Darcs

Ariel Darcs' Haunted Character Sheets

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Ada

Appearance: Ada is a figured woman, with a skinny hourglass shaped standing at around 5' 9', to emphasize her lithe form she wears primarily black and darker colors. Preferring black skinny jeans and black knee socks over leggings. She's usually seen in a practical even toned shirt and dark jackets that are more style than anything. She has a seemingly endless supply of sports bras, and one good, reliable pair of converse, as far as accessories, she has a trusty school backpack and an unseasonably warm page boy cap, she's never seen without it, tucking her hair in, could giver her a more androgynous, masculine appearance, if she ever decided to go easy on the Gothic make-up.

Name: Ada Cinet
Age: 23
Skill: General people skills, improvisation, free running, looting, knowledge in the areas of science, psychology and history
Weapon: Unarmed

Personality: Ada is sensitive and strong. She has empathy and believes in the good nature of people; preferring to investigate a problem and find as many situational factors and contexts as possible before making her own judgement. She also has wildly radical beliefs and will fight for her own beliefs, as well as those of others. Her mood at any given moment could be influenced by a variety of things-- mostly music, though, and her methods are as erratic as the genres she listens to. Ada believes strongly in using history's mistakes to guide us, as well as staying open, both to people and to all the possibilities of the unknown. Ada gives some credit to Louisianan Voudou. She has potential, and her being aware of this may sometimes lead to her being cocky, or even hindering action, but overall, she's a good, cunning and quick person.

Brief Bio: Ada, born on Louisiana's coast to a Creole mother and a Cuban father, is the result of what happens when a man leaves a woman, one who can barely take care of herself, with a child. Both of Ada's parents were unprepared for her coming into the world, really-- they themselves raised in tumultuous households-- they couldn't give the baby what she properly needed to grow, they were still children themselves. Ada's father left her and her mother when she was barely 4, left as a bastard for her mother, the woman turned to drugs, relying on family to help raise Ada as she herself resigned to a drug fueled existence. Despite this, the two were close, her mother's employment was always temporary and so she and Ada moved around Louisiana, leaving little in the way of making friends at school. To compensate for this, Ada instead grew close to the places she was, learning of the lore, legends and history of locations, taking it to heart as she grew.

When Ada was 7, her mother, now having moved throughout the south and settling westward in California for a few years, gave birth to a younger brother, who would become Ada's best friend. When she was 14, her mother got arrested and Ada and her little brother lived with distant relatives in Nevada. This was the first period of real stability in Ada's life, and it was the first point she had been presented conventional parenting, while living with these relatives in Nevada, her world view was expanded even more with constant trips and vacations, as well as better schooling-- while she and her younger brother didn't like the people who were taking care of them, they did like what they were doing for them.

5 years later, Ada, 19, found herself to be a much more open, intelligent, and free thinking individual, all of the characteristics of punk, hippie, counter-culture, beatnik and burnout. She would consider herself to be something of a syncretist, with many of her philosophies clashing with the current American system and societal ways and beliefs. She wanted anarchy, but tried to work within the system to change it. She was over her own mother, she still loved her, but she didn't have the time or energy to be mad at her as she got out of jail. Ada had to devote all of her energy to college, she found the American University system trite and needlessly traditionalist.

At the age of 22, the anti-capitalist, the anarchist Ada, having isolated herself from her family, flunked out of school, preferring to follow Emma Goldman and Diogenes the Cynic and make her own path.

She did this, more or less, by being homeless, sleeping either with family or friends-- or simply under the open sky. The similarity between her current life and her mother wasn't lost on her. Then the apocalypse happened.

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Another zambambo character

Maria

Name: Maria Alo Gonzaga

Age: 42

Appearance:

Maria

Gender: Female

Family: 0, Maria was raised by a single mother who died when Maria was in her 20's, she was never introduced to her extended family and she has no children. Keeps things simpler that way.

Personality: Her privileged upbringing shows. Maria is descended from kings, and she knows it. She openly scoffs at what she finds uncouth, commands those she sees as beneath her, and turns her nose up at that not worth her time. This was born of a lonely childhood filled with loneliness and mental struggle. She turns her posh and stoic acts up to 11 to hide her own insecurity; "Do they know I'm crazy?" "Did my mother love me?" She is someone who wears a false heart on their sleeve.

History

Bio: Maria's childhood was spent in equal parts between Portugal and Brazil, her mother, royal ambassador Teresa, was hardly present, but she was brought up in the lap of luxury. As a descendent of Portuguese and Brazilian royalty, she lived a life of privilege. Teresa, while not present for much of her life, gave the young Maria a qualified staff to raise her as she went between countries, receiving the best available training in every subject in school, as well as public speaking and communication, and other generally antiquated Royal lessons. The most time she spent with her mother was the occasion the two needed to make a public appearance.

Genes for "insanity" often run in Royal bloodlines, Maria was unfortunate enough to be the recipient of one of these genes after decades of Royal inbreeding in the past. Her mother never acknowledged it and the help simply told her to hide it. So hide it she did. Schizophrenia is and easy mental disease to overcome, but with a determination born in Maria, and medicine provided by occasional trips to the USA, Maria hid it.

It wasn't until she was 17 that she got her US citizenship, receiving precedence due to her regal bloodline. She received advanced lessons prior to her entry in the country, due to this and a lifetime of advanced lessons, she graduated with honors from her private American high school the same year, without pause she did her mother's bidding and went to an accredited university in Portugal and got a master's in business administration.

Then Teresa died.

Not knowing what else to do, Maria moved back to America with a very generous inheritance, and used her connections, monetary resources, and Royal education to quickly move up the ranks in various jobs she found her passions in. She eventually settled on work as an agent, she enjoyed the job for it's similarities to the ambassadorship she had been trained for, as well as the wealth the private sector provided. By the age of 30, had become a major partner in several LA modelling agencies. By 40, her models and actors could be seen and heard on practically every major television channel in the US. By 40, she had gone international, and began to dominate the local Portuguese and European modelling scene. Then with 42, came an apocalypse that took that all away.

Job Before The Outbreak: Modelling agent, partner, and major shareholder at several LA-based and international modelling agencies

Disability/Fear: Maria is actually an example of functional living with schizophrenia, from a young age she suffered from mostly auditory hallucinations as well as having an increased chance of paranoid, the medicine she takes for it keeps her mind relatively normal, but the thought that once her medicine runs out-- that's it, the thought gnaws at her. She wears glasses to help with her slight near-sightedness. As someone who has climbed the business ladder, she has participated in any number of vices, she has become attached to some more than others-- she may simply have a taste for some drugs, while she might be borderline addicted to others, she's certainly developed an addiction to caffeine and tobacco. Lastly, as someone who led a relatively sedentary lifestyle before the outbreak, it's unlikely she'll be anywhere near as capable physically most other people in.

Weapon of Choice: A rapier wit. Maria relies less on an established weapon of choice and more on "desenrascanço"-- improvisation in the moment. When under threat of zombies this could be something like finding a weapon, exploiting the environment around her, or finding a quick route of escape, while dealing with people, this skill could become more charisma based.

Ariel Darcs' Haunted Character Sheets

Zambambo character used multiple times

Sylvia 1

Appearance: Standing at 5'8'', Sylvia is taller than some, but certainly isn't the most imposing figure to approach. Her figure is one of a toned athlete subjected to years of the complacency that comes with a regular job, the wear and tear that come with age, as well as the pounds of fat gained over still exercised muscle give her a slightly 'plump' appearance, especially around the midsection. Aside from the odd crack of bone or groan upon movement her body is generally free of the wrinkles that begin to appear around her age. Although, with rising of the dead, she has begun to spout a few gray hairs.

Sylvia has several tattoos on her back, legs and upper arms from her youth, she tends to keep these covered up with the black slacks and dark blouses stereotypical to teachers.

Name: Sylvia Velázquez
Age: 41
Gender: Female

Occupation prior to apocalypse: High school history teacher, co-tennis coach, and drama club sponsor

Family: Unaware and/or deceased;

She is estranged from her parents and doesn't feel hopeful that they've survived, but doesn't particularly care either way. She does have two younger siblings who she hopes have survived, but doesn't know either way. Slyvia's had a significant other killed herself early on.

Education:

• Bachelor of Education (Secondary) in Curriculum and Instruction, Teacher Education
• Teacher Education for Specific Subject Areas; Drama, History, and Social Science
• Licensed instructor in academics and physical education
• Trained and certified in CPR and basic first aid

Skills:

• Excellent at negotiating between two (or more) hostile parties
• Improvisational abilities
• Skilled in calming young children
• Above-average long distance runner
• Trained in stress management, basic first aid and CPR

Fears:

• Becoming a walker and hurting those she cares about.
• Becoming more useless with age.
• What is unknown about the walker sickness.
• The death of children.
• That her companions may have malicious intent.
• Despite her age, Slyvia is still unnerved when she finds herself alone in the dark.

Disadvantages:

• Sylvia's knowledge of guns is next to nothing, although this may be a front she puts on due to a simple disliking of guns, she may know more than she lets on, having been a member of the Black Panthers.
• Her tendency to trust strangers may put her in dangerous situations.
• Does not kill children or walker children.

Morals/religion:

• While not particularly religious, Sylvia does believe in respect for the dead, this includes at least trying to remember the deceased fondly, and conducting proper burials over burnings whenever possible.
• Sees herself as morally responsible for seeking out the good nature in people and trying to help them.
• As a rule, she does not follow the 'shoot first, ask questions later' philosophy, preferring diplomacy whenever possible.
• Does not kill children or walker children.

Main weapon: Aluminum softball bat, the bat is hollow and becoming dented from use, and has a weighted end.
Secondary weapon: N/A

Equipment: Large school book bag-

Food/water: 1/2 bottle of wine (0.75 lbs), 1 bottle of absinthe (1.5 lbs), 1 bottle of absinthe (repurposed and filled with water)(1.5 lbs), half eaten box of crackers (0.3 lbs)

Misc Supplies: 2 changes of clothes (3 lbs), assorted books/diaries (4 lbs), pen and pad (0.4 lbs), duct tape (0.25 lbs), other personal items (0.6 lbs), 1/2 pack of cigarettes and lighter (-- lbs)

Personality: Despite her conservative catholic upbringing, or perhaps in spite of it, Sylvia is an extremely open and liberal individual, having herself never fully grown out of her involvement in the hippie and counter-culture movements of her early youth, she tempers wisdom granted to her through years of experience as a teacher with an almost childlike optimism and idealism.

She doesn't have the nurturing qualities of a mother, not in full at least, but she exemplifies the qualities of an ideal teacher; she is an approachable, relatable, and friendly figure who strives to protect those around her, as well as teach and learn. Her sense of humor is one based on sarcasm, and as a naturally calming person, she often employs it to relieve tension.

Despite the breaking of society, Sylvia still believes people are intrinsically well-meaning.

Bio: Originally conceived in Nicaragua, Sylvia's parents were part of a large group of upper class citizens who fled the country to escape the violence of the the Nicaraguan Revolution of the 1960s and 1970s, and came to the US, allowing their daughter to be born into American citizenship. Sylvia only learned of her parent's native country through stories they would occasionally tell to her, and as she grew this would serve as a barrier between her and her parents.

Her parents spent her childhood working, maintaining their high position in society, leaving a young Sylvia to be raised by the private education system of California, and friends. In her early teens the extra educational opportunities her parents had bought her had thrown her several years ahead of most other students her age allowing her to graduate nearly 3 years before the typical college age, during this time her life took a major turning point as she met two of the greatest loves of her life; Tahliah Morris, Sylvia's first true love, introduced her to revolutionary ideologies and hippie philosophies.

Sylvia became more and more immersed in Californian youth culture during her hiatus from school, and by the time she did start school, she had already joined up with the Black Panthers and practically lived at a commune. Her parents disapproved of this lifestyle and ultimately gave her a choice, between her beliefs and school. It's a decision Sylvia regrets, and she kept the beliefs, but she chose to have her parents continue paying for her schooling, at the cost of the meaningful relationships in her life, including that with the first person who she felt truly loved her.

Teaching wasn't her first passion, but it was one she could pursue with the options her parents had given her. After Sylvia graduated she moved as far away from her parents as she could afford-- this happened to have been Georgia, Atlanta's east side, specifically-- and there she has remained, moving up from the charter schools to Grady High School, in the 15ish years since.

While she has been able to rebuild relationships from her past, as well as forming new ones, she was never able to quite get back into the world she was forced to leave behind.

Addition info:

• The loss of her girlfirend, despite having happened months ago by this point, is still a sore subject for her
• Sylvia exhibits borderline alcoholic tendencies
• Sylvia is no stranger to drug use, and may seek out self medication if things get too stressful
• Despite being raised in a home with parents native to Nicaragua, Sylvia can't speak Spanish. Her parent's reasoning for not teaching her being that she shouldn't have to speak it in a more 'civilized' country, like America.

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Sylvia 2

Appearance:

Description

Standing at 5'8'', Sylvia is taller than some, but certainly isn't the most imposing figure to approach. Her figure is one of a toned athlete subjected to years of the complacency that comes with a stressful job and the wear and tear that come with age. Resulting in several pounds of fat accumulated over still existent muscle, giving her a slightly 'plump' form.

Aside from the odd crack of bone or groan upon movement her body is generally free of the wrinkles that begin to appear around her age. Although, with rising of the dead, she has begun to spout a few more silver hairs.

Sylvia has several tattoos on her back, legs and upper arms from her youth, she tends to keep these covered up with the black slacks and suits stereotypical to politicians and business women.

Name: Sylvia Velázquez
Gender: Female
Age: 41

Medical Ailments: N/A

Nationality: Nicaraguan-American

Occupation prior to apocalypse: Chicago City Councilwoman, Green Party Representative

Four Week History: Slyvia doesn't even remember what meeting she had been flying to... or from. She spent the bulk of the last 4 weeks at the airport, trying to help maintain some semblance of order when she wasn't working her way through the alcohol of the airport. While not quite a leader, she was effective enough at recognizing the strengths of others and delegating roles accordingly that she was able to survive the bedlam that erupted as time marched forward. Long enough to make it to the bus with others.

Extended Bio no one needs to read

Originally conceived in Nicaragua, Sylvia's parents were part of a large group of upper class citizens who fled the country to escape the violence of the the Nicaraguan Revolution of the 1960s and 1970s, and came to the US, allowing their daughter to be born into American citizenship. Sylvia only learned of her parent's native country through stories they would occasionally tell to her, and as she grew this would serve as a barrier between her and her parents. She was. quite literally, a child of the revolution.

Her parents spent her childhood working, maintaining their high position in society, leaving a young Sylvia to be raised by the private education system of California, and friends. In her early teens the extra educational opportunities her parents had bought her had thrown her several years ahead of most other students her age allowing her to graduate nearly 3 years before the typical college age. During this time her life took a major turning point as she was introduced to radical philosophies that would eventually become central to the woman she is today.

Sylvia became more and more immersed in Californian youth culture during her hiatus from school, and by the time she did start school, she had already joined up with the Black Panthers and practically lived at a commune. Her parents disapproved of this lifestyle, not wanting to be shamed for having a domestic terrorist as a daughter, and ultimately gave her a choice, between her beliefs and greater schooling. It's a decision Sylvia regrets, as she kept the radicalized beliefs, but she chose to have her parents continue paying for her schooling, at the cost of the meaningful relationships and beliefs in her life.

Politics weren't her first passion, but she figured she could change the world, perhaps at a slower rate than the revolutionary in her would have liked. After Sylvia graduated, she moved as far away from her parents as she could afford-- this happened to have been Illinois-- and there she has remained, moving up in the political world, in the 15ish years since.

While she quite as openly radicalized as she was in her youth, as an official representative from the Green Party, she's never forgotten the training, trials and experiences from her youth. Part of her was, in fact, entirely overjoyed at the fall of the US government. Of course, that part only got five seconds to vocalize it's ideological victory before fear of the shamblers took over.

Items of Interest: Large leather messenger bag/purse-

• Food/water: 1 bottle of wine (re-purposed and filled with water) (0.75 lbs), 1 bottle of absinthe (1 lbs), half eaten box of crackers (0.3 lbs)
• Misc Supplies (main bag): 2 changes of clothes (3 lbs), assorted books/records/diaries (1 lbs), pens and pad (0.4 lbs), other personal items (0.6 lbs), several grams of cocaine (-- lbs)
• Misc Supplies (accessible side pockets): Accumulated loose ammo (1 lbs), duct tape (0.25 lbs), 1/2 pack of cigarettes and lighter (-- lbs),

Weapons:

• 5-Chambered Colt Detective Special
• Not-quite-sonic Screwdriver
• Pocket Knife (hold out against men)

Other

Some relevant skills:

• Excellent at negotiating between two (or more) hostile parties
• Improvisational abilities
• Some memory of self-defense, firearm, and explosive training w/ Black Panthers
• Above-average long distance runner
• Trained in stress management, basic first aid and CPR

Addition info:

• Sylvia exhibits borderline alcoholic tendencies
• Sylvia is no stranger to drug use, and may seek out self medication if things get too stressful
• Despite being raised in a home with parents native to Nicaragua, Sylvia can only speak so much Spanish. Her parent's reasoning for not teaching her being that she shouldn't have to speak it in a more 'civilized' country, like America.

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mediocre biblical characters

Caritas, the Angel Who Unites Us to God

"Everything's gonna be okay."

Name: Caritas
Appeared Age: 21

Role: Angel/Charity
Abilities: N/A

Personality: To use the word 'nice' to describe Caritas is such an understatement, so much so that some would call it a sin, but Charitas would forgive you. The androgynous angel had fully adopted a demeanor so simple and kind that even Christ himself viewed the charity the angel has displayed as admirable. Caritas has a very childlike demeanor and optimism in regards to interaction with the world.

Bio: Caritas, unlike Corbel, is not an angel descended from the Divine Being, but instead is an innocent soul ascended to the rank after experiencing a mortal death.

Caritas was born with earthly name of Tyler Junius in Louisiana several decades ago. His human life was one filled with hardship, his family was poor, his mother was a drug addict, and his father an abusive narcissist-- he was not baptized, as his father was such a pagan that he worshiped himself. A young Tyler was not introduced to Christ until his 8th year on earth, when a Christian relative gifted him with a children's bible. It was through this single act of kindness and charity that, on Tyler's 9th year on earth, when he perished in a house set ablaze by his father's arrogance, that they young boy's soul was saved.

The decades since have seen Tyler cast aside his human name and accept Caritas, a name fitting the angelic qualities of one who was saved through charity and kindness, and now serves as a guardian angel to those who might be known to God through their own selfless acts. Urania, an angel representing the charity of Holy Spirit, sent Caritas to the party, to find and save any souls who might open their hearts to God through the altruism in their hearts.

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James Smith, a Man Who Has All But Given Up

"..."

Name: James Smith
Age: 32

Role: Sinner/Sloth
Abilities: N/A

Personality: A lack of personality best describes James' personality. Be it society, his own depression, or the forces of the embodiment of Sloth acting on his soul, something has numbed him to a point where he doesn't really feel emotions, he just occasionally leaves the state of apathy that his mind exists in 90% of the time. He is a sad, depressed individual-- someone who has been on the edge for too long-- and he acts in stereotypical accordance to this.

Bio: What life? The existence James has begun to lead is hardly one worth recounting. After college he began to work-- and that is where James life now remains. Trapped in a purgatory created by his own lack of ambition, he puts little into earning barely enough money to keep himself alive and even less into his own enjoyment when he isn't working. Truth be told, James doesn't know where he got the energy to come to the party-- a certain voice in the back of his head perhaps?

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Marcus Junius, a Proud Soul Tempered by the Fires of Hell

"I ain't gonna mess with THAT"

Name: Marcus Junius
Appeared Age: 40

Role: Damned Spirit/Pride
Abilities: N/A

Personality: Marcus is a bastard. He was the type of person, in life, who became consumed by greed and anger but became an embodiment of megalomania to those around them. Decades spent burning in the fires of hell have only worsened his ego. He has no faults-- he is only in hell because God himself cannot compare to the glory that is Marcus, the fires that scorched his skin black have strengthened his resolve and belief in himself-- and that he embodies his sin so well has only bloated his ego further. He is the best soul to ever be, and others should strive to be like him.

Bio: Marcus Junius, the image of perfection and goodness, has been burning in the hottest fires of hell, for, 50 years? It doesn't matter much. The man is too proud to admit his wrongdoing in life. Even the depths of the 9th level do nothing to harm his stubborn resolve. In that way, he is strong. The pain he feels is nothing to admitting that he has sinned, that he was.

Marcus Junius was raised on Louisianan Voodoo, and continues to believe and practice his pagan magic. Voodoo, and the deal he made, is what put him in the fire.

Quite simply, in a test of vanity, Marcus Junius summoned a pagan spirit and asked to be made more powerful than God himself. It didn't turn out so well.

His skin is black from the fires that have only strengthened his belief that he is a god, and the tattoos that adorn his body are to remind him of the false religion he continues to follow.

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The consort of a loli with zombie powers and an appreciation of urban contemporary culture

Eric Dumile (The joke is that Dumile is also MF DOOM's last name)

Name: Eric Dumile

Gender: M

Age: Appears as a somewhat tall 12-15 yr old, is actually 23 with a 24th birthday coming in the near future

Appearance:

Personality: Eric is an opinionated free spirit, but his time "in the real world" trying to get a degree, and simply trying to survive, have numbed this with a little nihilism. He questions whether there is actually an objective good or evil, and weather human life actually has any innate value. He holds an appreciation for music, with a special place in his heart for hip hop, the music of gods, philosophy, and all things of the internet and Netflix. He regards "where he grew up" 4chan, with special feelings, he doesn't try to hide the fact that unhealthy amounts of time in his youth and in the present influence who he is. He views capitalism as a game he intends to stop, despite the fact that he views the best way to win is simply not to play. He has never held a legitimate job longer than a week in his life. He is listening to Immortal Technique right now.

History: He was raised middle class, but the day he turned 18, his parents kicked him out. His life has been stints of homelessness, college and crime since then. College was never going to be Eric's style, his teachers in High school had seen this. But he still wished to go, that's what he'd been told was right. Go to school, go to college, get a job, have kids, get a house and a car, settle down, pay your taxes and die. He wasn't stupid, but that didn't change the fact that after a time, he simply didn't want to do the things. The laziness and apathy of young adulthood had stricken him. This was, of course, strengthened by a love for shrooms and weed. Crime paid off, for a time, he even tried his hand at dealing for a stint. But again and again, he couldn't keep up with maintaining his level of comfort as well as college costs, and again and again, he was forced to drop out. He had become extremely disillusioned, tired of all the pettiness and consumerism, and was just ready to give up and begin a life of wandering homelessness. Then he saw the light, while listening to some MF DOOM.

Eric wants to ask you something, if an apparition of a God devoted to everything you loved appeared to you, wouldn't you follow it? Eric has. It led him to a fucking Morgue.

God They Serve: Kirsten: God of Death, or Whatever, Probably

Abilities:

• Due to what appears to have been a complete lack of any development of the mature traits that typically come with puberty, Eric looks 12. This means he still gets free meals at restaurants, can usually just take public transit for free, and generally do things kids typically get away with without the fear of punishment as an adult. The downside is that this makes doing "adult" things almost impossible.
• To compensate for this, Eric has become an expert at shoplifting, petty thievery, grand larceny, grand theft auto, and racking up incredible credit debts in the names of other people.
• He's poor and unmotivated, he's gone, and dropped out of college three times now. With no living family or friends, and a college debt that would impress most-- he truly has nothing left to lose. This had made him, over time, willing to take crazy risks for little gain. He has become good under pressure normally presented by risks

Equipment:

• (1) Messenger bag (For keeping most of his shit in)
• (4) Rolling papers (no weed)
• (1) iPhone w/ headphones(no plan, relies on surrounding wifi)
• (1) "A-town" snapback (Quick, simple, disguise. Also rep your city)
• (2) Switchblades w/ frames that look like pens (Simple instruments for attacking, people don't typically think pens can become knives)
• (1) .44 Revolver w/ full ammo (Gotta keep your heat/gat in the city)
• (3) Books (For shit to do on the train/bus)
• (1) Wallet (Why DOES he have this? It's not like he ever actually has any money)
• (1) Makeup kit (When looking like a kid isn't a good enough disguise; cross dress!)
• (1) Bike chain w/ lock (Long, reinforced steel chain for his bike-- what? You though he could afford a car? The lock and chain combo are also good for knocking motherfuckers up)

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>implying Sayuri is family name

Sayuri Kiiro

Name: Kiiro Sayuri
Gender: M
Age: 17

Clubs/Occupation: On and off member of the school photography club and school newspaper, volunteers at a local animal rescue shelter, works part-time as a concierge and receptionist at his uncle's filling station/motel.

Personality: Kiiro takes life, and it's challenges, as they come. At a passing glance he appears to be nothing more than a leaf on the wind, nonchalantly going about about everything-- day by day activities and major life events-- with an extremely free spirited attitude. Formerly a flower child, these aspects of his past show in his strategic avoidance of conflict, commitment, and any other stressor presented to him. Certainly, this obvious airy persona is a part of who Kiiro is, but it's not mindless. He is an individual almost completely consumed by memories of his past and thoughts of the present and future, always considering possibilities. Some would call him a "space cadet," he prefers aloof, with a good, albeit erratic, work ethic.

History: Until about 9 years ago, Kiiro's life was perfect. He lived with a single mother who had been entirely dedicated to the "free love" and "counter-culture" movement's of the 70s, she was the kind of hippie other hippies strive to be, and despite making questionable (and occasionally downright illegal) decisions as a parent, the two were perfect for each other. They moved from hospices and communes in Japan as years passed, Kiiro's formative education consisted primarily of things he picked up with his mother in their travels, he didn't completely understand basic mathematical concepts or 'get' how to read until he was 10, but by the time he was 5 he could live off the land like a pro and already understood complex animal, plant and fungi identification.

In all honesty, with some of the places they went and some of the things his mother did, they were lucky to have ever been together.

One day, when he was 8, that luck ran out.

What were basically hundreds of minor offenses like loitering, trespassing and shoplifting, coupled with more major drug related and "child abuse" offenses all came down on Kiiro's mother. Early in the morning, before the young boy could even process what was going on, she was taken away. His mother crying in the back of the police cruiser, saying how much she loved him, was the last time he saw her.

With this, Kiiro became a ward of the system. He was thrown from relative to relative, until at the age of 9 he found a fit with one of his uncles. The brother of a father who had died before his child could be born. Uncle Ozo the bozo Kiiro would call him, the man was short, stout and nearly hairless, he was a strict guardian, whose conservative ideals often clashed with what Kiiro had come to accept about life as he grew up. Kiiro still doesn't entirely agree with the man, but an uneasy love has formed between child and guardian. Ozo means well, he believes family is all there is and that a man should have a good work ethic, certainly, it's almost entirely due to Ozo's guidance that Kiiro was able to catch up in school-- and his ability to continue doing well while being a somewhat active member of two clubs, a regular volunteer, maintain his familial duties at the Sayuri motel and gas station and find time for friends... or cloud staring.

Appearance:

Kiiro

Weapon: Attack dog

Persona:

Hel, goddess of the underworld

~Name: Hel
~Arcana: Fortune
~Drain: -
~Weak: Almighty, Fire
~Null: Ice
~Reflect: -
~Resist: Light, Dark
~Skills: Megido, Dia, Mudoon, Hamaon

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Ran a thieves guild and her opening scene was literally smut, p fun

Delphi

Delphi

Name: Delphi Aledove

Sex: Female

Age: 26

Role: Day Master

Personality: Delphi is shrewd and sneaky, with the one thing she truly believes in being the power of gold. She believes that all problems and conflicts can be solved through gold, either directly or indirectly, and if a person can't be bought, they can certainly be rented. In the eyes of Delphi, it doesn't matter how you came across the gold, be it through a hard days of work or quick mugging, you owe it to yourself and the concept of the free market to use that gold as a tool to further yourself in society.

Delphi fit right in as Day Master of the rouges guild, striking the right deals out of the watchful eye of the Magnificent One-- striking the right deals under His watchful eye, buying and selling outside of the law, bribes, funneling gold, smuggling, the management of brothels, and knowing when to hire the right muscle for when things get tight-- it all came naturally to Delphi. Her character was built in observing the transactions of whores and their clients, the filthy backroom deals, and the manipulation you could get away with in broad daylight for the right price.

She has become the type of person who genuinely sees most human life as beneath the money they can earn her or what she can pay them to do, and all of her actions reflect this. Delphi is calculating, but to a fault, and revels in the excess and and power that the path she has taken in life has led her to.

For all that she can get done with gold coins and credit, she suffers a weakness in her desire for material wealth. Simply put, she doesn't appear to have an altruistic bone in her body. She has come to view money as more than a human bartering tool, but as a god in it's own right, this has led to her mere presence giving off an aura of avarice.

Delphi is assured in her abilities, to the degree of a megalomaniac. The law, in her eyes, is something she isn't just above, but separated from completely. She believes that as long as you think, think of contingencies and back-up plans and all possible variables, and of course with enough gold, you can simply ignore the law altogether.

She's young and cocky, with the excessive money and power her role grants her and while occasionally reckless due to overestimation of what loyalties can be bought, however she isn't stupid, and her desire for self-preservation generally overrides her own tremendous greed.

History: Delphi was born into the world as the bastard daughter of an underaged whore with a father from the upper class. Lacking a formal education, Delphi learned from experience granted to her as a ward of the brothel, her mother worked herself halfway to death to make enough gold to keep Delphi out of the hands of those who would like to see the young girl turned to prostitution, and so young Delphi scarcely spent time with the woman who had effectively saved her life.

The day she could hold a broom, Delphi was working. The skills she gained, however, were not those of a maid, but more akin to those of a spy, or a thief, she learned to stay quiet as she made her rounds, to keep the secrets one could learn from what a man, or woman, would say when they thought they were alone with a whore to herself, to hide coins strewn about when clothes were torn off in places they would clink.

Soon after this, she learned giving the right information to the right people could earn her even more gold, more than this though, it could improve her standing in the world. She was enlisted as the apprentice of the brothel owner when she proved her skill to him, she found she could fudge numbers on the books to line her own pockets if she was smart about it.

When she was 14, Delphi had begun playing the game of earning her own money as she slowly started to take the duties of brothel owner from the true owner. At 16, Delphi was making more than the owner of the brothel, and she was able to pay for all of her mother's expenses, effectively allowing the woman to retire. By 18, Delphi was able to take complete control of the brothel after being named it's successor and having him killed in quiet. And at the age of 20, she had the attention of the old Day Master, a frequent regular of the brothel. Under his tutelage, Delphi expanded her influence not only to the brothels of the city, but any place even slightly outside of the view of the Magnificent One's spies, illicit gambling locations, pubs, even general product stores and black smiths found themselves paying the Rouge's Guild with Delphi under the Day Master's direction.

It was only natural then, that a few years ago, when the aging Day Master died of a mysterious sexual disease after visiting one of Delphi's brothels, that it was her to take now emptied position.

Weapon of choice: Javelin Spear, typically left in a case and viewed as something more of a work of art than a practical weapon. She also possesses a very foreign looking curved, jewel encrusted dagger which also has more aesthetic value than practical value and has razors sewn into the sleeves of most of her clothes, allowing her to cut with swift striking motions if the need arises.

http://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/2361311

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3 CSs, 3 different genres, same picture. Feels a little scummy-- but it is actually a really good selfie headshot tho

Eve

Name: Evelyn 'Eve' Nevea

Gender: Female

Age: 19

Sexuality: Homo/Heteroflexible

Appearance:

Eve

Personality: Eve is the direct result of what happens when an already lazy and introspective person takes a philosophy class too seriously. An exposure to, and appreciation of Nihilism, Epicureanism, and Hedonism have greatly influenced Eve's outlook and approach to life. Her priorities have changed from those of the average late high schooler, to those concerning her own pleasure in the now. This, and her general apathy toward institutions she doesn't see as providing pleasure, led to her inevitable dropping out of school. While not particularly inspired to preform well in school, she does have several interests, including music and film, and she is a gifted conversationalist. Despite being a 'Burnout' Eve is able to discuss most anything with an intellectual fervor, ranging from world history and politics, to cartoons and which drugs go best with them.

She has a chill and laid back aura about her that seems so thick that at times her mere presence can slow down a room; while her capricious and unpredictable attitude can speed it right back up. In short, Eve is something of a cross between a beatnik, a stoner, and a hippie. Not quite a "rebel without a cause," in that she is aware of plenty of causes, she's simply too lazy and generally uninspired to do something to enact serious change.

History: Born to a French-Cuban mother and Spanish father, Eve is actually a native of the Catalonia region of Spain. She was born out of wed-lock and spent the majority of her young life not knowing what the concept of father even meant, or that she even had one. Her mother was of little means, but did all she could to provide Eve with a healthy, carefree and loving environment, greatly influencing the person Eve would become. She had no real permanence present in her life beside her mother, and as such, the two became inseparably close, as her mother went from city to city, from job to job, Eve followed going from school to school, never staying a particular location much longer than a year.

Evelyn had been old enough (at the age of 14) to know that her mother had been using online dating to substitute for her lack of a real love life, so when she received the news that they would be going to the United States to stay with the boyfriend her mother had met online she wasn't very surprised. She was surprised, however, when 3 months later they announced their marriage plans. It wasn't the change of countries that surprised her, it was the introduction of two male figures in her life, a brother and father. These changes, her general attitude, and the shift from Spanish education to American could all be considered the reason that, three years later, at the age of 17, she dropped out of High School and went the route of GED (which took her a year to get). She has a perfect relationship with her mother, is on god terms with her step-father and considers her step brother her best friend. While currently enrolled in a shitty community college, she wasn't supposed to be able to go on this trip-- it was intended as a reward for her step-brother-- but through lies told to her parents and an illicitly obtained buddy pass, she finds herself going anyway.

Room Preference: 3

Relations:

• David Nevea-Holly - Considers him to be her best friend, soul brother, and apprentice to all she knows. She sees him as much more than a mere step-brother. Being around him gives her something of a paternal confidence, although she can be rather forceful with him. Affectionately known as "Davy."
• Jenny "Jiyeon" Miller - Friend, may hold romantic feelings toward
• Richard Miller - Friend
• Hailey Rhodes - Friend/artistic fan
• Anna Calloway - Good friend

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http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/69253-life-is/ic

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Theresa de Podina

Name: Theresa de Podina

Approx Age Range: 36-41

Room Items:

• A small copper pin with the flags of Cuba and the United States crossed over each other, "XO " is crudely carved into the back.
  
  Cuba/US pin

  
• A simple snow globe from Myrtle Beach, South Carolina.
  
  Myrtle beach snowglobe

  
• A bright yellow digital watch-- probably off by several hours. It seems to have very sophisticated timer and lap functions, it is capable of storing several previous lap times, three are currently saved (0:15:12, 0:21:56, 0:23:27).
  
  Bright yellow watch
• A white tuxedo shirt for men, it has 4 holes with edges that appear burned. A tag on the inside has the name "Ernesto" scrawled lightly and, upon closer inspection seems to have been very recently washed.

Self Assessment: Theresa seems more than calm-- possibly content? She doesn't find herself alarmed at the loss of her memory, or at her peculiar situation in the slightest. She seems to have an easy time adapting to new and strange situations, perhaps even joking about them. She immediately noticed that she has a hard time grasping her own emotions, internalizing events and thinking critically about them come naturally, but her own feelings are something of a mystery to her. When not devoting her energy to a single task, she seems prone to distraction, external and internal, as she has already caught herself wondering about the philosophical implications of where she is several times. Physically she seems to be in good shape, having both the body and strength of an athlete-- she has the build of a free runner. Along with this, however, are also a few cramps and gray hairs, she is either already in mid-age, or just entering and simply suffers from stress. Her body has several light scars in the torso region, and there is discoloration on her feet and ankles, she also has a slight tan. Theresa has also retained some knowledge of the Spanish language.

Personal Profile (Under Development): Theresa's knowledge of Spanish and the Cuba/US pin confirms that she is of at least some Hispanic heritage, most likely Cuban. The "XO" on the back of the pin seem to indicate it was a gift, she can't tell whether it was given to her as a romantic or platonic gesture. The snow globe indicates some tie to Myrtle Beach, either as a resident, a tourist, or a mere recipient of a souvenir. If she was a resident, it would explain the watch, the model is one she immediately associates with beach joggers-- her own physical condition only furthers this theory. The tuxedo that belonged to "Ernesto" evokes feelings of regret, it is much larger than what Theresa could wear and the ample space the tuxedo accommodates for a beer belly may imply it belonged to a father/grandfather, this possibility increases the feeling of regret and grief. Looking at her face face in the teddy bear mirror makes her feel a tinge of resentment, even as she smiles, this suggests insecurity and self-doubt. Smelling the teddy bear makes her think of some vague idea of "home."

Bear: A simple brown teddy bear, possibly handmade. It is about half as big as a pillow, smells of cinnamon and chocolate, and has a small circular mirror sewn into where it's face should be.

Journal: --Barely. It's a stack of about 15 sheets of college ruled lined paper held together by a paperclip and backed by a brown schoolroom clipboard. (At least it came with a nice pen!)

Appearance:

Theresa

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Mary Janicot

Name: Mary Janicot
Gender: Female
Age: 17

Personality: While not quite a wallflower, Mary is generally a quiet and calm individual. The emotions she shows are resigned, her smiles are slight, and her frowns more just shrugs than anything. Over the years she has become the type of student that sits in the back of the class and listens to music, when she socializes, she tends to blend in to the group, only really talking to those that can keep her interested. Most of her personal relationships fail because of this. People who spend enough time around her say that, at times, she can seem a little 'off' or 'depressed,' in reality; Mary's building apathy toward life stems from her perceived lack of control over the events in her life.

With a sarcastic sense of humor and a penchant for listening to music over conversation. She might make seem standoffish to any passerby. Mary does seek companionship, just on her own terms. If one can't interest her, then she shrugs and cuts her losses; if they can, however, they'll receive a talkative friend, a stereotypical slacker, obsessed with obscure bands, drugs, flowers, and death.

Appearance: Mary stands tall at 5'7'' with an average, if not slightly well rounded, figure. She has short black hair framing kind brown eyes and a light olive complexion. Her expressions tend to remain neutral, with her most powerful smile being a slight smirk. Her outfits tend to be basic and earth colored, either a dark tank-top or a T-shirt and skinny jeans or a skirt. She is rarely seen without her ear buds or headphones.

Reference

Tether: Mary believes she is a 'natural,' having seen the weird inner-workings of the universe most people can't perceive for as long as she can remember. While in the regard that she was born with it, she isn't wrong, technically, Mary doesn't naturally have the ability. Mary's mother, Diana, was touched by a gestalt Wicca entity, the 'Mother Goddess' and her father, who left before she was born, was likewise touched by the Mother Goddess' equal and opposite entity, the 'Horned God.'

Mary's body serves as a battleground of sorts for these two spiritual entities, each invading her body, and influencing events in her life. The Mother Goddess and the Horned God, ironically, both influencing her life allows Mary to maintain sentience and autonomy of her own actions, but the conditions around her, within their control, are constantly shifting. Over the years this has turned Mary into a woman who feels content to just glide through life, unaware that while she does, two syncretic spiritual deities are vying for her soul.

Ability: None. (May develop later)

Talents:

• Sketching: Years spent drawing the flowers growing in the Oakenheim Cemetery have given Mary a talent for drawing quick, accurate sketches.
• Knowledge of psychoactive botany and mycology: Although not a professional botanist or mycologist, Mary has researched and has a working knowledge of the psychoactive flora of Oakenheim.
• Artistic Echoic Memory: As opposed to photographic memory, Mary, over the years, has developed a talent for remembering and replaying soundbytes in her head. While she only tends to use this for listening to music without her headphones, theoretically, she could use this type of memory to recall gossip and small bits of information heard.

Recent history: Diana Janicot settled into Oakenheim soon after Mary was born, figuring it would be the perfect small town for a single mother to raise a child. That child, of course, was Mary. She was never sad or particularly traumatized, it just seemed that for Mary, each year of her life dimmed her enthusiasm, but only slightly.

She always enjoyed music and nature's beauty, and as she grew older, these two things became constants in her life. While not in school the young girl would often find herself in the Oakenheim Cemetery, enjoying the quiet of the place, as well as it's flowers. As she grew the Oakenheim Cemetery would become her favorite place to hang out, it felt like the only place in the world she held some semblance of control.

When she entered high school Mary began following local Oakenheim acts around as a groupie, often finding herself in relationships with women much older than her. This is also how she began her recreational drug use, in her own words, it; "keeps those dreams away." As opposed to finding a dealer, Mary began devoting her free time to studying psychoactive flora, her hobby has given her a few close brushes with the law.

http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/76329-oakenheim-modern-supernatural-rp/ic

Ariel Darcs' Haunted Character Sheets

This RP had the potential to be a rad Slice of Life thing-- Included both David and Eve.

Shinj-- I mean DAVID

Name: David Nevea-Holly

Gender: Male

Age: 17

Sexuality: Unsure

Appearance:

David

Personality: David is a passive and quiet individual, although capable of shedding these traits around someone he is comfortable with, his snarky outlooks generally push people away. As a result, he suffers from an extreme lack of self-confidence, has a very low opinion of himself, and generally does whatever is asked of him. His day-to-day personality is meek, insecure, and indecisive, shaped by his constant fear of being hurt by his relationships with others. Although this is the only way he can cope when dealing with people, it hinders his interactions with his family and and his schoolmates. With loneliness, comes an appreciation of introspection and activities that don't require company. David, as a result is extremely studious and well-read, even graduating a year early, although he is very socially maladjusted.

History: David's turn to mental and social isolationism began with the death of his mother at the tender age of 7. While he wasn't present for the car accident that put her into critical condition, he was by her bedside for the moment of her death, with the mere image of her on her deathbed being a regularly occurring nightmare for him. After her death, his father, already something of a drinker, retreated into full alcoholism for a number of years, getting so bad at one point that David needed to be placed under the care of his Grandmother while his father attended a full rehabilitation program. During this time, David found himself retreating into schoolwork, studying and fictional mediums of entertainment.

David, at the age of 9, legally adopted his mother's last name.

When he was 10 he was returned to life with his father, and while both were resigned around each other, there was a mutual love. It wasn't until he was 12, however, when he first showed signs of breaking out of might very well have been a clinical depression. His step-mother gave him a mother figure he could bond with, and Eve, his step-sister, a person who he could call a friend and protector, even. His already phenomenal performance has increased, to the point he was able to graduate a year early, this trip to Rio is his reward for that accomplishment.

Room Preference: 4

Relations:

• Evelyn Nevea - His step-sister, he considers her a close confidant and friend. While he does appreciate her, he cant understand what she sees in him and is prone to thinking her "overbearing big sister thing" is more of an act than anything else. Depending on his mood, being around her either increases his confidence or allows him to fall even deeper into his passive attitude.
• Thomas Attison - Intellectual rival
• Hailey Rhodes - Known through Evelyn, on good terms
• Anna Calloway - Known through Evelyn
• Jenny "Jiyeon" Miller - Something of a friend, known through Evelyn, seen regularly
• Richard Miller - Something of a friend, known through Evelyn, seen regularly

http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/69253-life-is/ic

Ariel Darcs' Haunted Character Sheets

I thought it was a good idea at the time

But it was actually a horrible idea

Name: Tangaroa 'Tanga' Lyons

Gender: Female

Age: 8

Defining Features: Broken front and back claws, burnt face and front paws from excessive training and use of water as a way to attack.

History: Born as a rare breed of Shinx in the Sevii Islands, Tanga loved her life. Her pride was proficient in using water to boost the power of their own electricity when hunting and fighting. Her pride was easily the apex predators of the island. With pollution this changed, water became less conductive, invasive species like Muks and Grimers came about, and her tribe began to die.

This happened one year ago.

Over 75% of the tribe had been killed when the ecosystem changes were at their worst. The day of Oak's extraction of the island, a lone Kabuto escaping the detritus in the water. Tanga, running along the shore, happened upon the Kabuto by chance being assaulted by a group of Trash cloaked Burmy. With the Kabuto's assistance, summoning a pillar of rain, Tanga defended the Kabuto until an assistant of Oak's happened upon the two poisoned Pokemon. They were promptly healed and shipped off to the island, the two have been inseparable ever since.

Personality: Brash, strong willed and a hard head. Tanga is the kind of Pokemon to fight a Tyranitar and pull punches to avoid hurting him too much.

Theme Song: Kirbyesque
Island paradise represent

Other: A chosen courier of Democracy.
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Name: Perhaps once, Tanga is unsure, but has taken to calling her shelled companion 'Dee'

Gender: Tanga is also unsure, she's not really an expert on this stuff. But she thinks it may be a guy.

Age: A little over 300 million years old (lived to the rip old age of 180 pre-fossilization, has been alive post-fossilization for around 25 years)

Defining Features: Incredibly small for a kabuto it's age, presumably mute.

History: Plenty, unfortunately he hasn't divulged any part of it.

Personality: Not much of one, the Kabuto simply follows Tangaroa wherever the young shinx goes, perhaps lost in thought.

Theme Song: The Anarchist's Nightmare, the Glorious Hymn to Nikkal

Other: An ancient harbinger of Democracy and Order, rival of the envoy of Chaos and Bloody anarchy "He who posseses the mark of the helix"
Order is Progress-- Arceus is GOD.