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Mai Himura 舞 緋村
Name: Mai Himura
Age: 170, but looks to be in her early twenties.

Gender: Female
Height: 5’2
Division: 3rd
Rank: 4th

Appearance: Mai appears to be tall, taller than she actually is. With her slim, but athletic build and long limbs an illusion of her stature is created. However, she is by no means short. Standing on average height the perceived height versus actual height is negligible.

Seemingly graceful and stern in appearance Mai deceives many with her looks and resting expression. There is nothing ladylike and gentle about this soul reaper, however and she will be eager to inform any of such as well.
Personality: Loud personalities have a lot to hide, they say. Whether they try to compensate for something they lack, or are hiding away behind a façade, it applies both true to Mai. While her appearance attracts all sorts of pretty words, her personality is far from catching such praise. The reasons for that mostly in the unfiltered way she behaves and speaks.

Yet, despite her wild manners Mai is surprisingly patient and passive when it comes to it. For all the jokes and threats she makes she takes comfort in standing at the lines and observing from the background. It is what makes her so well-suited for the third division, as sharp mind to collect information is always needed for a branch focussed on intelligence. Despite her jolly and irate attitude when in social company Mai takes her job and position with an unexpected zeal and seriousness. Making the two faces she wears privately and professionally standing in stark contrast to each other.

Despite the differences within her attitude and behaviour on and off duty Mai is consistent. She is and always will be a passive stream throughout her life and that of others, unwilling to engage and bind herself to a stage. For, if there is one thing the female hates more than anything, it is to lose independence and objectivity.

Biography: Mai woke up in Soul Society somewhere in the relatively peaceful twelfth district at the east side of Rukongai. There she found a careless existence within a big quilted family patched up from all sorts of strange souls that had found themselves alone. However as none were related and mostly stuck to each other for the sake of company there was an emptiness despite the many members of the Himura clan.

The Himura clan is a family of ‘borrowed’ time, the motto aptly sounding: ‘to borrow’. Meant as a temporary haven for lost souls to find their place within Rukongai and the Soul Society in its whole, the heads of the branch do very little to supervise the members unless they hurt the name. In much the same sense Mai was inducted into the family, the freedom allowing her personality to grow as it is today.

Friends came easy to the female. With her fearlessness for the crowd and quick wit she was a popular face in the neighbourhood despite her wild manners. There was no responsibility and no worry for Mai to carry and as such there was only room to play. It was also through these careless days that she found out early about her talents to become a soul reaper.

However, her careless days ended soon as the Himura clan showed its face. Watching how one of her ‘brothers’ had to leave the clan for his temporary stay had ended and the debt he supposedly had accumulated for his stay branded a fear within Mai, for she knew soon it would be her. The Himura was, despite offering a place and ‘family’ also ruthless businessmen, taking advantage of the lonely and ignorant. Deciding right there and then to cut herself away from the house she then threw herself into the Academy, claiming that a career as a soul reaper would do the image of Himura good and repay her debt to the family. It was an opportunity they took and granted.

And so Mai trained and became a soul reaper. Average at best, but determined. Her decision was made on a whim, and within her division she feels that she ended up much too similarly to the heads of Himura. However, she stays as Mai knows at this point no other way than this to be her fate.

Skills: Kido - [Bakudo, Kekkai and Fu] While trained in all types of kido Mai has in particular focussed herself on binding spells, seals and barriers, in which she thus naturally excels at due to practice. While considered capable, she has yet to attain a level where she can perform kido without an incantation.

Hoho - With her sword demanding her to be fast and flagrant Mai has poured a considerable amount of time and attention into studying the flash step, in particular the shunpo.

Zanjutsu - The most considerable of her skills next to the flash step. As a soul reaper (and in particular as a seated officer) she takes pride in her sword and tries to spent an equal amount of time training her sword as to studying hoho.

Hakuda - Trained, but by no means fine tuned. Mai will know how to hold herself in a hand combat, but only with thanks to her speed and in combination with hoho.

Zanpakuto: Sealed ‘Kaze no Yume’ looks like any regular katana. With a red hilt weaved into a diamond pattern it could be easily mistaken for a weapon wielded by a student fresh out of the academy, without any personalisation whatsoever to be found. However, the careful looker will see the tattoo on her back inscripted on the hilt. What was first, the inscription or her tattoo is a question she doesn’t answer but with a smile.

Mai has been unable to discern much of a personality from her zanpakuto. Other than utter vanity the spirit of her sword has outright refused to show itself in any other way than by letting itself be heard with mocking giggles. While the soul reaper has gone many lengths to get close to the spirit, such as tattooing herself, the sword has as of yet refused to show anything else but vanity, pride and giggles.

Shikai release: ‘Swing, Kaze no Yume’ - Scimitar - swirls appear on the blade as it becomes thinner and lighter to wield. Curving in, the tip dips down to the inside, creating a sword that isn’t meant to stab with, but to slash and cut. The scimitar is an ideal sword to slash at enemies while on the move, such as on horseback. It is also popular for sword dances, its light wield making it ideal for fast acrobatic dances unlike the slow and decorative dances with longswords.

The special ability of ‘Kaze no Yume’ finds itself in both origins of horseback fighting and dancing. As a sword meant to be constantly on the move at high speed the sword demands such an exhausting fighting style as well. To enhance that ability it will seemingly duplicate itself, looking as if there are multiple swords at play, or that it is the wind cutting the enemy. It is all an illusion, however. A play of the blade and it is what classifies ‘Kaze no Yume’ as an illusion type sword.

Other: Tattoo - Upon realising the form of her zanpakuto Mai has inscribed the same symbol of her sword on her shoulder blade. The story behind that is sentimental, which she doesn’t share with anyone, but did mark the start of her career. The symbol she wrote on her back is believed to be the old inscription of the character (kanji) ‘Heaven’, but none are quite sure.
“What’s that?” Chiyo touched the still sensitive skin, making Mai wince.

“A tattoo. And healing!” the words came out harsher and sharper than she had meant to, but the irritated skin was throbbing underneath the patch that covered the wound, burning furiously from the grace of Chiyo’s fingers.

“Don’t touch it, yet,” Mai mumbled, noticing the look on her adoptive sister’s face. The girl had meant no harm, Mai knew that, but after being stabbed with needles for hours the soul reaper wasn’t much like herself anymore. She was exhausted, battered and hurting, despite doing little more than lie on her stomach.

“The elders…” the female tried and Mai rolled her eyes. She knew she was going to get in trouble if word got out.

Swinging her left arm over Chiyo the soul reaper smirked, poking the nose of her sister and friend in jest. “Our. Secret. Okay?” she pronounced each word slowly, blowing into the eyes of the doe-eyed girl who couldn’t help but stare dumbfounded.

Turning her face away Chiyo pouted, eyes squinting ever so slightly to signify that she wasn’t pleased. “What is it?” the question came, vaguely presented but Mai knew her friend well enough to know what she meant.

Beckoning for the girl to follow Mai went into her room, checking left and right to make sure no one was around before closing the door and setting herself down to the floor. Crossing her legs her fingers immediately went towards the patch, peeling off the bandage to reveal what was underneath.

There, surrounded by irritated and swollen skin was a symbol printed, a deep red that stood out against her pale skin. Squiggly lines that seemed to bleed forming a figure, or a character. As a literate Chiyo recognised the kanji for ‘heaven’ in it, but also found it not entirely alike. However, from an artistic point of view it looked more like a human, about to be decapitated with a sword. Surrounding the symbol was a border, lining itself around its form.

Gulping Chiyo’s round eyes searched for Mai’s, trying to find a glimpse of emotion to catch a hint of its meaning. The soul reaper simply smiled, however.

“Terrifying you?” She could tell from the pale colour on her friend’s face. Taking out new bandage Mai started to cut the patches, gesturing for Chiyo to help her dress the wound and cover the tattoo.

“It may sound cheesy,” Mai smiled to herself as she turned her back. Her eyes sunk into her thoughts as her voice grew distant. The Himura house wasn’t her home since long ago, she had realised ever since she came to enjoy her holidays. “But it makes me feel more like a soul reaper, closer to my sword,” she explained, though she knew that Chiyo wouldn’t understand the significance a sword held to a soul reaper.
 
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The Soul Collector
"Just a stranger from another world."

Through the slip of time and at the end of the cycle of life a stranger waits. A masked man with a cynical smile playing across his lips. He will ask you about your journey, what your name is and what life has been like. Speaking as if he is an old acquaintance of yours the man will ask you about your friends, your loved ones and your family. All the while he will listen intently, taking notes and correcting you in parts where he knows your memory has failed.

And if you ever ask about him?

Well, he calls himself Gui and he is the soul collector. He gathers souls and brings them to the other side to sleep where they wait until their time as a spirit is up and their cycle can restart. He knows each and every soul that passes his gates, and none ever slip by without his permission.

There isn't much more to say, he finds. Just a soul collector doing his job. A stranger from another side.

A mysterious figure that guides the souls of the deceased and registers them. Gui has been on the job for who knows how long, with little perspective of getting out. It may be clear that Gui is not his name, just as he likes to hide his appearance. However, what is beyond them he isn't even sure that he remembers himself.
 
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Jianru Wan
The invasion of the firenation a hundred years ago was a horror to many, but a chance for the Wan family. As one of the first tribes that was colonised Jianru doesn't know any better than that his family was from the firenation. The bending in their family said so, after all. There was only fire, no earth, unlike his grandparents once claimed to be in their blood. As such the stories of his ancestors remained what they were, stories. There was no need to dwell on them anyway, as his family had long since discarded their supposed identity and sworn loyalty to the firenation as soon as they entered.

Today the Wan family oversees one of the colonies, having worked themselves up into a position of respect and honour. A century past and the believe that the firenation would fall had long since faded. To Jianru this was of no matter, as he had much bigger concerns to deal with. Born with the power to bend fire, the boy was immediately set out to train from a young age, showing considerable talents in martial arts. It all led to a strict grooming in which he was expected to elevate their family status even higher.

However, there was a detail that was often overseen, and ignored. Jianru was absolutely terrified of the fire that came from his breath and palms. The terror he felt whenever a flame was summoned blocked his ability, but also prevented the bending in overall. No one understood where the phobia came from. After all, his family had been good to him, and no significant trauma was known from his childhood. Yet, the male couldn't produce a flame without paling up, or losing control over it. His family tried a great deal of treatments to help him get rid of his fear. Exposure, meditation, hypnosis... They helped, but none actually got rid of the fear within.

Ultimately their best solution was experience and age. As Jianru grew up and learnt control his fire was less wild. There was still discomfort in the use of his fire, but it didn't feed on his fear and grow rampant as it did before. While the male is still afraid of bending, and as such chooses to hide this part of him, he has grown comfortable in other talents.

True to a man from the firenation Jianru is trained in the art of war, both strategically, as well as physically. His specialties lies in infiltration and intelligence gathering with his subtle charm and adaptive mind, though he knows how to wield a weapon on his own. Posing himself off as a non-bender he was recruited to be part of a secret organisation within the firenation in case the worst was to happen. If the firenation, as they know it, were to fall, he was to come in action amongst the rest to reclaim the throne of the firelord. A mission that Jianru never expected to come to start until the war suddenly came to an end after a century.
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Adelaide Rosier
The Rosier family is a powerful pure-blood family originating from France. Placing special importance on the subject of blood purity they put much of their influence into advocating the expulsion of muggleborns and other creatures from the magical world.
Adelaide always rather paled in comparison to the rest of her siblings. All known to have high ambitions her eldest brother went on to become the undersecretary of one of the departments of the Ministry of Magic, her sister had forged herself a successful marriage with a powerful pureblood and also acquired herself a place within the high society of the purebloods. Places meant for a Rosier. Expectations were high for Adelaide, especially with her siblings soaring so high.

Yet, she never managed. Her mother blamed her temper, hotheaded as she was and as crass as she could be. The fine manners of a lady were often lost on Adelaide once her emotions took hold of her. Her father blamed it on her lack of discipline, finding that they had spoiled and coddled her too much as a child resulting in a cold shoulder in the present days. Her grandmother said it was a lack of direction and that may have been the truth and root of all. Adelaide did lack a proper direction and focus.

Fierce determination she had enough. Charm a little less, but Adelaide had the wits and the talents needed. She just didn't know where to pour it in, thus spending her time doing a little bit of everything and never really acknowledged for one. There was only one thing no one could deny to be her, her deep loyalty to family and her infamous temper had brought her a name of either ridicule or fear. Some thought her hysterical, able to snap and take offense at the littlest things. Others thought her temper to be fearsome, as she is well-known as a capable duelist.

It was her spell-work that landed her a place in the Ministry of Magic as an Auror. Though not as prominent compared to her siblings and her mother frequently complained saying that she had prefered Adelaide to take on a safer career Adelaide felt perfectly at place. Her father found peace with it, glad that she had at least found herself a position of reasonable respect and believing that it would calm her tempers as she would lose her energy in work. Nothing was less true, however and Adelaide soon came to known as a notoriously difficult partner to work with. On her first day on the job she already had criticism for their head and soon enough she had earned herself the nickname of 'little-miss-perfect', none of it positively meant. It is one of the reasons why she had been held up with the odd jobs that required no partner and were far distances away.








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[b]CODE NAME:[/b] Watchdog
[b]GENDER:[/b] male ♂
[b]AGE:[/b] 25 (twenty-five)

[b]PERSONALITY:[/b][div=height: 150px; width: 350px; overflow-y: scroll; padding-right: 10px;]Not one to take life too seriously Wayland lives in the moment. He doesn't like to plan ahead, set out a 'definite' path for himself. Nor does he like to look back at his past and wallow over regrets. He takes what he gets and goes on with his life as the moment allows him. Life is wasted by being serious, if you ask him. Too many things to find out, to do, to experience. If there is one definite plan within Wayland's life it is that he wishes to experience everything at least once.

Some would call him an eternal child for that. Never quite settling down on anything, never willing to sit still and listen. With Wayland a serious conversation is nearly impossible. While he is willing to plan and organise he isn't willing to let a grave mood take over. He likes it simple, he likes it airy, and no one can prevent him from making a joke or two. However, that doesn't mean that he doesn't take his missions seriously, which is often greatly misunderstood. It is just that he is a lot more laid-back in his attitude than others might expect, or wish to see.

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[b]BIOGRAPHY:[/b][div=height: 150px; width: 350px; overflow-y: scroll; padding-right: 10px;]Wayland doesn't remember his life before joining Firefly much. BioTech has ensured that most of his memories were taken. However, they did make sure to leave the essential parts within him that keeps him moving and loyal to the corporation.

His story starts, or so he believes, in the poorest district of the city. As a young boy he had little means to survive on and robbing others for your bread was a survival tactic. While he was in luck that he didn't have to face the black rain the young Wayland didn't have much to live by, or live for. His life was destined for the path of criminality.

It was with such bad influences that Wayland grew up to become a raider. Kicking in doors for the loan sharks to collect their money. Occasionally he would rob a shop or two with his team, if they needed the extra money. It was a hard and disgraceful life, but Wayland didn't know any better.

That was until one of the raids went terribly wrong. Where most fear for their lives the shopkeeper apparently had decided that they rather wanted to die than to give up their possessions to the loan sharks. An explosion later and Wayland's life as he had known up until that point changed forever.

The next thing Wayland knows is that he woke up anew. Men in suits were waiting for him and spoke of this new life and chance he could have. One where he didn't have to worry about the hunger he experienced as a child. Where he was allowed to live as he wanted as long as he did what they wanted. His primary necessities would be provided for, his life wasn't his own anymore, but at least the male would be liberated from the crimes and poverty he had experienced before. Again, not knowing any better than man accepted, along with the new parts they had made part of his body. There really wasn't much to argue about against the offer given.

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[b]AUGMENTATIONS:[/b][div=height: 100px; width: 350px; overflow-y: scroll; padding-right: 10px;] Wayland only got the most necessary parts of his body replaced with cyberparts along with the required augmentations that the company forces on everyone who joins the Fireflies.

He got his eyes, his left arm, and parts of his face replaced with cyberparts, leaving the rest of his body intact. The new arm that he received is made lightweight on purpose so that the male retains his agility and speed that he was also known for before he had joined Firefly. It equips a built in tazer, but also serves as a gunblade, making it thus usable both ranged and in melee combat.

His eyes are replaced by the required Firefly equipment, where he has received the neon coloured irises from the company that sees whatever he sees as well. An added feature to Wayland's eyes is, which is still in an experimental state, the ability to switch between normal, night, and infra-red vision. All that can be used according to the situation.

At last parts of his face has been replaced as well. It is one of the reasons why he has such an unique facial painting. for Wayland tries to cover up the scars and the spots that aren't 'him' anymore. The only special feature he has received there is a fire igniter at the right side of his face near his mouth. It makes it easier to light up a smoke, but also for old fashioned bombs and fireworks, as he likes to call it. He can retract and hide the igniter in his right cheek, where it will stay safely stored until the need is there to use it. [/div]
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[b]Name:[/b] Wayland Turing
[b]Aliases:[/b]
[b]Codename:[/b] Watchdog
[b]Gender:[/b] Male
[b]Age:[/b] 25

[b]Personality:[/b] Not one to take life too seriously Wayland lives in the moment. He doesn't like to plan ahead, set out a 'definite' path for himself. Nor does he like to look back at his past and wallow over regrets. He takes what he gets and goes on with his life as the moment allows him. Life is wasted by being serious, if you ask him. Too many things to find out, to do, to experience. If there is one definite plan within Wayland's life it is that he wishes to experience everything at least once.

Some would call him an eternal child for that. Never quite settling down on anything, never willing to sit still and listen. With Wayland a serious conversation is nearly impossible. While he is willing to plan and organise he isn't willing to let a grave mood take over. He likes it simple, he likes it airy, and no one can prevent him from making a joke or two. However, that doesn't mean that he doesn't take his missions seriously, which is often greatly misunderstood. It is just that he is a lot more laid-back in his attitude than others might expect, or wish to see.

One notable trait about Wayland is his dry humour, that most don't find funny except from himself, and his constant need to curse. He doesn't mean anything personal with it. Neither does he mean to offend, or come across as aggressive, or angry. It is just simply the language he picked up on since young and a habit he hasn't really founda need to get rid off. Vulgarities are part of his identity, he feels. For someone who had to give up their own identity he likes to maintain the parts that he was allowed to have.

[b]Biography:[/b] Wayland doesn't remember his life before joining Firefly much. BioTech has ensured that most of his memories were taken. However, they did make sure to leave the essential parts within him that keeps him moving and loyal to the corporation.

His story starts, or so he believes, in the poorest district of the city. As a young boy he had little means to survive on and robbing others for your bread was a survival tactic. While he was in luck that he didn't have to face the black rain the young Wayland didn't have much to live by, or live for. His life was destined for the path of criminality.

It was with such bad influences that Wayland grew up to become a raider. Kicking in doors for the loan sharks to collect their money. Occasionally he would rob a shop or two with his team, if they needed the extra money. It was a hard and disgraceful life, but Wayland didn't know any better.

That was until one of the raids went terribly wrong. Where most fear for their lives the shopkeeper apparently had decided that they rather wanted to die than to give up their possessions to the loan sharks. An explosion later and Wayland's life as he had known up until that point changed forever.

The next thing Wayland knows is that he woke up anew. Men in suits were waiting for him and spoke of this new life and chance he could have. One where he didn't have to worry about the hunger he experienced as a child. Where he was allowed to live as he wanted as long as he did what they wanted. His primary necessities would be provided for, his life wasn't his own anymore, but at least the male would be liberated from the crimes and poverty he had experienced before. Again, not knowing any better than man accepted, along with the new parts they had made part of his body. There really wasn't much to argue about against the offer given.

"I'm just your dog. Give me a home and feed me, I will bark when you call me."

[b]Augmentations:[/b] Wayland only got the most necessary parts of his body replaced with cyberparts along with the required augmentations that the company forces on everyone who joins the Fireflies.

He got his eyes, his left arm, and parts of his face replaced with cyberparts, leaving the rest of his body intact. The new arm that he received is made lightweight on purpose so that the male retains his agility and speed that he was also known for before he had joined Firefly. It equips a built in tazer, but also serves as a gunblade, making it thus usable both ranged and in melee combat.

His eyes are replaced by the required Firefly equipment, where he has received the neon coloured irises from the company that sees whatever he sees as well. An added feature to Wayland's eyes is, which is still in an experimental state, the ability to switch between normal, night, and infra-red vision. All that can be used according to the situation.

At last parts of his face has been replaced as well. It is one of the reasons why he has such an unique facial painting. for Wayland tries to cover up the scars and the spots that aren't 'him' anymore. The only special feature he has received there is a fire igniter at the right side of his face near his mouth. It makes it easier to light up a smoke, but also for old fashioned bombs and fireworks, as he likes to call it. He can retract and hide the igniter in his right cheek, where it will stay safely stored until the need is there to use it.

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Macondo; Taviraj; Quattrocento Sans;
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THE MOON.
Amaris Mooney

Nicknames // Moon, Ama, Ris, Lady of Whispers
Gender // Female
Species // Human
Age // 22
Appearance // Art by Hiba_tan

Stats.

Strength
Perception
Endurance
Charisma
Intelligence
Agility
Luck
Arcana

Inventory //
Meditation stones (small)
Incense
Diary
Swiss Army knife
Lighter
Blanket
Sleep medications
■■■■ 4
■■■■■■■ 7
■■■■ 4
■■■■■■ 6
■■■■■■ 6
■■■■ 4
■■ 2
■■■■■■■ 7

Granola bars
Bottled water
Charger + powerbank
Smartphone
Wet napkins
ballpointers
Sticky notes
Spare clothes

Arcana

Tarot Depiction // The Moon
Symbol of Choice // Crescent moon

Arcana // Pathiokinesis
At the very core her arcana powers focuses on emotional manipulation. Amaris is able to tap in and out of the emotions of her own and those surrounding her, either enhancing them or decreasing their effects. She can't create a new emotion, however unlike popular thought. Amaris only gets to work with emotions that already exist, negative and positive. She can increase bravado, breed animosity, however she can't create love, but instead only encourage it. The receiver and she herself need to have a seed of the emotion already, aware or unaware, before Amaris is able to perceive and tap into them.

// Doubts and Delusions
Encouraged by an instinct for survival Amaris is exceptionally in tune with the emotions of anxieties. As such doubt is the only emotion she is capable of 'creating'. She can tap into the anxieties of the crowd or a specific person and amplify them, effectively controlling them at their weakest spots. Often Amaris opts for a subtle route, where the victim grows weary and delusional in the long term. In this strategy Amaris feeds them their fears and anxieties in smaller portions, almost like whispers making it seem like a normal degradation of the mental stability. She can, however also make it crash at once, tumbling down her victims into a wave of depression ad effectively crippling them in all mental and emotional means.

// Dreams
The function of dreaming is often said to be needed to analyse, regulate, explain, or remember. To Amaris it just means more vulnerabilities that she can tap into. As part of both her long term and fast approach Amaris can manipulate the sort of dreams one may dream. Whether it will be filled with their own doubts and anxieties, or if they will dream of glory and wake up confident. This is also the most invasive power, as Amaris is capable of entering the dreams to find out about their dearest memories or deepest fears.

Personalia

Personality // Amaris is a person of high empathy, naturally understanding and easily swept up in emotion. Along with an instinct and tendency to help and aid those in pain Amaris finds it difficult to separate herself from the situation, often loading up more responsibilities that are not hers to carry. Despite her heightened perception to pick up on emotions and read people Amaris often has herself easily convinced to help more than she should, making her susceptible for abuse despite all her heightened senses.

Ever since the knowledge of the arcana came to her Amaris hasn't uttered a truth. Neither has she lied. She just goes in circles, talking herself around the situation and never answering questions. Where she was once a warm and sociable character the arcana has turned Amaris into a distant and wary person. Unsure of what the world is planning for her and unsure of what the whole arcana will mean Amaris has turned extremely careful, preferring to hide herself than to be seen. Keeping herself an unknown factor is as of current her strategy until she knows and understands who can be trusted and what the new world will be like.

Brief History // In seventeen days of time the world as she had known was gone. For a girl like Amaris that is an absolute disaster. For seventeen days Amaris felt absolutely out of the world, experiencing each and every fear from childhood to adulthood multiplied by ten all at once and following up one after another. It is unclear to her how much of it was a dream and what was reality, as the horrors all bled into each other in the darkness, attacking her and shaking her from the deepest core. When the seventeen days passed and the darkness seemed to fade another horror struck her. If her mind didn't wash away the female that she was once it was the destruction and decay that she faced of what she had once trusted.

With all her loved ones dead, or presumed to be dead and new found talents that she didn't know she had before Amaris was alone to face a world with even less rhyme and rule than the one she had grown up in. She joined groups, knowing that she wouldn't survive alone, but would leave them soon enough as soon as she felt threatened or discord happened. Amaris has started to live entirely for herself and herself alone, leaving much of herself as a former spectre of the past.
 
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Name still lives at their parents' house despite their age. Pursued no education after graduating from high school. Stays at home mostly and has few friends. Spends most of their time online or at their job in the grocery store.

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Name shows excellent understanding in the judicial system of the Republic of China. Their performances as part of the jury have impressed the courts for their sharp questions and deep understanding of the values and morals of the legal system in China.


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Citizen Credit System

The Citizen Credit System (CCS) is a reputation system that scales the citizen over four fields, aiming to encourage good and just behaviour through rewards and the accessibility of privileges. With the introduction of CCS criminal activity has gone down and community has improved. Reports has also shown that community participation has improved and that the measurement of happiness amongst citizens have raised since the start of the CCS.

In each field nine points can be earned at a maximum and zero at a minimum called credits. The credit of citizens is tracked through a chip implanted in the wrist of their right hand, which can be used to swipe past special platforms that reads their score. The citizen credit is represented into four number, representing the four spectrums in which the citizen can earn points in. The four fields over which each citizen will be rated at are:
Political integrity - 1000 Keeps track of and measures the political and sociological beliefs of the citizen. Voting history is tracked and so will be the participation in certain movements and the coalition with groups. The membership of fraternities and involvement with radicals can affect the score. Taking everything into account it is then weighed and measured to see what sort of threat the citizen may pose towards the government. It goes without saying that those who vote for anarchy are more likely to score low.

Economic credibility - 0100 Traced here is the ability of the citizen to budget and their trustworthiness with loans. Outstanding debts will bring down the score, but that may be improved by paying off the debts and by moderate budgeting. Failure to pay within a timely manner can hurt the score again, while purchasing power can increase the score as well. Active participation into the labour market and earning a full wage are favourable over the inability to retain a job.

Social integration - 0010 Rates the citizen depending on the relationships they have, the social circles they are involved in and what crowd they hang with. Encouraging networking and discouraging street youths is one way to up the social integration. An unique feature of the social aspect of the CCS is the rating system that is accessible to every citizen. Upon meeting citizens are allowed to rate each other one to five stars, editable at any new meeting that occurs. This popularity rating encourages meaningful encounters and leaving good first impressions which are needed as well to boost the credit system.

Judicial credibility - 0001 In here any encounters with the legal system are registered. The score here is a grade given to reflect the supposed understanding of the legal system by the citizens. Important factors are fulfilling their duties and plights, but also their understanding of their rights and boundaries. Past convictions brings the number down and so do legal disputes.

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Edith Gerhardt
Edith Jillian Gerhardt

Bisexual | Female | Animal Vendor
27 | 5'7 feet | 127 lbs [/center]

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Serial Killer.
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The Story
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When the first murder happened in a sleepy and peaceful town the inhabitants mourned. They had believed the death to be an accidental one, or one done out of revenge. When another victim fell, however, they started to fear. Paranoia settled in, the town shaking as a string of murders occurred. The murders were all sadistic in their nature, and undiscriminating in its targets. Each one of them gruesome, brutal, and random. It was as if the murderer was taunting them, challenging the people to find out who the monster behind the murders were. No one knew who had done it, or why the victims had to die. They just knew that any of them could be next. Fingers started to point at each other, accusing outcasts, loved ones, and newcomers. Everyone was a suspect, unless they were murdered themselves.

An old friend
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A decade passed since the last random murder happened and the town has since calmed down. The community, however, is still carrying the scars, with old friendships tarnished and relationships ripped apart. Many still carry the wounds of the murders that are still unsolved. Despite the peace returning the townspeople could never go back to sleep.

Some had left the town, wishing to leave behind the horrors that had occurred there. Others secluded themselves, while another group never gave up in their search. It was almost as if they were obsessed by the cold cases. However, all of them are somehow connected to the string of murders that happened a decade ago when an invitation falls in the mail. It was an invitation that promised the return of an old friend that no one wants.

The Game
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After a decade the culprit is back in town. However, this time for a slightly different reason than to mock and murder. Promising each one of the invited players closure the murderer promises to reveal themselves. That is, on the condition that everyone will participate in a little game of catch. Old suspects, retired officers, and survivors are all drummed back together in the old town that will be their stage. While the enthusiasm to participate in the game varies between the players, the culprit makes it clear that no one can prematurely leave the game without their consent.



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That background noise code is pretty but CRAZY

  
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The fuck did I get myself into?

  
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Pretty sure that the stabs would be easier. Or stabbing.

  
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Holy shit do I hate coding.

  
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I do like the look of this tho.

  
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But we gotta do something about that r i d i c u l o u s noise background code

  
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Oh wait I need a longer sentence of course. Eugh. Well, fun fact! The code for the lighter text is #666666. This template is based on the Cold Case Diary which is a site dedicated to the investigation to find out who betrayed Anne Frank. The investigation is led by a former FBI agent. He is one of the many who makes an attempt. I'm following the story, yes. I'm a nerd like that, I guess. So far nothing too interesting popped up in the diary, but we can hope. Maybe he will actually be able to figure out who betrayed Anne Frank and the rest of the hiders.

 
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Cormorant Garamond; Metamorphous;
art by: still looking...
Saree Nett
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Race: Half-elf

Appearance: Tall, dark and handsome fits Saree's description. A solemn looking lanky man he is, at first glance seemingly clumsy as he has inherited the long limbs of the elves, but none of their grace in his step. Due to many worries in his life the man is rarely found with an expression other than contemplation, making it hard to approach him as he always seems occupied. At least it adds some 'mystique' to his character, because his words certainly hide very little.

Personality: Moody, that would be the first word that pops up first when thinking of Saree. There are a few things in life that the half-elf takes pleasure from and none of them are found in the company of others. He would claim so himself; he detests company and much prefers to be by himself and his books. However, his actions often show otherwise. While he poises himself to stand above the rest, the infamous objectivity and arrogance of the elves well-inherited, the man does have a hard time to turn his head away when help is needed.

Incapable to leave alone the helpless it is a running gag with Saree to begrudgingly help those he sees in need. Though he always makes it sound like he had no choice but to help, or that he was forced to help, there is a part of him that seeks acceptation. All of this hidden under a thick layer of blunt words and so-called self-interest. One would never be able to get Saree to accept and admit his kindness.

Blunt, would be another word to describe Saree and not even unintentionally or tactlessly so. Saree has enough social points and common sense to know that he could start a barfight by just mentioning a dwarf's hairy mom. And that makes it all the more hurtful, knowing that he is intentionally provoking and pushing both friend and foe from him. It is cruel to especially those who value him, but the most cruel Saree is to himself alone forcing himself into solitude.

Short Summary: No one born as a Nett lives a long life. Saree knows and grew up knowing that. With their accelerated healing in combination with their mark the people up and surrounding them need very little urging to use and abuse them. The fact that the Nett family tends to live by the rule that all life is valued they do tend to be self-sacrificial. It is why Saree’s aunt passed away so young, infamous for her extensive knowledge and kindness. It is why his grandfather died even before his first grandchild was born, or the firstborn married. Yet, despite that knowledge none have ever pulled away from their fate and the cause behind it.

Saree was no different in that regard. Mellow and meek as a child he was a frequent target for bullies. It is probably what threw him into his solitude by choice later on in life. The boy devoted himself completely into his future and studies, believing that one day he would earn the respect and recognition.

Nothing was less true, however. Growing up Saree only found self-serving figures who didn’t care for his family or him. In a way it felt as if the world was against him, uncaring in whether they lived or died. It was at that point that Saree made the most seflish choice in life. Rejecting his supposed fate he went into seclusion instead under the nom that he wished to acquire all knowledge there was.

Which brings us to the present. Still in solitude and still rejecting Saree has spent his years refining his skills, thinking of himself as comfortable. However a weird sort of feeling injected itself into his life. One called hope and a wanderlust was stirred awake.

Class: Middle
Layer: Tier 2 - The Ringed City

Motivation: Perhaps that one thick book did hurt his brain, or the people finally got to the last bit of his sanity. However, somewhere deep within Saree believes that the wanted girl could help free Inferia and if not at least offer a new start. Perhaps he is hoping for some sort of apocalypse, or some other doom to befall upon him. In any case, something reckless stirred within this half-elf and he acted upon it, finding it quite hard to believe that he is the one seeking out the company of someone else.

Mark & Magic: Over the palm of his hand a pattern extends towards his pointy finger, what the exact phrase is Saree has no clue of, but he knows vaguely that the meaning behind the symbols is "to draw". It is an inherited power from which his ancestors built off their reputation from. His magic is activated through touch by tracing a pattern on skin or surface that somehow instinctively drifts up to his mind.
Weaver: The spell that has brought his family the comfort they live in now. All members of the Nett family are capable of basic healing magic, from which 'Weaver' is the most well-known. The most common usage of the spell is to close up wounds by tracing over the injury in a stitching pattern. When it are smaller wounds they can be completely healed without a trace. More grievous wounds may only be fastened up in the healing process, or still leave behind gnarly scars. It all depends on the health of the practitioner which is in this case Saree.

Drawer: Instinctively a symbol will flow into the view of his mind's eye. Drawing that with a clear intention of its purpose can help activate the magic needed. Saree isn't entirely sure how it works and it is still mostly trial and error from his side. However, one successful usage of this spell is by drawing a speed rune on the tip of his arrow, accelerating its path and making the weapon much more lethal once it fired off towards its target.

Binder: By drawing a matching symbol on both the receiver and himself Saree is able to form a contract between the receiver and him. This allows for the receiver to tap into Saree's energy and accelerated healing abilities. In return it gives Saree access to the location and condition of the receiver should they not be near. The bond exists for as long as the drawn symbol remains visible on the skin, but the needed risks are attached to it. Forging such a bond puts Saree in a significant risk as he may carry over any injury the receiver receives. And if the receiver happens to die, so will Saree's life end. Luckily that only counts for the receiver upon Saree and not the other way around. If Saree were to die first, or gets injured none of that will affect the other.

Skills/Weaponry:
Accelerated Healing: Alike to the rest of his family Saree enjoys the ability of accelerated health. It is one of the reasons why the man doesn’t mind transferring injuries to himself knowing that he will heal faster than others. There is a drawback to it, however. Overuse wears the body down fast and without the proper rest given life expectancy can be cut short. Saree will have to find a balance between carrying and caring.

Medical Knowledge: As is only fitting to the sort of magic he possesses and the profession he holds Saree is trained and has studied in order to aid and treat the health.

Marksman: Perhaps his only joy in life is to draw a bow. Though he never entered combat —and believes himself to likely never do so either— Saree likes to think himself a capable ranger. As a hobbyist he is quite capable, able to hit all his marks. How this will be utilised in the fields is to be seen.
 
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Cormorant Garamond; Metamorphous;
Saree Nett
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Storms lie. A breeze it becomes. A breath it ends.
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Posting Speed
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Intermediate, Adept, Advanced, Adaptable
Genders You Prefer Playing
No Preferences
Playing Style- Passive or Aggressive
Both, depending how much there is going on already.
Favorite Genres
Tragedy, Psychological, Historical, Steampunk, Mystery, Thriller, Sci-fi, see tag list for more...
Genre You DON'T Like
Romance
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Nemopedia

Storms lie. A breeze it becomes. A breath it ends.
SECURITY DEPARTMENT
The blubbing encyclopedia
Roleplay Invitations
Group Roleplays, One on One Roleplays
Posting Speed
Slow As Molasses
My Usual Online Time
GMT +1/2 | CET/CEST | Random, mostly on my phone
Writing Levels
Intermediate, Adept, Advanced, Adaptable
Genders You Prefer Playing
No Preferences
Playing Style- Passive or Aggressive
Both, depending how much there is going on already.
Favorite Genres
Tragedy, Psychological, Historical, Steampunk, Mystery, Thriller, Sci-fi, see tag list for more...
Genre You DON'T Like
Romance
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Template made for @DayDreamer. Inspiration found on Priori Incantatem. Original designer @Wicked. Template adapted to suit Iwakuroleplay. Down below the code sheet can be found, hidden.
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Nemopedia

Storms lie. A breeze it becomes. A breath it ends.
SECURITY DEPARTMENT
The blubbing encyclopedia
Roleplay Invitations
Group Roleplays, One on One Roleplays
Posting Speed
Slow As Molasses
My Usual Online Time
GMT +1/2 | CET/CEST | Random, mostly on my phone
Writing Levels
Intermediate, Adept, Advanced, Adaptable
Genders You Prefer Playing
No Preferences
Playing Style- Passive or Aggressive
Both, depending how much there is going on already.
Favorite Genres
Tragedy, Psychological, Historical, Steampunk, Mystery, Thriller, Sci-fi, see tag list for more...
Genre You DON'T Like
Romance
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#instagraminspired Not sure where I'm going with this. I guess it could be a roleplay template of sorts? #suddenurge #coding

  
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