So, you created your character and he or she has been approved. The world is your oyster! But where to start? For those who aren’t sure, here's a quick run-down of the advice often offered new members! (It’s in no particular order)

Check out the biographies of other characters; sometimes you’ll find someone your character is likely to interact with by virtue of their job or location. Send that person a PM. For example, if you’re Atharim, go bug people who write Atharim. Etc. (well, not bug, but ask nicely  - they’re Atharim, after all). A full list of characters can be found here (but keep in mind this includes active and inactive characters, past and present).

Likewise, have a browse through current threads. Most of the time it’s fine to jump straight into these, particularly if it’s taking place in a public place. A thread that’s closed to others should state so either in its title or OOCly in the first post. If you’re not sure or want to be extra polite (or just to earn brownie points) PM the people involved. If you have an explosive entrance in mind, it’s probably best to ask first, otherwise have fun!

Jump into chat, plead the newbie, and ask for help. Usually someone will come to your rescue, or will at least offer ideas. There's a Who's Who guide here which lets you know who writes who and their usual chat handle. If you click on someone's profile, you can also easily see all attached accounts.

Too shy to barge into chat?  (I promise we’re all nice and don’t bite) Shout out for “help!” on the OOC boards, and pretty much the same thing will happen.

Took the plunge, started a thread - and no-one’s joined? It’s always possible other writers aren’t sure how to hop in, or are wondering if the thread is open to other players yet (particularly if the post ends in a way that’s ambiguous or doesn't easily give an opening for someone to write their character in). It's very unlikely you're being ignored, but you can always post something on the OOC board asking for others to join in.

Likewise, if you have an awesome idea for a plot but need other writers to get it off the ground, have a look through the current biographies and make unashamed use of the OOC board and PM system!

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Aaaaand, that's just about all I can remember/think of. Anyone else have suggestions?

Everyone's life gets hectic once in a while. If you know you're going to be away for a bit, or just haven't got the time to write at the moment, let your fellow writers know here. ^__^

(this is just for general; it's probably a good idea to also PM anybody you're in an actual thread/plot with!)

The Interview Went Well
Vulpesnet/Nolan Trace

The interview with the Ascendancy went about as well as could be expected. There were a couple tense moments, but overall I found it enlightening. If you read between the lines, we effectively have confirmation that this guy's the biggest enemy the free world's ever faced.

I'm on my way back home from Dayton, but I figured it'd be best to get this out there as soon as possible. I'm sure you were all looking forward to reading it, after all. By the way, sorry Ms. Richardson but he didn't give me any answers on how he looks so young aside from a love of swimming.

Age: 26
Country of Origin: Italy
Current Location: Moscow
Occupation: Vagabond and Petty Thief (Thievery used for survival purposes and occasionally to create some chaos)

Psychological Description:
Giovanni is quiet and reserved, but often enjoys creating chaos in situations - usually to assist with drawing attention away from himself while he is stealing. Due to his past, he is cautious (often paranoid), and slightly mentally unstable. Seeing an ouroboros often causes paranoia and triggers a twitch in his left eye.

Physical Description:
Giovanni stands at 5'11" tall and thin. He dresses in clothing that was made for functionality rather than comfort or style. He prefers darker clothing, because it helps him blend in at night. His hair is short and blonde, although the original color is brown, and blue eyes.

Powers: He is a channeler and a god reborn (Set)
Current Strength Level: 15
Potential Strength Level: 18
Channeler Experience: New

Biography:

Born October 3, 2019, in Rome, Italy

Real Name: Francesco Moretti

Giovanni's parents were members of the Atharim, and as a result he and his brothers were taught about the Atharim from a young age and were expected to join their ranks eventually. Giovanni, back then was named Francesco Moretti, was in training to become an assassin. Primarily, he learned how to stay hidden in the shadows and how to kill without being seen. He worked primarily with blades, although he did have some knowledge of firearms.

One day when he was 23, Giovanni was doing work on the roof of his parents house. He fell off the roof and unknowingly channeled for the first time. He was able to wrap himself in a shield of air, protecting himself. He was unhurt, but ten days later, he acquired the channeling sickness.

He struggled with the sickness for a few months before finally being hospitalized. When he realized what had happened, he knew the Atharim would be looking for him. Upon release from the hospital, he attempted to flee, but was met with resistance. The Atharim had sent his older brother and his nephew to retrieve him. Giovanni was backed into a corner and knew that capture would lead to his eventual death. Afraid he would be killed, Giovanni channeled, but for the first time, he was aware of his channeling. He channeled lightning that struck his brother, killing him. Stray bolts hit his nephew knocking him unconscious. Giovanni took the opportunity to flee, eventually making his way to Venice.

Giovanni knew the Atharim, and most likely his nephew, would come seeking him, so he had to blend in. What little money he had, he used to dye his hair and buy clothing that fit in with local customs. To get food and money, he used his talents of stealth to steal. He stole only little amounts, careful not to draw any attention. Eventually, he stole enough to bribe a civil worker to create a false identity. If you look in the records of Venice, Italy, you will find that on March, 10, 2019, Giovanni Cavelli was born.

With that, Giovanni started a new life. He kept his hair dyed and kept on the move most of the time. The encounter with his brother had unhinged him a bit, and as a result he often tried to create chaos to amuse himself or help with thieving. He primarily stole at night, but had also become more brave and would pickpocket during the day as he got farther away from Rome. The most prevalent part of his mental instability was paranoia that he was being followed. It would usually manifest itself if he saw an ouroboros.

As a child, it was ingrained in him that channeling was an abomination, as a result, he never tried to channel or seek anyone to train him or to remove his block (he must be afraid to channel). He just kept traveling, always worried that his vengeful nephew and the Atharim would find him.

By chance or by fate, in the year 2045, Giovanni arrived in Moscow.

Aeva was not sure that it could be called a 'good' thing, but there were some of the ragged remnants of the North-West British population who had managed to find a way of making themselves useful. In the case of Terry Hinchcliffe, it had been to find the hull of an old wooden ship near-beached at low tide after the Great Wave had claimed nearly everything along the western coastline. Nobody seemed to own the vessel and he had made something of a hobby of fixing her up, having floated it to the bottom of his back garden once the tide came in again.
It was mostly sound; it floated and only leaked a little in rough weather - not enough to make it a real risk of sinking. But the best was that rich people thought an actual wooden ship with actual canvas sails and a real anchor as tall as a person was quite charming. And they liked to hire it to hold receptions, listen to singers, make speeches and do other things that rich people could afford to do on an unusual, floating venue.
And having learned his trade mostly from books and stumbling around in shallower waters and coastal regions, Terry wasn't especially fussy about the legitimacy of any crew who cared to sign aboard. He had a few permanents who didn't really get paid, except in food and board, and others who did because they knew something about old wooden ships and taught him something new about his adopted trade.
But Aeva had learned her own skills mostly from a book and extrapolation. Sailmaking - or rather repairing - was not so far removed from the business of a seamstress, and so in return for help with his worse-for-wear canvas and some tutoring of himself and his crew, Terry overlooked the fact that Aeva's passport was a fake, that she came aboard with one small bag in which were the precious tools of her trade and that passage, her food and her accommodation were all that she asked in return for everything she was willing to do and teach.
It had been a good plan which worked like a charm, and when she arrived in Moscow, it gave her confidence that the next stage of her plan would also work.
Aeva had been denied a passport by the CCD authorities. She had actually found herself angry and wondered whether it was the activities of her late father, or her oldest brother Karl who she could blame for that. There was the possibility it was Taren, but... well - if the CCD had any idea what he was doing, then she would have been hauled in to answer questions. And if she didn't know where he was or what he was doing, then it was very unlikely that the CCD did, either. Getting a phony passport was more expensive and only a little less difficult than getting a real one!
Eventually she had left word at home that she would be taking a tour with Terry Hinchcliffe, and had decided to trust Terry himself with her destination - after all, it had technically been his decision! If Taren came out of hiding and needed her, that was the only trail she had dared leave.
Aeva also knew that her passport was never going to pass muster with the people at the border control. Illegal immigrants tried to get over the border all the time, were taken to detention and then returned to wherever it was they came from. At least that was the official line, but Aeva couldn't trust that. She was sure some did make it back home... well - she knew they did, but 'some' was not 'all'. She hoped that whoever assisted her in getting into Moscow made it back home - and wished him or her a better life there when they got back.
She was helped by a little teenage goth who reminded her of Karl when he was that age. He made such a fuss about his passport being refused, that Aeva was able to slip unnoticed into another queue, and while the guard looked across to the ruckus, wondering whether he was going to be needed to help put the problem away, she showed her fake ID, which was duly stamped and she was waved along with the rest of the crowd, anxiously looking back to see the boy being restrained and taken away. The man who had let her go was shaking his head and frowning, paying heed to the next woman in the queue.
So Aeva walked out onto the streets of Moscow, heading for the only place an illegal immigrant could go... the Underground City.
Edited by Aeva, Jul 31 2013, 09:45 AM.

I better not be the only one surprised.
Vulpesnet/Nolan Trace

As you should already know if you've been keeping track of my articles, Nikolai Brandon, dictator of the Central Custody of Dominion (now there's a proper title) is coming to the United States to attempt to woo the American people. Darth Brandon never gives up trying to turn us to the dark side, after all. None of that's new news, but what I've got to tell you now better surprise you all more than it surprised me.

When I got in to work this morning, my secretary told me that the Ascendancy, yes that Ascendancy, has requested for me to interview him at the power summit next week. Now, I'm sure you're all expecting me to disappear after entering the room, never to be seen again. Fear not, I'm... pretty sure that won't happen. But if my next article is broadcast from a gulag, don't tell me "I told you so."

I can only wonder at why Brandon would request that I of all people interview him. The most obvious reasons are to attempt to discredit me somehow, or to improve his image on Vulpesnet which I'm proud to say has a near-unanimous negative opinion of him. Or hey, maybe the continent-conquering dictator just has a sense of humor and wants to see what will happen if he's in the same room as his biggest enemy in the media. Don't worry, most likely there won't be any fist fights breaking out.

Brandon has been something of an enigma since gaining power in Russia some 20 years ago. Reporters were able to trace his origins back to America, but aside from that next to nothing is known. Assuming that the questions pass his censors, I'm hoping to get a bit more information on where he's from and how he's managed to conquer half the world. Him being from Massachusetts sure would explain a lot, at least on the policy side of things.

Of course, the censors are going to be fairly strict, as they always are with dictators. Remember the last time someone asked Kim Jong Un  about how he plans to deal with the corruption and starvation in his country? Of course you don't, because it didn't happen. Incidentally, Kim's unwillingness to field questions of that nature may have been part of the reason his people revolted. Not that anything of the sort could occur within the CCD.

Nevertheless, I'll try to get as much of the good stuff as I can. Alongside the release of the interview, I'll be publishing a list of questions that were denied by the censors. There's usually just as much to read in what's not said as in what is.

In any case, there are a lot of questions that I and by extension the American people want answered. In support of Democracy, leave a comment with a question; maybe it will make it onto the list I bring to interview the dictator.

<em>Published by Vulpesnet, 2045. U.S.A</em>

Comments are: <strong>OPEN</strong>

<small>((Comments are anonymous unless you state your character's name in the time tag: Comment: "NAME" (TIME TIMEZONE) ))</small>

((From: Scoping for Ink

Rune said goodbye to Thalia after making contact arrangements. The tattoo was going to be amazing, she thought. Thalia's style was right up her alley, and she couldn't wait to see what it was going to look like. But there was time to daydream about the image and what her mom would think of it and what the symbol meant, all of that stuff later. Right now, Rune was walking alongside someone she was willing to bet was an Atharim, and not a newly official Atharim like Rune was. She may have been born into the life, but it wasn't official until visiting an elder and going through the rites, at least that's what Uncle Seth said. But there was one thing that always bugged Rune about that. Oh well, it wasn't Rune's place to figure stuff like that out. She had a job to do.

"Let's take the metro," she suggested and pointed out a set of stairs leading underground. "Have you been on the metro here yet? It's pretty incredible actually."

The blue line was three levels down, which meant a lot of stairs. But it wasn't dingy and dank. The Moscow metro system was like walking through a museum. There were enormous pillars holding up the lofty tiled ceilings. There was marble and gilding. Yet there was something about being underground that made Rune feel confined. Like there was nowhere to run if something went wrong, but she chalked it up to being used to big skies and open road. She certainly wasn't claustrophobic, and it was hard to be homesick when you really didn't have a single place you called home. Just Uncle Seth.

She swiped a metro fare card and passed through the X-ray scanner without incident. She pistol in her bag registered, but carrying was perfectly legal in the CCD, so she was cleared without incident. She handed the card back through to Aria to use and follow. They drew a lot of annoyed looks, almost as many as there were curious looks. Seriously, between Rune's pink fuzzed scalp and Aria's swords, they must look like a couple of conventioneers.


((I kind of moded us along, I hope that's cool!))

<big>Power</big>

<big>Reborn Gods:25</big>

Nolan Trace (29/40) <small>Expert</small> - Prometheus (Greek)
Nikolai Brandon (42/42) <small>Master</small> - Hades (Greek)
Thalia Milton (9/15) <small>New</small>- Lethe (Greek) [Dreamwalker]

Michael Vellas (40/41) <small>Expert</small>  - Pallas (Greek)
Jaxen Marveet (18/37) <small>Adept</small> - Loki (Norse)
Manix Lir (40/40) <small>Expert</small> - Manannaan Mac Lir (Irish)
Nadia Sokolov (17/20) <small>New</small> - Hathor (Egyptian)
Jon Little Bird (30/40) <small>Expert</small> - Coyote (Apache Indian) [Dreamwalker]

Aeva Morgan (3/15) <small>New</small> - Merlin (Celtic)
Giovanni Cavelli (36/38) <small>Adept</small> - Set (Egyptian)
Oriena Rusayev (19/37) <small>Adept</small> - Eris (Greek)
Claire Novak (14/34) <small>Adept</small> - Atropos (Greek) [Foretelling]

Alric Xavier Rainer (17/24) <small>Adept</small> - Mars (Roman)
Spectra Lin (15/29) <small>Adept</small> - Maleficent (Fairy Tale)
Panteni Saladin (4/14) <small>Adept</small> - Lunara, God of Balance (Atlantean. Apparently.) [Dreamwalker]

Annika Mikhalka (5/14) <small>Adept</small> - Ananke (Greek)
Ayden Hayes (20/30) <small>Adept</small> - Itzapapalotl (Aztec)
Sören Lindgren (9/18) <small>Adept</small> - Odin [Dreamwalker]
(Norse)
Zoya Bocharov (5/36) <small>New</small> - Amana (South American)
Ivan Sarkozy (12/29) <small>Adept</small> - Viracocha (Incan)
Jared Vanders (20/38) <small>Expert</small> - Osiris (Egyptian)
Serena Morrigan (6/21) <small>New</small> - Morrigan (Wiccan?)
Antonia Perez (14/28) <small>New</small> - Nike (Greek)
Katchina Makawee (15/32) <small>Adept</small> - Nokomis (Algonquin)
Aurora Durante (12/26) - <small>Adept</small> - Nut
Nox Durante (19/30) - <small>Expert</small> - Ged
Sun Li (30/41) - <small>Adept</small> - Sun WuKong

<big>Channelers (Non-god): 19</big>

Joseph Sinclair (14/21) <small>Adept</small>
Tehya Alisdelisgi (20/35) <small>Adept</small>
Tony Soloyov (26/26) <small>Expert</small>
Vladimir Igorovich Perov (32/37) <small>Expert</small>
Yuri Obrechennyy (37/37) <small>Adept</small>
Katya Ivanova Chadova (0/19) <small>New</small>
Jensen James - (30/36) <small>Expert</small>
Muhammad Al-Hasan Al-Mahdi - (12/14) <small>Expert</small>
Dane Gregory - (22/22) <small>Adept</small>
Andrew Koehler - (18/27) <small>Adept</small>
Damien Oakland (25/39) <small>Expert</small>
Elias Donovan (18/38) <small>New</small>
Jay "Hollywood" Carpenter (3/27) <small>Unlearned</small>
Natalie Northbrook-Grey (4/30) <small>New</small>
Marcus Dubois (36/40) <small>Expert</small>
Pyotr Grigory (2/10) <small>New</small>
Carolyne Weber (5/31) <small>New</small>
Sebastian (12/21) <small>Adept</small>

<big>Wolfkin: 6</big>

Krasivolkya Constantine
John "Doulou" Smith
Silas Kole
Sierra Lupita
Calvin Johnson
Tenzin Dolma

<big>Furia: 1</big>

Rune Marx

<big>Sentient: 2</big>

Alessandra "Alex" Pirozzi
Aria Piccolo


<big>Standard Human:13</big>

John 'Hood' White
Drayson Mccullough
Victoria Weston
Regus Armande Nicodemus
Takeo Onada [Dreamwalker]

Seth Marx
Julie Reed
Jacques Danjou
John Carlyle [Dreamwalker]

Connor Kent
Daiyu Song [Dreamwalker]

Gwendolyn Petersen
SynJyn Quick
Beto Trujillo
Lucas Andreeff


<big>Naga: 2</big>

Sora Ryuu
Akantha

<big>Prohet: 2</big>

Noah Crow's Eye
Camila Yoselin Garcia Muñoz


<big>Loyalty</big>
<small><small>DISCLAIMER: The character descriptions that go along with the loyalties in this section are MOST LIKELY inaccurate as fuck.
</small></small>

<big>Atharim: 11</big>

John 'Hood' White - <small>Tentative asset and official badass.</small> Lawful Neutral
Aria Piccolo - <small>Furia and monster hunter. Kinda hot... and kinda crazy. EDIT: HOLY SHIT NOW SHE'S A SERIAL KILLER</small> - Chaotic Evil
Rune Marx - <small>Furia and monster hunter. Kinda crazy... and kinda hot.</small> - Chaotic Good
Tehya Alisdelisgi - <small>She's a channeler, but she's part of the Atharim. This is gonna be awkward.</small> - Lawful Neutral
Armande Nicodemus - <small>Vicar of Iscariot? Someone likes Hellsing. UPDATE: He's also a little bitch.</small> - Lawful Evil
Seth Marx - <small>When Hood is sick or otherwise off duty, he's the alternate official badass. Otherwise he does good work as the unofficial badass. Could TOTALLY kick the shit out of Reggie.</small> - Chaotic Neutral
Enzo Dolan - <small>Holy shit, man. This bio is too sad. You need to stop.</small> - Lawful Good
Aurora Durante  - <small>Her brother's named Nox, a bunch of stuff happened while I was gone and now she's dead. Can we talk about how she's fuckin' Nut reborn? What kind of goddess gets a name like that? That's hilarious!</small> - Who cares, she's dead.
Nox Durante - <small>His sister's named Aurora, a bunch of stuff happened while I was gone and now she's dead. He has feminist hair.</small> - Chaotic Good
Tenzin Dolma - <small>At least her brand of Atharim aren't as crazy as the standard.</small> - Neutral Good
Sun Li - <small>Basically Jet Li with magic.</small> - Neutral Good

<strong><big>CCD: 9</big>

Nikolai Brandon - <small>His Oppressionhood, himself. He's so DARK and so BROODING! He's basically a younger, older Edward Cullen if that makes any sense. But now that I mention it, isn't it kinda creepy how that 90 year old Edward Cullen was trying to smash, like, 17 year old Bella? Like, seriously, that's some extreme pedophilia right there. Oh, wait, fuck, this was supposed to be about Brandon. Oh well.</small> - Lawful Evil
Drayson Mcculough - <small>Chief Inspector for CDPS. If he gets in a Jaeger again it'll kill him.</small> -  Lawful Good
Victoria Weston - <small>Army Doctor. Doesn't like me for some reason. She should work on it.</small> -  Lawful  Good
Krasivolkya Constantine - <small>Chief Liaison for the Custody of State. Also can smell emotions. Doesn't like me for some reason. She should work on it, too, but she hasn't been here to write in like two years.</small> -  Lawful Neutral
Nadia Sokolov - <small>She sells oil or something.</small> -  Neutral Good
Takeo Onada - <small>Privilege of Dominance IV. Enemy of FREEDOM. Has a lot of sidekicks.</small> -  Lawful Neutral
Alric Xavier Rainer - <small>He's really pretty. Also he got kidnapped and thrown in Ascendancy's personal rape dungeon.</small> - Lawful Evil
Alessandra "Alex" Pirozzi - <small>A Sentient who was actually raised right! She might not turn into a serial killer. I... I think that's progress. And she hunts criminals! Which - on second thought - might just mean she's Dexter.</small> - Neutral Good
Ivan Sarkozy - <small>He's a cop who can channel. Part of the Domovoi program. He overcame his teenage nihilism after daddy got shot because people in his neighborhood were nice to him. He doesn't know he's working for the bad guys.</small> - Lawful Good
Marcus Dubois - <small>He's such a prick, god damn. I get it, dude, you had a shitty childhood. But be more like your brother instead of falling in love with Nikky frickin' B. Now you're his Sigma and shit, because the Custody likes to have douchey words for things like 'intern.'</small> - Lawful Evil

<big>American: 12</big>

Nolan Trace - <small>Political demagogue and future presidential candidate. Also, like, the coolest character ever. He's Prometheus now because I said so, even though Gods are usually for nerds. It works because Prometheus's whole job was telling Gods to go screw themselves. Murica.</small>  - Neutral Good
Spectra Lin - <small> Jaxen's future wife. Works for American agents on occasion but still only very slightly American leaning.</small> -  Neutral Evil
Julie Reed - <small>She's kind of a bitch. I mean that in a nice way. But seriously. Kind of a bitch. </small> - Lawful Neutral
Jon Little Bird - <small>Indian trickster god reborn. Doesn't really trick people often. Wait! He tricked somebody! Bros for life with Trace.</small> Chaotic  Good
John Carlyle - <small>Tony Stark or John Rockefeller, take your pick. He's either. And he can invade your dreams so... yeah.</small> - Lawful Neutral
Andrew Koehler - <small>He's moved up from the mean streets of 2040's Springfield, MA to become a United States SEAL. Coming soon to a middle eastern country near you!</small> - Lawful Evil
Antonia Perez - <small>Too much FUCKING hooah. Like, Christ, woman. Calm that shit way the hell down. Also, she makes Ayden look like a pussy.</small> - Lawful Neutral
Carolyne Weber - <small>Watch out boys, this lady's packing something extra. Something extra called fuckin' SAIDIN! Oh, and she's a field reporter.</small> - Neutral Good
Noah Crow's Eye - <small>He's an old Native American dude who knows WAY too much and won't stop hinting at it. Jon Little Bird has a weird hatred for the guy, even though without Noah Jon would be deader than a doornail. Seriously, Jon. Noah's a pretty cool guy. And did you fucking SEE how cool he was in Vietnam?</small> - Neutral Good
Katchina Makawee - <small>She works for this super douchey colonel who's running the CDC now. But wait, now she's working for a sociopath lawyyer to help develop channeling legislation!</small> - Neutral Good
Gwendolyn Petersen- <small>God, I hate this woman. She's a CNN host and super frickin' evil.</small> - Neutral Evil
Beto Trujillo - <small>He's a sociopath, but the benign kind. He has this weird emo disdain for religion but still harbors hope that there is a God, because he can't just man up and be a full on atheist. His dead mommy probably never loved him.</small> - True Neutral

<big>Islamic: 1</big>

Muhammad Al-Hasan Al-Mahdi - <small>Get out yer broadswords, kids, it's time for a good ol' fashioned crusade! Or... well, it WAS - but things happened. </small> - Lawful Good

<big>Legion Premiere: 3</big>

Jacques Danjou - <small>Totally nothing like Mat. He's a Frenchman who runs a highly skilled, organized army of Africans under the Foreign Legion banner. WHY DIDN'T YOU START PUNCHING DUDES BEFORE THEY CUT YOUR FUCKING HAND OFF?! CHRIST.</small> - Chaotic Good.
Jay "Hollywood" Carpenter - <small>Murica! Fuck yeah! He's a badass Marine Raider who got discharged under questionable circumstances after disobeying orders to save a little girl. Now he works for the Legion Premiere. Has a thing for cats and British women.</small> - Chaotic Good
Jared Vanders - <small>He was a Marine Raider. Somehow, when he started channeling he managed to run into the ONE sergeant who could both channel and was experienced enough to teach Jared the basics. Now he's with the Legion Premiere. <small>Note to self: Grab that fucking sergeant for Camp Hoover</small></small>

<big>Naga: 2</big>

Sora Ryuu - <small>She's a snake person. Used to be all playful and shit but now she's serious. Jaxen's future wife. Also a midget.</small> - Snake?
Akantha - <small>Look at this bitch! She thinks snakes are better than people! And she's all stuck up and high and mighty and shit about it. I hope her snake friend's dead.</small>  - Neutral Good

<big>Neutral: 34</big>

Jaxen Marveet - <small>Rich kid, thief, and internet troll.</small> -  Chaotic Neutral
Michael Vellas - <small>Titan of war. Complains about it. So goddamn COLD. Has this weird competitiveness thing going on with Nikky B.</small> -  Chaotic Good
Panteni Saladin - <small>He's just a jerk that invades peoples' dreams and gives them nightmares. What a dick!</small> -
Aeva Morgan - <small>Merlin, but a woman. Like what they did with Watson in "Elementary."</small>  Neutral Good
Joseph Sinclair - <small>A ginger with Southern charm who accidentally killed half his family. Great counterfeiter, by the way!</small> -  No clue. Maybe if he posted.
Thalia Milton - <small>Artsy shut-in. Prophetic powers. </small>  True Neutral
Manix Lir - <small>I didn't read his bio yet. Something to do with water. UPDATE! Still haven't read his bio.</small> - Neutral Good
Giovanni Cavelli - <small>Bibbidy bobbidy boobidy! But also James Bond. CHAOS!</small> - Chaotic Neutral
Oriena Rusayev - <small>Totally not a slut. CHAOS!</small> - Chaotic  Neutral
Tony Soloyov - <small>Dude who teaches Mikey V to channel. TOTALLY not a throwaway chracter. UPDATE: Actually isn't a throwaway character.</small> - Lawful Good
Claire Novak - <small>Awww... she believes in Wiccan stuff. SO CUTE![/url]</small> - True  Neutral
Vladimir Igorovich Perov - <small>He's kind of a dick and he's got a really nice restaurant in the Red Light District. WHERE HE SELLS DRUGS. Oh, now he dead.</small> - Neutral Evil
Yuri Obrechennyy - <small>He's such a dick. Like, Jesus Christ his bio made me want to punch my monitor.</small> - Chaotic Evil
Katya Ivanova Chadova - <small>Bitch crazy, she talks to computers! Bitch even crazier! Now she dead!</small> - Chaotic Good
Jensen James - <small>It was a guy!</small> - Lawful Good
John "Doulou" - <small>Did a bunch of drugs 'n shit, now he hunts monsters like a boss.</small> - Neutral Good
Silas Kole - <small>Eh, he's kind of a dick. He's like Jaxen but super violent and with the ability to talk to wolves. So, yeah, see the first sentence of this description.</small> - Uh... Neutral Evil?
Dane Gregory - <small>Holy Christ this dude is fucking scary. Like, damn. If you run into this guy, well, if you're not dead yet you should run away. Also, SOOO FAWWWWNCEEHHHHH.</small> - Chaotic Evil
Damien Oakland - <small>He accidentally killed some Senator's daughter or something with his channeling. After an almost-rape in prison he's got this whole zen thing going on. Oh, and he decided to conquer Mexico because of reasons.</small> - Chaotic Neutral
Connor Kent - <small>He's just a pretty chill older dude. Kinda like Tam.</small> - Neutral Good
Elias Donovan - <small>He totally got bullied in high school. Just look at him.</small>
Annika Mikhalka - <small>So she's a cold hearted assassin who pretends she's just a cute, innocent young lady. Why is this so attractive?</small> - Lawful Neutral
Ayden Hayes - <small>Well, now we know that the United States managed to get women in SOF-capable infantry units. And since she's an assassin now I guess it didn't work out too well. JK she's just not as cool as Toni Perez.</small> - Neutral Evil
Natalie Northbrook-Grey - <small>Allegedly participated in her father's alleged funding of American anti-CCD terrorist groups. Allegedly. So she's a good guy. Now she works for the Red Cross or something.</small> - True Neutral
Sierra Lupita - <small>Ah hah! I get it! Because lupe means wolf! Clever. Oh, right... the character. She takes pictures of nature stuff. But she's a total cheater because she can frickin' talk to nature.</small> - True Neutral
Sören Lindgren - <small>Distant, stoic, mysterious. But in male form! You get three guesses who's writing him.</small> True Neutral
Calvin Johnson - <small>He plays a guitar and something something wolves something something dreamwalking. UPDATE: Oh, wait, holy shit. He likes me. This guy's awesome, you should read all about him!</small> - Lawful Good
Zoya Bocharov - <small>She's a hippy who can heal people. Yep, that's about it.</small> - Neutral Good
Pyotr Grigory - <small>He was homeschooled by his parents because apparently becoming a waiter for rich people requires special training. Apparently the people who work at the Kremlin are dicks to him.</small> - Neutral Good
Serena Morrigan - <small>Went from being a stripper to a homeless drug addict. WHO WOULDA SEEN THAT COMING? Oh, also she's a Wiccan. Isn't it cute? Has feminist hair.</small> -
<strong>Camila Yoselin Garcia Muñoz - <small>She's a prophet and a computer scientist. Got snatched up by the Cartels for a while and then HOLY FUCKING SHIT SHE DIDN'T STOP STABBING THE GUY HOLY SHIII - </small> -
Daiyu Song - <small>Super creepy dreamwalker who calls herself Mara. She likes to write horror novels and give people nightmares for no reason.</small> - True Neutral
<strong>SynJyn Quick - <small>SteSeg Quick, also known as Spikey Vambraces Man. He commands The Rage, the flagship of the Lir family fleets.[/small</small><small>
Lucas Andreeff - <small>He went from drug addicted boy whore to tattoo artist working on an art history degree. You decide whether that's progress. UPDATE: Oh wait, he's dead now! Progress!</small> - Neutral Good
Sebastian Volodin - <small>He was a Russian gangster and douchebag extraordinaire. Connor was apparently very proud of writing him so let's just end this now.</small> - Neutral Evil


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Continued from: Baccarat Gala


Light, he couldn't believe he got away. That first night, he was pretty much ready to be shot in the back any second, but kept pounding pavement anyway. The next day, every time he thought about it, which was pretty much every waking moment, he would shake his head and laugh at his luck. But on the third day of laying low, the adrenaline finally burned itself off and the weight of questions squeezed his head. Like, what the hell was that white room? Who were the blokes in it? And how did they know he was coming?

Of course, the longer he thought about it, the firmer a grip his ignorance squeezed in his chest. He was laying low these first few days, but he wasn't idle.

Jaxen rolled off the bed to stretch. He was in a shoddy hotel room in Kitay Gorod, about a block on the other side of Moscow's Red Light district. Which meant this was the sort of place where one's privacy was respected. His room was littered with the remnants of hermit life: cans of energy drink were poorly tossed on the floor around the world's smallest trash can, a mostly empty vodka bottle swam in a bucket of melted ice, discarded boxes reeked of old take-out, and on the wall the television was flashing an infomercial. He flipped channels to one streaming all-night news but kept it muted while he made to take a shower.

Not long after midnight, he tasted fresh air. As fresh as one could find in these narrow streets. His short bike jacket covered a brand t-shirt and jeans, and kept his Wallet holstered and out of sight. Jax smirked as he zipped up the coat. He'd be rather annoyed with someone trying to slip the tech out of his possession on these dark streets. At least not without buying him a drink first.

Another door several rooms down from his opened about then and a man strolled out. They looked at one another briefly, Jaxen suspicious of the coincidental timing, but the stranger locked up behind him and went the other way. Jaxen frowned and took the opposite direction.

Two blocks over he stopped at a vending machine. He swiped a pre-loaded cash card across the dispensery's control panel then went through the mundane ritual of selecting a variety of purchases. Two small tubes eventually came tumbling down, and Jaxen pocketed one. The other, he unscrewed the cap, popped the pill, and chucked the empty container toward the nearest trash can.

He wandered back to his room after that. By way of a liquor store of course. But about twenty seconds after he shut the door, he heard another one close. By the sound of it, the door was a couple rooms down from his own. But the worse news? He forgot to get more ice.

"Screw it."
He double checked the lock behind him, unzipped the jacket and dropped back on the bed, warm bottle within arm's reach, and started flipping channels.

Name: Joseph Sinclair
Age: 2
Occupation: Professional Photographer
Origin: East Texas, United States
Current: Moscow

Personality:

Joseph is one of the few men left that retains any semblance of Southern hospitality. He is very courteous to anyone and everyone he meets, even if he has an issue with them.

He is a quiet man who is short of speech. He knows how to say what he wants in as little as possible, and he uses this ability frequently.
He is incredibly intelligent, and the move from secluded rural life into the largest urban area on the planet has allowed his intelligence to blossom far beyond what would have been possible for him.

He puts a strange amount of weight on his dreams, many of which he can account to himself weeks after the dream.

He enjoys nature. In Texas, he was the only person within several miles that had a camera, and he would walk through the fields and forests to take pictures as a getaway when he needed time alone. He came to master the art of photography in this time.


Appearance:

He has medium-length, slightly curly red hair to his ears. He is 6' 3", fit, fairly muscular, attractive enough to draw several eyes. His eyes are a chocolatey brown that go strangely well with his red hair that typically sits above lighter eyes. His face is very expressive if you can catch the emotion. He can go from bursting with laughter to void of emotion in the blink of an eye. He never wears accessories that touch his skin, as he will remove them and play with them, and typically break them.

History:

Born in a small, dying town in east Texas, Joseph was one of nine children on a farm in east Texas. With the decline in the US, many Southern families had reverted to the old ways of farming, which was particularly unfortunate for the Sinclair family, as they were all red-headed with no access to sunscreen, causing the sun to ravage their skin. His father, George, is a local from Texas, while his mother, Siobhan, hails from Ireland.

At the age of 19, Joseph began having strange dreams that very cryptically signaled for him to move east. After the repetition of these dreams, he finally confided them to his family when he was 21, and expressed his own desire to move. Unsurprisingly, his parents agreed. They were angry with the United States' refusal to annex into the CCD, and were open to the idea. After this plan was set in motion, Joseph's dreams changed. Now he was swimming blindly and endlessly for the length of the dream. He failed to interpret it.

Originally, only Joseph was going to go east, but it turned into his whole family as the crops failed. They began saving every penny they could, and eventually, when Joseph reached the age of 23 they had enough to buy passage on a ship to London and transport via train to Moscow. His father and two eldest siblings stayed home to finish the sale of their home while he, his mother, and his other siblings set sail, assured that the trio would follow after them in two months.

On the ship, the family still had to work its way east; swabbing the deck and doing other things that Joseph had thought were only tales. There ship was a small, incredibly fast trading vessel, one of the few that made the journey to the CCD.

On the sixth and last night, Joseph, the eldest traveling child, got into an arguement with his mother. She approached him as he photographed the dark ocean around him, and said she wanted to stay in London to wait for the rest of the family instead of going with the original plan to go straight to Moscow. The argument was not resolved, and Joseph stalked back to his cabin in anger, still holding his camera.

That's when it happened. He channeled the One Power for the first time. He did not know what he was doing, but a wave of Power flowed through him and the ship came apart at its seams around him in the dark. He rushed back to his mother's cabin, but all that rested inside was a pile if clothes and jewelry. The people had unraveled too, it seemed. He sank to his knees as the ship sank into the ocean. He could just see the dark shape of land, that would be London, in the distance, and he knew he would need to swim, but he could not make himself stand. Sobs wracked him as the water surrounded him and killed his camera. He was forced to begin swimming, his salty tears mixing with the salt water.

He was left alone by the marine life and reached the deserted shore quickly, where he continued to cry and grieve. He didn't understand what had happened in the slightest, it made no sense that he had survived, unless it was his fault. He vowed to not think about the event, resolving that after grieving, he would do his best to forget it.

He found a homeless shelter in the city, and watched as the reports of his sunken ship surfaced two days following the incident. The reporters were baffled as to what happened, and offered no explanation to the public. The reports claimed that no remains were found, and no record of the passengers had been saved. Joseph was too afraid of what might happen if he went to the authorities, and quietly remained in the shelter. The shelter offered a free, one-time transportation service to any CCD city of his choice, which he decided to use to travel to Moscow. His departure date was set for one week, on his birthday, of all days.

The next four days he remained in his small assigned room, incapacitated by the Sickness. He recorded the symptoms by hand, having no way to take pictures, though he held his dead camera. His block formed as he made frequent contact while holding his camera. The symptoms went away after those four days. He was one of the rarest of rare, he fended off the Sickness on the first bout, and also developed a simple block.

The next day, as he strolled through London, the Atharim attacked him for the first time. He was confronted walking back to the shelter. They backed him into an alley while he inspected his dead camera, bringing out the Power. While holding the camera, he subsequently dropped it, breaking the short-lived block he had not been aware of, and allowing him to instinctively use the Power effectively.

He incinerated the two Atharim, and ran away from the area quickly. He began to start cautiously training himself in the Power as he walked through the city the next day. He was attacked by a single Atharim that day, and after drowning him with Water, he looted the body and found a small book containing a bit of informations about the organization, which also informed him of their name and their symbol. He burned the body after pocketing the book.

The next day his train left for Moscow, where he quietly and modestly celebrated his own birthday alone. He spent most of the time remembering hs family. For the day and a half ride he practiced small things with the Power, gaining a large measure of control and strength in the process.

Upon arriving in the city, he acquired a job in a food market, where he used the strange CCD money to buy materials to make perfect counterfeit money with the Power. After making a large amount over the course of a month, he bought a camera, moved into an apartment fairly near the Kremlin, and began to launch his photography business.

Now, only two months away from from Texas, he anticipates his father and two siblings' arrival.


Edited by Joseph, Aug 7 2013, 03:07 PM.