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Trinity Carcia

Gender

female

Age

19

Inner or Outer City?

Outer



Appearance

Trinity is a short young woman with nearly sickly pale skin, freckles dotting her face and shoulders, only growing in amount when she's exposed to the sun. Her hazel eyes are hidden behind rose coloured shades, and if anyone were to catch their gaze in the right light they could claim they seemed red themselves. Trinity's hair falls down to her shoulders, is a light strawberry blonde, and soft to the touch. Her clothing is plain, and cheaply made, but clean and well kept.


Background

Trinity comes from a poor family living in a small, crappy apartment building in the outer city. Growing up, her family had very little, but it was always a great day when they finally got their hands on some liquid emotion. She had to share her small bedroom with two other siblings, and practically helped raise them while her parents worked to scrap up enough food for the table. With the poor conditions she was subjected to, addiction wasn't entirely out of left field, she began stealing from her parents in order to pay for her favorite emotion, peace. Eventually her folks found out, and threw her out of the house, as there was no possible way they could take care of her, or expect her to pay them back. She decided to try and clean up her act, with its ups and downs, without the fabricated emotions she was riddled with anxiety, and living on the streets wasn't helping that. Just recently however, a man took her in in exchange for her being his assistant, and this was her saving grace... One day Trinity Hope's to be able to return to her family and be accepted with open arms.

Personality

Trinity is soft spoken, polite, and very sweet. However she's also deeply troubled and deals with a lot of anxiety over her past mistakes. She's incredibly grateful to the man who took her in and is trying her hardest to redeem herself.

Level of addiction

Recovering, but often relapsing.

Pro or anti liquid emotion?

hypocritically against

Other/Extra Info

She's a decent singer, enjoying swing music in particular.
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Blank, P.I.

Gender

male

Age

32

Inner or Outer City?

Formerly Inner, currently Outer

Appearance

Blank is an older-looking man of average height with a slim build. He has slightly-tanned skin and somewhat-slanted eyes that hint at some Asian heritage, though he does not recall exactly what, nor does he care. His hair is jet-black and he neglects to get it cut. Instead, he lets it grow out and ties it into a ponytail. He is more likely to shave his face, but will occasionally go a few days without and develop a strong stubble. Casual clothes in subdued colors are his go-to, so he doesn’t stick out.



Background

The man who would later be known as Blank was born to a middle-class family of the Inner City, as their only child. His father was a detective and he aspired to be one just like him. Unfortunately, he was shot and killed in the line of duty when Blank was a teenager. Instead of distancing himself from his father’s career, he embraced it, feeling a need to fill the gap left behind. His mother did not approve, creating distance between them. It was around this time that Blank started using liquid emotion more liberally, to counteract his loneliness and depression following his father’s death.

Blank soon became a detective and his late father’s old friend, the commissioner of police, arranged for him to date his daughter. Blank fell in love with the beautiful girl, and they were quickly wed. Blank settled into his job well, owing to the vast amounts of liquid emotion available to the police force and their families. His wife, who remained at home, was also a heavy user who struggled with apathy. Blank did not notice that his wife’s use of liquid emotion was exponentially increasing, since long hours at the station kept him away from home. When he could be home however, he gave her all the love and attention he had to give. What he did notice was that she was an excellent cook.

It wasn’t long after Blank became a detective that the Inner City was devastated by a spree of murders. Young girls would go missing, and soon be found eviscerated — skinned and flayed. Such a thing was unheard of in the Inner City and the police force was up in arms. Blank was assigned to the case, and as one of the younger detectives, he saw it as an opportunity to prove himself while getting justice for the victims. Many thought the murderer was coming in from the Outer City, since it was assumed nobody from the Inner City would be capable of such an heinous act. Blank was hesitant to accept this hypothesis and remained vigilant, often putting in extra hours of his own accord, conducting his own investigations. Some nights he did not come home at all. The case haunted Blank, and he dedicated his every waking moment to it. His wife was very understanding, and always had a wonderful meal prepared whenever he could be home.

Though the other detectives were focused on the Outer City, they still came up with clues that Blank implemented in his own private investigation. They knew the girls would be kept somewhere in the Inner City while they were being tortured and killed, but they had investigated every abandoned building in the city. Blank investigated the girls’ autopsy reports and found that each girl had been exposed to a strong dose of emotion — love — before being abducted. This was an incredibly strong emotion that was only available to government employees, such as the police. Horrified, Blank brought this to his father-in-law, the commissioner, only to be dismissed with the idea that love was also illegally synthesized in the Outer City, which was why he was having all his detectives, including Blank, focus solely on the Outer City moving forward. Blank was sent home early to rest, and he left the station in low spirits. On his way home, he spotted none other than his wife, heading into an alley. Worried, he followed her to what appeared to be the back door of the local butcher shop, which had already closed for the day. She unlocked the back door and entered, closing it behind her.

Blank felt uneasy, and quietly entered the door behind her. One of the large meat freezers was open, and he heard some disturbing noises. He peeked inside, and what he saw shocked him beyond all rational thought. His wife, his beautiful little housewife, was wrist deep in a young girl’s intestines. She saw him and laughed, explaining that she was doing this because the liquid emotion never worked after all. Killing and “prepping” the young girls for her precious husband to eat, all the while being his secret nemesis, was the only thing that gave her any kind of emotion. Everything went red for Blank.

By the end of his night, Blank’s wife was dead, and he was in custody. His father-in-law, the commissioner, met with him alone and explained. He had known that his daughter was a sociopath, which is why he tried to marry her off to him. He thought it would help her. Instead, it seemed that while Blank was at work, she had rented out a meat freezer from the butcher shop where she worked before meeting Blank. She had been dosing children with the love emotion that Blank had been bringing home for her to cope with having a husband at work — a standard practice among police officers to ease the stress of their relationships. While they were drugged, she would take them to the meat freezer and tie them up, torture them, and cut them up. She had killed over twenty young girls, becoming one of the nastiest serial killers in recent history for the Inner City. That was why the chief of police was going to cover it up and frame the owner of the butcher shop. Blank’s wife would be remembered as his last victim. Blank would be the tragic hero detective who found them. He would be put on psychological leave indefinitely and receive a pension, able to live the rest of his life peacefully by keeping his access to top-grade liquid emotion.

Blank left the Inner City immediately afterward, taking advantage of his credentials to bring his police gun with him. He stopped taking liquid emotion and cast away his old name, filling the void with booze instead. He eventually decided he needed to keep himself busy and became a private eye, though he was very picky with his work. Eventually, he found steady work assisting a lowkey group of rebels online by providing insight, secrets, advice, and occasionally surveillance. After blacking out one night and finding a homeless girl named Trinity outside his apartment, he took her in and found himself feeling too guilty to kick her back out into the street, so he made her his assistant.

Personality

Blank is blunt, sometimes to the point of being abrasive. He is also paranoid, and always carries his old police gun with him just in case. When he drinks, he is a bit softer and more eager to reveal a dry sense of humor and an enjoyment of telling and listening to stories. Despite wanting to put his days as a detective behind him, to the point of killing off his old name, he still possess a strong sense of justice. He will often help others, especially young girls, since he feels a need to atone for his late wife’s sins.

Level of addiction

None

Pro or anti liquid emotion?

anti

Other/Extra info

Blank enjoys lurking online imageboards and chatrooms and will often be in as many as twenty at a time. He claims he’s monitoring them but does truly enjoy watching others interact while they are under the cover of anonymity, going so far as to believe that true discourse can only be had on these darker places of the Internet. He also enjoys drinking, particularly hard alcohol. He does not eat meat of any kind.
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Name

Sergeant Major (retired) Jasper "Jas" Dennehy

Gender

Male

Age

54

Inner or Outer City?

Outer



Appearance

Jas is a gruff looking older man. His face is prematurely aged, scarred and grey. Jas shaves only when he feels like it, so he can appear clean shaven, with a stubble and sometimes even a full beard. Whenever Jas isn't wearing his Sky Farm uniform, his clothes tend to be old and hand-me-down, a sign of Jas' general miserliness. Nonetheless, he never goes out without a protective vest of some kind. Outer City can get quite dangerous.

Background

Jas doesn't remember much of his family, before he joined the army, Jas was an orphan. He learned to survive, relying both himself and the others. It is good to be independent, but alone you can only do so much, that is what Jas learned during his long life as an orphan and a soldier.

World War III may be over, but there is still chaos outside New York. Raiders and bandits, remnants of US Armed forces turned separatists, fundamentalist cults, radicals both left and right wing, and who knows what else. The Armed Forces loyal to the Government are as busy as ever, including the Rangers, whose main mission now is to safeguard the borders of the ever expanding City-State. Over the years in the Rangers Jas has seen much war and taken many emotions. Fighting is a traumatizing experience and many soldiers would probably have a hard time coping without emotions. Sometimes even they don't help. One day Jas forgot his apathy shot and became shell-shocked from the experience during a mission. It was then that he started questioning his feelings for the first time. Under apathy, the enemies were enemies, but suddenly he saw them as people as well. He became increasingly hesitant to take his shots, until he decided to retire.

Jas returned to Outer City, seeking a more productive life. He eventually joined the Sky Farm Project as a security guard. Post-War New York is a massive city, which requires a lot of produce. However, most farming buildings are located in Inner City, and supply chains are poorly managed, which is why Outer City suffers from famines. The purpose of the Sky Farms is to create new farms to the Outer City's rooftops to provide food and employment. However, they are susceptible to raids by criminals, which is why security guards, like Jas are needed. It's a dangerous job, but at least now Jas has something he feels worth protecting.

Personality

Jas is a man of experience, mostly bad. He prefers to keep his distance and doesn't make friends easily. However, you can count on him if you win his trust. It is also the most likely time for you to meet his philosophical, thoughtful side. Despite his military background, Jas isn't fond of fighting and prefers to talk before shooting. However, he won't hesitate if he needs to fight. He doesn't use liquid emotions, because he feels like you lose your identity to them. He may feel sad, angry, or unhappy, but at least that is what he truly feels like. That is another reason why he has difficulty making friends, because he often questions if he is friends with the person, or the liquid emotions in them.

Level of addiction

Clean

Pro or anti liquid emotion?

Anti, at least on principle

Other/Extra Info

Jas is trained in Gun Kata. His preferred style is the Blitzkrieg Rifle Tactics he learnt as a ranger, though he knows other styles as well, such as Wrestling Cobra.

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Dᴇᴍɪ U. Oʀᴅᴇ


Gender?

Fᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ.


Age?

26 ʏᴇᴀʀꜱ ᴏғ ᴀɢᴇ.


Inner or Outer City?

Bᴏʀɴ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴀɪꜱᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʟᴏʀɪᴏᴜꜱ ɪɴɴᴇʀ ᴄɪᴛʏ.


Appearance?

Dɪᴍᴇɴꜱɪᴏɴꜱ ᴀʀᴇ 1.98 ᴍᴇᴛᴇʀꜱ ᴀɴᴅ 70.3 ᴋɪʟᴏɢʀᴀᴍꜱ, ᴡᴇʟʟ ᴡɪᴛʜɪɴ ᴀᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛᴀʙʟᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴀᴍᴀᴛᴇʀꜱ. Lᴏɴɢ, ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ʜᴀɪʀ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴋᴇᴘᴛ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴘᴏɴʏᴛᴀɪʟ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱʜᴏʀᴛᴇɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴅʀᴇꜱꜱ ᴄᴏᴅᴇ. Sᴋɪɴ ɪꜱ ᴠᴇʀʏ ʟɪɢʜᴛ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴇʏᴇꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ. Eʏᴇʙʀᴏᴡꜱ ᴛʀɪᴍᴍᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴛʜɪɴ. I ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴘʀᴏᴠɪᴅᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇϙᴜɪʀᴇᴅ ᴘʜᴏᴛᴏɢʀᴀᴘʜ ʙᴇʟᴏᴡ (ᴏɴʟʏ ᴏɴᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴅᴇꜱᴛʀᴏʏᴇᴅ), ʜᴀɪʀ ʜᴀꜱ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴᴇᴅ ꜱɪɴᴄᴇ.


Background?

Tʜᴇ Oʀᴅᴇ ʜᴏᴜꜱᴇʜᴏʟᴅ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ꜱᴛᴀɴᴅꜱ ᴘʀᴏᴜᴅ ᴅᴇᴇᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɪɴɴᴇʀ ᴄɪᴛʏ, ᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘɪɴɴᴀᴄʟᴇ I ᴡᴀꜱ ʀᴀɪꜱᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ɪᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ. Mʏ ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ʜᴀꜱ ʙᴇᴇɴ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴇᴍᴘʟᴏʏᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴠᴇʀꜱᴇᴇɪɴɢ ᴏғ ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴍʏ ғᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ʟᴏɴɢ ꜱɪɴᴄᴇ ᴋᴇᴇᴘɪɴɢ ᴘᴇᴀᴄᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴜʟᴇ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴏᴜʀ ᴡᴏɴᴅᴇʀғᴜʟ ᴄɪᴛʏ. Tʜᴇʏ ʀᴀɪꜱᴇᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴏɴ ᴅɪꜱᴄɪᴘʟɪɴᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏʙᴇᴅɪᴇɴᴄᴇ, ꜱᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜ ɪɴ ʙᴏᴅʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍɪɴᴅ. Aʟʟ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜᴏᴜᴛ ᴍʏ ɢʀᴏᴡɪɴɢ ʏᴇᴀʀꜱ I ᴡᴀꜱ ᴍᴏɴɪᴛᴏʀᴇᴅ, ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟʟʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘʜʏꜱɪᴄᴀʟʟʏ, ᴇɴꜱᴜʀɪɴɢ ᴘᴇᴀᴋ ᴘᴇʀғᴏʀᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴍʏ ᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ ᴄᴀʟʟɪɴɢ. Mʏ ɢʀᴀᴅᴇꜱ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜᴏᴜᴛ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ꜱᴛᴇʟʟᴀʀ. Mʏ ᴘᴇʀғᴏʀᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴏᴘᴛɪᴍᴀʟ. I ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴘᴀꜱꜱᴇᴅ ᴀʟʟ ᴘʀᴇᴠɪᴏᴜꜱ ᴇᴠᴀʟᴜᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱ, ᴛʀɪᴀʟꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟɪᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴛᴇꜱᴛꜱ. I ᴡᴀꜱ ʀᴀɪꜱᴇᴅ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴘᴏꜱᴛ.


Personality?

Oɴᴇ ᴏғ ᴄᴀʟᴍɴᴇꜱꜱ, ᴘʀᴏғᴇꜱꜱɪᴏɴᴀʟɪꜱᴍ, ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴛᴏɪᴄɪꜱᴍ. Wᴇʟʟ ᴡɪᴛʜɪɴ ᴀᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛᴀʙʟᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴀᴍᴇᴛᴇʀꜱ. Cʟᴀɪᴍꜱ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴜɴᴘʀᴇᴅɪᴄᴛᴀʙʟᴇ ᴘꜱʏᴄʜᴏꜱᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴏ-ᴄᴀʟʟᴇᴅ "ᴡɪᴛʜᴅʀᴀᴡᴀʟ ʀᴀɢᴇꜱ" ʙʏ ʟᴇꜱꜱ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴄʀᴇᴅɪʙʟᴇ ꜱᴏᴜʀᴄᴇꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ɪɢɴᴏʀᴇᴅ. Aʟʟ ɪꜱ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴀᴛᴇ.


Level of Addiction?

A ᴛʏᴘᴏ, I ᴘʀᴇꜱᴜᴍᴇ. Tʜᴇʀᴇ ɪꜱ ɴᴏ ᴀᴅᴅɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ. Oɴʟʏ ʀᴇɢᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ. Aɴᴅ I ᴀᴍ ᴡᴇʟʟ ʀᴇɢᴜʟᴀᴛᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴘᴀʀᴛᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴏғ ᴍʏ ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴꜱ.

..ɴᴏ, ᴍᴀ'ᴀᴍ. I ᴡᴀꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴀᴡᴀʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀᴅɪɴɢ ᴡᴀꜱ ɪɴᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ. I'ᴠᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴀɴ ɪᴅᴇᴀ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴏꜱᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ғᴀɪʟᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴀᴛᴄʜ ɪᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴠɪᴇᴡꜱ.


Pro or anti liquid emotion?

I ᴀʙɪᴅᴇ ʙʏ ɪᴛ ᴀꜱ I ᴀʙɪᴅᴇ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ғʟᴏᴡꜱ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴍʏ ᴠᴇɪɴꜱ.


Other/Extra Info

Sʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴏɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴠɪᴇᴡ?

..I ᴀᴍ ʜᴏɴᴏʀᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴀᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏꜱɪᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ Cᴀᴘᴛᴀɪɴ, ᴍᴀ'ᴀᴍ.

Gʟᴏʀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ.
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