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Long Beach, A City In Need

@1Hawkeyes Yeah, I'll likely have him spot the group after recently getting off work and thinking "might as well see what they're up to."

Long Beach, A City In Need

Added my character. Let me know if I need to make any adjustments. I likely won't get to them until after work in about 4 and a half hours.

Long Beach, A City In Need

Derek Holder

Name: Derek Holder

Alias: Israfel

Gender: Male

Age: 21

Looks: Derek stands at an average 5 foot 10, and while appearing to be rather skinny, he has the smallest hint of muscle definition thanks to semi-regular workouts. His hair falls to just below his earlobes, is often unkempt, and is dyed black due to his dislike of its original color. His complexion is pale, as he wears foundation to hide the many freckles that dot across his nose and cheeks, giving him a sort of “goth” look. His eyes are a dull blue, and his right ear is pierced with a single black stud. He prefers to wear baggy hoodies over a t-shirt (usually band/video game-related) and faded jeans with a black leather belt. He swaps between old sneakers and a pair of heavy boots mostly reserved for motorcycle riding.

Occupation: Derek works as the lead cashier at the American Eagle Outfitters store in the Pike.

Personality: Derek is very much the loner of the group. The only times he really sees the others is during his work hours, on the off chance one or more of them stop by to shop. He prefers not to initiate conversation if he can help it, but if engaged in one, he’ll do his best to keep up. Outside of that, though, he’s pretty quiet, usually on his phone or off in his own little world. Despite his “lone wolf” attitude, Derek has a big heart and tries to help his friends out when he can, though he’d much rather do so through more indirect means. In his off time, he’s either reading, playing games, listening to music, or sleeping.

Backstory: Derek lived in Long Beach with his parents up until he was six years old, when a tragic plane crash took his mother and father’s lives. He went on to live with his aunt and cousin throughout the rest of his childhood years. This was around the time Derek would start closing himself off from interacting with other people, aside from his family. In his middle school years, he was subject to plenty of bullying due to his quiet nature. This would range from verbal harassment during class to physical altercations outside of class. In an attempt to help him, Derek’s aunt signed him up for various self-defense classes. Derek attended boxing classes for about 3 years, choosing to quit when he entered high school, believing the bullying wouldn’t be as bad. When he discovered such was not the case, he himself signed up for Tae Kwon Do, which he only attended for another year or so. After graduation, he moved into a shared apartment with his cousin, where he currently resides. About 2 weeks after moving in, he secured a job at an American Eagle store in the Pike, where he’d worked for the past 2 or 3 years.

Skills/Weapons: Since he hasn’t taken any boxing/TKD classes since high school, Derek’s a little rusty when it comes to combat. Still, he remembers the basics and is more than capable of taking down your typical thug. Of course, with a bit more training, he’d be able to hold his own against stronger opponents. Soon after the agreement to become vigilantes, Derek snagged an old wooden pole that used to be a clothing rack from the AE back room, hoping to integrate it into his fighting style.

Other: Derek’s life goal is to become a recognized poet, as he believes the art form is dying out and wants to resurrect it. His favorite poet by far is Edgar Allan Poe, and his favorite poem of his is “Israfel,” hence his alias.

Star Wars: Outer Rim Diplomacy

I'm intrigued, though it's been a while since I've done paragraph stuff. Still, I'm up for giving it a try.

Long Beach, A City In Need (A Vigilante RP)

@cosmicangler I honestly haven't given it much thought.

Long Beach, A City In Need (A Vigilante RP)

There room for one more? This sounds pretty interesting!

Paragon

Player

Name | Matthew Campbell
Age | 26
Gender | Male
Nationality | American
Appearance | Tall, toned, dark hair, blue eyes, short stubble
Attire | T-shirts and jeans with the occasional jacket
Personality/Habits | Outgoing, extroverted, witty, has a bit of an anger issue
Likes/Dislikes |

+ Gaming
+ Partying
+ Pizza
× Party poopers
× Pretentious people
× Aliens

Skills/Talents | Matt has a vast knowledge of games and gaming history, having played many different games since the age of seven. His favorite games in particular are first-person shooters, especially in VR; his experience in these types of games have made him quite the marksman.
Hometown | Chicago, IL
Family | Father deceased
Background | Matt’s father died before he was born, so he was primarily raised by his mother and step-father, Saul. Saul had an interest in games, and he passed this interest down to Matt, who quickly developed a love of all things gaming.

When he wasn’t gaming, he was getting decent grades all throughout his schooling years, earning him an acceptance letter to a local community college. A few years later, he graduated with a Bachelor’s in Electronics Engineering.

Despite having this degree, Matt preferred to take a simple job as assistant manager in a local electronics store. The pay wasn’t great, but it was enough to afford a decent apartment and food, with the help of a few roommates. Mostly content with his life, Matt continued to work and play the newest games he could get his hands on, with VR piquing is interest in particular.

Avatar

Alias | Corporal Slayer
Affinity | Artillery
Aptitude | Savvy, Armor, Accuracy
Appearance | Tall, muscular, scattered scars, buzzcut
Attire | Undershirt, camouflage pants, and combat boots
Alignment | Revolutionary
Armament | Double-barrel shotgun, dual pistols, chainsaw
Gear | Heavily-armored suit with helmet
Base of Operations | Military base world I guess?
Familiar | None
Mount | None

Hope this is alright! I wish I could've found a better avatar reference other than just ripping Doomguy, but it'll do.

Devils and Dust

Eric Barclay

College classes were starting soon, so making a habit out of getting up early would be beneficial. Of course, that's what his parents told him; the same parents who were down in Fort Lauderdale partying the night away. Whatever. As long as they were there and not here to hassle him about fucking everything, he didn't care. Honestly, he preferred the simplicity of Blacktown over the hectic tourism trap that was Florida.

By 7:00, Eric was out the shower, the last of his grogginess having been washed down the drain. As he brushed his short, dark brown hair, he took in his appearance. Being alone and responsible for himself had taken a toll on his body. Where he once had a slight paunch, there was now a developing potbelly. His hips had widened as well, leaving some stretch marks that thankfully no one would be able to see. Despite this, he generally still retained a rather skinny shape. His face, dotted with stubble, remained as it always had; slightly rounded cheeks, blue eyes and all.

His shower finished, Eric took some time to tidy up his apartment. Brendon Urie's voice pulsed through his earbuds as he vacuumed the main "living" area. There was something satisfying about the independence that came with moving into his apartment building. Perhaps it was the sense of accomplishment he had whenever he finished menial housework. It really made him feel like he knew what he was doing.

Next was breakfast, and Eric knew just where to get it. Yes, this would be the day he finally tried "Emily's Family Diner." He'd heard plenty of locals recommend it, but he preferred to have breakfast in his own home. It was just more comfortable that way. Not today, though.

Traffic was light due to the hour, but Eric could tell it was going to pick up pretty quickly. There was a good chance it'd be a nightmare by the time he was done with breakfast. Oh, well. He could probably kill time by wandering around the nearby shops until things cleared up. The diner in question was pretty empty when he arrived. He quickly snagged himself an empty table, pulling out his phone to browse while he waited for a server to come by.

Pancakes, or French toast? Maybe I can get both with one as a side. Could I even eat all that?

Devils and Dust

I'll be honest, I'm not entirely sure what sort of direction you guys are going for here, but I'm game to try it out. I'll try and type up a character when I'm not so sleepy.

Paragon [inspired by Ready Player One]

I'm definitely down for this.