[CHAR] NEOTOKYO: State of Disarray [Open]

[Jeep Wrangler]

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Takai Shunsen

	Takai Shunsen 'Taki' 6'0" | 81kg | 27 Years | Heterosexual Birthplace: Itoman, Okinawa - Japanese Callsign: 'North 5-2'

Profile

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Appearance

Takai Shunsen isn't an overly well-built fellow, only carrying enough muscle to withstand the necessary tasks he'd be assigned to as a combat operative. With lengthy brown hair, draping just below his neck and covering the majority of his forehead, Takai isn't one to present himself in a neat-and-tidy sense unless the situation called for it. Standing at 6'0", he holds a rather well-rounded height for his agility and requirements within his working field. He holds a hazel iris shade behind his occasionally tired-filled eyelids. What's more, Takai tends to follow inconsistencies in his facial presentation, sometimes brandishing a faint stubble, on the occasion with some styling to it, or simply reducing his skin to a clean-shaven smoothness to help represent his stability inside. On a less biological and human sense, Takai also has several smaller metallic frames built into his temple, holding in place his portable but reliable PHUD, or Personal Heads Up Display. Acting as a quick alternative to headgear-mounted visual setups, Takai takes full advantage of this during operational values, but it can equally be taken off to maintain the pure skin view. On top of that, his forearms use muscle reinforcement augmentations, instead of a full prosthetic replacement.

When it comes to his attire, on-duty Takai takes his outfitting into serious consideration. A balance of protection and mobility is key in his eyes, allowing for versatility in the streets of NeoTokyo and on the rooftops of skylines. His Combat Unit outfit is bred by the NSF for Raids and with combat situations entirely in mind. Offering moderate protection against ballistics and other small fragmentation pieces ensures Takai is well rounded for intense skirmishes if need be. For a less intensive roll, casual investigative attires are usually scattered across his wardrobe. Finally, his off-duty clothing is as ranged as it could be. A blend of modernised street clothes to the more smart casual can find its way onto his body with ease.

Personality

Letting someone out of his grasp is what Takai would describe as his worst fear. Whether that is losing a suspect he's been following, a loved one or a simple friend and comrade, losing those around him is the greatest pain. However, at the same time, the aggressive nature of the NeoToyko lifestyle has taught him to maintain a consistent set of confidence and determination around his goals, hoping to at least excel in his prime nature. On top of that, Takai has only recently come out of his shell for interactions outside of the workplace, with recent reforms to the NSF guiding him into trusting his comrades whenever he can. Whilst his unit is relatively managed well, Takai takes it upon himself to deal with some of the more theoretical parts of the job role, such as pen-pushing, whenever his comrades are struggling. It's a carried trait that has led on from his past years in investigation and interception of policing. Takai at least finds himself to be quite well managed on time, concerned with going off schedule and sometimes getting easily annoyed when things don't go the initial planned way. Despite this, Takai is proficient in his determination to improvise in deadly situations, attempting to keep a clear head to reduce the chances of losing it.

On the other hand, Takai isn't as unapproachable as one might expect. Sure, his stern work-face has given off impressions of aggressiveness, assertive dominance and perpetual obedience, but his real persona is quite the opposite. Takai does enjoy the life outside of his workplace, despite how corrupt and unfathomably immoral many of the establishments may turn out. With a slight hope to bring more people into his life after the loss of many more in the past, Takai's initiative rests in that of the friends he makes around him and their capabilities as people. Previously, Takai's kindness went on to simply being a lending ear for venting and aggression, however his attempted consulting nature has recently made a new arrival into his inviting charisma. Obviously, he isn't a perfect man when it comes to keeping the social situation going, and has trouble separating certain incriminating eras of his career from the reality of his homebound life. Even so, a natural sceptic at heart, Takai is prone to raise questions, even when those he works for may not advise him to. Results are like gold, of course.

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Role

Investigative Combat Specialist - NSF

Previous Employment

Kyoto Police - Honshu Special Investigation Agency (H.S.I.A)

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Biography

Okinawa, being the smallest of the five main Japanese islands, was the birthplace of young Takai, where he was brought up by pure homeland parents under a rather strict and disciplined collective. A bloodline leaning back to the traditional values of the Imperial Regime, Takai grew up in vigilance and honesty, learning to value the community and nation he was bred from. At first, the themes of nationalism were all but clear to him, swiping him up in a tempting wave of family value. Moving through the years of youth was swift but it was no means easy. Every week his family would listen to stories told by Takai's own Grandfather and Great Grandfather, speaking of their time within the Imperial Japanese Air Force and Army during the Second World War. Both coming from officerhood, it seemed rather miraculous that both had survived, holding the contradictory belief of living to fight another day if the next day needed them more. Iwo Jima, Okinawa and the Battle of Midway were all from their fabulous tales, still making Takai ponder how none of them had been subjected to ritualistic suicides for their nation and Emperor. He speculated that they were either too important or perhaps just lucky, but the sceptical questioning was always there.

In fact, that was where Takai first developed his intrigue in questioning the legitimacy of ones stories. A thirst for knowledge drove the child to study well throughout his education, he began to expertise in a sort of questioning task of philosophy, finding it more fun to ask questions and to find answers. However, philosophy itself frustrated him dearly, and the fact that no definite answer could be found drove him to drop all interest and instead pursue the ideas of law and order. Partly influenced by his Dad's convincing, hoping to get some sort of success out of Takai himself, eventually he tried to find his way through the pen-pushing environment of the lawyer's firms. Yet despite this, something in his early childhood struck him with fear. It all happened in 2012. That singular nuclear warhead dropped onto Tokyo, the capital of his homeland, and decimated half of the capital he'd grown to idolise through stories of his elders. Splintering screams and the vast boom was heard all throughout Okinawa on the very day. The sirens and the shrieks of panicked mothers, worried more arsenals were going to drop on their heads plagued his nightmares and struck a nerve in the poor boy.

Immediately, he found it within himself to take up a fatherly legacy. There was no war to come forth, not yet, and so Tekai immediately switched gears in his childlike mind to be a police officer of sorts, hoping to serve against those who would root out to destroy the means of his own nation. Throughout his teenage years, he heard stories all about the construction of NeoTokyo. It sounded wonderful at first; a true comeback against a supposed Korean menace. As the years passed faster and faster, with technology rising even quicker than before, the overwhelming tales of brilliance started to flood through his school gates. As soon as he graduated, Tekai left to Kyoto after securing a place in the police academy nearby, spending the next few years of his life learning the trades of an officer within the law. And unexpectedly, this is where his ideals began to change.

He began to see the dangers. Nationalist tendencies began to fade from his very view as he found the damage it began to cause upon others who weren't well versed in their own nations supposed superiority. Once again, Takai found himself questioning and being as sceptical as he could be. Failing to meet eye to eye with several of his officers, many of which were thinking of joining a recently acclaimed Military Unit formed within the JSDF. Article 9 had been abolished, and so a new wave of military interest had surged throughout the nation. Many individuals were hopeful of the newfound rise to power the nation may go through, and yet Takai refused to find a reason to join up. Instead, as the numbers of his policing precinct began to shrink, the overload of work began to bury Takai, ruining his social life once more and restricting him to long nights away from home. A previous lover of his, short term of course, left his side due to the recent absurdity of his work hours, finding him to be only loyal to that of his badge. Within months of the breakup, Takai found himself searching for a job within the Honshu Special Investigation Agency, a blend of armed policing and inspector career paths. Soon enough, he fell in love with the job, and finally made the trip to the acclaimed NeoTokyo for his first ever assignment.

It was a blend of beauty and a shithole all in the same street. No matter where he looked, he was struck by the awe of the neon lights, beautiful smells and amazing sounds to go around, and yet at the same time he felt an edge of disgust seep into the conditions of the city's populace. Hundreds were somewhat struggling, particularly those who hadn't conformed to the new wave of nationalism, living out their days on the old-Tokyo town. Before being granted access into the newly established Exclusion Zone of the fateful day that shook his childhood, Takai underwent several augmentation surgeries to enhance his ability both as a detective and peacekeeping soldier, of sorts. These included the face mounts for his regularly attached PHUD, small cybernetic muscle relaxants and reinforcements to further amplify his ability and reflexes to a par level with most soldiers of the modern world. Eventually, he was stationed in several lookout posts just outside of the pockets of radiation, routing out information on local criminal groups and rumoured organisations of Korean Exiles keen on continuing a supposed fight that had never been started. Gunfights were regular and the toils of battle eventually wore him down. And just as things were about to settle, the Moderate Minister won the elections.

A failed coup later, the big news of the exiling of the Jinrai, an infamous military branch destined to raise the banner of the rising sun across their homeland, brought about a new employment opportunity. At first, Takai didn't actually choose the career path offered to him. Initially he dismissed the invitation into a newfound branch known as the NSF, but persistence from his recruiters eventually granted him consent into joining this somewhat shadowy protection force he was unaware of. Eventually, he discovered its connections to the Prime Minister, and soon learned about a war that was seemingly raging for the last few weeks before the NSF's initiation. Against the Jinrai, a potentially black and white engagement of violent politics was fought in the shadowy alleyways and abandoned rooftops of much of Tokyo. One year passed and Takai made himself a somewhat recognisable member, but not one of any famous standing point. Specialising more in investigation as well as participating in numerous failed and successful raids on the advanced Jinrai adversaries, he felt the stress of battle begin to rip and tear into his confidence again. And now? Well...now was a time for being sceptical, as always.

Equipment

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Field and On-Duty

• Combat Unit of the NSF
• Personal Heads Up Display, tailored to his face mounts.
• Tactical Notations Pad
• NP-721-S Variant Sub-Carbine
• S-112 Handgun
• NSF Dataknife

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Theme

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[Letter Bee]

Ashton Andrews-Hyuga

Artwork Originally of Jason Levasseur from Moonlight Apparition, a webcomic made by one Darkhalo4321; all credit given to her.

Name
Ashton Andrews-Hyuga

Nationality
Japanese-American

Age
16, requesting special permission for 'outer perimeters'. If need be, I can age him up to 18.

Sexuality
Bisexual

Birth
2015, Hokkaido.

Appearance
Description of how they look, physically as well as in their clothing. Perhaps choose on and off duty clothing as well for extra pizzazz! This should include their NSF uniform (providing you are still within them at the time of reading this), as well as their non combat uniforms and civilian wear. Later dates when factions can be swapped will obviously have heavy tolls on their appearance. Not only this, but also describe physical attributes towards their appearance, such as hair colour, body stature, eye colour and more to detail their face claim.

Ashton normally wears a resized version of whatever uniform is assigned to the NSF's tech support and cyber security personnel, but favors green-colored shirts and blue jeans as his civilian wear. He has a fondness of the color green in general as it fits with his eyes, and tries to wear it as much as possible.

Physically, Ashton is fit and athletic due to trying to exercise as much as possible when not running firewalls or controlling drones. Despite being shut in a computer room for long hours, Ashton's skin nevertheless is less pasty than expected due to him spending at least some time every day outside or in a tanning room. His hair, however, is relatively messy and frazzled, something he deliberately keeps as one concession to the sterotype. He is also rather short for his age.

Height
5'3.

Personality
Ashton Andrews-Hyuga feels great pride in his achievements and skill, and feels the need to constantly defend his position against those who would be predjudiced against him due to his age and foreign blood. This can come off as arrogance and posturing, but those who stick by Ashton would see that there is a kinder person inside who believes in the NSF and its goals... Albeit with reservations. Due to his precarious social position as a Half-Japanese, he is uncomfortable with Jinrai's existence and wants it to fall. This desire makes him braver than most people his age, but also more cautious at times because he knows he can't achieve his goals through recklessness.

Role
Cyber-security specialist with a side affinity for controlling drones.

Equipment
High-end miniature laptop the size of a notebook, a smartphone, various small electronic surveillance devices (bugs and such), a small pistol and a knife, and bulletproof under-armor beneath his normal clothes.

Previous Careers
Local School Computer Club.

Biography
Born after the destruction of Tokyo to a Japanese father and an American mother, Ashton knew what it was like to have to face prejudice for his foreign links sooner than most, and how sheer ability can overcome said prejudice up to a point. Said prejudice didn't just come from the normal 'dislike' of Japanese with foreign blood, but also from a new distrust of anything foreign after the nuking of Old Tokyo.

From an early age, Ashton began pushing himself in mind and body, hoping to impress classmates and teachers alike so that even if he was still disliked, he would at least be respected. And it worked. In time, he began to acquire an ever-widening circle of friends, some with Ainu heritage, while others were ethnic Koreans who somehow avoided forced deportations and various other forms of 'soft purging' after Tokyo's nuking.

The rise of Jinrai was hard on said friends, his family, and himself, with their nationalistic propaganda infecting people who would otherwise be friendlier to them. Despite himself, Ashton felt as though it might be better for him to withdraw from people and become just another 'NEET/Hikikomori'.

That moment passed when he saw just how good he was at the computer, being able to grasp concepts that normally required years of experience and training to learn. Joining the local school's computer club, Ashton dedicated his surplus time to bettering himself further and fending off any attempts to bully him and his friends. He will not retreat dishonorably. He was not a coward. He was Japanese enough to stand his ground, damnit!

The failure of Jinrai's coup and the formation of the newly-formed NSF emboldened Ashton further, and on impulse, he decided to test the cyber-security of that organization. Now having advanced his skills in the theory and practice of hacking in the past few years, Ashton decided to go to Neo-Tokyo to demonstrate to the NSF just why they should hire a kid. Once in that city, Ashton then went to a subway station and guarded only by a small modified floating drone, promptly broke the NSF's cyber-defenses and left conspicuous marks of his presence.

Then, once said presence was noticed, he turned himself in, telling the police that his goal had always been to demonstrate how the cyber-security of the NSF was currently crap and how he can make it much better.

After a few grueling days of interrogation, consideration, and debate, it was decided that the boy was right, and he deserved that job - But he would be closely-watched...

Affiliations
Kaito Hyuga - Father.
Samantha Andrews - Mother.
Various friends made in Hokkaido, both Full-blooded Japanese and Japanese of Ainu heritage.

Relationships [Optional]
This is how they view other characters throughout the story. This will be updated as major changes in their involvement and view of one another is expanded. Most changes will be listed from experiences out of combat, but some can occur from within their combat positioning out in the field. They can become rivals, hating on one another, romantic couples or simply comrades in arms.

Character Theme
Not necessary, but can be used if wished. Just a tad fun.

@LetMeDoStuff

[FalloutJack]

Karine Asagi

NAME>>>>>

Karine Asagi

NATIONALITY>>>>>

Japanese

AGE>>>>>

27

SEXUALITY>>>>>

Heterosexual

BIRTH>>>>>

10/1/2007 - Saitama

APPEARANCE>>>>>

The first thing to be noted is that, technically, the photograph is outdated. Asagi use to have a pair of blue eyes, but now her eyes are red and digital-looking, with a faint glow at times. She has short black hair and light skin, with the body of a well-maintained athlete. That is to say, before the change, she had had a well-maintained athletic body made for running, jumping, tumbling, and even squeezing into places, where possible. She's also a bit curved and well-formed, as well, but...she hasn't exactly been advertising that lately.

You see, Karine Asagi is a cyborg, but more importantly she is a cyborg not be choice, but rather as a necessary response to an incident that left her otherwise broken, physically and mentally. So, her eyes are cybertech implants, and so are her arms and legs. They tried to make them fit the shape of her body as much as possible, and therefore make them designed for speed and agility, but they still hit like a a length of rebar to the face if you're made of flesh. Unfortunately, they don't mimic the look of humanity, and therefore this woman's limbs are as black as the night, and they appear to be made double-jointed, and thus can bend both ways at will.

Asagi's work attire generally starts with a full-body combat suit that focuses on protecting the core while leaving the arms and legs able to flex and mmove properly. If it's gotta be a thing with the NFS sign on it, it's going to be dark and thus easy to sneak around in. The other thing about her work attire is that after that ensemble, she tends to have on a nice storm-gray longcoat for reasons of personal taste and storing stuff. She will, of course, employ stronger armor and a helmet as need-be, but in most cases, they won't be used.

As for casual, at no point will you see her in anything fancy. All her nights on the town are not going to be like that. If she's not directly offf work in the above attire, she's in a shirt and pants, preferrably jeans, and doesn't really vary. Always wears the best hiking/climbing boots. People who SEE Karine will notice that she lives more in her work, and not so much when she has extra time to think on her own. At that point, she's either waiting for something to interrupt her thoughts or going down a dark path, and that is often written on her face.

HEIGHT>>>>>

5'10"

PERSONALITY>>>>>

Aye, there's the rub. She's a nice gal, honestly, but things have gone wrong for her. Let's start from the top.

She began as a realist with a bit of optimism in her life as she entered the Japanese military at the minimum age (20), and by now has changed her views to something more cynical. In the beginning, Karine use to take pride in her work, yet remain in touch with family more. She performed with due diligence and has often been a morally-grounded person. That much has not changed, per se, but her attitude has. Her current self looks back upon her past self as a bit naive and too optimistic, believing that things will work out with just the right amount of footwork to a situation and perseverence.

The current Asagi believes that if the footwork isn't kicking ass with little mercy for the dangerous scum that cause no end of trouble, it really shouldn't be knee-deep in the shit that is this conflict. The incident that damaged her did more than physical damage. It crushed her, made her feel like she was no longer a human being, and that was BEFORE the prosthetics were installed. The incident, plus the dissonant feeling she sometimes gets from cybertechnology installed in her causes a Cyber-Psychosis, or a form of Phantom Limb Syndrome that applies strictly to the body freaking out when confronted with the foreign input of cyber-replacements. These incidents are mostly when she's feeling emotionally vulnerable or a trauma related to the incident is put to mind.

Because of this, Asagi really doesn't like free time, that much. She's thrown alot of herself into her work, believing that she isn't a proper human, but a rather ambulatory torso. She's also on a fairly-strict diet and exercise routine of sit-ups because a body that can't exercise and eats too much will bloat up while the cyber-limbs remain the same and do nothing for the burning of excess fat. This allows her to keep her figure, though...she's not giving much thought to that. Generally, any happiness Asagi feels is short-term because she doesn't believe she can be anything more than useful to those around her. Her moral fiber has remained fairly intact, as she will fight to prevent people from becoming like her, but she also has a darker side...like having no mercy towards the irredeemable, or torturing for information. In situations like that, she has ceased to care what people think.

The only good thing about all this is that if you have managed to get her respect, she's keeping it, and she still treats those in need and those who are fair to others fairly themselves. And...it's not like she can't crack a joke or smile. It's just that she has less to be happy about in her life.

PREVIOUS CAREERS>>>>>

Main Japanese Military

CURRENT ROLE>>>>>

Infiltration and Surgical Strike - NSF

EQUIPMENT>>>>>

NOTE: This is STANDARD equipment. Anything can be added or replaced.

Cyber-Eyes - Advanced tracking and targeting eyes with Head-Up Display (HUD), designed to see in normal and low-light, as well as switch to infrared. The HUD is mainly for pulling in other interactions, such as with cameras, recordings of actions, and especially targeting vectors for movement and gunplay.

Cyber-Limbs - Both arms and both legs. As stated, they are made more for better movement and flexibility (via the reverse-jointing and slender design) than strength, though a flesh target getting hit with one will STILL feel it. They are reinforced into the bones they attached to on Asagi's body and in fact link arm to arm and leg to leg across the body (under the skin and across the bone) in order to grant full use of what strength their is without risking the limb breaking off of the bone. (Fans of Ghost in the Shell will know what that's all about.)

Supa 7 Tactical Shotgun - A tactical shotgun, compact and powerful, chambered with standard 12-guage, and a side holder four 4 Slug shells. Developed as the only product of the Murata Corporation before being absorbed by Gensai, it's main official users are the NSF, using it in urban and close quarters combat.

Glock-17S (x2) - Sure-grip semi-automatic pistol (12 round magazine) built as a slender and more light-weight competitor to the Tachi ammo-dumping pistol, still solid enough to whip into people's heads hard enough to knock them out.

Kawasaki Mirage - 'The bike so fast it's not there anymore'. Karine's well-balanced high-speed motorcycle, built to be fast and quiet, and gray like fog or smoke. It's made for work AND fun.

BIOGRAPHY>>>>

Does SHE have a militarized background?! Why yes, yes she does.

Karine Asagi was born and raised in Saitama by a pair of talented CyberTechnicians. It was kind of like being raised by Buckaroo Banzai's parents, if both of them were Japanese and excelled at one particular field instead of alot of them. The two scientists were meticulous and dedicated designers, and perhaps their daughter would've followed in their footsteps...but something rather-importantly impacted her life: The Tokyo Nuclear Bombing. She was able to bear witness from a relatively-safe distance, and that put a fire in her that wouldn't go out. Karine's background and education was so-engrained in technical data that she actually had decent aptitude in technical fields. She could even do it now, if she tried. All of it was due to the exposure her parents gave her early on in life, thus giving her an academic headstart.

However, it was not this that she wanted to pursue. Ever the willful and dedicated sort, she decided that saving lives before they needed parts of them replaced was the nobler action than just supplying replacements when a situation arose. Her parents didn't stand in her way. After all, it's not like she couldn't take up the job later...provided she lived. And so, after enough academic study and personal physical training, Karine Asagi enlisted into the Japanese military, where she became essentially regular army, at the government's disposal for all major problems, foreign and domestic. She joined when at age 20 and was assigned to missions until the age of 24...where things went bad.

It wasn't her fault. She was professional, only reckless insofar as a calculated risk that could get her an injury and a reprimand at worst. She didn't know the kind of nest that she walked into. What she found, at the time, a piece of the organization known as Jinrai, and in a moment of surprise on both ends, Karine opened fire with everything she had on those found, since she had been scouting around and found at least ten men. This was merely an act of a hasty retreat while calling in reinforcements. How could SHE know it was an arms deal and that the dealer was selling shitty product? No, it wasn't that the explosives were crappy and unusable. No no...they were unstable, as in going through the process that creates Nitro Glycerin. It didn't ALL go up. Otherwise, she'd be dead and the building would be too...but it did collapse a significant portion on her.

Her colleagues would later report that the only reason they knew that she was still alive in that was from the screams... Karine had been lucky to be alive...but she'd taken irreparable damage to the eyes and her limbs...on top of rib damage. The ribs would heal. Not so much the arms and legs, though. And so, she lay broken in a hospital, until her parents and a doctor convinced her to get prosthetics, ones that her mother and father would make certain were up to a proper standard. Several months of recovery and a number of cyber-operations later, Karine was back on her feet, artificial feet...albeit with alot of baggage on board. Because her post-repaired state tested well, though, she had a job lined up for her...

AFFILIATIONS>>>>>

Toshiro Asagi - Father, CyberTechnician
Ari Asagi - Mother, CyberTechnician
Arsene Lupin The 3rd - Fictional Character, Inspiration

RELATIONSHIPS>>>>>

Unknown

CHARACTER THEMES>>>>>

[Smike]

My Hider

Name
Daiyu Li

Nationality
Chinese

Age
30

Sexuality
Bisexual

Birth
January 2, 2001, Hong Kong

Appearance
Daiyu prides herself on her looks when not in the field, taking great care to look presentable at all times. Her hair is kept in place by ornamental combs and pins to keep it from hiding her face, wearing designer blouses with necklines that could described as impractically low and sunglasses that cost more than some people's cars. Her sleeves are almost always short and her midriff is often exposed to show off the intricate tattoos running across her body. For special occasions where some quaint show of deference to her host country is needed she'll switch to the collection of elegant silk kimonos she has in her closet. She makes no effort to disguise her robotic arm, happy to recount the story of how a stubborn horse fell on it's side with her under it. What she does keep hidden is that her right pinky is a prosthetic as well, albeit a much higher quality one.

When on duty she opts for a lightweight version of the NSF uniform, preferring the increased mobility over armor.

Height
5 feet 9 inches

Personality
Daiyu tends to be quiet both in her professional and personal life, usually content to just fade into the background and listen. If one were to make conversation with her she'd be a good participant, if not a particularly vocal one. She listens intently, often facing away from the other person as she mulls over their words but asking question just to show she's paying attention. But she shares little about herself and even less of it is true. You can learn all sorts of things about people by paying attention and waiting for them reveal more than she should. What sort of watch their wife got them for their birthday, how long they're going to be away from home on vacation, how badly they're in need of quick cash. Why would she risk revealing her own liabilities when she can pick up on those of others? Li is a very good listener, a comforting shoulder to cry on as she carefully catalogs any weaknesses. At this point its more of a habit, years of casing places for burglary and sizing up desperate salarymen to determine just how exorbitant of an interest rate for a loan you can squeeze out of them will do that to a person. Daiyu doesn't raise her voice except under dire circumstances, keeping calm and thinking carefully when presented with challenging situations. Her problems are approached with a clear head and resolute demeanor, emotion isn't allowed to interfere with finding a solution. Whether that solution is briefcase full of cash, a knife in the dark or a hasty retreat, she's always sure that it was the most reasonable option available.

A con artist and thief before she was a hired blade Daiyu puts a premium on politeness, never forgetting a name, face or son's birthday. She has a Rolodex of minor underworld figures local and otherwise, businessmen, celebrities, all manner of people's she worked for, with and against. You never know when that cop who you slide a few thousand yen for a deposit on a home to can be convinced to report a suspect as having escaped, or when you can get an invite to a very exclusive fundraising party from a certain high rolling up and coming politician who really doesn't want some of his indiscretions coming to light. Daiyu excels at these sort of games, enjoying the give and take atmosphere of the web of lies and owed favors that connected high society with the low.

One of the only topics that gets her genuinely animated is art. She can talk for hours about the Renaissance masters or the sculptures of ancient Greece and the pop art movement of the mid 1950s or really any major era of artwork. She fancies herself a bit of collector, having a few minor pieces on display as well as quite a bit more that were never officially sold, or even sold at all.

Role
In the field she serves as an Assault unit, her speed making her a good candidate for smash and grab type operations. Out of common she serves as a sort of public face for the NSF, an immigrant who enmeshed herself completely into Japan and became a successful entrepreneur before signing up to protect her adopted home. She's used to shake donations out of her high society friends and can sometimes provide intel sourced from less savory contacts.

Equipment
Hewit Bullstoper-Chambered in .45 ACP this revolver is tough, sturdy, easy to use and easier to maintain.

Model 155 SMG-Lightweight enough to be wielded with one hand and with an integrated suppressor, it's perfect for quiet work.

Rope Dart-Useful for either rappelling up and down buildings or catching fleeing suspects, the dart can either dig into soft targets with it's bladed tip or latch onto buildings with it's prongs.

"Dàojiā" Pattern Jian- An elegant weapon for a more civilized age. This ancient designed has been updated for the modern age with a carbon steel vibroblade capable of dealing with modern armors. Eccentric yes, but no less dangerous.

Left Arm- A cybernetic replacement for the arm she lost in a horse riding accident, or so she claims. The arm isn't any stronger than a normal flesh and blood limb but can more of a beating .

Datapads- One is used simply for recording information that she'd rather keep private. Daiyu had it's ability to connect to networks removed to keep people from prying into her business. The other is a standard issue model where her more public data goes.

Reflex Enhancements- Exactly what it sounds like. Thanks to a series of implants connected to her spine Daiyu can process information faster than an unaugmented human could. Useful for ducking behind cover when shots start flying, or just a fun party trick.

Previous Careers

-Founder, CEO and President of Yùnqì Hé Zhīshì Brokerage (Public Knowledge)

-Affiliate of the Yamaguchi-gumi crime family (Not Public Knowledge)

Biography
Daiyu was born in Hong Kong to Wei and Chen Li, a new addition to a household that was barely making ends meet as it was. Her father Wei was a night security guard and her mother Li worked as a janitor for the cramped tenement they lived in. Two minimum wages jobs had hardly been enough to feed them and Wei's aging father, the introduction of another people was nearly catastrophic. Daiyu's earliest years were spent listening to her parents argue about money while Grandpa Min held her. By the time she was five the situation had gotten so dire that the family emigrated to Japan, settling into the Adachi district of Tokyo. The daughter managed to pick up Japanese pretty quickly but had a heavy accent for much of her childhood, marking her as a foreigner. She got into fights often, throwing punches at any kid who mocked her accent or place of birth no matter how much bigger or older they where. After the third black eye before her seventh birthday her Grandfather made her an offer: if she kept her grades up he'd teach her the arts of Taijin sword-fighting and Heihuquan, better known as Black Tiger kung fu.

Daiyu of course agreed but found that she had actually enrolled herself in an extended lesson on remaining calm. Both arts are incredibly aggressive by nature but any time she lost control or put more focus on brute force than technique the lessons would stop and she'd be sent to her room to read in silence. As her skill increased so did her patience, Daiyu internalizing the importance of staying level-headed in any situation. She also began to branch out, making more friends at school and taking an interest in other martial arts, especially western boxing and jiu-jitsu. Whenever she was in class she was paying closer attention to other students than the lesson, picking up on any important gossip she could.

It was sheer luck that the Li family wan't reduced to ash by the nuclear fire that consumed half of Tokyo. They had returned back to Hong Kong to visit with family for Daiyu's twelfth the day before the bomb was dropped, crowded around a tiny TV set in an aunt's living room as the reports came in. Their home was one of the many that were completely destroyed. It took months for them to be allowed back in, Daiyu staring wide eyed at ruin. Although she would never admit it, she would also feel that after centuries of imperialism and refusing to answer for the atrocities they had committed, the Japanese deserved a good hit every now and again.

The slums that bordered the bombed out districts where the perfect place to go exploring, Daiyu picking through abandoned homes for valuables and putting on impromptu demonstrations of her skills for the others kids that were hanging around. Her standing challenge to any kid that wanted to test themselves against what she had learned was taken up by the leader of a small group of street toughs who sent his biggest friend to knock her down a peg. It cost her a few nasty cuts but Daiyu prevailed and was brought in as one of the "boys", so to speak. She quickly got used to it, learning to pick pockets and serving as a lookout while her gang raided unattended cars and slipped through open windows. One of her favorite jobs was when she got to play the lost little girl or the desperate hitchhiker, getting people to open their hearts and their wallets with a few tears. As they got older the gang moved into smuggling cigarettes and bootleg electronics, even occasionally dealing in narcotics. For a bunch of sixteen year olds the money was great, but they were also way in over their heads. The gang was found out by a local underboss of the Yamaguchi-gumi crime syndicate and told to join up or die.

Understandably they decided to join up. Daiyu's talent for creeping around the slums translated into a natural affinity for cat burglary,climbing up to second and third story fire escapes and slipping in in search of jewelry or loose cash. One of her gangs duties was to work at a mechanic's garage that served as a money laundering front, mostly there to look busy and keep people from asking too many questions. Daiyu would hang around the back when she could, listening with interest as smugglers and enforcers talked about business. Every time she turned up she was shooed away until the man running the store, Aito, took an interest in her. The young Chinese immigrant was taken under his wing, Aito showing her how to handle money and deal in the world of legitimate business. From the office overlooking the garage Daiyu began to work longer and more profitable cons, squeezing desperate people with exorbitant loans and defrauding clueless tourists with bogus theft insurance. All the while she was continuing to steal, gradually becoming more respected in the eyes of the Yakuza. As a foreigner she could never inducted in properly but she was appreciated for the steady income she brought in from her cons and heists, as well as her kowtowing to local customs. As a show of respect she had gotten tattoos across her back and arms that evoked the infamous markings of the Yakuza and would often dress in traditional Japanese attire, learning customs and showing deference to her superiors.

And that would have been enough for her to stay in a stable position as a tolerated and maybe even accepted outsider if everything had gone right. But it was not to be. As her heists got more elaborate and her reputation grew more people wanted in on the action, her already small cut being encroached on by the sons of proper members of the family. She was forced to scramble and try and cope with untrained and unskilled brutes on jobs that required a light touch. Predictably one of them screwed up. A routine burglary of a high end apartment went wrong and her partner was killed and her left arm shattered into uselessness when their get-away vehicle was hit by a van. She was carried out of the wreck and sent to a private doctor who had experience with patients who needed extra discretion.

As soon as she woke up Daiyu was on trial. The money invested in planning had all gone to waste and the son of a mid level Yakuza soldier was dead on her watch. She had been allowed to stick around as long as she had been making money but their patience had run out. Daiyu was surrounded by eight hard faced men who were ready to kill her and dump her corpse into the harbor without a second thought, with no way out. So she did the only thing she could.

She began to talk.

The botched heist had been the exception, not the rule. For years now she had been a faithful source of income, regular payments from her various scams supplemented by healthy bonuses from heists. Surely it would be a waste to throw that all away. Why not let her live so she could keep working for them? She be giving them a much larger cut of course, as penance. It was a long shot and she knew it, but luckily they agreed. She was under the thumb of the Yakuza now. They would be taking most of any money she made, as well as something else. Daiyu managed to convince herself to be grateful that their was disinfectant on hand when they made her amputate her own remaining pinky finger.

She was twenty one years old and needed to start earning money. She managed to plead with Aito for a loan and opened up a brokerage firm, learning the ins and outs of the stock market as she went. With a competent team of investors hired the firm was turning a decent profit by itself, but more than that it was an opportunity. It provided a way for her to launder the money coming in from the odd jobs and crimes of opportunity she was doing, and she could charge a fee to keep other people's money safe as well. The dirty money she brought in allowed her to hire more experts and move to a nicer building in recently built Neo-Tokyo, attracting more clients with more clean cash so she could wash more dirty money and use those fees to attract more...

It was a tenuous potion sustained by spending dangerous men's money on risky gambles to keep the Yakuza off her back while hoping the whole cyclical system didn't collapse like a house of cards. It was stressful, nerve-wracking, infuriating to see millions of yen that should have been hers go into someone else's pockets. And she loved every moment of it. There was a thrill to having to keep up a presentable exterior for the outside world while fielding inquiries and demands from the scum of society, a certain knack needed to keeping the whole ship from sinking. By the time she was twenty four she had managed to get it to a point where it could stand on its own. More than that, she was part of high society. Wealthy celebrities and industry leaders had shown up to her for help managing their portfolios on the recommendation of their bookies and dealers and the properties of their favorite brothels. Using her talent for saying just what people wanted to hear Daiyu got herself invited to dinners and parties and private screenings where she was introduced to more socialites and members of high society in need of a very polite, very intelligent and very discrete investment expert who was also willing to help make your financial records look a bit cleaner. It was another circle and soon Yùnqì Hé Zhīshì Brokerage and its charismatic young founder were front page of magazines and websites throughout Japan and the world.

No matter how much money she handled, no matter how many rich snobs she was invited to play golf with, Daiyu would always belong to the Yamaguchi family. So when they told her to sign up with the NSF to keep an eye on them, she did without complaint. Privately she knew that someone of her caliber was wasted on spy work. She also knew that it was probably an order from the father who's son she had apparently gotten killed in hopes of her catching a bullet. But what could she do? She was still a foreigner and always would be, even after two decades of trying to integrate herself. And so one of the biggest success stories in Neo-Tokyo signed up and smiled for pictures and made a statement about how she loved her adopted home so dearly she couldn't stand by and let it be torn apart, she was already starting to form a new plan.

Affiliations
-Wei Li (Father)
-Chen Li (Mother)
-Min Li (Grandfather)
-Wei Li (Father)
Relationships [Optional]
TBD

Extras
-Speaks Chinese, English and Japanese fluently
-Has a penthouse in downtown Neo-Tokyo for entertaining her high society friends, but spends most of her time in a rundown studio apartment on the outskirts of Old Tokyo.
-Has a private plane and personal driver.
-The art in her penthouse is all either recreations of great works or more contemporary pieces. The real ones are kept in the tenement building whose top floor she owns under a different name.
-Drops and picks up languages and accents as needed.

[Smike]

Kazankova Bykov

Name
Kazankova Dasha Bykov

Aliases
Casanova, Dasher, Kaz, Jack-Ov

Nationality
]American

Age
30

Sexuality
Bisexual

Birth
January 2nd, 2001, Guam

Appearance
There is no place in Neo-Tokyo where Kaz doesn't stand out. Taller than nearly every man she meets by a good few inches and towering over most women by nearly a foot, she has to duck to get through doorways. If her height wasn't enough of a give away there's also the matter of her pale skin and green eyes. She's very clearly not native to Japan or even Asia, a mercenary hired out to assist the NSF. She doesn't even bother trying conceal herself, standing with her back straight as she pushes her way through busy crowds with ease. She doesn't put any particular stock in her appearance, wearing the basic NSF uniform with it's armor removed in the field and the same set of jackets, shorts and t-shirt when not on duty.
Height
6 feet and 2 inches

Personality
Kaz is morose at the best of times and downright despondent at the worst. Ever since her Fangtech injector system malfunctioned levity has been a meaningless word to her, one she would never experience. On a normal day her face is permanently fixed into a near frown, usually only speaking when spoken to and not carrying conversations any longer than they have to go on. Her bad days are usually spent with her face screwed into a permanant sort of snarl, her brain unable to properly process her annoyance at being cut off in traffic or what have you so it turns into barely contained anger.

Role
Heavy Weapons and Support Specialist, can serve as a Breacher when needed.

Weaponry
-RIN-78 Minigun:A belt fed beast of a weapon. Weighing just under 100 pounds and capable of chewing through body armor, walls and light vehicles KAz is only able to handle this thanks to her cybernetically enhanced strength.
-Amaris EPDW:A lightweight grenade launcher marketed as an "explosive personal defense weapon,it can be loaded with up to six different grenades of varying types such as fragmentation, high explosive, breaching charges, chemical rounds and flashbangs.
-Pankration Gloves:Thick leather gloves reinforced with metal and circuitry that serve two purposes. The first is to simply allow Kaz to punch with her full strength without shattering the bones in her hand while ensuring she shatters someone else's. The second is to zap the person on the receiving end of the punch with twenty million volts of electricity.

Augments
Fangtech Injector System (Mk. Dasher): A modified version of the original injector system she was fitted with, this one has been specially insulated to make sure it can't be shocked into malfunctioning again. Besides that it functions the same as it used to, allowing her to release specially designed Berserker combat drugs into her system as needed. These drugs essentially keep her fight or flight instincts turned to Fight, increasing her reflexes and speed while also helping the body to stop bleeding faster. She will hit harder, faster and with no hesitation. The downside is that using them for too long a period will fatigue her organs, forcing her heart to beat faster and her kidneys to try and purge the toxins. Too long using them and she'll either suffer a catastrophic heart attack or simply turn into little more than an enraged beast.

The drugs are also based off her adrenaline levels. The more danger she's in the bigger an adrenaline rush she gets which in turns fuels the Beserker to push her harder.

Muscle Enhancement and Bone Strengthening: Dasher's muscles have been interwoven with synthetic threads to provide increased strength and protect them from tears. This allows her to carry her gear with little strain, as well as making her a formidable melee opponent with the ability to shatter concrete blocks. Her bones have been artificially subjected to repeated micro breaks and allowed to heal, grafts of thin metal coating her shins, elbows, ribs, spine and skull. The end result is a slight increase in physical durability, not enough by it itself to stop any but the lowest caliber of bullets can deflect glancing knife blows and shrapnel.

Eyes: Instead of relying on an external HUD Kaz has chosen to get it integrated directly into her eyes. She can choose to display all relevant information directly on her field of view as well as switching between normal, thermal and sonar vision. The third one in particular is very useful indoors, Dasher using it pick out targets behind walls and in cover before shooting through it.

Previous Careers
-United States Army
-Cardinal Command Security Consulting

Biography
Kazankova Dasha Bykov was born at Anderson Air Force Base Hopsital on the tiny island of Guam to Margaret Lyman, and American servicewoman, and Adrik Bykov, her Russian national husband. The marriage was already rocky and the birth of their daughter only seemed to worsen things between the couple. Before she was even one year old Kazankova's parents had separated. Margaret would have her during the school year, Adrik would take care of her during the summer months. And so her childhood was spent mostly on the move, traveling from base to base with her mother only to fly off to Moscow every June. It was hard to make friends this way, barely having enough time to settle into a school before being shuffled out and having to explain to every interested child that no she couldn't come over for pool parties and barbecues this summer, she had to go to Russia with her father.

Without any real friends available to hang out with young Kaz had to find ways to amuse herself, taking up an early interest in the fields of robotics, cybernetics and weapons technology. While waiting for her classmates to finish a test she would read magazine articles about improvements on prosthetic limbs, her room filled with various half completed mechanical devices she would tinker with before losing interest. Her life revolved around working out with her mother and dissembling and reassembling various household appliances to figure out how they worked, with very little in between. Whenever something went wrong she could bury herself in her hobbies. During the days after Tokyo was immolated in nuclear fire when her mom would pace the kitchen floor, on edge and preparing to be called up to go fight in some irradiated field, she almost never left her room.

Her interest in robotics flourished and by the time she was a senior in high school she had won multiple state and national level contests. These victories won her scholarships to a number of engineering schools and she was being heralded as the poster child for the next generation of robotics experts and cybernetics designers. But she decided against that, having had enough of formal schooling. Instead she became Private Bykov of the United States Army, much to the chagrin of both parents who had wanted more for her.

While in the Army Bykov volunteered for a number of programs that allowed her to field test cybernetic augments as they came off the production line, taking an interest in their inner workings. Most of them turned out to work fine, enhancing her capabilities in the field with little to no trade off. But the Fangtech injector system gave her pause. Kazankova had managed to get her hands on a copy of the blueprints and almost immediately spotted major flaws in the system. When she tried to raise the issue she was essentially ordered to shut up and get the implants. So she did, and for a year or so they did their job. She was faster, stronger, more dangerous and agressive, pushing through at any cost with almost no concern for her safety. It came at a cost of her humanity, Kaz feeling herself slip into the mindset of an angered bear every the drugs slipped into her system.

And it all went catastrophically wrong. When deployed to Afghanistan an IED set at a power substation she was guarding went off, the discharge of electricity overwhelming her injection system, triggering a massive overdose. Bykov dropped to the ground instantly, foaming at the mouth and bleeding from her eyes. She was left comatose for a week. There was a nurse on hand when she woke up which was how the alarm was raised. Kaz was still gripped by a murderous frenzy, snarling as she pummeled the nurse to death with her bare hands and blinded an orderly with a vicious headbutt before she could be subdued. It was another three months before she was able to go unrestrained, and a year after that before she was ruled as mentally stable.

There were no legal repercussions for her violent outburst. The courts found no fault with her, how could they? She had been ordered to use an unstable and untested set of combat drugs and it had unsurprisingly gone wrong. What she couldn't escape was guilt. Every time she closed her eyes she could see the look of shock and pain on the nurse's face, could hear a man's skull cracking and giving way as she drove her head into it. She was suffering from intense feelings of guilt and paranoia. More than that, she was no longer able to feel positive emotions. A side effect of her massive overdose was that her frontal lobe was permanently damaged, her emotional balance disturbed. Negative emotions such as anger and jealousy were magnified while any bit of happiness was so subdued it might as well as not been there.

Trapped in a sort of humorless nightmare and with nothing else to turn Kazankova became a mercenary, signing onto Cardinal Command Security Counseling as a heavy weapons expert and squad support, eventually getting loaned out to the NSF.

Affiliations
- Margaret Lyman (Mother)
- Adrik Bykov (Father)

Relationships [Optional]
TBD

Character Theme
TBD

[Landaus Five-One]

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Chelsea R. O’Connell

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”My Idealistic beliefs costed me… everything. I will look to the future for my revenge against the ones who took Naomi away from me. I wished I went… with her… to protect her from what happened to her.”

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Name
Chelsea Riley O’Connell

Alter-Ego Name
Zeta Nina Holstein

Nickname
Chel

Nationality
American

Age
25

Sexuality
Bisexual

Birth
June 26, 2006; San Francisco, California

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Appearance
Chelsea has a tanned skin tone, which is mostly because of the fact she lived in San Francisco, California most of her childhood life. She’s built very well for a woman as her age and her body type is an hour glass, which shows her beauty compared to most things. Her whitish silver hair is abnormally lengthy, which goes passed her lower back even with it being in a ponytail. She has a major trauma on her skin, which is a scar on her left arm. This scar starts from her wrist and goes all the way to the top of her shoulder. It was created from a knife that cut her, which constantly reminds her of her actions have consequences.

Chelsea is definitely presentable enough compared to other people, which is mostly because of her charming smile. Her body language always showed a specific thing that she is trying to cover up her past by whatever means. It always troubled her as she sometimes looks towards the sky hopeful for what the next day will bring type of deal. Her height is 5’9”, which makes her not as tall as certain people but she is still flexible and her agility is still up there. The eyes of hers, are light bluish/purple that show a big sense of regret and shame. Her eyes usually dim much because of the fact, it is because she cries a bit too much. The armor that she wears is a constant reminder of all her failures, which she cannot ever get away from. Her style of walking is that of someone that is constantly not able to get back on the right foot with anyone, which usually causes her to fall on her face sometimes. However, she was more clumsy when she was younger, now not so much. But she does trip over her own two feet sometimes when she gets a bit confused.

The legs of hers is always shaven because she doesn’t like the feeling of hair on them. She has a specific birthmark, which invokes her wanderlust that is something of a problem of hers. The location of said birthmark is on her left leg, in plain view when she wears shorts and what not that specifically does that.

She has no cybernetic augments nor other type of augments what so ever. It was only because of the fact her parents didn’t want to augment their child at all. Her nerves are on edge because of all the prescriptions, which she had to take from when she tried to kill herself. It is a side effect from said prescription that gives her left hand the shakes, it is a very shaky compared to the rest of her body. The other thing that’s wrong with her she just looks very emotional compared to other females her own age. It is another side effect from the same prescriptions to silence the thoughts within her head.

Chelsea’s on duty field uniform for the NSF is a light-recon outfit, which is flexible and comfortable fit. It has specific lightly armored bluish green plates that are around her chest, lower back and on her legs. She wears a specific thing that is different from other NSF agents, which is a longish skirt that stops at her knees. The bluish green plates are underneath her skirt and go straight down to her the NSF Boots, which she wears. Her NSF non-combat uniform is basically alike her field uniform but without her bluish green plates and a bit more comfortable.

Chelsea's Civilian Outfit wears this when she’s completely off duty. It was one of the personal outfits, which were from her private jet. The Halifax Corporation’s Tracking Communication Device is always on her person, no matter what outfit that she wears. It is specifically looks like a cellphone bluetooth headset, which is able to help her contact her father since she cannot ever not contact her father. It only understands Halifax Corporation signals, however, it doesn’t interrupt anything she is doing at the moment before her father contacts or when she contacts him. It is a thirteen year old device, however it functions very well since it doesn’t ever need to be replaced. However, when she’s on duty in the NSF it turns into a USB Flash Drive to be much smaller and not in the way for operations. It is able to plug into any computer to transform the computer into a video communication device to talk to her father.

Chelsea wears a uniform from the Guarri Ace Strip Club, which she keeps at her penthouse since it would be super embarrassing to wear out in public. It is a waitress uniform but only in name it is really a prostitute outfit, which was given to her by her owner Nobunaga Guarri. At least she picked the right choice for her, in terms of the Strip Club over the Brothel.

Height
5’9”

Weight
147

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Personality
Chelsea has always been a bright cheery child throughout her life, however. All that changed when she was easily tricked by her hyper idealistic, optimistic and naivety by a group of people that wanted to kill her and her sister. Because of this reason, she used her idealistic and optimistic reasoning to run away from her problems. She had always ran from them, which is why her decision to move to NeoTokyo was compounded. It was compounded because of the fact, she tried to kill herself twice, however, both times she didn’t succeed. This was because of the Halifaxian Guardians were always there for her and stopped her both times. However, this caused a sudden shift into becoming dependent on a specific experimental medication that caused her to stop the solution of killing herself. It silenced the voices in her head, permanently that wanted her to kill herself. This decision all stems from the fact her sister Silvia outright hates her guts because of what she had done. The bad decision that caused her to have even more bad decisions throughout her life.

It all stemmed from the fact she didn’t want an easy life like she has. But the biggest factor in her idealistic nature was the nuking of Tokyo, Japan. She took a chance in talking to her parents, however, they told her no. They wouldn’t change the corporation’s policies for America just because of one nuclear blast, this outright devastated her. The outright not helping the needy in Tokyo caused her to slightly hate the idea of being the CEO of the Halifax Corporation. She wanted to help the Japanese in any way possible and the only likelihood possibility was no other than moving there herself.

However, her intelligence was top notch compared, which floored her tutors. It was like she was made for the position of CEO even without realizing it. She was a bit afraid of taking responsibility of her family’s corporation much. It didn’t help she had no real way to let out her frustration of all her possible fears, hopes and dreams all to one single person. She didn’t have anyone who was her true friend that connected to her on a level greater than understanding she had made some bad decisions. It was obvious everyone in the Halifaxian Guardians were so frustrated with her. However, she did make friends with Maxwell’s daughter Ceres, which didn’t complete her. She wanted some true companionship but she didn’t even get it. No one in America really understood what she wanted or cared for that matter.

Doesn’t help she’s highly emotional at times and constantly making tiny little mistakes every now and then. It is like this all the time, however, it was only compounded with the medication, which she was forced to take by her parents. This medication effected her greatly that made her emotionally very unstable right beneath the surface. While on the surface she would be bubbly and easily able to get to know someone from a long conversation. However, she gets embarrassed very easily, which is very trying for her that is. The constant reporting into her father, gave her a slight hope that sooner or later she will be able to finally apologize to her sister. However, she never once tried to do this. It was because she wasn’t terrified enough out of her mind to apologize.

However, much later in her life she finally got to apologize but now she is owned by a terribly awful man. She hasn’t seen away out of the terrible thing she got herself into, however, she was truly apologetic towards the Hattori Family for what she failed to do. It was one of the few things, which she could do. Nobunaga Guarri owns her and he is enjoying every little second of the humiliation he’s giving her. She has became a very abused woman in just a short of seven years, with what’s happening. Her choice of stop running from everything caused all these feelings of intense regret, remorse, revenge, confusion, dark thoughts, and wanting it to all end. No matter what she will try to look forward to stop the bastard, which killed Naomi Hattori if it is the last thing she does. Many emotions comes to the surface, which includes sadness and depression. She is very angry at herself for not fulfilling her contract with Akechi Hattori the one that made her back into the scared little girl who was being threatened with death at twelve years old.

Chelsea tries to be mentally stable on duty, but she is a complete wreck off duty. She is highly emotional, which involves every single emotion under the sun. The one thing that’s good is she is finally passed the all the stages of grief with her sister, but still is on the stage of Bargaining with Naomi’s death. The one thing she wished is she could trade places with her so, Naomi lives while she dies. She is nothing without Naomi since Naomi was the one person who truly completed her. However, she is still definitely hurt with what Naomi said to her, which were her last words before she had died. That will be played forever in her head, she could have done something else but she chose to do a mini-pity party with alcohol. She completely dropped it for the sake of Naomi’s Memory, since she never once drank at all. However, none of that would have happened if she hadn’t needed Naomi’s Protection from the one that now owns her.

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Role
Recon and Support Specialist

Equipment
Her melee weapon is called the Sun Corporation Erasure Blade it is a specialized to be able to cut through shields and is able to activate a shield on its hilt to protect Chelsea from weapon fire for a short period of time.

The other two weapons are the NSF Standard Issue Submachine Gun and finally NSF Standard Issue Auto-Pistol. They aren’t really specialized for any task but these were what she used as a V-Trooper since the Sun Corporation heavily supports the NSF.

Recon/Support Uniform: It has the best of both worlds, since it has the top of the line headgear from the Sun Corporation, since it was from the V-Trooper. She wears the V-Trooper helmet over a NSF Standard Issue helmet since it has better visual gear on it. The other thing it has is bluish green plating surrounding certain parts of Chelsea’s body.

Recon Notations Pad: It is hooked up to other NSF field agents on the field. She gets her orders from higher ranking NSF officers. It’s mostly because she’s only been in Tokyo, Japan for 7 years so far.

Halifax Corporation Tracking Communication Device: This device is a headset, which allows her to contact her father all the way in California. It can transform into a Flash drive to hook up to anything, which acts like a computer. The flash drive portion of the device looks somewhat similar to a silverish plated with purple lettering on it. It has Chelsea’s first name on it to show its only for her use.

Previous Careers
Sun Corporation V-Trooper Recon/Support Specialist – Naomi’s Personal Bodyguard (2025-2028)
Guarri Ace Strip Club, Waitress (2028-2030)

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Biography

Chelsea’s History

Chelsea Riley O’Connell was born at Saint Francis Memorial Hospital in San Francisco, California to her mother Fiona Kayla O’Connell and her father Gregory Ryan O’Connell. Fiona is the CEO of the Halifax Corporation, which is a shining example of creating a wealthy business within the US by helping people within the country. Gregory is a military serviceman, which is apart of the US Marine Corps for four years so far. He was granted leave to be with his wife Fiona at the Hospital, which they chose to give birth to Chelsea. The O’Connell family’s plan for their first born daughter to become Halifax Corporation CEO and have their second child join the same branch of the US Military as Gregory. It was pre-planned way before Chelsea was born since it was basically family tradition at this point for having their children keep up the mantle of their forefathers. Fiona & Gregory’s lives were always happy since they loved each other. They always shared every single fear and what not together, which they are very heavily critical of decisions that go against their plans.

Because of this her childhood was basically constantly trying to follow what her parents wanted her to do, however she had some worries and fears of her own. Her life being handed to her by a silver platter didn’t help her slight attitude problem of not wanting the life her parents gave her. She wanted to do something that fits her idealistic and extremely optimistic world views with a hint of naivety. However, this changed in a big way when she was six years old. It all happened because of one singular event, which was the Nuclear Devastation of Tokyo by the North Koreans. She wanted her mother and father to change the Halifax Corporation’s policies to help the Japanese Citizens that were affected. This caused much upheaval in the O’Connell family, which her parents deemed a bad decision in trying to change the world. Just because of one terrible man in North Korea, they thought this was a phase of their daughter trying to get to know her responsibilities. However, the only good thing is they did have Silva a year prior to what happened in Tokyo. Gregory worried not as much as the other people in the US Military, however he did keep up on the news in Japan. It was god awful with how many died by that one nuclear weapon devastating much of Tokyo and all the deaths too.

Fiona didn’t really want to change the pillar of the Halifax Corporation, which is a US focused corporation. It would be pretty odd to have a corporation to send supplies to the people suffering in Tokyo because of the Nuclear fallout and devastation. She knew of what her husband told her that it was pretty bad because of that reason, which she basically declined her daughter’s idealism. Chelsea basically rebelled against her parents because of the biggest core principle of helping people in the Halifax Corporation. Why does it matter if it is only in the US if they suffer, people are suffering around the world every single day. It took her parents to basically tell her when she hits 18 years old she can decide if she truly wants to help Japan. If she does, which will be classified as a bad decision she will have to make sure she keeps in contact with them. However, if she picks to stop spouting her idealistic nonsense and finally get into gear to become the next Halifax Corporation CEO. She will be given the reigns to change the Halifax’s policies to outright make it a US Corporation but focused on helping the world.

They allowed her to basically keep this in the back of her mind, however. She had to basically start learning all she needs to become apart of the Halifax Corporation. It specifically meant she would have to put her nonsense to rest until she is serious about giving an answer to them. She was basically tutored in all forms of things, which the Halifax Corporation creates and how to properly use them too. It did help that the tutors, which they paid for were impressed at her intelligence. These tutors did have troubles in keeping her focused on certain fields of Cybernetics. It was a pretty big hassle for them, however they did get through her with certain philosophical areas of expertise. As a project, when she was twelve years old since they wanted to see if she had an idea of what a Submachine Gun and a pistol looks like. It was to see if she was basically able to craft a new form of pistol & submachine gun for military applications, which is a bit high tech for a twelve year old girl. However, the tutor in question was shocked that she had passed it with flying colors. It is definitely as if she had her mother’s talent in her but she was wasting it on Idealism and Optimism of what the future holds. This is how the Halifax Corporate CEO is picked by how good they are in creating weapons and what not from their own imagination instead of a blueprint, which is in front of their eyes.

Fiona was impressed that her daughter passed that test with flying colors, however. Something terrible happened, a few days later that made the Halifax Corporation go into lock down mode. Fiona’s children was kidnapped by a gang in California, which is very dangerous to people who have very important daughters. It took the Halifax Corporation’s Guards in two days after the kidnapping, since the deadline of when they were supposed to be given the money or the two girls are killed. The guard force by the name of the Halifaxian Guardians, which rescued them by any means necessary. When Chelsea and Silvia were returned to their home, they were scarred but still alive. Silvia had the worst of it since she was only seven years old at the time. All that Chelsea had was a vast scar on her wrist up to her shoulder.

Chelsea was interrogated by the head of the Halifaxian Guardians by the name of Maxwell Grant Stephan. He wanted to know what or how they got kidnapped so easily, however he was utterly shocked that Chelsea believed the men that kidnapped them. It was mostly because of her highly naive, optimistic and idealistic belief systems. This definitely destroyed her naivety to not believe every single thing a person says, which includes a complete and total stranger at face value. Her beliefs didn’t change, however this caused her to not want to apologize to her younger sister Silvia. Because she believed she did the right thing, however that was so far from the truth.

Her parents gave Chelsea punishment so this will never happen again as long as she is living in the United States. The punishment they deemed worthwhile since they couldn’t bring themselves to disown their daughter even though she had done a horrible thing. Her freedom was heavily limited, which she has to have constant bodyguards from the Halifaxian Guardians even when she wants to go anywhere outside of her home. She must report to her parents, which ever is awake at the time even when she has to go to bed as well. This is mostly because they don’t want to ever lose track of her like ever, and the Halifaxian Guardians can order Chelsea to report to her parents. Maxwell has the direct rights to change out the Guardians, which will protect Chelsea. It is only so none of the Guardians get to friendly with Chelsea since most of the Guardians are friends to Fiona and her husband Gregory. Chelsea has to earn the friendship of all the Guardians before she’s allowed to regain her freedom back. It is also that she has to pick what her parents want and not what she wants to truly gain that freedom.

Chelsea’s feelings were all over the place because she did want to apologize to her younger sister but her sister never gave her the time of day. She really ruined her relationship with her sister, however. It made her basically try to be highly distant to her family, which didn’t help the fact she had to constantly report in every single day. Her father definitely saw a change in Chelsea as if she was a bit down on herself but he decided to take her out on a father-daughter dinner in a very high class restaurant to cheer her up. It was on her fifteen birthday, which definitely cheered her up much since it was the first time her father took her out. She opened up a little bit about her feelings and she didn’t want to feel like this anymore but she didn’t know how to go about anything. He gave her sound advice at the time, just take it one day at a time. You can’t repair the broken relationship with your sister or anyone for that matter in an instant it takes time. He didn’t really enjoy that she was still thinking about all those years ago and Tokyo, which is becoming a definite dangerous place. It made him realize that this wasn’t a phase after all and she is definitely going to choose NeoTokyo over her responsibilities in the Halifax Corporation to her family.

His mood was definitely down from what he heard but he would support his daughter no matter what but he had a thought process of many things. However, after the dinner they made it home without incident, he had hoped she would take the advice to heart. She tried to follow what he said but it was a bit hard on her because they had an argument about she is trying to make an even worse decision than she had done. All because of her idealistic nature anyways. She acted like it didn’t ruin her mood but it definitely had done, which made her do something highly stupid. However, the Halifaxian Guardians stopped her from doing it. Let’s just say she was put under a watchful eye 24/7 to make sure she doesn’t try to do what she almost succeeded in doing. She tried to kill herself, which was a bit hard to understand in why she would do that.

There was another attempt on her life by herself, but it was foiled by the Guardians and this time they made sure of it. This attempt was half-assed since she didn’t actually want to do it, but a voice in her head made her do it. However, she was given treatment to make her stop having those thoughts by a psychiatrist. It was definitely serious medication it drowned out the voices in her head and she slowly started to come back around. She was definitely picked up from her bad decisions, which she definitely decided to not try that again. It wasn’t so much trying, it took her not that long to recover from her plain attempts on her own life those two times. She was still afraid but at least she tried not to do anything to make her parents sad again, it was around her 17th birthday that it was her completely turn around. However, a year later she finally decided on what she wants to truly do with herself and walked directly to her mother and father.

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On her 18th birthday, Chelsea was in front of her mother’s desk and was wondering where her father was. Her father walked in, which is the time for the choice of what Chelsea wanted to do. He had his arms crossed and looked directly at Chelsea with a serious face. While her mother was basically preeminently face palming since it was a bit annoying. It was a good thing they had a back up plan if Chelsea decided to go to NeoTokyo, Japan.

Chelsea was the first one to speak up in the tense room, ”Mom and Dad, I am going to move to Japan. I want to help the people there since you’re stubbornness in not changing the Halifax Corporation to be for the world.” It was a bit harsh on her parents, however she did tried to kill herself twice that caused her to take medication to stop those thoughts completely. She was only trying to express herself the best she could right now.

Fiona completed the face palm and sighed at the fact their daughter’s choice to go to Japan wasn’t a phase. “...Daughter you have stuff to do here alike run our Corporation since we wanted you to run it. While your sister Silvia was going to be the US Marine. However, you know what you did to cause that to be ruined completely.” She was obviously a bit ticked off that her well made plans ruined by an Idealistic and optimist all rolled in one. It was ruined and no matter what it would take a bloody while to repair Silvia’s self-confidence to become a Marine since she’s deathly afraid of going outside.

Gregory sighed and decided to interrupt the thought process of Chelsea with what he had to specifically say, “...Seriously? You are too optimistic and idealistic for your own good daughter. If it wasn’t for the fact we had to pull your ass out of the fire, which you put yourself in. You becoming depressed for an action you caused is nothing compared to what you might do in NeoTokyo. What are you going to accomplish there? I hope to god you don’t get anyone killed with your bad decisions.” He was telling her the god honest truth about her selfishness in wanting to show the world the idealism she wants to give everyone. However, her way of doing it is wrong, which is probably why she tried to even killed herself. He doesn’t know what will cause Chelsea to even apologize to her little sister properly since he knows that is still biting her.

Chelsea had a look of shit written on her face, like she definitely struck a nerve with her parents. She told them, ”I promise I won’t father… Mother, I don’t really want to become a CEO to a Corporation, which only deals with our country and anything that the US Military is dealing with in the Americas. There’s trouble around the whole world. I have been keeping track with what is going on in Japan for awhile now.” She hoped that would’ve helped her father or mother calm down. It’s mostly because her parents are pretty scary when they are angry.

Gregory couldn’t take this so he decided to move closer to Chelsea with the intention to scare her shitless because he cannot deal with this idealism for any longer. It took him to put his hands on her shoulders and get close enough to make sure that she knows what he’s doing. He says, “Chelsea, if you do get someone killed because of your decision making or lack of one. I will swear up and down that you… should be permanently working off your debt to society until you are old and gray. It will be better if you felt guilt once in your god damned life, Chelsea. Because it was cute when you were a child but now it is getting on my nerves. As well, if you don’t feel guilt I will make hell sure you do.” He was sick and tired of Chelsea’s excuses of not feeling this or that, which she definitely does feel guilt since she bloody tried to kill herself. At least, Silvia doesn’t know that Chelsea tried that specific thing. However, Silvia is basically in permanent isolation right now since she is only ever around her mother and tries to keep away from her sister.

Chelsea eyes opened wide and shivers in a bit of fear at what her father had said. She gulps at the fact that her father has never once done this to her like ever. It’s probably because of the fact her sister is basically needing a psychiatrist to get rid of her fears slowly. She looked directly into her father’s eyes, says, Y-Yes father… I will make sure you and everyone in the family will like this decision I’ve made.” She was hopeful her parents would allow her to go to Japan finally because this has been a real intense diversion.

Fiona sighed at the blatant threat that her husband said to Chelsea but it definitely put a fire in her to not fuck up this time around. She says, “You are trying more than you were, at least. But no matter what happens you will still be given your allowance since you are apart of this family. You will never lose access to any of the resources you require. However, the Guardians are the only thing you will be losing since they were only for you when you are in the United States. The other things we’ve told you still applies, however.” She was hopeful she could defend herself from the terrors, which are in NeoTokyo or it would be a very short lived time in that place of death. It was definitely a good thing she created her own weapons nonetheless.

Chelsea had a definite smile on her face to hear the Guardians won’t be going with her, since they are needed to protect her parents and little sister more. However, she is slightly annoyed she will have to report still to her father after all. She says, ”Thanks mother… Can I take my leave to NeoTokyo, Japan, now? Since I want to live there and do what I must to be apart of a society that’s different from what I am used to.” It was a bit of a somber moment for her since she was finally growing up and getting out of the house. However, her father will be constantly looking over her shoulder since her parents always got her back no matter what.

Fiona sighed again it is really trying with Chelsea with all the stuff she had to pull. It was a great thing the Guardians saved Chelsea twice from herself. She says, ”...Yes, daughter you may leave. The Private Jet of yours is ready to fly you all the way to NeoTokyo, it’s name is called Ideal Union of Flight and colored to your tastes. Please enjoy your flight and don’t try to take mine, which is called the Grand Halifaxian Dream. Japan isn’t really the Halifax Corporation’s Forte but please make allies instead of enemies daughter.” She mostly said that at the end since it wouldn’t be great to get anymore enemies. The Halifax Corporation has a large list of enemies already in terms of sixteen corporations, twelve prominent cartels, two mercenary groups and one prominent figurehead of a highly radical group of terrorists in the United States. They don’t want to add another corporation to that list of enemies, which isn’t in the United States.

Chelsea nodded to her mother, hugged her father than mother so she can start living how she wanted to live. However, she doesn’t exactly know how many enemies her family has within the country since she tried to ignore that part of knowledge. It was the only type of tutoring, which never really stuck with her. She went to the Ideal Union of Flight, which was at the nearby airport, which the Guardians under Maxwell Grant Stephan escorted her there. It was the last time they would see Chelsea in the United States. The private jet, which she owns is luxurious with her own personal staff onboard the plane and has definite high security, however. There’s a singular painting on the jet, which has an ancient historical event on it. The event is the sacking of Constantinople by the Turks after the fall of Byzantium. It is a highly priceless painting to the O’Connell Family, which is on Chelsea’s Private Jet.

The Private Jet’s commendations are completely justifiable to make it seem like a flying mansion with the abilities to fly across the ocean. It was built for Chelsea specifically since that is primarily what the O’Connell’s used to create jets and what not but switched to weapon production. The Ideal Union of Flight was the fourth and final Jet produced by the Halifax Corporation. The flight took around ten hours to reach NeoTokyo, Japan since this Jet is slower than most Civilian Jumbo Jets because it is slightly heavier than those jets. It is mostly because of the fact of how much fuel and everything it carries.

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Chelsea’s Private Jet landed at the NeoTokyo, International Airport. It carried with it a very experimental Halifax Supra-853A Super Car, which was given to Chelsea so she can drive it. The only reason for this gift was because of the fact she needed something to drive while in NeoTokyo, which she did learn how to drive it before leaving the US with an International License. The Halifax Supra-853A Super Car is one of the newest models coming from Halifax Corporation, which will be showed off at the Car Expo. It still has a long way to go before it is put on the Market, it has around another ten years before all the experimentally of it is fully realized.

Chelsea was a bit surprised to have the experimental car, which she feels she is literally the guinea pig for the car division of the Halifax Corporation. The Jet’s cargo hold opened up, which to let out the car and Chelsea, however, it shut the cargo hold and stayed stationary on the Airport, until it was told to go to where the Private Jets go. It went there slowly so Chelsea and her car can fully enter NeoTokyo proper. She bought a Penthouse in Downtown, NeoTokyo for her first purchase in NeoTokyo. It was the best purchase ever since her favorite colors are purple, pink and black for certain reasons. These are the colors of the Halifax Corporation’s Flag with a missile in the center of the flag. She had not many things to do other than explore NeoTokyo, but she wanted to stay in her penthouse for awhile.

She realized she cannot really drink since the age limit is 20. Therefore, she decided to look on the internet for interesting places to look for work that would hire her. However, there was many places that would do background checks to her shaky past. The listing of places that wouldn’t do background checks were shady establishments in the Red Light-Like District of NeoTokyo. The two places that only cares for the body of a young woman were the Guarri Ace Strip Club and the Guarri Queen Brothel. She decided to look into whom owned the businesses, which came up to be Nobunaga Guarri the only heir to the Guarri Family’s Fortune and in line to inherit an extensive large amount of properties when his father Hidetaka Guarri dies. She got a message from the Guarri Ace Strip Club, telling her to stop researching the Nobunaga Guarri or else. It was from his secretary Oichi Yoshiaki, which didn’t want anyone to learn about Nobunaga.

Chelsea was a bit shocked that the secretary of Nobunaga messaged her, which she decided to chat to her. However, the reason why she messaged her was because it would be so wonderful if an heiress from the almighty Halifax Corporation would join willingly from the get go. This message made her a bit suspicious because it was alike that Nobunaga kept tabs on every single beautiful woman in the world or something. It probably meant that her younger sister is definitely in trouble by Nobunaga too. However, that made her remind her of what that Cartel said something about a partnership with the Guarri Family to send them anyone that is stupid enough to believe them. Their so called deaths was arranged by Nobunaga Guarri this whole time. She gave Oichi that she would never join that bastard willingly to sell herself to people in NeoTokyo.

Oichi laughed in the message and said, he will have his way with you one of these days. No matter what you do or try to stay away from him you will be owned by him no matter what. The setback of trusting the MS-32 Cartel in California, was just a setback. The Halifax Corporation & all their assets will be Nobunaga’s. She stopped the message afterwards, however before that Chelsea was warned that if she ever tells her parents that Nobunaga Guarri will know of her arrival in NeoTokyo, Japan.

Chelsea shivered at the whole thing, which she was trying to save Japan but all she is getting is hate and wanting to control her in a specific way. She got up and got herself a glass of water and took her experimental medication from her parents. It’s mostly because she was waning off the medication since it lasts specifically for a whole year. It is to keep herself from killing herself, even with the side effects, which it is giving her. The only good thing she realized she needs to make friends in NeoTokyo to protect herself from Nobunaga. She researched other prominent families in NeoTokyo, however one came up promising Naomi Hattori.

She decided to message Naomi Hattori to see if they could meet. It sounded like the best plan for her since Nobunaga Guarri is a threat to her livelihood. She got a reply from Naomi Hattori, which agreed to meet. The greatest thing, was Naomi wanted to meet a sport’s bar in NeoTokyo. However, before she had to leave she contacted her father to report in for what feels like routine now. Her father gave her the go ahead to make friends since it was one of the things he did want his daughter to do. She was wearing her civilian outfit right now, which she got from the private jet in particular. It took her a bit to arrive to the sports bar, however she was a bit late since she had to take the long way because of traffic. She entered the sports bar and looked around for Naomi Hattori.

Naomi Hattori raised her hand towards Chelsea, which she was amazed at how beautiful Chelsea was. It was a very unique dress she was wearing. Naomi was wearing regular not noticeable clothes for the reasons of the fact she is an heiress to a corporation within Japan. Chelsea sat down and sighed only because she couldn’t get hammered since she feels like it. Naomi smiled happily but she wasn’t a drinker at all since she doesn’t want to embarrass her father.

They chatted for hours on hours, which time just flew by this made Naomi instantly want Chelsea as more than a friend. It was mostly because of the fact they were similar, however. In how Chelsea speaks she had it a bit worse in terms of being a failure than Naomi. Naomi’s biggest failure is the choice of man she had to marry, which was Nobunaga Guarri. Chelsea heard the name and shivered at the thought, which she called the man creepy as sin. Naomi agreed with that since most everyone who works at his strip club or brothel cannot ever leave the establishment and joining it willingly is worse. It was the one thing they both agreed on, a place like that should never exist.

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A year later, Chelsea was invited to the Sun Corporation HQ by no other than Naomi Hattori since she got an interview for Chelsea. The V-Troopers were needed a specific woman to bodyguard the heiress herself. She arrived at the corporation, under a guest pass and went to the top floor, which she first met Naomi’s father Akechi. He had a terrifying presence, which made her remind herself of her father Gregory. However, his presence had a sense of caring within it. She gulped since it felt exactly like when she was in front of her parents when she first left her home. Akechi sighed at this whole display, however her beauty was very appealing to the eyes. He wanted to go through the process of the background checks but his daughter Naomi kinda looked at him with a specific look.

He sighed and brought out the V-Trooper Contract without any background checks. However, he told her to read the contract before signing it since it had some major stipulations. He told her one of the specific stipulations, which caused Chelsea & Naomi shiver down their spines. She would be owned by Nobunaga Guarri if she ever fails her assigned tasks for the Sun Corporation. It was definitely not a good thing to be apart of his collection to say the least. She walked up to the contract, however the contract was in English and had the Stipulations in multitudes of sixteen letters of the English Alphabet. The biggest stipulation was on the top, which is the failure stipulation. There was a stipulation that caught her eye, which made her ask a question.

She asked is that true that all Female V-Troopers can’t complain about them being sexually stared at or assaulted. This was one of the stipulations that felt sexist to a point of insanity. He just laughed at what she said, since she had a great body to be a V-Trooper. He told her in one word, yes. The only good thing about this stipulation, you must be 18 or older to join the V-Troopers, which Chelsea is 19 right now. She sighed at the stipulations but that means anyone can do this to her, without any repercussions and she has to allow them to do this. It took her a bit and read a bit more of the stipulations, however the next one was even more obscene. She says, ”...Seriously? Are you kidding me… why does it say that Female V-Troopers have to do special tricks for Male V-Troopers…” It pissed her off and she wanted to say something before anything else is said.

Akechi was happy to see Chelsea pissed off, which made her much more hotter to say the least. He, however, only shook his head and remembered there was something off with the translation since he hates dealing with Americans. ”The translation is massively off but it’s nice you noticed it before you signed it. What it says, that Female V-Troopers & Male V-Troopers have to share the same locker room, shower and everything. However, you can have a different locker room, shower and everything at a cost of losing 5% of your paycheck.” Akechi wondered what Chelsea would do to hear the actual explanation of the arrangements of the V-Troopers. However, with Chelsea probably being a virgin wouldn’t want to share a room with a male.

Chelsea’s eyes went wide and wanted to not sign it because this is outrageous. She didn’t want to deal with Nobunaga Guarri at all. There was a small sigh, couldn’t help that V-Troopers of the fairer variety was treated like garbage in this Corporation. She says, ”...Fine. Can I take a 10% cut on my paycheck… as long as I can stay at my own penthouse away from everyone else?” She had wondered what Akechi would say to what she said, literally cutting her paycheck by an extra 5% just so she doesn’t have to be starred at by V-Troopers that aren’t her gender.

Akechi laughed slightly at what she said, which it was slightly a stupid thing to say. He had wondered how much it would take for her to lose a big portion of her paycheck. He spoke, ”I must say you are the first woman in the entire history of the V-Troopers to want your paycheck to be cut by 10%. However, I cannot really give you what you want unless you go down to only 900 dollars US. In terms of Japanese Yen conversion would be 98,416.80, you would be paid, instead of the going rate of V-Troopers getting no pay cuts. It’s 1,250 USD or 136,690 JPY. Because you did tell me you own a Penthouse. That means you are an Heiress like my daughter and must be taken into account with an Heiress fee.” He had a massive smile on his face when he told her the actual price that most people get paid. The one thing he knew is that she doesn’t really need to work so why is she even trying, she’s a bloody heiress for Christ sake.

Chelsea heard that, deeply sighed and couldn’t help but feel like she should be paid much less since she still gets an allowance. Therefore, she decided to only get paid 38,273.20 Yen it is the only responsible thing to do even though this feels like a bad decision and might make her regret her action today. She says, ”Akechi Hattori, what would I get if I lower the pay check to 38,273.20 Yen? Does that give me any leeway for any of these stipulations on this contract of yours?” These two questions were honest and wondered if he would do that for her. She hoped, however it was a small hope at least.

Akechi was a bit shocked and had his jaw wide open at what she asked first but raised an eyebrow for the real reason why she asked it. However, he felt generous enough to give her a singular stipulation reduction. He says, ”...I must say willingly to be paid so little is a bit shocking. No one would want to be paid that much in an age. However, there’s a singular stipulation I am willing to relax a bit. Is the 13th Stipulation, however, this relaxation doesn’t mean you aren’t allowed to do anything against the entire contract. In terms you are allowed to marry anyone within the Hattori Family, The V-Troopers or Outside of the Sun Corporation. However, if you do marry someone within the Hattori Family please be warned if you make my daughter cry. You will be forced to marry Nobunaga Guarri. The other thing about the stipulation is you don’t have to report to me, since you probably already has problems with that.” Akechi was mostly looking at that specific Halifax Corporation Tracking Communication Device, which is around her neck at the moment. He knew how wholly annoying the Halifax Corporation is with their tracking devices. It was only because he wanted to make his daughter happy, however. He will probably will never know about that if she ever do make her cry.

Chelsea shivers a bit when he said that in terms of whom she has to marry if she ever makes his daughter cry. She nods her head, which she signs the V-Trooper Contract, which makes her a V-Trooper of the Recon and Support Variety since that’s the contract that she signed. Her weapons will be a submachine gun, a pistol and a long blade type weapon that was made by the Sun Corporation, which is used by NSF. The V-Trooper Uniform will be shipped to her penthouse, which will show off how beautiful she truly is. The other additional thing is a specialized headgear, which has a 360 Degree sight range it makes her feel as if she has eyes in the back of her head. Akechi knew she was completely natural so, it was definitely nice. However, the fact she has to carry that Tracking Communication Device everywhere she goes is a bit annoying.

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It has been a long road, however, it was on the September 29, 2028, Chelsea was drinking at home when she had a knock on the door. She walked slowly towards it and opened it up with definitely a heavy heart when she saw Naomi worried about something. It was as if the stalker scared the living shit out of her already, however she wanted to stay at home since she wouldn’t be good dead in a car she would have to die. She decided to ask Naomi what’s going on even though she knew what’s going on.

Naomi was a bit weirded out to see Chelsea basically not even dressed and had an alcoholic beverage in her hand. However, it was a good type of weirded out mostly because of how good Chelsea looked. She says, “Please… Chelsea come with me to the HQ. I will even drive us there if you want. Because that stalker told me that the people he works for wants me dead badly, which is the Jinrai. And told me that I is going to die today.” She was definitely worried about her life. She wants her Chelsea to come with her to defend her and so she can finally pop the question to her in front of her father.

Chelsea sat down the drink on a table near the entrance of her penthouse. However, she was too wobbly since she was drinking constantly before Naomi got here. She didn’t really want to go to the Sun Corporation’s Headquarters, mostly because people has been starring at her much more than she’s used to. It is creeping her out and she’s been touched a bit too much by people who visit the Headquarters. She says, ”...I am sorry but I can’t. I’ve been drinking to get away these feelings of regret working at your corporation… I should have… stayed in California. My parents were right I should have been the new CEO to the Halifax Corporation. But I was too scared to tell the truth to my parents nor my little sister that I am sorry. I was basically running from my fears because of what happened to me when I was twelve. And it was all because of that bastard Mr. Guarri.” She didn’t know how Naomi would react to the entire telling the truth thing since she has finally realized. That her running from her responsibilities is the reason for her bad decision making or lack of one. However, she showed regret in telling Naomi all this since she did enjoy their friendship and how kind and generous Naomi has been to her. Even though she felt like Naomi was in love with her but not known what Naomi had planned for her, however.

Naomi was shocked at what Chelsea said, it started to make her cry because she always wanted to stay with her. However, the one thing that made her terrified is that Nobunaga Guarri had something to do with the Human Trafficking Schemes that keeps his shady organizational businesses running. This made so much more sense in why Chelsea contacted her all those years ago, which made her depressed and terrified for the future. She straight up snapped at Chelsea by, “...I loved you Chelsea… I hope you kill yourself for your actions today. I had a surprise for you at the Headquarters, which I was going to pop the question to you so we could be… married together. But you… had… to…make… me… a bigger fool than you.” Naomi was in tears of what Chelsea had said, which caused her to run away from Chelsea. She didn’t ever want to see Chelsea at all, no more because of the heart shattering heartbreak that was at Chelsea’s hands, it crushed her.

Chelsea opened her eyes really wide when she heard the specific reason for Naomi wanting her to take her to the Headquarters. Those words shattered her resolve and she picked up her drink and slammed the door, to not be bothered again. However, she didn’t know that those were Naomi’s last words to her. Chelsea took a nap after drinking her fill, however she was woken up by a furious knock on the door, it was like in the evening hours. She got dressed enough to answer the door, which there was V-Troopers and Akechi Hattori right there. He looked utterly furious about a specific thing, which was going to decimate her even more so. He told Chelsea that Naomi Hattori is dead at the Sun Corporation Headquarters in the parking lot. This utterly devastated Chelsea since she heard the last words and saw her last tears just awhile before she left. This day couldn’t get any worse, but then she was taken into custody by the V-Troopers that were with Akechi since she has to apologize to every single person within the Sun Corporation and the V-Troopers.

Akechi absolutely despised Chelsea for failing at the one thing she was assigned to do and that was protect his daughter, her best friend. However, she learned her fate, which she’ll be owned by Nobunaga Guarri, this specifically made her utterly terrified since she didn’t want to be with him. She couldn’t get out of the hand cuffs that she was put in since they wanted her to be subdued. The only thing she knows is she’ll be transferred to that awful man on the last day of Naomi’s Funeral, which is October 5. However, she will be given a choice to be apart of the Guarri Ace Strip Club or Guarri Queen Brothel, which is his two establishments. This made her realize the threat all those years ago by Nobunaga Guarri’s Secretary. That how he was going to get her to be apart of his establishments was no other than her failing to follow the rules in the V-Troopers. It didn’t help she was heavily remorseful and regretful at this whole thing. She even told the truth of what she was doing when Naomi came over to ask for her to go with her. Akechi was furious that she was drinking, while saying blatantly no to his daughter, without telling him the reason why she said no.

Chelsea knew one thing her life was going to turn nasty sooner than later. She’ll have to learn how to live underneath a bastard for the rest of her life from now on. It didn’t help that her medication was completely in affect since the words were said to her earlier by Naomi. It did its job, which made her completely unable to do what Naomi had said to her. She didn’t smile though because her depression was heavily set in. The place she was transferred to was the Sun Corporation’s Vast underground Network of Prisons. Its were Sun Corporation traitors, V-Trooper Failures and corporate spies go. She wasn’t going to see the light of day until she gets transferred to Nobunaga Guarri.

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It took three days, before she was released and sent back to her Penthouse to await the time she would go to Nobunaga Guarri. The reason she was released from the Sun Corporation Underground Prison was because of the Halifax Corporation outright gave support to the Sun Corporation to at least lessen the crimes against her. It was basically because Gregory, her father saved her ass big time. She finally was able to live at least on the surface, but figured out where she was going to work for Nobunaga. She picked the Strip Club, which she could tell Nobunaga Guarri easier on the transferal day. It was the lesser of two evils, which she thought not knowing that with her figure was going to be awful working there. In terms it was going to be 10x worse than working for Akechi Hattori.

Chelsea couldn’t really do much than drink non-alcoholic beverages and wait until Oct. 5th rolled around so she can start being owned by Nobunaga Guarri. It was humiliating waiting for the time she’s no longer a free woman dealing with her own things, which she shouldn’t have ever took the job in the first place. However, she did finally tell the truth so she contacted her father, which he was a bit odd about since it was Oct. 4th. She was terrified completely in how she was reacting to him, which she says, ”...Dad I am scared… I must tell my sister Silvia something now.” Chelsea said because she is truly scared of what is going to happen to her. It was her only chance she got to apologize to Silvia.

Gregory heard the worry, being terrified out of her mind, etc it is like she was truly finally growing. However, he thought she was scared for Akechi Hattori trying to murder the living shit out of her. He did make a deal with Akechi so that will not happen. He says, ”I know you are daughter. But as long as you try to make up for every single bad decision in your life you will get through this alive. Hmm? What do you want to tell Silvia?” He was a bit worried in what she was going to say, which will probably shock him but more his wife, however. Since they both never thought she would actually apologize as long as she lives.

Chelsea sighed deeply at what her father had said, but he doesn’t realize why she’s so afraid even though she can’t even tell him anyways. It is like she has no mouth and must scream, however. She says, ”...I am terribly sorry for what I did to her all those years ago when I was a naive little girl. Because I do know she hates me. I hope she is willingly to forgive what I have done… even if she cannot at least she shouldn’t be spitting on what remains of me… don’t know if it will be in a grave or somewhere else.” She was trying to give her father a hint that she’s not going to die but be used by people for the rest of her life until she’s no longer a use. However, she couldn’t come out and say it.

He was completely shocked when he heard Chelsea say that. However, it gave him home for his daughter’s growth in turning around her life. He did pick up on the hint, however, it would be against the agreement that him and Akechi agreed on if what he thought was true. He says, ”W-Whoa… C-Chelsea… what in the world? Fiona and I never expected you to apologize to your sister at all. This is the biggest shock of my life. I will give Silvia the message of your apology including Fiona. Since she needs to hear this. However, I do hope she doesn’t get a heart attack or I would have to stop being a US Marine. And if you are in trouble just give me a call I will come and save your ass from anyone who will harm you. I will make sure, the Halifaxian Guardians will bust you out of any terrible situation if I think what it is.” He wants to make sure his daughter knows that him, his wife and even her younger sister will save her no matter what.

Chelsea heard what her father had said sighed relief to hear those words from her father, which caused her not to fear the future. She will keep looking ahead until it is time for Nobunaga pays for his crimes. She says, ”Thank you father… for your support. Me being so idealistic took me awhile to realize I was running… away from my problems instead of facing it ahead on. I am so sorry to your plans for my future… but I have a new future now in NeoTokyo. To get revenge for my beloved friend…” This specific thing she was telling the truth to her father finally after all these years of running away after she got back from being kidnapped. Her idealistic beliefs were a way of her running away from the problems, responsibilities and everything that she thought was too easy for her.

Gregory heard this and was even more blown away, which meant that’s why she did all those bad decisions. It gave him a smile and hopefulness for her future. He knew she would have a future in NeoTokyo, since she was going to have be apart of the NSF by a contract from the Sun Corporation. However, he didn’t want to her to worry about that right this second. She had much to think about before she’s allowed to get her revenge that she is seeking.

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The humiliation she feels as a ‘Waitress’ in the Guarri Ace Strip Club is terrible. She has to do awful demeaning things with the customers at the Guarri Ace Strip Club, it messes with her mood by much. However, the medication that she takes is constantly making her deal with what’s happening to her. It is slowly eating away at her because of the horribleness of Nobunaga Guarri’s pleasantries. She even has to use her Penthouse for customers since he owns her and every single little thing she does. She had to deal with this torment until it ended because of the fact she went to the NSF. To finally get her revenge, even though she has to keep in contact with Nobunaga Guarri & her father throughout her service in the NSF.

She will hunt down every single person who took Naomi from this world since she didn’t deserve to die for a bad decision, which she made. Being in the Guarri Ace Strip Club, which is awful but she does deserve it for what she did to the Hattori Family. Her idealistic nature has finally ended because of the trauma of serving people in the Guarri Ace Strip Club.

Affiliations

O’Connell Family & Halifaxian Guardians

The O’Connell Family

Chelsea’s Family whom still lives in California, US. The Halifax Corporation is a long running corporation in the US, which deals with all the problems within the country. It helps out the US Army, Navy, Marines and Airforce in all form of weapons.

Gregory Ryan O’Connell (53/Father/Alive)

He is apart of the US Marine Corps. The lack of the proper decision making of his daughter Chelsea annoys him so. All the bad decisions is going to bite her in the ass one of these days as he tells her constantly. Retired Lt. General in the US Marine Corps. He always went by the book, which he would even throw the rules of engagement book at people who went against it. Now he's just the Interim CEO of the Halifax Corporation, he's constantly in contact with his firstborn daughter Chelsea since she lives in NeoTokyo, Japan.

Fiona Kayla O’Connell (54/Mother/Alive)

The Halifax Corporation CEO. Fiona loves her two children equally, however is heavily disappointed in Chelsea’s decision making. She keeps out of her idealistic, optimistic daughter’s way to the least.

Silvia Riley O’Connell (20/Sister/Alive)

Silvia is apart of the Halifaxian Guardians as her mother’s personal bodyguard. She constantly tells her sister Chelsea to put her money where her mouth is and show her family and her that she’s not a bad decision maker. The other thing is she always want an actual apology from Chelsea for believing what those cartel members were telling her. She almost died to her naivety, which made her deathly afraid to leave the Halifax Corporation’s Property at most times. Because of this quite hatred she always wanted Gregory & Fiona to disown Chelsea so she could have them for herself. Her sister seems like she doesn’t want to be apart of the family so get rid of her is the best way. However, her parents won’t cut ties with her sister no matter what. It isn’t enough for her, which she will never really forgive or forgot what her sister had done to make her not able to leave her household nor the Corporation.

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Halifaxian Guardians

The Halifaxian Guardians are an organization within the Halifax Corporation, which is the corporation’s bodyguards. The leader of these guardians are Maxwell G. Stephan and he has two children who is trying to become really great guardians to replace their father in a dual union role. All of the Guardians are ex-military personnel, which take their job very seriously since they need to the O’Connell Family protected. However, there is a specific idealist and optimist that is making their life a living hell and that is Chelsea Riley O’Connell.

Maxwell Grant Stephan (Alive/75)

He is the father to his son Roger and daughter Ceres. The Stephan family are best friends to the O’Connell, however. With his ex-military background he was able to rescue Chelsea & Silvia before the deadline was up. The gang, which kidnapped these two were called MS-32, which were at odds with MS-13. However, he was very disappointed that Chelsea willingly allowed herself and her little sister to be kidnapped.

His Ex-Military Background is of Lt. General Rank for US Marines. He retired from the US Military on his 50th birthday of the Year of 2006. The Year before that made him complement retirement because of his wife's death at the hands of Cartels. 5 years he worked for the Black Steele Merc Group, which was a great opportunity, however. He took the Halifaxian Guardians seriously as a Bodyguard Force because of his leadership position in the US Marines and he accepts US Marines, US Army and US Airforce personnel into his bodyguard unit. His children is apart of the Halifaxian Guardians as well but he isn't ready to retire from Leadership position, yet. It's because he still has some unfinished business in making the Halifaxian Guardians the best bodyguards in the world, which can handle incursions by foreign entities.

Heather Jana Stephan (Alive/45)

Heather is the wife to Maxwell Grant Stephan, which she loves him no matter what. However, she is from the Hampton Family, which are a long running family who join the Army at any chance they get. Heather was discharged from the military at 22 years old as a Sergeant in the US Army. She was forced to move away from her parents, who live on the East Coast. It's because she disowned by them for the long running nature of the family, however. She met her love of her life Maxwell, just by a chance meeting and a year later she had Ceres. It was odd to be married to a Ex-Lt. General from the US Marines. However, she had to regain her family's trust any means necessary so, she literally joined the Halifaxian Guardians as a Enforcer.

The reason for her discharged was she didn't tell the army about her medical conditions, which flared up on the battlefield. At least she was honorably discharged, and not dishonorably.

Roger Arlington Stephan (Alive/30)

Roger is pretty much one of those straight arrows that make sure to always figure out the reasons for certain things. The MS-32 Situation was specifically suspicious and he has been investigating the whole situation. It was always odd the MS-32 Gang wanted specific oddities that makes no sense for a gang to want, which would require a large amount of man hours to get for their goals. However, the Halifaxian Guardians killed all responsible for what they were about to do to Chelsea & Silvia.

Roger's mother was killed in 2005, however. Her name was Julia E. Stephan, which was Maxwell's first true love. He was happy when his father remarried to Heather J. Hampton and his family grew by +1 with the birth of Ceres, which was three years after the birth of Ceres Winery Stephan.

Ceres Winery Stephan (Alive/Friend - 22)

Ceres is Chelsea’s friend, however she knows not to get too close to Chelsea. It’s mostly because of her bad decision making might end up harming her friend more than she wants to see. Her father basically told her to only talk to her off duty as a friend, while on duty its mostly business.

Ceres is three years younger than Chelsea. However, the only reason why that is because Maxwell married her mother Heather J. Hampton. Her father's heart was basically repaired from losing his first wife, and her older brother's mother to a shooting by a Cartel in Texas.

NeoTokyo Residents – The Hattori Family & Guarri Family

The Sun Corporation (Hattori Family)

The Hattori Family as a whole despises Chelsea R. O’Connell for their daughter’s death. Chelsea had the most important job within the V-Troopers was protecting Naomi Hattori, but failed in her assigned task by incompetence and drinking on the job. There was a contract already signed between the Sun Corporation and Nobunaga Guarri, which gives ownership to the latter of any and all failures within the V-Troopers. No one is allowed to leave whatever establishment they choose when they are transferred to Nobunaga Guarri’s side. Nobunaga allowed Chelsea to go to the NSF since Akechi asked him to under the pretense of after her completion of the task at hand she will return and finish her training. However, Akechi created a contract with the NSF to get Chelsea within the NSF to start repaying in full to get the murderers of Naomi. The stipulation of the contract was that 20% of her paycheck goes into the Naomi Fund, she won’t trespass on the Sun Corporation HQ, or the Hattori Family’s Home. However, she won’t be killed on sight even if she breaks the no trespass stipulation, which she’ll be moved off the premise via the V-Troopers.

The V-Troopers are allowed to support the NSF directly since they want revenge on the Jinrai for killing Naomi Hattori outside of the Sun Corporation’s HQ. They want to know how the Jinrai was able to trespass on Pro-NSF Corporation Property to kill Naomi. However, the V-Troopers aren’t allowed to talk to Chelsea while on joint operations with the NSF.

Akechi respects Gregory, which is the failure’s father that gave a large amount of money to the Naomi Fund. The Halifax Corporation and the Sun Corporation are working in a joint conjunction in creating multitude of weapons mixed with the two corporation’s values and philosophies in them. However, they only have gave Chelsea a single chance to not fail them. Akechi won’t be finishing the job since he gave that job to Nobunaga but not to kill her at least. Since the one thing that he was shocked about when he saw her was how beautiful Chelsea was.

Akechi Hattori (Friend’s Father/Alive)

Akechi is the head of the Hattori Family, which he runs the Sun Corporation & the V-Troopers that defend his assets, which include his daughter Naomi & his wife. He loved his daughter Naomi with all his heart but she was taken away from him. Chelsea was the biggest failure of the V-Troopers to ever exist, which caused him to create the Naomi Fund. The Naomi Fund is to look into the past and profile them correctly before they even join up with the V-Troopers to protect his assets, his wife or him. It is super thorough compared to their old Background Checking Software. He wanted to destroy the O’Connell Family’s Halifax Corporation because of Chelsea’s failure and incompetence. However, her father Gregory saved his daughter’s ass by giving him a large data file of information on Chelsea. Gregory didn’t want to have the Halifax Corporation & Sun Corporation to have a war on top of the war that is already happening in Japan.

Akechi & Gregory came to an agreement with a large donation of 20 million yen to the Naomi Fund and cooling of relations. Akechi would still despise Chelsea for the rest of his life, however. For her utter failure, however, he decided to give Nobunaga Guarri a chance to destroy her a different way since he did promise his people won’t kill Chelsea on sight. Humiliation at working at one of the Nobunaga Guarri’s Fine establishments. It only took a week for the transfer of Chelsea from the V-Troopers to Nobunaga Guarri’s Strip Club. This happened on the week of Naomi’s Funeral, which ended on Oct. 5th. She was out of Akechi’s hair, which is great. The Contract between the Sun Corporation & Nobunaga Guarri is a great boon for the latter.

Naomi Hattori (Date of Death: September 29, 2028 when she was 27 Years old – Friend/Dead)

Naomi Hattori was born in May 2, 2001, which makes her 5 years older than Chelsea. The Hattori Family is a long running family, which owns the Sun Corporation and the V-Troopers Organization. Naomi was 23 years old when she first met Chelsea because of a communication from her. It was because she wanted to meet to see if they could talk about certain things. However, Naomi felt completely sorry for Chelsea O’Connell being constantly a failure for her family. They were pretty similar in some cases. However, Naomi is an only child to her father Akechi Hattori.

Naomi felt like she was more of than a friend to Chelsea and it only took the first meeting between them. The only reason why she felt as if she was a failure is different than Chelsea felt as a failure. It was because she was disallowed to marry Nobunaga Guarri because of her father’s advice in researching what he does. She was appalled in every ounce of her being, which made her completely not want to marry any man. The only person she felt like she wanted to marry was Chelsea R. O’Connell to make her feel like she isn’t a failure. Her father Akechi’s corporation sells directly to the NSF, which is trying to get rid of the Jinrai in Japan.

Before she died on Sept. 29th, 2028, which she asked Chelsea to come with her because she felt as if she was going to die and she was being stalked by someone that wanted her dead. Chelsea was heavily drinking and didn’t really look like she was able to keep standing and this broke Naomi’s heart big time. Naomi’s last words to Chelsea were, ’...I loved you Chelsea… I hope you kill yourself for your actions today. We are no longer engaged to be married.’ She was brutally murdered in the Sun Corporation HQ’s Parking Lot, which was an awful sight. The culprit hasn’t been caught since the death of Naomi Hattori. The Sun Corporation HQ property is the most secured place ever, how could a Jinrai Nationalist Scumbag get in and kill Naomi.

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The Guarri Family

Nobunaga Guarri

Nobunaga Guarri owns two establishments in the shadier part of NeoTokyo, which is the Guarri Ace Strip Club and the Guarri Queen Brothel. The Contract between him and the Sun Corporation helps him out via getting properly hot women to work for him after completely failing in the V-Troopers. He is direct friends to Akechi Hattori. He got access the largest failure in V-Trooper history, which happened on Oct. 5th, 2028. Chelsea was the finest specimen he got ever, which when he learned of what Akechi wanted him to do with her. He laughed, at least he did give her choice and she picked the Guarri Ace Strip Club to be apart of. Nobunaga was told to destroy her completely via any means necessary to make her pay for what she had done without killing her. He was happy that his plans finally succeeded in getting one of the O’Connell children even though he still wants Silvia too. He told his secretary to tell her when he saw himself being researched by a new arrival in NeoTokyo, it was when Chelsea first arrived in NeoTokyo when she was 18 years old.

His form of humiliation was different, which she would be shaped by him no matter what. However, he was sad to see her go to the NSF via another contract by the Sun Corporation. It was because she had to go to the NSF to payback the Jinrais for the death of Naomi. However, he found, which Penthouse she lived at. He was going to be her worst nightmare that she is still basically owned by him since no one who fails the Sun Corporation never leaves his establishments. The NSF were a safe place for her until her usefulness is finished.

Nobunaga hasn’t really cared for the war of NSF vs Jinrais as long as his establishments are used for proper entertainment and not a blood bath. He will ignore both sides, even though he’s friends to a Pro-NSF Corporation.

Oichi Yoshiaki (Nobunaga’s Secretary)

Oichi threatened Chelsea because she was researching her boss. However, she decided to keep this from Nobunaga Guarri since he would be furious at her for threatening a pretty young lady. It was that she knew that Chelsea wouldn’t join the Guarri Ace Strip Club willingly. Since that’s what Chelsea told her as much, however Nobunaga has his ways to get her to join no matter what. An American Heiress from California is a rare commodity to taste the sweet nectar of selling themselves for the first time.

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Employed by the NSF
The NSF

Japanese National Security Forces, which is her employer. She joined this organization after feeling guilty over the death of her friend, which is apart of the Sun Corporation who was one of the corporations that supplies the NSF. The organization knows her guilt via a contract they signed with the Sun Corporation, which is owned by the Hattori Family.

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Relationships [Optional]
N/A

Extra
-Halifax Corporation Heiress
-Ideal Union of Flight, Private Jet – Which is customized as a Sky Mansion and is one of four models, which the Halifax Corporation created.
-Halifax Supra-853A Super Car - Still in experimental stages only has 3 more years left before it is sold to the wider population of the world.
-Allowance – Which is supplied by her parents via a transfer from USD to Yen.
-Speaks English and Japanese Fluently – Her tutors helped her with learning and understanding Japanese.
-She owns a downtown penthouse in NeoTokyo, which she lives there by herself. The penthouse is colored to her specific likeness, which is purple, pink and black.
-Has a Californian accent
-Carries with her Experimental Medication from the Halifax Corporation. It is classified as a stronger form of anti-depressants called hyper reactive suppressants.

Theme Song

Chelsea’s Theme Songs

Her helplessness in terms of being owned by Nobunaga Guarri’s humiliation.

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Her Revenge, which she wants to get for Naomi Hattori. The Jinrai will pay and whomever else had a hand in her death.

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Seohyung Kamenashi

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Name

Seohyung Kamenashi; also called Suicidal Seo by his co-workers.

Ethnicity | Nationality

Korean-Japanese | Japanese

Age

19

Sexuality

Homosexual

Birth

October 23rd | Born in Karuizawa, Nagano

Appearance

Seohyung has lithe muscle compared to the men he works with, but his commanding officer found use for his smaller physique. There was an incident when he was younger that ruined both his knees, so he has bionic knees covered by artificial skin to match the rest of his legs. It gives him the ability to jump two stories comfortably, but more than that at a time puts a serious strain on his knees. There's danger he could blow them out if he's not careful. He has a healed over stab wound on his right side under his ribs. He's also left handed.

Seohyung's Recon uniform: His uniform is a tight fit. Not uncomfortable, but without the flexible armored plates it leaves nothing to the imagination.

Seohyung's Civilan outfit: Enjoy's the height of fashion whenever he takes off his uniform, which is rarely.

He wears his NSF non-combat uniform whenever he's on duty, but not out in the field...but he spends most of his time training, so it's not likely for anyone to see him in it.

Height

5'9

Personality

On duty Seohyung has relentless focus, too eager to rid the world of Jinrai, and is impulsive bordering on suicidal. He knows what the NSF does is for the good of the country and its people. He can’t be a weak link among the thousands of officers. He’s already judged for his age. The higher ups expect greenies like him to get themselves killed, despite it being his second year with the NSF. Too bad he’s not as strong as he’d like to be. If his team leader tells him to sneak in, stay put, and observe, he does everything to the letter, then fucks it up when sees something more important happening. For example, he was on a mission to sneak into a Jinrai base, watch their movements, and listen for intel. All he had to do was report back to his team what he observed and heard, but he noticed a Jinrai agent keying in codes for a weapon, but his zoom function wasn’t close enough for him to see it. So it he waited for the agent to leave the room, before climbing out the vent and hacking the computer for the codes. It would’ve worked, but nothing ever works out when Seohyung deviants from the plan, which is every time. He got caught and had to fight his way out the base, requiring his team to come in for backup. It was a hot mess, but the type of mess only Seohyung could get out of. No one else would’ve survived escaping thirty Jinrai on their own. Seohyung got suspended for a week and spent all that time training his hand-to-hand combat skills, because he doesn’t have any other hobbies. He's the type that likes to feel the fall of his enemy, so he gets close and personal any opportunity he has.

Seohyung isn’t as intense when he’s off duty, but he prefers not to talk to anyone and mostly keeps to himself. People make him anxious, particularly Japanese people, because he tends to get dirty looks or messed with whenever he introduces himself. In his experience most aren’t kind to Koreans, half-bloods or otherwise. He’d rather not bring attention to himself more than he already has from his mission reputation. When he does socialize, he tends to be the quiet one with quippy one liners and a dark sense of humor. For those he gets on with, he’ll playfully tease them for their failures only cause he’s on the receiving end of it too; Suicidal Seo and all that. But these times are few and far between. Most of the time he stays busy, because his social anxiety gets to him more than his need for human contact.

Role

Reconnaissance Operative - NSF; hopes to be promoted to Espionage Operative one day.

Equipment

He's only mastered three weapons and carries them with him at all times. His sword and short sword he uses the most. And his gun he only uses when he doesn't have a choice.
Uniform: Allows him to move freely with little resistance, is absolutely silent and blocks radar, so he can get in and out of Jinrai bases without being heard or detected. Has automatic shield sensors that activate when bullets are too close for comfort. There's a zoom function in his helmet he uses for distance. It can't see everything, but it does a good job for the distances it allows him to see. Along with heat and night vision, and recording, and magnified audio functions.

Previous Careers

Cadet in the NSF academy.

Biography

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Seohyung was born the year Korea nuked Tokyo in a concentration camp in Karuizawa. A month after the blast nationalist attacked and rallied against Korean citizens that made Japan their home, whether they were a natural born or naturalized citizen. To protect their citizens, the Japanese government created concentration camps for Koreans to live in peacefully. Except it wasn’t peaceful. Japan’s military were tasked with protecting their people and the allowed the nationalist officers to torture them instead. His mother, Seola, made friends with a sympathetic officer that understood none of them were responsible for what happened, but that didn’t mean she was protected. Pregnant women were starved for a week at a time and denied water for three days at a time. Many lost their babies, but the fetuses with a will to live survived. He was born a week early on October 23rd and named Seohyung, but his mother barely got to hold him. Other babies that were born before him didn’t make it passed a month. Their mothers were underfed, stressed, and couldn’t produce the milk necessary to keep them alive. Seola was determined for Seohyung to live, so she made her officer friend promise her he’d get her baby out of there. Soon after his birth, the officer walked out of the concentration camp with Seohyung wrapped up and carefully placed in an empty backpack. Seola gave him her address with her husband’s name, Jin Kamenashi. Seohyung was delivered safely to his father’s arms that night. The concentration camps lasted three years and his mother never made it out alive. Neither did the officer that helped her when it came out he was a sympathizer.

Five years later, Seohyung has lived the first five years of his life confined to his home, because his father was afraid what would happen to him if he was out in town where their neighbors knew he was half-Korean. Korean children went missing every day all over the country. The news didn’t talk about it, but Jinrai supporter pages were full of users bragging about what they did to the little akuma. Jin didn’t want Seohyung to end up being one of them, so he was homeschooled by his aunt and only played with his cousins. But his family weren’t the nicest to him. He was often excluded from games and belittled for not picking up material fast enough. One day his aunt went to the market for lunch and forgot to lock the door. Seohyung only saw his neighborhood from the window, so he wanted to go out and explore. He didn’t make it a block, before he was attacked by high schoolers. They beat him black and blue, broke his knees with a metal bat, and left him for dead. His aunt found him on the way home and called an ambulance, hoping he’d make it. Not for his sake, but for hers. When his father found out what happened, his aunt ended up in the hospital in similar condition. Seohyung’s knees were so bad that he had to have a bionic knee replacement, because no amount of casts or surgery was going to heal them properly for him not to walk without leg braces for the rest of his life.

Seohyung didn’t have a memory of the attack, but he suffered night terrors until he was sixteen and only experienced them when he was under extreme stress. His father allowed him to go to school when he was eleven, but his anxiety made it hard for him to make friends. He was bullied a lot, especially by Gojiro and his little band of assholes.. Pushed around on the school yard, his in door shoes either went missing or had tacks in the soles, his gym uniform would end up soaked in spoiled milk before the gym, and his notebooks and textbooks ended up in fountain in the courtyard. No matter what Jin how much Jin protested his son’s abuse to the vice principal and principal, nothing changed. Even the teachers turned a blind eye. Seohyung was at his lowest and settled to kill himself, but when he jumped from the school roof his knees over shot and he ended up in a tree too far for a normal person to jump to. Amazed, he practiced jumping whenever he could, used it to get away from bullies on the school yard, and gained confidence doing something no one else could do.

In middle school he made friends with a group of kids that had bionic parts too. Some more confident to have their parts show, but Seohyung wasn’t there yet. He didn’t want to stick out more than he already did. Middle school wasn’t as bad as his sixth year in elementary school. The bullies were still assholes, but he had friends to back him up and vice versa. One of them had an arm that could break concrete. It was enough of a deterrent to get them off his back. Of course, he fell in love with that friend. His name was Yosuke. His first love, but it was unrequited as far as he knew, because he could never tell him how he felt. During these years there was political unrest between the parties that wanted to hit Korea hard and the ones that wanted to take a softer approach. The Jinrai were losing supporters. People that hid their lack of contempt for Korea came forward and offered peaceful solutions. Jin was one of them, peace with Korea propaganda was all over the house, on the radio in the car, on the TV day in and day out. Seohyung didn’t care about any of that. What he wanted was for nationalist to lose power. They were the ones that killed his mother, almost killed him before he was born, disabled him, and bullied him in school. The only ones strong enough to do that was the NSF. Before Seohyung graduated middle school, he put in his application for the academy and was accepted.

His first year was rougher than the first time he went to school. His main bully in school, Kogiro, applied to the academy too and got in. The instructors didn’t care for bullying, told them to suck it up and work together, because without a cohesive team they’d all end up dead. Seohyung did his best to ignore Kogiro and took to training like a bird to the sky. He was faster, quieter, had more stamina than his classmates. His instructors took notice and put him in classes specific for recon and espionage. He hoped to fast track to the latter right out of the academy. By his last year he was at the top of the class and had many officers in NSF looking at him to join their divisions. Then he got into with Kogiro after a training course incident. The training room had settings for non-lethal and lethal practice. Seohyung always trained when he didn’t have homework, so he wasn’t a stranger to the routine and levels of the holographic robots. But Kogiro set it to lethal and level 33. The holograms became real, faster, stronger, and sentient robots. There’s no failsafe to stop training, so he had to fight his way to the end of the level and almost died when one of the robots stabbed him in the right side under his ribs. After he healed he heard what Kogiro did, but he got a slap on the wrist, claiming the system glitched when he set the room for Seohyung. He wasn’t buying that bullshit, so in his anger he went after Kogiro and beat the shit out of him. The fight cost him his top spot and he was suspended for a week. The officers didn’t want someone with anger issues and looked elsewhere for their future operative, even the Espionage division. They only one to stick around was the Recon division, claiming it was only a one time incident and they weren’t going to lose the chance to have one of the best operatives they’ve seen in a long time. Seohyung finished the year, graduated, and got swept right into Recon the year Jinrai went rogue.

Affiliations

Jin Kamenashi - Father
Yosuke Tanaka - First love
Kogiro Iriguchi - Most hated bully

Relationships [Optional]

This is how they view other characters throughout the story. This will be updated as major changes in their involvement and view of one another is expanded. Most changes will be listed from experiences out of combat, but some can occur from within their combat positioning out in the field. They can become rivals, hating on one another, romantic couples or simply comrades in arms.

Battle Song

Click title.

[Lord Wyron]

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[Sanity43217]

Hider

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Name
Tobis Black

Nationality
Australian

Age
32

Sexuality
Straight

Birth
4 July - Queensland

Appearance
Tobis looks especially grizzled for his age. Owing to the poor quality synth skin used to reconstruct his face from when he caught a frag grenade. There are scars around the top half of his face from the reconstructive surgery and cybernetic implantation.
On Duty, he normally wears NSF Rigger Armour. It is a set of powered armour that houses several small drones for the Rigger to deploy to their advantage. The Armour and Drones, as well as their capabilities, will be listed under equipment.
When off duty, Tobis normally wheres dark jeans or chinos. A white t-shirt and a leather jacket.

Height
6'1"

Personality
Tobis is often described as being a bit odd. Years of jumping his consciousness into machines have made him complacent with his normal body. Don't be confused though, he has suffered a lot of pain in his life. More than the human body can handle. Aside from the grenade that caused the reconstruction of his face, and most of his body, he has felt being blown up more times than he can count.
He hides this pain though. Not as well as he thinks, but he does try and hide it. He pushes his body harder than it should. On duty, often putting himself in more danger than would be considered necessary.
Off duty, he drinks. More than he should.

Role
Recon - "Rigger"

Riggers

Riggers are a fairly new idea to the battlefield. Riggers are people who use datajacks and in most cases, a special type of cyberware - called the "rigger control" - to interface with vehicles and drones. Often they also use a remote control deck.
Riggers who jack to a building security system to control the complete electronic building security are called spiders.
Riggers jump into machines to control them with their mind. While jumped in they feel like they are the machine, using the vehicle or drone's sensors to replace their own. This allows the rigger to control the machine at the speed of thought and with greater precision. The downside is if the machine takes damage the rigger will have to deal with dangerous levels of biofeedback. Likewise, the rigger may have to engage in cyber combat with other hackers that are attempting to hijack their devices.
Not to be confused with Hackers, Riggers require a direct connction with the thing they are Hijacking, or use "friendly" machines.

Equipment

Rigger Recon Armour

The Rigger Recon Armour (RRA) was designed by the NSF for Riggers. It id s powered suit that functions on a light exo-frame to increase mobility, while sacraficing protection.
The helmet contatins a Heads-Up Display (HUD). The right arm has a touch screen consol that allows deployment of drones from both the suits back Drone stroage area and NSF head quarters.

Drones

Steve

Steve is Tobis's main companion drone/support drone. Sporting a large array of sensors, Steve relays information to Tobis's HUD. Steve doesn't really get stored anywhere, but has a charging base in Tobis's apartment. Aside from charging when Tobis sleeps, Steve is always deployed.

Omni-Drones

Omni-Drones are small bar shaped drones. Basically the swiss army knife of Drone Technology. Tobis carries three.

RECON Drone

RECON Drones are small drones deployed for survaliance. They are normally used for indoors, or when Steve would draw too much attention in the skyline. These small drones bolster no weaponry, just cameras. Tobis carries just one.

Assault Drone

The assault drone folds up flat to be stored within the back pack of the RRA. Normally used to provide fire when pinned down, and exposing oneself would be considered hazardous. Only one is carried per Rigger.

Modular Weapon System

The Modular Weapon System (MWS) is the Rigger's weapon of choice. The weapon itelf can adapt to most conventional ammunituniton calibres. With attachments that can turn the Large Hand Gun into basically any weapon the situation will call for. Especially usuful for Recon Missions behind enemy lines, where NSF issued ammuntion can run dry quickly, so being able to take any and all ammunition from enemy soldiers is a huge bonus.

Other standard issue equipment includes

• Universal Data Jack
• Combat knife
• Two Frag Grenades
• One stun grenade

Previous Careers
Australian Defense Force (2017-2022)
Burger Joint Owner (2025-2028)
Drone Repairman (2027-2030)

Biography
Tobis was born in Autralia. HAd a pretty good life, didn't really think about Japan or its conflicts that much as a child. He joined the Australian Defense Force when he was eighteen and served for five years as a Rigger before slipping up, and winding up on the wrong end of a frag grenade. After that, he was taken to hospital, and put on life support. Australia didn't really have the technology to rebuild him, so Tobis was left with two choices. Live the rest of his life in a bed, concious, but hooked up to life support, or get transfered to a Japanese Facility, and have a chance at a normal life.
So, he was transfered to Japan. They rebuilt his face, and most of his body, back to what it was before the accident. Tobi requested a sim-rig and translator be implanted, and so they were. He got the Sim-Rig because at the time he wanted to go back and join the ADF. The translator was because he had the hots for one of the nurses who was assissting him through rehab.
Tobis and the nurse ended up falling in love, and getting married. After Tobis finished his rehab, he didn't want to go back to Australia, so he opened up a Burger Joint in Japan.
He was living the good life, ended up getting citizenship after a few years. After two years of running the Burger Joint, he started fixing Drones on the side. It started just as a hobby. Mostly recreational stuff. A year later he got a contract from NSF for a full time job, so he sold his Diner. To work full time.
Two years later, the Jinrai kidnapped his wife. Told him to make them Drones. He did, ut ater dilevering the drones, they killed her anyway.
So, he used a back door he had created in the drones programming, and his simrig implant to take ove rthe drones and get his revenge. He then requested to be moved to a field position within the NSF.

Affiliations
Family back in Australia - they think Tobis is dead
Wife - Killed by Jinrai
NSF - Employer
Himself - Revenge is the best motive

Relationships [Optional]
This is how they view other characters throughout the story. This will be updated as major changes in their involvement and view of one another is expanded. Most changes will be listed from experiences out of combat, but some can occur from within their combat positioning out in the field. They can become rivals, hating on one another, romantic couples or simply comrades in arms.

Character Theme

[GrizzTheMauler]

Takachi

Name
Takachi Grimaulkin Skygge

Nationality
Norwegian-Japanese

Age
30

Sexuality
Homosexual

Birth
June 8th, Okinawa

Appearance


Takachi is a tall well built man who’s almost always got a stern look on his face. Dark brown eyes glare at most other people around him as his presence seems to fill any room he’s in. He has visible scars, one that bisects his left eye though he never tells anyone how he got it, and everyone in the NSF assumes it’s from his time in the military. His black hair is kept closely cropped and styled. When speaking his voice is very calm no matter the circumstances and a deep baritone.

His everyday wear is usually some form of dark turtleneck and sweats. His uniform is the JSDF standard modified for the NSF, along with his usual service medals. Outside of work and off the base, he’s in jeans and gaming hoodies. He prefers to keep an anonymous profile, as he’s usually

Height
6’5”

Personality


On Duty, Takachi is professional, calculative and occasionally insubordinate when he feels the orders go too far. So far he has yielded exemplary results. He maintains a sense of responsibility and honor. In action, he is relentless in his pursuit of intel and occasionally comes across as shady when he steps into the interrogation room.

Off Duty, Takachi is quite jovial. He is calm and collected, a bit brash when he goes drinking with his friends and rarely sleeps around. His main characteristics loyalty, something his father drilled into him as a kid. He's quite adventurous, having used his time well to explore other cities and cultures.

Role
Advanced Recon and Intelligence Specialist.

Equipment
HPGR Ibis
Prototype Gauss Sniper Rifle made by Jūto Bakudan from Black Steele, a close friend and former comrade.

Spectre Configuration Armor Mk II
Designed by Jūto Bakudan, this armor is the same he uses in his JSDF duties. It is able to be modified for several different attack styles, though is generally used in Recon Configuration.


Previous Careers
Special Officer 1st Lieutenant tasked with infiltration and Intel recovery.

Biography


Takachi was born in the military base in Okinawa, Japan. His Father, Leif was there serving as an officer when he’d met his mother, Kara there. What started as a one night stand became a steady relationship and the two were married a few years later. Kara gave birth to him there, just before Leif got transferred from that station to one on the mainland in Tokyo. He would move around with his parents, though he was usually at his grandparent’s home in Hokkaido.

When Tokyo was nuked, Takachi was with his American grandparents in Los Angeles. It was upsetting to him, since his mother and her unborn second child had been there, visiting friends and were killed. His father was enraged, as in the attempt to save as many as he could, he lost his right arm, and his wife and unborn child. He recovered, getting a cybernetic one to replace it so he could continue his work in his company, Black Steele.

Takachi showed interest in the military growing up, which his grandfather eagerly approved of, stating it was better than his father’s mercenary work. He had him trained in martial arts, marksmanship and with a gleeful smile that Takachi came to fear, Infiltration and Extraction. By the time came for him to join, he was shunted into the Officer Program, earning high marks. IT was noted that during this time, in a training accident, Takachi got his left eye slashed, the eye itself was fine, however the scar remained.

When he was finally out at 18, he’d proven to be the best infiltrator in his class. He would go on to earn several commendations for his wetworks ops battling corporate espionage and other threats. When the NSF was announced, his CO immediately recommended him to join it, since his skills would be useful and citing a promotion. Takachi agreed, and signed on, stating that he would do his country and kin proud.

Affiliations


Jyu Rikashi: Grandfather, retired JSDF Colonel.
Lief Skygge: Father, Vice President of Black Steele, Director of Security.
Jūto Bakudan: Family friend, works for the same company as his father, Black Steele, a R&D powerhouse known for their armor and weapon designs.

Relationships [Optional]
Tbd

Character Theme

[GoreLore]

Margo (lee) Hara

Name

𝕸𝖆𝖗𝖌𝖔 (𝕷𝖊𝖊) 𝕳𝖆𝖗𝖆

Age

21

***Gender***

𝕸𝖆𝖑𝖊:(both female and male pronouns are equally valid)

Nationality

𝕵𝖆𝖕𝖆𝖓𝖊𝖘𝖊(currently unknown Mix)

Sexuality

𝕳𝖔𝖒𝖔𝖘𝖊𝖝𝖚𝖆𝖑

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Appearance

The unchangeable fact about Margo that she simple cant stand is.. well Margo is a man. He has the voice of a man, the muscle of a man, the speaking manners of a man, a man in all cases except his appearance. Margo has an affinity for black and thus tends to be the common theme in Her wardrobe. She often balances feminine fashion with practicality, opting for padded jumpsuits or simple form fitted slacks and tops. Margo's professional gear is a thin armored black nylon jumpsuit with combat boots. Due to her semi short stature of 5'7 she wears only platform boots, steel toe. This outfit is all worn beneath any mandated Armour/uniform required for a NSF member. Casual wear is often comprised of turtle necks, slip dresses and tight tight slacks. Margo tends to try to hold onto some sort of sex appeal, often sporting some makeup and heels when she's off duty. Her slick black hair is often tied away from her face, just enough to keep some sort of fashionable look while keeping it away from her field of view. The most noticeable physical attributes is a lean muscular body, dark dark narrow eyes,a stuffed Bra, long black hair and a pale face. Underneath the foundation A portion of his face has a small black tattoo from a raggity gang of kids during teen-hood.
Though the century is filled with widely accessible technology and scientific advancements, Margo is tech free, There simply wasnt money, a stable home or an adult to facilitate any technological help/improvements for the boy.

Height

5'7 (5'10 in work shoes)

Personality

It's the cliche statement that sums the man best,

You either love her or hate her

. Margo often has a thick wall that surrounds her, she tends to remain quiet and reserved, speaking only when spoken to. However its when those around her learn shes a He, his cool and cold facade is discarded and the snarky, sarcastic and grumpy side of him is revealed. He tends to open up quite quickly, trying to lighten up the mood no matter how bleak the situation. This comes to be a great flaw however for he clings onto humor and sarcasm to avoid facing traumatic or important situations he doesn't want to face, it takes some scolding and a knock in the head to snap him out of it and get him to become serious and present again.
Margo keeps his friend's close, depending on them and growing attached quickly, putting himself on the line without a doubt like some sort of mad dog. His desperation to serve and protect those he holds dear stems from some sort of self loathing constitution, perhaps its the nicks in his brain or the hits to the head when he was a boy but he can hardly see straight when a friend is in harms way, like a frenzied shark he goes in for the kill.
Due to his rather off putting appearance he expects those around him to not take him seriously off the bat, in fact when it comes to his cross dressing he tries not to mention it, playing it off as if its the most natural thing in the world, he has a stubborn refusal to explain himself especially to fellow men.
Another trait people tend to notice is his vain nature, his looks are one of his first priorities, something he struggles to overcome, hes obsessed with looking good, with looking the ideal way a woman should look in his own imagination. Though his fascination with women is overbearing he finds himself feeling inferior to them, creating a tormented cycle of "Do I want to be with her? or do I want to be her?". He tries to casts away his complexes when at work however when there free time to think there the storm of conflict and confusion come swirling in his brain. Off duty is when his persona truly shines, hes always daydreaming and fantasizing about a peaceful future a future where he can finally fully focus on his own path and identity. Margo tends to try to stay with his friends as long as possible, begging to stay over and be in their presence as long as possible, spoiling them as much as he can afford.

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Role

Investigatory Combat unit

Equipment

Two compact, fold-able, target locking pistols, made lightweight and clear for easier access, hiding and handling. It shoots multiple bullets in one pull of trigger but with the downfall if being a quick bullet eater. It a favorite for margo due to how easily He can nab his target but in terms of its technological practicality its on the more "ancient" side.
Wireless communication earpiece, makes a seamless injection into the skin right before the ear, comes in as a nude small pin like contraption that makes communication as subtle as possible.

Previous Employment

Bus Boy then to Bartender at 'Glamazon Gala' a less than professional and regulated Drag/Gay bar in the more run down/ nearly abandoned parts of the city.(2029-2030)

Biography

Ever since the surge of technological advancements that had been kickstarted in the mid 2000's, a small community of fear ridden and desperate people rallied with one another to ceate a traditionalist community,afraid of leaving behind the life of 'traditional Japan'. These people lived in the outskirts of the city of Tokyo avoiding upgrades and any sort of technological gadgets that goes past the inventions they already had such as, flip phones, simple manual washing machines and stoves that run on gas. The Hara family had flourished within the community, going a decade strong of repairing and reworking 'old' technology to appease the traditionalists. This security however was ripped away from the Hara household as well as the Traditionalists as Korean and Japanese relations grew worse. The nukes devastated the city and the fallout and leftover destruction had nearly wiped out the community, their lack of updated construction, equipment and protection had been their downfall. The Haras were no exception for their home and small makeshift factory had been buried along with nearly the entire family. The Lone survivor a 20 year old Kimiko Hara had lived due to being stowed away in the basement last minute. after climbing away from the debris the traumatized girl was left in tatters, no money, no family and the gripping fear of the unknown world of Modern Tokyo in which seems centuries ahead of what shes always known. She stayed in the slums, taking on several manual laborious jobs, and even 'Hosted' for veterans and wanderers whom pass by the dirty and ugly side of the outskirts of Tokyo. Kimiko had so many men, soldiers, and foreigners that when she'd fallen pregnant she could'nt tell if she had a fully Japanese baby or not. Deathly afraid of the technology of Tokyo she had a home birth, Bringing Lee Hara into the world. She attempted to raise the boy without hosting again, trying to clean her act up and live a decent but poor lifestyle. However the comfort of a man and the compensation of easy money had been all she'd known ever since the destruction of her family's legacy. Lee watched his mother every night apply makeup, do her hair and put on the prettiest mid century dresses before going off into the night, remembering the chuckled hushed claim his mother once whispered to him when lee had begged her to get a job where she can stay with him at night. She replied "Mama doesn't know how to do what a modern person does, I don't know How to get a proper job and I'm not smart...but even if the world never ceases to change and adapt, one thing never changes in the world, and that is, a beautiful woman can always make a living". Lee and his mother a distant relationship, eventually seeing each other more like roommates than mother and child. Once lee finished all the raggity textbooks his mother would shove his way He left home at 16 and scurried off into the city. Running off with shady kids and rapidly exploring this new dangerous city. The lights, the artificial intelligence and the Cyber explosion of what was Tokyo completely blew his mind. He did freelance work, some shoplifting and swindling as he slowly learned the ropes of the modern world, trying to absorb all the information and conveniences he could all while battling the ingrained fear of the unknown and new. While venturing off into the more alternative parts of the city he came across drag bars and shows, furthering his fascination with femininity he began to cross dress and Margo was born. The Gay scene and sexually ambiguous had expanded in Japan at the time though in restricted moderation for a common attitude for the common fold is 'don't ask don't tell'. Within the few years of living in the modern world he researched the horrible stories that his mother told him off wondering what were the "Bright big bombs that wiped away our family" and the nature of the "Bloodthirsty Korean scum". After being overwhelmed with one of biggest history lessons of his life, his need to avenge his family and to give honor to his poor disillusioned mother whoms' life was completely ruined and in turn ruined his childhood. For the first time he had a sense of purpose and with his new found determination he applied for training for the rumored and revered NSF. His lack of experience and formal education had nearly got him rejected off the bat until he demonstrated his stealth and transformation skills when in the demonstration phase of his application. It was handy that a man could easily pass as a woman especially when that said man needs to go undercover. He was given a chance and was put into some hard training soon after they granted him proper citizenship and identification for him when he was properly admitted as a member. And yes he did throw a huge fit at the mention of an appropriate haircut.

Affilations

Mother: kimiko Hara
Father: Currently Unidentified
Mentor: Kento Izimaka (alias: "Mama Glam")

Relationships

No lasting relationships with Neither Men or Women. Closest to the owner of the 'Glamazon Gala' Mama Glam took lee under his wing through out the few years that Margo had worked in the bar. The two haven't kept in touch since Margo left for the NSF, Leaving Margo with a nearly clean slate.

Theme

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[Conscripts]

Takeda Ochisuita

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Name
Takeda Ochisuita

Nationality
Japanese

Age
41

Sexuality
Heterosexual

Birth
July 7th, 1990

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Appearance
A very conservative gentleman, Ochisuita always dresses up formally even for the slightest bit of an afternoon walk. There's almost always only two sets of outfits you'll see him in. The first is his professional life, which consists of the simple black NSF's officer uniform. The second is his non-professional, which consists of a double button suit and tie all year round. The tone of the color ranged from blue to dark grey, sometimes dark green. A small badge of political membership is hooked on his left collar. In colder days, he'd be sporting a white overcoat and perhaps a long scarf. There is actually a third set of clothes: his private life, which is still as conservative as ever, but chances are you'd never see that from him, as he tended to keep his private life very...well private.

For his age, he was sometimes regarded as older than he should've been, and it was rather true. A rather turbulous life had led to some wrinkles spreading on his chiseled face. But make no mistakes, beneath the old cover is still a very well-built physique, one that can still rival a man in his prime. His black hair is noticeably short and combed-over, adding more to his formal impressions.

Ochisuita also appears to limp on his right leg, due to his injury during the Korean expedition. This is accompanied with a walking cane that never left his side.

Height
5'9"

Personality
Everyone who has worked with Ochisuita has been known to brand this austere old man to be distrustful, and they all have a point. Ochisuita is a man of flexibility, in almost any possible way. He can be democratic when it suits the situation, but he can be brutally suppressive when it needs be. He can use very inhumane methods for his goals, but he also knows when to rub the wound. One of the few things inflexible and set in stone for this sharp man is his principle of pragmatism. It transcends his ideology. It defies morality. What matters is the end, not the means. And whoever has made their distrustful remarks couldn't help but admit that he was a useful asset if not essential. Once the job is given, he almost always finish with his characteristic brutal efficiency. But in the world full of nationalistic rhetorics, pragmatism would almost always be seen as two-faced.

On a professional level, Ochisuita is a man of little word, preferring to use concise locution and facial expressions to deliver his messages. And you can expect almost no jokes around this man, and even less lenience. An air of tension usually hung around him, as he seems to be watching your every move, judging you with his cold and calculated gaze, wondering to yourself what had you done this time. He demands results, and generally doesn't care how you achieve it.

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Role
NSF Administrator (special permission from the GM)

Equipment
A walking cane?

Previous Careers
JSDF Junior Officer
Jinrai Counter-Intelligence Agency Branch No. 6 (in Korea)
Jinrai Secret Service Instructor

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Biography
Takeda Ochisuita is born in Kai, Japan. His family is a fairly well-off family, with Ochisuita's father being a senior police officer in his province, but their philosophy for their child was no hand sanitizer. What was given to a child was the minimum for him to survive. If he wanted his life to improve, he had to work for it. At first easy things like washing the dishes or clean the house for his family, but soon shifted to outside jobs. And they were nowhere being lenient. They were once fully content to let his child starve for months to prevent laziness from taking over his schedule. This put a dent on Ochisuita's relationship with his parent, but also ironed out his defining character.

Despite his rough childhood, Ochisuita still found great interests in education, and while his school attendances were meagre, his incredible effort in self-studying had given him vast amount of knowledge in history, economics, politics and philosophy. However, by the time he was 20, he dropped out of university due to lack of fundings and joined the JSDF. There, thanks to his earlier life, he quickly developed a reputation by all accounts to be an impeccable soldier, with unparalleled discipline and diligence. He easily rose through the ranks of the JSDF, quickly becoming a Junior Officer in the army, though he had little intentions on being a military commander.

It was also here that Ochisuita met the group of men who would later form the notorious Jinrai corp. He found a lot of their ideas compatible, while the group had his well-developed reputation to admire the young soldier. They both shared a lot of worldviews, such as their wishes to abolish Article 9, that Japan should maintain a strong military presence, and that the current Japanese military is nowhere enough to deal with the current nuclear trend that the world is doing. However, Ochisuita and the Jinrais also disagreed on many aspects as well, such as military expansionism, approaches to diplomacy, etc. In fact Ochisuita might be the most critical of the Jinrai from within their ranks, but knowing that spouting everything you believe in could be detrimental, so he kept his mouth shut and enjoyed the social circle he had.

And the earlier worry turned into a nightmare, when Tokyo was nuked. This presented the Jinrai (now not called so) a perfect political base to ascend to power. Ochisuita's connection with the founding members proved a golden opportunity, as they offered the young Takeda a position as an intelligence officer in the Secret Service. He took this offer without hesitation, and he went through a brutal training to become a spy for the Jinrai. Again, his iron discipline carried him through the day, and he was soon deployed, at first to Neo-Tokyo, but then to Korea, where political turmoil were still running high. There, he gathered confidential government information, disrupted communications and sometimes took part in rooting out political oppositions. The latter job was particularly few in between, but among the few times he had to cock his guns, one of them was an assassination of a high profile government official. A successful one, but during the ensuing gunfight, Ochisuita took a high caliber bullet to his leg, badly damaging his kneecap. His partners luckily helped him escape, but this injury effectively ended his Korean expedition. He was transported back to Japan for treatment, and while prosthetics were highly recommended by the doctors, since they guaranteed quick recovery of movements, Ochisuita, for strange reasons, refused them and instead chose surgery to repair his damaged kneecap instead. Months of recovery went by and he recovered, although he still limped when he walked and had to use a walking cane.

Not seeing the prospect of an active service as an intelligence officer very promising due to his injury, the Jinrai assigned him a training position instead. It was during these times that Ochisuita's opinion of the Jinrai began to take a major downturn. The cracks of ideology that he hid during his JSDF days had shown its cracks. He had been long critical of some of their social and diplomatic policies, especially the concentration camps for foreigners, or the compete of Pacific territory with the South East Asian countries. He saw them as unnecessary and feelings-driven rather than for the good of the country, but tolerated them for their other better ideas. But the annexation of Korea? What the hell was that for? Didn't they realize what that could mean? The international community would descend upon Japan, like in World War 2. And you know what happened to them now.

And so the once diligent servant of the Jinrai, Ochisuita secretly plotted against them. The sudden election of the Prime Minister left a huge bitter taste in the military, and they prepared a coup. This unfortunately was intercepted by the former spy, and he feeded the information to the new cabinet, which effectively contributed to the coup's failure. He also destroyed some of the Secret Service's documents as well to prevent information falling into the wrong hands.

When the NSF formed, the NSF leaders decided to offer one of the administrator's position to the former Jinrai spy. A bit of a surprise to the people who knew his reputation, but the NSF decided that they would rather have a potential opponent under their watch instead. For Ochisuita, the support for the current government may have been a necessary call to prevent a disaster, it was still a throwback to the old government that he found particularly ineffective that led to the Tokyo tragedy. For now, he could tolerate this, but who knows if he'll switch sides again.

Affiliations
Unknown family members [to be revealed later on]

Relationships [Optional]
To be added

Character Theme
Not necessary, but can be used if wished. Just a tad fun.

[MK2]

Chris Bell

” ’Ours is not to reason why Ours is but to do and die’ … I read that shit in a book once. ”

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Name
Christian Alexander Bell

Nationality
American

Age
34

Sexuality
HeteroSexual

Birth
March 14, 1997; Pensacola, Florida

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Appearance
Christian stands tall at 6’3. Well built muscles, and a strict grooming regime are his attempts at standing out in a world he’s categorically alienated from.Despite a long career of warfighting, Christian has been lucky enough to keep himself safe from injury that would require need of cybernetic prosthetics, as such he’s kept away from cybernetic enhancements of any kind, preferring a well toned physique to well toned clockwork machinery as part of his physical aesthetic.

While on duty he wears a clean set of the NSF uniform, no deviations from the regulations,his military background making it almost second nature to maintain a uniform. His armor on the other hand is the closest thing to cybernetic enhancement as he’ll allow himself. Heavily modified to fit his needs on the battlefield, he’ll routinely have the tech specialists work with him to keep the hardware battle ready and pristine.

Outside of his duties as an NSF operative, he wears casual clothes, jeans and a hoodie to keep from being easily identified in a crowd.

Height
6’3”

Weight
195

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Personality
Christian is a flippant individual by nature. He’s as quick with a joke as he is with an insult in most situations, although that's not to say he can’t take things seriously. He just prefers to approach problems with a lighthearted attitude, as opposed to a bitter one. It’s what he feels has kept him sane throughout his career.

He has found himself as the focus of ire in his employers. His long career has molded him into a mercenary, he doesn’t care for causes, or doing the ‘right’ thing. in his experience all they’ve ever been were lies told by men and women in suits to get men like Christian to fight their battles and bleed for them. There is no right thing in a war, and looking to be a do gooder on a battlefield will only end up killing you. He feels that the only causes worth fighting for is the people in your unit, and the money you receive after the job is done.

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Role
Rifleman

Equipment

Chris’s Armor

Standard Issue Armor for most NSF riflemen, Chris has modified it heavily to suit his needs on the field, it fields things such as a PHUD, a Compad, Pneumatic strength Assist, Weight dispersion pneumatics, Movement Assistance Systems,

Chris’s Rifle

Chris’s Pistol

Chris’s Knife

Chris’s Wrist mounted concealed Knife

Previous Careers

United States Marine(10Y)
Blackwatch Mercenary(5Y)

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Biography

Christian Alexander Bell was born in Pensacola Florida to parents who were entirely too young, and too dumb to raise a son. His father knew that early, because not long after his birth, he abandoned his family. Not long after his father's abandonment, whether it be because of the hardships of life or addiction; Chris never cared to find out which, His mother left him at the steps of a fire station. A safe haven baby, and a ward of the state.

The beginnings of Chris’s life were hard, being a ward of the state he bounced from foster home to foster home, school to school. As a result of this Chris found it hard to make friends, and his peers found it easy to pick on him as a result. Chris found comfort in making his bullies laugh, he found that with time their ridicule and exclusive nature turned to one of acceptance for the silly child Chris learned to be.

Being the clown of every social circle would be his identity for the majority of his high school career, his flippant and nonchalant attitude made him popular with his peers, but he also found it was easy to annoy those who were supposed to be in charge of him. After highschool his friend group evaporated all but his highschool girlfriend, Claire Belmont. His grades were abysmal because he did not care for school, so getting into a good university with a good scholarship became a pipe dream. Faced with few prospects and not wanting to waste his life away, Chris enlisted in the United States Marines right out of highschool.

He again was a favorite of his squadmates within the marines, but he drew the Ire of those who were above him in the rankings, from Drill instructors during basic training, to his lieutenants in Afghanistan and Syria when he served overseas. When Christian first enlisted he learned to believe in the cause of the military he served, bringing stability to the region he was in, fighting the terror there. Over time however, as he watched more and more of his friend die with every combat, and watching the officers struggle with bureaucracy, the causes stopped meaning anything to him. He stopped caring about them, they all seemed like lies to him. The only thing that mattered was the money he made.

He eventually made the rank of Sergeant, and he led men under this ideal, hearts and minds came second to coming home and getting paid for Christian, and he enforced these rules with his squad. This led to questionable acts in Syria, acts that would have his third reenlistment quietly discouraged by his captain. So he did not reenlist, instead; Christian went home, but there was no home for him back in the states anymore. Ten years of being a Marine had made his relationship with his now wife Claire hard. He was away for long periods of time, and when he was home he was either drunk, or arguing with her. It did not take long for them to divorce, Claire taking their son Chris Jr. with her to Texas.

With no family, and no other prospects after a lifetime of soldiering. Chris found his new home to be the bottom of a bottle for a time, until a recruiter for a Mercenary company by the name of Blackwatch found him. Someone in Chris’s old unit had recommended him, a member of the outfit himself apparently. Child support now being a looming obstacle in Chris’s life; he quickly accepted. And he found that the work suited him well, it wasn’t about causes anymore, it was about the money they made. He fought in jungles, deserts, destroyed cities. He event spent time guarding delegates. However, his time with the Blackwatch Mercenaries was cut short after another questionable decision when it came to rules of engagement on Chris’s part. Faced with governmental backlash, Blackwatch was forced to fire Chris, although he kept some contacts within the company, men who owed him favors after five long years of service.

He would then travel to the destroyed city of Tokyo in Japan, figuring the fighting there would be a suitable place to find work, and it just so happened he would. Among the NSF.

Affiliations

BlackWatch Mercenary Company

Relationships [Optional]
Claire Belmont- Ex wife
Christian Bell Jr.- Son

Extra
A brief description of the Armor modifications.
Pneumatic Strength Assist: A series of subdermal pistons and metal plates fixed about the skeleton of the armor allow a user to make use of greatly enhanced strength in the arm, the metal plates providing the durability to support hits

Weight Dispersion Pneumatics: A series of pneumatic presses in the legs allow the user to disperse weight as kinetic energy through the armor's frame instead of in one concentrated burst, allowing the user to fall great distances without damage

Movement Assistance Systems: The user's armor is fitted with a thin kinetic gel layer to absorb impacts from running and to provide additional assistance to the user's motion, increasing their speed tremendously

PHUD: A personal heads up display of a jumble of icons and information, sorted into a screen by an onboard computer to provide combat and tactical assistance for the HID

COMPAD: Wrist mounted Comlink.

Also his Son is 10

Theme Song
Chris Theme

[13org]

Nina Hart

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Name
Nina Hart

Nationality
English

Age
22

Sexuality
Heterosexual

Birth
April 10th, London, UK.

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Appearance
With fiery red hair, hazel eyes coupled with a delicate skin and a cute and pretty face, Nina can be considered quite an eye candy with a 'wild' and 'fiery' charm. Standing at 5'9" (a few inches higher than what she would normally have due to her bio-cybernetic legs), she has a well trained body with perfect proportions. Despite her good looks, the most striking aspect of her appearance is maybe her bio-cybernetic legs. Made by Nina herself, the uniqueness in their appearance betray the uniqueness in their function and design. When off duty, she often removes the armor plating in her legs, allowing her to even use tight fit pants to cover them (even though she still cannot wear normal shoes).

Normally wearing lightweight armor while on duty, when off duty she prefers wearing light clothes that let her move freely. She is known to hate excessively 'formal' clothes but it is not uncommon to see her using summer dresses when going out or when she wants to wear something a bit prettier or, more commonly wearing things like shorts and other light, casual clothes. Even though Nina might prefer light and comfortable clothes to beautiful ones, she still cares about her appearance, mainly keeping her body in perfect shape, training and doing things like taking care of her skin & etc.

Height
5'9"

Personality
Normally, Nina is a very happy girl. Always seen with a smile on her face, she loves company (sometimes even having a tendency of speaking a bit too much), has a tendency to always see the good side of everything. Just like her hair though, she has quite the fiery temperament. With strong opinions, she isn't the type of woman who would go back on her own words or flee from an argument. Luckily, she isn't the type of person to hold grudges and is as quick to forgive as she is to anger. Even though it is considerably hard for her to completely lose her temper, when she does, she becomes notably hard to handle.

Curious and easygoing, it's not particularly hard to approach her, if she doesn't approach you first, that is. Despite her clear interest in weapons, cyberware and bioware, as long as one approach her with a sufficiently interesting subject, it is not that hard to keep her interested on the conversation.

Even though Nina's personality doesn't change that much on most cases while she is on stand-by on duty, when she finds herself in a situation that requires her full attention, she is much more serious and professional. Often keeping communication to a minimum when in combat, she always tried to be as efficient as possible in everything she does. Strangely enough, despite her highly inquisitive and curious nature, she doesn't question orders that often when in combat. Maybe a reflection of her training when she was part of the UK special forces.

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Role
Recon/Assault

Despite her role being officially a Recon unit, in reality, Nina is quite flexible due to her equipment and skills. Excelling in mobility due to her legs, she can fill an assault role where speed and precision is needed above anything else, in situations where one would need a more 'silent' approach such as reconnaissance or scouting or even taking a more 'supportive' role in an operation, akin to a highly mobile designated marksman unit while also helping in gathering valuable information about the area for the main team.

Augments:

• Cybernetic heart and lungs: Due to the accident she suffered, her lungs and heart were punctured by metal shrapnel, making her lungs almost useless and her heart working only with a fraction of its original capacity. While the previous models were aftermarket ones, she found their performance unsatisfying and lackluster, ending up creating new ones with a much better performance than most models on the market. Due to those augments, Nina has a much higher stamina and lung capacity than normal people, being able to run by a surprising amount of time without getting tired.
• Bio-cybernetic legs: In the same accident that ruined Nina's heart and lungs, her original legs were ruined beyond repair. With most of her tendons severed and most of her bones, including her femur, broken and fractured in multiple places, complete healing was considered impossible, even with the current technology. The current legs Nina use were the result of her frustration and persistence after the accident and finding herself not being able to even stand up. Due to their ingenious and unique design, they are essentially part of Nina's own body, since her own nervous system is connected to her artificial legs, their removal is impossible without an incredibly complicated surgery. The drawback of having such an unique system and design is that repairing them is considerably more complicated. Nina is the only one that knows how they work since the pieces are almost all custom made. They allow the user to run at much faster speeds than they normally could.

Equipment:

• Semi-Automatic, scoped Crossbow: Semi auto, magazine fed crossbow modified by Nina herself. Even though this was once a standard model, it was modified and tinkered by Nina so many times that almost nothing of the original weapon remained. It is a mystery on how the NSF still considers this weapon 'standard' and lets her use it. The custom made parts and the exotic design makes it easy to wield and move around with. Silent, accurate and deadly, it boasts an unusually long range for a crossbow, as much as a DMR. It's penetration power is enough to rival common DMRs, despite it being completely silent. In return, it's ammo is limited.
• SMG 155

  Featuring an ergonomic design, an easy access place to store spare magazines while economizing space, this SMG is at the same time compact and incredibly effective. Due to it's compact size and special features, it makes an ideal sidearm for Nina, since she has little space to carry more ammo other than the spare magazines for her crossbow. She often uses it with a silencer, carrying at least one magazine with only subsonic ammo in case she needs to be silent.
  
• Standard issue NSF combat knife.

Previous Careers

• Bio/Cyberware field specialist on the UK special forces.
• Unemployed. Responsible for buying a suspicious amount of highly advanced cybernetic components and raw materials on Tokyo's black market. Due to this period of time, she has a few scarce connections in the black market. Far from trustworthy, but these contacts respect money.

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Biography
Born in a relatively wealthy family, Nina was always an incredibly intelligent girl. Despite her wealthy family, her father, who was a retired officer from the UK Military was always rather distant. Still, he still provided her with the best education he could and raised her. Even though he was never the type of person to give her hugs and affection, she knew he cared about her. Enough to always tell her stories about his old days in the military or even to awkwardly try and start a conversation with her when she was too quiet or feeling down for any reason. All in all, Nina had a very good childhood, one that few people had the opportunity to have.

Growing in an environment filled with veterans, her father being one of them, it wasn't a surprise when Nina showed an interest in both weapons and bioware and cyberware fields. Many of the veterans she met had at least a few augmentations, from minor ones like cybernetic eyes to even entire limbs. Choosing to specialize herself in the Bio/Cyberware area, Nina quickly made a name for herself, being seen as a student with a promising future. That and, in a minor way, for being one of the best in gymnastics and track & field, going as far as winning some medium competitions. When she graduated herself, both her background as the daughter of a retired military officer and her thesis, which was an innovative view on cybernetic augmentations, including a fairly accurate system of a cybernetic limb that emulated the human nervous system, attracted quite a bit of attention, including from the United Kingdom Special Forces, who gave her a proposal to work for them as their specialist. Even though her father never said anything, Nina always knew that he was the one responsible for pulling a few strings in the background and speaking with a few people in order for her to receive such a good proposal.

The first years on the UKSF were harsh and difficult for Nina. Even though she was used in training her body and loved physical activities, the training she underwent was incredibly harsh. With time though, she got used to the routine and adapted to it surprisingly well. At first, while she was still in her 'training period' she mostly stood inside the HQ either offering support for those who had augmentations, researching on how to further improve the performance of the combat-oriented augmentations used by the Special Forces agents or even, some times, analyzing rogue or illegal augmentations that were apprehended from different sources. Due to her performance, her physical capabilities and the fact that she often tinkered with other agent's equipment and weapons upon request, raising their performance, she was quickly offered a position as a field specialist. Her presence on field would offer not only a tactical advantage when dealing with situations where knowledge about cybernetics was required and even being a surprisingly good designated marksman, but she also had a good effect on the team's morale due to her personality when off-duty, being quite a welcome to relief the psychological burden.

Unfortunately, in one occasion where Nina was together with the her unit in order to apprehend a cargo of highly illegal cybernetic parts after one of their informants told them where the supposed deal was going to take part, an unfortunate accident happened. The moment her unit approached the vehicle that was supposedly transporting such parts, she almost immediately went to the back of the vehicle to take a look at the supposed cargo after the driver was captured. What nobody could have foreseen was that, whoever was behind that particular cargo, was more prepared than they had thought. The cargo was armed with an explosive charge that would go off if whoever opened the cargo compartment didn't have a special identification device.

As the explosion went off, Nina's unit was mostly intact, but she didn't have the same luck. Deep wounds caused from metal shrapnel pierced both her lungs and heart in multiple places, while her legs became almost completely destroyed, having absorbed most of the impact from the explosion. Due to her unit's quick decision, her life was saved, but when she woke up, months later, things were radically different for her. Her lungs had to be completely replaced by a cybernetic one, which didn't have the same performance as her previous one while her heart, was functioning with only a part of it's original capabilities. She was unable to walk or even stand up and any effort at all would almost make her pass out.

For obvious reasons, Nina was discharged from the UKSF for medical disability. Nina quickly became deeply depressed. For her, being in that state was almost like being in a cage. She wasn't able to even run, exercise herself. She was useless... Using the pension she received from the UKSF and her father's aid, who blamed himself for what happened with Nina, she went to the only place in the world that enough advanced technology and it would be easy enough for her to get a hold of them. Neo-Tokyo. After the nuclear warhead that exploded in the old Tokyo, it wasn't much of a secret that things were like a powder barrel, with ultra-nationalist factions rising in power and fighting against the local government, it would be the best place for Nina to do what she wanted to do.

For the following year, Nina used all her money while hiding herself in Tokyo's suburbs and buying suspiciously high quantities of both highly advanced cybernetic components and raw materials as well as a good amount of medical supplies and bio-cybernetic parts. Having worked for the UKSF, Nina didn't expect that the NSF would ignore such a highly suspicious activity forever, but luckily enough for her, when they finally caught wind of it, most of the modifications she had planned for herself were already completed. After having to run from the NSF in several occasions, afraid for what they would do with her new legs if they caught her, Nina was finally cornered after a surprisingly long game of cat and mouse. Surprisingly enough, instead of being thrown into a cell or having her legs disassembled and studied in hopes of possibly reverse engineer them, the NSF gave her an unexpected proposal. Nina's skills, both regarding bio-cybernetics and her skills to avoid and run from the NSF for so long, coupled with her background did give the NSF enough information and understanding on her circumstances for them to trust her and instead, offered her a position inside the NSF.

Affiliations

• UK Special Forces: Previous employer. Still has some contacts and friends there.
• NSF: Employer, after being caught buying huge quantities from advanced cybernetic components from the black market.
• Elliott Hart (Father): Alive, still living in the UK. He and Nina have a complicated relationship.
• Victoria M. Hart (Mother): Deceased. Died when Nina was still young.