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In Too Deep - A futuristic Lovecraftian experience

"deaddrop is unable to post for a week due to unforeseen circumstances, he will be back next week to post his CS. Apologies."

-the droplet himself

Farrow's Gift

Ryuu Mizushima

Name:Ryuu Mizushima
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Occupation: Student at Darkwell Community College and Swimming Connisuer.
Relationships: N/A
Abilities: Novice at white magic and arcane magic. He doesn’t know he has them yet, but at random points, he uses them without knowledge. Instances such as having mending hands and impeccable ability to fix up wounds and help others. Being a nurse, it's like destiny lined up.

Appearance: imgur.com/a/xcvdL

Personality: Ryuu is a reserved person with a fixation on being good over evil. His personality rarely points to him being aloof, but he is not the center of attention if he has that choice. He’s often ambitious of his own goals, to which he constantly updates. Ryuu does not believe in failure and thinks everything is a stepping stone.

Short Biography: Ryuu was born on September 1st, 1997 in Maebashi, Japan to two lovely parents, Sora and Daichi. Ryuu had been an only child to the two, living in their tightly knit community. Up until junior high, Ryuu had very few interests. He had entered the school’s swimming team, finding his love for swimming there and began to become competitive with it. As his competitiveness ran through, his grades began to spark to start an epic track record as he had big dreams to be a swimmer. Being young, Ryuu didn’t know any better. After a couple years of junior high, his parents had sat him down and talked to him about moving to America. After hours on end of arguments with his parents, Ryuu regrettably gave in as he had no choice in the matter. Ryuu was forced to say goodbye to his friends there to begin a new life in America, a foreign territory that seemed like such a gross mystery. An entirely different culture that cast a shadow on the world, and it was time to escape the shadow and move out of the darkness to the land of opportunity. At least, that’s the way Ryuu’s dad put it.

The first few days in America were hell. Of course, Ryuu had been learning English before moving, but everything was so different and complicated. Nevertheless, Ryuu had moved into a small community called Darkwell. A city that didn’t seem to have any home to it to him. The only thing that was remotely special was getting to see his grandparents for the first time, and that was a blast. Visiting them gave him some happiness as the American culture drained on him, giving him an odd vibe in unknown waters. As the parents settled in, they had sent off Ryuu to the high school, something unfamiliar to him. He entered as an exchange student from Japan, and that’s all he became known as his first couple weeks there. It took him a while to get used to things, as expected, but it took more of a toll than it was worth day by day. This attitude continued up until he found his passion. The school had started swimming up and Ryuu had found out about it once one of his teachers recommended it to him after hearing Ryuu answer one of the ice breakers with his love for swimming. Thus, Ryuu’s life took a turn.

The glorious pool, a bright blue shimmering sight as he looked out to it. The lanes were set up perfectly, stripes across this awesome canvas. The world went silent as he looked out, taking everything in. Then, the whistle was blown. Before he knew it, he was in the water, cutting through like a shark chasing its prey. The prey was the gold, the first place, the fastest in the pool. In record time, Ryuu had dominated the 100m butterfly, showing off his impressive speed in only his first year on the team. As his passion grew, his popularity on the team did as well. He gained new friends from the sport and had started to become comfortable with American culture as they exchanged with him each other's cultures, teaching each other as much as they could about American culture and Japanese culture, something Ryuu took pride in. Ryuu went on throughout high school, beginning to get noticed by some outsiders of the sport as Ryuu crushed the competition and began breaking records in the water for the school. Ryuu eventually dominated not only the school but others as he brought them to championships, becoming proud of his work in his first year. As the year ended, the team vowed to stay together and become as good as Ryuu so that one day, they could all become professional swimmers and go for the real gold, the Olympics. High school went on and time seemed to get short as years went by. Eventually, Ryuu was named team captain and lead the team to nationals, becoming a school champion and would go down in the halls of history, trophies dedicated to Ryuu. However, this glory would go in vain as high school neared its end.

Ryuu’s parents had been happy for his success, following him every step of the way. However, swimming had not been their plans for his life and begun to push him in the direction of the college. Ryuu had been crushed at first, as his parents desperately pushed for him to pursue a career in nursing, and give up his life of swimming. Ryuu had accepted their idea, but only under the condition that he would be allowed to join the college’s swim team to pursue his own goals while getting his education. His parents thought long and hard, but accepted his wishes and made the promise to send him to college.

After the year was over, Ryuu said goodbye to his friends as he told them his crushing plans, watching them all go their separate paths. Ryuu’s grades weren’t good enough to get to the best schools, but they were good enough to earn him a free ride at Darkwell Community College, as they offered a scholarship under the proposition that’d he swim for them. He agreed under one condition, to get his associate’s degree in nursing and pursue both goals at the same time, a rigorous task. After speaking with the local hospital, it was agreed upon that he would work with them and attend Darkwell, starting his path to make his mark in the world.

This is Ryuu’s story, and now we will tell the rest.
Other: "It does not matter how slowly you go as long as you do not stop."

Finished.

Farrow's Gift | Modern Fantasy [FULL]

Mostly the 4th and last one, yes!

@Ambra

Ah alright, so you're looking for more cartoon than anything. Understandable.

Welp, I'm totally interested in the idea. I get a nice vibe from the setting you project and I feel like this sort of stuff is underappreciated and not a lot of books out there do it service. From what I read, this is based on a novel you're writing? If that's the case, when it's finished, let me know! I'm totally a fan of the genre.

Neon Lights

I don't know how this went down, or why, but I'm regretful to see it did. My deepest condolences to anyone who felt offended the way Deaddrop handled himself and I hope you don't have a bad taste in your mouth from this whole shindig.

I'm glad I got to work with some of you at the time I did though!

If anyone has questions or concerns, feel free to PM me at any point. I haven't gotten any PMs so I've just thought Dead has everything handled until I'm needed.

Farrow's Gift | Modern Fantasy [FULL]

@tfd I'm looking for the types of pictures you'd find on zerochan, etc. ^^

@Ambra

I had no idea what that site was before you said it ^^

From what I gather, imgur.com/a/DuG5y

That stuff sort of? (those are just various images I have saved already)

Farrow's Gift | Modern Fantasy [FULL]

I'd be interested if there's room. My only question is the "anime pic" thing and what you're looking for. I'm not a huge anime person, but I've watched enough to know what it is.

Neon Lights

'1NT3RSPR1NT3R'

'1NT3RSPR1NT3R'

"Mess with the best, die like the rest."

LOOKS

'1NT3RSPR1NT3R' is a tall, lanky Afro-American man. His face has a constant neutral expression. He has small, brown eyes with well-groomed brows hanging above. His black, curly hair is shortened down and faded at the sides. His outfit consists of jackets to cover up and keep a low profile.

PSYCHE

'1NT3RSPR1NT3R' is a very mellow guy. He doesn't say things that would take you off guard, and his tone is generally nonchalant. He sounds calm and collected whenever he speaks, and it's very rare you'll catch him at a bad moment. At some points, he seems very monotone when speaking, giving him a robotic vibe.

HEAT

'1NT3RSPR1NT3R' is a well-known net-runner in the business, however not as publicly known because of his anonymity. His traces are usually covered and rats are not something that exists in the man's line of work, seeing as any loose ends are usually tied up.

STREET CRED

Not much. Not many people know what '1NT3RSPR1NT3R' looks like.

THE STORY

Born in Los Angeles, California, '1NT3RSPR1NT3R' was born to a middle-class family in a low-end apartment. Since both of his parents were working as teachers, they decided to home school their child confidently. As Intersprinter was confined to his house, he was given a computer at the age of eight. He was able to work and learn from home and keep himself busy. As the years went by, Intersprinter became more and more accustomed to the computer. As regular classes began to get boring, Intersprinter slowly worked his way up to teach himself the basics of code and took it up a notch as he was writing his own programs at the age of fourteen. Before he knew it, he was creating viruses at the age of sixteen and had begun to wreak havoc on the web, traversing it with pride as he released his creations. As keyloggers and various different Trojans were released. By the end of the first month, bank accounts and bot nets were cultivated. It was time to take it to the next level.

New technology was being released at a rapid level, and new tools were being given to the public. As such, Intersprinter hopped on and begin to move money around until he could get his hands on the best equipment. Soon, he would be living up to his newly decided name, 'INT3RSPR1NT3R'. Net-running became a hobby as he injected himself into the virtual realm. It was an experience like no other. He was able to hop from place to place, collecting data at a rapid pace as hundreds of other systems were following with. Soon, he gained a persona, a following, as Intersprinter had begun to leave slight traces as information was collected and deeds were done. A plan was being brewed. A big one.

News hit as one of the large mega-corporations of the world had suffered a recent cyber-attack. The attack was no ordinary attack, causing the loss of millions of Eurodollars of information. Who was this culprit? The world would never know. Except Intersprinter knew. As Intersprinter began his own dark-side cracking, his following came together and started hitting the big corporations of the world to send a message. A message that the web was no longer safe. As '1NT3RSPR1NT3R' had been prowling, searching for a new target, the phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number. When he picked up, a sigh was heard on the other end. By the end of the conversation, '1NT3RSPR1NT3R' had made a decision of a life time. He gave up his black hat hacking and wiped his trace, causing himself to become nothing but a rumor on the web. The young hacker had moved out of his family's apartment and moved into a high-end one in a tall building, establishing himself as the successful guy he had dreamed of becoming.

This had begun the story of 'INT3RSPR1NT3R'. That call? Fake ID had arrived. Yet another scheme went right, and it was time to start investing.

ARMED IN THE ONE AND TWENTY

'1NT3RSPR1NT3R' isn't cybered up as much as some would believe. Besides a few voice box modifications, there isn't much there besides the top of the line cybermodems, neural co-processor implants, and a few other links and cybernetics that allow him to communicate with ease.

Neon Lights

How strong would a grafted muscle make me? +1 and +2. What's the comparison?

@Dark Light

To explain it, grafted muscle is synthetic muscle they slam onto you to cut corners. If you're skinny, you can bulk up easy with that and you basically go from twink to six pack shortcuts. However, if you're already ripped and you get grafted muscle, it's the equivalent to you on steroids constantly. Grafted muscle doesn't necessarily make you bulky as in size, but it definitely adds a ton of muscle mass to you and therefore makes you stronger than you would be without it. Say if your character is super strong already and he can punch through a wall, with the new grafted muscle say goodbye to the two walls he's now able to punch through instead. It's that kind of explanation. The difference between +1 and +2 isn't as drastic, but you can use your best judgment to think that grafted muscle is so guys stay on top of their game and end up stronger than their opponent.

Discord... blergh!

@KoL

Agreed. Dead can vouch that I say constantly I hate discord. I use other programs that are way better than it, and even then I don't see a constant need to have communication be as fast as lightning. If it comes down to our communication being slow, I'll just make a kik or something so you can message me on my phone and you'll get your message quicker.

@DeadDrop @tfd

And my character is done as well:

VV

Vivian "VV" Blake

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"We are all mad here, some of us are just more open about it..."

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LOOKS
While VV doesn't have a distinguished appearance, sporting no tattoos, piercings, or bodily alterations that are so ubiquitous in the modern society, it's also not fair to say that she's a plain girl. In fact, her moderate height and build, along with her slightly wavy, long, light brown/cream colored hair and hazel eyes give her a jovial appearance, making VV look a year or two younger than she really is. Perhaps,
the only peculiar characteristic of VV's appearance is a knife scar over her left eye.

VV's taste in clothing is surprisingly girly for someone of her path in life. She prefers to wear simple clothes like a school uniform-like blouse and miniskirt ensemble, along with an urban camo print scarf and stockings/pantyhose to protect her legs. Topping her ensemble, VV nearly always wears a hooded jacket and lots of military-style accessories like belts and bandoliers. Finally, VV has a great liking of wearing a gas mask nearly at all times, mainly for intimidation, which is why she had it painted with a stylized skull pattern.

Her favorite colors are black/dark gray, yellow/orange and white, forming a very high contrast style.

PSYCHE
VV is a sadistic bitch. Or better, it would be more accurate to say that she's a complete psychopath without the least shred of humanity in her. One would normally expect that as a result of heavy usage of cybernetics, but the truth is that VV is 100% human up to this day. At least in her body, her mind is another story.

VV will usually try to have fun with her victims, torturing people just to get her kicks and use as much violence as needed, and some more, without any remorse for lives lost or damage caused by her actions. Nevertheless, she's not completely unfettered, just cold and uncaring to anyone who is not her beloved sister, who VV protects to the best of her ability.

HEAT
Low, but prone to rise easily, given VV's position as the heavy hitter among their group. It's obvious that the authorities and competitors won't like someone with both the guns, the training and the disposition to cause lots of damage without remorse.

STREET CRED
As good as that of her work mates, except that VV's sadistic personality isn't very known around yet. It's not uncommon to have a dumb grunt or two come mess up with her because of VV's, fairly cute looks, only to have a hand broken. Oh, and God help you if the target of such unwanted attention is her sister.

THE STORY
VV's story isn't very full of mystery or twists. She was born in a less than privileged situation, just like her precious sister. The big difference between them is the fact that, from early in her life, VV already displayed signs of not being the most mentally stable person in their household.

Things would take a turn for the worse once their parents decided that VV was too dangerous to have around and sent her to an orphanage. Little did they know, or perhaps they did but not care, that the place was known for exploring children in every possible way. Child labor in dangerous conditions with virtually no pay, prostitution, organ harvesting, etc. Name a bad thing that can be done to a child and chances are that you would find it there.

Being the psycho that she's, VV wasn't ever good at labor and too dangerous to use as a sex slave. In fact,
the very first time they tried that, she killed her "client", choked with a power chord. After this, they decided to sell VV to a paramilitary group, where she would be used as a child soldier, as well as suffer some other abuses.

The last important turn on VV's life, up to now, would happen on the day when she got her hands on an old newspaper strip that had a picture of a certain rocker girl that VV immediately recognized as her long estranged sister. After a bit of planning, she escaped from her previous camp, travelled all the way back to Night City and, as they say, the rest is history...

ARMED IN THE ONE AND TWENTY

▶ H&K MPK-11 [12mm SMG] Cost: 700 eb
▶ Federated Arms X-9mm [9mm Pistol] Cost: 300 eb
▶ Knife x2 Cost: 20 eb
▶ Gas Mask [1+4 spare filters] Cost: 240 eb
▶ Heavy Armor Jacket Cost: 250 eb
▶ Striptape Binders [12 units] Cost: 5 eb
▶ Duraweave Stockings Cost: 105 eb
▶ Spare Ammo [Medium Pistol 50, Heavy SMG 150] Cost: 69 eb
▶ SMG Silencer Cost: 100 eb
▶ Pistol Holster x2 [One for VV and one for Erin] Cost: 40 eb
▶ Shoulder Sling x2 [One for VV and one for Erin] Cost: 10 eb
▶ Spare Ammo for Erin [Light Pistol/SMG 150] Cost: 45 eb
Total: 1884 eb Spare: 116 eb

...AND THE REST
N/A

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@KoL

Brutal. Feels a little straight out of a movie, but it's not too crazy for the universe Cyberpunk creates. Just don't expect any buffs from the fact that your character was a "child soldier" and more expect debuffs for the fact that she's so devoid of sanity.

Can't wait to see the interaction!