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East End. Where the prostitutes and their pimps lived in. Home to hundreds of strip clubs and drug dens dotted within the small district. The earthquake made this place more of a hellhole to live in because the damaged buildings haven't been repaired yet. The workers and police officers are too afraid to set foot on East End without being attacked. So everyone left East End to rot except for Catwoman, the protector of East End. Since the earthquake, Catwoman has been working hard to rebuilding the district and reducing the prostitute business. Much of the pimps and mobsters who own parts of East End despised her noble goal.
She has stole priceless things for those elite of Gotham and gave back to the needy of East End, unlike some of those members. Everyone has their opinion of Catwoman, but you can't decline that she has done some good for the district that needs it so much.
Catwoman stopped running when she got onto the rooftop but she kept walking back home. It was a successful night as she shook the bag of goods for the Harringtons. Some sort of wealthy songwriters and painters that spent their money like it was nothing. Catwoman knew that the older woman usually left the window to her bedroom wide open during the night time. It was luck that she wasn't spotted until their younger son caught the 'thief.' She already took some cash, a Chinese Dynasty statue, jewelry, and a rare vinyl record containing some unfinished songs. She had to be careful while jumping rooftop to rooftop without breaking the valuables, but she knew what to do.
The police sirens rang out below as she kept on running for a good five minutes until the flashing lights disappeared towards the docks. Catwoman followed the East End lights for the strip clubs until she saw the neon sign in font of the nightclub. It cost a fortune to rebuild her home but it was worth it. Especially for the ownerless cats that often stopped by.
Catwoman jumped towards the fire escape and opened the window to her small kitchen. She slowly entered the kitchen and closed the window before turning the lights. When the lights came on, a lone man stood in the living room with his eyes shut. Selina was startled by the man that she almost dropped the bag before placing it on the counter. She slowly and carefully walked towards the man while holding onto her whip.
"How did you get in here? What are you doing here?" she rudely questioned the man.
His eyes finally opened and saw his target: Catwoman. With a look of rage, he made a fist and threw a punch towards the woman. She was caught off guard by the punch and landed against the wall. She tasted blood and saw the man coming towards her. With her quick reflexes, she used the whip against him while walking towards the kitchen. The man got a couple bruises because of the whips but it didn't stop him for charging towards Selina. He managed to grab her waist and put her up in the air before slamming it towards the kitchen tile.
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Black Friday. November 23rd, 2017. The day that many analysts consider to be the busiest shopping day of the year since 2005 for many reasons. The most important reason being that retailers, regardless of size, offer various sales including limited amounts of doorbuster items to entice traffic. As a result, customers wait until either midnight or early morning hours for the retailers to open their doors. Normally, it results in small stampedes for the rush to obtain the items that customers desire the most. Among with that, fights break out that the local security usually ends with minor injuries. This year's Black Friday was different.
Forty-eight hours later, a sudden spike of hospital admissions occurs in several major cities across the United States. Thousands of people reported having a fever and sore throat and were mistaken as symptoms of the flu and sent home. With hospital admissions on the high, everyone assumed that the flu season begun earlier than usual. Until the first deaths were reported. Officially, nobody truly knows who Patient Zero was other than he died in New York City. As the death troll was reaching into the thousands, the Central Disease Control began investigating the virus and discovered that it was a form of smallpox. The American government immediately issued the smallpox vaccine across the country. Schools and universities were shut down to prevent the smallpox for spreading to more people. Transports goes into lockdown. Unfortunately, the vaccine didn't work on the virus and the death troll reaches ten thousand within five days.
In response, the states governors begun sending in the National Guard to contain the virus and maintain order with the cities local police force. Neither of those things helped in the long run as the situation was getting worse. The American government sent the military to assist the authorities in keeping the virus and citizens in line while shutting down the border. International trade halts and the world economic collapses. Containment efforts started in the major cities by containing all of the sick people into one part of the city. In theory, it should keep the healthy people for getting sick while the ill slowly died. But it did nothing. It only had been a week since Black Friday and the death troll reaches one hundred thousand in the United States. Symptoms started to popup all over the world and it soon became a worldwide problem. The President of the United States issued nationwide martial law and ordered the military to maintain order. No matter the cost.
Suddenly, power and water across the country shuts down as resources are at an all-time low. And the people start to get restless. Protests and riots erupt all over America against for various reasons including an end to martial law and access to food. The authorities soon lost control and chaos ensured all over the world. In Los Angeles, for example, the local gangs managed to overpowered the authorities there and captured the headquarters for the Los Angeles Police Department. And throughout Texas, the Republic of Texas (comprised of several militia groups) declared themselves about the American military and went to war for independence. Slowly but surely, the American government lost control of everything. In order to restore order and stability, the President activated Directive 51. Signed into law during the Bush administration, the directive claims power to execute procedures for continuity of the federal government in the event of a "catastrophic emergency." Such as the Dollar Flu. Immediately after the signing, the Division was established and agents all over the country responded to our signal.
You are one of those agents.
And you only have one objective: restore order for a chaotic and anarchic society. You have been called upon to help out any sort of local authority that align with our goals and interests. And fight against those that embrace the chaos.
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With their weak immune system, Rol'Naaris rarely takes off any part of his armor unless he is fixing up his wounds. No-one beyond the Migrant Fleet knows what he looks like without that mask. Rol tried his best to get armor that made him stand out for the other Quarian on their pilgrimage. That's why he got Devlon Industries' Light Explorer Armor VII for a store in the Citadel during his pilgrimage. Despite being a outdated model, Rol made sure to update its' shields and protection for weapons and biotics. Even before he returned to the fleet, he managed to raise one of the shoulder pads up and changed it from a naval blue to a tan color. After the Reaper War, he still kept the same old armor on him and refused to change it for a better model. It had survived this war, it will survived for a long time.
Even when he joined the Spectres, he refused to use their Quarian armor since it was not better compared to the other armors on sale in places like Omega or Illium.
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Rol'Naaris nar Taazzor; Rol'Naaris vas Vaepal; Rol
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Twenty-nine (in human years)
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WIP
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Rol'Naaris was born onboard the Taazzor in the year 2157 on the day that Relay 314 Incident (or the First Contact War coined by the humans) happened. Rol spent his childhood aboard on the Taazzor with his mother and father. His mother worked in the agriculture division while his father was in technical division. When he was old enough, his father took him to places like the Citadel to gather parts no possible to obtain within the fleet. This was Rol's first time that he had been outside of the Taazzor and saw other species in person. It was breathtaking and amazing. He often wondered off before his father chased after him and took him back home. When he learned of the pilgrimage, Rol was ready to venture beyond the fleet and live in the Citadel.
The truth was that life as a quarian was harsher than he expected.
When it was time for Rol to take part in the pilgrimage, his family and friends gathered around to give gifts before Rol left. His mother managed to get a book about what foods and drinks Quarian can and cannot eat and drink. While his father gave him a Kassa Fabrication Nexus omni tool and a Haliat Armory Stiletto pistol. Shortly after, he left behind his family and friends and headed for the Citadel. Despite facing prejudice for other races, he liked his pilgrimage. He found out so much about the history of Humanity and their culture that he planned a trip to visit Earth. While he was trying to gather the credits, Citadel was under attack by the Reapers.
Rol managed to survive the battle by following C-Sec into one of their police stations. As the pieces of Sovereign and the Geth fleet rain down onto the Citadel, his apartment was completely destroyed—his things were destroyed and his roommate was killed. All of the credits, that he had earned, were gone into repairing the damages and trying to move on. But he could not move forward and left the Citadel to complete his pilgrimage two years later. It took him six months to find some worthy to return to the fleet. It was some pieces for one of the Geth ships that he brought off of some scavengers.
He was accepted by into the fleet with open arms, joined Vaepal, and began work in both the technical and strategist division. When the Admiralty Board was talking about a possible war with the Geth, Rol supported the war and pushed other crew members to realize that war was the answer to their problems. A year after the talks, the Special Projects arm finally found a way to weaken the Geth. While the Board was voting on war, Rol was a vocal advocate for the war. After hours of debating, the Board had declared war on the Geth and Rol got to work.
Quarians on their pilgrimage had to return to the fleet to prepare for war. Rol was responsible for placing the returning into positions suitable to the Vaepal. The Migrant Fleet had updated with include weapons onboard civilian ships, an action that he strongly agreed with. They began their assault as the Reapers invaded Earth and burned Palaven. Things were going well for the fleet until the Geth accepted the Reaper's help, destroying any chance of an easy victory.
Everyone was too busy to deal with the Reapers that the Fleet suffered huge losses. Vaepal was attacked during one of many ambushes that nearly got Rol killed. He still believed that the fleet could win especially since Commander Shepard came to their aid. After several victories (with the help of the Commander), the fleet managed to push the Geth back towards their old homeworld, Rannoch. That was when the Battle for Rannoch began. Hours of fighting brought a major victory for the quarian, earning their homeworld back. Surprisingly, the Geth suddenly supported the Quarian conquest and joined Humanity in the battle for Earth.
Rol didn't support peaceful co-existence with the machines and requested that a Geth not board the Vaepal; however, he wanted to help with the fight against the Reapers. So, he applied and joined the Crucible project as soon as the Admiralty Board finally declared war on the Reapers. Rol was one of many helpers that updated both the Crucible's fuel and shields. When the time came to fight at Earth, he was selected to join a group of attackers that planned on landing in North Africa. Several attacks were planned all over the world so the Reapers could be spread out thin. He was apart of the attack on Earth; however, he didn't go to London at all. The battle itself was more difficult than the Battle for Rannoch. People were dying left and right as Rol helped held the line.
Then, the energy vaporized the Reapers and the Reaper ships stopped working. The war was finally over.
With their weak immune system, Rol'Naaris rarely takes off any part of his armor unless he is fixing up his wounds. No-one beyond the Migrant Fleet knows what he looks like without that mask. Rol tried his best to get armor that made him stand out for the other Quarian on their pilgrimage. That's why he got Devlon Industries' Light Explorer Armor VII for a store in the Citadel during his pilgrimage. Despite being a outdated model, Rol made sure to update its' shields and protection for weapons and biotics. Even before he returned to the fleet, he managed to raise one of the shoulder pads up and changed it from a naval blue to a tan color. After the Reaper War, he still kept the same old armor on him and refused to change it for a better model. It had survived this war, it will survived for a long time.
Even when he joined the Spectres, he refused to use their Quarian armor since it was not better compared to the other armors on sale in places like Omega or Illium.
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Rol'Naaris nar Taazzor; Rol'Naaris vas Vaepal; Rol
🇬🇪🇳🇩🇪🇷
Male
🇦🇬🇪
Twenty-nine (in human years)
🇵🇪🇷🇸🇴🇳🇦🇱🇮🇹🇾
WIP
🇭🇮🇸🇹🇴🇷🇾
Rol'Naaris was born onboard the Taazzor in the year 2157 on the day that Relay 314 Incident (or the First Contact War coined by the humans) happened. Rol spent his childhood aboard on the Taazzor with his mother and father. His mother worked in the agriculture division while his father was in technical division. When he was old enough, his father took him to places like the Citadel to gather parts no possible to obtain within the fleet. This was Rol's first time that he had been outside of the Taazzor and saw other species in person. It was breathtaking and amazing. He often wondered off before his father chased after him and took him back home. When he learned of the pilgrimage, Rol was ready to venture beyond the fleet and live in the Citadel.
The truth was that life as a quarian was harsher than he expected.
When it was time for Rol to take part in the pilgrimage, his family and friends gathered around to give gifts before Rol left. His mother managed to get a book about what foods and drinks Quarian can and cannot eat and drink. While his father gave him a Kassa Fabrication Nexus omni tool and a Haliat Armory Stiletto pistol. Shortly after, he left behind his family and friends and headed for the Citadel. Despite facing prejudice for other races, he liked his pilgrimage. He found out so much about the history of Humanity and their culture that he planned a trip to visit Earth. While he was trying to gather the credits, Citadel was under attack by the Reapers.
Rol managed to survive the battle by following C-Sec into one of their police stations. As the pieces of Sovereign and the Geth fleet rain down onto the Citadel, his apartment was completely destroyed—his things were destroyed and his roommate was killed. All of the credits, that he had earned, were gone into repairing the damages and trying to move on. But he could not move forward and left the Citadel to complete his pilgrimage two years later. It took him six months to find some worthy to return to the fleet. It was some pieces for one of the Geth ships that he brought off of some scavengers.
He was accepted by into the fleet with open arms, joined Vaepal, and began work in both the technical and strategist division. When the Admiralty Board was talking about a possible war with the Geth, Rol supported the war and pushed other crew members to realize that war was the answer to their problems. A year after the talks, the Special Projects arm finally found a way to weaken the Geth. While the Board was voting on war, Rol was a vocal advocate for the war. After hours of debating, the Board had declared war on the Geth and Rol got to work.
Quarians on their pilgrimage had to return to the fleet to prepare for war. Rol was responsible for placing the returning into positions suitable to the Vaepal. The Migrant Fleet had updated with include weapons onboard civilian ships, an action that he strongly agreed with. They began their assault as the Reapers invaded Earth and burned Palaven. Things were going well for the fleet until the Geth accepted the Reaper's help, destroying any chance of an easy victory.
Everyone was too busy to deal with the Reapers that the Fleet suffered huge losses. Vaepal was attacked during one of many ambushes that nearly got Rol killed. He still believed that the fleet could win especially since Commander Shepard came to their aid. After several victories (with the help of the Commander), the fleet managed to push the Geth back towards their old homeworld, Rannoch. That was when the Battle for Rannoch began. Hours of fighting brought a major victory for the quarian, earning their homeworld back. Surprisingly, the Geth suddenly supported the Quarian conquest and joined Humanity in the battle for Earth.
Rol didn't support peaceful co-existence with the machines and requested that a Geth not board the Vaepal; however, he wanted to help with the fight against the Reapers. So, he applied and joined the Crucible project as soon as the Admiralty Board finally declared war on the Reapers. Rol was one of many helpers that updated both the Crucible's fuel and shields. When the time came to fight at Earth, he was selected to join a group of attackers that planned on landing in North Africa. Several attacks were planned all over the world so the Reapers could be spread out thin. He was apart of the attack on Earth; however, he didn't go to London at all. The battle itself was more difficult than the Battle for Rannoch. People were dying left and right as Rol helped held the line.
Then, the energy vaporized the Reapers and the Reaper ships stopped working. The war was finally over.
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Rol'Naaris waited patiently for his shuttle to finally land at their location. It felt like they have been flying for hours since they left one of the human ships. Everyone aboard the shuttle could hear explosions all around them. Once in awhile, they could hear a shuttle getting hit and most likely crash landing onto Earth: human's homeworld. Rol felt sick whenever he heard the explosions getting closer towards this shuttle. And it did not help that he was the only quarian on this shuttle and surrounded by krogan, turians, and humans. A human sitting by Rol was looking at a datapad. Rol only noticed when he was checking on his sniper rifle and decided to take a peek at the datapad. It was a very old picture of a group of people with weapons, standing next to horses. It could of been from World War I or some other minor war fought during the time period.
He kept on checking out his weapons while some of the turians and humans started to pray as they felt the shuttle going down. Everyone gathered their weapons and readied themselves for the drop off. Before they left, one of the Alliance captains told everyone to get into cover as soon as possible and open fire. Sounds of a firefight got louder as the shuttle began to land while it was taking fire from marauders and brutes Soon enough, everyone stood up and waited for the doors to open up. Rol held his sniper rifle tightly and ready for a dash towards the nearest cover.
Before they opened, everyone heard the pilot's voice through the comms as he gave instructions on where the base is located.
"Alright, you are about to be fired at. Remember to fight carefully and remain calm; however, don't forget your main objective. Reach the command base. Your omni-tool should have the location marked. Once you reach the location, the commander of the base will issue you with a task to do and communicate with you. Good luck soldiers. May God be with you."
After that brief speech, the doors slowly opened as bullets could be heard hitting against the shuttle. Everyone carefully stepped out and dashed towards cover. Some of them were immediately shot and cried out in pain or died because of a well placed shot. Once Rol exited out of the shuttle and ran towards cover, it took off rather quickly and left the areas. Other shuttles began to land as soldiers exited out of it while one was shot down while leaving the areas. Rol went to a different cover and pulled out his omni-tool while soldiers left and right were getting shot at. The omni-tool revealed that the location was somewhere west and saw that a couple of soldiers were already heading there.
The night was still rather young and it was difficult to see anything. Suddenly, he heard screaming and a struggle as Rol went for his pistol. He ran towards the sound and saw that the human for the shuttle was pinned by a husk. Rol shoved the gun against the husk's head and opened fire, killing the creature for sure. It felt as the human pushed it away from him and processed to kick it several times. "Motherfucker!" he said angrily towards the husk.
"Are you alright?" Rol asked while grabbing the human's assault rifle and offering it to him.
"Yeah... Just took me by surprise." he pointed at the dead husk and grabbed his gun.
"Thanks.."
"Call me Rol." Rol just said while he was grabbing his sniper rifle.
"Rol... I am Hamdaan." Hamdann said while reloading his assault rifle. Both men began their walk on the abandoned street while other soldiers walked pass them. It was rather peaceful, even know explosions and gunshots could be heard all around. They were nearby the base because of the M35 Makos could be seen from afar, firing towards the Reapers. They have started to talk about being on Earth since the invasion. It turned out that his aunt and brother were on Earth during the invasion. They were traveling to Dubai just as the Reaper began their attack. Their ride took a detour towards the airport and they managed to get on a transport ship before the transmission died out.
Hamdaan knew that they were dead and mourned their deaths. Afterwards, he joined the Alliance and waited for this day to come since joining. Rol felt bad that the quarian were fighting the geth. He saw the footage of Earth while he was planning for the upcoming war with them. It was truly disgusting for him to hear the news then Palaven was hit as well. The breaking news made him stop working for the entire day and he wanted to throw up. Shepard was right the whole time and no-one—not even Rol himself—believed his warnings.
Rol said that the news made him work harder than ever to finish up with the geth; but, things never go according to plan. Gunfire got louder as both of the men rushed towards the base and saw the husk heading towards the Makos. Some of them got on top of them and Rol used his sniper rifle to pick them off. With one knee on the ground, he aimed and fired at the husks. Hamdaan charged towards the base ready for anything while others followed his lead. Rol got off of the ground and rushed towards the firefight.
It was going to be one hell of a battle. The one that he was going to tell stories about for years to come. If he survives the ordeal.
He kept on checking out his weapons while some of the turians and humans started to pray as they felt the shuttle going down. Everyone gathered their weapons and readied themselves for the drop off. Before they left, one of the Alliance captains told everyone to get into cover as soon as possible and open fire. Sounds of a firefight got louder as the shuttle began to land while it was taking fire from marauders and brutes Soon enough, everyone stood up and waited for the doors to open up. Rol held his sniper rifle tightly and ready for a dash towards the nearest cover.
Before they opened, everyone heard the pilot's voice through the comms as he gave instructions on where the base is located.
"Alright, you are about to be fired at. Remember to fight carefully and remain calm; however, don't forget your main objective. Reach the command base. Your omni-tool should have the location marked. Once you reach the location, the commander of the base will issue you with a task to do and communicate with you. Good luck soldiers. May God be with you."
After that brief speech, the doors slowly opened as bullets could be heard hitting against the shuttle. Everyone carefully stepped out and dashed towards cover. Some of them were immediately shot and cried out in pain or died because of a well placed shot. Once Rol exited out of the shuttle and ran towards cover, it took off rather quickly and left the areas. Other shuttles began to land as soldiers exited out of it while one was shot down while leaving the areas. Rol went to a different cover and pulled out his omni-tool while soldiers left and right were getting shot at. The omni-tool revealed that the location was somewhere west and saw that a couple of soldiers were already heading there.
The night was still rather young and it was difficult to see anything. Suddenly, he heard screaming and a struggle as Rol went for his pistol. He ran towards the sound and saw that the human for the shuttle was pinned by a husk. Rol shoved the gun against the husk's head and opened fire, killing the creature for sure. It felt as the human pushed it away from him and processed to kick it several times. "Motherfucker!" he said angrily towards the husk.
"Are you alright?" Rol asked while grabbing the human's assault rifle and offering it to him.
"Yeah... Just took me by surprise." he pointed at the dead husk and grabbed his gun.
"Thanks.."
"Call me Rol." Rol just said while he was grabbing his sniper rifle.
"Rol... I am Hamdaan." Hamdann said while reloading his assault rifle. Both men began their walk on the abandoned street while other soldiers walked pass them. It was rather peaceful, even know explosions and gunshots could be heard all around. They were nearby the base because of the M35 Makos could be seen from afar, firing towards the Reapers. They have started to talk about being on Earth since the invasion. It turned out that his aunt and brother were on Earth during the invasion. They were traveling to Dubai just as the Reaper began their attack. Their ride took a detour towards the airport and they managed to get on a transport ship before the transmission died out.
Hamdaan knew that they were dead and mourned their deaths. Afterwards, he joined the Alliance and waited for this day to come since joining. Rol felt bad that the quarian were fighting the geth. He saw the footage of Earth while he was planning for the upcoming war with them. It was truly disgusting for him to hear the news then Palaven was hit as well. The breaking news made him stop working for the entire day and he wanted to throw up. Shepard was right the whole time and no-one—not even Rol himself—believed his warnings.
Rol said that the news made him work harder than ever to finish up with the geth; but, things never go according to plan. Gunfire got louder as both of the men rushed towards the base and saw the husk heading towards the Makos. Some of them got on top of them and Rol used his sniper rifle to pick them off. With one knee on the ground, he aimed and fired at the husks. Hamdaan charged towards the base ready for anything while others followed his lead. Rol got off of the ground and rushed towards the firefight.
It was going to be one hell of a battle. The one that he was going to tell stories about for years to come. If he survives the ordeal.
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The sidewalks of Baker Street in London were full of people of all races and species, getting to their destination. A lone quarian turned the corner of Baker and Marylebone and kept on walking passing several homeless people. Baker Street was full of people that wanted to check out the Sherlock Holmes Museum. Rol'Naaris went to the grand re-opening of the museum a couple of days ago and loved it. The tan-colored armor made him stood out of place, not to mention the right shoulder pad being taller than the left one. Strangers took a quick glance at Rol'Naaris during his time at the museum. Normally, people would question why a quarian is outside of their fleet; since the Battle of Earth, however, people just smiled or mind their own business. It felt good to not get looks of confused and disgusted for once.
Rol'Naaris was not planning to stop by the museum today instead he was looking for some shuttle port station. He walked forward and used his omni-tool for directions towards the place. London was a new place that Rol'Naaris visited during his time at Earth since the battle. He was too busy rebuilding at Alexanderia and traveling all over to go to London. In fact, he had no plans on stopping there at the moment until the Spectre agents decided to set the meeting location there. The city was still healing for the Reapers and several skyscrapers were still under construction. He had dreamed of going to Earth during his youth. He just wished that they were under different circumstances.
The shuttle port was still under construction as tools and hardhats were on a table near the stairs to the old underground station. Rol'Naaris looked at the darkness and heard some noises. He decided to stay above ground and looked for anyone else that were apart of the meeting. Plus, he knew that there might be a shit ton of rodents. And he despised them since they were carrying diseases that could easily kill someone in the matter of days. It only lasted a few minutes until he heard more noises. He got off of the table and walked towards the stairs. While going downstairs, he pulled out his shotgun and carefully carried it. He wanted extra protection if things went south or it turned out to be a trap. Of course, it was not a trap but he wanted to plan ahead.
Just in case...
It was until Rol'Naaris got half way down before he heard something happening below. For his safety, he decided to stay at the winder rather than get caught in the middle. And he could serve as the guard and stop normal citizens from entering the underground. He leaned against the ceramic tile wall and played around with his omni-tool while his shotgun was placed near him. As soon as everyone got into place, he would go down and meet the others. For now, this was the perfect spot to be and it was near the entrance.
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The sidewalks of Baker Street in London were full of people of all races and species, getting to their destination. A lone quarian turned the corner of Baker and Marylebone and kept on walking passing several homeless people. Baker Street was full of people that wanted to check out the Sherlock Holmes Museum. Rol'Naaris went to the grand re-opening of the museum a couple of days ago and loved it. The tan-colored armor made him stood out of place, not to mention the right shoulder pad being taller than the left one. Strangers took a quick glance at Rol'Naaris during his time at the museum. Normally, people would question why a quarian is outside of their fleet; since the Battle of Earth, however, people just smiled or mind their own business. It felt good to not get looks of confused and disgusted for once.
Rol'Naaris was not planning to stop by the museum today instead he was looking for some shuttle port station. He walked forward and used his omni-tool for directions towards the place. London was a new place that Rol'Naaris visited during his time at Earth since the battle. He was too busy rebuilding at Alexanderia and traveling all over to go to London. In fact, he had no plans on stopping there at the moment until the Spectre agents decided to set the meeting location there. The city was still healing for the Reapers and several skyscrapers were still under construction. He had dreamed of going to Earth during his youth. He just wished that they were under different circumstances.
The shuttle port was still under construction as tools and hardhats were on a table near the stairs to the old underground station. Rol'Naaris looked at the darkness and heard some noises. He decided to stay above ground and looked for anyone else that were apart of the meeting. Plus, he knew that there might be a shit ton of rodents. And he despised them since they were carrying diseases that could easily kill someone in the matter of days. It only lasted a few minutes until he heard more noises. He got off of the table and walked towards the stairs. While going downstairs, he pulled out his shotgun and carefully carried it. He wanted extra protection if things went south or it turned out to be a trap. Of course, it was not a trap but he wanted to plan ahead.
Just in case...
It was until Rol'Naaris got half way down before he heard something happening below. For his safety, he decided to stay at the winder rather than get caught in the middle. And he could serve as the guard and stop normal citizens from entering the underground. He leaned against the ceramic tile wall and played around with his omni-tool while his shotgun was placed near him. As soon as everyone got into place, he would go down and meet the others. For now, this was the perfect spot to be and it was near the entrance.
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"If every pork chop were perfect, we wouldn't have hotdogs!"
[Steven Quartz Universe ⫻ Steven Universe ~ Beach City ⫻ 15 ⫻ Lawful Good]
▼ APPEARANCE ▼
"Character quote here."
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▼ PERSONALITY ▼
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▼ BACKSTORY ▼
"I get it. I know you didn't want me to deal with your problems. You're a part of me now. I have to deal with what you left behind."
Steven Universe was 'made' after his mother, Rose Quartz, sacrificed her physical form to give birth. Greg Universe and her loyal friends watched as Rose slowly transformed into a human baby. Steven was the first ever half-human, half-Gem being to exist. Greg, despite all of his preparation, did not know how to take care of his son's other half. That was when Garnet, Amethyst, and Pearl soon stepped up and entered Steven's life. The gems knew Rose since the start of their rebellion and it was difficult for them to realize that Rose did not exist. Pearl was the one that couldn't let her past with Rose go and loathed him. Garnet... And Amethyst...
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Basically anything your character has to bring to the table. Whether it's Ben 10's Omnitrix, Dexter's genius, or Ed's strength. List anything.
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The team's first mission began when both Anderson and Aegon started walking deeper into the tunnel. Other members of the group started to follow both Spectres, including another Alliance soldier. Rol'Naaris worked with dozens of Alliance soldiers during his time at Alexandria and came to respect them. It was good to see one of Earth's finest on this team. Even know she was not on the infiltration team, most of the teammates were fine in Rol's book. He started the long walk across the darkness as he got his sniper rifle ready for any sort of fighting. Several minutes of walking led the group to a small enough crack in the wall for them to crawl through. One by one, almost all of them went through the crack and Rol was the last one before he made his way. He wanted to be careful about accidentally damaging his suit. After all, he still was a quarian.
On the other side, there was a door that led to the hidden base. When Rol'Naaris joined the others, the door began to open as a tall Turian female stood on the other side. Anderson introduced her as Alria Vicrinus, another additional to the crew. Rol did not have time to get a clear reading of Alria because Anderson started to give out orders. Everyone was a part of watching someone's back while Rol'Naaris had to guard the door. Simple enough.
He did not mind at all guarding the door since he might be needed later in the mission. The quarian nodded to Anderson as everyone began to split and try to accomplish their orders. With the sniper rifle to his side, he leaned against the wall and waited for gunshots. He smiled as soon as he heard the distant firefight for the assault team and nearby gunshots from the infiltration team. Everything was going too perfectly until the alarms came on. Rol was not surprised at all by the alarms going off at the last minute and got ready to guard the door. Then, Anderson came on the comm channel and said that two-thousand Husks have been released.
Guarding the door was not the main objective anymore. Anderson gave new orders to everyone, including Rol and Sicaria to fight rear-guard with the Spectre. He raced down the hallway and saw the group of scientists along with Phalanx and Raye. Rol held onto his sniper rifle and got into position as the rear-guard began to fire on the massive wave of husk. He crouched down with one knee on the ground and aimed his sniper rifle towards the crowd. It was easy enough to do. Just aim, breathe, and pull the trigger. He saw the thing going down with the instant kill shot in the head. He did that for a few minutes until Rykarn suggested to collapse the tunnel, trapping those freaks in their hell.
It was a better plan than to wait for reinforcements.
Ja'Far also supported Rykarn's idea and voiced it towards the others. Rol'Naaris said to Anderson while reloading his rifle, "I suggest we follow Rykarn's plan because there are enough explosions to collapse this hell hole. And I would like to destroy this place as well."
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"Strategy and recklessness are actually perfect together... most of the time."
| ☀ Friends | ✌ Neutral | ☕ Who? | ☠ Not fond of | ⚜ Acquaintances | ✸ Best friends | ❤ Love interest | ❧ Dating |
|| Rayes'Xum nar Yaron ||
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|| Phalanx ||
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|| Ellis Taevon ||
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|| Ja'Far Balak ||
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|| Ravanor Rykarn ||
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Edward Lawrence
Age
Twenty-nine
Sex
Male
Ethnicity
Caucasian
Physical Description
It's probably best to actually describe the character if you are going to rely on a picture, or you can do without the picture if you like, but definitely describe.
Skillset
Talents one has either naturally or through education or training of some sort. Also, particularly, magical talents.
History
Explain how your character got there -- no 'the story will come out in RP' lines, please -- I want a feel for where your character is coming from. Feel free to work up names and places and so forth. Be sure to mention arrests or feuds and debts and the such.
Psychological Profile
An idea of how the character thinks and so forth; should be linked to the history.
Possessions
Edward Lawrence
Age
Twenty-nine
Sex
Male
Ethnicity
Caucasian
Physical Description
It's probably best to actually describe the character if you are going to rely on a picture, or you can do without the picture if you like, but definitely describe.
Skillset
Talents one has either naturally or through education or training of some sort. Also, particularly, magical talents.
History
Explain how your character got there -- no 'the story will come out in RP' lines, please -- I want a feel for where your character is coming from. Feel free to work up names and places and so forth. Be sure to mention arrests or feuds and debts and the such.
Psychological Profile
An idea of how the character thinks and so forth; should be linked to the history.
Possessions
- Remember, they're in an internment camp.
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Basic Demographics & Geography
Territory Size:
5. Your nation is "blessed" with a significantly larger than average amount of land. While you may have a great deal of opportunities to utilize both your ample farmlands and wilderness, your borders are hard to defend and your settlements are spread out which can impede communications.
Population:
8,500,000 (exceptionally large)
Urbanization:
3. Your nation has the typical ratio or rural folk to city dwellers: that is, there's probably about 8 or 9 in the countryside for every one in the cities. What is there to say? It takes a lot of farmers to support those craftsman and merchants in the city!
Government Type:
4. Your nation is ruled by one great emperor with functionally unlimited power. Beneath him is a large bureaucracy, but under this imperial system there is a meritocracy. Your magistrates and administrators have been tested and found competent; therefore, they earned their position unlike some noble that simply inherited it from his father.
Political Stability:
5. You enjoy the benefit of having a serene and peaceful nation. There's barely any crime and you don't have a rebellion brewing, so rejoice!
Economy
Overall Wealth:
1. Your nation is very poor. Perhaps you've been ravaged by constant war or plague, or perhaps your people lack the resources or drive to create the foundations for a solid economy. In any case, homelessness and hunger are issues for many people. At least your people are used to this sorry state.
Government's Primary Means of Generating Income:
3. Your various churches regularly gather money from those in attendance (for some reason, under this system church attendance tends to be mandatory) and then the temple passes some along to the government. In this way, your clergy essentially act as tax collectors.
Technology:
1. Slow Modernization, your nation does somewhat lags behind the rest of the world, with many of your people stubbornly clinging to traditions and conventions.
Agriculture:
3. Turnips and radishes are almost all that you grow, and so most peasants eat those revolting foods almost exclusively. While there's enough food to go around, malnutrition and lack of diversity are large issues.
Natural Resources:
Small deposits of exotic metals, hallucinogenic mushrooms, lumber
Military
Military Size
1. A small number of city guards, constables, and the personal retainers of nobles are the only standing armies. In wartime, vast (albeit seasonal) armies are mobilized via levying the peasants.
Military Focus
4. Decent navy; heavy archery focus in army with massed spearmen standing in a line to protect the archers; a fair amount of magic users for battle
Military Leadership
8. Generals are often hired foreigners; very competent but not necessarily loyal
Military Reputation
4. Popular domestically; considered weak by foreigners
Ravaged by the Inferior Plagues and raising temperatures for the deserts of
Kalakum, Natubai was considered by nearby tribes as "The Wastelands of
Natubai." Of course, that did not diminish the remaining survivors of the plague.
When the plagues ended, those men and women began to rebuild everything.
A few years later, word began to travel all over the kingdom that new species
appeared at the coastlines. Since their landing, the king had been opened about
trading with them. And allowing some foreigners to join the military.
The older generations were stubborn about the king's decisions and started to feel
disturbed with foreigners living among them. And the religious of the Old Gods began
to detect the rise of the other religions, slowly killing the old religion. Everyone
wondered if the kingdom of Natubai would embrace the changes at the cost of his own
people and the old tradition or defend the old ways—resulting in a full-scale war with
the foreigners that are reviving the economy.
The future was unsure for the Malik and his subjects, but the priests always had a
saying: "No matter the times of difficulty and hardship, always remember the
forgotten lands of Albion."
Name
Natubai
Demonym
Natubain
Population
8.5 million
Demographics
WIP
Government
After the collapse of the old government, the peoples' quickly reinstated the dying royal family—the
Al-Jabri. Their three sons and four daughters all died during the Inferior Plagues. The husband,
Jareer, caught the disease and was confined to his bed. By luck, or what he called 'divine
intervention,' he survived the several times that the plague surfaced; however, he had to be confined
to his bed for the rest of his days. His beloved wife, Yamina, took care of him while getting married
to another family. The Suleiman family were wealthy nobles that took interest of the current
situation and decided to present a request. For the survival of Al-Jabri royalty, Yamina had to marry
the prince for the other family and take their last name.
With no other choices, they accepted and both families became one. Afterwards, the Suleiman adopted
an absolute monarchy. The family was still in power with their king, Youssouf, ruling the lands
during this period of time.
Institutions
WIP
Religion
The official religion of Natubai was The Old Gods, one of the many pagan religions in the world.
The story was told that Ultia, the God of Desert, one day made Kalakum Desert his home. Then one day,
Ultia and the other Gods and Goddess rebelled against the False God of the world. After months of
conflict, Ultia and his determined militia beat the False God and banished him to the underground
pits where Ultia and others would keep eye on him. Peace had finally come to Gods for many centuries
until the Inferior Plagues first showed up and caused the whole desert to become inflected.
To prevent from the plagues to getting underground, the Old Gods decided to seal off them from any
outsiders—including the followers. Once the plague died out, the Gods attempted to open the
underground back up; however, nothing happened. And that is where the story ended and no-one knew who
caused the seals to be stuck in place. Or who did it.
Eight-two percent of the population believed in the Old Gods before foreigners arrived. Since their
arrival, new religions began to decreased the percentage of the Old Gods believers from eight-two to
seventy-five percent within two years. The Priests were trying to stabilize the other religions by
pushing legislative into the government banning other religions besides the Old Gods. So far, their
attempts did not work.
Economy
The economy collapsed during the Inferior Plagues and the old currency broke as well. Once the
Suleiman took control and the plagues slowly died out, the government focused on the economy first by
reissuing the currency and making indentured servants legal. And giving the elite more power in
government to better manage the economy than the lower classes. The economy started to bounce back
and unemployment rates were going down. Then both Zymokar and Keva discovered Natubai and trading
between them began.
The economy massively increased as people began to work as traders and guards. And the nation was,
for the first, had resources beyond their lands in the form of coffee (Keva) and salt (Zymokar). In
return, the foreigners were trying hallucinogenic mushrooms for the first time as well. As for
religion, King Youssouf increased the amount of taxes collected from churches—which made the clergy
rightfully upset.
Geography
The Kalakum Desert was a hot desert that expands all over and no one truthfully knew where it ended.
Notable Locations
Mujil - The Capital of Natubai
Personalities of Note
WIP
Military
Troop Total
Army
Navy
Other
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Ravaged by the Inferior Plagues and raising temperatures for the deserts of
Kalakum, Natubai was considered by nearby tribes as "The Wastelands of
Natubai." Of course, that did not diminish the remaining survivors of the plague.
When the plagues ended, those men and women began to rebuild everything.
A few years later, word began to travel all over the kingdom that new species
appeared at the coastlines. Since their landing, the king had been opened about
trading with them. And allowing some foreigners to join the military.
The older generations were stubborn about the king's decisions and started to feel
disturbed with foreigners living among them. And the religious of the Old Gods began
to detect the rise of the other religions, slowly killing the old religion. Everyone
wondered if the kingdom of Natubai would embrace the changes at the cost of his own
people and the old tradition or defend the old ways—resulting in a full-scale war with
the foreigners that are reviving the economy.
The future was unsure for the Malik and his subjects, but the priests always had a
saying: "No matter the times of difficulty and hardship, always remember the
forgotten lands of Albion."
Kalakum, Natubai was considered by nearby tribes as "The Wastelands of
Natubai." Of course, that did not diminish the remaining survivors of the plague.
When the plagues ended, those men and women began to rebuild everything.
A few years later, word began to travel all over the kingdom that new species
appeared at the coastlines. Since their landing, the king had been opened about
trading with them. And allowing some foreigners to join the military.
The older generations were stubborn about the king's decisions and started to feel
disturbed with foreigners living among them. And the religious of the Old Gods began
to detect the rise of the other religions, slowly killing the old religion. Everyone
wondered if the kingdom of Natubai would embrace the changes at the cost of his own
people and the old tradition or defend the old ways—resulting in a full-scale war with
the foreigners that are reviving the economy.
The future was unsure for the Malik and his subjects, but the priests always had a
saying: "No matter the times of difficulty and hardship, always remember the
forgotten lands of Albion."
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A guardian for the vulnerable and the invincible souls—for a price.
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Yamada Tokihiko
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Thirty-one
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Male
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Nakata was one of many islands under the control of the Ichiren Dynasty. The "independent" state was actually one of the few islands where the lawful rule. The island's only landmark was the massive statue of a tiger's head. Based on ancient writings, the tiger had been there since the beginning of time. However, they did not state the purpose behind the spectacular statue causing some people to form several theories. Regardless of the true purpose, people from all over often stop by the island to catch a glance of the tiger.
Chima was the name of the only town on the island with a population of fifteen thousand people. It was home to Yamada and his parents for a long time before he left.
Chima was the name of the only town on the island with a population of fifteen thousand people. It was home to Yamada and his parents for a long time before he left.
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Yamada did not look like somebody that was born and raised on lands controlled by the Ichiren Dynasty. Nakata often got more sunlight during the summer times unlike Gekkō or Seishō and it made everyone's skins a bit darker. He stood six feet and two inches, the average height of a Nakatan, and he weighted only one-hundred fifty pounds. However, he was strong because of years of being a bodyguard and bounty hunter. Plus, his daily workout also helped developed some muscles. It meant that his outfit had to be loose enough so he could move around freely and have protection against counterattacks. The outfit was passed down to Yamada from his father, who once was a pirate before settling down at Nakata. He made several changes and upgraded the outfit to fit his style before he left to explore the world.
His kasa cost a fortune to make from scratch but it had last him for several years. It offered protection from the sun and useful in covering his hazel eyes, making him more menacing. Also, it kept his light brown hair from being blown by the wind. He also his necklace of the tiger from Nakatan as a reminder of his home.
His kasa cost a fortune to make from scratch but it had last him for several years. It offered protection from the sun and useful in covering his hazel eyes, making him more menacing. Also, it kept his light brown hair from being blown by the wind. He also his necklace of the tiger from Nakatan as a reminder of his home.
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Write at least two or three paragraphs here about who your character is. What motivates them? How do they interact with other people?
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● Strength
● Swordsman
● Medical Knowledge
● Swordsman
● Medical Knowledge
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Yamada's determination to protecting his contacts almost got him killed. If there are too many guys, he stood the grounds and defended against the incoming enemy forces while his contacts got to safety. It resulted in him getting injuries and bruises from his fights. And unlike everyone else, he did not know how to use a gun especially a pistol. In fact, he refused to use them since they were too heavy to run with them. And never cared enough to get training. Another weakness is that he cannot be stealthy enough. Maybe it was the sword, the outfit, or his loud foot steps. But he was not great to have during a stealth mission because of the amount of noise he made. Plus, he'd rather be on the assault team and attack head on than attack from the back.
And the final weakness is his stubbornness. Yamada's father was also stubborn and it was oblivious that his son had it too. It will take some persuasion for the bodyguard to abandon his position or his contacts—which can be considered a strength. However, that stubbornness could get him killed during any mission that involved protecting or killing someone.
And the final weakness is his stubbornness. Yamada's father was also stubborn and it was oblivious that his son had it too. It will take some persuasion for the bodyguard to abandon his position or his contacts—which can be considered a strength. However, that stubbornness could get him killed during any mission that involved protecting or killing someone.
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At least three paragraphs. What have they done up until this point in their life? Be sure to include how and why they were chosen to join the crew, and justify their skillset here!
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Yamada's life had always been the same old thing since he left his hometown behind....
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What does your character always have on them?
● List — and describe
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California Republic
Territory
Here's a link for now. I will make it all cool and shit later.
History
After two months of planning and waiting, it was time for the United States to regain control of California. The United States military from all over the country gathered at Edwards Air Force Base to plan out the attack. Most of the territory that California had wanted the United States to regain control besides the coastal cities and the inland cities.
On September, the military began their attack against California's government by striking Sacramento while the cities were dealt with the help of the National Guards, police, and some of the military. After bombing the State Capitol, it was reported that Jerry Brown among with the politicians were killed in the bomb run. It took a week to conform that Brown was killed
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𝟬𝟭 𝗝𝗮𝗻𝘂𝗮𝗿𝘆, 𝟮𝟬𝟭𝟴
"I am Cameron Wallace with the ABC International News...Chinese and North Korean forces had officially landed in the island of Kyushu. The Japanese Self-Defense Forces held off against the invading forces in the city of Nagasaki before retreating to Fukuoka, the capital province of the island. It is where they will make their stand against the incoming forces. Both China and North Korea had stated in a press conference that they will not use anymore nuclear weapons. This comes as a response to the international world condemning the bombing of Busan. The United Nations put sanctions on both China and North Korea. The Australian Army arrived months ago to provide aid against the Korean and Chinese aggression on their ally while defending their home land from a possible invasion."
"Russia, meanwhile, increased their aggression towards East European countries while the European Union is planning for the future without America. And ISIL recaptured Mosul after Iraqi forces retreated from the ruins of the city due to the lack of airstrikes in the area. Intelligence on ISIL have suggested that they are going to take advance of the situation in America to launch attacks of their own. The situation in America has now grown out of control as once the powerful nation has collapse since the failed naval invasion of Korea. The massacre in Washington D.C. had been the main cause of the Second American Civil War. The remains of the America's military had retreated into the West Coast.
We will talk about the current situation in the South America and how it directly affects international trade after this commercial break."
The advertisement was about accepting refugees from Japan that left their homeland in the wake of Chinese-Korean invasion. Before it was finished talking, someone had changed it to a different radio station that was playing "I Feel It Coming" by Weeknd. People inside the small cafe were grateful that it was not talking about the depressing news. Many people in Los Angeles knew someone that died during the invasion of Korea. It was the main reason why the protesting began in the city.
Nicolas Roth paid for his coffee and started to drink it when he outside. The plaza within downtown Los Angeles was full of people going to their destinations. It seemed too normal for Roth. He knew that beyond the borders of the California Republic was a war zone. New York City gone dark, Washington D.C. burnt to the ground, and other places that either burnt or went dark as well. Of course, there was opportunity to earn some money and possibility find safe havens. Roth had seen enough destruction and death to realize that he deserved a break.
He walked passed a group of masked protesters shouting about the unfairness of the police force. Los Angeles was still one of the cities that had it's police force with military grade weapons. Of course, the protest was peaceful and Roth went on his way home. He also had seen enough protests and riots that he just wanted things to go back to normal; but, that will never happen. As he kept on walking, he saw his apartment in the heart of the city. It looked like the other buildings that were built in the sixties with the increased in popularity of Los Angeles. Roth crossed the busy street while looking for any incoming car.
Once he got to the stairs of the apartment, he saw a couple teenagers that lived in the same hallway as Roth did. They arrived right after word came that New York City went dark—cutting off any communications with the outside world. Roth wished that he went to New York City and visited the Statue of Liberty. But, he never envisioned the entire Union falling apart including the most populated city in America. The teenagers headed for the parking lot while Roth entered the apartment. The teenagers' parents soon gave chase and followed to the parking lot, which an argument began between. Something about going out West and beyond Utah to look for their friends.
Roth was not interested in listening to the argument and went to his apartment room. As he searching for his keys to the room, an neighbor walked up to him as the argument intensified. "It is getting worse by the day." the man said in hopes of starting a conversation.
"Indeed." Roth said while digging around his pockets for the keys. "How long has it been since the last argument? Two weeks?"
"More like six days." the neighbor corrected Roth.
"Well, let's hope that-" Roth tried to finished but one of teens began to shout at their father. Now that there was the possibility of a fight, Roth raced towards the parking lot as a crowd began to form on the sidewalk. He saw four teenagers and their parents in the parking lot near one of the teen's van. They were ready to leave for the East and their parents wanted to stop them. One of the teens' parents turned towards Roth and coldly stated, "What are you doing here?"
"I am just to trying to end this argument for good." Roth responded and added, "Or do you want to deal with the police this time around?"
The man stepped aside with his arms crossed while Roth walked towards the teenagers. One of the teens rolled his eyes while another spoke towards Roth in a grating tone with his Boston accent noticeable, "Great. The pig is here to boss us around just like his pals."
"James!" the teen's mom pleaded for her son to stop, but he avoided her mother's request and approached Roth. Since the Washington Massacre, relations between police and the people were beyond repairing and both sides hated each other. Roth had been used to being called 'pig,' 'the donut patrol,' and other derogatory terms for police officers. He was not affected by the name calling and the intimidation that the teen was trying his best to do; but, it needed some work.
"You are wasting your time here. Go back to your room, eat some donuts, and choke on them." he had hopped for some sort of reaction from Roth but he just stood there and silently accepted the insults.
"Look at this fellows. A piece of bacon that just keeps his mouth shut." he stated while grabbing his phone to record the police officer. "Look at this fat ass motherfucker, trying to act like he's the man. Well, we are about to leave this hell hole."
Roth finally spoke up to the teenager, "I won't leave this place if I were you."
James gave the officer a disgusting look while he aimed his phone at him. He then began to give a speech, "Look at this motherfucker. Trying to make me stay at this paradise for the fucking pigs because they can dress up as troops and force us to obey their every word. However, everyone is getting tried of their abuse. We are all tired of this bullshit made by the government, who got us into this mess in the first place."
Then, two police cars arrived at the street and packed across street from the parking lot. The officers raced over towards the people and began to establish order. Two of the officers kept an eye on the massive crowd while the other two went to the teenagers. James looked at the police and started to laugh while recording them, "I guess that the pigs have reunited at once. I don't even get why they are here. Me and my friends just wanted to get out of this city."
One of the police officers spoke to the teenager, "If you run away from this city, your safety will be-."
"At risk. Bah Bah. I already know that shit and I don't fucking care if I do die. It's better than being in this piece of shit city." James interrupted the officer and walked away from the officers. The officer tried to get James to come back but he refused to do listen anymore and began to head from the van. Roth began to walk towards James, trying to reason with him. The other teenagers walked upon Roth and stopped him from moving while pointing their phones at the officers.
"You cannot talk to him anymore, you fascist pig." a girl, no more than sixteen, said at Roth and then spat at the officer while the others laughed. The nearby police officer walked towards the girl and told her that she was being changed with spitting at someone. The teenagers stopped laughing once the officer grabbed the girl's arm to cuff her. She refused and cried out to others that she was being 'assaulted.' The teenagers began to surround the officer and they were ready to push the officer to the ground; however, the other officers rushed over to prevent the teens from saving their friend.
Her resistance towards the officers was what caused her to land face first on the asphalt. The teen's mother cried out that she was doing nothing while rushing towards her aid. One of the officers stopped her and asked her husband to control her. The crowd started to curse out the officers and demanding that they stop hurting her while she was on the ground. Thankfully, more officers arrived at the scene and entered the parking lot with their patrol cars. They existed out of their cars and walked over towards the growing crowd to calm them down from doing something stupid.
"Help me!" the girl shouted to her friends while she was being cuffed on the ground. One of the officers placed his knee on the girl's back and grabbed the other arm to arrest her. Roth watched in the background as the girl was lifted off of the ground and dragged to the nearby patrol car. He had hoped that things were peaceful enough that someone was not arrested. Then, the girl's parents rushed towards the patrol and asking why she was being arrested.
James looked at Roth and rushed towards while blaming him for everyone. He tried to punch him in the face but that failed when Roth dodged the attack. James tried to run away but Roth grabbed his long hair and pulled it. The pull caused James to fall face first to the ground and two more officers came to Roth's aid. His parents yelled out and his father cursed out Roth for ruining his son. His patience was running low as Roth breathed in and out while another officer forced the father to get away from Roth. After James had been cuffed, he was placed in another patrol car while the two remaining teens recorded the whole things.
"Are you alright, sir?" one of the officers asked him.
"Yeah, I have been through worse before." Roth was referring to the protests and riots after the Washington Massacre and the failed invasion of Korea. He watched as the teens' parents began talking to police officers while the crowd had began to leave once the situation was under control. After the patrol cars left with the two teens, everyone had began to return to their homes. James and the girl's parents looked at Roth with disgust as they walked passed him. He did not mind the looks and went inside his own apartment. Inside the closet, his police uniform was there.
Tomorrow was the day that Roth would finally go back to working with the Los Angeles Police Force after he was wounded during the LA Riots of 2017. It was good to be away from his neighbors, who mostly hated him because he was a cop. And now with the arrest of two well-known teenagers, it would not be a surprise to learn that everyone hated him now. He closed the closet and locked the apartment doors and turned on the television. It was on CNN, talking about the events in Europe and how it was affected by the second American Civil War.
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Once Partinax finished up the tour of the HSV Kharon, Rol'Naaris began to walk towards his room within the HSV Kharon. It had a year since he last was living aboard a ship and it was going to take time to feel comfortable enough. And he already missed Alexandria and the sounds of sand hitting his armor during a windy day while walking around marketplaces. He soon arrived at the engineering deck and made sure to avoid Octavio Tatum or Rol'Naaris was going to spend a half hour listening to pointless facts about the FTL drives. His room was designed for a quarian to take off their helmets and gear without dying. Once he set off inside the room, the doors shut and locked while he looked at the soulless room. He knew that he had to talk to one of the Spectres about letting him decorate it.
Rol'Naaris sat on his bed and spent a few minutes on his omni-tool device, looking up things to put into his room. Once he was done shopping, he got off of his bed and left his new room. At least it was private. But, he did not want to sit around and do nothing. He began to walk around the ship going from deck to deck, getting used to his new home. He noticed that the crew was mostly made up of turians. After all, the Kharon was a turian designed ship. Rol'Naaris were not bothered the overpopulation of turians as he kept on walking around the ship. Then, he ended up at the starboard observation deck.
It was a perfect place to relax and look at the darkness of space for the first time in a year. He was sitting on one of the couches and listened to the calm sounds in the background. Of course, his thoughts began to get the best of him. They were similar to what he thought back at the memorial. Those that he sent to their deaths started to haunt his thoughts. Even the sounds of nature could not suppress the thoughts. It was time to go back to leave this room before he did something embarrassing. He got up from the couch and started to head for his room avoiding the asari psychologist.
He began to breath in and out as he went to the elevator and waited for it to take him to the engineering deck. Once the elevator doors opened up, he got out and immediately headed for his room. Rol'Naaris needed to do something in order for the thoughts to go away; however, he did not know what to do. He waited at the door to his room opened and the quarian quickly entered. The door shut closed and locked itself again as he saw the storage locker. He learned how to field strip from his time with the Marines and knew that his sniper rifle needed a routine checkup. So, he began to work on stripping his sniper rifle, Equalizer IX.
It was more peaceful to be doing something rather than sitting around and listening to calm music. The thoughts mostly went away while he field stripped his sniper rifle twice. Afterwards, he pulled out his omni-tool and began to surf the extranet. Rol'Naaris waited until he either got bored or something else happened that made him stop. As long as he worked on his weapon, he did not have to think about anything other than making sure that it still works at the end of the day.
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Robert Wilson
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“ℭharacter motto here”
☩ ℕame--
Robert Prater Wilson
☩ Ⱥliases--
N/A
☩ Ⱥge--
Thirty-two
☩ Gender--
Male
☩ ℜeligion--
He used to be protestant before the Great Depression made him question his faith.
☩ ℘olitical views--
Left-leaning
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☩ ℋeight--
6'02
☩ ωeight--
104
☩ ℇyes--
Brown, almond
☩ Ƀuild--
Mesomorph
☩ ℱeatures--
He has a strong New Yorker accent that someone could notice in seconds.
☩ ℇquipment--
A silver pocket watch and some money
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☩ ℘ersonality--
Robert used to be an outgoing and social person during the Roaring Twenties but that all changed when Black Tuesday happened. Now, he feels hopeless and depressed that he can't get a permanent job at one of the factories in New York City. His depression only got worse as the economy went downhill and everything that he had was lost. Even his entire savings were gone in a hour due to the bank needing so much money. Now that Robert is at the mysterious lounge, maybe his old personality could make a comeback.
☩ Ⱦraits--
Adventurous, anxious, curious, faithless, and self-loathe.
☩ Ⱥversion--
Serious and mature personalities, violence, politicians, and the authorities.
☩ Ⱥmbitions and ℱears--
In the 'real world,' the only thing that Robert cared about was trying to survive the worst economic crisis in world history. He was living his fear of failure and losing everything during the period. People could still sense that he is still suffering.
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☩ ℱamily--
He has two sisters and three brothers while both his mother and father were dead.
☩ ℂharacter relations--
N/A
☩ Ƀiography--
In the case of original characters, a general description of your characters' history would be nice. For 'canon' historical figures, a link to the wikipedia would be appreciated alongside a general oversight of interesting things (if you can be bothered).
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