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Alrighties. So - sorry Katie! >< - just use her format, though...
>.>
It pretty much covers anything, anyway, soooo. Yeah. x3

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<sub>{N a m e} Mode

{A g e} 16

{G e n d e r} Female

{P e r s o n a l i t y} She hates her generation and will use any exscuse to injure/kill one from so. The reasons as to why are still unclear. She's rambunctious and sarcastic. She has no courtesy for anyone but those who can beat her in a fight... Which has been exactly one person.

{A p p e a r a n c e} Pale blue eyes. Short, dull brown hair. Long and lean. Built for endurance rather than speed. She has a fetish with ear piercings and so, naturally, often shows up with another. So far, she's gotten her whole left ear pierced up the side and working on her right. As for the earrings, they're usually just a silver hoop or a silver stud.

{A t t i r e} Tight clothing that allows her to move freely; short shorts, (no she's not a slut xP), and a tight, three-quartered sleeved shirt. Round-toed black boots that rise just below her knees. In each boot is an ankle holster for a 9mm. And she has a spine sheath containing a dagger... Quite skilled with all three weapons.

{H i s t o r y} She's lived on the streets pretty much her whole life. As to how she'd gotten so good of a fighter is beyond anyone, let alone where she gets her weapons.

{S p e c i a l s} Nothing special... She can just fight like all getout. ((-is thinking about having a run-in with Fly- xDD Fly: Oh! Oh! Pick me, pick me! Olivia: -_-; ))</sub> [/color]

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<sub>{N a m e} Sevron

{A g e} 24

{G e n d e r} Male

{P e r s o n a l i t y} Feels no guilt whatsoever for any action... Every time he's asked why, the answer is different. In truth, he himself hasn't the slightest idea. A bit sadistic. Quiet. Not exactly what you'd call friendly. Apathetic, though this one's just for show. Always on his toes.

{A p p e a r a n c e} Short black hair; always looking as if he'd just rolled out of bed. Pale complexion.

{A t t i r e} Dark colors at all times; never knows when he's going to get another job. Mostly looser clothes - makes for hiding weapons easier. Ususally has at least three to four different weapons on his person at all times. None visible.

{H i s t o r y} Took up the position of a hitman out of boredom, hoping for some thrills. However, he gets no sense of ecstacy as he'd hoped for he lacks an idea of right and wrong. He keeps the job, though, because it pays well, likes working as an unknown figure and filled with unexpected twists and turns...

{S p e c i a l s} Literally born without a conscious. Ironically, he can't fight incredibly well, but what makes him so good at his job is the fact that he's cunning and can think on the spot.</sub>

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<sub>N a m e// Kione

A g e// 22

G e n d e r// Female

P e r s o n a l i t y// Outgoing. Totally unselfconscious. Finds amusement in even the most grave of situations. Caring. Semi-responsible. Although, she makes it a point to /not/ get attached to any one person... It's not that she doesnt' trust or has had a bad experince, it's just that she doesn't like the kids of today's world.

A p p e a r a n c e// Short black hair that ends in wisps around her forehead and kinda spikes up with longer locks in front of her ears. Large, lustrous green eyes. Pale skin. Curvy contour. (Sorta annoys her since she loves to dress in drag often.) Several piercings in her left ear and one in her right.

A t t i r e// Mostly men's clothing. Especially the elegant attire. She specializes in pin-stripe suits and stuff along the lines of. She likes what we would consider Renaissance and Victorian dresses.

H i s t o r y// Nothing really noteworthy. She took over the resturant of her father's whcih turns into a bar by night.

S p e c i a l s// Damn... She turned out too much like Ito. Just realized that.
Ah well.

Anyway, she's under the category of the average citizen, though she'd love nothing more than to get out and thinks that she may have found her ticket that she's willing to take at all costs...</sub>

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((Roar. Against all of my beliefs, I am going to make a decent anthro... 'Cause I just drew her and she's pretty kick-ass. x33 ))

Called// Rail

Has been breathing - though not always on her own - for such years// 9teen

Is the sex of// Female

Is waaay like// Quiet. Thoughtful. Annoyed easily. Attentive. Can get twitchy when a certain scent reaches her nose... Particularly one that smells of antibiotics, medicine, and chemicals. She's sorta hard to get through to since she's so cynical... Especially with the CameraEyes. (Yes, she knows of them...) Somehow, is able to avoid them, though not through natural DNA mutation.

Looks totally// Modern-day Timberwolf anthro. Yay. Silver eyes. Were originally gold. Patch of bangs over her left eye. The rest of her hair hangs just past her shoulders. Tag in her lef ear; two industrial bars in her right.

Can be spotted in// Long-sleeved jackets with the sleeves always rolled up. Long pants with a too-big belt that hangs around the waist.

Has lived out these events// A result of a governmental experiment. Escaped and got as far away as she possibly could. Lost her sight on the way. (Appearently, they'd been restoring her bit by bit... She came out alllll wrong and began to make her function as a normal being. They were working on her sight when she left. What other functions she's missing is completely unknown... Just hafta wait and get there.)

Other loose ends// Completely blind, yet can maneuver just as well as one with 20/20 vision.

Fears needles. (Can pick up on the scent of the content usually.)

Loves graffiti... But. Not traditional.
Actually performs street art quite often.
Ironic, no?
And she's not half-bad.

**Picture: img.photobucket.com/albums/v653/koko-chan/rail.jpg
-Sorry for the crappy coloring. D:

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<sub>Legally Known As;; Kiah

Has been leading a life for;; 24. Long. Years.

The human is;; Male

Personality summarized in four words;; Cruel. Unobtainable. Intelligent. Egotistical. {And he knows it.}

Take a look at;; Dark, brown hair; longer bangs, short, short hair. Never gels/straightens/blow dries, though. No patience for that. Hazel eyes with green outer rim. Stands at around 5'11"; slim.

Catch a glance of him in;; Anything fashionable minus the gay twiiiist.

Has led an oh so fantastic life;; Born and raised in the same house. Expected to lead the rest of his life as his parents who have done nothing. Not. For. Him.

What's left?;; Yeah. So, think stuck-up. This kid's way awesome, though... Sorta. He's got his wits about him, and at least he has a reason to be arrogant.

If he doesn't like you, you'll know.
Turned down each and every girl who has asked him for a date.
Best friend=Zeke
[who is, in fact, a feeeemale.]
He finds her incredibly adorable.

And, no. He's not gay. He doesn't even have gay tendencies.
He's yet to find anything even the slightest bit attractive, though.

And, if you mess with Zeke, prepare for a little bit of shit.
I mean, he won't like... Hunt you down and totally kill you, but he won't exactly be kind to you.
Not to mention he then hasta devote himself solely to recovering poor Zeke for sometimes days at a time... Depends on what one has done to her.
Not that he minds, but he does have a job to tend to... It's their only income, after all.</sub>

[Lily of the Night]

Awesome.


..

Aaaaaaaaaaawesome.


Damn, I'm compelled to make more charries. Livi, you're really testing my limits here.

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xDD

Don't worry about it.
Half of these are the result of utter boredom in Canadian History.
xD
I'll prolly wind up not even using half. lol
Sorta like the Everyday role play's turn out... x3

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<sub>The name that owns me-x- Zeke
The age I wanna kill at -x- 18
Have no life as a -x- female
Think of me as -x- Insecure. Loyal. On the run. Naive. Intelligent. Lost. Forgiving. Trustworthy. Anything you want me to be.
Catch me if you can -x- Gray eyes. Lots of metal; eleven piercings on her left ear/eight on her right/silver ring over left eye. Dark hair; short, short, shooooort. &&Single streak of bronze on right side. Stands at 5'9"; skinny etc. Star cluster of three tattooed on her left hip.
I only wear -x- What the parents /won't/ buy. Mostly the fashions of the cult, but she doesn't really know of them.
Life hasn't exactly been a walk in the park -x- Literally auctioned off at a government meeting of sorts at age 7. Her IQ was tested and she was found to be unusually smart. Some kids who are found to be unusally skillful are often taken from their house for a small fee and offered up to another politician. If the famiy does not accord, they risk life in jail at most. The kids usually help succeed their parents making the family name look verrrry nice. Anyway, she lived a preppy life for 8 years in which time she tried to escape often, but was always hunted down, found and punished. At age 15, she met Kiah who had randomly taken an intrest in her well being. Still avoids all government officials at all costs since her adopted father was well known. Has followed Kiah around like a lost puppy since.
Though last, but certainly not forgotten -x- Curious as to who her parents are. Constantly needs comforting which Kiah easily provides. Kiah's guilty of taking advantage of her, but she knows and pays it no heed. (Not... sexually. ¬¬ )

You hafta understand their relationship, though; they simple adore each other.
Zeke worships him and Kiah finds her incredibly helpful and downright cute. Though, why he took a sudden liking to her is unknown.
But, their relationship is something like brother x sister.

However, he tries reeeeeeally hard not to take advantage, but it's just in his nature... He literally can't help it.
But, it's the thought that counts and she can appreciate that.</sub>

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((I'll start posting Zeke and Kiah's story soooon. But. Not now. Now I'm reeeeally tired. x.x So... tomorrow. Hopefully.))

[Lily of the Night]

Charries to make:

Alice
Jade
=3

-list growing-

[Mokokos]

Hello... Just getting started into this, sorry if I screw something up

I'm probably only going to using one character for now, depends on how into it I get... We'll see

BTW, yoinked your layout Retro, though I did add another section that I thought was pretty important for my guy. Sowwy

{N a m e} Renato

{A g e} 27

{G e n d e r} Male

{P e r s o n a l i t y} He is a very smooth talker, and often gets away with things most normal people couldn’t. He carries himself with an air verging on arrogance, but much more commanding; the kind of person you turn to in a crisis. Hates people who are too cowardly to face their fears and confront their enemies.

{L i n e O f B u s i n e s s} A carrier of goods, usually illegal ones. Occasionally, he will take a job from the government, but tries to avoid them because they tend to cause trouble, even though they pay him extra to keep his mouth shut.

{A p p e a r a n c e} 6’1 with a dark complexion, soft features, and a medium build; Women dream about him. Only concerned about his looks because people have a tendency to give someone they find handsome more leniency (even men, though he isn’t gay).

{A t t i r e} Always very formal, with a suit, tie, dress shoes… the works. Dress for same reason as above. Occasionally carries a 9mm pistol for safety in the more dangerous parts of the city, but generally relies on his words to keep him out of a tight situation. Practices with his pistol, but enough to make him special.

{H i s t o r y} Lived with his adopted father. He never knew his mother. During his adolescent and teenage years, he was home schooled by his father in topics his father deemed useful, such as Calligraphy, language, and a bit of medicine (Renato was never really interested in medicine, which his father picked up fairly quickly). Renato was also taught the ability to control most of his facial expressions, a skill that few possessed. This also allowed him to interpret people’s feelings by reading their facial expressions, another useful skill in the art of diplomacy.

{S p e c i a l s} Not all that spectacular in combat, but he knows how to wield a weapon. Very slippery and fluid in movement, though not very strong. He is more likely to incapacitate an enemy than to actually kill them.

[Mokokos]

Yay, another guy!

{N a m e} Ysondre

{A g e} Unknown

{G e n d e r} Male

{P e r s o n a l i t y} Doesn’t talk to anyone except his boss. Perfectly serene. Feels no emotion. Once he takes on a job, he always gets it done, even if he dies for the success of his plan. (In all honesty, his personality is basically non-existent. He’s basically just told exactly what to do and he does it.)

{L i n e O f B u s i n e s s} Assassin, working for the government.

{A p p e a r a n c e} Unknown.

{A t t i r e} Skin-tight, one-piece, black suit made from a malleable fabric of unknown origin. Also carries weapons (see specials)

{H i s t o r y} Was created by the government to be the perfect assassin. He was raised for most of his life in isolation, learning how to use anything and everything as a weapon. He learned about the government and how it was perfect in every way. He learned about the art of becoming invisible at will. He was taught tactics, and trained to think on his feet without hesitation. After his training, he was taken into the city where he proved to be incredibly useful at eliminating enemies of the government without leaving any evidence. He now takes orders from only the top of the government.

{S p e c i a l s} At all times, carries: 2 combat knives, a 9mm pistol with a silencer, a 4 foot-long katana, shurukins, tripwire, Night-, heat- and motion-sensory goggles, and many other devices and doodads. Also has a store of every conceivable weapon you can think of, and then some, in a garage of unknown location, even to his master. His suit also has many useful functions. His gloves and boots can be activated to reveal microscopic spikes, useful for climbing smooth, vertical cliff faces. His whole suit maintains internal temperature, regardless of outside temperature, though it will begin to melt at about 1000ºF.

[Mokokos]

Girl, pretty amazing, but not too overpowered. Kind of made to counter my NINJA (HIYA) as soon as I figure out a way for them to meet.

{N a m e} Trace

{A g e} 9

{G e n d e r} Female

{P e r s o n a l i t y} Depressed. Hates her life because she is always being used. Likes to have fun when no one is watching. Never punished for her “fun” because she is too valuable. Slightly sadistic. Likes to set gears in motion and watch them snowball out of proportion.

{L i n e O f B u s i n e s s} “Influencer” Has the power of suggestion; can make people do things they wouldn’t normally do by looking into their eyes and telling them what to do. Can also influence someone nonverbally for a short period of time when they are weak or are not thinking straight.

{A p p e a r a n c e } Skinny and short, though just beginning to grow. Average looks, not too pretty, not too ugly. Has no weapons, mainly because she looks very innocent and inconspicuous.

{A t t i r e} Wears normal-looking clothes to blend into crowds.

{H i s t o r y} Was discovered at a very young age to have strange powers when she became capable of demanding milk when her mother didn’t want to give it. Was brought up by her mother in secrecy until the age of 8. The government found out about her special abilities, so they killed Trace’s mother and took Trace. Because she was such a special case, she was given to the “Orange” department, a place for people with special abilities who were to be used by the government later in their life. She has been schooled and fed by them since. They don’t use her very much yet because they are waiting for her powers to reach their full potential.

{S p e c i a l s} Power of suggestion. What else is there to say?