ɴᴀᴍᴇ // Monique Webster.

ɴɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇs/ᴀʟɪᴀs // Mo by most of her friends, Momo by others.

ᴀɢᴇ // Eighteen.

ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ // Female.

sᴇxᴜᴀʟ ᴏʀɪᴇɴᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ // Heterosexual.

ᴇᴛʜɴɪᴄɪᴛʏ // Mixed: Black, White, Hispanic.

sᴛᴀᴛᴇ // Louisiana.

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ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴅᴇᴛᴀɪʟs // Growing up Monique was always on the petite side, she is five foot two and just a tad under one hundred and ten pounds. The baby is making her gain a few pounds, but she is still relatively small in stature. She has caramel skin that gets quite dark in the summer heat and dark features to match, her hair and eyes are both a deep brown. Intimating but alluring. Monique would like to dress up and be a bit more manicured now and again but she doesn't take priority in it when getting ready for the day.

ᴛᴀᴛᴛᴏᴏs, ᴘɪᴇʀᴄɪɴɢs, sᴄᴀʀs, ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ // Several tattoos, piercings, scars and altercations litter Monique's body. She has had a rough upbringing and has had to be a hard worker, regardless if she got a little dirt underneath her fingers now and again.

ʙʀᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴀᴛᴛᴏᴏ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ // Left wrist.

ᴀssᴇᴛs ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴀɴᴋ ᴀᴄᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ // Monique does not have much to her name. From working she has about five hundred dollars on her account. She does not own any real estate, constantly couch hopping or sleeping at work. Her mother left her some money but it was all spent fairly quickly.

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ɢᴀɴɢ ᴀғғɪʟɪᴀᴛɪᴏɴ // Monique doesn't have real affiliation with either of the gangs but she has danced at several of the clubs that The Kings own.

ᴏᴄᴄᴜᴘᴀᴛɪᴏɴ // Dancer.

sᴀɴᴄᴛɪᴏɴ // Korven.

ғᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ sᴇᴀsᴏɴ // Winter.

ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ // Determined. Loyal. Substance Abuse. Passionate. Naive. Easily Manipulated.

Monique is a pretty average young woman of Korven, she has her good days and bad days- but knows a strong back is required to keep your head afloat. Her parents were swept away with substance abuse, and so she too was wrapped up in the lifestyle. When she became pregnant (about a month ago) she decided to work on her problem and try to clean up her act. This has proven extremely difficult but she desperately wants to keep her child safe from harm. She hopes to not be swayed by MorCo for her child once it is born, but she can't say she hasn't thought about it several times before.

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ʟɪᴋᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ᴅɪsʟɪᴋᴇs //
✚ Home cooked meals.
✚ Getting high and drinking.
✚ Eden fashion and lifestyles.
✚ Dancing.
✚ Nightlife.

✖ Needles.
✖ Not having a real home.
✖ Her father.
✖ Having to change jobs.
✖ Summer heat.

ʜᴏʙʙɪᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴇsᴛs //
▶ Dancing.
▶ Cooking.
▶ Fashion.

sᴍᴀʟʟ ʙɪᴏɢʀᴀᴘʜʏ // Jameson and Mia were moving between Lisden and Korven as often as the seasons. The two were both madly in love with another, and their own parents who were fairly well off in Korven could not intervene their troublesome ways no matter how much they tried. The two had a whirldwind of a relationship until they conceived their first child. Mia had a few run ins with Jameson during this time but for the most part she went back to her parents until Monique was born and Jameson showed back up with promises for a better life.

A better life never came.

Monique was five when her mother overdosed. Her father and her mourned together for quite awhile before they went back to the struggle. For her 16th birthday her father got her a job with The Kings being an exotic dancer. The pay was good and Monique was able to build up a little life for herself. The lifestyle became a little overwhelming as Monique fell too into the same patterns her parents had before her. Not too long after the high, she fell pregnant with a client's child. It wasn't expected but it was her life now and she would be doing her best to give that child a life she didn't have. Hopefully history doesn't repeat itself.

ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ ᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀs //
▶ Father: Jameson Webster - Infrequent
▶ Mother: Mia Webster - Overdosed

ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘs //
▶ To Be Determined

ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇ sᴏɴɢ //

Name: Serena Anastasia
Nicknames/Alias: None
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Ethnicity: Caucasian
State: Morvai

Appearance Details: Serena has wavy and soft red hair hair that reaches near her waist. Her eyes are a striking shade of blue and her skin is soft and pale, a giveaway to her lack of physical hardships up until this point. She stands petite at 5'4" but has a curvaceous bodytype.
Tattoos, Piercings, Scars, Other: None
Brand Tattoo Placement: Left Wrist
Assets and Bank Account: Serena has a lot of money that she inherited from her father, who lived in the Eden section until he passed away from drug overdose.

Gang Affiliation: None
Occupation: Doctor/Medic
Sanction: Serena was born and raised in Sanction One: Eden, and heard a lot about the gang violence and hardships for those living beyond her sanction. After her father passed away and Serena was left on her own, she decided to liquidate her assets and put nearly all of her money into the bank for safekeeping and spending as needed. Venturing out into Sanction Two, she purchased housing and allows up to four children to stay with her at once. She spends a lot of time out on the streets providing medical help to the injured.
Favorite Season: Spring, because it's not too hot and not too cold. Plus, flowers are beautiful when they're able to grow.
Personality:

Positive Traits
- Selfless
- Caring
- Hardworking

Negative Traits
- Gullible
- Physically Weak
- Vulnerable

Serena presents herself to be fairly shy and quiet at first, wanting to be overlooked to avoid dangerous confrontations. She prefers to work under the radar and help those in need, but on the inside she is full of emotions. Sadness grips the very essence of her being, for she longs to do everything in her power to promote a better world. She is appreciative of the little things and is humble, traits that help her blend in with the crowd. She is extremely loving, especially towards those younger than her, but can be easily untrusting and fearful of those who are older. She has know knowledge or ability to fight, so if confronted with violence Serena would certainly be in a morbid predicament. She is protective of others and will do all she can to help those in need, even people who may be deemed as evildoers. Serena is a softie at heart, and could never turn away an injured patient.

Likes and Dislikes:

Likes
- Children
- Animals
- Helping others

Dislikes
- Violence
- Suffering of Others
- Greed

Hobbies and Interests:
Serena enjoys meeting new and interesting people. She also loves caring for young children who don't have anyone else to turn to, and providing medical aid to those who need it, especially those in Sanction Three who she will occasionally venture out to visit and treat. She has become well known in Sanction Two for her medical abilities at such a young age, having had a passion and studied all her life. The experiences she had in the field actually treating injuries has helped her to become fairly skilled at what she does, and as a result she tries to be very careful about remaining neutral among the gangs so she can help all gang members equally, as well as civilians.

Small Biography:
Serena was born to a married couple who had problems in their relationship resulting from drug addiction. The couple was immensely wealthy, and her father would often try dabbling in whatever new drugs had hit the streets. Her mother, however, longed for a better life than she was provided in Morvai and left the family when Serena was only three years old. Although her father was an addict, he loved his daughter very much and spoiled her with everything she asked, from disinfectant to bandages, medical thread to scalpels. Serena was not allowed to leave Sanction One until she turned sixteen, however even within her own sanction violence and bodily injury existed. She would often help others in whatever way she could, and became fairly skilled with her work. Shortly after she turned sixteen, her father died of a drug overdose, and Serena took the opportunity to sell all of their family possessions and make a large deposit into the bank, on top of the money her father already had given her from inheritance. She was an only child, and as a result became a very wealthy teen. She decided to purchase property in Sanction Two and live out the rest of her days there, where she could better access people in need of medical aid. She currently cares for children, both runaways and orphans, as best she can manage on top of her medical business.

Family Members: Mother - Abandoned her at a young age. Father - Deceased from drug overdose.
Relationships: None so far!

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Gang Affiliation:
Occupation: Head of neuro-scientific research in Flovian
Sanction: Sanction one; Eden.
Favorite Season: Fall
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Likes and Dislikes:
Hobbies and Interests: Lucienne indulges herself in books and tuning into state of affairs if she wants some sort of trivial amusement. If not working for long hours she would visit high class lounges, antique shops and fashion stores around Eden.

Small Biography:

Family Members:
Dimitri Reichert father
Cornelia Reichart mother
Relationships: TBD

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Nicknames/Alias: N/A

Age: 32

Gender: Male

Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual

Ethnicity: Caucasian

State: Massachusetts

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Appearance Details: A tall, lean man standing roughly six feet in height, Elliot often wears inexpensive suits and ties when on duty. Off duty he lounges around in casual, comfortable clothing. He has grown a scruffy light brown beard, having neglecting to shave the past several months. His eyes are a green shade and his hair is trimmed short. His body is in decent shape, with outlines of muscles, reminders of a time where he cared about being in shape.

Tattoos, Piercings, Scars, Other: He has no tattoos other than his brand, he does have one notable scar on the top of his left hand. It is from a brawl during his time as a police officer in which a large shard of broken glass was jabbed into his hand. It was stitched long ago but the scar is evident.

Brand Tattoo Placement: Left wrist.

Assets and Bank Account: $4067 in the bank

Elliot is not the wealthiest of people, but he's certainly not poor. He owns a medium sized building in Eden, which serves as both his home and the headquarters of his one man investigative agency. He lives in the back of the building, its a compact living space relative in size to a comfy one bedroom apartment. He also owns a motorcycle which is his way around Eden. As someone that works in a sometimes dangerous business he always conceal carries a pistol, a M1911, old by today's standards but a classic for a reason. He also keeps a switchblade as a last resort weapon.

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Gang Affiliation: N/A

Occupation: Private Investigator

Sanction: Korven

Favorite Season: Autumn

Personality:

• Morally sound
• Compassionate
• Dedicated

• Depressed
• Pessimistic
• Cold

Elliot is an intelligent, caring human being. He's not as talkative or outright emotion as he used to be, but he still is a friendly person that tries to make the world a better place that come to him for help. He values intelligence and ingenuity, as well as honesty. There's too many liars in the world, even if he lies himself from time to time he tries not to make it a habit. While he knows his way around a gun he'd rather avoid killing anyone, he has enough on his mind already. Elliot feels for the downtrodden people, those that have been handed a bad card in life and wishes he could help those people out more. When on 'mission' he dedicates himself to the task, not stopping until he finds an answer, any answer. He's been known to take less then he could in monetary payment to help out people that hit a particular soft spot within him.

Though beaten badly mentally and emotionally by certain events in his life he continues to try to make something with his life. The intense depression often times gets in the way of that, but he always digs himself out of the hole before he sinks too deep into it. He's emotionally distant, rarely smiling or laughing, and avoiding large social gatherings. He doesn't have many friends, if any. In his spare time he often just walks the streets, silently, trying to get his mind in the right place. He can count on one hand the number of times he's remembered smiling in the last week. In recent times he's found himself looking at life very negatively, he tries not to get his hopes up that often, in fear of those hopes being crushed.

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Likes and Dislikes:

• Playing guitar
• Dogs
• Long walks
• The rain at night
• The stars in the sky

• Liars
• Alcoholics
• Hypocrites
• Crowded rooms
• The criminal gangs in Morvai

Hobbies and Interests: Some of Elliot's greatest hobbies include making music, playing his acoustic guitar and reading books. He also enjoys video games that he can immerse himself in though he has not played on in awhile. He's been known to wander the streets of Eden, with no real set destination sometimes. He's been known to frequent quiet bars and restaurants in the area, though he does not stay at those places very long due to his dislike of alcoholism.

Small Biography: Elliot was born in Eden, a few blocks from his current location in a crowded apartment building. His family was middle class, his mother a secretary for a well known lawyer and his father a cop in Eden, one of the few non crooked ones at that. It was natural that one day Elliot would find himself in the same line of work as his father, who was his greatest inspiration. His mother died when he was ten, leaving his father in sole care of Elliot and his younger sister, Julia. Elliot was by all regards a good kid who stayed out of trouble.

He was an average student, following in his father's footsteps in becoming a cop. He joined the local police academy and was one of the most promising future policemen there, his father's teachings what set him apart from many of the others. He would find himself becoming a full fledged police officer at the age of 22, serving in the district as his dad. His sister meanwhile ended up at a fancy college, on her way to becoming something greater, she always was the more ambitious one in the family.

Elliot witnessed first hand the chaos and crime within Morvai, including the corruption which filled much of the police ranks. As a newer recruit he could not do much to combat this corruption, even his father who was higher up the hierarchy could only do so much. He tried to be like his father, fair and honest, caring above all else. They were meant to protect and serve, never to abuse the power they were given. His outlook on life as a policeman would change towards the end of his fourth year when his father was gunned down in a drive by shooting, in broad daylight.

Stunned and rattled, he fell into an emotional spiral, breaking down in tears at his father's funeral. When he recovered the young Elliot put all of his time on finding out who killed his father. He was utterly unable to follow any trails or clues, his father had been killed by a powerful gang, having made himself a target by leading raids and mass arrests on The Hidden. The powerful gang had bribes tied up within the police ranks, forcing Elliot to formally drop the case. In his off duty time he continued the investigation, informally. Unable to use the resources allowed to a police officer, he could not figure out exactly who did it, other than finding several names with no locations pinned to them. This failure still haunts him to this day.

From that point on Elliot became a less optimistic man, being unable to fight the corruption within the police, only able to do what good he could himself. It angered and saddened him deeply, a grudge he'd hold against the other corrupt police. By the time he was in his late twenties he had met a girl, one of the most beautiful he could ever recall laying eyes on, Isabelle. Immediately smitten with her, the two eventually fell deeply in love with one another. When he was with her, life seemed happy, all his frustrations were gone, he was at peace.

She'd become pregnant with his child, and the thought of becoming a father delighted Elliot. He'd already decided to name the child after his father if it were a boy. Unfortunately, things would not turn out as he hoped, tragedy would strike once more. While he was out on patrol, their apartment was broken into and ransacked by thieves. Isabelle was killed by one of the thugs, Elliot was the first one of the scene, holding his wife's hand as she died with their child inside of her. This would be what sent Elliot down his current emotional path, a man that didn't have anything left.

The scum that had broken into his home were captured within a week, Elliot was filled with rage as he caught the one that killed his wife. It was a young punk, who needed a gang initiation by taking an innocent life. Elliot snapped and beat the murderer bloody, harder than he had ever hit anyone. Mercy was gone, this animal gave his wife no mercy. By the time his fellow officers had pulled him off the brutalized body of the man, he was beyond saving. Elliot had taken a life, it was not the first time he'd done it, but it was the first time he recalled feeling zero remorse.

He was dismissed from the police force following that incident. Elliot received no criminal charges due to the events surrounding it. Any mention of the killing of his wife's killer was scrubbed, for all the public knew it was just another gang banger that met a grisly fate on the streets. He dwelt in unemployment for several months, attempting to recollect his emotions. Then he decided what to do next with his life, trying to make a difference as an independent entity, someone who could help people and fit in the cracks which the corrupt police avoided or ignored.

It was then the Connolly Investigative Agency was born. He slowly began to get work, earning a reputation as a dedicated worker who always gave his clients a resolution. For the past nearly two years he has worked as a private investigator, finding the freedom of it refreshing.

Family Members:

• Daniel Connolly - father [deceased]
• Amelia Connolly - mother [deceased]
• Julia Connolly - younger sister

Relationships:

• Isabelle Connolly - wife [deceased]
• Ret Shuzu - An information broker who Elliot has gone to in the past when he needed help tracking down people he's after. They have met personally in the past as well as had conversations online.

Theme Song: Opeth - Credence

Name:
Esperanza Maria Hidalgo
Nicknames/Alias:
Espie, "The Spanish Rose", Flora
Age:
27
Gender:
Female
Sexual Orientation:
Heterosexual
Ethnicity:
Latina and Caucasian
State:
Brazil and Massechusets

Appearance Details:
She is a rather small woman standing at about 4'10". Her skin is bronzed and smooth, unmarred by any scars upon first glance. She has thick Spanish lips, large doe brown eyes, and wavy dark brown hair. She is thin and frail looking due to her not eating much but still has some curve to her body. She has bestowed with what her mother called "child bearing hips" and "village feeder breasts."
Tattoos, Piercings, Scars, Other:
She is missing her left leg
Brand Tattoo Placement:
Right
Assets and Bank Account:
In the bank close to a grand (shared with her brother), about $20 in her "wallet" for purposeful spending.

Gang Affiliation:
While not part of the Unseen, she does work at the Floating Lotus as a singer.
Occupation:
Floating Lotus - Singer and Entertainer/Escort
Sanction:
Korven
Favorite Season:
Spring to Summer

Personality:

She is a clever and sweet girl. Overflowing with giving spirit and kindness. She is quick with a smile and a compliment. She cares for all of those around her and are under her "wing". Those she considers family receive special treatment and she would gladly lay her life on the line for them. She also has a horrible temper. Though she is slow to enrage when she gets to that point all she can see is red. Things will be thrown and Espie may even yell in Spanish. She is also devout. Espie practices Catholicism and goes to Church every Sunday. Sometimes more often when she can. The only problem is that she doesn't know if she believes in God. But the Church gives her community and allows her to help in charity events.

Positive
+Loyal
+Warm
+Calm
+Compassionate
+Forgiving
+Cheerful
+Magnanimous
+Confident
+Playful

Negative
-Violent Temper
-Swears like a Sailor
-Overworks herself
-Strong-willed
-Miserly/Cheap
-Delicate
-Can be overly giving

Likes and Dislikes:

Likes
+Visiting Lisden to give what she can and help those less fortunate.
+Going to church, praying her rosary.
+Rain and Sunshine, especially at the same time.
+Flowers and plants.
+Playing games (i.e board games, hopscotch, red rover)
+Crafting gifts
+Cooking
+Ugly/cute figurines
+Polished stones

Dislikes
-Winter cold.
-Market place hubub and busyness.
-Lecherous patrons.
-Gang Violence.
-Overly formal or "Respectful" occasions
-Milk
-News stations.
-Laundry

Hobbies and Interests:

She loves to cook and create new and interesting meals. It is like a puzzle or challenge. How can she stretch these items? What sort of flavours can she create? She also loves spicy food but understands not many do, so she cooks it rarely. She also has a small garden of mostly herbs that allow her to save money in the marketplace. If there is one thing she loves it is saving her coin. She is quite a good singer and will often do so as she cleans the home. This is a time-consuming project but she enjoys the way the apartment looks after all is said and done. She does not tend to do much outside of her "feminine duties" and her work. Taking time for herself is not something she generally considers doing.

Small Biography:
She was born fifteen minutes before her brother Miguel. Her parents had been told by a fortune teller that they were going to have one very large baby boy. Then out came the very small and terrifyingly quiet girl. It took a few minutes of the midwife rubbing and smacking to elicit the calming screams of healthy lungs. Then came Miguel rambunctious and fighting.

The pair were inseparable growing up. Miguel was a strong and hearty young boy but it was Espie who was quick and clever. Together their mischief caused their parents more than one headache. The two vowed at a young age, before they ever really understood it, that they were born together and so would die together. The only times they were seen apart was when Miguel went to the small local school. Espie would stay at home with her mother and help with chores and cooking. She learned all the secrets of herbs and how they tasted together. She learned to stretch ingredients. She also learned a small amount of basic medicine from her mother. Espie never learned to read or write since that was not her job. As a good woman, she would cook and clean for her family. And of course, produce babies. Her mother had a very traditional ideal for gender roles. Of course, Miguel taught her basic words to read and write so that she would not be lost when walking the streets.

Her mother was a hard and honest woman. Paloma took no "shit" and was very blunt. It was when she was being sweet you had to worry. She had a calm temper and when they were in trouble they could tell by her sickly sweet tone that something bad was about to happen. Paloma was also the one who taught Espie to sing. She learned many songs from her family's home country of Brazil. She learned Irish shanties from her Father who has a hard, thick, muscular man. He had a twinkle in his eye, a grin on his face, and a pipe between his lips. He left his beard grown big, bushy and red. When he could come home at night smelling like oil from the factory she and Miguel would curl up with him and listen to grand stories and adventures. Glen was the fun dad, the dad you told your secrets to. But Paloma was the punisher but also the one you would go to for advice on a problem.

In this way, she had a lovely and adventurous childhood. She learned skills for being an adult but was also allowed time to run off and play with her brother. Around the time when Espie and Miguel were 8, her parents went missing. They had gone to the marketplace never to return. For days they waited and eventually they were declared dead. They were taken in by an uncle who already lived in their home. The pair received sizable savings from their parents. The two were heartbroken and never quite recovered from this loss. Miguel never allowed Espie to go to market on her own.

When Espie was 17 she was doing charity work in Lisden when she was briefly kidnapped. Her left leg was stolen and she was left for dead in the muddy, dirty streets of the slums. An old woman found her and brought her to the boundary between Lisden and Korven. It was here her brother found her abandoned and near death. She was taken to the hospital to repair the damage. This left her with a stump of a thigh and all of the savings diminished. After a couple of years of being supported by her brother and healing up, she decided it was time to get her own job. She could not do honest work, a lack of a leg did not allow this. Instead, she found herself at the Flying Lotus where her beautiful singing voice earned her a position there. Life since then has been less turbulent but she worries for the safety of her brother.

Family Members:

Miguel Hidalgo (brother)
Paloma Hidalgo (mother) [deceased/missing]
Glen Hidalgo (father) [deceased/missing]
Mariposa (cat)

Relationships:

Ha-Ram Gyeon (Boss)
Klaus (patron of the Floating Lotus)
Ret Shuzu (patron of the Flying Lotus)
Sully (patron of the Flying Lotus and Boss Lady's friend)

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Name: Jolie Taylor
Nicknames/Alias: "Jo", sometimes "Bombshell"
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 140 lbs
Age: 34
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Ethnicity: Caucasian
State: Michigan

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Appearance Details:
Jolie is a flamboyant dresser, enjoying the use of colorful accents mixed in between tactical gear such as body-armor. Her gear is made up out of a mish-mash of different components. She'll use whatever she can get her hands on, looks be damned.

She enjoys showing off skin, partially because she's aware she a looker, but also because she finds it helps when dealing with the opposite sex. Show some cleavage, and most men are willing to add a few dollars to a contract.

Tattoos, Piercings, Scars, Other:
Jolie has a half-sleeve of a Japanese Koy covering her right upperarm.
Has a LEVEL-9 prisoner's band covering her upper left arm:

Scar from a stab wound located on her lower abdomen.

Brand Tattoo Placement: Right wrist

Apartment:


Armory:

Compact, simple, reliable. The Mk.III Suburu semi-automatic pistol is the latest in a line of very successful pistols. It is the pistol of choice for Morvai Security, as well as street-smart thugs who value reliability over flashiness. The Mk.III comes with a digital read-out on the back, giving realtime feedback on remaining ammunition.
Caliber: .45
Magazine: 12


Lovingly called the "Streetsweeper" by many due to it's fast rate of fire, the Makarov AS-12 is a shotgun capable of firing in both fully-automatic as semi-automatic. Its 12-gauge cartridges lends it unparalleled killing potential in the cramped streets of Morvai, though its effectiveness against body-armor is lacking.
Cartridge: 12 Gauge (00 buck, slugs, firebreath)
Magazine: 20 (drum magazine)

Gunbaton
WIP

Finances: $5.389 under a fake name

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Gang Affiliation:

HOSTILE | Former Morvai Security employee. Pretty much on shoot-to-kill terms with them nowadays.


FRIENDLY | Not officially affiliated with The Kings, though she has strong connections within the organisation. They have provided her with the majority of her contract work thus far.


INDIFFERENT | She has run a few jobs for the Unseen in the past. Usually for work where they require brawn over brain. She actually vastly prefers the jobs the Unseen offer over the Kings; but given her previous affiliation with the Kings they're less likely on hiring Jo.

Occupation: Gun-for-hire, muscle, bounty hunter, gardener

Sanction: Korven, closer to Lisden than Eden.

Favorite Season: Summer, less clothes means less concealed weapons. And people are less likely to wear body-armor throughout the entire day.

Personality:
*Reliable *Professional *Loyal | Hot-headed* Crude* Highly competitive*
Even before her exile into the bowels of Morvai, Jolie had a tendency to run her mouth. While always getting the job done, her superiors at Morvai Security often had to chastise her for the way she booked results (hint: it usually involved violence). Despite her violent streak, Jo has never struck out against those undeserving. While no hero, she does try to do good wherever she can.

She does however harbor a deep grudge towards those in Eden, in particular Morvai Security, after she was framed for a murder. For this reason, she's highly distrustful of anybody who has strong ties to anything related to Eden.

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Likes and Dislikes:

• Guns
• Drinking
• Bar brawls
• Money
• Loud music
• growing her own vegetables
• Cooking

• Anything Eden related
• Cpt. Tanaka of Morvai Security
• Drugs
• Thugs
• Being shot at
• Losing at pretty much anything

Hobbies and Interests:
Curiously enough, Jolie actually tends to a small garden plot on the roof of her apartment building. It's surprisingly rewarding to grow your own vegetables.

She also has a soft spot for anything pre-disaster related, it intrigues her hearing and reading about how people used to live before the world went to shit.

Small Biography:
You ever been in the right spot at the wrong time? It sucks, let me tell your that... But it's probably bad form to start at the end of a story, so let me rewind a little.

I was born to two drug addicted shitheads near the Lisden wall in Korven, whose dumbest idea was having me. I'm not going to tell you much about this, since you're probably already well acquainted with stories like these. Druggie parents abuse daughter, daughter runs away. The end.

With no job to my name, it was either turning to prostitution (dont get me wrong, sex is great, but I prefer picking my partners) or join a gang... I enlisted in Morvai's Security. Not exactly the Kings or Unseen, are they? Brutal stuff, that. But never underestimate the tenacity of a street urchin who's hungry for a meal.

I guess I'm what you'd call a loose cannon. I got my job done, sure, but it usually involved plenty of collateral damage. You'd think they'd assign me a deskjob, right? Yeah, well, I never did well with computers... Gives me a splitting headache. Plus, I did mention I delivered results, right?

Because of this, I was always butting heads with the Captain at the time... At one point even literally! Van der Beek was a strict man, always wanting things to go by the book. Honorable though. I might not have gotten along with the prick, but I sure respected him.

Fast forwards a few years and I got a call that there was a disturbance at Van der Beek's residence. The man lived in a pretty nice part of Korven. Not quite Eden, but close enough. Anyway, I got there and find the man; head splattered across one of those avant garde paintings he so liked. Before I could even call in what I was seeing, there were sirens blaring outside. Being the only one on the scene, I was detained.

For the record, I want to explain that until that point I actually still believed in some form of justice. I figured they'd soon find out that I wasnt the one who pulled the trigger. Why would I? So you can understand my disbelief when they apparently found my gun on the scene, and a bullet from my gun lodged in the wall.

I probably should pause here for a second to tell you about Abram Tanaka. Work with me here. Imagine the slimiest corporate executive you can. Good, you got the sleek hair? The suit? Those weaselly eyes? Now imagine that person working for a security firm with access to criminal databases.

Turns out I was the perfect scapegoat for Tanaka's fast track to the top. I'm a poor slob from Korven. I have records of violence. People knew about me and Van der Beek's clashing. Aka, the perfect goddamn target to pin a murder on.

The evidence was flimsy, but the judges didn't care; they were already in Tanaka's pockets by the point. So I was thrown into the LEVEL-9 facility. You know the one, where they keep the worst of the worst? You can probably imagine how much fun it is there as a person who put some of those fucko's behind bars. Had to train myself to sleep with one eye open...

Anyway, I was sentenced for life... Tanaka probably expected me to get shanked on the first night. Heh, wish I could've seen the fucker's face after still kicking it after nearly 2 years.

I got lucky, turns out the Kings had plans to bust out one of their higher ranking members. I simply took advantage of the chaos and slipped away. Turns out that thugs with actual urban combat training are quite wanted in Korven. Who knew, right? Plus, you know that LEVEL-9 brand? The one that pretty much ruins any chance you'd ever have for a normal job? Turns out it's quite the badge of honor around these parts. Not a lot of folk survive LEVEL-9.

Doubt Tanaka would dare to go after me after all this time, he's the last person who wants to see my old file opened up again. Pretty sure I'm officially declared dead hah! I haven't forgotten about the snake though and I'm not resting till I lodge a bullet in his skull.

Family Members: Jolie hasn't been in contact with her family since she ran away at the age of 17 and has no intention of looking these abusive assholes up.
Relationships:

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Name: Quint Casey

Nicknames/Alias: Most people call him Casey, or Case, or sometimes "Quinsey."

Age: 29

Gender: Male

Sexual Orientation: Likes ladies, but preferences can swing from time to time.

Ethnicity: Caucasian

State: He has lived his whole life in Morvai, he has no idea where his parents came from.

Appearance Details: Quint dresses the way his job best requires. Plain, unassuming, unremarkable. Jeans, boots, t-shirts and a casual jacket are his usual attire, though he is known to dress to the occasion as his job demands.

Tattoos, Piercings, Scars, Other: An eyebrow ring on the right side of his face and a nose ring on the left nostril.

Brand Tattoo Placement: Left inside wrist

Assets and Bank Account: Now that's private...but let's just say he gets paid very well for his work.

Armory: Simple and reliable Beretta 92FS and an even simpler and just as reliable telescopic baton
Being that Quint avoids any kind of conflict and combat, he is often only lightly armed, opting to talk his way out of a tight spot or just run and hide. Nothing wrong with the better part of valor now, is there?

Gang Affiliation: Unseen, though not a member per se, he is one of the go to guys for his particular brand of delivery.

Occupation: Quint is a "mover". Somebody who knows how to get sensitive goods from point A to point B very quietly.

Sanction: Korven

Favorite Season: Autumn, the colours are pretty. Makes for good drawing.

Personality: Quint has the outward appearance of a laid back slacker. A guy who enjoys drinking, lounging and screwing. Underneath that layer though, you'll find a stand up guy who knows how to get the job done and is smart enough to not fuck with anyone. His first resort in a conflict is to find the peaceful resolution, but put his back against the wall and he might just wind up picking fragments of your teeth out of his elbow.

+Discreet
+Calm
+Protective

-Smart-mouthed
-Deceptive
-Prone to excess

Likes and Dislikes:

+Cold drinks
+Warm bodies
+A full bank account
+Good company
+Quiet, reflective times
+Drawing and sketching
+Straight talkers and shooters

-The Kings
-Baby farms
-Cheapskate clients who try to underpay him AFTER the damn job is done!
-Abusive motherfuckers
-Stupid motherfuckers
-Abusive, stupid motherfuckers

Hobbies and Interests: Quint's job can be fairly high stress. It's true that a proper job is pulled off without any complications, but unfortunately those complications do happen and they create significant tension. Thus you can imagine a lot of Quint's downtime is spend relaxing either in his modest apartment suite or drinking down with the regulars at the Floating Lotus. Another big part of his job involves waiting. Either to get through Customs or waiting for a Client. It's easy to let the anxiety of a job get the better of you in these instances, so Quint has taken to sketching to keep his hands busy. Hardly the kind of things that would wind up in a gallery, but he likes them.

Small Biography: Quint does not know who his parents were. He assumes they were killed, as he knows he was one of several babies rescued from a baby farm and raised in an orphanage. It was at a young age he cultivated his particular talent for smuggling and stealing. He was the kid who snuck in candy bars to the other kids once lights were out. Life as an orphan was far from easy, and without the guidance of a parental unit he often found himself lashing out and learnt the basics of brawling on the streets. Overall that life taught him to be happy with what he had gained as an adult and never demand more than what he thought was his fair share. It's one of the aspects of his personality that made him such a sought after Mover.
Beneath his stoic professionalism is a deep loneliness that he doesn't really know how to fix, so he drowns it in the company of friends and drinks.

Family Members: Quint has no known family, nor any desire to seek one out.

Relationships:

Connor Sullivan - Business

Connor has hired Quint many times to move sensitive things around quietly on behalf of himself or The Unseen. Be it acquisitions or delivery, Quint is the man for the job. The two enjoy a healthy, professional respect and the occasional drink or two should they bump into one another at the Lotus.

Miguel Hidalgo - Business/Friend

Miguel is one of Quint's favourite drinking buddies. A fun guy in his own right and also a good source of work and information. Quint gets the sense that he's always being kept at arms length, but he doesn't pry into Miguel's reasons.

Esperanza Hidalgo - Friend/Occasional Client

Sister to Miguel, Esperanza has provided Quint with her services a few times. Quint enjoys hearing her sing most of all, and she is a large part of the reason he frequents the Floating Lotus.

Derrick J Matthews - Business/Friend

Derrick and Quint get along like a house on fire, having similar personalities. The only time work is ever spoken of between them is when Derrick needs a job done. Otherwise, the two have clinked countless glasses together.

Cameron Campbell - Business

Being that Quint has a reputation for being a good smuggler (as much as he hates that word), Cameron has hired him to acquire certain weapons and ammunition that aren't widely available or legal.

Tameka Patrick - Business

As unsavory as the job is, limbs don't move themselves...after they're severed that is.

Klaus Jarsdel - Business.

Although Klaus has plenty of his own people to choose from, every now and then something sensitive needs shifting and someone not on the official pay roll is the only one to shift it.

Nicknames/Alias: “Leona” by friendly acquaintances

Age: 28

Gender: Female

Sexual Orientation: Bisexual

Ethnicity: Caucasian

State: Canada, Winnipeg

Appearance Details: Eleonara is just above average height for a female and is deceptively lithe for how tough and powerful her body can actually turn out to be. Despite how much she likes to look at jewelry and can appreciate flashy aesthetics on others, she prefers to wear unassuming sportswear; casual, easy to move in, and useful for both jogging and racing. The way Leona stands out with is colouring her hair a fiery red; her naturally light green eyes are also compelling. She will occasionally wear an expensive watch on her right wrist, and it seems to be a different one every time she decides to have one. Her trousers’ pockets are just the right size and style to easily fit her weapons and let her swiftly draw them out in need. She has several outfits for clubbing; tight leather trousers, various colourful shirts and form-fitting dresses. She will often wear, or at the very least carry with her, a pair of tough black leather gloves.

Tattoos, Piercings, Scars, Other: The Kings insignia (fully coloured) on her right shoulder. Small scars all over her body (notably: a long thin diagonal line across her belly, a horizontal slash on her right outer thigh, several small cuts on her left forearm). A belly piercing and two simple (silver square) studs in each ear lobe.

Brand Tattoo Placement: Left wrist

Assets and Bank Account:
- Stored (in bank): 384,715$ and 29,633$ in gold, gems and similar.
- Anything between 20$ to 500$ on her person and/or in her flat (in a hidden, old-fashioned but sturdy safe)



- Has access to a Kings’ secure garage, which contains several vehicles


Gang Affiliation: The Kings!

Occupation: Manager, (professional) racer

Sanction: Korven

Favourite Season: Spring. There’s always something to look forward to in a new year!

Personality:

+Pragmatic: I do so love chaos. But some things just aren’t practical.

+Intelligent: Just because I’m above average on brawn, doesn’t make my brain mediocre. Underestimate me all you want; it only works to my own advantage.

+Possessive: What is yours is mine, what is mine is mine alone. Advantageous for acquiring (and maintaining) assets. And you better believe I take care of what I own.

+Attractive: Besides looking good, I have a knack for finding like-minded people and convincing on the reluctant ones.

-Unscrupulous: If I were a “spread love not hate” type, however could I do what I do? Admittedly, it makes some things a bit harder (inspiring true loyalty, for one).

-Thrill-seeking: I don’t often do drugs; I prefer the natural high obtained from various dangerous activities. One of the key ingredients for a premature death, but what would life be without some fun?

-Non-emphatic: I generally don’t really care for others, even if I understand where they’re coming from. Every single person can be replaced with someone else, even I.

-Envious: If I can’t have it, others shouldn’t either.

On the surface, Eleonara is a simply fun-loving and charming girl, easy to be around and to befriend. She seems to be laid-back and without much of a care for worldly affairs, good to have around for any group gathering or other social activities. Leona has exactly the level of likeability which draws a certain kind of people in and hooks them long enough to make exit rather difficult (usually resulting in death or a mysterious disappearing). Since early childhood, she has always strived to learn whatever was beneficial for her, not just to get by but to thrive in the cut-throat world she found herself in.
There are very rare people that Leona lets close enough to what would be considered a real friendship, because she realizes her world-view isn’t a common on. She sees others as tools; but not only that – she also views her own mind and body as a tool to be kept safe and sharpened to use in the pursuit of whatever desires or goals she strives after. People are her plaything, and so is her own life. Though the idea of death doesn’t bother her per se, she has developed enough caution to do her best to stubbornly stay alive as long as she can, even if only to present a thorn in other people’s sides.

+Likes: Violence, Being rich, Knives, Treasure (jewelry, gold, gems and anything shiny and glittering and valuable), Chocolate, Alcohol, Sex

-Dislikes: Rich people, The Unseen, Stuck-ups, Weakness, Lecturing (moral superiority BS), Being forced to obey

Hobbies and Interests: Street racing, Fighting, Collecting (whatever happens to strike my fancy), Art (Personally, I dabble in photography and digital art)

Small Biography: Eleonara was born into an average family in Korven; she was the only child her parents could afford and the three of them shared living space with some other inhabitants. Her parents did all they could to scrape by, both honest and dishonest work, legal and illegal activities. Her father mostly engaged in physically demanding work, her mother made ties with drug dealers, smugglers and other low-tier gangs for easy profit with high risks. Leona still remembers when her parents once asked her what she wanted for her birthday, and she said she wanted to go to school. Enrolling her with their financial situation wasn’t the easiest, but once she got in, she stayed in; she strived for high achievements and so got a stipend, which partly covered the costs, on her own merit.

Her mother managed to get the whole family (and even their co-residents) entangled with The Kings, first by getting pregnant with one of their members while working a job in one of their clubs, and secondly by falling into a loan-shark scheme (she was convinced to do so by the same male who impregnated her). And even if the Osbornes benefited short-term with the amount of money she borrowed, The Kings got very persistent about getting their and in a few years demanded final recompense. Since they couldn’t get the money, they demanded the most precious thing Simone could offer in return – her daughter. Both Gene and Simone Osborne pleaded with them to take Aidan, the bastard spawn, instead, but in the end they just took both children and caused plenty of material damage to their residence as well.

Eleonara and her half-brother Aidan were still young and adapted easily enough. Leona managed to stay in the public-school system, while Aidan was taught by whomever saw fit to deal with him. They were both trained in various criminal activities and the siblings strived, spurned on both by competing with each other and by a shared desire to survive at all cost. At 16, Leona finally made some profits that she could keep and she dedicated half a year to learning the basics of business, then started making small investments, which she increased during the following years based on her experience; this habit would eventually get her to a respectable amount of money in a few years.

When Leona was 19 and Aidan 14, they were both tasked to prove their loyalty to the Kings. This involved killing and stealing from every of their past acquaintances (excluding gang members and allies), which meant acting against their parents, former co-residents, some neighbours and in Leona’s case, some of her former classmates. Eleonara didn’t mind the assignment on its own, but the fact that she was still treated as a mere pawn galled her. Either way, the siblings accomplished their work and were finally recognized as official, important members of The Kings (each receiving a tattoo). So their life continued, though they rarely saw each other after this one shared duty they had had. Eleonara became seriously involved in street racing and was lauded as a prodigy within the year, winning soon and often. She also stayed involved in other crime activities, slowly but surely amassing her personal wealth and climbing up the ranks of the gang.

Eleonara was 25 when her half-brother died in a truly idiotic event. He got involved in a fight drugged out of his mind and died. Even before, Leona hadn’t often indulged in drugs, but after that stayed almost completely clean through sheer obstinacy and unwillingness for her life to be controlled by the same thing which did her sibling in. In the following years, Leona became one of the top female King members, engaging less and less in street racing and more and more in investments (mostly for personal profit, though a percentage went into the gang’s finances), recruitment of new Kings members, and taking part in whichever criminal activities she found most fun at the moment.

Family Members:

Father: Gene Osborne – Deceased

Mother: Simone Osborne – Deceased

Half-brother: Aidan Osborne – Deceased

Relationships:

Roommate and fellow Kings member: Kim Sibley

Friend with benefits, co-worker: Robert Van Exel