Nanba Prison (Nanbaka RP Group) discussion

Ze place where you create your characters that are on the guards side.

Note there will only be 3-4 guards per Building. To keep things more faithful to the show. Guards will be inherently very strong and are not able to all be beaten. A "Hajime" Guard. (The head guard of the building. Will essentially always be able to re capture a prisoner. Or atleast reason with them to get back in the cell.)

Name: Yoi Lycoris
Age: 24
Sexuality: Straight

Appearance:

With a cheery smile, a mature posture, and a pleasant aroma. Yoi seems like the perfect little lady. A little bit on the taller side at 5'8'' she can attract a bit of attention to herself in the way she likes to tease the other guards and prisoners. With feminen charm and wile and her side it's a wonder she hasn't tried modeling. Although, no matter how beautiful she is, anyone who knows her tends to fear that kind little smile she likes to put on.
Hair: White
Eyes: Red
Skin: Slightly pale
Style: A typical black guard outfit.

Personality: Yoi is the devil in disguise. She has a kind smile, a soft speaking voice, and a friendly personality that she shows off to all the guards and good prisoners. Many people can recall her warm and pleasant smile to be one of the best parts of their day. She's just a happy woman who does her best to make other smile, so it isn't a surprise to find that others can come to fear her when they see her dark side. You see, Yoi hates criminals, and hates the ones in jail who aren't repenting for their sins while in jail. She just relishes the feeling of tormenting, torturing, and harming the prisoners to the point that she could be considered a sadist with only a particular group of people that really gets her sadism growing. Many people even grow afraid of Yoi after watching just how cruel she can be to prisoners, her sadism a stark contrast to her pleasant side.

History: Yoi was born to a rather pleasant family. Her father was a cop while her mother was a teacher. The two loved each other dearly, and loved their child greatly as well. Their life was simple and happy, and Yoi loved it. She listened to stories about her father's job, and learned a great deal from her mother. Her father's stories inspiring You to be strong, while her mother's teaching helped her to grow into a smart young lady. She felt her life couldn't get any better, so when her life took a turn for the worse it devastated her.

While spending a night at her friend's house, Yoi was spared from when both her father and mother were murdered inside their home. Yoi was devastated to find out that her father had been murdered because he had arrested someone else the night before. The man wanting to get revenge for the fact his friend was going to prison now. While her father had been murdered in revenge, her mother had been offed because she was a witness, the murder thinking he had gotten away with the crime had not noticed the neighbors witness him break in. The murderer was caught soon after, and many of the people involved told the young Yoi that justice would be served, but she didn't feel the punishment was good enough.

There was a hole deep inside Yoi that couldn't be filled after the murder of her family. Nothing felt right anymore. Just prison? They would only be sent to prison for killing her family? No, no! They deserved much, MUCH, worse. The man who killed her family deserved to go through living hell. No, not just the man who hurt her family, all people in prison deserved to go through hell for breaking the law. They lost their privileges for being human the day they got arrested!

After making this deduction she decided to go become a prison guard. She would become a prison guard and would show all the prisoners of the world a true level of hell on earth. They did something wrong to someone else, and as such deserved to feel the full force of pain they caused to those they harmed. Once Yoi was old enough she became a guard at her local prison. Her sparkly personality contrasted greatly with the gruff and mean prisoners, but they all soon learned not to mess with her. The young woman not hesitating once to discipline a prisoner for just so much as looking at her wrong. She grew notoriously cruel to those who were in the prison, but that notoriety only helped to do one thing. Get her a recommendation into Nanba.

It seemed that Yoi's determination to become a correctional officer and to punish the wicked prisoners made her an intense force to be reconnected with. Her sadistic tendencies towards old prisoners made her scare many of them straight, and her kind personality when dealing with non-prisoners could help make it seem like the prison was running smoothly. She was given a job as a subordinate to one of the head guards in hopes of become a head guard herself one day.

Ability: The sadist's strength.
Specifics: Despite looking like a soft and kind hearted girl, Yoi is cruel to her prisoners, and can handle some of the tougher once through her sheer strength alone. Many of the prisoners are scared of her smiling face, as that's the last thing many of them see before being sent to the infirmary. Although it seems her strength only comes to her when she's in the mood to crack a prisoner's skull. When she's not doing that she's actually rather fragile.

Theme Song: None
Other:

Name: Teela Yan
Age: 21
Sexuality: Straight

Appearance:

Teela has a rather odd air to herself. Even if she is 5'7'' with good proportions for one her age, she can't shake off a few things to put her as one of the most prettyiest guards in Nanba. This is because of her rather lack of trying. Her hair is always a fluffy mess, her clothes just barley passing inspection, and a face that's always frowning could deture people from wanting to speak to her.
Hair:Light Grey in some areas, Dark Grey/Black in others
Eyes: Green
Skin: Cream
Style: A typical guard outfit, but grey

Personality: Teela is a no nonsense kind of girl. She gets her job done, and that's it. She isn't worried about making friends, getting it in good with the boss, or some day getting a promotion. She just does her job as she is told, and takes what is given to her at the time. Although, despite her obedience to work, she is not a workaholic. In fact, she is rather lazy when she's not working. Nothing seems to drive this woman past getting her next paycheck, yet her lack of speaking her mind makes her focus hard on her work no matter how much she says she doesn't want to do it. She seems almost emotionally stunted in many ways. Either trying to avoid a conversation all together when spoken to, or sometimes doing something strange when a conversation drags on too long, and whenever she ends up embarrassing herself she'll end up running away with bright red cheeks. Teela is just an awkward woman who just happens to be good at her job. Maybe somebody in Nanba prison can help pull her out of her shell?

History: Teela was never a very active girl, nor a very social one. She didn't have many friends in her first few years of school, but was one of the top in the class due to the fact she worked so hard. She was always one of the first to finish the work, and the last one to go outside and play if something needed to be done. Many people tried to count her as a smart young girl, but in actuality Teela was just doing what she felt was right. Kinda of just going with the flow of what felt right. Sadly though, this only helped to distance poor Teela from her peers. After all, who wanted to hang out with the weird girl who always stared at people awkwardly instead of talking? She was labeled a book worm, and she was thought of to just be another shy girl whose only real skill relied in her brain abilities, but Teela proved that to be false once middle school hit.

Just like before how Teela showed her intelligence in class, she showed great aptitude for sports and athleticism as well. Just as her grades in school has been amazing, so too was her skill on the field. She could run, lift, and throw farther than any of the other students, while also keeping one of the highest gpas in the school. She was like the perfect little girl, and people seemed to hate her for that. Teela seemed to do well in every field that she participated in, and was showing up practically everyone else in the field. There was one or two people there that were better than her in one skill, but she would either surpass them as time went on, or just beat them in every other aspect so it looked like a single win in a sea of losses.

By the time she hit high school she was loathed by almost everyone. Who wanted to hang around someone so much better than them? She was shunned, hissed at, and bullied out of most social groups. Teela may have been the perfect student and athlete, but she was the worst in one of the most important parts of being a human. Socialization. Through a mix of her own faults, and the fact everyone had been shunning her for years, Teela never had the time to really get any friends or learn how to talk to people who weren't her parents. She grew to be a rather closed individual, and started to participate in less extra circular events. With her out of the way the other students started to shine, and even forget that she even existed (even if deep down they all knew Teela could come back and just be on top again). Yet despite all the other kids now being the front runners, Teela's track record still stood, and she was nominated for a scholarship to any college she wanted. A scholarship she was afraid of taking.

She was partly afraid because she didn't want the other students to start hating her again, and partly because she didn't know what she wanted to do. For all her skills she didn't have a single friend, hobby, or interest. She was just the girl who was good at everything. She wanted to just run away, to not go to college and just find some far of job in some forgotten town, but her parents wouldn't let her. Instead, since she couldn't decide on a job she wanted based off of her interest, she just chose a job at random and took the required classes needed to become said job. That job ended up being a correctional officer.

Teela, of course, passed through college with flying colors, and, of course, passed her training with flying colors. She was a prodigy and many of the people around her held a great amount of respect for her ability. Even if her lack of social skills made it hard for anyone to get close to her. Teela instead was put in one of the worlds top prisons right away due to her recommendations, but even at that prison she continued to shine. She shined so brightly in fact she was even suggested to be placed in Nanba prison with the rest of the highly trained guards.

It was hear that Teela's life started to change. For all her skills, for all her brains, for all her strength. For once in her life she wasn't the one on top. She wasn't the best prison guard, she wasn't the smartest prison guard. She was just a good one. One good enough to be a subordinate to the head guard, but still far from being able to surpass the head guard. It was an enlightening feeling, knowing that she wasn't the best in the world. She felt afraid here. Afraid she may lose her job to someone else, afraid that she could actually make a mistake here, and she loved it. For once in her life she felt challenged, that she could grow as a person, that maybe here people wouldn't think she was perfect, and hate her for it. Teela loved working at Nanba prison, even if she isn't able to properly voice it.

Ability: The lonely prodigy.
Specifics: Teela is strong, fast, and smart. Her level of skill in any task she puts her mind to is amazing. While others may have one or two skills they excel in, Teela excels in almost anything she does. Her immense skill in everything makes her a deadly force to be reckoned with, but she has one glaring weakness. She is socially inept. She doesn't fully understand what's okay and not okay to do around others, and tends to find it hard to properly voice what she needs to say. As such she can be flustered and embarrassed easily when faced with awkward social interactions, so flustered in fact she find's it hard to even move or act. Allowing any prisoner a good amount of time to escape before she peruses.

Theme Song: None
Other:

Name: Alea Modesta
Age: 23
Sexuality: Straight

Appearance:

Standing at 5'4'' and wearing glasses. Alea could come off as that cute bookworm you meat in highschool that blossumed into a fine and mature woman, but never really got out of her shy faze, so she never truely tried her best to dress just as beauiful as she could look. Instead choosing a modest style of dress, and the modest/shy posture that made you fall for her in the first place.
Hair: White
Eyes: Golden Yellow
Skin: Light cream
Style: A typical guard outfit.

Personality: Alea is far too shy to be working at a prison. She jumps easily, hates looking people in the eye, and can't stand it when people are mad at her. Despite now being an adult with a job, she tends to cry when people are mad at her and may even tear up if people say even one bad thing about her. Her self esteem is fragile, her body is fragile, and she tends to be considered the weakest guard in the entirety of Nanba. Yet, despite her soft and fragile nature she has her uses. She is incredibly good with paper work and has a knack for programming and technology that allows her to help with any tech problems her block ends up with. Her role is not in the spot light, nor is it with the guards. Instead she is comfortable to be in her own little world away from everyone else to do her job and help the prison stay in shape.

History: Alea was always a shy little girl. From a young age she had trouble dealing with attention being on her. Even so much so that she was afraid to talk with her other siblings if it required her to speak to more than one at a time. She clung to her mother since even after she could walk, and the girl was known to never try any new things. Their parents feared that their daughter may end up too scared to try anything in her life, and grow as a person, but once school started a rather observant teacher gave their parents a suggestion.

Instead of trying to get their daughter to go out to try new things, why not let her try something she could do in the comfort of her home? It seemed little Alea loved to tinker with things and see how they work. Their daughter was quite smart and could figure out little mechanical toys easily. She loved taking them apart and putting them back together. Seeing this as a chance to increase their daughter's confidence they did their best to help grow Alea's interest in mechanical things. As the young girl grew older she became a natural tinkerer despite her young age. It seemed her life's destiny was point towards being an inventor of some sorts, but a little ad on tv changed her life's path forever.

While sitting at home one day Alea saw an add for a mechanical robot that you could control with a remote control. Begging her parents to buy her one, she jumped for joy when they reluctantly agreed to buy their daughter such an expensive item. Alea, of course, was happy when the robot came in, and only played with it for an hour before her real urge to delve deep inside it and see how it worked took over her. When she opened up the robot she was clearly confused. She knew the ins and outs of what made the robot move physically, but for the life of her could not understand how it moved on its own accord. Yes there was a controller, but the controller was not physically connected to the robot, so how could it move? This was when her father told her about the wonders of electronics and programming, and Alea's life was changed forever.

Her little tinkering and mechanical wonder was turned towards programming as well. She became almost fanatical about programming, robotics, and everything else to do with technology. The young girl now devoting all of her free time to this new passion of her (not that the shy girl had many friends to distract her from this passion of hers anyways). Alea's rabid pursuit of learning how everything worked made her rather intelligent when it came to robotics, programming, and mechanical classes. Despite being only in high school age she was already taking advanced college courses in those fields simply because she wanted to learn more and more about those subjects. Even going so far as to build up and program her own robots from time to time just to show how far her skills had taken her. Her amazing talent in robotics, programming, and mechanics made her a prime target for many colleges, but it also landed her the attention of Nanba prison, who wanted to hone her talents to have her one day help build up the prison security to a new level. Thinking she would have access to the world's top technology (it is the world's most technologically advanced prison after all) she took the job, a decision she soon came to regret when she realized she wouldn't be starting near the top with all the other researchers.

Oh no. Little old Alea would need to start at the bottom. Why? Because before she could help improve the prison, she would need to understand the prison and how it works. Meaning she would need to start out as a simple guard. The sheer thought of interacting with prisoners scared Alea, but she wouldn't back down. She had a chance to get her hands on the world's most finest technology, and to put her mark on the world by showing just what she could do when given the proper materials to make something great! So if that meant dealing with prisoners that scared her, higher up guards that terrified her, and even having to live so far from home? She would do it! Even with all her fear Alea does her best to do her job well. Being so tech savy she has taken the role of tech support for her cell block, and is currently in the works of trying to plan out write out a new program for the surveillance systems in her cell block. Even if Alea still has plenty of years being stuck as a simple guard before they consider allowing her to be on the research team, that doesn't stop her from trying to invent new ways to help the prison function better.

Ability: Tech Savy
Specifics: Alea is amazing when it comes to any forms of technology and mechanics from writing programs to building robots she has great skill and understanding for everything technology. Even if she currently doesn't have the funds to actually do anything like build a robot or build a new camera.

Theme Song: None
Other:

Approved!

Name: Hijikata Tamakuru
Age: 35
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Rank: Head Guard
Building: Building 13

Appearance:

Hair: Brown thin spikes, thinning towards his shoulders. A light, stylized goatee on his chin.
Eyes: Blue-gray. Sometimes he wears reading glasses over them.
Skin: Pale.
Style: Casually businesslike, for a prison warden. He'll wear the buttonup, the vest, the slacks, but... well, not necessarily a uniform. He's constantly criticized by his peers for showing up 'sloppy', even though he usually looks clean and crisp.

Personality: Hijikata is calm and quiet, as constant as a boulder, immovable by the wind. He is often criticized for being too kind to the inmates under his care, but usually can quickly discover the line that will force the people under his hand to remain put, whether that be intrinsic motivation or extrinsic. He is not opposed to using force, even deadly force, but is sympathetic to the needs of those under his jurisdiction. To the reasonable, he is reasonable. And to the unreasonable... Well, they won't be unreasonable long.

History: Hijikata has had experience with prisoners all his life. His father was arrested for murdering his mother, and he was granted visitation once every week, by a negligent member of the court. Slowly, he grew to despise these times of visitation. His father would talk on and on about the murder, trying to justify his actions and plead for his son's forgiveness, other times verbally abusing his child for judging him, for being unable to forgive the monster. The crime his father committed devoured the man and tainted the childhood of the child. Hijikata immediately made his plans, plans to become a court judge.

However, then he was attacked after an guilty verdict. He'd condemned a man to life in prison for breaking into an art facility and defacing billions of priceless art, shattering vases, spray painting ancient tapestries and paintings, and dealing near-fatal blows to the security guard on duty.

The person who attacked him was the man's wife. She had the power to expand any part of her body and smash it into people. He has been trained in many various attack and defense martial arts, so he fared well overall. He, of course, having his first experience with someone with such a power... discovered his nullification ability, keeping her hand the size of her own body, as she shrieked and tried to bring it back to size. At that moment, a police officer took out a katana and sliced the hand cleanly from the woman's body.

This show of Hijikata's skills facing down and immobilizing criminals... He was begged to come lead the 13th building of Nanba Prison. Solely off of Merit. That was eight years ago. His predecessor had been murdered by an inmate, who was subsequently issued the death penalty by his home country. He's keenly aware that he wears a target on his face at all times.

Ability: Nullification
Specifics: Hijikata has power beyond what people mostly expect. He can nullify the abilities of the prisoners under him, merely by focusing on them. You can usually tell when he does this, because he lowers his chin and stares intensely at the person he is disabling.
Other:

"I was given the ability to sleep. I shall use it to my fullest abilities."


Ｂａｓｉｃｓ
│ Nᴀᴍᴇ │ Tatsuya Naoki
│ Nᴀᴍᴇ ᴍᴇᴀɴɪɴɢ │(view spoiler)[Tatsuya- possessing wisdom and longevity
Naoki- honest tree
(hide spoiler)]
│ Nɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ │ Ki-te {kEy-tea}}, Suya
(view spoiler)[ He’s been called Ki-te since as long as he can remember (which isn’t far). The name is similar to the word kitty which is what the prisoners have begun to view him as (hide spoiler)]



│ Aɢᴇ │21
│ Dᴀᴛᴇ ᴏғ Bɪʀᴛʜ │ February 28th
│ Tɪᴍᴇ ᴏғ Bɪʀᴛʜ │5:00pm
│ Pʟᴀᴄᴇ ᴏғ Bɪʀᴛʜ │ Tokyo, Japan
│ Zᴏᴅɪᴀᴄ │ Pisces



│ Bᴜɪʟᴅɪɴɢ Nᴜᴍʙᴇʀ﹕│ 13
│ Gᴜᴀʀᴅ Rᴀɴᴋɪɴɢ ﹕│ Subordinate Guard




│ Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ Rᴏʟᴇ │ Male
│ Bɪʀᴛʜ Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ │ Male
│ Sᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ │ Pansexual
│ Pʀᴇsᴇɴᴛ Sᴛᴀᴛᴜs │ Single
│ Pᴀsᴛ Rᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘs │ None



│ Tʜᴇᴍᴇ Sᴏɴɢ: │

│ Fᴀᴍɪʟʏ │
│ Pᴀʀᴇɴᴛs │
Name Tatsuya Akasuki
Relation » Mother |◦54 » ◦| Status » Alive

Name Tatsuya Jiro
Relation » Father |◦ 51 » ◦| Status » Alive

│ Sɪʙʟɪɴɢs │

Name Tatsuya Suzuki
Relation » Sister |◦ 16 » ◦| Status » Alive
|Image|: (view spoiler)[ (hide spoiler)]

|Other|

Name Avaline Fawkes
Relation » Family-Warden|◦ » ◦| Status » Alive

Name
Relation » Cousin- Warden’s Daughter◦ » ◦| Status » Alive





"I don’t care how people see me. If they leave me alone to sleep and laze around, I will be happy."


Ａｐｐｅａｒａｎｃｅ
│ Iᴍᴀɢᴇ │



│ Hᴀɪʀ │ Black
│ Eʏᴇs │Blackish-grey

│ Cᴏᴍᴘʟᴇxɪᴏɴ │ Pale and flawless appearance… how… no one knows. Not even he.
│ Bᴜɪʟᴅ │ Meek, skinny dude with no muscle or fat. He is basically just skin and bones. Doesn’t help that he isn’t that tall, just above the average height for men at 5’7”
│ Fᴀᴄᴇ Cʟᴀɪᴍ │ Tanaka-kun
│ Dɪsɢᴜɪsɪɴɢ ᴍᴀʀᴋɪɴɢs│ N/A




"My only goal is to be listless. I am fortunate the people around me adapt to suit my needs. But most of them are loud-I can’t sleep in that condition. It’s torture."




Ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌ
│ Oᴄᴄᴜᴘᴀᴛɪᴏɴ﹕│

He’s a guard- every other job he got fired from… for lack of effort and work he put into it. Which was little to none.

│ Hᴏʙʙɪᴇs﹕│

He sleeps, eats and lazes around. He doesn’t do anything. He sometimes will watch Tv or listen to music but he has no initiative to do anything.

│ Aʙɪʟɪᴛɪᴇs﹕│

Listlessness. (He doesn’t have any abilities).

│ Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ │

Naoki is well known for being more of a pet, a cat to be more precise, than a guard at the prison.
Naoki was never the energetic or expressive person. He is rather bland, dull, blank expressions and usual just looks sleepy. He doesn’t have much ambition and it’s a task to get him to do anything he doesn’t want to do (especially if it involved a lot of work to do). Despite, he’s surprisingly blunt and direct, unafraid to voice his opinions or what is on his mind. Though, there isn’t much he is thinking about-besides the best ways to be listless. He isn’t the most intelligent person (though he isn’t an idiot), he just doesn’t put any effort into learning and he can’t see possible cause and effects- getting the big picture. Due to this, he is rather naïve and vulnerable. It’s easy to convince him to do something as soon as you know what makes him tick. Which is sleeping, eating and quiet peace. Bribe him with something and it’s likely he’ll attempt to accomplish what you want him to (it will be done slowly and poorly however). He is a very vulnerable person. He trusts way too easily and will generally go with the flow. He requires a lot of affection, despite the distance that is placed (often) between him and everyone. However, he doesn’t have any self-awareness and no urge to protect himself from other people. He has other goals in mind. Due to this, he constantly needs to be watched and looked after. Otherwise, he could very well be kidnapped (with an offer of candy no less) or killed just because of his lack of preservation. He’s always been carefree, a reckless abandonment of worries or cares.
Speaking of which, he is generally indifferent to everything and everyone and doesn’t care an ounce about reality or gossip. Instead, he’s rather be sleeping somewhere-anywhere and will sleep everywhere he is able. He loves to sleep or just to laze around and relax. If he doesn’t need to do it, he won’t. However, the only effort he ever puts into anything-is the effort to be as lazy and listless as he possibly can. His dedication is astounding.

He is trusting, but those who he actually acknowledges and feels close to, he trusts them and shows them his more expressive side (dedication to listlessness). He isn’t too focused (on anything other than being lazy) but he is surprisingly observant, catching little things that others miss but he doesn’t point them out if he sees no point to doing it. So, the knowledge goes unnoticed.
A big issue is the fact he has no sense of direction at all. He gets lost easily (not to mention he’s more clumsy than he’s graceful) and he doesn’t have any concept of time whatsoever. He’s constantly late and lost if he’s not being carried around.
The most shocking thing about Naoki’s generally calm, aloof and easy going personality is his rare temper outbursts. He is a pacifist-since conflict is effort that he’d rather avoid- but when push comes to shove…. Ki-te has a terrifyingly cold glare combined with his blunt and sharp words, it would send anyone reeling, especially in comparison to his usual nonchalant behavior. It’s rare for him to ever be like this but it tends to occur when he’s been pushed, bugged and not left alone (lacking in sleep-which nearly never happens).

Otherwise, he is a simple guy, wanting a simple easy going life- something he hadn’t gotten once entering Nanba Prison.

│ Lɪᴋᴇs │
☻ Sleeping/ Lazing around
☻ Eating
☻ Junk Food- Ice cream to be exact
☻ Simplicity
☻ Living it Easy

│ Dɪsʟɪᴋᴇs │
☹ Exercise
☹ Work/Effort {If it isn’t aimed to help with his plan to be as lazy as possible}
☹ Vegetables
☹ Loud noises/people
☹ Socializing/Crowds

│ Sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜs │
✮ Getting out of Work
✮ Laziness
✮ Silent Persuasion

│ Wᴇᴀᴋɴᴇssᴇs │
☆ No Strength or speed
☆ No Stamina
☆ Indifferent {if kidnapped, he will wait like a princess for rescue, he won’t even try to fight}
☆Manipulative {coaxed easily with the promise of sleep and snacks}
☆ Becomes interested in the most unusual things

│ Fᴇᴀʀs │
✗ Work
✗ Abandonment
✗ Dogs



"Every day of my life since birth has had the intention to be as listless as I can be. I will exert every effort to achieve ultimate laziness."

│ Hɪsᴛᴏʀʏ │

Naoki’s parents were a young couple completely in love with each other. They had money but didn’t find success in the current jobs they had in the town they moved into after getting married. It didn’t matter too much to them however.
Jiro and Akasuki managed to save up a good amount of money so they’d be able to go on a small vacation to Tokyo during Christmas holiday. They were so excited about it and they weren’t sure they could travel and spend the time here considering Akasuki was pregnant. The baby wasn’t due for 7 weeks so it would be a challenge but well worth it (as Akasuki so spiritually said). However, what they didn’t expect was a few days into their vacation Akasuki went into labour. Jiro had to rush her to the hospital where she gave birth to Naoki a couple days later (he was taking his sweet time as they like to say).
Due to this unexpected birth, they were forced to stay in Tokyo for the time being, renting a room before they could return to their home town. However, the time they spent in Tokyo made them decide that they enjoyed living there instead. A few months later they had packed and moved to Tokyo with Naoki. They could get jobs of their major here and provide a better income for their family which was good.
The unfortunate thing about living here was the fact that they were closer to their relatives. Jiro’s family to be specific. Jiro wanted to get as far away as he could from them. They were very controlling, wanting him to work as a higher up in society, successfully under certain job descriptions. The Tatsuya family are influential over the whole of Tokyo- they’re a big family with hands in various occupations such as doctors, entrepreneurs, lawyers, police officers and even governmental officials. Jiro wanted a simple life where he could do what he wanted without his family pushing him to do something more ‘practical’ with his life.
Speaking of which, soon after Naoki turned 6 months, his mother got a job as a photography for a popular fashion magazine (a dream she couldn’t achieve in the town from before). They fortunately allowed her to bring Naoki along during these photo sessions and he was a quiet kid that mainly slept through most of it. Often through people gushing and fawning over him.
Jiro on the other hand, he was able to get himself steady jobs as an architect (which was he majored in). Something he was still looked down upon by his family but using that name he was able to make a debut in the industry. He was very talented and the more jobs he did and got recognized for, the more success he got.
As he got older, he didn’t need to stay with his mother constantly for food. So, they began leaving him to the Tatsuya head family to babysit when they were busy with work (despite the fact that Jiro didn’t want him too close to them). He was spoiled by his grandparents though, who completely adored him. They were his only ones after all since Akasuki’s parents both passed away and she isn’t in best terms with her _____. He was also smothered by his uncles and aunts but Naoki was an odd child. He didn’t react much, or at all really. He never even cried, ever. He slept a lot and was a ‘good child’. Lazy and loved to eat. How he didn’t gain weight from it no one will know how.

The more he aged, the more he needed to be watched. Naoki was a lazy kid but oddly enough, he often ended up getting into unusual places where he’d fall recklessly asleep in. He always got lost easily and was fairly clumsy meaning he got injured a lot cause of that. His family had a tough time keeping up with him. He is still very quiet.

When he turned five, his little sister was born. Something he wasn’t all too sure about. But he was indifferent and didn’t mind ‘playing’ with her. It usually ended with both kids napping around the place.
He didn’t change much as he got to age 8. However, his grandfather died and only for his grandmother to follow him a few months later. Due to this, a big dispute between the household on inheritance and the change of roles of the family since the grandparents always arranged all the family gatherings. They died before establishing that in the will, clearly statement. Tensions rose drastically.
Naoki’s parents wanted nothing to do with any of it. They didn’t want to be involved with them in the first place but they needed a sitter that wouldn’t charge money (mainly because they didn’t trust anyone to look after Naoki). They especially didn’t want to get involved with some of Jiro’s family who are incredibly power hungry and selfish. SO, they immediately drew away from the family and settled into an apartment in a nice neighborhood where the kids could safely attend school and far from the main house.

As the kids got older, the more busy their parents began with their job which boomed with success. This left the duo to their own devices and forced them to adapt to living with just each other. Naoki’s sister learned how to do many chores that was required to be done around the house. Naoki however…. He did as he was told (for the most part) but he was… lazy. If he didn’t have to do something (even move) then he won’t.

It was the exact same in school but he, fortunately, had a friend he met in his first year of grade school who took to looking after him. He made sure he made it to class on time or wasn’t left sleeping somewhere. That he ate and didn’t strain himself too much.

Naoki advanced until it was his third year of high school. Everyone babied him, specifically those he involved himself with (his parents rarely in the picture but when they were, they were doting but distant). He still hadn’t decided on what he’d do with his life, however. As a result, he ended up at home, lazing around until his sister (after informing their parents) forced him to get a job. She was tired of cleaning up after him with little rewards.
Reluctantly, he went out for interviews. Unfortunately, most of the time they didn’t end up hiring him-he gave off the lazy bum aura. When he passed that stage, his work was usually inefficient or he’d be caught sleeping numerous times on the job and fired soon after. It was becoming a bit problem and he couldn’t move forward at all.

Worse came from worse and Akasuki made the drastic call to call the sibling she had a tense relationship with. She knew he was in of some sort of off location place and was in charge of it. SO she called and asked for a desperate favour, promising to repay later. She requested for Naoki to be allowed for a job. She knew it was wrong but she was grasping at straws at this point. She did promise to make up for it.
Naoki (nor any in the family) expected to be working in Nanba prison-where the most criminal of criminals are kept. However, he didn’t care. He settled in quickly to building 13 (why he was placed there- no one knows) and it wasn’t long before he began sleeping about and it was common for the prisoner escapees to come across him and return him to the guard’s breakroom or just looking after the cat like guard.
Naoki adjusted well and got along with the majority of the prisoners here, mainly because of his indifferent attitude and lazy nature that allowed people to feel comfortable around him. It’s not like he’d do anything- if anything he’d request for them to return to their cells- if only to avoid being scolded by the head guard.
Now-a-days he is often found sitting in the cells with the prisoners, observing or sleeping.

"Goodnight…."

~ Bring out the guns. We love the danger. One, two, three. Just pull the trigger. One bullet left inside the chamber. Let us play some Russian Roulette~

Ｂａｓｉｃｓ
│ Nᴀᴍᴇ │ Philemon Naphtali Llewellyn
│ Nᴀᴍᴇ ᴍᴇᴀɴɪɴɢ │(view spoiler)[ Philemon: kiss {greek}
Naphtali: "wrestling, struggling" {Hebrew}
Llewellyn: "leader's image" {welsh}
(hide spoiler)]
│Aʟɪᴀsᴇs │ Trigger Happy {her best known name coined by her building’s prisoners}
│ Nɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ │ Napht, Tali (rarely).



│ Aɢᴇ │ 28
│ Dᴀᴛᴇ ᴏғ Bɪʀᴛʜ │ April 3rd
│ Tɪᴍᴇ ᴏғ Bɪʀᴛʜ │ 6:45am
│ Zᴏᴅɪᴀᴄ │ Aries



│ Bᴜɪʟᴅɪɴɢ Nᴜᴍʙᴇʀ﹕│ 4
│ Gᴜᴀʀᴅ Rᴀɴᴋɪɴɢ ﹕│ Head Officer




│ Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ Rᴏʟᴇ │ Female
│ Bɪʀᴛʜ Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ │ Female
│ Sᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ │ Heterosexual
│ Pʀᴇsᴇɴᴛ Sᴛᴀᴛᴜs │ Single
│ Pᴀsᴛ Rᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘs │ Few flings



│ Tʜᴇᴍᴇ Sᴏɴɢ: │ Russian Roulette

│ Fᴀᴍɪʟʏ │
│ Pᴀʀᴇɴᴛs │

Name Harper Jackson
Relation » Mother |◦ » ◦| Status » Unknown

Name Liam Jackson
Relation » Father |◦ » ◦| Status » Unknown

Name Declan Llewellyn
Relation » Guardian |◦57 » ◦| Status » Deceased


│ Sɪʙʟɪɴɢs │

~Unknown~

| Other|

Name Henry {Prisoner In Solitary}
Relation » Future Romantic Interest |◦ » ◦| Status » Alive





"We were all born naked, why is it now so sexualized? I’m comfortable enough with my body so don’t get such a big head if you see me without clothes on. Frankly, if I seem indifferent it’s probably the worst scenario you could be in."


Ａｐｐｅａｒａｎｃｅ
│ Iᴍᴀɢᴇ │



│ Hᴀɪʀ │ Short red hair
│ Eʏᴇs │ one gold the other a baby blue

│ Cᴏᴍᴘʟᴇxɪᴏɴ │ She has a slight tan, but soft and smooth complexion however, she has various dead looking skin patches (due to those areas decaying)
│ Bᴜɪʟᴅ │ she's 5'8", a taller girl with feminine curves and a clear hourglass figure. She is all muscle but not muscular- lean, mean fighting machine.
│ Fᴀᴄᴇ Cʟᴀɪᴍ │ Zombina
│ Dɪsɢᴜɪsɪɴɢ ᴍᴀʀᴋɪɴɢs│
Stitches nearly scattered on her body.




" Is that a dare or a threat? It sure sounded like a challenge."




Ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌ
│ Aʟʟᴇɢɪᴀɴᴄᴇ﹕ │ Warden/ Nanba Prison
│ Oᴄᴄᴜᴘᴀᴛɪᴏɴ﹕│ Head Guard to Building 4
│ Hᴏʙʙɪᴇs﹕│

Weapons-specifically guns (of all sorts), explosions. Getting into fights, training, teaching and disciplining.

│ Aʙɪʟɪᴛɪᴇs﹕│

Immortality-ability to regeneration instantaneously/ limbs detach and reattach-assembly acquired via string and inability to feel pain-genetic mutation-nerves don't register pain. {She is basically an undead body-if her brain is destroyed then she’ll be dead. No way else to kill her}.
Due to her abilities, she is asked to assist every building in transferring extremely violent (or inmates that are more likely to easily bodily injure others) inmates.

│ Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ │

Philemon is a rambunctious character who is not a simple person. She is highly energetic and usually is bouncing off the walls if she isn’t focused on something specific. Napht is a courageous girl, she isn’t the least bit thrown by the amount of inmates in the prison and their many crimes and capabilities. She’s determined to fulfil her goal of punishing wrong doers by having them do the time they deserve. Despite that, she isn’t overly angry, more enthusiastic and optimistic. She does tend to have a horrible temper that develops quickly. When this happen, she gets highly aggressive, impulsive (more than she already is) and usually ends up shooting someone. It’s fairly unusual since she basically seems like a kitten trying to be a tiger but is very much a tiger when she pulls the trigger of an assault rifle. However, she isn’t as violent as she first assumed she would be when coming to work at Nanba Prison. She views many of the prisoners as disciples or even family (but that doesn’t mean she still won’t shoot them if they try to escape).
Napht is generally honest and doesn’t tend to straight up lie. She will avoid the truth or become very vague if not start an entirely different conversation. She’s honest but not an open book. She shows only what she wishes to express (even if it’s her giddy, overly enthusiastic side). The one thing she always is, is passionate. When she is training herself, or teaching her prisoners (since they fight regularly), and even doing her paperwork (which she loathes- she hates sitting around doing nothing, it kills her). However, she is moody, of not obvious by her sudden temper spikes. She could be hyper and giddy one moment and then full out ‘Trigger Happy’ mode the next. She is overly impulsive and tends to react first and ask questions later. It doesn’t help that much of Napht’s instincts are to either piss people off, rile them up or just have fun by fighting with people.
Napht’s more ambiguous traits is her confidence. She won’t blink twice if she’s nude in front of a bunch of people or needs someone to stitch her boob back on. However, she gets embarrassed when flirted with under clear intentions of courting. An oddity that only occurs when her emotional barrier is being prodded at. She also will become avoidant and shy around someone knowing her fear of the dark and whether they know she experiences flashbacks in the form of panic attacks. She has no other insecurities about herself besides her PTSD and awkwardness from flattery and emotionally romantic advancements.
Continuing on, she is a rather easy going person if not riled up, loves taking leadership roles, challenging herself and sports. She’ll always be found doing something, even with her inmates.
She is also very opinionated, will argue with anyone and is harshly blunt, saying whatever she’s ever thinking. This means she’s usually a sarcastic little shit and how she tends to get into fights. (Not something a head guard should be doing but she can act mature occasionally).

│ Lɪᴋᴇs │
☻ Guns
☻ Discipline
☻ Fighting
☻ Teaching
☻ Being Amused

│ Dɪsʟɪᴋᴇs │
☹ Assholes Who Spoil Her Fun
☹ Criminals (to an extent)
☹ Slackers
☹ Sitting Around/Inactivity
☹ Delays/Tardiness

│ Sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜs │
✮ Pushing People’s Buttons
✮ Gun Control & Aim
✮ Invincibility {unless you completely destroy her brain}
✮ Courageous & Confident
✮ Combat and Agility

│ Wᴇᴀᴋɴᴇssᴇs │
☆ Temperamental
☆ Impatient
☆ Body Parts Like To Fall Off {consequence of the rotting that occurred}
☆ Brain Is Her Most Delicate Body Part

│ Fᴇᴀʀs │
✗ Losing People Close To Her
✗ The Dark [She often panics and becomes trapped in the nightmare of her past-ultra secret and she covers it up well in front of others {suffers an full blown attack in her quarters afterward that renders her immobile}]



"I woke up in my body… and yet it wasn’t my body anymore. I couldn’t feel and no matter how many times I’m stabbed, shot or my body parts fall off-I cannot die. So, I will use this to the fullest to punish those who have done wrong."

"Of course I’ll have your back. Do you doubt me?"

"DIE FUCKERS!! ….. ’Aren’t those guns fake?’ …Shut up.. you’re spoiling my fun. Asshole."

│ Hɪsᴛᴏʀʏ │

Philemon was born and raised for five years by her birth parents. She doesn’t remember a thing, all she remembers is the night she was kidnapped. Taken in the middle of the night, grabbed by cold hands, shoved into a bag that was itchy and suffocating. She screamed until her voice grew hoarse and even still until she couldn’t scream anymore.

She woke the next day. She was mistaken though, she was living in a nightmare. Day after day, a nightmare, an eternal sleep, a hell. She was experimented on, stuck with needles, cut into, organs taken out and replaced, limbs chopped off, left to see how long she’d survive reattached to see if they could ever work again. Repeatedly for two years and rolling into the third year they stopped their aggressive experimentation. She had lived through it-somewhat. She was in a place where no one could touch her with only her body remaining in the real world to be used.
Five years passed, she turned 13, a ripe age where she was once again experimented on but this time, she didn’t bother trying to fight it or to continue living on. So, she died. A mess of a teen and a broken one at that.

She didn’t expect to wake up, not by a long shot. She did, awoke to find herself in her tormentor’s morgue. After spasming for a few seconds, gasping for air, trying to make sense on what was going on with her. She couldn’t feel her body, her body didn’t feel normal like it was seizing up, bloated. She freaked out, struggled to get out of the bed and began crawling anywhere. She was just searching for a way out, blind, in a haze and completely incoherent. By some miracle, she made her way out, taking an excruciating long time to make any distance from the building when she lacked any sensations or senses an needing to walk on limbs that didn’t listen to many of her commands.
She didn’t have a a home to return to, she couldn’t even recall a home to begin with. She just wanted to get away from her nightmares. She had forgotten everything, it was all flashes of pain and torture. Not even an image of her parents remained. Did she even have parents?
It wasn’t long before her messed up body gave out. She collapsed randomly, in a random filthy street where she laid dying once again. Blood leaking out of her pores and pooling beneath her. All she could hear was the slowing of her heart before her conscious mind once again faded.

Once again, she found herself waking up when she hadn’t wanted to. Instead of a cold, morgue bed, she awoke in a hospital bed. She still couldn’t properly feel her legs, her nerves having been severed from her limbs by the amount of times they’ve been cut and put back on. However, she was cleaned up and what she could feel, her organs weren’t seizing up and her pores weren’t leaking blood.
She felt some what good for the first time in years. She fell asleep once more and woke up later to see an older man but still looking rather young. He noticed she was awake and told her that he was surprised she was still living… if she was even living much anymore. He informed her how her body was barely functioning. He had given her supplements and fixed what he could but it was difficult stuff. He was just an amateur doctor or so he said. She wouldn’t realize is that he was an underground doctor for shady people doing shadier things.
He kept her there for a while, she never spoke but he talked to her about this and that. It was rambling but he also explained what he was doing to her as he tended to her. He began doing that when he noticed that it was the only thing that got a reaction out of her. Fear. Complete and utter fear.
He had to reconnect her veins and arteries, but her skin was so brittle that they’d unattached as soon they moved too much. SO he continuously needed to do that while also giving her blood transfusions. He was sure with some advanced shit tin the world she could get better but at this point, he could only do so much. She was thankful though, despite her distrust at first, he eventually grew on her.
It was a few months later when she actually began to move about. The more she ate and strengthened, her skin began to stitch itself together. He didn’t understand it but he could only assume that something that had been injected into her was causing this.
He adopted her a half a year later. By then she was able to move around, to function but her mind was still in pieces and she couldn’t speak much let alone read or write. Declan, the doctor, gave her a name. Philemon but despite called her Tali, a shortened version of her new middle name. She liked it. He began educating her in everything she didn’t know, the basics that he could teach her that is. It was a slow process, month by month but she was picking up her shattered pieces with his help and a year after she met him and escaped from that horrible place. She was able to smile again.
She adjusted to the fact she couldn’t feel pain but she slowly lost the entire numbness she had felt prior. Her sense of touch wasn’t perfect but she could at least feel drastic things like things that were cold or hot, soft and sharp. But her inhibitors couldn’t tell or relay whether they were safe or not.
A year passed and she had drastically changed from the hollow child she had once been. She’d developed, learned and changed enough to begin smiling and laughing. She learned quickly but unlike Declan, she didn’t find any interest in healing, despite the fact that her body had an unnatural ability to regenerate. Unfortunately, when certain pieces broke off, they’d need to be sewn back on for it to establish a bond and heal. She couldn’t regrow limbs out of nothing but she no longer could die from it. Whatever drugs mixed with the supplement he was giving her was his only explanation to this phenomenon.
He brought in regular customers by this time. Since she was well enough to not panic at the sight of other people, in fact she was now friendly and curious. Especially when the groups that came in brought in guns, their weapons. She was fascinated and eventually she asked them to teach her how to use em. Most ignored her but some took her out back and taught her everything they knew. A few months later she was a pro and could scare the living shit out of a grown bear.
Years passed, the more she learned, the more she grew and the more her nightmarish past was left behind and forgotten.

Until the year she was 18. Declan was murdered. She was out getting supplies and returned to see him dead. Shot up by some group that had him patch up one of their guys and didn’t like leaving loose ends. Napht didn’t know, all she knew that he was shot and by what model and bullet (as she was taught). It gave her nothing. She felt broken. He was all she had and now she didn’t know what to do with herself. She closed his eyes, whispered her farewells and took the supplements he had left before she left and wandered.

She ended up at a café where she noticed a sign about joining the military. She didn’t know who or what for but all she knew that it involved fighting and that’s what she wanted right now. She was furious that someone took the only person she ever cared about, the person who had gone out of their way to help her and give her a name. She needed revenge but didn’t even know where to begin finding his killer. This seemed like the next best option.
She left and joined. 14 weeks of military training before she was out on force. She was stationed for the next four years, located in different locations every other year. She got rid of her anger and experienced killing first hand. It was rough at first but she’d experienced worse. Her rage dwindled and she was stitched back together with the help of a soldier she befriended and was stationed with. They were very close, he taught her more of the world she was ignorant of while never asking questions despite her appearance. It was a miracle the supplements lasted as long as they did but she had to take doses far and few in between. She felt pieces of her body decaying but could do nothing about it.
Unfortunately, her friend was killed by a traitor in their camp, a spy. She after her tour was done, she quit. She learned how to fight and kill but it was worthless. Nothing would change and bad people would still do bad things. Instead of killing and fighting for a cause she didn’t even care about, she wanted to punish the people who had done wrong. Sure catching them would be the best option, but she was a temperamental person who would likely end up losing to rage. As she had with the spy who had killed her friend.

After some searching, she discovered Nanba prison, high security that held the worse of the worse. So, she applied for a guard position, underwent the necessary training and soon became a subordinate of building 4. She entered the prison expecting the worse type of people and eager to put them in their place. She hated them all. However, she was met with something unexpected. Many of the people here weren’t complete monsters, crazy and eccentric but that wasn’t everything they were.
She enjoyed her job here, worked hard and eventually her hatred slipped away. Many prisoners had become something she viewed akin to siblings but she’d still shoot them without hesitation if ordered to. She especially enjoyed punishing those who misbehaved after all they were there for a reason. It wasn’t unusual that building 4 prisoners were down in the infirmary getting bruises or cuts treated for misconduct or challenging her to a fight. Many were the result of pellet gun fire since wasn’t allowed actually firearms in case a prisoner got their hands on it. Plus, it wasn’t like she needed it. Her time in the military tuned her physical strength, speed, stamina and agility. Plus, her regeneration made her nearly impossible to kill.

Fortunately for Napht, since she had signed up to Nanba, the doctors were able to help her little issues. They gave her a refined treatment that allowed her body to function and did what her regeneration couldn’t accomplish. They even fixed her body decay that was occurring due to that very issue but it didn’t save what was already dead flesh. She was satisfied with that and only needed to keep in with them occasionally. Only the warden and a few staff members knew about the details of her condition.

Eventually, turning 26, she was promoted to head guard of building 4 due to certain circumstances and has been thoroughly enjoying the job ever since (besides the whole paperwork thing).

"Now GET OUT OF MY FACE!"

"Greetings. My name is Nagendra, please take good care of me."


Ｂａｓｉｃｓ
│ Nᴀᴍᴇ │ Nagendra Merikh Javan
│ Nᴀᴍᴇ ᴍᴇᴀɴɪɴɢ │(view spoiler)[ Nagendra-snake
Merikh- death, slaughter (hide spoiler)]
│Aʟɪᴀsᴇs │ The Serpent
│ Nɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ │ Nage, Merik



│ Aɢᴇ │ 22
│ Dᴀᴛᴇ ᴏғ Bɪʀᴛʜ │ December 23rd
│ Tɪᴍᴇ ᴏғ Bɪʀᴛʜ │ 8:00pm
│ Pʟᴀᴄᴇ ᴏғ Bɪʀᴛʜ │ N/A
│ Zᴏᴅɪᴀᴄ │ Capricorn



│ Bᴜɪʟᴅɪɴɢ Nᴜᴍʙᴇʀ﹕│ 7
│ Gᴜᴀʀᴅ Rᴀɴᴋɪɴɢ﹕│ Subordinate Guard




│ Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ Rᴏʟᴇ │ Masculine
│ Bɪʀᴛʜ Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ │ Male
│ Sᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ │ Demisexual
│ Pʀᴇsᴇɴᴛ Sᴛᴀᴛᴜs │ Single
│ Pᴀsᴛ Rᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘs │ N/A



│ Tʜᴇᴍᴇ Sᴏɴɢ: │ Skillet Monster

│ Fᴀᴍɪʟʏ │
│ Pᴀʀᴇɴᴛs │
Name Mikasa Javan
Relation » Mother |◦ » ◦| Status » Alive

Name Frederick Javan
Relation » Father |◦ » ◦| Status » Deceased

"I am not a girl."


Ａｐｐｅａｒａｎｃｅ
│ Iᴍᴀɢᴇ │



│ Hᴀɪʀ │ Blue (actually long)
│ Eʏᴇs │Bright, sea blue


│ Cᴏᴍᴘʟᴇxɪᴏɴ │ Clear, pale, smooth.
│ Bᴜɪʟᴅ │ Short about 5’3”, lean with some muscles but is still rather slight.
│ Fᴀᴄᴇ Cʟᴀɪᴍ │ Nagisa Shiota
│ Dɪsɢᴜɪsɪɴɢ ᴍᴀʀᴋɪɴɢs│
Some scars from knife wounds, bullet wounds etc.


“I’m really not a girl!”

"I’m a curious person. I like to learn but I understand more than I let on… I see more than I will ever reveal; so don’t cross me."

Ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌ
│ Aʟʟᴇɢɪᴀɴᴄᴇ﹕ │ Warden
│ Oᴄᴄᴜᴘᴀᴛɪᴏɴ﹕│

He was in the Military, part-time archeologist, police officer, teacher (assistant but without a teacher supervisor), head guard at Nanba prison.

│ Hᴏʙʙɪᴇs﹕│

Reading, running, playing games, studying, learning, some sports, and training.

│ Aʙɪʟɪᴛɪᴇs﹕│

Speed, agility, flexible, strength (below average but paired with momentum and some physics, and locating pressure points he is able to hinder enemies immobile swiftly, effectively and seemingly with a simple finger jab) and ability to handle any weapon with professional accuracy and precision. That combined with his immense intelligence makes all his battle really one sided. A seeming mistake will turn out to be the only way to win.

FLIP SIDE





│ Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ │

Nage is a normal nerdy, bookworm. He loves to learn, read anything he can get his hands on, and experiencing all that he can (a trait he got from his parents). Fortunately, his mental capacity to not only absorb all the knowledge he gathers but to turn that into usable knowledge in various contexts, strategies, and tactical arrangements. He’s the type of person who thinks before he acts, or he think and thinks and just over thinks. He’s an expert strategist who is incredibly good at reading people, analyzation and predicting people’s actions (though that’s not a hundred percent of course). His abilities come to question at a place like Nanba Prison where half its occupants are insane making them rather unpredictable at the best of times.
Nage is a very kind person, very considerate of everyone (even those less deserving of it) and generally doesn’t like hurting or injuring people. He’s a compassionate person with the wish to help everyone change for the better. He doesn’t want people trapped by their past mistakes, like he is. He’s generally a sweet guy though easy to tease and push around. He likes helping out and aims to make the most of everything, specifically to make people happy.

In a way, they way he wants to help, to teach people to allow people to grow is him seeking redemption for his past. If he can save these people, these criminals from their ways maybe he will lessen the blood on his own hands.
Nage, despite being pestered by many around him for his feminine appeals, is usually quite calm and collected (though does get flustered and embarrassed) these things don’t make him too troubled or upset. He’s a polite guy with a sort of charisma that makes it hard to dislike him. A guy that gets along with many people and tries not to draw too much attention to himself.

However, Nage has a dark past that left behind many scars and mental trauma (PSTD) that leaves him a terrifying beast once crossed. He can take teasing and even forceful crossdressing but when it’s criminal acts or even threats of, a switch is triggered. This is where his alias The Serpent comes to play. With his abilities in combat, weapon precision and deadly aura, he is able to immobilize anyone that tries to get away with anything. The Serpent takes no one’s shit and is completely deadly. His killing aura is enough to incapacitate an ape man. He’s quick but he isn’t cruel or unjust but he is merciless. He isn’t angered easily, or at all but triggering this side of him is not a smart move on anyone’s part.
Nage, either way, is a decisive and sly individual who will walk right up to you with a smile and slash your throat.

│ Lɪᴋᴇs │
☻ Learning
☻ Reading
☻ Teaching
☻ Chocolate
☻ Helping People

│ Dɪsʟɪᴋᴇs │
☹ Sweets (besides chocolate)
☹ Himself
☹ Killing
☹ Cruelty
☹ Beef

│ Sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜs │
✮ Intelligence
✮ Tactics
✮ Speed/Agility
✮ Composure
✮ Combat capabilities

│ Wᴇᴀᴋɴᴇssᴇs │
☆ People Like Him But Stronger {Refer to Kainona incident}
☆ Strength/Size
☆ PTSD
☆ Overthinks
☆ Low Key Pushover

│ Fᴇᴀʀs │
✗ Rape
✗ Being Controlled
✗ Big Snakes
✗ Losing Controlled

"And then everything just goes black."

│ Hɪsᴛᴏʀʏ │

Nage’s parents met when they coincidentally worked togather during one of their expeditions and continued meeting in different places that eventually lead to them falling for each other and decided to get married (In Egypt).
Nage was born about a year later and had lived his entire childhood moving place to place without staying anywhere for too long. His parents were archeologists after all who constantly moved to different dig sites all over the world and often wrote about their experiences (making them world known novelists as well). Nage never felt like he needed a life of an ordinary person. He never needed to go to school, his parents taught him everything they knew since he was 2; first the basics and then higher leveled knowledge. His parents loved to learn but loathed the education system, so they taught him whenever they weren’t busy and when they were (which was usually on dig sites) he was left to his own devices. He often read, developing a deep interest in it. When he wasn’t reading, some of the other guys that joined them in their digs taught him a lot of different kinds of information that the young kid stored in his brain.
When Nage turned 8, they wanted him to learn self-defense (just in case anything happened). Plus, he was a small kid, scrawny and girly looking, enough that his parents were worried people may try to assault him when he’s on his own. They travelled all over the world so they were bound to meet questionable people. So, Nage’s only education with an official teacher who taught him self-defense and even martial arts (when Nage asked out of curiosity). He wasn’t too interested in using these to hurt people but early on it was obvious Nage was a natural at leaving his opponents immobile seconds after engaging them. It was a scary skill that had Nage being kicked out of sessions in places all over the world.
During their time in Mexico, some guards hired to protect the dig sites taught Nage how to hold and shoot a gun (his father was rather against it but his mother convinced him that it would be further protection for him). Nage took to studying various weapons and asking about the rebound for each and other questions. They even taught him blade wielding and a talented guard showed him how to throw blades. Everything Nage was taught, he absorbed and practiced it until he was confident in his abilities. His ability for these things were terrifying but he enjoyed them and his moral sense wouldn’t allow him to use it to injure anyone, even at 10. Due to all these different things, Nage became quite interested in law and those who put away criminals especially since laws were different for every country they went to.
Nage had a good 11 years of childhood, he was far more intelligent than kids his age and already knew what he wanted to do with his life even though it won’t make him as famous or rich as his parents; he didn’t mind. His parents loved him and showed him that often and he enjoyed traveling and being with them for work.
However, at a dig site, Nage decided to stay with the group while his parents went off to the nearest town to pick up some supplies they needed. A day later, police came to the site and told Nage about the accident. His parents had gotten into a car crash. His father died on impact but his mother was rushed to the hospital. She wasn’t in critical condition anymore but she was in a coma. Nage didn’t have any other family. Family on both of his parents’ side had died, his father an only child and his mother’s sister was too sick to take care of anyone. So, he had to be put into social service custody. He was placed in foster care and eventually forgotten by the system. It wasn’t long before someone came and adopted him by a questionable couple.
A few months after his adoption (him insisting that his mother will wake up and take him back), they discovered his talent for combat and handling weapons. One night, he woke up to find himself in a plane and the man of the couple went over and injected him with something. From then on, Nage had periods of time missing in his memory until a few years later at 13, he realized why he had those blotches. The couple were hired mercenaries that had adopted Nage in aims of using him for a coverup to get some people off their tail. However, when they found out he could help on the front lines, they injected him with a drug enabling them to use him without him fighting back. A few years on constant use of this drug made him immune to it but made him numb. He was forgetting the life he had before, the mother he’d left behind and his dream to become an officer. He got involved in covert missions, spying and thieving of secret information or artifacts. He killed many, assassinations as well as arson, and shoot outs with enemies.
He was numb, lacking any conscious for his actions and was just doing as he was told to survive otherwise he would be beaten. It wasn’t until he was 14 that he was captured by the CIA and discovered that his adoptive parents were killed by them during their mission. He had only managed to get out alive because he was a kid and it was the best survival tactic to follow along. They found out that he was practically kidnapped and drugged to be compliant by the couple and underwent months of serious therapy. It took some time before Nage found himself again, pulling the curious kid that he had been from underneath all the darkness. He wouldn’t ever be the same but he was saved from the darker part of himself.
When they deemed him ‘sane’, they informed him that his mother had woken three years ago from her coma and has been searching for him since. He was allowed to go see her and their reunion was a devastating one. It took a long time for them to pick themselves back up from what they all had to endure (especially the fact he’s killed, something that was something highly against his morals). He regained his lust for knowledge and desperate wish to become a better person but suffered due to PTSD.

When Nage turned 16, his mother began working again. Nage had been worried that going to dig sites would bring back memories but she said that those memories weren’t a bad thing. She didn’t want to forget but she wouldn’t allow herself to be consumed, to grow as he would want her to. Nage felt safe enough to leave and so he signed up for numerous programs around the world in law as well as police training. When he was 18, he joined the military and soon was graded to a unit commander due to his expertise and experience. He didn’t stick around though, it was hard on his PTSD but he wanted to stop people like his adoptive parents so he continued towards becoming an officer of the law.
During the years leading up to 21, he excelled in every program he joined and finished them shockingly quick leaving him time to assist his mother in her expeditions but he found himself teaching many classes for combat, weapon combat, law education and many other courses (though those he was only an assistant teacher). Eventually, he achieved his dream of becoming a police officer.
During this time, he came across a criminal known as Caedis. His department was in charge of surrounding the criminal but they weren’t qualified of dealing with the mass murderer and required to call in reinforcements. He realized that the police could only do so much and they couldn’t level with his ambitions. Ignoring the rules, he entered and attempted to apprehend the young murderer. Nage realized that the boy was very similar to him but much stronger. The fight was intense and Nage nearly captured him but SWAT arrived and the boy was able to escape. Nage was blamed, told he should have waited for the professionals to handle it. Nage resigned from the police force after that and went in search for a job that fit his requirements.
Turning 21, he joined the program that guards for Nanba Prison in hopes of meeting something that would fit his desires. He finished the education easily and entered the prison as a subordinate guard for building 7 and has been there for the last year and a bit.
Upon first arrival, Nage was greatly underestimated by even his superiors. He was just a small, girlish looking dude who didn’t look like he could hurt a fly. He was teased and mocked by the prisoners, to the point where they attempted to commit crimes in his presence believing he couldn’t do anything about it. However, those prisoners were quick to learn that Nage wasn’t always such a kind and docile person. Once they tried to beat him, over power him, trick, or get away with anything, not only were they always caught, they were met with a serpent. The Serpent (as he was eventually referred to) was the shadow of the child he’d been when he was under the influence of the drug. However, he was fully conscious and full use of all his knowledge and training. It made him extremely deadly. It wasn’t long before the inmates of building 7 all experience the seemingly innocent and weak butterfly coiling around them with a serpent’s body.

"Did I scare you?"

The inmates learned not to cross the specific line Nage had drawn and stuck to just teasing him and even training and getting taught by him. He was a good teacher after all and believed that everyone deserved a second chance (though, not specifically a second chance at life for some of them).
So, they play with him still but they know better to cross the line and trigger the serpent’s venom.

"I didn’t want it to come to this…"

Name: Tatsu Avyanna Aethelinda
Age: 19
Sexuality: Straight

Appearance:
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Tatsu comes from a rather rich family, and as such, holds herself in a rather high confidence and accord. Even at only nineteen she stands large and tall, but that could also be because she stands at about 6 feet tall. Being born into a rich family has also taught Tatsu a lot about self appearance. Her hair is always glossy and smooth, her clothing is never wrinkly unless she had to attack someone that day, and she makes sure her face is free of any blemishes and marks, sometimes even trying to clean herself mid fight so that she always looks her best. This also means she tried to look as professional as possible. Even if her genetic "gifts" are a too big to make completely hidden in her outfit, she makes sure to stay as modest as possible, because the last thing she wants is a prisoner flirting with her.
Hair: Dark Purple
Eyes: Purpple
Skin: Light/Pale
Style: At first glance it's easy think her guard outfit is just like any others, but a keen eye can tell her attire is made from far finer material compared to everyone else's.

Personality: Coming from one of the richest and most prestigious families in the world can be tough on a kid. Tatsu had to grow up fast, and learn how to make her parents look like they knew how to raise a respectable kid who could take on the burden of their family name alone. This has caused Tatsu to grow up to be a proper, strict, and serious individual. She hates slacking, failure, and talentless saps above all else. She can seem almost to be like a stone wall with no emotion sometimes, and this can show the most when she really doesn't like you.

Being raised by such a powerful family has also put Tatsu in a rather high position in life automatically. The little boys and girls of less powerful (but still rich) families were all told to play nice and listen to Tatsu in hopes of having the futures of their families befriend a family with even more wealth and power they had. This made young Tatsu rather popular, and she has grown used to people following her orders no matter how much they didn't want to do it.

Despite having a monstrously huge amount of cash, a position in life that made people obligated to listen to her, and living with whatever she wanted, it's hard to say Tatsu was raised with a silver spoon in her mouth. After all, she is from the Aethelinda family! A family that prides themselves in the things they do themselves! Tatsu is incredibly self sufficient and prides herself in being a jack of all trades. She has learned business, martial arts, knitting, cooking, and so much more. Each of these skills helping to prove just how great she is. It's easy to tell she's capable of surviving on her own without the help of any maids, and without the funds in her family.

Yet despite the awe inspiring and jealousy causing girl she is, Tatsu is in fact still pretty young. With so much focus from her family on making her look good she hasn't had much time to be herself. She hasn't dated anyone, she hasn't spent any time just relaxing and lounging around, and she really hasn't had the chance to laugh yet. If one can make it past her tough exterior, they might see hints of the soft and energetic kid that's still inside her. A side of her she hates to show, even to close friends.

History: The Aethelinda is one of the richest and most powerful families in the world. It is said that this family has had a history of being kings, lords, rulers, and political leaders for generations. It is a family that has been considered to be on the top of the caste system since the moment it was a concept, hell, many in the family say the word was invented because of them. Their wealth is beyond imagination, and their power in the world is enough to sway entire countries (at least economic) decisions. Suffice to say such a prestigious family would have to be lead by quite an astonishing individual.

Tatsu, as well as her younger sister, were being finely crafted and tuned to become such individuals. After all, their father had married a rather infertile woman, and the fact she was able to have two children was a miracle.This miracle had a few downs though, as most of the time the head of the family was passed on to the male. It was partly a rather old tradition, but not one many complained about as even the daughters ended up rich enough to buy entire countries. Although, with no male heirs to his name, Tatsu's father had to do his best to make sure his lovely little girls were capable of taking the title of being first female head of the family. Which may have made him extra hard on his girls (as it was clear his wife might not be able to make a third miracle.

This meant from an early age that Tatsu and her sister would worked to the bone learning both new skills and new information. They were on the fast tract to being able to pass college in middle school, as well as being able to play any instrument you handed them. This of course put a large burden on the two children, but affected Tatsu's little sister the most as she worked twice as hard so that she could keep up with her older sister. Sadly though, this extra work never payed off, and it was quite clear (Even with a year ahead) that Tatsu was going to be the golden child of the family. This only caused the younger sister to work even harder, while Tatsu tried her best to comfort and give support to her younger sister. It was quite easy to tell that Tatsu's younger sister was her escape from the harsh training of her father. Unbeknownst to anyone though. Tatsu's little escape was soon to be taken from her.

Due to being stupidly rich, the Aethelinda never really minded being generous with huge quantities of money. They would invest in many projects and upstart companies in return for cash back later. Being the smart business family they were, most of the projects they backed tended to work well. This brought many eager people wanting to get invested in to their door, and many of them were turned down. Once such man who was turned down was a scientist of sorts, and upon being denied the money he wanted vowed revenge on the family. It was quite clear this "scientist" had a few screws loose, but no body was prepared for him to be missing a few screws and still be competent. As a few weeks after he swore revenge the man called back, this time demanding an even large pile of cash in return for their youngest daughter, Tatsu's sister.

The proud family was rather hurt by the fact their daughter was stolen, but were not about to swallow their pride and hand over the money too him. Instead, the rather powerful family sent a specialized task force after the scientist, but this turned out to be a mistake as it seems the man was somehow able to escape their grasp. It seems the scientist disappeared off the face of the ear, and so too did her sister.

Now with a giant hole in her heart with no sister to fill it with, Tatsu turned back to her studies, but decided to take under a few more... physical studies as well. She learned martial arts, self defense, how to shoot fire arms, and much more. It was quite clear that Tatsu was either training herself to find her sister, or training herself so nothing like this could ever happen to her family again. Her parents were worried, but for all their money they couldn't seem to find a way to fill the hole in their daughter's heart.

As Tatsu grew older, it was quite clear that she was a powerful fighter (which of course she would be, the Aethelinda pride was on the line here) but there was something off about her determination from before. It seems that her obsession with protecting her family had evolved into protecting the world. After all. If she could make the justice system as powerful as possible, maybe. Just maybe, she could find the man responsible for kidnapping her sister. This determination was so powerful that at the ripe age of eighteen she gathered up a large sum of her personal "fun" money, and invested several million dollars into Nanba prison. Where in she requested to be put of the guard force personally.

Now of course such a girl from a powerful and prestigious family would be given a high rank right? After all she did just hand over millions of dollars to the prison they wouldn't have put her at the bottom because of that now would they? Tatsu proved early on that if she was given a high rank, it was because she was capable not because she was rich. After all, the Aethelinda are not pushovers, and Tatsu showed early on she was not only a capable fighter, but a competent one as well. She seemed to be capable of using brute force alone in order to beat down some of the higher class prisoners, even with ones that had abilities! Eventually, after a little under a year, Tatsu was promoted to one of the warden's personal guards. Although, she was only given the tenth rank. It seemed that if Tatsu wanted to prove to everyone her rank was earned through her own merits and not her money, she would have to get through the rest of the ranks by showing up the other guards.

Ability: Aethelinda family heritage:
Tatsu comes from a family of powerful people, but whether or not this power is something beyond a normal human, or just "the perfect human genes". Either way you can't argue with the fact that Tatsu seems almost super human. Incredible strength, speed, agility, and learning ability has allowed Tatsu to keep up with individuals who are capable of feats that no normal human should be able to control.


Other: Tatsu's time as a guard is on a time limit, as she is the heir to the famiy and will have to take her place as head when her father dies, but that many still has many more years under his belt so she has plenty of time to use her personal funds to not only get herself to peak performance, but decided what the best route to take is in order to grow the police and justice system's power.

[Identity]

{Full Name/Nickname(s):}
• Charlotte Iris Labelle
• Meaning—Charlotte, feminine; Iris, rainbow; Labelle, good-looking
• Char, Lottie

{Block/Mental Stability:}
• Subordinate Officer, Block 1
• Stable

{Age:}
• 26

{Gender:}
• Female

{Date of Birth:}
• October 27th

{Zodiac Sign:}
• Scorpio

{Blood type:}
• O

{Sexuality:}
• Bisexual

{Crush:}
• N/A

{Relationships/Relationship Status:}
• Single

[Appearance:]
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{Hair:}
• Her thin, straight hair is a deep shade of brown that shimmers black in some lights and silver in others; it is extremely long, reaching her calves

{Eyes:}
• Her eyes are a gorgeous sky blue, which change color according to which body of water she is near

{Height:}
• 5'9 ft

{Weight:}
• Around 130 lbs

{Skin Tone:}
• Pale [think pearl]

{Clothing Style:}
• A long, tight black trench coat [shown in pick] and an assortment of shirts and tight, dark pants; always wears a knee-high pair of black leatherboots

{Scarring or Markings:}
• Random ones from over the years

[Personality]

{Description:}
• QUIET/MYSTERIOUS/SOFT-SPOKEN/CAPTIVATING/



HARD-WORKING/DILIGENT/DEDICATED/INTELLIGENT



MOTHERLY/WORRISOME/AFFECTIONATE/CARING/-CHARMING



KIND/GENTLE/PASSIONATE/INNOCENT/PURE-HEARTED





{Deadly Secrets and Things to Know:}
• She can only see shades of blue [everything else is in black, gray, or white]
• She is secretly the one who killed her father
• She is unaware that Dureau is the one who caused her blindness
• She only allows Dureau to call her Lottie

{Likes/Favorite Things:}
• Dureau, her older brother
• Being around Dureau
• Working in the same block as Dureau
• The rain [she feels most alive in a storm]
• Singing [she has a beautiful voice]
• Reading [she's a total bookworm]

{Dislikes/Fears:}
• Being away from Dureau for too long
• When Dureau is unhappy with her
• Her nightmares [which either depict the night she killed her father, or her losing her sight again]
• Her insomnia [which is due to her nightmares and is soothed either by Dureau or a good book]
• She fears that someone will find out that she killed her father
• Her biggest fear is losing Dureau [whether it is him dying or not being able to see him]

{Interesting Facts:}
• Her hair resembles water, as it is silky and soft [it almost looks like a fluid]
• She never has and never will use an umbrella
• She has insomnia due to nightmares
• She inherited her ability from her mother
• Her brother is her best friend

{Ability:}
• Water Elemental: She can control water, but she can also make it appear out of thin air. It is quite powerful, but not all-powerful. It is related to her mother's ability to control ice, and while she, too, can create and use ice, it is harder for her to do so, and using it too much can give her headaches and can even make her pass out. Due to this ability, she can heal minor wounds with her water, which is what healed her eyes somewhat. Her ability has allowed her to see, but she can only recognize shades of blue.

{History:}
• Charlotte was born the second child of a poor family, to an abusive father by the name of Adrian and a loving mother by the name of Belle. She was also born the sister of a kind boy, Dureau, who was four when she came into the world. Unfortunately, the world she arrived in was cruel and unforgiving. About a week into her life, Dureau's terrifying ability developed. Due to his lack of control over it, he accidentally ended up harming Charlotte, effectively destroying her eyesight. Belle, convinced that her son was the same breed of monster as her husband, fell into a terrible depression that left her children to the wrath of their father. Charlotte is still unaware that Dureau is the reason for her blindness, and still believes that her mother has always been distant. She thinks she was born blind, which meant that, as a child, it was natural for her not to see anything. She learned to read the atmosphere, to listen for her father's footsteps instead of waiting for a hand or a foot to strike her. It helped her then, and that skill still helps her now.

By the time Charlotte was four, she learned how to stay out of her father's way for the most part. She also learned how to hide food from their glutton of a father, which became quite important at that time. Dureau began leaving the house for hours at a time, sometimes not even coming back for a whole day. She was left at the house, her father's only outlet for his rage. It seemed impossible, but she stayed strong and actually became the one who cared for Dureau. Though she hadn't known until recently, he being forced to go to Adrian's companions' homes, to sell his body, to do jobs for them. He always came home ragged, and despite being a blind girl who constantly received terrible beatings, who was always on her toes, afraid of getting in her father's way, she began taking care of Dureau like a mother should. She would patch up his wounds, not question where they came from, help him eat something, and then sing him to sleep because he had a hard time doing so when she was not at his side.

This pattern continued until Charlotte was seven years old. One night Dureau came home to a furious father and his little sister cowering in the kitchen, hiding from his wrath. Adrian had received a call from the man Dureau was supposed to be servicing and was told that there would no longer be any business between them. Their father decided to ask questions while beating the shit out of the boy, instead of giving him the chance to explain his side. It was the most violent he had ever been with his children, and Charlotte tried several times to stop him, but due to her lack of vision, for most of it, she was easily kicked into submission. That is, until she heard Dureau give up. In a sudden rage, she stood and ran at where she guessed Adrian was, luckily managing to get at him. She beat at his leg, begging him to stop, continuing to get up every time she was kicked down. Something inside of her snapped the second Dureau could no longer stand his wounds and lost consciousness. There was a sound of rushing water, a choked gargle, and then Charlotte opened her eyes. She could see! She could see a huge shard of ice piercing through her father's chest, her brother lying bloody and broken on the floor. The first thing she had ever remembered seeing made her scream.

After a few minutes of wailing, of shaking and sobbing, Charlotte's mother, Belle marched into the room, probably to shut her up. The scene in the living room somehow made her come back to herself, and after a moment, she walked over to her screaming child. Surprisingly, she knelt before Charlotte and wrapped her arms around her, proceeding to comfort her in a way that only Dureau ever had. It took a long time, but Belle somehow managed to calm her daughter, though she really only fell silent after the woman had helped the girl over to her brother simply so she could be near him. Charlotte was still shaking, still crying, but she was quiet once she was able to hold her brother's hand. Sniffling and looking around curiously despite the situation, she almost didn't notice when Belle walked over to the telephone. Their mother called the police and describe what happened, which was easy enough to guess just by the man lying on the floor and the wailing child she had only just calmed. The only difference in her story was that she was the one who killed Adrian.

Belle's ability, that which her childrens' descended from, was ice-related, so her story, unfortunately checked out. She was charged with first-degree murder and was to be imprisoned in Japan's infamous Nanba Prison. Charlotte and Dureau were forced to move from their home in France, to Japan to be closer to their mother, but without any relatives to care for them, they were put into foster care. The siblings' looks and abilities easily made them good candidates for adoption, but what kept them in the system for several years was their insistence on staying together. Charlotte could not be in a different room from Dureau or she would burst into tears, to say the least. Due to her severe separation anxiety, it was only when she turned eleven that they finally were adopted by someone who was willing to have both of them. The couple, the names of Akira and Bishamon, that adopted them were kind and patient. They helped the brilliant siblings catch up with school and were understanding when Charlotte and Dureau kept their distance.

After Dureau graduated and started working though, Charlotte saw him less and less and soon became restless. It was then that Bishamon, a guard at Nanba prison, began teaching Charlotte, and later Dureau, self-defense. Fighting, using her ability, came naturally to Charlotte, surprisingly enough. As a girl who was very dark, who kept to herself, who only ever smiled and laughed with her brother, fighting was a way to express herself. It wasn't long after high school when, at the age of eighteen, she was accepted into a police academy. It would be six years before she again saw Dureau, when she transferred into Nanba prison and became a trainee. She became a subordinate guard under her brother [the head guard of block 1] at twenty-five, but, now twenty-six, she has recently found out that her mother has been murdered by another inmate. This inmate has just been murdered, and she has just been told Dureau's side of their broken childhood... There is no telling what could come to pass now.

{Theme Song(s):}
• 【VOCALOID 4 カバー】 MEW - Schwarzer Regen 【VSQx + Instrumental DL】

"I've sunken into an abyss of liquid black- blood. Lottie is my only salvation from the darkness that is myself."


Ｂａｓｉｃｓ
│ Nᴀᴍᴇ │ Dureau Emmanuel Labelle
│ Nᴀᴍᴇ ᴍᴇᴀɴɪɴɢ │(view spoiler)[ Dureau (doo-RAW)- hure’s son
Emmanuel- ‘god is with us’
Labelle- good-looking (hide spoiler)]
│Aʟɪᴀsᴇs │ Vampire
│ Nɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ │ Em {Only Lottie Can Call Him This- He Will Kill Anyone Else}



│ Aɢᴇ │ 30
│ Dᴀᴛᴇ ᴏғ Bɪʀᴛʜ │ January 16
│ Tɪᴍᴇ ᴏғ Bɪʀᴛʜ │6:59am
│ Zᴏᴅɪᴀᴄ │ Capricorn



│ Bᴜɪʟᴅɪɴɢ Nᴜᴍʙᴇʀ﹕│ 1
│ Gᴜᴀʀᴅ Rᴀɴᴋɪɴɢ ﹕│ Head Guard




│ Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ Rᴏʟᴇ │ Masculine
│ Bɪʀᴛʜ Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ │ Male
│ Sᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ │ Asexual {May Change}
│ Pʀᴇsᴇɴᴛ Sᴛᴀᴛᴜs │
Future Romantic Relationship With Umiko
│ Pᴀsᴛ Rᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘs │ Rape



│ Tʜᴇᴍᴇ Sᴏɴɢ: │ 【鏡音リン】Meltdown (Piano ver.) 【カバー】

│ Fᴀᴍɪʟʏ │
│ Pᴀʀᴇɴᴛs │
Name Belle Labelle
Relation » Mother |◦ » ◦| Status » Deceased
|Image|: (view spoiler)[ (hide spoiler)]


Name Andrian Labelle
Relation » Father |◦ » ◦| Status » Deceased
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Name Bishamon
Relation » The Girlfriend|◦ » ◦| Status » Alive
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Name Akira Dai
Relation » Adoptive Father |◦ » ◦| Status » Alive
|Image|: (view spoiler)[ (hide spoiler)]


│ Sɪʙʟɪɴɢs │

Name Charlotte Labelle
Relation » Sister |◦ 26 » ◦| Status » Alive
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"No one is safe from my wrath."


Ａｐｐｅａｒａｎｃｅ
│ Iᴍᴀɢᴇ │


│ Hᴀɪʀ │ Dark Brown
│ Eʏᴇs │ Ice Blue

│ Cᴏᴍᴘʟᴇxɪᴏɴ │ Tanned
│ Bᴜɪʟᴅ │ 6’3”, well built (like a bulldozer), all muscle, chiseled features (glass sharp).
│ Fᴀᴄᴇ Cʟᴀɪᴍ │ Deviantart image
│ Dɪsɢᴜɪsɪɴɢ ᴍᴀʀᴋɪɴɢs│
Scars on hands, arms, chest, abdomen, and back.
Tat sleeves on both arm- of a college of meaningful images (to him)

“I feel the blood that runs through your veins, the very thing that allows you to live…. That very thing I can control, thus I control you.”
"But if you think that’s all I can do…"

Ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌ
│ Aʟʟᴇɢɪᴀɴᴄᴇ﹕ │ His Sister
│ Oᴄᴄᴜᴘᴀᴛɪᴏɴ﹕│

Head Guard For Building 1 In Nanba Prison

[Construction Worker]

│ Hᴏʙʙɪᴇs﹕│

`Disciplining `Spoiling His Sister `Training `Reading `Practicing `Baking `Secretly Can Dance (Waltz)

│ Aʙɪʟɪᴛɪᴇs﹕│

Blood Manipulation: He is able to bend the will of living organisms’ blood. Similar to any other elemental manipulation, he is able to move or stop it in any way he wishes. This means Dureau is able to immobilize people by freezing their blood cells in that exact part of space. He can increase the blood’s movements (disturbing metabolic processes by heating up the body or cooling the body, even keeping oxygen and nutrients from getting to the cells). If this ability isn’t terrifying enough already, he can extract the blood from people’s bodies, thus killing them in the process (since it rips their skin, muscles etc to shreds).
However, he receives a great consequence from manipulating blood for certain lengths of time or forcing them from the host body. He gets extreme migraines. It doesn’t seem too bad, but depending on the length or effort needed in the manipulation he’d done- he won’t be able to even move. He’d be paralyzed by pain.
On the first half of the pain scale of migraines, he has the ability to suppress the pain but it gets increasingly harder after the half-way point. Hence, he doesn’t make people burst too often, instead just manipulate their blood to force them to move the way he wants them to.

│ Cʀɪᴍᴇs﹕│

`Murder `Prostitution `Drug Dealing `Theft

"Lottie, I'm dealing with a pest right now; I'll call you later."



│ Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ │

Head Guard of Building 1 requires a person with an acute sense of management and a stomach to handle the sick murderers that this building often contains.
Dureau is a perfect candidate for this position. He’s a responsible, unforgiving, disciplined individual that can give as much as he gets- and then multiply that by ten. Dureau is a strict person who is determined, dedicated once he puts his mind to something and decisive. He prides himself in being always correct, making the right choices even if they aren’t always morally correct. Dureau has earned himself the reputation of a vampire. A cold, inhuman bloodsucker that preys on the weak; since every inmate is weaker than him. That quite possibly would be his confidence talking. The man is a cocky guy because he knows what he can do and he does it well. He aims to be professional but more times than not becomes merciless towards many of the inmates who cross him. This is because he has a cruel, unforgiving streak while being a bit devious. Mainly, it’s because Dureau is a control ‘freak’, he can’t feel out of control in any situation with another person or it can become deadly. Dureau is generally composed, a guy that doesn’t express any emotions (since he frankly doesn’t care about much), but once he’s angered or feels threatened, he will snap. This snap will mean he will become aggressive to the point of killing a numerous amount of people with his blood manipulation ability. It’s an unfortunate flaw, having a fine line between thinking before he does things and doing before he thinks. As a result, he sees these moments as failures, something he loathes. He hates failing, not being right and it doesn’t help that he is heavily self-critical of everything he does; which pushes him to try harder, get better and stronger.
However, outward appearances, Dureau is a tightly wound, calm and cool man. He’s assertive, in control, fierce, mysterious, rude, and crude. He’s the type of person you always want on your side otherwise receiving his discipline or condescension is not a position you wish to be in. He’s a resourceful, stubborn, and often a violent person. He trusts no one, suspicious of everything making him acutely aware of his surroundings and when he's being lied to. He hates nothing more than lies, wanting truths and facts. Fortunately, he’s the type to keep secrets.
Dureau is well known for being a cold (a bit twisted), calculating pessimistic man. Thinking the worse of everything and of everyone. However, a redeeming trait is the fact he is so determined. Once he decides on something he will never let up, never give in and never leave you alone.
That is unless you’re his sister.

Dureau is almost an entirely different person when he’s with his younger sister, Lottie. Sure, he still is stubborn, resourceful and smart but he definitely has a sister complex. Where the inmates see a monster, he is, in fact, an affectionate and doting brother. He loves his sister to the point where he is overprotective. She is the only one on earth that can tell him what to do or sit him down to lecture him. This doesn’t stop him from teasing her whenever he can and often being a (mature) sarcastic shit. He would do anything for her, even kill or die. She is the only reason he has any semblance of humanity left in him and the fact he’s a functioning human being.
However, he’s the type of guy that can’t express his emotions too well, if at all. It’s hard to tell what he's thinking but Lottie has never needed eyes to know something was wrong with him. She’s the most important thing to him and he could spend days just listening to her sing. Where he is normally stone cold, with her he is just rock and suddenly the best at self-control.

│ Lɪᴋᴇs │
☻ Lottie (His Sister)
☻ Being In Control
☻ His Hobbies
☻ Lottie’s Singing
☻ Tattoos

│ Dɪsʟɪᴋᴇs │
☹ His Sister Suffering
☹ People After His Sister
☹ Criminals
☹ Candies
☹ Rape/People Touching Him

│ Sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜs │
✮ Combat
✮ Blood Manipulation
✮ Intimidation
✮ Strength
✮ Intelligence

│ Wᴇᴀᴋɴᴇssᴇs │
☆ His Sister
☆ Migraines
☆ PTSD-Nightmares
☆ Many Enemies
☆ Loss Of Humanity

│ Fᴇᴀʀs │
✗ Hurting His Sister
✗Losing His Sister
✗ Being Raped
✗ Losing Himself Completely

"She’s all that I had to live for. We’d gone through hell and back and we’re only still just crawling back to the surface."


│ Hɪsᴛᴏʀʏ │

Dureau was born to a very complicated family. Their father was a scum of a human being with deep ties with a local gang and basically forced their mother into a marriage. To make matters any worse than they already were, Adrian (his father) was an abusive guy who began targeting Dureau after he was born. He was saved numerous times due to his mother’s interference or even shielding him physically from his father’s belt.
This continued for the first four years of his life, enough for him to become rather numb to the world. It wasn’t like he knew much better and could only endure his suffering. He couldn’t do anything, even trying to save his mother from these attacks, recognizing what his father did to her was completely wrong. It only provoked his father more and worsened the situation for them both.
However, at this age, Dureau was introduced to a new family member that barely made it through birth. Not long after Charlotte had arrived in their home, tragedy befell the disastrous family. His father was in a fit, pissed that he had to waste more money on a good for nothing child just because she gave birth to the thing. He was planning on permanently getting rid of it, but Dureau completely freaked out, losing control and as a result, made his sister blind. He’d heated the blood in her eyes past the point of punctuality and caused too many of the cells to die or become unusable. He didn’t understand what had happened, nor did his father, but his mother, Belle knew. However, after suffering from all that abuse and now to have the child she protected blind the other… she became numb, permanently dazed. A shell of a human being.
With his mother out of commission and their father wanting nothing to do with Lottie, Dureau was left to look after his baby sister and ensure her wellbeing. He took to it, becoming closer and closer to his sister until he felt completely responsible for her. He loved his baby sister. It was difficult and trying at times since he was just a child himself but he learned, forcing himself to learn, asking people for help (but rarely ever with his sister. He could do that just fine on his own.).
Eventually, she got older and was able to take care of herself more and more. Dureau was by her side the entire time, teaching her and making sure she was happy. More importantly, protecting her from the brutality of their father for as long as he could. She had consumed every part of his life and he didn’t mind in the slightest. He didn’t feel numb anymore, he had something to live for.
Unfortunately, the older she got, the more his father began to demand from Dureau in exchange for leaving her alone. He agreed to do whatever he asked, knowing he had no other choice but to protect his sister he would do anything.

“This… is… mine. But… why am I bleeding there?”

Dureau was gone more and more, sometimes for hours, sometimes he wouldn’t until the next morning or even be gone for entire days on what his father called ‘errands’. Dureau never told Lottie what he was actually doing, telling her that it was simple errands for their father, nothing more. Unfortunately, what Dureau was forced to endure was more horrific than what he’d endured by his father’s hand. He was being sold to people, mainly gang members where he was forced to do whatever they wanted him to do. Most of the time, this meant he had to steal, deal some drugs, issue threats, collect money but there were much worse things he had to do. He was used for assassination, forced to kill those his ‘owners’ wanted him to kill. The first time it happened was the worse, he nearly got himself killed if he hadn’t used his ability. He was just a child, surrounded by blood having torn every cell of blood from the man’s body in a fit of panic. It left him immobile and he refused to ever use it again thus had to teach himself effective ways to kill people without endangering himself to the point that ability will manifest. In addition to killing, he was sold to do far worse things with clients. He was often used for sex, raped continuously by a client or even clients. It was horrible and Dureau could do nothing, knowing if he put up a fight his sister would pay the price (though, she still suffered abuse from their father’s hand despite his best efforts).



It left Lottie patching up his wounds after each ordeal, a shameful thing but those moments were the most peaceful. Scarred by what he had to endure, he could only relay on the very person he vowed to protect. Each other’s rocks, but Dureau knew she was more of his rock than he was her’s.
Years passed, till he was about 11, each day chipping away at Dureau’s sanity, his humanity and his only salvation was returning to his little sister, caring for her and loving her with what was left of him. However, Juang, a regular client who used him for his body, requested Dureau to bring his little sister (having seen a glimpse of her before) so the three of them could have some fun. Dureau didn’t think twice, refusing the bastard and returned home to a raging father. Adrian was furious since Juang had demanded money in return and refused to be a client any longer. Enraged that he’d lost a very rich and important client, he beat Dureau all the way to hell’s gate.
He awoke to find himself in the hospital and Lottie clinging to his side on the bed. He was confused and after asking her what happened, was equally shocked but more so thankful. He learned that Lottie had killed their father (with a power similar to his own) and their mother had taken the blame. He later learned that she had been taken to a place called Nanba Prison under the charge of first degree murder and they’d be placed in foster care in Japan until they were adopted.

"I can't even save my sister."

They entered many adoption interviews but Lottie couldn’t last without being with him and whenever he learned they weren’t willing to accept the both of them, he refused or ruined the interview. He was cold and merciless with everyone except for his sister, not trusting any of these two-faced adults.
Fortunately, when he was 15, a couple came in to adopt them. The possible guardian waited, they arrived to find a young man with a kind smile, and a woman with gentle eyes. The man was a police officer, and the woman beside him, his girlfriend, worked as a guard in the famous Nanba prison where Lottie and Em's mother was being held. The siblings, after a few days of consideration, preparation, and paperwork, became a part of the couple's family

Dureau played the part, he got along with the couple but his focus was always on his sister, making sure she was okay, taken care of, and happy. They both suffered from the past, dwelling on memories that wouldn’t go away. Dureau comforted his sister whenever she needed him but stifled his own nightmares and trauma. He preferred to pretend what happened to him never happened. He couldn’t completely erase it though, not when he tensed or suffered an attack whenever someone touched him or struggled to stop himself from killing people who appeared to attack him.
He didn’t have many thoughts on the couple, not at first at least. He was allowed to get an education, though since he was at an odd age, he did his education mainly online and he learned all that he could as quickly as he could. Filtering what he didn’t need. Eventually, at 17, Bishamon (their adoptive father’s girlfriend) started teaching Dureau and Lottie self-defense. Dureau was anxious about this fact since he had to teach himself how to fight earlier on with the intentions of killing. It was a time before he partook in her teachings with Lottie there. He managed to learn a bit more but mainly trained in self-control. It was at this point where he became closer to the couple, especially Bishamon whom he learned a lot from. She liked all sorts of combat and was a military junkie. Her influence had him searching more into different forms of combat and fighting.
By the time he turned 18, he had his fill of anything resembling ‘school’ and turned to being able to provide for himself and his sister. In addition to spending as much time as he could with Lottie, he invested his time in working (as well as a training himself at local gyms and dojos) as a construction worker. It forced him to socialize with people that he didn’t care about but it was laborious work that was enjoyable.



Two years passed when he approached Bishamon about working as a trainee at the prison. He was a bit curious about her work (which she talked about a lot). He managed to get a job there and was made an apprentice of one of the head guards, specifically the head guard of building 1. It was him who discovered Dureau’s blood manipulation ability and was the one to force him to develop it. The only way for thee to not fear thyself is to learn to control what thee fears. A lot of hard work, training, and pushing, Dureau was able to use his ability and soon he could even use it to assist him with work (dealing with prisoners).
He joined Nanba due to his volatile tendencies and looking for some sort of outlet but ended up developing an interest in disciplining wrongdoers (the thought of punishing those who have done horrible things to kids just like what had happened to his sister and him).

A year and so passes and Dureau was hired as an official subordinate guard and as Lottie graduates high school and goes into another program, Em quits his other job and stays at Nanba full time. During the six-year program she undergoes, Em works at the prison, learning what he can but mainly has developed the ropes of the job and becomes a force in building 1. His reputation increases but he takes random leaves whenever Lottie is in or will be in trouble. He kept an eye on her for those six years, since she is his baby sister that he loves. He made sure to chase off boys who’d taken an interest in her, deal with possible attackers and protected her from the shadows. He would never admit to this to her, however.

Turning 29, Dureau is promoted to head guard and his mentor retiring as a result. That wasn’t concerned Dureau though, he was now the supervisor of his sister now after all. Their dynamic altered a bit as time in Nanba continued. He was an intimidating man who was known as a vampire but his love for his sister made him humane. She was the only one who could boss him around or tell him off and he didn’t feel the necessity of protecting her constantly now that they were in the same building and she was in no danger. She could handle most of these inmates. However, a but after becoming the head guard, he was informed of his mother’s death. He had nearly forgotten the woman. After she had become a shell of a woman, he lost any feelings he had towards her. He knew she had helped in the past but she was still a face that he would rather not remember. However, when Lottie told him that she was killed, that’s when his interest was a peaked. He looked into it further to find that the inmate who had killed her was none other than Juang.
Faced with the horrors of his past and the man who had done the worst of the worst to him, countless times had not only tried to involve Lottie, but now killed his mother. Dureau snapped, he refused to allow this to occur. He wanted his revenge. He needed his blood on his hands, it was the only way he could possibly repent for all that he’d done to Em.
Dureau meticulously planned for Juang to be placed in solitary where Dureau was able to do anything to him. Torture, something Dureau had perfected over the years from dealing with mentally insane killers. He dealt Juang all that he’d given him, slow and cruel. He gave Juang about as much mercy as he’d given Em as a child.

"We're not done yet. You have three years of punishment to redeem.

In the end, Juang tried to escape and Dureau killed him during his attempted escape. It was covered up since Nanba never wants to acknowledge that someone could escape their cells.
However, killing Juang, torturing him didn’t put Em’s mind at peace in the slightest. If anything, it made it worse. He could only think of one thing to do, the only thing he could do. He told Lottie everything, laying in his bed, he told her everything he had kept from her as a child. What his father had done to him and the real reason behind his night terrors. He only kept the fact he’d killed Juang to himself, it didn’t come up in his recollection of his past.

He let it all out into the open and now he could only hope for some salvation.

"I won't allow anyone to hurt you.. never again."

OH MY GOD!!! BABYYYYY!!!!! HE'S SO BEAUTIFUL!!!!! I'M IN LOVE!!!!!!!!!

“I won’t give up now. I’ve made it this far; there is na turnin’ back.”


Ｂａｓｉｃｓ
│ Nᴀᴍᴇ │ Lucio Santino Lorenzo
│ Nᴀᴍᴇ ᴍᴇᴀɴɪɴɢ │(view spoiler)[ Lucio- light of day
Santino- saint
Lorenzo-city of laurels (hide spoiler)]
│Aʟɪᴀsᴇs │ The Invisible Hand & Various Other Names
│ Nɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ │ Luci, Enzo



│ Aɢᴇ │21
│ Dᴀᴛᴇ ᴏғ Bɪʀᴛʜ │ October 30th
│ Tɪᴍᴇ ᴏғ Bɪʀᴛʜ │ 7:39pm
│ Pʟᴀᴄᴇ ᴏғ Bɪʀᴛʜ │ Brooklyn, New York, USA
│ Zᴏᴅɪᴀᴄ │ Scopio



│ Bᴜɪʟᴅɪɴɢ Nᴜᴍʙᴇʀ﹕│ N/A
│ Gᴜᴀʀᴅ Rᴀɴᴋɪɴɢ ﹕│ Warden’s Officer




│ Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ Rᴏʟᴇ │ Masculine
│ Bɪʀᴛʜ Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ │ Male
│ Sᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ │ Homoromantic Demisexual
│ Pʀᴇsᴇɴᴛ Sᴛᴀᴛᴜs │ Single
│ Pᴀsᴛ Rᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘs │ N/A



│ Tʜᴇᴍᴇ Sᴏɴɢ: │ Outer Science

│ Fᴀᴍɪʟʏ │
│ Pᴀʀᴇɴᴛs │
Name Emilia Lorenzo
Relation » Mother |◦ » ◦| Status » Alive

Name Danilo Lorenzo
Relation » Father |◦ » ◦| Status » Deceased

│ Sɪʙʟɪɴɢs │

Name Antonio Lorenzo
Relation » Brother |◦ » ◦| Status » Deceased
|Image|: (view spoiler)[ (hide spoiler)]





“I didn’t pull the trigga. It was all ya. Stop puttin’ the blame on someone else. Own up ta it like man.”

Ａｐｐｅａｒａｎｃｅ
│ Iᴍᴀɢᴇ │



│ Hᴀɪʀ │ Bowl cut, dark brown hair. Bangs framing his eyes.
│ Eʏᴇs │ Straw Coloured Eyes (Hazel)
│ Cᴏᴍᴘʟᴇxɪᴏɴ │ Pale: mistaken for being dead.
│ Bᴜɪʟᴅ │ Thin build, not much muscle but little fat as well.
│ Fᴀᴄᴇ Cʟᴀɪᴍ │ Angelo Lagusa
│ Dɪsɢᴜɪsɪɴɢ ᴍᴀʀᴋɪɴɢs│
Scars from stab wounds and cuts (abdomen, arms and left side) and guns shots (shoulder and left thigh).

“I don’t know what ya thinking, but I can assure ya that you’re makin’ a big mistake.”

Ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌ
│ Aʟʟᴇɢɪᴀɴᴄᴇ﹕ │

Warden

│ Oᴄᴄᴜᴘᴀᴛɪᴏɴ﹕│

`Drug Coordinator `Assassin `Avenger `Officer `Undercover Prisoner

│ Hᴏʙʙɪᴇs﹕│

What’s a hobby?

│ Aʙɪʟɪᴛɪᴇs﹕│

Telekinesis: The ability to move things with your mind.
Lucio has the ability to move objects with his mind. This does only include inanimate objects or plants. He cannot move any other living creatures such as humans and animals. He isn’t entirely sure why but his ability just can’t handle the burden of the load. However, despite his inability to do anything to other people, he can create telepathic barriers. It’s an expansion of his power since the ability itself is moving objects, this technique keeps the specific space frozen ‘still’ so nothing can pass through. Once he has constructed a barrier, he can’t do anything else with his powers and he cannot move the barrier without deconstructing it and moving it (all mentally).
Another fault of this seemingly overpowered ability is the fact that when in use, he can’t properly use his limbs to protect himself. It’s like trying to read and write two completely different stories at the same time. So, when using telekinesis, he cannot defend himself against physical attacks if someone gets passed his onslaught of objects.

Combat: However, Lucio doesn’t use his ability too often (if he does, it’s usually to click a puzzle piece into place). Instead, he knows how to defend himself and fight very well. He doesn’t have a lot of strength on his side, but his speed and agility is unmatched in human capabilities (abnormal abilities are advanced). His main choice of weapon is a pistol and a switchblade, both of which he keeps hidden on his person at all times.

│ Cʀɪᴍᴇs﹕│

First Degree Murder
{He has technically done a lot of crimes but he’s been in the back ground, moving the pieces and motivating the pawns to complete these crimes that will result in him receiving what he wants. He never does anything directly unless it’s self-defense.}

│ Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ │

Lucio Lorenzo is not your traditional man. He is a con man through in through. Every time he approaches someone, he has an ulterior motive hidden behind his usually impassive expression. He isn’t an honest man, he has never really been one. Being lead through life by an instinct to survive has lead him to be a deceptive man who trusts no one. He will befriend those around him all in the goal to win them over to gain something. As soon as he’s gotten what he wanted, he will merciless stab them in the back without a second thought. He’s a merciless man, cruel with no remorse for his actions and a determination that is ultimately self-destructive.
He was a man who was driven by a sense of justice, an overwhelming, consuming need for vengeance. However, that feeling has left him leaving him quite hollow, at least more so than before. Despite this seemingly inhuman person lacking emotions that most people endure… he is still in fact someone with feelings. He rarely expresses or feels them but he experiences bouts of anger, sadistic happiness or pleasure. However, he makes a point never to reveal anything on his monotone expression that often claims his face. He is a mysterious man of secrets and no matter how hard you try, he’ll never admit any of them.



An important thing to additionally note about a con man, besides to never trust one, is to be wary of your actions. Second guess everything and then triple guess them, otherwise you’ll be caught right in his web. He is ten steps ahead of everyone, predicting and manipulating everything from behind the scenes to get the most favorable outcome. If his abilities weren’t frightening enough, his meticulous strategic skills are even more terrifying. Especially the moment he lets you realize how royally played you were- from the very beginning.


"No one expects it from a dog."

Stepping away from the exterior being that is Lucio, once you push past the sociopathic tendencies to learn more of the character he is that allows him to draw people in, you’ll find a rather charming guy, in his own way. He’s a composed guy, keeping to himself but it’s apparent that he isn’t a monster. He helps those he befriends (at least helping them to help him} and actually has a rather dry and dark sense of humor. Some may call it bland or having no humor at all but ultimately, it’s still there and humorous at the given time.
However, his biggest character flaw, if everything above wasn’t enough… he doesn’t understand human kindness. He can predict the path people will follow if faced with certain scenarios but introducing any humanitarian acts will throw him through a loop. He often slips in these moment, becoming ‘cute’ in denial and ignorance. He sees the world as a twisted place where only the strong survive. Trusting or depending on someone means you’re weak and you’ll be swept by the wave of human cruelty. People are out for themselves, selfish by nature. There is no way they could honestly be curious or nice to anyone. He cannot understand it and when he’s thrown off the track, it takes him a moment to compose himself. Strong emotions are hard to bottle under his permanent mask.

“I donna see how that matters.”

With that said, he is still a sly and manipulative bastard. He knows how to pull people’s string and doesn’t need to be the forerunner to do it. He likes working in the background, being the invisible hand that directs people into the line of fire. He can do this in the background, on the sidelines or in the shadows, depending how involved he’s required to be. He is not a man to cross, though he isn’t someone to take petty arguments or fights into consideration.
To put it simply, he is a puppet master. Feeding lies, doubts and creating the optimum scenario to leave the most chaos in its wake. His goals are big and he doesn’t involve himself with the small fry.

“I think he’s plannin’ on betrayin’ ya.”

However, ever since he’d achieved his life long desire to take revenge of his father and brother’s killer he doesn’t have anything else to live for. He was a man on the path of self-destruction who was fully planning on collapsing at the very end. When that didn’t come to pass and he still lives, he is now but a hollow man. Since he was taken in by the warden to basically be a pawn in the prison, he decided that there wasn’t anything better to do and had a better chance at getting killed here. He’s a dog following the orders of his master (though, he’s given a long leash).
Due to his lack of desire to live, it makes him extremely dangerous. He’ll take risks that people who are afraid of death do not take. He isn’t scared to take it that step further to get exactly what his goal is and it makes equally unstable, treacherous and threatening.

"Do it, I dare ya."

Lucio is an underhanded guy. He likes to remain unknown, he disguises himself in the prisoner by using a false name and living the life a prisoner. He does all this with the directive to find those who spark conflicts in the prison and arrange for them to burn it out, destroying before it can begin or relaying information to the warden to enforce guards to quell it. He doesn’t enjoy the latter option too much. He likes doing things and doing them full out. He’s dedicated to the roles he plays and will do a lot to enforce his fake identity and ensure his place in their evitable self-destruction. It is bad news if he appears in your building… not that you’ll realize it’s been him all along.


“What are ya doing?” “I’ll smell like a drunk now-that’s what I’m pretendin’ to be after all.”

│ Lɪᴋᴇs │
☻ ?
☻ Smoking
☻ ?
☻ Being In Control
☻ ?

│ Dɪsʟɪᴋᴇs │
☹ People
☹ Life
☹ His Mother
☹ Living
☹ Relying On Others

│ Sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜs │
✮ Fearless
✮ His Ability
✮ Combat
✮ Manipulative
✮ Intelligence

│ Wᴇᴀᴋɴᴇssᴇs │
☆ Strength
☆ Secrecy
☆ Lack Of Trust
☆ Alone
☆ Family

│ Fᴇᴀʀs │
✗ What’s Left To Fear?

"I’ve seen it, I’ve experienced it, I’ve lived it…"

│ Hɪsᴛᴏʀʏ │

Lucio was born to the Lorenzo family in Brooklyn New York. Two lovey dovey parents graced parenthood when Lucio arrived and doted on him. His father was a businessman so he was often busy or away for days on business trips but whenever he was home with his family; they were the best times of his life.
His parents were good, hard working people. His mother mostly was a work at home mom focusing on housework but also worked on her computer often. It was a good infancy and childhood. Sunshine, lollipops and all that sparkly unicorn stuff. (when you work on character’s history 3 in the morning)
A year or so after his birth, Lucio wasn’t the only child in his family anymore. He got a little brother which he didn’t really know what to think of yet but he enjoyed playing with and often was left to watch him (as much as a 1 year old could watch their younger brother). This continued for a wonderful four years. He was loved by his parents who were kind but strict with him since he often got into trouble. His curious nature and troublesome streak really hit its peak when he was two. As his brother got older, he brought him into a lot of mischief as well, both a little too ignorant to realize but Lucio knew a little more better than his younger brother.
He liked his kid brother even though he got him in trouble often. He adored his parents, especially his father. Lucio really looked up to his father and loved going to the office with him. He wanted to be just like his dad, a good businessman that everyone looked up to.

Lucio was in his fifth year of life, his brother is fourth when tragedy struck and tore about his innocence, hopes, dreams and existence.
His mother was out with friends the night it happened. She was there attending a funeral but his father had to work so the boys stayed home with the nanny until their father finally returned home. That night they stayed up later, watching a movie and snacking on popcorn until they all passed out on the couch sprawled on each other.
Late that night, Lucio woke up and stumbled off to the bathroom, needing to use it. In his disoriented state, he ended up using the one on the second floor instead of the first floor the rest of his family was on. He used it and wandered to the bedroom he shared with his brother and slept there until morning.
That morning, he got up and raced downstairs. It was Saturday after all, it meant that his dad would be making them pancakes. However, he wasn’t there in the kitchen like normal and he didn’t remember seeing Antonio in his bed. He went to the living room to see if they were still there when the scent hit him like concrete. Blood and death.
Trembling, Lucio entered to see his father and brother laying on the bed. They could have been mistaken for sleeping. Except they were pale and blood soaked the couch they laid on and clothes they wore.
Lucio could only silently scream, collapsing onto the ground. He sobbed hysterically, his mind going into shock as he screamed for them to wake up to the point he went over to shake their dead corpses. “PLEASE WAKE UP! DADDY! TONI!!!”
The neighbors eventually called the cops from all the noise and they arrived to see Lucio on the ground in front of his dead family member. He was curled into a ball, blood covering his hand and clothes as he wept. Just as the bodies were being taken away, Lucio’s mother returned home to see her husband and youngest son being taken away in body bags. She demanded what had happened, becoming hysterical, wanting to know where her son was. Lucio was in the back of a cop car, a blanket wrapped around him. He was trembling, his eyes unblinking seeing nothing. He couldn’t even hear his mother’s cries.
Eventually, they learned that the murder had been deliberate, happening sometime after he’d gone to his room and fallen back asleep. That if he had returned to his family’s side after going to the washroom, he would be dead as well. If he had been any more awake, he could have notice someone breaking in.
It was that last fact that sent made his mother hate him. She spiraled into a depression. She’d lost her beloved husband and her baby boy. Now she was left with a son who cowardly escaped death. A month later, in her warped mind, it was Lucio’s fault. She blamed him, screamed at him for not dying along with them. She blamed him for surviving, hated him for him. It only increased his survivor’s guilt that plagued him. The more his mother verbally abused him, the hollower Lucio became. He already was an insomniac, seeing his father and brother’s corpse in his dreams, asking him why he didn’t save them. Why didn’t he join them?
This continued for another brutally long year. Lucio stopped attending school and his mother drowned herself in alcohol, unable to stand being in the same room as him. As every day passed, the more he resembled his father after all. Just another reminder.
Lucio was 7 when his mother couldn’t take it anymore. She craved to get some control over her life, to get rid of the monster living with her and get away from the house that held so many destructive memories. So, she threw him out. She shoved him into the car, door hours away from their house, taking as many twists and turns until she was confident he wouldn’t know his way home. She then threw him on the street, got into the car and drove away. All Lucio could do was silently watch, not even tears sprung to his eyes. He deserved this after all.

Only 7 years old and he was left on the streets to rot. It’s not like he tried to do anything at first besides get out of the rain. He holed himself in an abandoned doorway in an alley where he stayed there, shivering, and starving for days. He had no urge to survive. He just wanted to join his brother and father. It wasn’t until, in a state of delusion, from hungry and dehydration, he heard his brother telling him to get revenge for their deaths. To find the ones responsible and make them pay the price.
With that goal in mind, Lucio had all the spark he needed to live until his goals were met.



The first thing he knew he needed was food and water. That was the most apparent thing on his mind, a consuming need. He didn’t have enough energy to try and steal money from someone, he couldn’t run nor knew how to steal without being noticed. So, he began wandering around, looking for somewhere or someone that would be willing to give him a food. In the end, Lucio had to sneak into a restaurant’s backdoor, into the kitchen and sneak some food like a rat.
He continued like that for a bit, stealing things he could easily get away with, sleeping in doorways or under benches. As months passed, he experimented in pickpocketing. Failing and needing to run the first few times. Trail and errors but he eventually got the hang of it. He didn’t need to run anymore, slipping in, grabbing what he needed in a few seconds. He began collecting a fair amount of cash by doing this, sometimes taking expensive look items to pawn off or money directly.
This continued, he was able to buy himself food, get water and even stayed in a homeless shelter to get out of the cold and a change of clothes. It wasn’t perfect but he was on the road to surviving and once he had that secured, he could move to bigger game. He could begin the research into his own past. He needed to learn why his father was killed and his brother murdered. However, he still had a long way to go and he was only 10.

He was still numb to the world, just going by, getting what he needed. He didn’t pay mind to anyone else. He didn’t think anyone mattered in the least.
It was a big mistake. His lack of awareness meant he didn’t notice the certain group who watched him while he was in the shelter. Eventually, they followed him when Lucio exited to go to steal from some people when he was shoved into a dark alley. He didn’t understand what was going on until they tried to forcibly undress him. Lucio panicked, fighting desperately against them though he didn’t scream. That was until he saw the knife. His mind blanked for a moment in total fear. He didn’t want to die, he couldn’t die yet. They hadn’t paid yet. That’s when he screamed. Suddenly, items littered around the area went flying, attacking them until he was released and he stumbled away from him.
Unfortunately, he was tackled by one of them, ending the chaotic shower of trash. He was tied, gagged, beaten, and even raped by the men until he fell unconscious from the pain. He woke up later in a sort of cage and from what he heard, to be sold as a slave. He escaped the cage, having brought the key he saw a guard having to unlock it and used all that he learned with stealing to get out of the boat unseen. He kept running, running, and running until he found his locations familiar and he couldn’t run anymore.

He realized that he couldn’t keep living like this. He would get nowhere living in his own little world. He needed to be aware of the people around him and use them for his goals before they can take advantage of him. Never again would he have to endure this. So, he began training this unusual ability he had, discovering he had telekinesis but that wasn’t what he cared about. What he cared about was the uses and opportunities it opened to him. In addition to this, he trained his body. Has proved before, his ability wasn’t a failsafe. So, he trained himself in self-defense, quick movements, gun, and knife handling.

He didn’t return to that place, he needed to go further, get more money, become more stable. His survival didn’t need to be at risk. He did this by stealing, even dealing drugs to learn how to deal with people. What people to look for and how to con people into taking the drugs. He needed to develop his nonexistent people skills. The more he knew people, the more he can use people to get what he himself can’t. He didn’t have time to become successful.
Using the knowledge, he’d gathered from dealing, he utilized it in another aspect, testing his capabilities and aiming for bigger fish. He used anyone he met, he played, risked big and tried his hand at manipulating behind the scenes, a task he found that he was exceptional at. He used this to get whatever he wanted, enduring whatever abuse, or challenges he may face to become integrated enough to have a role.

By the time it became Lucio’s 16 year, he had developed well from the meek, useless boy he once was. He’d been able to dig a little more into his past, discovering what company his father worked for and even where he had once lived. However, he needed more information, info he couldn’t without knowing where to look or without knowing the right people. Thus, he figured the best place was to head to the police station would have the reports about the incident. To acquire such files, he infiltrated the police station as an intern. Using a fake name, a forged identity that he managed to arrange through the ‘Surgeon’. He soon became a rookie under a cop who he discovered had a fierce sense of justice. A black and white kind of guy. Lucio scored well with this guy, knowing exactly how to push his buttons into getting the results he wanted. Creating doubt towards the cop’s fellow members, making him believe some of them may be dirty cops trying to protect the murderers in some cases (like the Lorenzo case). With these doubts and further meddling courtesy of Lucio that had the police officer spiraling in the conspiracy enough to pull out unsolved case files. This included the one about his father and brother’s murder. Using his telekinesis, he easily stole the file and a few days later quit being a rookie and left the station.
Looking into the file gave him a lot of information: autopsy reports, possible suspects, etc. What he didn’t expect to find was more recent data about his mother. The file had extended to a missing person’s case, his missing person case that had been closed. In that, he learned of his mother’s new address and found himself pulled there to curiosity. When he’d arrived, no one was home, fortunately, and he left. As he walked, he saw her walking by with a husband and a small boy, about the age of Antonio when he died. He believed he felt a sense of pain seeing this. His mother abandoned him and now lived with a new family. His father and brother now all forgotten. He left and never returned to that area. He didn’t ever want to see that again.

The more he learned the more Lucio craved revenge. As he dug around more, learning all he could from the files, he discovered that one of the suspects, a CEO that was a rival of his father’s company was the most plausible. He had been called off since he had an alibi for the event but he had more than enough money to buy a mercenary to do it and keep it hush hush. However, he needed more evidence and even more so, a way to get close to the CEO to find out who else could be involved and the in to kill them.
Resulting to using the Surgeon again, he got a new identity and got hired into the company with ease. Lucio had many people to pull strings on after all. He rose quickly in rank, Lucio was no idiot. He was good with people and even smarter than that. He learned quick, was good at problem solving and adapted well. He didn’t stand out too much but enough.
He began digging in, learning the gossip, needling the truth mixed with the fantasy until he was able to collect some useful information confirming that it could have only been the CEO. Lucio now just needed to get closer.
Lucio was 18 by this time, he had a good standing in the company but needed to deploy the end game. To achieve this, he arranged for him to ‘happen upon’ the CEO’s only son who was working to take over the business. Through him, Lucio became closer to the boss and developed a good friendship with the man. Finally, he became a ‘right-hand’ for the CEO allowing Lucio enough access to find out every dirty secret he was hiding.
Lucio eventually learned that the CEO wasn’t the only one behind the conspiracy to kill his father (and his brother as a result). The chairmen of the company were involved and thus became targets as well.

Two long years, Lucio planned and plotted the complete downfall of the CEO. He first began picking off the chairmen, one by one. Each one died from different reasons. Many due to the fear Lucio’s installed in the CEO, his need to keep the secret behind Lorenzo’s murder. Other times they died from mere ‘accidents’ that happened to take their life until finally at the age of 20, it was only the CEO and his son left.
The company had crumbled, Lucio making sure that occurred by sabotaging business deals, creating holes in finance, mentioning information that had people quitting.
The CEO only had his son left, nothing else. His whole world was crashing around him until his son took his own life. He’d learned from Lucio what his father had done, had been doing and couldn’t live with that fact his own father did those things. He didn’t want to face the world.

Lucio took great satisfaction to stand before the CEO when everything came to a close. Only when he had lost absolutely everything and learned that he allowed the very man who caused it all to do it-that agony imprinted in Lucio’s memory, relieving him of the guilt he’d carried for so many years.

Then he pulled the trigger.

“Why did ya do it?”

"I wanted ya to feel the same pain I did."

The police caught Lucio then, arrested for murdering the man who had killed his father and brother, the man who had ruined his life. He didn’t care at this point. The drive that had taken him this far had died out. He was just a hollow man being taken to a place that meant nothing to him. He was put into prison and left there to rot.

A few months later, Lucio sat there in his prison cell, rotting. He barely did anything, only what he was forced to do by the guards. He was a robot, going through the motions and doing what he was told. Lucio just wanted to die, he was waiting for his death. He had no reason to live anymore and he could go and join his father and brother. He had nothing and no one.


“I did it all for revenge. Consumed with nothin’ but.“

“I’ve got nothin’ left now.”

However, one day, he was visited by an unusual woman whom he ignored at first. She didn’t allow that to continue and offered him an actual job. His interested was faintly peeked as she explained to him that she was a warden to a special prison who detained the worse of the worse. She offered him a deal. He works would for her and only her and she’d save him from his death sentence.
At first, Lucio didn’t agree but he had nothing else to do and death wasn’t coming soon enough. Deciding to see how this would turn out, he agreed and was taken to Nanba as a Warden’s guard.

For the next year and so, Lucio had returned to his old ways of infiltration, integration, and execution. His role as a ‘secret’ guard was to become a prisoner in whatever building the Warden directed him to. He was to find out if there were any criminals planning an escape, riots or anything else that would trouble the prison. He was to then integrate into that group and create a scenario that would put a stop to their plans before they even occurred. Once this execution was finished he was to leave as suddenly as he arrived.

The Invisible Right Hand Of The Warden.

“You’ll always only ever be starin’ at ma back, tryin’ to catch up ta me.”

Name: Raymond "Ray" Mercer,
Age: 38
Sexuality: Bisexual
Guard for Building 5

Appearance:
Ray is slightly messy, with his light brown hair and beard unkept, if down his hair is a little shorter that shoulder length. He has bright green eyes that seem to look in your soul if he stares at you. Raymond, is pleasant looking. He is 5'8'' and is lean from his mostly cardio workout. He is pale with plenty of tattoos on his body. Some to note are his kinds names, Jo-Jo and Cora Lee on the inside of his left arm, a clock-tower on the right arm and a couple of army chants from his time in the war.

Personality: Ray is an interesting fellow, to his fellow guards he is a lovable southern gentleman. He is quick with his words, is very witty, and loves to goof off. To the prisoners, Raymond is scary. He is always angry around, specifically the ones who have a good amount of privileges. To his kids, who are both prisoners, he is a bit of both. Even Ray doesn't which is his actually personality. He is a good solider with a slightly unhealthy obsession with fire.

History: Raymond Mercer was born in New Orleans in 1976 to Issac and Carrie Lee Mercer. Issac had just retired from service and worked as a garbage man. From a very young age Ray knew he wanted to work in the military. He first found out about his powers when he was 12 and was visiting his grandparents up north. He was watching a campfire and thought of this pretty girl and the fire began to form into this girl. Raymond was surprised to say the least. When he went back home he began to work on controlling it and soon learn he could create the fire from inside him. He was scared that this would end badly so he pledged not to use this power ever. He went to high school and met Penelope, who would be his kid's mother. They never married but they remained faithful to each other until her death during his second tour. At 22 and Penelope having their first child, he went to boot camp to serve in the US Army. He was shipped out at 23, and by then He had both children. he served two tours with them and almost served a third but was honorably discharged due to hearing issues. During the second tour. His group were surrounded by enemies during a extract mission and he was so angry and scared that his powers kick-started and he lit himself completely on fire and ran out. He started to burn the enemies outside, their bullets melting as they got close to him. He was discharged at age 36. He quickly found a job at Nanba due to his impressive resume and has been there for 5 years. the bad side was that his children were in here for a long list of crimes but at least he can spend time in them. The prisnoers know not to mess with them or they might have their hair light on fire and most of the guards respect him so he has enjoyed his time

Ability: Immolation
Specifics: Fire Manipulation/Creation. His Most powerful ability with this power is him lighting his entire body on fire and becoming a human torch minus the flying. He has decent control over this power but has lost most of his hearing due to it.

Theme Song: Old Ragged Flag- Johnny Cash

[Identity]

{Full Name/Nickname(s):}
• Honoka Kiyomi
• Meaning—Honoka, harmonious flower; Kiyomi, pure beauty
• Noka [by twin]

{Block/Mental Stability:}
• Block 13
• Stable

{Age:}
• 21

{Gender:}
• Female

{Date of Birth:}
• February 27th

{Zodiac Sign:}
• Pisces

{Blood type:}
• O

{Sexuality:}
• Quoisexual

{Crush:}
• N/A

{Relationships/Relationship Status:}
• Not interested

[Appearance:]
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[With Blindfold]


[Without Blindfold]

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{Hair:}
• Her thick, straight hair is a shade of silvery white; it is kept in a bob that curves inward toward her face; her bangs are long enough to cover her eyes most times, and they are kept swept to the left

{Eyes:}
• Her eyes are a pale, ice blue, which oftentimes seem more silver than blue; it depends on the lighting which shade her irises are, but she usually keeps them covered with a stylish blindfold

{Height:}
• 5'5 ft

{Weight:}
• Around 120 lbs

{Skin Tone:}
• Pale AF

{Clothing Style:}
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{Scarring or Markings:}
• She has a beauty mark on the left side of her chin, under her bottom lip; she possesses a birthmark in the shape of a katana on her left thigh, which lines of perfectly with her twin's


[Personality]

{Description:}
• RESERVED/UNSOCIABLE/QUIET/CALMING/MYSTERIOUS/INTELLIGENT



PASSIONATE/LOGICAL/CAPTIVATING/A LEADER/STRATEGIST/DISCIPLINED



GENTLE/SOFT-SPOKEN/PURE/KIND-HEARTED/INNOCENT/LOVING/LOYAL



PROTECTIVE/INSECURE/FEARFUL/DEPENDENT/ANXIOUS/AFFECTIONATE


{Deadly Secrets and Things to Know:}
• She and her twin were sexually abused
• She was blinded by her younger brother
• She has separation anxiety [with her twin]
• She's very protective of her siblings [especially Hana]

{Likes/Favorite Things:}
• Hana [her twin]
• Tsubasa and Saiyaku [her brothers]
• Singing with Hana [they harmonize beautifully (even more so with Tsubasa)]
• Hot food
• Cold weather
• Compliments

{Dislikes/Fears:}
• Saiyaku's powers
• Tsubasa being taken advantage of for his kindness
• Hana getting hurt protecting her [or at all]
• Losing Hana/being separated from her
• Not being able to see
• Hot weather

{Interesting Facts:}
• She was not born blind
• Animals gravitate toward her
• She is surprisingly great with kids, if not a bit awkward at first

{Ability:}
• Enhanced Hearing: As the title suggests, Honoka has the ability of super-hearing. She can hear about ten times better than a normal human. It has helped immensely with her blindness as she can hear a person's heartbeat, can sense when they're lying, and can even tell the difference between someone's real voice and that imitated by someone with a Mimicry ability. Unfortunately, her power does not go too far beyond that. In all ways, her ability is quite weak, especially compared to those her brothers possess. While it is weak though, it does give her advantages when fighting, and when interacting with people. She may be blind, but she can still tell who she is speaking to, if they're lying to her, and she can even fight better than many in the dark.

{History:}
• Honoka was born as the third child of the Kiyomi couple Eichi and Hikari, as the younger twin sister of Hana. When she and her sister were brought into the world, everything was still right with their family. They had a mother who treasured them, a father who doted on them as every father should, and an older brother who absolutely adored them. Life for the growing family was joyful and full of laughter, for a few years that is. They had money from their old family and from a caring doctor as a father, and there was not a single day when they had to go without food or love. Unfortunately, things started to get a bit rocky around the time the twins started first grade. Honoka was too clingy with Hana, the boys and girls teased. "You're the twin that wasn't wanted!" they spit at her. Hana did her best to stop them, but then it reached their brother. His ability came to life, scaring away the bullies but also frightening the twins. Honoka never wanted to surpress her loving, gentle older brother, but she knew he had the curse of the males of the Kiyomi bloodline: A strong ability.

Unlike her brothers ability though, Honoka's came to her silently, which seemed ironic for her gift, really. It happened after her father died when she and Hana were almost six, on their older brother's birthday. She and Hana had always been closer with their father than their mother, though it was never a favorites thing. Tsubasa, their older brother, was a bookworm and always seemed to have his nose shoved in a book, like Hikari. She was a woman who was quiet and mostly kept to herself, but she was gentle and loving, just as Tsubasa. It seemed only natural that they would spend more time together. Eichi, on the other hand, was like Hana, who Honoka loved so dearly and always clung to. He was impulsive and fierce, but he was kind-hearted and loved to laugh. Honoka, like Hana, found herself drawn to him more than their quiet mother, despite being quiet herself. She was shy and soft-spoken, so she guessed it was their fire that drew her in.

When he died, she and her sister were devastated, but it didn't seem like Hikari was. Tsubasa, who always seemed to understand her, said to just leave her be, but Honoka was confused and hurt. How could she not care that her husband, the loving father of their children, was dead?! That night she lied on Tsubasa's left, tucked under his arm like usual, with Hana on his other side. She'd had trouble sleeping due to her confusion and grief. At around one in the morning, her ability slowly crept up on her, forcing the sound of her mother's soft weeping into her ears. And yet despite that crying, and that of Honoka's and her siblings, it seemed that their grieving would be stopped right in it's tracks as if it, and maybe even Eichi's presence, could be erased. A month after Honoka's father died, Hikari remarried.

A week after Noboru Ayashi married into the family, Hikari started changing. She became distant, dark, would barely speak to her children, much less see them. And though Tsubasa would still take care of Honoka and Hana and play with them, it was clear that her changes effected him deeply. He too began withdrawing. Seeing as the twins had always been closer to their father than their mother, it didn't really mess with them too much, but Eichi's absence did. In hopes of possibly creating a similar relationship with Noboru, Honoka, separate from Hana, reached out to the man and tried to play with him, despite Tsubasa's warnings and ill words about the man. This...was her big mistake. He seemed to think, in his sick, twisted mind, that Honoka trying to make him somewhat of a father figure was an invitation. About a week after that, after he had her and Hana hooked on playing with him, he raped Hana, and it wasn't long before Honoka was also taken advantage of.

Tsubasa tried even harder to keep the twins from Noboru, but after he pulled the girls out of school, there were only certain times he could protect them and so it continued to happen. For the next year, through Hikari's pregnancy with his son, Noboru continued to do terrible things to the young girls. That is, until he was distracted with pampering his child. When Saiyaku was born, he took all of Noboru's attention, luckily drawing it away from the girls. For several years, he kept that attention. The twins started practicing different fighting styles during these years, and sparred with each other in the backyard. They had decided that it could be useful when looking for a job, due to their lack of education, but they had started learning to protect themselves from Noboru.

After six years of training on their own, of snuggling up in bed with Tsubasa to protect them whenever he was able, they finally got a chance to speak with their younger brother. Saiyaku approached the twins one day when they were sparring, and despite how much Honoka thought she would be scared of him, or even envy him, all she felt in her heart was love for the child. It wasn't long before Hana and Tsubasa warmed up to him as well. Unfortunately, this only lasted for about two years before Saiyaku's ability developed and he again was consumed by Noboru's pampering. Saiyaku rarely got to see them anymore, if at all and while the twins' skills increased along with Tsubasa's, their mother's patience wore thin. It was only a year before her patience ran out, before she finally packed up her things and left her children to Noboru's care.

The night she left, Noboru drank himself stupid. He made his way up to Honoka and Hana's room and tried making a move on them. They were no longer the frightened little girls they had been, and Honoka fought against the man harshly in hopes of keeping Hana from his filthy hands. She can't remember how long it went on before Saiyaku tried to help them. All she remembers from that moment on is Saiyaku being grabbed and threatened. She remembers begging for Noboru to let him go, to not hurt him. She remembers Saiyaku being thrown out over the stairs and her fist colliding wih Noboru's face, and then she remembers falling and hearing Hana scream her name. When she came to, everything was black and she was in a lot of pain. She found out that she had fallen with Noboru over the stair railing and that a chandelier crashing on her and the man had killed him and blinded her. After that, using her ability, along with Tsubasa's and Hana's help, she managed to adjust to life without vision. She and Hana got jobs as guards at Nanba prison thanks to Tsubasa's help, and they have been working the halls of Block 13 ever since.

{Theme Song(s):}
• 【Kagamine Len V4x】 Weight of the World (JPN ver) 【VOCALOID Cover】

"Hana means flower. A flower incased in ice."

Ｂａｓｉｃｓ
│ Nᴀᴍᴇ │ Hana Riyuki-Enenra Kiyomi
│ Nᴀᴍᴇ ᴍᴇᴀɴɪɴɢ │(view spoiler)[Hana- flower
Riyuki- snow
Enenra- a monster made of smoke
Kiyomi- pure beauty (hide spoiler)]
│Aʟɪᴀsᴇs │ Ice Queen
│ Nɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ │ Iyuki, Na-na {only her siblings}



│ Aɢᴇ │21
│ Dᴀᴛᴇ ᴏғ Bɪʀᴛʜ │ Feburary 27th
│ Zᴏᴅɪᴀᴄ │ Pisces



│ Bᴜɪʟᴅɪɴɢ Nᴜᴍʙᴇʀ﹕│ 13
│ Gᴜᴀʀᴅ Rᴀɴᴋɪɴɢ ﹕│ Subordinate




│ Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ Rᴏʟᴇ │ Feminine
│ Bɪʀᴛʜ Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ │ Female
│ Sᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ │ Demiromantic Asexual
│ Pʀᴇsᴇɴᴛ Sᴛᴀᴛᴜs │ Married to her job.
│ Pᴀsᴛ Rᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘs │ Rape



│ Tʜᴇᴍᴇ Sᴏɴɢ: │ Daddy’s Girl

│ Fᴀᴍɪʟʏ │
│ Pᴀʀᴇɴᴛs │
Name Hikari Kiyomi
Relation » Mother |◦ » ◦| Status » Alive

Name Eichi Kiyomi
Relation » Father |◦ » ◦| Status » Deceased

Name Noboru ~Kiyomi~
Relation » Step-Father |◦ » ◦| Status » Deceased

│ Sɪʙʟɪɴɢs │

Name Tsubasa Kiyomi
Relation » Older Brother |◦ 23 » ◦| Status » Alive
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Name Honoka Kiyomi
Relation » Twin Sister |◦ 21 » ◦| Status » Alive
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Name Saiyaku Kiyomi
Relation » Younger Brother |◦ 14 » ◦| Status » Alive
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"My family is the reason I took up the sword.
Duty would be the reason I slice your legs to keep you from escaping.
But family will be the reason I lay my sword down."

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│ Iᴍᴀɢᴇ │


│ Hᴀɪʀ │ Short white hair.
│ Eʏᴇs │ Navy Blue
│ Cᴏᴍᴘʟᴇxɪᴏɴ │ Ghostly Pale
│ Bᴜɪʟᴅ │ Curves, hourglass figure, lean muscles. 5’5”
│ Fᴀᴄᴇ Cʟᴀɪᴍ │ ~This Image~
│ Dɪsɢᴜɪsɪɴɢ ᴍᴀʀᴋɪɴɢs│
On her right thigh (in opposition of Honoko’s), she has a birthmark in the sleek shape of a katana, long and fitting, browning her skin.

"I am nothing without my sister.
Together, we can do anything."

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│ Aʟʟᴇɢɪᴀɴᴄᴇ﹕ │

Her family

│ Oᴄᴄᴜᴘᴀᴛɪᴏɴ﹕│

Nanba Prison Guard

│ Hᴏʙʙɪᴇs﹕│

`Working `Protecting Her Family `Jodo/Sword Wielding

│ Aʙɪʟɪᴛɪᴇs﹕│

Eagle Eyes: She has enhanced vision, having the ability to see eight times as far as a human can. She has the ability to see a mouse two miles away, even at night. This ability allowed her to assist her blind sister in tactics.

"There's a bird about 20 meters away."

│ Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ │

Iyuki, derived from riyuki meaning snow. Her middle name represents a key trait of her personality. For, the graceful woman of white is as cold and ferocious as a raging snow storm. She is known as the Ice Queen of building 13. She puts on a stone expression and treats everyone as if she would rather not deal with them. She has no tolerance for failure, she’s strict and demands to be listened to. Her mere presence is often a gust of cold wind, following ice cold shards from blunt words and her direct way of words. She holds nothing back and will merciless slay anyone who betrays her expectations.

You’d think this ice beauty would be a stickler for the rules, being so strict with everyone. However, you couldn’t be as far from the truth. Hana ‘Iyuki’ is known for her impulsive ‘slice first and ask questions later’ nature. Due to her mistrust of everyone besides her sister, she decided that waiting is just careless and she can get any job done more efficiently by going on her instincts. She’s always up for some rule breaking if the situation calls for it but she is definitely a workaholic. The only time she doesn’t act impulsively is when she needs to relay the scene or layout to her sister so she can make a strategy. Hana is the type of woman who doesn’t rely on anyone-that is, anyone who isn’t her sister.



Hana and Honoka are never apart, they’re basically attached by the hip. Her twin sister is the only one she’d bend over backwards for if they asked her to. This doesn’t mean she won’t do everything in her power to protect her other family members, specifically her brothers. However, that bond isn’t as strong as the one she has with her sister. She doesn’t trust them completely but she does love them. She would throw away her job without hesitation if it meant being there for her siblings.

Compared to her brothers, the twin’s abilities are subpar, however, their fighting abilities are something their brothers could never match. Beautifully graceful fighters that rely on precision, speed, agility, and the sleek blade of their katanas. When the duo fights seriously, it is a sight to beyond and a sight to instigate terror.

You’d think Hana has no weakness besides her family, a strong woman who slices through her enemies without hesitation. However, shockingly, she is obsessed with cute things. She turns into a puddle of mush if she sees something adorable and can’t help herself but gush over it. This is her at her most vulnerable and weakest moments. Not many has seen this side of her, besides her sister and younger brother (who is adorable thus is something she fawns over). She often hides it well behind her stony expression but it’s there and consuming. She keeps it a secret as much as possible.

│ Lɪᴋᴇs │
☻ Siblings
☻ Katanas
☻ Her Sister
☻ Cute Things
☻ Gummy Bears {She’ll literally eat them while fighting someone}

│ Dɪsʟɪᴋᴇs │
☹ Her Father
☹ Failure
☹ Arrogance
☹ Stupidity
☹ Abuse or Assault of Any Kind

│ Sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜs │
✮ Combat {with her sister}
✮ Wielding Katana
✮ Speed/Agility

│ Wᴇᴀᴋɴᴇssᴇs │
☆ Impulsive
☆Doesn’t Have Overwhelming Strength
☆ Unsociable
☆ Cute Things

│ Fᴇᴀʀs │
✗ Losing Her Siblings
✗ Being Separated From Her Sister
✗ Failure
✗ Genophobia

"I’m not proud of my past. However, it taught me how to become strong for the ones I love. But the… "

”Will never go away.”

│ Hɪsᴛᴏʀʏ │

Hana was the first between herself and her sister to be born, second in the Kiyomi family to be born. She was born into a family that was destined for chaos but one that was loving and nurturing. A mother who loved her, a doting father and a brother who adored them as much as she adored him [though she didn’t admit to it often]. Her childhood before education was wonderful, filled with happiness and health. Money wasn’t a worry and they only had to worry about what colour to use.
However, when they’d begun going to school, Hana was forced to stop an on slaughter of bullies who teased them mercilessly. Hana and her twin were close, they hated to be apart from each other for any length of time. Hana never thought it unusual until they attended school. Even then, she protected her sister who was more shy and treated coldly because of it. Hana could only do so much to shield but their loving brother swept in to save the day. She’d been grateful at first frightened at his power but felt incompetent afterward. Why wasn’t she able to protect the one person she cared about the most? Why couldn’t she have the power to protect the ones she holds dear?

Hana spent a lot of time with Honoka and her father. She took a lot after him and enjoyed spending time with him. She learned a lot from him but she was never that close to her mother. She spent as much time with those two as possible. Her brother was often to himself or with their mother so he wasn’t available. With her father’s help, she was able to learn a bit of self-defense, requesting to be taught a bit after the incident with the bullies. She was lucky her father was as head strung and impulsive like her. She practiced but there was only so much a little girl could do. That was until she became very interested in jodo and continued to be interested in sword wielding.


"He's dead...? No.. he can't be... He can't be dead!"

However, before she could go anywhere with this interest… her eighth year, her father died. Hana broke, she was devastated. She slept with Tsubasa and Honoka that night, tucked into his right side. They did this occasionally before but it was more often after this. She’d always been a daddy’s girl, even more a suck with her brother. She depended on him a lot after their father died. She took it hard and it took a while for her to jump back. She finally did just around the time their mother remarried. Did she even care?



The new man who came into their life, there was small bit of hope to rekindle the loss Hana felt. She wanted to try to have a good relationship with him, especially since their mother became distant and dark. They rarely saw her anymore, even before they would at least see her. It took longer for her to warm up to the new man though, longer than Honoka but soon they were playing with him. It was different from their father but Hana just assumed it was because their father had been special.
Unfortunately, she wasn’t expecting for Noboru to enter their bedroom late a night, woke up her telling her to be quiet or he’d do it to her sister too. She was raped that night, the first of many sleepless nights. She kept quiet, wanting to protect her sister. She’d do anything to do that… how was she supposed to the know the bastard did it to her own sister anyway?



Hana became withdrawn. She stopped closed herself off to everyone but Honoka. She never explained why but both girls knew without words they were enduring something horrible. It wasn’t long before Tsubasa noticed something but it was too late by then. Hana became stone cold.

It wasn’t until Saiyaku was born that Noboru finally left them alone. She was looking over her back, jumpy, waiting for him to strike again but as a month passed, she relaxed. Her younger brother had taken all his time and she felt so thankful. She was able to pick herself and her sister back up. It was then they really began taking to self-defense. They didn’t want to just lay down and take it anymore. They began practicing in the backyard, every day for hours. It was grueling but fun. They were very good at it. Six years passed with the same routine though Hana was able to open back up with her brother. Though, it wasn’t the same as before. She had the cold kind of love portrayal. Hiding her feelings but still wanting his affection.

However, despite all that had happened to her, she found she liked cute things. So when an adorable little boy who looked similar to the rest of them. She knew he was the younger brother that had saved them from Noboru. She was scared to meet him originally, fearful he’d be like Noboru or that he’d do something to them again or he’d done something to the boy. She was scared of looking into the mirror.



Instead, they met a nervous cutie who only wanted to play and get to know his siblings. Hana felt the need to protect this boy and soon Tsubasa warmed up to him and they could all play. She’d never felt so happy before. She’d always had her sister but after everything that had happened, she didn’t think she could ever feel like that again.

It only lasted for two years, when Saiyaku’s power nearly destroyed their house and Noboru consumed every moment of his life. He had no time for them and it effected them. Not long after, Tsubasa left and it was just Hana and Honoka once more. They continued their training, their skills increasing exponentially, specifically with the sword.
However, it took one last year for their mother to finally walk out on them all. Abandoning her children and birthright. Hana didn’t have a good opinion on her ever since she remarried so she wasn’t effected by her absence as much as Tsubasa must have been.


That night she left, Hana woke up to a drunken Noboru repeating what he’d done years ago. This time, he tried to make them both submit to his will. However, they weren’t the weak little girls from years ago. Hana and Honoka fought back, using their training to very good use to fight him off. They would have succeeded against the drunken man but Saiyaku arrived and caused an opening for Noboru to take advantage of. Seeing his father hurt them, he immediately tried to stop his father who only retaliated against his son. The first smack Saiyaku received from the man had Hana livid. The twins attacked Noboru, trying to get him away from Sai until the monster held his own son over the staircase. They agreed to his demand, only to stop him from hurting Sai. As soon as there was an opening Honoka attacked. It happened to fast, Sai went flying through the air and then an earthquake shook the house. This time, tearing it apart. She saw Honoka falling and recalls hearing her voice scream her name.

Hana found her after the house collapsed, pulling her away from the corpse of that monster and sobbing upon seeing the state of her eyes. There was blood everywhere, glass and tears.

Their brother was committed into Nanba prison for murder. It enraged Hana how unfair that he was committed for something Noboru caused. Refusing to just sit around, she helped her sister adjust to her blindness. It was at this age her ability developed. Compensating for Honoka’s lack of vision, Hana’s vision became ten times more powerful than before. After adjusting to their altered visions, the duo got themselves jobs at Nanba [with Tsubasa’s help] and has been working there to look after Sai ever since. She wasn’t going to lose her family, not again.

She and Noka are now well known in their building for being the Katana Twins. A duo that cannot be defeated together. Nothing gets passed them, no where you can hide and no way to run from the Ice Queen and the Stone Knight.

"Prisoner out of their cell?"

I'm in love.

^^ And thus the beautiful Kiyomi family is done!!! The precious siblings! So pumped!

"Yo!"


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│ Nᴀᴍᴇ │ Castyn Harper Ishimoto
│Aʟɪᴀsᴇs │ The Tamer
│ Nɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ │ Harper (occasionally)



│ Aɢᴇ │29
│ Dᴀᴛᴇ ᴏғ Bɪʀᴛʜ │ January 30th
│ Pʟᴀᴄᴇ ᴏғ Bɪʀᴛʜ │ Japanese Temple [small town, not well known and surrounded by nature]
│ Zᴏᴅɪᴀᴄ │ Aquarius



│ Bᴜɪʟᴅɪɴɢ Nᴜᴍʙᴇʀ﹕│ 6
│ Gᴜᴀʀᴅ Rᴀɴᴋɪɴɢ ﹕│ Subordinate Guard




│ Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ Rᴏʟᴇ │ Masculine
│ Bɪʀᴛʜ Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ │ Male
│ Sᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ │ Homosexual
│ Pʀᴇsᴇɴᴛ Sᴛᴀᴛᴜs │ Friends With Benefits {another Guard}
│ Pᴀsᴛ Rᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘs │ No Commitments



│ Tʜᴇᴍᴇ Sᴏɴɢ: │ I Like It Loud
And Nightcore- Killer

│ Fᴀᴍɪʟʏ │
│ Pᴀʀᴇɴᴛs │
Name Aubrey Leland
Relation » Mother |◦ 52 » ◦| Status » Alive

Name Michael Leland
Relation » Father |◦ » ◦| Status » Deceased

│ Sɪʙʟɪɴɢs │

Name Aylor Leland
Relation » Twin Brother |◦ 29» ◦| Status » Alive
|Image|: (view spoiler)[ (hide spoiler)]

│ Other │

Name Shiniba
Relation » Companion |◦ » ◦| Status » Alive {in all intents and purposes}
|Image|: (view spoiler)[
This is the first demon Castyn contracted with and has been his faithful companion ever since. He has him out the most and often wrapped around his neck like a shawl (hide spoiler)]





"I am always up for some fun. I mean, what could be better than living to the fullest?"



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│ Iᴍᴀɢᴇ │


│ Hᴀɪʀ │ Long sleek blonde with orange tinted tips, usually tied to the side.
│ Eʏᴇs │ Bright baby blue
│ Cᴏᴍᴘʟᴇxɪᴏɴ │ He has some colour but he’s still rather pale (with long, sharp canines)
│ Bᴜɪʟᴅ │
6’6”, tall lean and lacking much muscle and even less fat. Skin and bones type of guy that looks like he could snap like a twig. Lanky, he’s all arms and legs.
│ Fᴀᴄᴇ Cʟᴀɪᴍ │ Shishiou
│ Dɪsɢᴜɪsɪɴɢ ᴍᴀʀᴋɪɴɢs│
He has tattoos all over his body (covered by his clothes). They’re images of various demons he has contracts with.




"I look really useless, I’m not an idiot. However, you’d be very disappointed to see I can hold my own!"




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│ Aʟʟᴇɢɪᴀɴᴄᴇ﹕ │

Family & Friends

│ Oᴄᴄᴜᴘᴀᴛɪᴏɴ﹕│

Nanba Subordinate Guard `Animal Trainer

│ Hᴏʙʙɪᴇs﹕│

`Having Fun `Martial Arts `Jodo/Sword Wielding `Fashion [mainly suits]

│ Aʙɪʟɪᴛɪᴇs﹕│

Tame:
He has the ability to not only communicate with any known or unknown creature but to control them as well. His specialty is demonic taming, where a contract is drawn up and they will loyally follow his commands once they both sign it. It’s a more mutual agreement but he still has an influence over those he doesn’t have a contract with.
However, the flaw in his ability is the fact that the more intelligent the creature is, the harder for Castyn to persuade it. It also isn’t a mind control sort of ability. He just has sway over what they do and the ability to communicate what they can or should be doing. Animals are rather easy so they can just listen to him, not having much instinct to fight against him. Due to that reason, he is able to control his brother when in animal’s forms.

Attraction:
It isn’t anything too special. Animals and demons are naturally just drawn to him, whether they want to or not. It’s often a hassle but Castyn’s dealt with it accordingly.

Defense:
He isn’t an offensive type of character. Will and wait. Hence, his expertise in martial arts and judo. He is exceptionally good at both but uses each in defensive techniques. Able to fend off anyone who tries anything with him. Easily deflecting attacks until his opposition tires themselves out. He can pin anyone easily despite the fact he literally has no strength to him. However, he literally cannot fight on the offensive without the use of his demons. He can’t get the timing for martial arts or sword wielding to actually put offensive techniques into practice.

│ Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ │

Castyn appears to be a childish man. He has a certain boyish charm and often seems to appear to be immature. He’s a loud guy, isn’t known to be secretive or indirect. However, despite how noisy he can get, he is very charming and good with people. Where his brother tends to scare people away, he attracts people to him. He’s very good at socializing but can come across as annoying if he pushes too much. Castyn is known for being original and being very independent, he doesn’t rely on anyone besides Shiniba.
Castyn seems like someone who needs to be taken care of though, seemingly silly and clumsy [since he often is]. However, that isn’t the real reason he needs to be taken care of. He can handle himself well and uses his boyish charms to charm people. Where he needs someone to restrain him is when he snaps. He’s usually a good-natured guy that hides his true feelings behind a silly smile. But, when his temper is spiked, he becomes uncompromising to the point of merciless. He’s an over the top kind of guy once pushed and enjoys provoking people till they’re humiliated. During these moments, only his brother can tame him from going overboard and convince him to go easy on the poor saps.


Where he portrays himself as a clumsy guy that needs a little help [occasionally] he is actually quite the cunning and intelligent man. He’s a deep thinker who can solve a problem rather easily [for the most part]. More versed in street smarts but knows quite the amount of book smarts. This altogether makes him, frankly, arrogant. He is an overly confident person who is sure of what he’s good at. Those which he isn’t good at, he avoids like the plague. Hence why feelings are something he goes out of his way to avoid. Ironically, he is quite the open book, often wearing his emotions on his sleeves [at least the ones that don’t matter too much]. He doesn’t like love or similar feelings despite loving his family and companions [got a big soft heart]. He just doesn’t want to suffer like his mother did when they’re father died… or how Aylor reacted.

Speaking of Aylor, his brother, he loves him a lot. Why else would he drag him around everywhere? He feels responsible for him and cares for him like a brother should. He listens and cares about his brother. Even if they aren’t joined at the hip, Neira is keeping him updated if Aylor ever needs his assistance.
This is only one side of his humanitarian side the boys share. Castyn likes helping people, though not as much as his brother. He always ends up helping people who are struggling, even if it means being an ear to listen. He’s very good at listening and offering advice.


Castyn is an eccentric and energetic person who is usually always doing something, mainly because he doesn’t like sitting still or being lonely and especially not dull or boring situations. He enjoys having fun by any means, whether it’s having intelligent conversations, arguing, fighting for a cause, helping train something or having sex. He may not like love but he enjoys sex with the same sex. He isn’t picky otherwise.
He doesn’t like limitations, broken promises or people who disagree with him. His arrogance can’t take it and he won’t stand for it. These often spike that temper of his.
Though, he still can be quite a naïve and childish guy who enjoys having a good time and being foolish often is the result. It doesn’t mean he can’t pin someone down in two seconds flat if they try to stab his back.

│ Lɪᴋᴇs │
☻ Food
☻ Martial Arts
☻ Helping
☻ Swords
☻ Animals/ His Demons

│ Dɪsʟɪᴋᴇs │
☹ Commitment
☹ Pests
☹ Annoyances
☹ Being Told What To Do
☹ Feelings {consequence with dealing with demons}

│ Sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜs │
✮ Martial Arts
✮ Wielding A Sword
✮ Speed & Agility
✮ Taming
✮ Sociable

│ Wᴇᴀᴋɴᴇssᴇs │
☆ Strength
☆ Nosy
☆ Doesn’t Know When To Stop
☆ Defensive Stance
☆ Sex

│ Fᴇᴀʀs │
✗ Love
✗ Dependence On People
{Saw What It Did To His Mom When Father Died and Brother Kidnapped}
✗ Thing He Can’t Control Or Predict

"I’ve had a pretty good life, only plagued by a pest and the demons of course… I’m kidding Aylor, you're not a pest."


│ Hɪsᴛᴏʀʏ │

Castyn and his twin were born to temple caretakers. He was raised in that temple and he loved it. He and his twin were joined at the hip, exploring the ancient and mystical grounds. They played around the house until they were big enough to leave the house when they explored the cultural grounds and even further into the woods surrounding the temple.
When they turned four, their father had fallen to a sickness and was bedridden. Due to that, Castyn and Aylor began helping maintain the ground with their mother. They wanted to help in any way they could. She had to worry about caring for them, their father and the temple grounds. It was fine but the reminder of their father being sick was rough.
Their lives were pretty good, they were homeschooled and learned much from their mom and dad [their dad mainly taught them at the time]. They continued to play when they had chances too and eventually discovered an old well that was boarded up. They asked their dad about the well, curious and wanting to know what it was about. They learned it was a haunted well that was sealed up and to stay away from.
The troublesome duo, more like Castyn dragged them back over to play by the well, pretending to exorcize the well… until the old wood broke under Castyn and Aylor lunged to grab him but they both tumbled deep into the dark well.
By the time they woke up, in pain, Aylor with his leg injured and surrounded by darkness. That was until bright red eyes illuminated the small damp space of the dried out well. A hideous, black slosh of a being that rumbled an insect like slur of words. Aylor looked not to be able to understand but Castyn did. “Finally… Freedom… Food….”
After it mentioned food, it’s gaze went to the helpless one. Looking straight at Aylor. “EAT” It went for Aylor and in this small space, it could easily eat them both without them trying to fight back. He couldn’t let this happen, he couldn’t let it eat his brother. He needed to protect his brother by any means necessary.
His power manifested and before they could be chewed like treats, something came from above them, slipping through the stone was a monster like a ghost with a white face but a black mass for a body. It attacked the beast, dragging it up away from them and tore it to shreds before devouring it. Castyn was in awe, but mostly shock. Aylor had passed out in shock but Castyn didn’t notice as the monster that had saved them returned. Castyn didn’t feel a moment of fear staring into those dead eyes.
“Human… you have called upon me. What is your wish?”
Castyn’s response was immediate. “To protect.”
“Then we will form a contract, human.”
Castyn formed a contract with the demon, giving it the name Shiniba. It then formed to his skin, twisting into a unique, tribal like tattoo around his heart. It only formed to his skin after it had helped then get out of the well.
When Aylor got up, they promised to keep it a secret after Castyn told him what happened after. As time passed, Castyn found he could see demons when his brother could not and that he attracted the species as well as other normal animals. He also learned he could understand them as well as communicate, to the point of controlling them. He tested the power and eager showed his brother. They were two peas in a pod but eventually, he needed to learn how to train himself He couldn’t rely on Shiniba to protect him and his family from all the demons.
At the age of six, he requested desperately to be put into martial arts classes. Aylor wasn’t interested but Castyn was eager to learn. He continued to learn, be taught by their father and hung out with Aylor whenever they weren’t doing that or helping with the temple. That is if the demons left him alone and he wasn’t warding off animals.

Eventually, turning eight, the Ishimoto household were devastated at the passing of their father, his sickness finally winning and taking his life. It tore their mother apart but Aylor… after the funeral, he ran. He was broken, having been very close to their father. Days passed of searching for Aylor but they couldn’t find him. Days turned into weeks and he was labeled as missing. Castyn searched, desperately in search of his brother even when his mother had lost hope. In his desperation, he learned how to tame the demons he’d contracted with, to use them to try and expand how far he could search.

Years passed, Castyn had returned home and they tried to patch up the pieces that left in Aylor’s wake. He continued to go to martial arts, helped at home, took over, in fact, since their mom was in a dark place. A hollow woman. Castyn never gave up looking for his brother, had demons searching day and night. He became a dependable kid, he didn’t fool around as much, faked a smile and brought in an income enough to keep the temple going.
It wasn’t until Castyn had turned 13 when a demon signaled him, telling him they’d found his brother. He left right away. He was carried by Shiniba to the mountain village where he discovered his brother. He managed to draw him out, not wanting to deal with the others in the place. However, the brother he once knew was gone. He wasn’t the cheerful, loud or happy brother he had been. He was scary, quiet and tried to kill him. He was a shinobi and had forgotten his own twin. They battled, him using the martial arts he learned to avoid death and pin his brother down… well, in the end, he knocked him harshly unconscious.
They were able to bring him back and had him placed in a hospital. When he woke up, he knew who Castyn was but… nothing else. It took a long time before he was unstrapped and allowed to move around freely and even longer to be allowed out of the hospital. He returned home and Castyn helped his brother through rehab while also in remembering his past.
It was a struggle but he eventually got through to his brother and he recovered but not to the point where he was the brother he once was. During that time, his brother often awoke, trying to kill him, even sometimes in his sleep. It was at this point that Castyn discovered Aylor’s ability and found he couldn’t control it. It was also around then where he found that he could ‘control’ his own brother. As they worked on controlling it and helping him develop his power to the point he could confidently be around people.

Becoming 15, trapped in their home, they felt that they needed to get out. So they began attending high school in the small town. It was a rash decision and one that was an experience. Castyn was immediately popular and got along well with everyone. His brother didn’t but Castyn made sure that no one would bother him because of it. Baby steps after all. Castyn also joined a club, a judo club that he saw and found fascinating. He knew martial arts but using a sword was definitely something that would be fun.
High school was interesting but for a short amount of time. It became boring quickly. Sure he enjoyed socializing with other people but often found it trivial and just doing things for a show. He got great marks and it wasn’t really a challenging. He only continued to go for the judo club or skipped to be at the dojo or at home with his brother at the temple. During his free time, he was working at the temple or developing his ability and brother.

Eventually, at 16, he made another official contract (only had about four including Shiniba) with a little fox demon he found hiding under the temple one day. It wasn’t doing any harm and seemed like it just needed someone. He healed it and found that it was Kitsune demon that was much stronger than he originally assumed but didn’t want to bring them harm. It soon met Aylor and became rather attached. The demon Neira, soon became a loyal companion for Aylor and Castyn requested for Neira to look after and protect his brother which she gladly agreed to.
He gradually added more demons which he bonded with and learned their strengths and weaknesses. He trained and trained them very hard. They’re good for fighting and other tasks. He could defend himself but he was useless in offensive attacks.

They soon finished high school, at 18 years old and decided on staying on with their mother [who had gotten much better since Aylor’s return]. They worked for the temple, doing house jobs, even exorcisms and maintaining the grounds. The brothers’ have never separated, mainly because of Aylor’s uncontrollable ability. It’s for his protection and everyone else’s.
Eventually, Castyn began his own trainer job. He helped people train their pets but it didn’t take off until an incident in town where wild dogs attacked some townsfolk when his career took off. He was even on the news and soon requested to do other similar jobs in even cities. He dealt with wild zoo animals, wild animals and at rehabilitation centers. He used his ability to help animals find a better way of life and teach humans how to treat them better.

By the age of 21, he was a well-known animal tamer, known all over the world. It got to the point he was invited on national expeditions involving wildlife research. During these times, he would always bring his brother along, knowing he couldn’t leave him alone for that long of time periods. They were fun and educational.

25, Nanba approached him wanting to hire him. They had difficulty handling some of the more animalistic inmates and were curious to see if his abilities would help. Castyn knew his abilities helped him with more animalistic people but only to an extent. It worked better with shapeshifters like his brother, even then, only in animal form. He can just use more of a guidance.
He demanded to have his brother alongside him. Something he was adamant about. After a little test, it was agreed and they were shipped off to Nanba Prison to become guards. He found there was a surprising amount of demons are attracted there. They were assigned to building 6 but Castyn mainly dealt with certain inmates. It’s a chill environment since thieves are easy to deal with. He enjoys his time and is having fun with certain people and seeing his brother grow, little by little.

"That’s all folks!"

*Waves In Greeting*


Ｂａｓｉｃｓ
│ Nᴀᴍᴇ │ Aylor Xaiver Ishimoto
│Aʟɪᴀsᴇs │ The Beast
│ Nɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ │ Ayli or Xaiver



│ Aɢᴇ │29
│ Dᴀᴛᴇ ᴏғ Bɪʀᴛʜ │ January 30th
│ Pʟᴀᴄᴇ ᴏғ Bɪʀᴛʜ │ Japanese Temple [small town, not well known and surrounded by nature]
│ Zᴏᴅɪᴀᴄ │ Aquarius



│ Bᴜɪʟᴅɪɴɢ Nᴜᴍʙᴇʀ﹕│ 6
│ Gᴜᴀʀᴅ Rᴀɴᴋɪɴɢ ﹕│ Subordinate Guard




│ Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ Rᴏʟᴇ │ Masculine
│ Bɪʀᴛʜ Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ │ Male
│ Sᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ │ Pansexual
│ Pʀᴇsᴇɴᴛ Sᴛᴀᴛᴜs │ Romance with Junko
│ Pᴀsᴛ Rᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘs │ N/A



│ Tʜᴇᴍᴇ Sᴏɴɢ: │ World So Cold
& Animal I have become by Linkin Park

│ Fᴀᴍɪʟʏ │
│ Pᴀʀᴇɴᴛs │
Name Aubrey Leland
Relation » Mother |◦ 52 » ◦| Status » Alive

Name Michael Leland
Relation » Father |◦ » ◦| Status » Deceased

│ Sɪʙʟɪɴɢs │

Name Castyn Leland
Relation » Twin Brother |◦ 29 » ◦| Status » Alive
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│ Other│
Name Neira
Relation » Demonic Companion {And Protector} |◦ » ◦| Status » Alive
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She’s a kitsune demon [that has the ability to shrink or raise her power-usually keeps it low level to not attract demonic attention or hurt Aylor] that Castyn contracted with but formed an attachment to Aylor. She’s been his protector and companion ever since. (hide spoiler)]





*Cocks Gun?**Unsheathes Sword*


Ａｐｐｅａｒａｎｃｅ
│ Iᴍᴀɢᴇ │



│ Hᴀɪʀ │ Short, messy white locks.
│ Eʏᴇs │ Golden yellow with pupils slit thinly, vertically in the middle of his irises.

│ Cᴏᴍᴘʟᴇxɪᴏɴ │ Very pale besides red lines painted under his eyes. Almost always has his mouth mask on.
│ Bᴜɪʟᴅ │ 6'7”, he’s taller than his brother and is built with muscles yet consisting of a lean frame
│ Fᴀᴄᴇ Cʟᴀɪᴍ │ Nakigitsune
│ Dɪsɢᴜɪsɪɴɢ ᴍᴀʀᴋɪɴɢs│
He has a lot of scars on his chest and back. He never reveals what they are from but many on his back are clearly whiplashes.




"I don’t want to hurt you."




Ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌ
│ Aʟʟᴇɢɪᴀɴᴄᴇ﹕ │

His Family and Loved Ones.

│ Oᴄᴄᴜᴘᴀᴛɪᴏɴ﹕│

Guard At Nanba Prison & Trainer Assistant [for Castyn]

│ Hᴏʙʙɪᴇs﹕│

Helping People

│ Aʙɪʟɪᴛɪᴇs﹕│

Shape Alterations: better known as shapeshifter. Aylor has the ability to completely alter his appearance to become any sort of animal or person that he’s seen before. For people, it’s a near perfect replication besides having their memory and habits.
For animals, it’s more so, despite the fact he always has white fur (or simply the creature is considered albino) with his eyes. Since shifting into another creature also alters his brain (since animals have different sized brains). Due to this, he becomes the animal he transforms into. The more similar an animal is to his real size, the better his humanity is reserved. Unfortunately, for most of his transformations, he has the mind of an animal. His mind is on survival and the smaller the creature, the less his own perception can be relied upon. It’s for this very reason that Aylor has stayed by Castyn, since he is the only one with the ability to tame him but also bring forth his humanity.
Another unfortunate flaw in his rather expensive gift is the fact that he often shifts in reaction to emotional bursts. Hot flashes of anger, surprise, happiness, fear or even loneliness he will shift into whatever creature or person and he’d be stuck like that until his brother manages to coax him back.

Shinobi: Following the abilities of a shinobi, a ninja to more precise. He is able to move silently [often why he is feared], hide his presence, infiltrate and utilize numerous shinobi weapons including a shuriken, swords [straight and short blade], kusarigama, kunai, etc. He’s been trained in stealth, assassination, offensive attacks, sneak attacks, silent killing and defensive tactics. He even knows how to track, hunt and survive in the wilderness for months without any assistance. A dangerous man who could kill without leaving a trace but he isn’t that person anymore.

│ Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ │

A guard that walks his rounds in silence. Shrouded by darkness while his appearance is sudden and unexpected. He makes no sound and omits an aura of death. You feel unease in his presence, it’s as if he has no presence. A dark but light figure that comes as sudden as it disappears.
Aylor is a ninja. That has not changed since regaining his memories. He doesn’t have a presence and seems to appear and disappear without a trance. He’s a dark and mysterious person that people just tend to stay away from him. He’s the type of guy that appears to look like he’s about the harm someone but instead kindly return something they’d dropped.
Despite the fact he omits that sort of aura, he actually is a pacifist who really doesn’t like fighting and will only do it if he needs to [like protecting himself or someone else]. He likes to help people but is just an independent person who isn’t good with people despite wanting to help.

Aylor is a good listener since he isn’t a talkative person, hell it can be said he can’t talk. He can but he just doesn’t speak up or often. He leaves the talking to his brother more often than not. He tends to run from any emotional expression, well emotions and feelings as a whole. The twins are very similar in this aspect. Also like his brother, his emotions are laid out on his sleeves, though they are a bit hard to decipher completely. He isn’t good with expressing himself and tends to come across as aloof.

Aylor is the quiet one but that is mainly due to his shyness. He is a stern kind of man but in a fair and compassionate way. He isn’t blunt or talks too much but he’s a kind boy. He puts others before himself and doesn’t like any attention turning to him. It’s why he usually blushes whenever his mask is off.



Much like his twin, he is a deep thinker that is intelligent but doesn’t converse with others much. He only wants to help people and enjoys it.
However, when he is subjected to his lesser animals forms, his morals are often oppressed. He falls into their survival instincts and can barely keep a grasp on his humanity.

He is a humanitarian. He loves animals and helping people despite being such a shadow. He fights for a cause, wanting to help others, his brother, himself. He admires his brother, looks up to him and is continuously protected by him. He relies on his brother to help him when he’s gone off the wall and he does that for his brother. He is the only one that can calm his brother enough.
He is the beast and the tamer

│ Lɪᴋᴇs │
☻ His Brother
☻ Neira
☻ Helping People
☻ Making Sure People Are Happy And Safe
☻ Chocolates {Guilty Pleasure}

│ Dɪsʟɪᴋᴇs │
☹ Vegetables {unless turned into a herbivore}
☹ Cruelty
☹ Hurting Others
☹ His Ability
☹ Pastries

│ Sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜs │
✮ Intimidation {Not On Purpose}
✮ Shinobi Way
✮ Kindness
✮ Stealth

│ Wᴇᴀᴋɴᴇssᴇs │
☆ Pacifist
☆ His Love For Family And Friends
☆ People In Distress
☆ Ability

│ Fᴇᴀʀs │
✗ Hurting Someone
✗ Becoming ‘Him’ Again
✗ Cockroaches

"It Will Be Alright."


│ Hɪsᴛᴏʀʏ │

Aylor was born to two loving temple owners. He was born and raised with his twin brother who dragged him around and got them into trouble. Aylor admired his brother and followed him everywhere. Playing imaginary games in the house until they were old enough to explore the grounds. He loved it and always has so much fun. They spent time with their parents as well. Aylor was close with his mother and especially his father. He really liked his dad who told him a bunch of trivial facts and fascinating things.
Unfortunately, when Aylor was four, his beloved father fell sick and was sentenced to bed rest. It caused Aylor enormous fear and worry but was reassured by his brother that he won’t go so easily. Aylor continued to keep his father company, if not more so. When he wasn’t with his father, being taught or with his brother he and his twin were helping their mother. Since their father couldn’t help her anymore, the boys took to helping wherever they could. They were only four.
Soon, their mother had adjusted to the increase in workload and they got more time to play. They spent a lot of time in the woods around their home and eventually the 5-year-old Castyn and Aylor discovered an old, boarded up well. Once they were told by their father not to go near it, Aylor was against Castyn’s desire to play around there. In the end, Castyn fell and Aylor lunged to try and catch him. They ended up falling down into the hole. When Aylor woke up, he was faced with unimaginable pain as the result of his leg being broken. To make matters worse, a monster with glowing red eyes then proceeded to try and eat him only for another monster to appear.
Aylor passed out from the pain, shock, and fear. When he awoke, they were outside and Castyn explained everything. Aylor promised his brother he would keep it a secret and then he brought him back home where he was bedridden for a while until his leg healed.

5 to 8 year old, Aylor spent a lot of time with his father. He was teaching them much about various things. When they weren’t doing that, Aylor was with his brother however, his brother soon began attending martial arts classes. Aylor didn’t like violence, he didn’t want to learn how to fight so he stayed home. He spent a lot of time with his father and his mother. He learned anything and everything from his father while his mother taught him many skills. He helped her cook, sew, to clean and even to draw. He enjoyed it and even grew to like gardening.
As each day passed, his father grew more and more sick until he finally died when Aylor was 8. Aylor was devastated, completely numb and destroyed. He snapped when the funeral ended. The sorrow, the people who did nothing to try and help his father. He ran away, running as far as he could until he finally collapsed on a bench a few towns over. He feels asleep naively and found himself waking up being carried, flying above the ground with trees whipping past him. Aylor could only scream until he was forcefully knocked out.

Aylor was taken to a remote place in the mountains. An ancient village that took orphans and homeless children to become shinobis. To raise soldiers in the aim of destroying the government to bring back the feudal era. He was brought here, forced to take a certain medicine and was mercilessly trained from day one. He had to endure torture, to survive impossible tasks and soon forgot who he once was. By the time he turned 13, he was a shinobi, a ninja who had shed blood and only followed the shinobi code. They had even discovered that he had an ability to shapeshift. An incident that triggered it [near death experience] and forcefully drew it out to use it for their gains.

It was when he was 13, while he was on a patrol he encountered an unknown man. Since he was so close to the village, Aylor’s orders were to kill anyone who trespasses. He immediately attacked the man to only be faced with a rather skilled fighter, a defensive fighter though. It ended in Aylor’s defeat. He was knocked unconscious and awoke in a hospital room.
He looked over to find the unknown man somehow familiar. His mind wasn’t as fogged since the ‘medicine’ was draining out of his system. He stayed in there for a long time, fighting everything at first but the boy who he recalled as his twin. It took even longer for him to remember everything but his brother was a constant by his side. Telling him stories of their childhood and answering any questions Aylor may voice.

The rehab took two years. During that time, Castyn found out about his ability when he subconsciously attacked him at night. Castyn took him under his wing, helping Aylor gain some control over his ability and covered him in areas where he couldn’t. He eventually remembered everything in his past but it didn’t change the fact he remembered the blood he spilled with his own hands. He was a changed boy but he could function like a normal human-who has intense social anxiety and PTSD.

When he turned 15, Aylor and his brother decided they’d attend highschool. Aylor was unsure about it and this stuck to his brother at the time. He wasn’t good with people, his instinct was to hide or to… hurt them. He didn’t like it. He stayed with his brother since he helped calm him.
Aylor got good grades, has always been a smart guy, especially with all the knowledge his father had shared with him. He was twitchy with crowds and hated being the center of attention so he wasn’t noticed much and left alone. Something he was grateful of and knew his brother had a hand in doing. However, it sometimes got to the point where Aylor just skipped school and stayed home. It didn’t stop him from helping anyone that needed it. Despite his inability to socialize making some misunderstand his intentions.
He often only stayed at school to make sure his brother didn’t flip out on people. After the first time it happened, he knew he couldn’t leave his brother alone and allow the people to be at his mercy. He kept his brother in check just as much as he did for Aylor.
Eventually, his brother convinced him to join the judo club, after refusing many times. He attended occasionally, but during the first time he was put into a match against a senior, a demonstration and he was the unlucky one picked. However, he nearly killed the guy, having lost control, and succumbed to his training. He didn’t go for a long time but eventually, he was convinced to show up occasionally in order to train his self-control.
He was lonely, not having his father, his mother busy and not all there but getting there. His brother as with martial arts and judo or with people at school… it was rough. When he was 16, his brother came to him to eagerly show him the new demon he contracted with. He knew his brother usually saw demons but Aylor could only see the ones he contracted with or powerful ones.
A little fox creature that was adorable and Aylor fell in love with. It wasn’t long after the two met and became fast friends and Castyn left her in his care. He’d be surprised but even more happy. He knew Neira was there just in case something happened but he didn’t mind. They were inseparable… even at school. Normal humans couldn’t see her if she didn’t wish them to.


He and Castyn graduated high school and decided to stay at home and worked for the temple. Cleanses, exorcisms and maintaining grounds. It was enjoyable and it eased Aylor, not needing to interact with too much people but enough to warm him up to it -kinda. He didn’t go out much but he rekindled the relationship he’d lost his mother, who had gotten much better from her previous state.
This easy life continued until the twins turned 23 after Castyn decided to start a trainer business where he would train people’s pets with them etc. It didn’t escalate until later when he began taking bigger jobs. The longer he was away, the more Aylor would follow him, becoming an assistant. He couldn’t be left alone to do the temple tasks in case he lost control. Eventually, he was being put onto months long expeditions that Aylor tagged along on and loved. Animals and meeting new creatures. It was fun.

When they turned 25, people working at an elite prison approached his brother. They wanted to hire him to use his abilities for inmates. Aylor had embarrassingly used his ability to do that. Castyn refused at first, stating that if Aylor couldn’t go with him then he wouldn’t work for them. The guards weren’t going for it. He wasn’t qualified. Aylor was an unknown guy that on paper only had good marks and that was it.
Castyn was amused and told Aylor to come over from his hiding spot. Descending from the shadows, something Castyn had gotten used to and he told the guards to test his brother and then give him an answer. He then told them to go at it like they were going to kill each other. He knew his brother was against fighting and had gotten a very good amount of control by this point.
The guard attacked first and it was tough keeping him away with hand to hand combat. It wasn’t his specialty. However, Aylor knew the terrain better and easily got the upper hand in the woods. He hides, using what he’d learned until Castyn called him off just before he killed the guard. After that show and tell, he was allowed to go with his brother.

Aylor and Castyn have been working there for four years now. Veterans practically. They dealt with the thieves building which was more of Aylor’s specialty than Castyn’s. Nothing could get past the observant and patient gaze of a ninja. Aylor still doesn’t socialize much and is known as a dark shadow- or the beast of Building 6. The other guards know him better by his aloof personality but kind acts.

"I see.. I’m sorry."

[Identity]

{Full Name/Nickname(s):}
• Junko Hayashi
• Meaning—Junko, pure child; Jun, pure; Hayashi, forest
• Jun; Ko/Koko-chan/chi; Hayashi-san

{Block/Mental Stability:}
• Building 3
• Stable

{Age:}
• 20

{Gender:}
• Nonbinary [biologically male]
• Their body has feminine curves and their voices in higher in pitch, like a teen girl's

{Date of Birth:}
• February 18

{Zodiac Sign:}
• Pisces [hints of Aquarius]

{Blood type:}
• AB

{Sexuality:}
• Asexual Pan-romantic

{Crush:}
• N/A

{Relationships/Relationship Status:}
• Single

[Appearance:]
(view spoiler)[

[Her Weapon: Magnhild]


(hide spoiler)]

{Hair:}
• Their thick, straight hair is an off-white color, creamy, and highlighted with violent, which is the same as the rest of her fur; it is kept in a cute bob around their face, the bangs longer and parted around their eyes; two parts are kept long and thin; they keep them in braids while they are working

{Eyes:}
• Their eyes are a pretty, soft shade of blue; they are often emotionless, and while they can become quite terrifying when she is angered, when they are happy, their eyes sparkle like the ocean on a sunny day

{Height:}
• 4'11 ft [and a half, they insist]

{Weight:}
• Around 90 lbs

{Skin Tone:}
• Lightly tanned

{Clothing Style:}
• Short-sleeved dress-shirts, dress-shorts, vests, neckties, stockings, and ankle-boots

{Scarring or Markings:}
• [I'm adding it 'cause why the f not] They have cute freckles sprinkled on their cheeks and over their nose, those on their shoulders and knees more noticeable and darker in color than those on their face

[Personality]

{Description:}
• QUIET/WITHDRAWN/INDIFFERENT/EMOTIONLESS/ALOOF/SOFT-SPOKEN/INSECURE/SLOW
[outwardly/just their nature/first-impression; they aren't really insecure, at least not too much]


AIR-HEADED/UNFEELING/COLD/UNWELCOMING/HEARTLESS/HARSH/HOSTILE/INSENSITIVE
[what people think of them]


INTELLIGENT/BLUNT/HONEST/CAUTIOUS/DISCIPLINED/RESPONSIBLE/HARD-WORKING/LOYAL
[people will notice this about them slowly]


PURE-HEARTED/KIND/COMPASSIONATE/GENTLE/INNOCENT/CLUMSY/CREATIVE/CURIOUS
[these traits will sneak up on people, popping up in the most obvious but unnoticeable ways; they are unaware of most of these, and especially the tells for them]



{Deadly Secrets and Things to Know:}
• They are secretly really clumsy [but not too obviously]
• They incredibly insecure about their height
• They are surprisingly quite affectionate and love the attention in return [though they'd never tell]
• They secretly enjoyed being teased, and tickled

{Likes/Favorite Things:}
• Singing [they're surprisingly a natural]
• Drawing [they suck at anything detailed, but can draw cutesy things
• Dating sims [Mystic Messenger]
• Mirror's Edge [the video game]
• Playing the guitar [a prodigy at the acoustic, electric, and bass]
• Cute, small, fluffy things [especially fluffy socks/blankets]
• Large sweaters when off-duty [always has sweater-paws]
• Junk food [has a pure diet of it]
• DRAGONS

{Dislikes/Fears:}
• Discriminatory people [homophobic, transphobic, racist, etc]
• Being made fun of for their height
• Loud noises [they're jumpy]
• Bullies
• People who put their brawn before their brain
• Baggy pants
• Shoes with no heel [as they don't make them taller]
• Salty/spicy foods
• Giraffes for...some strange reason

{Interesting Facts:}
• Their favorite Mystic Messenger character is Vanderwood [707 is a close second, along with Ray (V Route)]
• They despise the character Yoosung, as he, in their opinion, whines too much
• They are very quiet about their past, and rarely share any details about themself.
• They have a birthmark in the shape of a heart on the inside of their upper left thigh

{Ability:}
• Super Human Strength: Jun's power is quite self-explanatory. They have the amazing, if not disappointingly common ability of super strength. People don't take them seriously when they confess their ability, not until they use it. Due to their painfully small body, it seems impossible that they could hold so much strength, especially when their diet consists of junk foods. To accentuate their ability, they use a hammer/bazooka, as if to prove themself worthy without needing to say anything. Their amazing strength goes beyond being simply physical though, as they are also strong-willed and strong-minded. Their ability has also protected their thoughts several times against mind-reading or mind-influencing inmates, and they will often be called into different blocks to deal with those types of prisoners.

{History:}
• Junko's first years were spent in an orphanage, where they had been abandoned as an infant. They are innately a quiet person. So much so that the caretakers at the facility thought that they were mute for the entirety of their stay at the orphanage. Due to their small body and mute, constantly emotionless state (which meant to repel unwanted attention), they became a target of bullying. Sometimes, when their instructors or caretakers were not paying attention, the bullies would drag Jun away into a secluded space, turning their verbal abuse into a physical altercation. Their bullies thought it was most fun to take their lunch, which later became one of the main reasons for their lack of growth.

Junko's abuse made them reclusive, keeping their hobbies to themself, trying to draw as little attention to themself as possible. One day, around the time they turned twelve, a lonely-looking, smiling woman with a soft voice and a fifteen year old boy with a strange kindness in his eyes, arrived at the orphanage. For some reason, Jun found themself drawn to the mother and son pair. As a result, for the first time in all of the years that they had resided at the orphanage, they made an effort to seem adoptable. They tried their best to be cooperative with the adoption interview, more so than they had been in previous ones, at least. They still remained as quiet and emotionless as ever, but they found themself smiling when the young boy laughed at something his mother had said. The process was long, grueling, and particularly brutal for Junko, as the bullies were relentless in his last month. Time crawled on, but after the world stopped dragging it's feet, Junko was welcomed into a loving family of three: A kind woman in her thirties named Haruka, a gentle teenager by the name of Itsuki, and a golden retriever named Mako.

Junko spent most of their teenage years with this Hayashi family, mourning with them when Mako passed on, celebrating and doting over the Australian shepherd named Nana, that they rescued from a shelter, along with Itsuki. They fit right into the little family, as if they had been the missing puzzle piece to the Hayashis' life. Jun grew particularly close to their brother, Itsuki, at one point even questioning if they felt for him more than a family member should. They did everything together, until that fateful day. Due to Itsuki being three years older than Jun, the boy was in college by the time Jun had reached their junior year of high school. One day in the middle of summer, a day which Itsuki had promised to spend with Jun after school as a celebration for the ending of his school year, tragedy struck.

A maniac with a gun, an escapee from the local prison that had been on the run for about a week, ran through Itsuki's school, homemade bombs blowing him up along with two classes full of students. Unfortunately, Itsuki was...in the way. Junko mourned as they had never mourned before, and they unfortunately had to do so on their own. Haruka grew incredibly distant and depressed after Itsuki's death, and no matter how Jun tried to comfort her, there was no stopping her when she committed suicide a year later. Jun, being seventeen at the time, was put into foster care. They had returned to their solemn self, but this time through the system was different. The first time someone tried to bother them, Jun exploded, a strange rush of strength filling their limbs. They ended up breaking the other boy's leg, and was filed as unadoptable, and possibly dangerous. Jun stayed in the custody of social services until they were eighteen, and then they broke away. The drive most-likely being the prison escapee that killed their brother, Jun began attending college to become a prison guard. Excelling both due to their incredible mind and strength, not to mention their cooperation with authority, they skipped several years, joined a police force, and then slipped into working at the infamous Nanba prison. They are still a bit new to Nanba, but they are already well-known, whether that be good or bad. Be gentle~!

{Theme Song(s):}
• lone / 雨音ルイ

Identity

Name: Xenos Leonardo Viscardi
Nickname: Leo
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
Date of Birth: August 5th
Zodiac Sign: Leo
Relationship Status: Single

Guard Status

Building Number: Building 11
Guard Rank: Head Guard
Ability: TELEKINESIS/MIND CONTROL [Xenos, with the power of his eyes, has the ability to control other people's movements. This ability often leads him to making others kneel in front of him and beg for forgiveness until he feels like releasing them from his control. Xenos knows that he shouldn't ever abuse his power so he made a deal with himself that he would only ever really use his power if he needed to. His own punishment for breaking his deal would be to rid himself of his ability by taking out one of his eyes. He is harsh on himself because he lives off of follow rules and guidelines. This power of his can only be used a limited amount of time or it will take a toll of his physical and mental state. After using it once, he immediately feels like he needs to take a break and lean against a wall or something to get rid of his dizziness.]

Looks

Appearance:

Hair Xenos' has black neck length locks that frame his face nicely and gives him a very soft appearance. With his hair and looks many people have mistaken him for a foreigner or a woman with shorter hair. These mistakes don't offend Xenos but he doesn't really understand how he could be seen a woman with his tall statue.
Eyes Xenos' eyes are what make him Xenos. His bright red eyes, that can control the people around him, shine even in the dullest of moments. His eyes are the windows to his soul. With his expressionless face, it's quite hard to figure out what he is thinking about but staring into his eyes can give you hints towards his moods throughout the day.
Complexion In contrast to his dark hair, Xenos has very pale skin. Due to this, he can't stand in the sun for a long time. This limits his ability to watch over his prisoners in certain areas so he has specific instructions for the guards beneath him to follow in place of himself.
Style Xenos tends to lean more towards the professional/formal style. He'll typically wear a white suit with red detail or a black suit with red detail. When Xenos isn't dressed in his formal attire, he typically has on some pretty casual clothes. Xenos almost never wears casual clothes in public but he has done so when hanging out with the people closest to him.

Personality

APATHETIC [When it comes time for Xenos to make an executive decision, he doesn't hold back to let his emotions get in the way. He lets punishments take place when they are well deserved and does not take it upon himself to step in if things get rough. His apathetic side only shows towards the prisoners but once he's around other guards, he lets down his guard a bit. His apathy can also lead him into his dark side where he finds it hard to bring himself back into reality. These cases are normally caused by stubborn prisoners.]
REASONABLE [Even though Xenos releases his reigns a bit, it isn't hard for him to step back into a situation if he feels that something is being done on unfair terms. This rationality within him often makes him appear soft to the prisoners, as if he would sympathize with them.]
RESPONSIBLE [Xenos is known for owning up to anything that involves his prisoners or fellow guards with his building. He takes pride in his job and believes in the other guards in his building. He takes any punishment that is directed towards building 11 guards because he believes that problems arising from building 11 are solely his responsibility, being that he is the head guard.]

History

Xenos grew up within a wealthy household. He was practically groomed to be the ideal heir to his father's company. While growing up, his parents were never really around and Xenos began to develop a serious/apathetic personality. He never really cared for friends or spending time with his family when they finally wanted to make some time for him. Even though he pushed everyone away from him, there was one person that could always break down his stone faced apathetic shell. His name was Nathan and he was the son of the Viscardi family's gardener. His mother worked for Xenos' father and she tended to their many gardens that surrounded the mansion, including the famous blue rose garden where Xenos and Nathan first met.

As a child at the age of 5 years old, Xenos entertained himself with many books from his father's library. The day the mansion was getting a mass renovation, Xenos' reading spot was closed off so he had to find another. This is why he went to the blue rose garden that was dedicated to his late mother who died while giving birth to him. While reading his book, the gardener came in to tend to the roses. She had seen Xenos a couple of times but she never had a chance to talk to him seeing as he was busy all the time with homework and assignments from his father. She smiled at him and motioned to the door where her golden hair, blue eyed soon stood with the brightest smile on his face. This expression caught Xenos off guard and Nathan took this as an opportunity to take him away. Nathan dragged Xenos off to the back off the mansion where a stream ran through a wooded area. He showed him the marbles that he threw in there from time to time and how they sparkled when the light hit them. Xenos was intrigued at how enjoyable Nathan's company was and they soon became close friends. As they grew up together, Xenos begged his father to let him attend the same middle school as Nathan which he eventually agreed to.

Xenos was the topic of discussion during the first day of school, with his slender frame and elegant features. Many girls took interested in the raven haired boy but Xenos only wanted to be around Nathan. Nathan eventually got jealous one day when his crush confessed to Xenos. He had seen the confession from his classroom but ran away before hearing Xenos' rejection. The next day Nathan completely ignored Xenos and when Xenos tried to talk to him, Nathan would glare and walk away. These actions angered Xenos because Nathan was always there for him but now Nathan had completely left him behind. On a late afternoon in an afterschool class, Nathan was packing up to go home and Xenos stormed into the classroom. He locked the door behind him and walked up to Nathan with his head down. Nathan glared at the boy's approaching figure but was caught off guard when Xenos' fish came straight across his face, smashing into Nathan's cheek. "You idiot! What did I ever do to you to deserve such treatment?" The boy cried out to the person whom he thought was his best friend. As tears streamed down his face, Nathan looked at the boys face in shock, having never seen the boy show this much emotion. After wiping away his tears but failing seeing as he could stop crying, he looked up at Nathan and slowly open up his now glowing red eyes. "I hate you! Don't ever talk to me again." He said with a trembling voice.

Nathan reached out to Nathan reached to Xenos. He realized what he did to Xenos was uncalled for and he wanted to apologise immediately. As he began to form the words of apology, he soon realized that nothing was coming out of his mouth. He was was mouthing the words and trying to say them out loud but nothing would come out. Xenos stared at him in confusion but then slapped his hand away. "See you can't even apologise to me. I absolutely hate you, you idiot." He said as he turned around and looked for his bag that he threw down before punching Nathan. Nathan was frantic by now. He scrambled around looking for a pencil and a piece of paper then wrote down his apology and that he couldn't talk. He then grabbed Xenos' hand and gave him the paper. Xenos stared at Nathan for a minute then read the paper out loud. "I'm really really sorry Leo. I can't actually speak even though I'm trying really hard but please forgive me. I let my jealousy get in the way of our friendship...friendship.." Xenos stared at the last word that he read then crumpled the paper up. He turned towards Nathan and threw the paper at him. "Fine, I don't care if you talk to me or whatever. Don't do anything like that ever again, nerd." And with that it was like a curse was lifted and Nathan blurted out his apology.

Nathan was confused but shook it off and they resumed their friendship all the way up until their senior year in high school. Xenos had found out that Nathan was being bullied by some gang members and the bully got so intense that Nathan eventually committed suicide. Xenos blamed himself for not being aware of what was happening even though Nathan came to school with a new bruise every day. Xenos decided that he wanted to spend the rest of his days, keeping criminals where they should be and so he applied for a [position as a guard at the Nanba prison. This position help him take notice of his powers and helped him grow into the person he is now. Xenos was soon promoted and moved to a head guard position due to his dedication and skill level at handling severe situations. Now he is the head guard of the 11th building.

Theme Song:
Unravel - Tokyo Ghoul (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7aMOu...)

Other:

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                                          【 Atsushi Isao Katsuro 】


[Nick Name:] None
[Meaning of Name:]
Atsushi: Cordial, industrious
Isao: Honor, merit
Katsuro: Victorious son
[Species:] Human
[Gender:] Male
[Age:] 24


[Rank:] Guard
↳ Building: 5
[Abilities:]
◆ Subjective Reality: Atsushi's ability lies in playing around with fantasy and reality and ironically suits him rather well, as it lies in deceit and hiding truths, much like he often does. He can turn one into the other; for instance, planting an illusion into reality, or planting a reality into part of an illusion. Whatever he sets into one of the two will appear to be real to the person being affected (so reality and fantasy become the same, and all concepts are possible), although it is only an illusion. Basically, he is able to blur the lines in one's minds about reality and fantasy by intermixing the two together into one subjective "reality". Of course, as all abilities, it does have its limitations. There is a limit to how long he can hold an illusion, and that limit becomes even shorter depending on how many different realities or fantasies he has infused together. The more there is, the less time he can trap someone within it. He also cannot warp areas that are blocked off by physical barriers, such as a person's mind or an area heavily closed off. And lastly, if he does not believe something, even in a fantasy, then he will not be able to bring it into his illusions.
[Weapon:] He does not use one.
[Theme Song:] ---

[Birthday:] August 14
[Zodiac Sign:] Leo
[Blood type:] B

[Sexuality:] Bisexual
[Relationship Status:] Single
[Crush:] Open
[Liked by:] Open

Appearance:


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[Height:] 6'0
[Weight:] 61 kg
[Build:] Muscular
[Eyes:] Scarlet red
[Hair:] Black
[Complexion:] Fair
[Markings:] None
[Faceclaim:] Rei Sakuma

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● History:
Atsushi was born into a rural little village with his mother and the caretaker. His father was never around for as long he can remember; he was always gone overseas for work, although Atsushi had always suspected this was not the only reason, considering he never returned once to see his son.
At first, his mother was loving and caring, spending every second of her free time with him. He warmed up to her in his early months very quickly and came to be attached to her. This only lasted a short while, however, maybe only until Atsushi turned 2. After that, because of the village beginning to become more poor due to the lack of population, and consequently, lack of economy to fuel the village, she began to leave home in search of resources, often not returning for many hours. This was not an overly large concern to Atsushi primarily, for he still had the caretaker who looked after him, and his mother always returned eventually. But as more time passed, his mother would return for less and less time, sometimes she would not even return for weeks. When she did, at last, return, Atsushi always sensed some changes in her. Perhaps it was due to the village's decreasing capacity for survival, or simply because she was coming to realize the virtues of worrying for herself only rather than 3 people, she gradually became distant from Atsushi. By the time he had turned 4, their relationship had worn so thin that she no longer seemed to care in the slightest for Atsushi.
It was around this time that a family from the city dropped by their small village to inspect if it the land was worthy of a factory being built there. Going only by what Atsusi had always imagined his father to be like, he supposed one of the newcomers resembled him quite a bit. Because of this, it came as no surprise to Atsushi when his mother formed a relationship with him and even planned to return to the city with him (Atsushi happened to overhear her speaking about it with the man).
It was planned they leave the very next year, however unfortunately, for the mother, she soon learned she had yet another child with her. Enraged about having to suffer due to another again as she'd been forced to do with Atsushi and the care taker, she abandoned the baby at home the moment he was born and fled to the city with her lover.
The caretaker adopted the child and decided to raise him with Atsushi. Atsushi loved the child, and there was never a time where in which she would not see the two together. It could even be said that Atsushi practically raised the boy (whom both he and the caretaker decided to name Kiun).
When Atsushi had turned 12, and Kiun 7, Atsushi decided he wanted to enroll Kiun into school, something he had never been able to attend as a result of not having enough money. He managed to convince his caretaker to move to the city with them, and then Atsushi worked hard to raise enough money to support Kiun going to school. He sold off everything he was able to and worked any job he could possibly find. It was not until he had turned 14 (Kiun 9) that he was able to enroll him into school. Kiun was smart boy, and up until high school graduated with excellent marks.
It was around this time that their caretaker married, and soon left the boys (for they insisted they would be fine on their own).
Atsushi, becoming the sole provider for the two, then went to search for a job. Finally, he applied for Nanba (as it was the only job he found he had a chance at; since he didn't have education or any sort of achievements, there were little jobs available for him) and was accepted.
On another note, however, Kiun soon abandoned his dream of going to the university and instead joined his brother at Nanba. Atsushi was extremely upset by his decision, insisting that he follow his own dreams instead of force himself into a job he didn't particularly care for, but Kiun calmly explained it would put Atsushi at ease more if they were together, and he knew Atsushi would not look after himself well alone, as he would only worry about Kiun. Reluctantly Atsushi gave in to his stubborn brother and the two became well-known guards together at Nanba.

● Personality:
Atsushi is someone who is always wearing a smile on his face. All the same, he is someone with whom one can almost never tell if the smile is genuine or not, and often times, it would appear, it is not.
He appears to be a very gentle and kind person, with an amiable air about him, and one that almost anyone could get along with. And it is true, if his outside behavior were the only judge. He is frequently complimenting people in that sweet tone of his. What most of these people do not realize, however, is that almost as soon as they are gone (or most of them, at least) they are insulted and spoken about quite badly by him. It is not uncommon for Atsushi to be scornful towards those who has only met but once and know absolutely nothing about, simply because he assumes anyone who does not realize that his smiles and sweet words are not his true feelings is not worthy of his recognition. He is aware that he should not judge people so quickly (and worse is that he normally holds this opinion for a long time) but lately he concludes this is just his personality and there is nothing he can do about it (although this is not true, he could easily change if he were willing to open his heart, even if to just one individual, but he has yet to do so).
He is a bit devilish in nature, as he is willing to manipulate people and use them as pawns as he pleases to get what he wants.
Back to his outer demeanor, he is both flirtatious and charming. He has a way with words used to his advantage, and readily uses it on nearly anyone he meets (except those he holds in particularly high contempt). He is sociable and easy to approach, and albeit a bit loud, gentle nonetheless. In truth though, he is beguiling and crafty, and while he is smart enough to be able to deceive people with a change of tone, it does not apply to all fields. For instance, he is quite bad at studying and some of the subjects taught in schools.
In the way he acts outwardly, he is nearly the complete opposite of his soft spoken and honest brother. In regards to his brother, it is no secret that Atsushi loves him very much and would do nearly anything for him. He hopes to someday be able to extend the same level of care to another individual, so it is not just the two of them, but he has yet to accomplish that.
He often spoils his brother, getting him whatever he wishes, in hopes of seeing him smile, but it is not often that this is the response he receives.
Despite being the older brother, Atsushi is far less serious than his little brother, and appears more childish than he (though this may not necessarily be the case). In spite of this, it is still Atsushi who takes care of both of them, and on some occasions, he does become very serious. He never reveals his true intentions when doing something unless he wants for it to be known, and he trusts the person to some degree. Otherwise, he generally keeps to himself, as he has not learned yet how to extend his leniency to another other than his family.

[Family: ]
↳ Mother; https://i.pinimg.com/736x/e3/08/60/e3...
↳ Father; https://i.pinimg.com/236x/09/11/1c/09...
↳ Brother; https://i.pinimg.com/originals/e5/62/...
[Pets:] None
[Friends:] Open
[Rivals:] Open
[Enemies:] None, yet.

Likes:
~ Winning
~ Fancy clothes
~ Hats
~ His brother
~ Dogs
~ Scenery

Dislikes:
➛ People who raise a hand against another (not excluding himself)
➛ Studying
➛ Anything that requires logical thinking
➛ People that see through his plans
➛ Prisoners that refuse to listen to/obey him
➛ Being alone
➛ The fact that his brother renounced his dreams for his sake

Weakness/fears:
- Solitude
- Losing his brother; harming him
- Failing to provide for his brother
- Being unable to form relations with others (he would prefer to be close with more than just Kiun)

Strengths:
▸ Blurring the boundaries between reality and fantasy
▸ Cleverly twisting around words to his advantage
▸ Maintaining balance between things & time management

Secrets & Facts:
▷ He fears that one day Kiun may bump into his parents (for they do live in the city) and they will throw hateful words at him and shatter the lies Atsushi has managed to convince him to believe in till now
▷ Secretly wishes to form a relationship with another, for he wants others to be dependent on him too
▷ He has come to like his job at Nanba, though he claims to despise it

Flaws:
◇ Despite appearing to be gentle, can be violent
◇ Harsh
◇ Dishonest (often, but not with everyone)
◇ Over-protective
◇ Has difficulty opening up to and being honest with others, and consequently, a hard time forming other relations

Virtues:
◆ Amiable
◆ Easy to get along with
◆ Charming
◆ Graceful
◆ Trustworthy (somewhat: if you are someone he cares for dearly)

[Other:]

Name: Jack Holmes
Age: 28
Sexuality: Bisexual
Position: Head Guard of Building 9

Appearance:
Jack is good looking man. He has long blonde hair, reaching a little past his shoulders, that tends to be tied a lot in a ponytail. It is dyed of course, as he tends to change it to avoid the cops figuring out who he is, he changes other things as well, eye color with contacts and what not. His he has pale skin and eyes with little black pupils. He is always clean shaven, as facial is just scratchy and he believes make people look like bums. Jack stands at 5'7, so average and ways about average too. Jack will wear a uniform to work but doesn't enjoy it, he would prefer to wear just a t-shirt and jeans. He dosent carry any weapons on him, only a small briefcase that he never lets anyone touch, for it contains all his little tools for his "experiments".

Personality: On the outside, Jack is a pleasant. He is a charming gentleman, being able to direct conversation without even talking, and his voice soothes everyone around. He just oozes charisma. He is so pleasant, just enjoying life and allowing peolpe to do what they wish. If a guard wants to do something, he will just let them. It was this attitude and his ability to follow the rules that got him into the head guard position. But a lot of that is a mask he puts on, just to hide at how evil and vile he is. He finds pain fascinating and loves to test on certain prisoners that he finds no one will miss or one he just particularly hates. His curiosity with death leads him to go to the morgue every time they're is a new body and "convince" the mortician to let him experiment on the body. He loves uses peoples vices against them, drugs, greed, lust you name it he finds a way to use it too keep Building 9 they way he wants, the fun loving building and all under his thumb. He is very open about if someone asks him, about what he is done, he is proud of it almost, thinking his experiments will further society and make life better for everyone. Jack has a brilliant mind, which he puts into his "medical" research and the understanding of drugs and poisons on the body. He expects only one thing from any one under him: loyalty. Frankly, he doesn't give a shit what you do, as long as you remember who is in charge. A lot of the time, he will join the fun and just be like everyone else.

History: Jack Holmes was born in the town of Luckenbach, Texas. He grew up with a family of 7, with two other brothers, and two sisters, all older than him. He was the baby, and what a child he was. He never cried as a baby, and was fascinating about all things that he could get his fingers on. By age 8, he had an intellect of that of a 15 year old, that is to say, Jack was really smart. This is where the first instance of his power came to be. When he gave his older brother Lackey a noogie, a large dose of poison went into his system. Then being the smart ass Jack was, he asked for 10 bucks, expecting the usual fuck you, he was extremely surprised when Lackey handed him the bill. He was so surprised he ran and told his mother, who also was surprised, but just decided it was the elder being nice. His next test wasn't for awhile, about 12 and the poison had built up again to where it would come out in a large dose. He was sitting against a wall and noticed black ooze coming out of his hand, he touch it and it evaporated, entering his bloodstream and it made him very fuzzy feeling. He decided that he needed to test it out, so during all of high school, he would collect it and try to figure out how the substance worked, coming to the conclusion that it lowered inhibitions and made verbal commands more likely to happen. It was quite fascinating and he used it to his full advantage. He got it under control enough to where it wasn't a full dose every time and manage to get through high school with straight A's, with hardly every having to work. His home life was fun too, he never got in trouble and his brothers knew not to mess with him. He didn't stay out late or do anything stupid, but his first time with the amazing sensation of killing was his senior year. He had brought a girl home and they were walking in the woods, she was usually resistant to his poison. He tried to "charm" her into having a little fun and she screamed rape and try to leave. That would not do at all, so he found the closest thing, a large rock, and bludgeoned her until her head look concave. Jack felt for the first time the thrill of blood and murder, and he was actually smiling when he was done, but knew he had to leave, he couldn't be caught. So he left, wanting to explore the country, and by explore he moved close to the border between Texas and Oklahoma. There he found a run down home he used for his base of operations for many years, he didn’t leave that place until he was 26. There he formed his little underground empire, kidnapping people of all ranges, black, while, male, female, old, young, and torturing them, experimenting on them, to figure out how far the human body could go, and then there was Stephen, his last victim before he found out about Nanba Prison. He decided he wanted to spread crime a little bit more, since he is quite the anarchist, so he tortured this boy for over a year, and got his mind into absolute mush. And with Stephen done, Jack knew the cops were getting closer to him, so he needed to leave the country. Jack decided on Japan, where he heard of a prison where his talents could be used. So that is where he is now, after a year he was put into the head guard position of the Prostitution block, where he continues to this day on all his experiments and furthering his research. All in the good of humankind.

Ability: The Touch of Power
Specifics: Jack has the power of persuasion through a poison touch. This poison attacks the mind, making his verbal commands seem more pleasing and make the target more willing to bend to his will. The longer the touch, the longer the poison seeps from him to the target. The only problem is it has to be skin to skin, even a t-shirt can block the poison from reaching the bloodstream, so Jack knows where and when he needs to shake a hand of someone or stroke the cheek of anouther.

Theme Song: Victorious- Panic! At the Disco
Other: While at the prison he has felt some sort of connection to one of the prisoners in his block, Coa. While he is a sociopath and as such has never loved or care for anyone, he does feel some sort of connection to the girl, not love per say, but something. He makes sure she eats and is taken good care of, even given her the poison her body so desperately needs. Jack visits the girl almost everyday, just to make sure she is okay. He is also the only person he never experiments on, feeling as the girl has had enough and wants to rehabilitate the broken girl.

"Yo, you alright? I guess you wouldn’t be… I didn’t mean to scare you.
... Oh I’m fine. It takes more than a pole to hurt me."


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│ Nᴀᴍᴇ │ Tempest Caprice Rhea Reagan
│ Nᴀᴍᴇ ᴍᴇᴀɴɪɴɢ │(view spoiler)[Tempest- violent storm
Caprice- impulsive
Rhea- greek goddess of mountain wilds
Reagan- furious, impulsive (hide spoiler)]
│Aʟɪᴀsᴇs │ Wild Beast
│ Nɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ │ Tem[p], Rhea. Reggie

│ Aɢᴇ │ 30
│ Dᴀᴛᴇ ᴏғ Bɪʀᴛʜ │ November 17th
│ Zᴏᴅɪᴀᴄ │ Scorpio

│ Bᴜɪʟᴅɪɴɢ Nᴜᴍʙᴇʀ﹕│ 3
│ Gᴜᴀʀᴅ Rᴀɴᴋɪɴɢ ﹕│ Subordinate Guard

│ Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ Rᴏʟᴇ │ Masculine
│ Bɪʀᴛʜ Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ │ Male
│ Sᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ │ Asexual- Romantic
│ Pʀᴇsᴇɴᴛ Sᴛᴀᴛᴜs │ Single
│ Pᴀsᴛ Rᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘs │ N/A

│ Tʜᴇᴍᴇ Sᴏɴɢ: │ Loverboy
│ Fᴀᴍɪʟʏ │
│ Sɪʙʟɪɴɢs │
Name Kaelan Cypher
Relation » Biological Sister |◦ 27 » ◦| Status » Alive
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"Aren’t I a cutie?"


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│ Hᴀɪʀ │ Messy Blonde, untamed.
│ Eʏᴇs │

│ Cᴏᴍᴘʟᴇxɪᴏɴ │ Ridden with imperfections but his pale, white complexion.
│ Bᴜɪʟᴅ │ 6’9, very tall, very lean. The guy literally it skin and bone.
│ Fᴀᴄᴇ Cʟᴀɪᴍ │ Shizuo Heiwajima
│ Dɪsɢᴜɪsɪɴɢ ᴍᴀʀᴋɪɴɢs│
Scars from old wounds, a lot of broken bones, knot in his nose [broken nose].
Blue sunglasses



"You have just made the need for me to get violent. Pay for it in kind."


Ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌ
│ Oᴄᴄᴜᴘᴀᴛɪᴏɴ﹕│

Military Grump- Bartender/Bouncer

│ Hᴏʙʙɪᴇs﹕│

Not Many To Speak Of.

│ Aʙɪʟɪᴛɪᴇs﹕│

Enhanced: The ability is enhancing his physical abilities. Strengthening his muscles, allowing him to use his full strength that one’s mind inhibits. He can move faster, utilize all his strength and allows his reaction time to speed up. He can run faster and move his body in ways that seem inhuman by disabling those inhibitors. Most people just classify it as superhuman strength which is the just of it.
However, unlike his sister, he is unable to register the pain from any wounds he sustains or the wounds he gives himself, Advanced healing just as his sister does which is fortunate for him since he’d be disabled in the hospital at this point.

│ Cʀɪᴍᴇs﹕│

*Numerous Charges Of Assault *Destruction Of Property *Noise Disturbance

“Well if I must.”


│ Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ │

Tempest is quite the interesting man.
First Impressions:
When first coming into contact with him, he seems like a very cool and aloof type of man. He keeps everyone at an arm’s length. An independent man that doesn’t seem to rely on anyone but is very reliable. He is clearly distrustful and secretive, having a mysterious aura to him that equally attracts people as it causes them to stay away. He may be a stick but he seems threatening, a stance befitting someone who has served. He is a rather chill and cool personality, seemingly unfazed by anything.
The second impression comes immediately after someone pisses this seemingly cool headed guy. He doesn’t have much mind to rules or traditional moral conduct. He could care less about it to be frank, despite working for the military or probably due to that. He’s the type of guy that will do whatever is asked of him until someone pisses him off by what they’re doing or how they’re saying. If he sees someone being treated poorly or someone decides to give him too much attitude, the switch is flipped. The guy turns into a madman that can’t control his rage or strength in the slightest. With the ability to push his body to its limits, he goes into a tantrum.
An impulsive and temperamental man that will go nuts. He will grab anything he can get his hands on and throw it, or kick it. He has no control over himself once he’s pissed. He becomes a beast that can throw cars and kill people in a single punch.

Don’t let his mysterious air disillusion you. Once angered, it may be impulsive, temperamental childish thing to do, but the guy is terrifying when pissed. A definite monster that could kill with a single look. It doesn’t help that he can walk off injuries that would have people incapacitated. Plus, sometimes he does enjoy the good fight but that doesn’t mean he likes violence.
The last impression of this guy is the real personality of this guy. He keeps people at a distance from others due to a fear of losing everyone he cares about him. However, once that barrier is down, you meet quite the man. As stubborn and hard headed as his sister, he’s not one to change his mind after making it up. Assertive, brave and enjoys teasing people. However, he is quite passive by nature. He won’t get involved unless pissed or having the desire to protect someone. He’s overprotective to a fault and will do anything to keep people safe-if they’re deserving of it. Innocent and cute in unusual ways but it’s chased away with how cocky the guy is. He is arrogant, assured of himself and confident when it comes to his abilities. Take away his enhancement ability, he still has all the training that came with being involved with the military for so many years.
Despite, the guy aims to have fun. He likes enjoying himself, though him enjoying himself often meant doing random things that seem rather odd. Like bouncing on things or bouncy balls and even just eavesdropping. Humorous conversation are amusing. It’s one sided fun. He’s a weird guy but he likes animals so there’s that.

│ Lɪᴋᴇs │
☻ Smokes
☻ Doing Whatever He Wants
☻ Just Living Casually
☻ Snacks, Chips- Food
☻ Paying Back His Dues
│ Dɪsʟɪᴋᴇs │
☹ Unnecessary Violence [calling kettle black]
☹ Sitting Around Idly
☹ Following The Rules
☹ Unfairness
☹ People With Certain Attitudes
│ Sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜs │
✮ Strength
✮ Speed/Agility
✮ Unbiased
✮ Quick Decision Making
│ Wᴇᴀᴋɴᴇssᴇs │
☆ Impulsive
☆ Uncompromising
☆ Arrogant
☆ Temperamental
│ Fᴇᴀʀs │
✗ Losing
✗ Getting Too Attached To Someone

"There isn’t more to life besides living it. Aim for happiness… when it’s not gained through someone else’s misery. Play it by those rules then we shouldn’t have a problem…. Right?"


│ Hɪsᴛᴏʀʏ │

Tempest was dumped into an all boys orphanage when he was about 3. Left there with soon no recollection of his life before. Instead, he was introduced to a new life where is was eat or be eaten. Quite literally when it came to eating time. He stayed there for 5 years, building bonds with many of the boys there. There was definitely people he didn’t get along with but otherwise, he had a rather good time growing up here. The conditions weren’t always the best but he had fun with his friends, his brothers. However, one day, when they were all sleeping, the house lit up. Set aflame, burning, Tempest just made it out with minor injuries but had to continuously suffer from survivor’s guilt. It was a few days after the incident that he came to realize that all his friends had died in that fire. Only a few of the boys had managed to get out. He was safe only because he’d been sneaking into the kitchen to get water for one of his friends. He was riddled with guilt and depression. He lost everyone he ever cared about, it was enough to have him go within himself.
Without anyone to take him in, it was eventually decided he’d be sent to a private, military based school. He was hesitant to get close to anyone, secluding himself from everyone for quite some time. He didn’t play very nice. He just couldn’t fit in, he was a weak and feeble kid so he didn’t keep up and was teased for having no parents. It was hard and it didn’t help that he was suffering from the loss of his home and friends. However, he didn’t fight anyone, he just snapped at them or stormed away. He got into a lot of trouble often and was given punishments due to it. Probably the only reason he bulked up a bit.
However, he completely snapped after a year of being there. All the guys knew each other, not many newbies aside from Tempest [plus his name wasn’t doing him any favours] but what finally got to him was a certain kid that really didn’t like him. The kid provoked him, making fun about the fact that he had no parents but what really caused Tempest to snap. He claimed that Temp killed his friends, that he must have killed them all that’s why no one went around him. It’s why he was sent here. Temp became enraged to the point where he lost completely control. His ability or genetic mutation came into play, after a few punches, the guy was on the ground unconscious and almost dead.
After that incident, he was just cleared [since he was only 11] but he was punished for it, no free time and all the kids stayed far away from them. No more slight bullying anymore. They were too scared and despite the display, he still did rather poorly in aptitude tests. This didn’t change until many years later when his combat abilities increased along with his other physical abilities. He was basically the top candidate by the time he turned 18. He wasn’t bulky but his speed was incredibly same with his agility and strength- especially when angered. Which happened quite often as the years passed. He didn’t get close to anyone, he remained distant and didn’t open up. He only acted uncaring and detached.
At 18, the schooling was done and Tempest had no place to go nor any job in mind. After being suggested to go into the army, he went and did just that.
He doesn’t speak much about his time in the army. After initial training etc, every mission he was put on is classified. However, he had many incidents that resulted in him getting injured. A lot of injuries were self-induced due to his ability. During missions, he sometimes went out of control- reasons only for those to know bases. However, he loosened up by this time. He gained a few friends during his time in the army. They were close, their unit becoming like a pack, a family. Just like many instances, some of his friends were killed in action or severely injured. It was mainly one incident, a mission gone wrong when someone from their side sold information about it.
He was enraged, he knew there was no way this could have gone so bad if they hadn’t known they were coming. Whoever sold out the information, they were the reason he was injured and that most of his friends had died. Again, he had lost all the people he had been close with. Thus, he hunted down the bastard and when he found the fucker, he lost complete control. He was close to killing him when he was forcibly stopped and then kicked out of the army. He was sent back after they ensured his confidentiality and he wasn’t charged for assault to the point the bastard had been crippled.

He returned to the place his military school had been located and after wandering that city for a long while. That is until he was suddenly scouted as a host but that job didn’t pan out due to his nature and general lack of social ettique. However, he was a good bartender once he got the hang of it but after an incident with a guy trying to get sexually involved with a woman who didn’t want it. He got a little pissed and threw the guy out without hesitation. He was fired of course but another place soon hired him to be a bouncer.
His ability allowed him to get the best of anyone if his training was not enough. He tended to be a silent pole until he saw someone forcing someone else to do anything they didn’t want to do. It got him easily angered, that or anyone giving him attitude had him snapping. He didn’t hesitate to toss out bastards that pissed him off.

His life continued like this. He was making a good living as a bartender and a bouncer, since he worked at multiple places since he was often fired for property damage and charges of assault from people who weren’t happy about being called out for being assholes.
Eventually, he was scouted at 27, he was recruited by Nanba prison to become a guard. He wasn’t entirely sure he would go, he didn’t want to bother with that much potential violence and criminals. He eventually agreed mainly because there was nothing tying him to that city. No friends, lovers etc.
Once he agreed, he moved to Nanba and has been a guard for 3 years. He isn’t well known outside his building. He isn’t overly impressive besides being a looker and military background. His initial personality left not much of an impression. However, those in his building were well aware of a beast he was. He has been stabbed a few times by inmates and it seemed to have no effect. He was a terrifying guy when pissed but it didn’t happen too often.
Recently, a doctor who had been looking after his wounds and testing his ability as well. His genetic makeup since his ability is curious. They made a comment about how similar it was to another inmate in the prison. The ability almost exactly the same but appearance wise- not at all.
The off handed comment got Tempest intrigued. He had given up on befriended or getting close to people. Even here, it was too painful. However, family, real family was something he never had and was tempted to see how… if it was a possibility.
He decided to at least catch a glimpse of her which he did, when she was beating someone up. It was shocking how different they looked but their ability seemed to be very similar as the doctor had said.

He got someone to do the background check and after a lot of digging [even a DNA test which was a surprise to him] it was discovered that they were in fact, biological siblings. He didn’t know how to take it so he left it alone. There was no point when she clearly had family and he had no point being in her life. He… he didn’t want to risk losing someone he could care for again. Not again.
However, he did keep some tabs on her. Just to make sure she was okay and nothing happened to her- besides being in prison. When he found that her incident report began to fluctuate, he decided to investigate.

"I’ve lost so many people. I was afraid to get close to anyone else. But maybe… I’ll take the risk once more. So please… don’t die on me."

Name:
Tokaku Azuma
Code Name:
Shadow
Rank:
Subordinate guard
Building:
11
Age:
19
Gender:
Female
Sexuality:
Heterosexual
Relationship status: single/open
Crush: tba
Appearance:

https://i.pinimg.com/originals/8b/e5/...

Personality:
Tokaku is quiet, she can be cold and ruthless with a slight attitude problem but give her any problems and you'll find yourself 6 feet under. To those she cares for she is quite warm and protective. She often has her earbuds in playing music quite loudly to block out the screams she hears during violent interogations. She appears calm but on the inside she is a nervous wreck sometimes. Although around a certain someone she's quite relaxed.


https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/a...

History:
When she was little, she lived with her grandmother and aunt where she was already practicing her skills by throwing stones to a dartboard. Her aunt tried to persuade Tokaku to leave her grandmother's house and come live in the city, although her grandmother did not agree and called Tokaku's aunt "the disgrace of the Azuma Clan".(view spoiler)[ source for that is from Tokaku's wiki info page,included it because it is my favorite part (hide spoiler)] Tokaku at the time didn't know what that meant at the time but when she and her aunt tried to leave,her aunt was killed im front of her. As she got older she practiced her skills eventually becoming a skilled assassin, this proved useful here at Nanba Prison and soon she climbed the ranks. Until recently she was always cold to others and was more focused on her work. (Rest will be revealed in rp)

https://78.media.tumblr.com/07bfe4c1c...

Other: Tokaku is melee based and well she will kill if she has to

"You have no idea what I’ve been through. Get your head out of your ass. This is reality and it’s time to face the consequences."



Ｂａｓｉｃｓ
│ Nᴀᴍᴇ │ Surya Carys Malory
│ Nᴀᴍᴇ ᴍᴇᴀɴɪɴɢ │(view spoiler)[Surya-hindu god of sun
Carys- love
Malory- bad luck (hide spoiler)]
│Aʟɪᴀsᴇs │ Punisher
│ Nɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ │ Rya [mainly just goes by Surya]



│ Aɢᴇ │ 23
│ Dᴀᴛᴇ ᴏғ Bɪʀᴛʜ │ March 30
│ Tɪᴍᴇ ᴏғ Bɪʀᴛʜ │12:42pm
│ Zᴏᴅɪᴀᴄ │ Aries



│ Bᴜɪʟᴅɪɴɢ Nᴜᴍʙᴇʀ﹕│
│ Gᴜᴀʀᴅ Rᴀɴᴋɪɴɢ ﹕│ Warden Officer




│ Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ Rᴏʟᴇ │ Ambiguous
│ Bɪʀᴛʜ Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ │ Male
│ Sᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ │ Demisexual
│ Pʀᴇsᴇɴᴛ Sᴛᴀᴛᴜs │ Single
│ Pᴀsᴛ Rᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘs │ N/A



│ Tʜᴇᴍᴇ Sᴏɴɢ: │ Legend

│ Fᴀᴍɪʟʏ │
│ Pᴀʀᴇɴᴛs │
Name Sloane Malory
Relation » Mother |◦ » ◦| Status » Deceased

Name Bryon Malory
Relation » Father |◦ » ◦| Status » Deceased

│ Sɪʙʟɪɴɢs │

Name Cessair Malory
Relation » Brother |◦ » ◦| Status » Deceased

Name Khalon Senshi
Relation » Like A Brother- Gang Leader |◦ 42 » ◦| Status » Alive




"I might have a pretty face but that doesn’t stop me from smashing in yours."



Ａｐｐｅａｒａｎｃｅ
│ Iᴍᴀɢᴇ │


│ Hᴀɪʀ │ Pinkish White Hair, Always Messy
│ Eʏᴇs │Neon Purple Eyes
│ Cᴏᴍᴘʟᴇxɪᴏɴ │ Pale [almost greyish] but flawless-with the occasional scar and wound]
│ Bᴜɪʟᴅ │
5’6”, normal build, lean but he has muscles hiding under his baggy clothes. However, his body isn’t gender specific with a frame that could be male or female.
│ Fᴀᴄᴇ Cʟᴀɪᴍ │ ~This Image~
│ Dɪsɢᴜɪsɪɴɢ ᴍᴀʀᴋɪɴɢs│
Very sharp canines, big round goggles, wearing leather gloves and thick fur decorated 258 jacket [either on properly or around his waist]. Colourful band aids and piercings on his right ear [five of them].

"I deal as much damage as I can heal. Not that they know at first."

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│ Aʟʟᴇɢɪᴀɴᴄᴇ﹕ │

│ Oᴄᴄᴜᴘᴀᴛɪᴏɴ﹕│

Discipline Committee

│ Hᴏʙʙɪᴇs﹕│

*Sports *Beating People Up [That Deserves It]

│ Aʙɪʟɪᴛɪᴇs﹕│

SweetTooth: After consuming something sweet, he has the ability to heal anything he kisses [or licks, mainly licks]. The sweets composition mixed with his saliva promotes an increase in cell regeneration as soon as it hits the affected area of skin. It seems to heal before your very eyes.

│ Cʀɪᴍᴇs﹕│

│ Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ │

Despite being an officer to the highest degree, Surya hasn’t been able to shed his punkish exterior. He is a delinquent through and through. Surya will never turn down an opportunity to fight with anyone that provokes him. He likes beating the shit out of people and rarely needs enough to conclude someone needs to be beat. Old habits truly die hard. It helps that he can easily heal the wounds he creates. Fortunately he knows when enough is enough and doesn’t take things too far.


Due to his rash and impulsive nature, it isn’t shocking that they are openly hostile to basically everyone. At first at the very least. He doesn’t sugar coat anything or hesitant for anyone once he had made his decision. He’s incredibly thick headed, stubborn and will not budge an inch unless strongly convinced otherwise. He’s is not one to ever back down or cower away. He’ll tell it to anyone straight, usually with attitude that can be described as rude and rather crude. Surya is rather merciless with his words and actions. He lays quick judgements on people but it is never without cause. Most people are forced to walk on eggshells around him or avoid dealing with him altogether. A look from the guy can make someone uncomfortable despite his rather feminine appearance. He means business and has no time for stupid ass shit that will hold him up. Especially people who think they’re better than everyone or that they’re untouchable.
It’s just hard to get close to the guy. His violent and harsh barrier keeps people at a fair distance. He’s actually quite the lively guy.


He may be impatient, moody and extremely temperamental. But if you get on his good side, he’s actually surprisingly optimistic, honest, passionate and enthusiastic. Lively and always active but he will become incredibly loyal. He is a touchy guy that becomes clingy with those he’s close to and will remain distant with those he hates. Loud and curious but finds a lot of things interesting and fascinating. He likes to learn and teach himself. Physical challenges and leadership roles are easy to him. Marching on straight ahead with or without people with him.
He’s capable of being nice, cherry with big grins with those he concludes as family and friends. A total opposite to those he dislikes which he treats coldly and cruelly. Surya is a complicated guy that is unusual, especially to place as a Warden’s officer, but he is intelligent, strong and skilled. He enjoys being around people, being close to those he can trust and likes. However, losing more people is something he is hiding from.

│ Lɪᴋᴇs │
☻ Sweets
☻ Beating Up People
☻ Family
☻ Friends
☻ Comfortable Clothes

│ Dɪsʟɪᴋᴇs │
☹ Being Angry [Despite That Way A Lot]
☹ Inactivity
☹ Delays
☹ TroubleMakers
☹ Bitter and Sour Things

│ Sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜs │
✮ Strength
✮ Speed/Agility
✮ Seeing Weaknesses
✮ Throwing Knives/Bat
✮ Ability

│ Wᴇᴀᴋɴᴇssᴇs │
☆ Temperamental
☆ Clingy
☆ Long Ranged Attacks
☆ His Ears
☆ Sweets

│ Fᴇᴀʀs │
✗ Losing Loved Ones
✗ Being Weak
✗ Sleeping Alone

"They just fucking killed him. You would have done exactly what I did. "



│ Hɪsᴛᴏʀʏ │

-parents died in some sort of accident that left his older brother to look after and raise him
- was just a kid and didn't want to let social services take him away from him so he ran with him and ended up joining a gang (for stability, home and family- protection from authority)


-he grew up with the gang, the ppl were his family and they were close to the higher ups
-didn't get educated and followed his brothers (blood related and gang leader he viewed as a brother since they were close to him and older bro to them both) around like a little puppy always trying to intimidate them and be helpful (scolded for it by his brother but often encouraged by the leader (they were in a romantic relationship (secret)))


- the older he got, he more he could participate in, including meetings and high grade trade jobs. Was a good workhorse but was mainly kept in the background. Everyone saw him as their little lively brother who was always smiling and lightening up the mood. Cute and bright

-he wanted his brothers NAMES to go up in history to being a world renowned gang leader. To achieve his goal to be famed.

-when he was 16, a rival gang had been gaining some momentum and due to that arrogant confidence, decided to pick a fight with their gang… their first act was to spray paint their territory… but their declaration of war was killing his brother, the leader's right hand man.



-the happy go lucky kid took a hit when he was told. The gang leader (who lost his lover) and him didn't grief properly. They were consumed with rage. They needed revenge on this and war is what that gang got.
-the next three years was full of hang disputes and territory wars with their gang dominating with thunder. Specifically because of the change he went through. He was still touchy and big grins but once his switch was flipped, he beat up anyone without mercy and was skilled at it. His main choice of weapon being a metal bat but know to carry throwing knives and a switchblade.
-it was around this time he discovered his ability (healing his mates… it was a weird time)


-19 they were about to completely obliterate the other gang and make history just like they wanted to… when the other gang was taken in by the police and had them running into hiding to figure out what to do next… he went back to the leader to ask the game plan… only to find him talking to a police officer, female and seemed to be making a deal to give himself up and put the gang to rest if the guys are allowed sanctum, especially him, his lovers little brother who was a brother to him. He specifically wanted him to get the chance to have a future (having no experience or education)
-he refused, pissed but the leader shot him down and they did it anyway, the female cop agreeing to the terms since the gang was only known for petty theft and smuggling goods that wasn't weapons or drugs (illegal drugs).

-he stayed coped up in their hideout refusing to leave. It's all that he'd ever known, ignoring everyone and everything until cop came and visited him. Managed to convince him to come with her to the prison she'd be working for and join his as a guard. Took a bit convincing but he ended up going with her.


-worked as a guard and eventually he was made as a warden officer in charge of prisoner discipline. Everyone that is anyone knows of him and is intensely cautious of behaving good enough not to invoke his wrath.

~A dreamer with the fever to be great was all I ever want, was all I ever wanted
A finder with the fever for the fame was all I ever want, was all I ever wanted~



(view spoiler)[I will have to properly write it out later. Apologies. But the bare bones are here (hide spoiler)]

(Anyone planned for him???)

((Nope. Interested? xD))

(Very. I'll pm you fcs of mine tomorrow)

((Glad! And sounds like a plan. Look forward to it ^^))

"I’ll show you what happens to those who look down on me."


Ｂａｓｉｃｓ
│ Nᴀᴍᴇ │ Osoreru Nigiyaka Tanoshi
│ Nᴀᴍᴇ ᴍᴇᴀɴɪɴɢ │(view spoiler)[Osoreru- feared
Nigiyaka- lively
Tanoshi- fun (hide spoiler)]
│ Nɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ │ Tano



│ Aɢᴇ │28
│ Dᴀᴛᴇ ᴏғ Bɪʀᴛʜ │ July 27th
│ Tɪᴍᴇ ᴏғ Bɪʀᴛʜ │ 1:30am
│ Zᴏᴅɪᴀᴄ │ Leo




│ Bᴜɪʟᴅɪɴɢ Nᴜᴍʙᴇʀ﹕│ Building 12
│ Gᴜᴀʀᴅ Rᴀɴᴋɪɴɢ ﹕│ Subordinate Guard




│ Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ Rᴏʟᴇ │ Masculine
│ Bɪʀᴛʜ Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ │ Male
│ Sᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ │ Bisexual
│ Pʀᴇsᴇɴᴛ Sᴛᴀᴛᴜs │ Single
│ Pᴀsᴛ Rᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘs │ Open



│ Tʜᴇᴍᴇ Sᴏɴɢ: │ Wrong

│ Fᴀᴍɪʟʏ │
│ Pᴀʀᴇɴᴛs │
Name Osoreru Okubyōmono
Relation » Mother |◦ » ◦| Status » Alive

Name Philip Richard
Relation » Father |◦ » ◦| Status » Alive

│ Sɪʙʟɪɴɢs │

Name Clinton Richard
Relation » Half- Brother |◦ » ◦| Status » Alive




"Don’t worry about me. I won’t do anything. There are more troubling people you should be concerned about."



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│ Iᴍᴀɢᴇ │


│ Hᴀɪʀ │ Spiky Black Hair
│ Eʏᴇs │Hazel Eyes
│ Cᴏᴍᴘʟᴇxɪᴏɴ │ Relatively Tanned, Some Acne Scars But Rather Flawless
│ Bᴜɪʟᴅ │
6’5”, very tall guy, built with muscle and abs. Nothing lean about this mean machine.
│ Fᴀᴄᴇ Cʟᴀɪᴍ │ Kuroo Tetsurou
│ Dɪsɢᴜɪsɪɴɢ ᴍᴀʀᴋɪɴɢs│
Mole right in front of his right ear.

"Reality is subjective and very easy to rearrange. I’d be careful if I were you."




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│ Aʟʟᴇɢɪᴀɴᴄᴇ﹕ │

Who Da Fuck Knows

│ Oᴄᴄᴜᴘᴀᴛɪᴏɴ﹕│

Guard

│ Hᴏʙʙɪᴇs﹕│

*Having Fun- Whatever The Means-

│ Aʙɪʟɪᴛɪᴇs﹕│ Currently None: He has skills in martial arts and hand to hand combat that keep the prisoners weary of him enough. He also does some magic tricks that mess with people’s minds a fuck ton.
Actually: (view spoiler)[

Reality Warping:
Emotion: he can implant emotions into people with a mere imprinted idea. It requires a specific victim and a strong emotion to be attached for a specific thing. [The effect is only active in the radius of him but only disabled by him personally].
Imagination Manipulation: he can manifest things that he controls. It can interact with other people but not other things in reality and he can do anything with it as long as he thinks it. However, it relies on his concentration so he can't do more than ten different things at once and nothing too big. This ability is also the most exhausting. He prefers not to use it but it's incredibly effective when it comes to killing people.
General Reality Manipulation: this portion of his ability is something you'd seen in Dr Strange. He can't physically damage things- but those trapped in his radius will be sucked into a distorted dimension of space that he can freely control and send them mentally spiralling if he's being nice.

(hide spoiler)]

│ Cʀɪᴍᴇs﹕│

*Assault *Dealing *Theft *Threat *Break & Enter *Murder *Bribing/Accepting Bribes *Selling Information

"Blah Blah Blah. I don’t really fucking care. You bore me."




│ Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ │

Tanoshi, despite his name suggesting, isn’t always a fun guy. He’s a hard guy to understand let alone read. Impossible, completely so, to predict. One minute you think you might know what he’ll do and next thing you know, he's doing something entirely unexpected. However, that trait can just make him as fun as his name means. Unexpected but he is impulsive and often doing things that cause entertainment for others or are in just good fun. He’s curious, likes doing things he hasn’t experienced before. He’s an incredibly smug and arrogant guy. Unaffected by others and enjoys teasing and joking with people. Even to the point of pulling pranks on people. Something he often partakes with Tence because it seems like it will be a lot of fun and he enjoys fucking with people. Seeing their faces, emotions and reactions are something that gives him motivation. Human beings can be so interesting when they aren’t so stupid. Though only proves to enforce his confidence in himself which is frankly unwavering and isn’t unjust. His arrogance comes from his intelligence, experience and superiority. He is a cunning man who isn’t afraid of cutting ties when he needs to, facing seemingly stronger opponents. He always had a plan and doesn’t not attempt underestimating anyone. His estimations are in comparison to himself thus if he views them as pathetic, they likely are completely so. Likewise, he despises being looked down upon and underestimated. He may let it go if that was his ploy from the start but it still makes him irritated that they are so easily tricked, concluding for a fact how incompetent they are. He hates being looked down on, viewed as inferior or incapable and if it wasn’t the original intention, than he will always prove them wrong. He takes special joy in proving them wrong.

However, like many people, he has another face. He can be teasing and pleasant. A man who is traditionally go with the flow type of guy. Calm and composed, very hard to mess with but enjoys joking and playing around. Being serious isn’t his forte. Casual and chill guy that most see him as.

"Hehehehehe… oh shit! I forgot- oh well. "

However, when his switch is flipped, something that is not easy to do nor happens when you think it would. One minute, the man will be casually joking around with you, next he’s scaring the shit out of you, quite literally. The visa versa can easily occur of course, he could be threatening you to the point of traumatizing and the next he’ll be joking around and laughing. Which is scarier is up to debate. Tano is untouchable, distant even when you have sex with him. No matter how close you get to him, physically or seemingly emotionally, there is always a barrier separating him from you. There seems to be no reason to be distant or any reason to suspect there is a separation but instinctively you know. He is on his own plane.

Tano’s aims and goals are quite simple and easy to understand. He wants to have fun, more importantly, he wants to be thoroughly entertained. He will do anything and everything to satisfy this desire. It drives him with whatever he does. However, what he finds entertaining is where it makes this man impossible to read. Since one thing he found entertaining once could bore him or the other way around. Ever changing and unrestrained. Nothing else is important to him and if he becomes bored. That is one needs to worry because he will always find a way to become entertained, at anyone’s expense. People are just toys, a mouse for him to bat at.

"I can help. But I want something out of this besides just being a good person. Don’t try and be cute. "

The man who seems to have an amass of emotions but he has the bare bones of them. He uses emotions to his advantage, displays them to trick people. The vast amount of them are an elaborate ploy and used to manipulate everyone around him. He is actually a rather uncaring and uninterested individual if his curiosity isn’t intrigued. He needs to be entertained otherwise, it won’t matter to him who lives or dies… correction, that never mattered to him.

Fun fact, he loves cats. No other animal, in fact he can’t stand other animals. However, he has a special love for cats. They’re prideful shits that sleep all day but they purr and it’s cute and it’s entertaining watching them occasionally. He especially likes them over humans. He just doesn’t have high expectations from humanity and views much of them as stupid. Which is true. However, one person in the prison he does enjoy is Ki-te, the guard in building 13. He’s practically a large house cat and Tano gets a kick out of annoying the guy.


Despite this little side track to his personality. He is very dangerous. It may seem difficult but it is very easy to get on his bad side. Once there, you can meet a fate worse than death. He is extremely dangerous if his intimidating statue can’t portray that enough. If you can avoid it, avoid him.

│ Lɪᴋᴇs │
☻ Cats
☻ Playing Around
☻ Being Entertained
☻ Being On Top
☻ Settling His Curiosity

│ Dɪsʟɪᴋᴇs │
☹ Being Serious
☹ Being Underestimated
☹ Most Animals and People
☹ Idiots
☹ Arrogance

│ Sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜs │
✮ Strength
✮ Speed/Agility
✮ Intelligence
✮ Intimidation
✮ Ability

│ Wᴇᴀᴋɴᴇssᴇs │
☆ Go With The Flow
☆ No Morals
☆ Temperamental
☆ Double Agent
☆

│ Fᴇᴀʀs │
✗ Boredom
✗ Dying Alone

"I’ve always lived this way."

"I will seek the fullest of my life. No matter who I need to step on."


│ Hɪsᴛᴏʀʏ │

Tano was the product of a love affair and an accidental pregnancy. His father knocked her up and to force her to keep quiet about it, paid her for her silence and to move the hell away. He basically intimidated her out of the country back to her home country, leaving her pregnant, single and back somewhere she had originally left.
Their father didn’t give them much, just enough and it dwindled over the years. So they struggled a lot. Tano was a growing boy and frankly the entire thing left his mother very bitter. Anyone would especially when she was forced to have a kid she didn’t want. However, she gave him the care a typical child needed but they were never close. Even as a child he didn’t rely on her and they were noticeable distant with each other. It helped that she was nearly always working, whether it was to avoid him and all the horrible memories he constantly forced her to recall or if it was just to forget her situation altogether. He was made aware of the situation quite early on, a simple letter informing his mother that his father will stop paying but he’d ruin her life more if she ever said anything was enough evidence for her to explain the situation. He was seven at the time.

As a naive kid wanting to see his mother smile at least once. He saw something on magic tricks and decided to try that. He was four and began practising magic tricks and when his skills were good enough he did a little show for her on one of her rare days off. He finally managed to get a smile from her but no matter what he did, it didn’t happen again so he stopped. There was no point to learn more if it didn’t achieve his objective.


He began school, specifically grade one when things lost any interest for him. School was dull and boring, he was a quick learner and much of the learning was repetitive and annoying. If that wasn’t enough to make one bored, the people enforced it. Teachers were dull with fake smiles but he knew they weren’t as the portrayed themselves. The kids he was in class with were fucking idiots and living in a world that was sunshine and lollipops and it was disgustingly boring. He was just constantly bored. At least at home he was able to do what he wanted, learn what he wanted and didn’t have to live with these restrictive shit the education system was forcing him to follow. Plus, he didn’t need to deal with other idiotic things. Nothing here amused him and he was only sticking around because his mother told him to go.
It wasn’t until he caught someone trying to steal a candy from the teacher’s desk that he thought of something to kill some time. He got amusement by blackmailing the kid into doing other things for him. Whether it was stealing other shit from classmates and framing other kids. Forcing them to cause commotions during class and getting him into a lot of various trouble. He was thoroughly entertained but eventually, it grew boring so he cut the guy off. Uncaring for the consequences that he put the guy in and began looking for the next victim or circumstance to entertain himself. A true mastermind of devious proportions from such a young age.
School continued and he only got through it all by playing with anyone or anything he thought was interesting. He didn’t need to be overly considered with schooling since he was top of the grade. However, it was rare to find someone that piqued his interest and so he began playing different sports. Whatever was available. Teamwork wasn’t his strong suit but he can pretend to get along with others and was incredibly strong at whatever he did. He had to do something to appease his boredom.

"What can you do?"

High school was a different place entirely. New feasts to fry and amusement himself with. However, after the first semester rumours about him were flying and in all honesty, most of them were a hundred percent true. The most prominent was the scandals circling about his involvement in terrorising other students and even teachers. There wasn’t much prove other than verbal conflicts with teachers during class, no proof but Tano was doing it to purely amuse himself. However, the rumours that draw more attention is actually the fact anyone that asks him out, since the guy is quite attractive, talented and smart. He doesn’t turn anyone down but he doesn’t date anyone. Pure sex relationships that has it going around that he’ll have sex with anyone.
People swarm either towards him or as far away from him as they could. His reputation drew some people to him, his bad boy image, his sportsmen abilities, sociability etc. Or they run as far away from him due to said reputation. Eventually, Tano was labelled as one of those delinquents due to the fights he began getting into due to the numerous amounts of people that grew pissed at him. For various reasons depending on how he interacted with or people they are close to. Mostly for sleeping with one pair from couples or crushes. He, unfortunately for them, seemed to have a knack for beating the shit out of people. He was a quick learner, good a reading and predicting people’s movements and even later joined combat oriented clubs and establishments. Such as boxing, wrestling, taekwondo, judo etc. It was interesting while they all lasted since he either got bored and stopped or learned all that he could without becoming singly focused on it and left.

This all got boring by the time he was 17. Sports or others weren’t interesting anymore, people were dull and he couldn’t amuse himself with any of them anymore. However, when he got ambushed by a bunch of angry punks wishing to challenge him. Tano lazily defeated them all and just after knocking them either unconscious or too injured to get back up, someone came across the scene. Tano hadn’t cared all that much since he never found getting in trouble an issue. They all started it.
However, the person who laid witness to this event was Hiroshi Osamu. A yakuza boss with a powerful [supposedly] gang with ties in a bunch of illegal activity. Tano was asked if he wished to join the clan and become an underling to this influential man. Tano decided, why the fuck not. He didn’t have anything to lose and it sounded interesting so he agreed. Tano began as an underling for his son and successor Kazuo. Tano was simply going with the flow and doing what amused him despite the fact that he viewed Kazuo as completely idiotic and incompetent. There was no question about that, he was purely selfish and a spoiled brat but it made some interesting occurrences to happen. He was quite close to the son by some time, to the point that he was trusted even to actually be invited to the main house. It was here when Tano caught glimpses of the reclusive daughter of the Osamu clan. She was aloof, docile and seemed rather innocent. She caught Tano’s attention and it wasn’t until much later that he was given the opportunity to try and make her cry. He wanted to see her break down because she always seemed so compose no matter how she was treated by her father and brother. Tano was very aware of how much her brother hated her.
So, Tano went to get her to break, however, when he tried, he learned in that instant, one subtle look from her. It was enough to make him realize that she was the most dangerous person in this entire house. Kazuo had always talked shit about her and how stupid she was which influenced Tano’s thoughts about her. However, he knew in that instant that she was not someone to be crossed and had effortlessly fooled everyone in that house. Tano was amused and highly entertained from this. He informed her that if she ever needed anything from him, he would be willing to do anything. His reasoning was simply, because it will be fun.

From then on, she used Tano selectively, clearly not trusting the man but Tano didn’t mind because whenever he was told to do something, it always had fascinating results. Years passed and he was slowly losing interest. The only one that was intriguing was Qi, being attractive and very good in bed but the politics behind what she was doing was dulling. He assisted in destroying the clans as per her orders but when the entire them began to crash and burn, he wiped his hands clean of it and got out of there when it finally descended into madness. He was 20 at this time.


Fortunately, Tano had a fallback plan. He wasn’t only involved with the clans. He had also been undergoing schooling to be part of the police system. Thus, after it all crashed and burned, he easily slid into a job as an agent. It was something Qi had suggested when he turned 18 and had officially finished school. It sounded like it would be fun and Qi made it sound highly valuable for various reasons. He was a detective for a while. For about six years. Tano was one of those corrupt cops. He wasn’t easily bribed but if the reason was interesting enough, he would go along with it. He enjoyed watching things go to shit and used it to his advantage to make himself look better to ensure his position. He also, on the side dishes out information to the Yakuza, Qi more specifically all to make sure his past with them remained secret and his position secure. He was looked up to, successful and no one was the wiser.


However, when shit happened and Qi got detained, Tano cut ties with the clan. He didn’t provide information or covered up their messes since he knew that there could be more moles and they couldn’t be trusted until Qi returned to properly fix up the mess. He avoided them for the next two years. Until he was 28 and he was transferred. It was a surprise but he was recruited by the prison to assist for a period of time for reasons unknown. However the more he learned about the place, the more he became interested. So he went, a subordinate guard for building 12 and that is where he met Qi once more. He hadn’t expected her to be there. He was pretty smug to see her in a cell but let's be honest, she owned whatever environment she found herself in. However, some discussions and using the fact he is sleeping around, he agreed to do what she asks as he had once before. He mainly agreed because he was interested to know her plans and what she plans on doing in here. Specifically, he wants to find a weakness of hers. The chances are rare but it would be interesting to see if the crimson witch had any.

(view spoiler)[He discovered his abilities at an early age but it fundamentally didn’t have much use until the period of working with the gang. Thus, the only person who knows about it is Qi which is a fact he isn’t aware of. He usually only uses it to further his amusement so hope he doesn’t need to resort to it. It mentally damages anyone he uses it on. (hide spoiler)]

"Now, get out of here. You’re boring me."

*claps frantically*

*bows*

Yum.