Name: Tomoko Kimura

Age: 19


Likes: Winning, video games, math, frogs, wet weather, minty foods, hot drinks, trying new things, being good at whatever she's doing, praise, competition

Dislikes: Losing, gambling, changing residence, gum, sour things, cold, luck-based games, haters, non-predatory birds, violence, salt, being ignored

Party Trick: Human calculator. Tomoko's brain uses the areas associated with speech to perform math. This means math literally comes to her as naturally as speaking; she's fluent in the language of numbers, one could say. She can solve ridiculous equations in about the time it would take anyone else to put it into a calculator, if not faster depending on the length of the equation.

Profession: Student at Shine City Academy, pursuing a programming major. Has also been starting to take to tournaments, considering the possibility of becoming a pro gamer.

Bio/Personality: Tomoko strives for greatness in everything she does, and it shows. When she's doing well she's high on victory, and when faced with defeat she quickly falls into apathy and the single-minded desire to claim her place at the top again. The life in her eyes and the spring in her step correlate with her win/loss ratio, or any winning/losing streaks she may be facing. Sometimes a losing streak can cause Tomoko to just isolate herself from everyone else, not leaving her room for days, weeks, or sometimes even months at a time. As long as she can pull a victory out of her hat though, rest assured she'll bounce back eventually.

This insatiable thirst for greatness stems from a very not-so-great past. Tomoko was and still is an extremely intelligent child, years ahead of other children her age in many subjects. However, at least from her perspective, this amazing brainpower of hers was being squandered and wasted by a nomadic lifestyle and the only school she ever knew being her homeschooling. Sometimes she'd get angry and run away. Other times she'd get depressed and lock herself in her room. When she was 12, eventually Tomoko had just given up. No more anger, no more sadness, no more anything really. On all levels except the physical, she'd accepted that maybe not all stars got to shine, and had completely shut down. For a time, she was certain that the scattered few video games she'd get on occasion were her only release from this wasteful existence.

For a time.

Part of the reason for her family's nomadic lifestyle was her mother having more than a little bit of a gambling problem. Whatever money was made quickly found its way into casinos, then underground gambling dens, and eventually lottery tickets. Well wouldn't you know it, one day Mrs. Kimura's existential losing streak had come to an end. Things started improving, and eventually Tomoko - 17 at the time - was able to finally enroll in a real school. Being able to compare her grades to other students and seeing that she was still doing better than more or less the entire school started to snap her out of her long depression. Finding more and more people to play video games with and ultimately besting all of them sealed the deal.

By graduation, she was back on top in grades, gaming, and in spirit. She moved on to get scholarships to Shine City Academy, certain of the path she wanted to take in life. A year later, we have the Tomoko of today. She can sometimes have random fits of anger or sadness, and she takes terribly to losing, but she can be a very thorough and helpful teacher to those not so good with games. She also likes to try and analyze a pattern in any given thing as often as possible, claiming that the whole world can be broken down into numbers, and that as long as she knows what numbers she's working with, she'll become unstoppable. This star is determined to shine.

Name:

Dee

Age:

31

Height:

5'10

Weight:

170 lbs

Likes:

Bits and Pieces.

Dislikes:

Having to Wrap Himself Everyday, Criminals, Corruptors, Manipulators

Party Trick:

He doesn't remember it.

Profession:

Shine City Investigation Services

Private Eye



Bio/Personality:

"Paitent suffered severe burns and protracted periods of amnesia. Similar cases have us following those burn victims and making sure they were evaluated for neuropsychological and neuropsychiatric problems between 6 months and 4 years following their accidents. All were found to have significant problems as evidenced in neuropsychological testing, activities of daily living, and reports from relatives. Findings on these burn patients with postburn amnesia were quite different from those of five burn patients who did not develop amnesia. Problems observed and reported in the burn-amnesia patients appeared to reflect clear neuropathological etiologies, which was not unexpected because their initial amnestic syndromes must also have been the result of significant central nervous system dysfunction. It is recommended that severe burn patients have neuropsychological, psychiatric, and neurological exams as part of routine postburn care.

I've never seen a case like this young man has, however. It's like he remembers the memory, but nothing much else. Coupled with the bouts of extreme agression, well, it'll be an interesting few months. Isn't that right, Doctor?"

Detective Holland, listen up. I'm only gonna go over this once.

Shrine City may not have a high crime rate or prison population, but the miscreants we do have here are some sick bastards.





Full name is unknown. There's also no known alias, but his recent killings suggest that he only comes out during periods of poor climate. So, that means snow, rain, fog, you name it...if it's there, chances are he is too.

The boys at station have dubbed him:

The Weatherman

We don't have anything on this guy. Only that he's male, somewhere around 6'6...dude probably weighs well over three hundred pounds. The rest of it is in your report.

Age:

N/A

Appearance:

The suspect has been sighted wearing a dark green raincoat, rubber gloves, and carrying around a sledgehammer.

Height:

Around 6'6 to 6'8 given the estimates...

Weight:

It is believed he weighs somewhere around 270 to 310 pounds.

Likes:

No known hobbies, no traces as to where he frequents...

Intel only knows one thing: he likes to kill people.

Dislikes:

N/A

Party Trick:

Ishida, this isn't a joke.

- Officer Shinozuka

Profession:

There are no records of any employment in Shine City. There's nothing on file about this sick fuck.

Bio/Personality:

First Case regarding 'The Weatherman' appeared back in '11.

Detective Holland oversaw the case.

The victim was a young woman, somewhere around in her early twenties.

She might've been a professor at the academy, but no one knows for sure.

There was no ID on the body, and the face was mauled beyond recognition.



We don't when or where this man will strike again. Stay sharp.

Name:
Nishizawa Kaga

Age:
18

Appearance:


Height:
5ft 6in

Weight:
121lb

Likes:
- Clothing of all kinds
- Sweets
- Games (especially board games and arcade games)
- Music
- Pleasent conversations
- Roleplaying online
- Pranks

Dislikes:
- Being constantly judged for whatever he's doing
- Having an existential crisis where he wonders what gender he really is
- Loud music
- Complex math

Party Trick:
- Making people debate about their sexual preferences

Profession:
Unemployed

Bio/Personality:

Kaga came from a poor household of a single mother and three sisters, one younger and two older. In an attempt to keep costs down, his mother only bought girl clothes and usually delegate whatever was too small for the older sisters to be worn by Kaga and his little sister. Its not surprising that Kaga would actually think he was a girl, having both looked and acted the part in public.

As he grew older, he of course saw that what he was and what he was supposed to be and the difference between them. This would cause his first mental breakdown that would be solved through and excessive amount of cake and cookies. But once again, Kaga matured and sort of accepted his strange, new founded "third gender". He didn't flaunt too much and hated when people kept pointing it out, he just accepted it.

Then, his mother struck it rich. After both winning a new, well paying job and wining a small time local lottery, she sent her son to Shrine City so Kaga could go to a better school and experience life more in a way his mother never could. Of course by this time, Kaga had learned a few things about the world and played up his feminine side more. So much so that just about everyone thinks he's a girl. Of course, how well he fits this persona varies from day to day and on his mood. He still enjoys playing pranks on people that only someone of the Hideyoshi gender can however.

Age: 21

Height: 5’7”

Weight: 135 lbs

Likes: Martial arts, Music, Reading, Nighttime, Cold drinks and sweets, Rain, Sleep, Card games

Dislikes: Loud and obnoxious people, Crowds, Summer (Or just really hot places or things), Morning

Party Trick: Can precisely cut multiple lit candle wicks with one swing of a sword without damaging the candle itself.

Profession: Kazu is a student at Shine City Academy, majoring in Genetics, with a minor in Psychology. He works part-time at the Enchanted Florist as a Florist, mostly giving advice on what kind of flowers to give to someone rather than actually growing them.

Bio/Personality:
Kazuma was born into a quite normal family that lived outside of Shine City, he is an only child and his parents are quite well off, allowing him to live comfortably. His grandfather is an Aikido instructor, thus he was trained in the martial art. At first he didn’t really understand the point of learning it, but he soon started to enjoy himself as he trained with the other students. Part of Aikido was the use of the sword, which he was quite interested in. Due to his investment into the martial art, he is very adept with the sword as well as hand-to-hand.

He moved into the dorms at the Shine City Academy when he began his studies, mostly to gain independence from his parents and experience what life had to offer.

Kazu has always been a quiet person. This is mainly due to the fact that he was born mute. His vocal cords just don’t work at all. Thus, he is fluent in sign language, as well as English and Japanese. He understands that most people don’t know sign language, so he opts to use his phone as a way to communicate with others, typing out what he wants to say. He is quite formal in his ‘speech’ and he is very considerate of others, often putting their needs before his own, even if it meant that he was going to get hurt. This kindness can be a fault, as it leads him to be quite gullible at times. He's not the type to look for confrontations, but if you do try to confront him, he will not back down.

He's quite a lax person who tries not to stress to much about what's going on, often taking life as it comes.

He is quite a night owl, often staying up until the early hours of 3am, just walking around Shine Junction, often relaxing in Shiny park. It quite relaxing to him as it helps him feel a little more at peace.

Name: Vern Closet Smith AKA:"The Limit Breaker"

Age: 29

Appearance: Loose, long sleeved, button down shirts with dark slacks, a black woven belt, and slip-on dark shoes make up Vern's normal attire. He has black hair with subtle brown streaks and dark brown eyes. Under his modest clothing, Vern is faintly defined all over. His entire body is evenly toned but he still has enough surface fat to be a comfortable pillow should the need arise.


Theme: youtube.com/watch?v=ND236ej70Tc
Height: 5'11"

Weight: 165lbs

Likes: complex and subtle flavors, natural medicines, exotic spices, cooking, subtlety and complexity in music or art, up-front honesty, decisiveness, quiet, discussion, people, Co-op gaming, thinking things through, clothes that fit the person and not just the persona, healthiness

Dislikes: Delusions, contempt, closed minds, passing judgement, crowds, plastic, PVP addicts, excessive improvization, excess in general, revealing outfits, predatory behavior, incompetence, guys who walk out on commitments, doctors and medicine

Party Trick: Vern knows a few things about getting the most out of the body he's got. In short, he can lift, break, bend, throw, or catch things that should be too heavy for someone with his build. But, "limit breaking" can cause deep bruising and other soft tissue injuries. He can also go from extremely coordinated and precise to epic clumsy as soon as he gets distracted by conversation. He can't walk and talk at the same time.

Profession: Recently became unemployed but is thinking about applying to either the arcade or the Tiny Snowflake, though the aquarium could be good too. In a pinch, he might even consider Club Lush.

Bio/Personality: Vern started out as the youngest child in a successful family. His grandfather had started with a truck and passed on a farm, a store, a small shipping business, and a storage complex to his children when he died from a heart attack at 78. His widow never had to work for money after he passed and she never lacked for the company of her children since several of them stayed close to home, taking over the management of the family businesses.

Vern's father had the management of the shipping business. That kept him close enough to home and productive enough that, by the time Vern was 18, the man owned a locksmith's shop and a small auto body shop as well. He was well on his way to achieving what Vern's grandfather, his father-in-law, had. Then he started losing weight.

The cancer wasn't fast but it was stubborn. After almost two years Vern's father passed away, not from cancer, but from the chemo and radiation. The cancer had never gotten bigger than a small button. The condolences from the doctors felt less than hollow that day.

Not satisfied with the doctors and their excuses, Vern started studying alternatives to commonly accepted medical practice. His family supported him financially but retained some distance. In their eyes it was just a way of grieving the loss of his father. In a way, part of it was. But then he started finding things. Herbal remedies for cancer that had hardly any side-effects and were not toxic to the patient were the discovery that really turned it from a grief quest to a crusade. He was going to change the world, re-discover these millenia old cures that worked so well for so long, and fix all the evils of modern medicine.

Then the law stopped him. It had actually been made illegal to practice herbal medicine over a hundred years before, back when modern medicine was still in its infancy. So, no matter how hard he looked, Vern wasn't able to find anyone who could teach him the finer points of natural medicine. The crusader spirit died. But, he knew that people were stubborn. Somewhere, hidden in something legal, would be part of what he was looking for. Then he found martial arts, yoga, and the wonders of aroma therapy. Martial arts preserved the understanding of the body with an eye toward using it to break things without suffering injuries. Yoga preserved a profound respect for the body's own ability to heal and the belief that the body's energy could be generated and channeled. Aroma therapy used herbal effects to alter the mind and affect the body. Vern studied all of them but he was no super-student.

He aquired a part of two martial arts, Karate and Aikido, and pair those parts with yoga's emphasis on relaxed extension and mastery of the breath. Then he used what he learned from aroma therapy and began using the oils of medicinal herbs on himself directly, as well as the aroma. The effects were both subtle and significant. He gained a good amount of strength, mostly in his core muscles instead of his arms and legs, and he stopped getting sick as often or for as long. Still, even with those results, he wasn't able to go farther without a proper teacher who knew how to take personal health and make it professional. So, he was stuck. Vern's family were also beginning to lose patience with him. He was rapidly becoming the family's first "black sheep" in generations. They stopped sending money.

So, he looked for work. Being stubborn, upset, and 21, along with some odd situations of questionable legality, resulted in him setting off with a traveling freak show as their newest attraction, "The Limit Breaker". He wasn't on stage alone for months but shared the scene with the group's "Strong Man". It was a fact that he couldn't lift as much weight as the far larger man, but when he slipped during a trick and accidentally threw a 150lb barbell toward the small crowd Vern lived up to his stage name. He got a hand on the barbell and managed to plant it into the stage hard enough that it snapped some of the boards, and he did it with a smile and a victory pose as though it was all part of the act.

It took a week for his arm to heal and another week for it to change back to normal colors instead of a mix of lime green and royal purple, but he was famous. He was glad that he wore a mask and went shirtless during that performance. It was different enough from his normal dress that he was still able to disappear after shows. And there were a lot of shows. Videos captured by cell phones went viral on the internet and the size of the crowds trippled, seemingly overnight. The business was booming. But, the fangirls were becoming a problem.

He was having a harder and harder time getting away without letting anyone get a look at his face. They all had cell phones and the mask was creating a sense of mystery that just kept pulling them in. Eventually, after their last show in Shine Junction, "The Limit Breaker" quit the show and walked away at the height of his popularity with his earnings. He still exchanges e-mails with his former co-worker, the "Strongman". But, other than that he has no real connections other than family.

It took a couple nights at hostels before he found a place that suited him. It was small and out of the way. One of two small apartment additions built on top of a three story, four bedroom house. To get to it he had to follow the, fairly clean, alley around back and then climb three flights of wood stairs that were slippery when wet and worse when icy. But, the owner of the building hadn't been able to get any renters for the house or the other apartment so he cut Vern's rent in half in exchange for help with maintaining the building until it became profitable again. With the reduced rent, Vern could afford the place easily enough but he needed to find a job. Specifically, he needed a job where he could avoid talking to people or attracting attention while getting enough money to take care of business.

He had his personal goals but it was time to live up to the example his father and grandfather had given him. He needed to establish himself so that, if he ran into the right girl, he could take care of her properly so that she could have freedom to live worry free if he happened to die before he planned. It was time to take that budding tradition to the third generation. Step one, get back to earning money and work on finding businesses to buy.

What you will most likely see her wearing the first time you meet her. This mask is very popular with kids which has made her not change it out for a new one.

"Be yourself they said. Bad things always happen for a reason they said. Haha, maybe."

A beautiful Japanese woman with pale skin and naturally pink lips. Hair that seems to shimmer in the moonlight along with her eyelashes. Her build may seen non-muscular but she does have quite the strength in her and won't go down easily in a fight.
Her right arm has an X carved into it that was made by her father. It is right on her wrist and she simply thinks of it as a bracelet that she can't take off.

She hates her name: Mirei Nai since it almost translates to "No Future"

Name: Elizabeth "Lizz" Montiago
Age: 29
Appearance:
Appearance because the image is huge
Height: 5'9
Weight: 72kg

Likes: "I like blowing shit up, shooting bad guys, and kicking ass. Do you really need a better description than that, or do I have to write it in your fuckin' language? Understand you? Yes? Got that, Chinglish? *Sigh* Stupid motherfuckers..."
Dislikes: Lizz isn't a fan of being kind, for starters. In fact, her whole being practically revolves around sadism and being a bad person, so the only thing she really dislikes is having to be nice for people she doesn't think deserves it. And just so you know, that's a lot of people, however some are treated badly simply because she doesn't know any better. These people being some of her only friends, Oliver and Shou, cop it hard, but she tries her best to not be a prick when it comes to troubling matters.

Party Trick: She has precision aim - she could throw a dart blindfolded and get a bullseye.
Profession: Private Security Contractor - works for the "Hypo Threat" P.M.C.

Bio/Personality: Lizz had a pretty rough upbringing. Without going into too much specifics, mostly because she hasn't told anyone but those she trusts, she was abandoned by her parents when she was young and orphaned. As a little Australian-Japanese orphan girl, she was bullied a lot by the older girls, however became good friends with an orphan boy who was also an orphan there. He helped her grow into a strong and powerful person who could floor those bullies with both words and physical strength, and they grew close towards the end of their teenage years. However, the boy died in a car accident when he was learning to drive, and Lizz was left alone again. With no future in mind, she decided on undertaking what he had dreamed of becoming for so long: a soldier in the military.

The first day was by far the worst. She back-talked the drill sergeant and angered him beyond comprehensible words, and was put with a certain unit as 'punishment' instead of going straight to the unit with which she hoped. As it would happen, this lead to the fateful encounter of her two best (and presumed only) friends: Shou Matsuoka and Oliver Holland.

At first, the spiteful little bundle of anger and negativity resented the two, but soon came to accept them, as well as the rest of the unit, through some stroke of luck. Despite her insults, rudeness and anger issues, Lizz has found comfort in knowing they are so far the only two people who have come to accept her for who she was - the girl that boy had created, so long ago. Maybe it wasn't the best history in the world, and she knew she sure as Hell had some fine-tuning to do, but with friends like these, she didn't need anything else.

After the unit split up and the three went to pursue their dream jobs, Lizz stayed in the army awhile longer, however soon found herself kicked out due to not getting along with anyone else there. That's how she found herself in the "Hypo Threat" Private Military Corporation, as a "security" contractor. It was basically everything she ever hoped for: alone on the field, getting to do all the cool, secret agent type shit, with a bunch of super cool equipment. However, because of that, she hasn't been in contact with the other two much since...

Though now, taking her first monthly "break" from PMC work, Elizabeth has found herself coming to Shine City, at the doorstep of an old friend, hammering it and yelling for him to "wake the fuck up!".