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"We're undercover. This is a very important undercover operation which you are endangering just by talking to us. Look, I have a gun. I am Detective Inspector Me. This is my partner, Detective Her."
"Her?"
"Me."
"Him?"
"Not me. Her"
"Me."
"You?"
"Yes."
"I'm sorry who are you?"
"I'm Her, he's Me. Got it? Good. You better get out of here before you blow our cover. They've got snipers."

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Ian Stryder


“It's not illegal if you don't get caught.”


Ian is about 6'4" weighing in at 156 lbs. He is very fit and lean. His hair is messing hanging down over his forehead. He has sharp dark eyes that are constantly moving around. Usually he wears a well fitted grey long sleeve shirt and some black jeans. He does not have any piercings, but several scars. One rather large one trails down his spine from the base of the neck to his lower back. Below his left shoulder on the upper bicep is a tattoo wrapping around the entire arm. The tattoo is a basic band with two smaller ones around it.









Basic Information

N A M E
Ian Jackson Stryder

N I C K N A M E
Pleasant, all the juvies call him that since he's never told them his real name

B I R T H D A T E
April 2

G E N D E R
Male

A G E
18

S E X U A L I T Y
Heterosexual










Imprisonment

C R I M E
Contempt of the law and assault and battery. He committed countless other crimes, but was only convicted of contempt. These crimes included but are not limited to black market trade, narcotic dealing, biotech upgrades, weapons manufacturing, bribing officers, theft, falsification of IDs, impersonation, forgery, kidnapping, fraud, inciting a riot, perjury, truancy, trespassing, vandalism, arson, wiretapping, even service dog fraud.

Y E A R S S P E N T
5 days

P R I S O N E L E C T I V E
None. Too short notice to have been assigned.

C E L L M A T E
Poppy blackberry. Or maybe that wasn't her last name...










Education & Skills

O C C U P A T I O N
They built doors. Tall doors. Short doors. Wide doors. Narrow doors. Doors that went up. Doors that went down. Every single type of door you could imagine, they built.

C L A S S E S
  • Physics
  • Calculus
  • P.E.
  • Engineering
  • Robotics
  • Chemistry

S K I L L S
  • Carpentry
  • Leadership
  • Stealth
  • Stealing
  • Charming
  • Athletic










Mannerisms

L I K E S
  • dogs
  • jokes
  • laughing
  • sex
  • illegal things
  • flirting
  • partying
  • himself
  • arrogance
  • ego
  • doors

D I S L I K E S
  • onions
  • heights
  • serious situations
  • doors left open
  • idiots
  • authority
  • school

H A B I T S
  • never taking a situation seriously
  • calling people by the wrong name
  • humming
  • cocking his head to the side

H O B B I E S
  • making jokes
  • door making
  • singing
  • messing with people's minds

F E A R S
  • dying alone
  • apes
  • breaking doors










Delving Deeper

P E R S O N A L I T Y
Ian is generally described as comedic, egotistical, and even partly insane. His comedic nature has roots in his mental insanity. Becoming on friendly terms with him is something only he chooses and is a commitment to being constantly verbally abused by him. He is a quick thinker and impulsive person, who quickly gets bored of anything serious. Anytime a serious situation comes up he always tries to lessen the severity of the situation with jokes. He is also a flamboyant egotist, vocally exalting his own abilities, complimenting himself, and showing off. Constantly he will be found boasting of his ego and showing how he has absolutely no humility.

H I S T O R Y
Ian grew up with a single mom. His father had left them when he was young though not before leaving his mark on Ian. All that he can remember of him was that he wasn't a very nice person. Bad dad. Since before he could remember his mother turned to alcohol to drown out her sadness, though whether it was before or after his father left he wasn't sure. Either way, life was tough growing up from an outside point of view. Ian himself didn't really matter. He was given all the responsibility due to his mother's inability to do anything while being constantly intoxicated. Being slightly out of his mind he really shouldn't have been given it. With no one to tell him what to do he was given complete freedom. He rarely showed up to school, and only sometimes made appearances to work.

In all his spare time, Ian started getting into an impressive list of illegal activities. He was never caught, something he was quite proud of. One day, on one of his more egotistical days, Ian walked straight into a hearing. Interrupted the entire thing. It was quite the show really. Everything stopped suddenly, the place went dead quiet. Some lady was even crying. Though that might have been because she was just convicted to death. To make a story short the guards had to pull him off the judge to stop him from trying to fit his fist in his mouth, while giving him a wet willy.

T H E M E S O N G
X Gon' Give it to Ya – DMX
X gon' give it to you
Fuck waitin' for you to get it on your own
X gonna deliver to ya
Knock knock, open up the door, it's real
With the non-stop, pop pop and stainless steel
Go hard gettin' busy with it, but I got such a good heart
That I'll make a motherfucker wonder if he did it
Damn right and I'll do it again
'Cuz I am right so I gots to win










E X T R A I N F O
TBD


Ian Stryder


“It's not illegal if you don't get caught.”


Ian is about 6'4" weighing in at 156 lbs. He is very fit and lean. His hair is messing hanging down over his forehead. He has sharp dark eyes that are constantly moving around. Usually he wears a well fitted grey long sleeve shirt and some black jeans. He does not have any piercings, but several scars. One rather large one trails down his spine from the base of the neck to his lower back. Below his left shoulder on the upper bicep is a tattoo wrapping around the entire arm. The tattoo is a basic band with two smaller ones around it.









Basic Information

N A M E
Ian Jackson Stryder

N I C K N A M E
Pleasant, all the juvies call him that since he's never told them his real name

B I R T H D A T E
April 2

G E N D E R
Male

A G E
18

S E X U A L I T Y
Heterosexual










Imprisonment

C R I M E
Contempt of the law and assault and battery. He committed countless other crimes, but was only convicted of contempt. These crimes included but are not limited to black market trade, narcotic dealing, biotech upgrades, weapons manufacturing, bribing officers, theft, falsification of IDs, impersonation, forgery, kidnapping, fraud, inciting a riot, perjury, truancy, trespassing, vandalism, arson, wiretapping, even service dog fraud.

Y E A R S S P E N T
5 days

P R I S O N E L E C T I V E
None. Too short notice to have been assigned.

C E L L M A T E
Poppy blackberry. Or maybe that wasn't her last name...










Education & Skills

O C C U P A T I O N
They built doors. Tall doors. Short doors. Wide doors. Narrow doors. Doors that went up. Doors that went down. Every single type of door you could imagine, they built.

C L A S S E S
  • Physics
  • Calculus
  • P.E.
  • Engineering
  • Robotics
  • Chemistry

S K I L L S
  • Carpentry
  • Leadership
  • Stealth
  • Stealing
  • Charming
  • Athletic










Mannerisms

L I K E S
  • dogs
  • jokes
  • laughing
  • sex
  • illegal things
  • flirting
  • partying
  • himself
  • arrogance
  • ego
  • doors

D I S L I K E S
  • onions
  • heights
  • serious situations
  • doors left open
  • idiots
  • authority
  • school

H A B I T S
  • never taking a situation seriously
  • calling people by the wrong name
  • humming
  • cocking his head to the side

H O B B I E S
  • making jokes
  • door making
  • singing
  • messing with people's minds

F E A R S
  • dying alone
  • apes
  • breaking doors










Delving Deeper

P E R S O N A L I T Y
Ian is generally described as comedic, egotistical, and even partly insane. His comedic nature has roots in his mental insanity. Becoming on friendly terms with him is something only he chooses and is a commitment to being constantly verbally abused by him. He is a quick thinker and impulsive person, who quickly gets bored of anything serious. Anytime a serious situation comes up he always tries to lessen the severity of the situation with jokes. He is also a flamboyant egotist, vocally exalting his own abilities, complimenting himself, and showing off. Constantly he will be found boasting of his ego and showing how he has absolutely no humility.

H I S T O R Y
Ian grew up with a single mom. His father had left them when he was young though not before leaving his mark on Ian. All that he can remember of him was that he wasn't a very nice person. Bad dad. Since before he could remember his mother turned to alcohol to drown out her sadness, though whether it was before or after his father left he wasn't sure. Either way, life was tough growing up from an outside point of view. Ian himself didn't really matter. He was given all the responsibility due to his mother's inability to do anything while being constantly intoxicated. Being slightly out of his mind he really shouldn't have been given it. With no one to tell him what to do he was given complete freedom. He rarely showed up to school, and only sometimes made appearances to work.

In all his spare time, Ian started getting into an impressive list of illegal activities. He was never caught, something he was quite proud of. One day, on one of his more egotistical days, Ian walked straight into a hearing. Interrupted the entire thing. It was quite the show really. Everything stopped suddenly, the place went dead quiet. Some lady was even crying. Though that might have been because she was just convicted to death. To make a story short the guards had to pull him off the judge to stop him from trying to fit his fist in his mouth, while giving him a wet willy.

T H E M E S O N G
X Gon' Give it to Ya – DMX
X gon' give it to you
Fuck waitin' for you to get it on your own
X gonna deliver to ya
Knock knock, open up the door, it's real
With the non-stop, pop pop and stainless steel
Go hard gettin' busy with it, but I got such a good heart
That I'll make a motherfucker wonder if he did it
Damn right and I'll do it again
'Cuz I am right so I gots to win










E X T R A I N F O
TBD
ooh ooh ooh don't start without me!!!
In CLOSED. 9 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
<Snipped quote by Wintergrey>

I'm so sorry for holding you up!!! D:


hahah its fine XD making a good post takes time
In CLOSED. 9 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
True true, you@Dirty Pretty Lies and @HushedWhispers, well really anyone to interact with Lil
In CLOSED. 9 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


...what i imagine Alex doing to Jackson
In CLOSED. 9 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Noooooooooooooo! D: #TeamTraudrey even if I don't like the sound of the ship name.


#Team Tristilian, Lilistan, Trily

#Team Jackalise, Jace, Anason

#Team Auoy, but no haha i like Trey

XD Oh this is too much fun
In CLOSED. 9 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
posted! ooh so much fun!!!
In CLOSED. 9 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Lilith Storm


Time: 6:30 P.M.
Location: The Storm House and The Beach Party
Interacting With: Tristan and Dominique - @HushedWhispers, Jackson - [me], and everyone else in the group


Lilith stared at Tristan blankly for a moment. "Right..." Fucking idiot. Who wore socks to a beach party. Why couldn't you just be cool for once. Showing up with socks on her feet would be like being the one kid who thought overalls were cool. Thoughts about how socially stupid she could sometimes be raced through her little red head. Pulling off the socks she held them awkwardly in her hand trying to find a place to put them, before just dropping them on the floor. It would give her an excuse to at least come back to Tristan's car when the party was over. They could see where things went from there...

Turning away from the socks, with one final thought, she realized they weren't even a match. "You told your sister to be nicer?" She smiled kindly at him, almost laughing, trying to hide a self-centered smirk. "I like you a lot too, but I hardly think that's necessary. I have some secret tricks up my own sleeve." She winked at him. Dom was the only one to have ruined a few reputation. In some ways Dominique and Lilith were similar, perhaps just with slightly different methods. While popularity was her weapon, Lilith felt more at home around computers. And she knew which one relied on the which.

Arriving at the party Lilith walked close to Tristan, occasionally brushing up against him. Stepping into the sand, with her now bare feet, she clenched her toes. The coarse sand squished between them, feeling amazing. "So now what? I don't really come to these things you know." She looked up to Tristan. Looking away she saw his sister making her way over. Bracing herself for the expected backhanded insults, Lil was speechless when she was pulled into a hug. "I-I..." She glanced back up at Tristan to see if he thought it was as weird as she, but all her did was grab her hand. The single action left her as speechless as being hugged by the Queen Bee.

As they stepped up to the bar, Tristan kindly introduced her like she was a normal part of this crowd. She didn't know anyone. Except... Jackson. Blushing slightly at the sight of him, she waved a little at everyone, "Hey. What's up?"


Jackson Aurum


Time: 6:30 P.M.
Location: The Beach Party
Interacting With: Dominique - @HushedWhispers


Jackson stiffed when anger as a name was called out. "Jackie" He closed his eyes for a solid second before turning and facing Alexandros. A well employed smile came up over his face. Just as he was about to let loose some of his own backhands two more people jumped to his defence. What the hell was this? He was Jackson freaking Aurum. And he was being defended by Audrey and... some indian dude? Who even was this kid? Jackson didn't need his help. He didn't need either of there help.

Nevertheless he let them finish. Let people stand up and make a fool up themselves. Just like Audrey was doing right now. For someone who wanted to play the field she still couldn't get over this particular breakup. Not that he would really know how that felt. Usually he was the one doing the breaking up, if they even got to the relationship phase.

When Audrey had finally finished her rant, Jackson leaned forward from his casual position and moved up next to Alexander. Throwing a heavy arm around his shoulder, he pulled him in nice and close. "Come on now guys. We're just hanging out, and being casual. Just like Lexi said: harmless fun." With a wide grin Jackson shrugged and laughed out loud. Try to throw around nicknames, you'll get bitten in the ass Alexander. Taking his arm from Alexander's shoulder he leaned in close, with his head tilted away from the crowd, right next to Alexandros ear. "Friendly tip: keep the party favours to yourself. The Queen likes her party clean." His voice was threatening and low, just enough to Alexandros could still here. "Wouldn't want something bad happening." Pulling himself back with his hands on each of his shoulders he spoke loudly once again, "Now the Queen wants a drink doesn't she? Better deliver." With a wink and a sharp pat on the face, Jackson turned away from him and right towards Audrey.

She wrapped her arms around his torso with such a force that were he not used to it he would have fallen against the bar. "Excuse me. Who exactly are you? You look familiar, but I'm not quite sure... Almost like a person I knew before. Her name was Audrey see. About your height. Same hair too." he raised his hand at head level, "However she was much different than you. She would text back, and hang out with her friends." Grinning widely at her he posed, leaning down slightly for the picture. "So tell me, what do you think about skydiving?" Noticing that he caught her interest he began to recent his tale of his summer adventures.
In CLOSED. 9 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


Please can I punch Alexandros in the face XD
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