost mythic status amongst criminals for their various high profile killings and activities.
Current Status(Job,location, stuff like that): Recently arrived in Blackstone after a job over seas, long term renters in downtown hotel.
Name: Pace Clay Chapman
Alias?:Bringer of Death or Just Death
Role (Villain, Citizen, Other?):Villain/Anti-Villain/Anti-Hero when he feels like it.
Skillset(What can they do, what do they excel at?):Shooting stuff, swordsmenship, stealth,
Items/Accessories/Weapons:Five-seveN pistols, Uzi's, and various other weapons
Appearance(Pics Help):He is almost never seen without his mask
Personality:Bipolar, so really, his personality could be anything, normally ranging from Sadistic to caring and father-like
History:*This is the hardest part*
Chapman was not born to a sane upbringing, his father was a drunkard, and his mother was a sex-worker who was bipolar, giving Chapman his bipolarness. Chapman grew up in the ghetto of Blackstone,and was a member of a gang. Where he saw his friends die everyday, and grew a likeness for capping fools.Chapman was famed for his ability to sneak in and out of places without being seen,and his natural ability for shooting stuff. He was in and out of jail for most of his life.
Now to today, Chapman has dawn the Alias bringer of death,or just death if he's too lazy to write the entire thing on his notecards that he leaves at crime scenes.Chapman is mostly a villain,but he does have limits, don't kill a women or children,and try keep collateral damage down. He also 'helps' the police by killing the people they are hunting or just roughing up the person, and making them turn themselves in.
Current Status(Job,location, stuff like that):Assassin/Mercenary
Name: Jack Maverous. Rose
Skillset: Excels in martial arts. Being ex military, jack posses enhanced levels of strength, speed, and stamina that is to be acknowledged, and posses a great intellect in engineering. His vision though is hindered, it acts like a sonar.
Items/Accessories/Weapons: Has 4 combat knives hidden through his suit as well as a revolver. However, his revolver doesn't posses lethal rounds, only concussion rounds, shock rounds, and grappling hooks. The grappling hook is a special round made for the revolver.
Personality: Jack is very quiet because he is actually mute. He is unable to speak but still shows a cold and relentless persona. He is very mysterious, often showing to seem harmless to his enemies and will even wait long periods of time to strike.
History: His history isn't one to be given. All that is known is that he is the result of a 'failed' military experiment. He planned the experiment himself and believed it to be possible. Many scientist however criticized his work. After years of planning, he finally decided to perform the experiment. He trusted his fate in the scientist he hand selected to perform the experiment. Many asked why he chose others and he stated 'My failures will cause the death of me, not the lives of others.'
Though it did boost his physical and mental abilities, it rendered him mute and blind. His vision however now acts like a sonar, if you can block his hearing then he is completely blind and must rely on sound. After the experiment, he was in rage and couldn't handle his failure. He went missing and was believed to be dead until being sited in Blackstone. His intentions are unclear but are obvious not to be friendly toward the inhabitants of the city.
Weaknesses: Must see by using sound. Has a weak left knee making a vital weak spot. He was abandoned by his family after the experiment and thus does not have emotional stability over the subject of his past. If one begins to talk about, his rage builds and could ruins his focus.
Current Status: Long declared deceased.
Name: Gordon Sage
Role: Police/ally to vigilante
-Brilliant with a gun
-Keeps calm under pressure
-Experience in the special forces
He keeps his revolver on him at all times along with a shotgun and a baseball bat in his car. He also has a small necklace with a small locket on the end containing a picture of both his deceased wife and currently alive daughter.
Appearance: For some reason the image thing wont work
Personality: Gordon is a man who likes to get things done. He'd rather solve a case than close it early even if it means working past his work hours. He would put himself in danger to save those he cares about even if it means imminent death. He hardly ever shows weakness to anyone although this can be a weakness in itself as he dislikes having help.
History: Gordon's childhood was tough. Not in the sense that he was beaten or an orphan or anything just that his parents always pushed him to his limits. His father was a military man who was sent home with a purple heart after his legs were blown off. He then pushed his son to excel at being a soldier as he could not. His mother was a teacher and of course pushed him to be good at school also. He got good grades and was in good shape by the time he left school and of course joined the army.
After a few years of being a normal military man he was offered a position in the special forces. He accepted with much pushing from his father. He worked in the special forces for another few years before being discharged and deciding not to return to the army. He then joined the police force in Chicago. This is where he met his first and last wife as of yet. They had both joined the police at the same time and were around the same age. They became partners soon enough and grew to love each other with each case solved. Eventually they got married and after a few years of marriage they decided to have a baby and so they did.
Well the pregnancy didn't go as planned. Gordon's wife died during childbirth and the child was nearly dead. Gordon's daugher barely survived but she did. It was hard fitting work around caring for his child but he somehow managed although his office became a sort of second home for his child for a few years while he tried to get hours off.
It's been 18 years since Gordon's wife died and now he's been reassigned to Blackstone city. His daughter is currently in university back in Chicago so the only real thing he has to worry about is his own safety. He hopes at least.
Current Status: Police Commissioner, lives in an apartment bordering the poor parts of the city
Name: Elias "Eli" LeGinn
Alias?: None Currently.
Role: Citizen (Old Friend of Heroine)
Skillset: Listening, Personal Analysis, Keen Attention to Detail, Iron liver (Heavy drinker yet extremely functional to the extent that it is a problem, but not an obvious one to others looking in.), Negotiation.
Items/Accessories/Weapons: Cell Phone, Father's Flask, Prescription notary.
Personality: He is very even keeled, does not rush to anger or excitement, but suppresses much, then drowns it later. In a way he's an optimist, but not in the regular sense that blinds one to reality. He believes in reasonings, not reasons. The distinction is what he is basing his study on for his thesis. At his core he is prone to be kind and caring, but he knows theres different ways to display such characteristics.
Elias LeGinn grew up the only son of Warren and Charlotte LeGinn of LeGinn Industries. A company well known to Blackstone yet he is still kept in the dark when it comes to it's complete operations and proceedings, but he was okay with that because it meant he wouldn't be expected to continue the family business even as its sole heir. While an only child the majority of his childhood was anything but lonely, in fact until he was 12 he would have sworn he had a younger sister.
The Froemming family and his own were quite familiar. He thoroughly enjoyed their company, or rather them allowing him to accompany them as often as they did when his own parents were too busy with "business." As they grew things changed however and their families became even further intertwined. When business became slow for the LeGinn clan Elias figured his family would develop more of an interest in him, but instead the interest veered to the Froemming family who helped bail them out of the jam. They began holding parties and celebrations that were always more political than celebratory, but now the Froemmings were just as involved as his own parents leaving him and the Froemmings daughter Caitlin in the same boat. In time they learned to row it together.
The kids his own age always figured it was more of a baby sitting job than a friendship, but Caitlin was certainly his best friend. She and her family were always their for him, and even his parents. In a way he always felt bad that her own parents became wrapped up in his parents mess. This is just how it was until he turned 18,graduated highschool and left Blackstone for university.
He assured Caitlin he wouldn't forget her and would be back, and often encouraged her to research his the university he was attending to see if it would be a fit for her after high school.She was just finishing freshman year at the time.
It wasn't soon after he left, the Froemming tragedy occurred. He tried to gather all the information he could about the Froemming family; what was next and what was to be done for Caitlin, but his own father prevented his efforts in the proceedings claiming he would not have his son return to Blackstone in such a crucial point in his own life. He cited that things just weren't how they were when he left, and lied when he said "He'd be sure the Froemming girl was looked after." Elias tried for some time to check up on Caitlin but the information became less and less, and his attempts futile. Elias really felt he could do nothing, and his own concern waned in the convolution of it all.
He continued to power through towards his degrees, earning a bachelors, then a masters, and onward towards his doctorate. He had gained an interest in how people truly worked. He was always good at understanding things, but people were a whole different ball game. There are physical explanations that can address many questions, but in that sense only mechanically and it would be a travesty to consider humanity at such a base level. In reality motivations were the question and the answer and he discovered everyone had their reasonings. His parents reasonings for putting business before family, the Froemmings reasoning for helping him. His Fathers reasoning for not providing the same kindness to their child. Caitlin's reasonings for not contacting him herself despite his efforts, and his own for allowing it. Allowing a bottle to provide the solace from the guilt constantly in the back of his mind.
The sad part being with all that, and all he could do to address the issues in his own life, he decided to return to Blackstone finally to try and understand the true reasoning behind its descent into decadence.
Current Status(Job,location, stuff like that): Therapist at psychology clinic he's set up in Blackstone for his thesis towards his doctorate.
Name:Rocky Jadyn Putnam
Role (Villain, Citizen, Other?):Police Detective
Skillset(What can they do, what do they excel at?):Marksmenship, police stuff,
Items/Accessories/Weapons:Five-SeveN, Body Armor
Appearance(Pics Help):Like any good detective, he wears a trenchcoat and Fedora
Personality:Is not fond of vigilantes,seeing them as more then a nuisance then anything else. A very good Detective,but ways are becoming dates, so he is thinking of retirement.
History:Born in the suburbs of Blackstone, Rocky had your average life, coming from a peaceful upbringing of a family of policemen and women.So Rocky thought it would be good to keep that going. Rocky as I said lived a average life, meet a girl, settled down, and had a girl....Who is insane. No really,she is slightly insane, as she is always hyper, cheerful and happy no matter the Situation.
But he loves her dearly, and is afraid for her well being, thanks to the current status of the city. It is a hassle taking care of the insane teenage(She's 19 right now) girl, but he trudges on, trying to give her the best life possible, while still focusing on his job. Do to his ways of detective work becoming dated, and younger detectives coming into the force, Rocky is thinking about Retirement in some other state, with his family.
Current Status(Job,location, stuff like that): Detective in the Police force.
Blackstone City Downtown
A former judge in the Blackstone city courts. Well-known for his corruption and acceptment of money to botch trials or change verdicts. After years of illegal activity, Walter got cold feet and decided to come clean. The crime-lord, Mad Dog, needed to make an example of him to would-be traitors, so he had him kidnapped and tortured in a warehouse that doubled as a meth lab. Caitlin caught wind of this and scouted out the location, resulting in law enforcement rescuing Walter. Concerned for his own safety and terrified, Walter declined medical attention and sought refuge in a solitary cell in the Blackstone Police Department. Eventually the bounty on Walter's head caught the attention of Prodigal, who broke into the police building to kill Walter, not only for the money but to also avenge a personal vendetta. He was killed in his cell by Prodigal's electric escrima stick. Time of death Dec 9, 6:14 PM
Pursuing a far-off dream of justice. Jordan used skewed methods to do what he believed what was right. Using diamonds he had robbed from a local jewelry store, Jordan walked straight into Labrador Inc. expecting the crime-lord, Mad Dog to bend to his proposal. Not using the best of diplomatic negotiations, Jordan cost himself his life. He was killed by a bullet in the stomach and by having his throat ripped out by one of Mad Dog's hounds. Time of death Dec 11, 10:50 PM