Re: Profile Layout and Profiles

Re: Profile Layout and Profiles · **Not Manchee** Sun Nov 17, 2013 1:02 pm

Dossier

Username: Not Manchee

Name: Ivy (she can't remember and no one really knows her real name anymore)

Codename: Armageddon

Age: 23

Gender: Female

Height: Short

Sexuality: Pansexual

Relationship Status: Dating Pugsy

Notable Crimes: Murder, assault, plutonium smuggling, bioterrorism, nuclear warfare.

Faction: Vulture Team

Assignment in Faction: LT of Vulture Team's R&D Division

Fighting Style: Ivy uses ultra-corrosive and concentrated acid to attack her opponents, along with any explosives she manages to concoct on the spot. Her body is also largely cybernetic, and though she no longer has the nuclear power in her body, her cybernetics still make her stronger and more resistant than most.

Psychological Analysis: Ivy is both schizophrenic and bipolar, but her loyalty to people she cares for is something that has stuck through both mental disorders as well as the amnesia. She cannot remember most things that happened to her before the Armageddon incident, though her extravagant personality and random outbursts of violence have returned to regular frequency, along with the occasional flashback that is triggered by certain sounds and situations.

Theme Music: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pVlO9DXzTH0

Threat Level: S

Interview
In this interview, your character has been forcibly brought in from No Man's Land (if they have been in No Man's Land prior to this RP) or from the outside world (If they are new inmates) to Paladin HQ for an interview. Much to their surprise they find that they are being interviewed by Charles Paladin, the very owner of the prison (Or in some cases his personal assistant). It is a dark room, with only a single damp light in the middle. There are two wooden chairs, a wooden table between them. Charles sits upon the chair on the opposite side of the room. He is holding your characters dosier.

(Ivy is kicked into the room, a pair of special handcuffs on her to keep her restrained)

Charles: Sit down, make yourself comfortable. (Charles has a notepad on the table, he starts writing something on it)

Ivy: (struggling with the handcuffs, blows a raspberry at guards that kicked her in) I'm on to you, Gumby! Your evil handcuff device is no match for me! (glares at Charles) I DO WHAT I WANT!

Charles: You would be Ms. Wissenchaft, correct? (Charles narrows his eyes at Ivy)

Ivy: (she looks confused) Lolwut? Wissen- (pupils dilate and she feels an uncomfortable pricking in the back of her mind) Shut up, I don't like you. WHORE OF GUMBY! (Ivy shakes her head violently, trying to shake the uncomfortable feeling as she yells and points at Charles with both handcuffed hands)

Charles: You go by the name Ivy now...? Correct?

Ivy: (calming down and looking around the room) How do you feel about explosions? What about flaming bunnies?

Charles: (Charles narrows his eyes at Ivy) Right, you caused a lot of trouble in my city. Do you remember why you were sent to this institution Ivy...?

Ivy: YOUR city? Who do you think you are? Gumby? HA! Silly man... (shakes her head) I don't know what you're talking about, I've been here as long as I remember...

Charles: That's right, MY city. You hail from Russia, you blown up labs, murdered, smuggled plutonium... do you remember any of this?

Ivy: (feels that pricking again, she tries to scratch her head but the handcuffs make it difficult) ...I have the right to remain silent! I think! But I'm from Russia?? WAIT don't answer that! I'm not talking to you. Or am I? Yeah, I sorta am... Smuggling plutonium actually explains a lot, though... Not that I care. FUCK THE POLICE. (she obviously doesn't remember)

Charles: You are a bioterrorist Ivy! Possibly one of my city's most dangerous occupants! Why did you do all of that?

Ivy: (holds her head for a second as if in pain, but quickly looks back up defiantly) STOP CALLING IT YOUR CITY! (Ivy slams both fists on the table) I don't know who you are... If I had to guess I'd say creepy ice cream man, but just leave me alone! Plants are cool! And acid is also cool! (grins maliciously) A while ago I could have blown you up in the blink of an eye, you know that? I was pretty badass...

Charles: Ah yes, you once went by Armageddon. You nearly destroyed the world... I would say it was quite a show but honestly in this city it was Tuesday. How much of that do you remember Ivy?

Ivy: (confused again) Destroyed the-? What are you saying? I just blew up bad guys! I mean... (holds head) Chelsea said I hurt people... No! I COULD hurt people but I only got the bad guys! And all those walls... I actually regret that, no one seems to care about those walls...They were so nice too! All standing and holding up buildings and stuff...

Charles: You nearly killed Vulture Team, you were under the control of The Inquisitor.

Ivy: (eyes widen) LALALALA I CAN'T HEAR YOU I'M JUST GONNA WATCH RERUNS OF ADVENTURE TIME IN MY HEAD NOW CAUSE I CAN'T HEAR WHAT YOU'RE SAYING LALALALALALA ADVENTURE TIME, C'MON GRAB YOUR FRIENDS~

Charles: (Sighs) This is pointless... Ivy, what do you think of plants?

Ivy: (sings for a while longer, but stops when plants are mentioned) Oh plants~! They're just fantabulicious and great and I love them and Pugsy's pompadour is almost as awesome as they are but just almost cause nothing is as cool as they are, y'know? So hey, you know what sorta sucks? YOUR FACE. Just kidding, I didn't mean that. (whispers to self) YES I DID.

Charles: Where did you obsession with plants first begin Ivy...?

Ivy: (rolls her eyes and groans) Oh my Chee give it a rest, Dr Phil! They're just really (cringes as pricking resurfaces) AWESOME-! And they match my hair, so we complement each other.

Charles: You're clearly insane.... Tch... how could someone as intelligent as you be so mad!?

Ivy: (grins again, a crazy light in her eyes) What EVER do you mean, clueless-flavored motherfucker? (tilts head to one side and grins wider) 'We're ALL mad here~!'

Charles: (Narrows his eyes) Do not put me in with the lot of you... I am what stands between society and monsters like you!

Ivy: (continues quote) 'I'm mad. You're mad. You must be, otherwise you wouldn't have come here.' (Ivy cackles manically) Gotta love magic mushrooms! Don't get all high and mighty Mr Man, anyone who deals with us finds themselves looking a LOT like us! Not that I would know, cause I'm crazy. (winks at Charles) ALMONDS!

Charles: You disgust me... (Charles begins to rub his temples, looking tired)

Ivy: (leans back on chair, looking pleased with herself) You know what disgusts ME? Rubber chickens. And bobbleheads! Ugh...

Charles: (Charles sighs) I make billions of dollars a year and the money still isn't worth it... (The man sighs again before glaring at Ivy) Why are you with Vulture Team?

Ivy: Oh that's easy! Cause they have a cool-ass name and Pugsy and Ry-Ry are there even though everyone's kinda messed up now, but it's okay because they let me blow things up and it's fun.

Charles: Could you tell me about Mr. Mercy and Marcone...?

Ivy: (smiles pleasantly) Oh yeah, Ry-Ry's so nice and I remembered him that one time, and he has the coolest goatee and he's gonna make things better forever and ever! Oh and Marcone...? Is that the one lady with the suit? (confusing Marcone with Falcone) She's pretty.

Charles: No... Marcone is the one with the horrible sense of hair fashion...

Ivy: Pfffffff... Hair... Oh wait. Are you saying...? PUGSY HAS ANOTHER NAME?! (Ivy looks completely shocked by this revelation) WOAHHHHHHH! (she's suddenly calm again after this) Oh Pugsy's pretty cool too! I blew up all of his hair gel but I think he got some more cause he wouldn't be able to live without spreading some on his bread, cause that's obviously what he does with it, you know? He lets me hug him cause he knows that I'm totally hug-proof, and he showed me Dumbo and it was totally fun but super sad at the same time.

Charles: I see... (Charles writes something down on his notepad) You currently work at the R&D Division for Vulture Team... could you tell me about your work?

Ivy: (tries to peek at what Charles is writing...she fails) Yeahhh I do, it's pretty cool. I get to mix a bunch of stuff and make wea- WAIT I'm not supposed to talk about this... But hey, if you promise not to tell anyone... I...created a whole new weapon... OF DELICIOUSNESS. It's orange soda, but with a pH that's way lower so it's like sulfuric acid! It's really yummy... Oh I also do science and stuff.

Charles: (Charles sighs) You're insane... and dangerous... you've been assigned threat level S... this city already has enough of a reputation for dangerous nuclear weapons... I don't need you here.

Ivy: (she has been following a fly that flew around the room, but now looked back at Charles) Wut? Oh DANGER? Yes I'm positively ferocious! But wait- You don't need...? What are this?!

Charles: (Charles looks to the guards) Get her out of this room, this interview is done.

Ivy: (attempts to bite guards) YOU'L NEVER TAKE ME ALIVE! I had just found a comfortable position! Now my leg is asleep, you can't expect me to walk! I DEMAND AN ATTORNEY!

Charles: Make sure she doesn't walk back in after you get her out! (The guards grab Ivy and drag her out of the room)

END INTERVIEW

Gabriel Winters · Skylark-13 Mon Nov 18, 2013 12:34 am

Dossier

Username: Skylark-13

Name: Gabriel Winters

Codename: Incendium

Age: 23

Gender: Male

Height: 5’9”

Sexuality: Bisexual

Relationship Status: Taken- Dating Bravery Valentine

Notable Crimes: Notable Crimes: Stole from pretty much anybody he ran into, vandalized private property, accused of raping an ex-girlfriend, started a fire in a full theater and was promptly accused of murder after at least a dozen people burned to death including his ex, and indecent exposure.

Faction: Vulture Team

Assignment in Faction: Lieutenant of the Scouting Division

Fighting Style: Gabriel used to be a horrible fighter, coming out of most fights with more skin bruised than unharmed, and most times there was probably even a broken bone or two. Yet he’s been training since he entered No Man’s Land, and has become quite a skilled fighter. He primarily uses hand-to-hand along with knives, though he can use guns as well. One of his newest weapons, so to speak, is a set of 3D Gear that Bravery requested be made for him. He’s been training with that as well, and has become quite proficient at using it- nowhere near as good as Bravery is, but pretty good nonetheless.

Psychological Analysis: Gabriel actually seems to be quite sane- the most that could be said is that he is a kleptomaniac, yet this trait seems to have faded with his time in the prison, perhaps as a sort of survival instinct. Steal from most of the inmates here, and you may lose your life when they want it back. The only additional thing that’s really noticeable is that Gabriel seems very protective of Bravery- even to the point of sacrificing himself so that the other will be safe. This seems to stem a bit from his past, which he still doesn’t care to talk about, yet still is very clingy and possessive to those he loves.

Theme Music: TBA

Threat Level: B

Interview

(Gabriel is brought into the room, handcuffed. Across the room Charles sat, waiting for him.)

Charles: Sit down, make yourself comfortable.

Gabriel: ... This looks... great. *Looks around the room curiously before narrowing his eyes at Charles* ... This isn't a trap, is it? *Walks over to the second chair regardless, taking his seat cautiously*

Charles: A trap...? Please, do not think of me so lowly as- actually nevermind, that would be lying. This is not a trap. Please introduce yourself Mr...?

Gabriel: … Exactly. I… suppose I’ll trust you though. You would have been able to kill me quite easily if you wanted to anyways. The name’s Gabriel Winters.

Charles: Alright then Mr. Winters... could you explain your current occupation to me...?

Gabriel: … ‘Mr. Winters’? … Please. *Rolls his eyes* I know you’re just trying to figure out what the hell’s going on. You’ve been talking to other people too, haven’t you? But… faster I answer, faster I can get out of here… I’m a lieutenant of the scouting division for Vulture Team. That good, or do you need more specifics? *Sighs heavily*

Charles: No.. that will be all on that. Why were you sent to this facility? What were your crimes...?

Gabriel: … Innsmouth knew that. It’s on those god damned papers right in front of you. Don’t even try and make me talk about those again, not to you… I won’t. Bastard. *Glares, shifting in his seat and rattling the chain on his handcuffs some*

Charles: Answer my question Mr Winters…

Gabriel: Fuck. You.

Charles: Act like an adult in this room Mr. Winters. You have been asked what your crimes are, you should answer. Respect your elders.

Gabriel: … You’ve given me no reason to respect you. Elder or not. But fine… I burned some shit, and I killed people. Is it that hard to read the damn paper?

Charles: I rather I hear it in your own words... now... you currently work with Vulture Team...?

Gabriel: Whatever… *Sighs, trying to shift into a more comfortable position before giving up* … Yeah…?

Charles: What made you join Vulture Team...?

Gabriel: … *Pauses, actually thinking about that* … I… don’t really know. I mean… Shortly after I was tossed into No Man’s Land I ran into Bravery, and… well… I kind of just… joined him. It was sometime after a big battle… I guess I just wanted somewhere safe at first, but now I want to know I’m helping at least a little to keep these idiots inside the walls…

Charles: Him...?

Gabriel: … Bravery. I mean… at the time I didn’t know Vulture Team existed. I just went with the person who seemed safest, who could provide some sort of asylum. Later, I learned what was really going on, but by that time… I already had become friends with some of the people on the team, and I just stuck around.

Charles: (Charles twitches an eyebrow when Bravery is mention, that was about the third time today) Him again...? Are you...-?

Gabriel: … I really don’t understand what you’re getting at. You said ‘him’ like it was a question, what else were you asking? For someone who’s trying to question me you sure don’t phrase things very well.

Charles: Nevermind... next subject. What are your thoughts on the other officers in Vulture Team?

Gabriel: … Confusing bastard… Hmph. *Sighs yet again, glaring at him a moment before speaking* Where do I start…? … I guess I can go with Ryder… and I mean… I’m surprised he’s still going so well after all he’s been through… I know I wouldn’t have been able to go on and lead like he has if the same happened to me.

Charles: The Boss disappeared not too long ago, presumed dead. What do you think about Ryder running Vulture Team?

Gabriel: I think he does a pretty decent job, I mean… He’s one of the better fitted for the job. A lot of the other, older officers just wouldn’t be suited for an overall leading position. It’s hard enough as it is with the memory of Jo hanging over everyone… he’s got some people who are annoyed, I don’t doubt that, but I support him.

Charles: Since he's taken control Vulture Team has grown, becoming the dominant power in No Man's Land. Do you believe that is good...?

Gabriel: … We own this city now. I feel like us being in control is a good thing, yeah. Half the people here are insane, and they need to be kept inside the walls. We do that- how can it not be good?

Charles: Perhaps I am agreement on that. Regardless you are all still criminals, perhaps the lesser evil but in the end you will always be prisoners of this city. To be honest, Paladin did not think much of you until recently. And then you happened to kill someone very important... would you perhaps know who I speak of?

Gabriel: … You’re not big on repenting for your sins now, are you? Half of us in Vulture are trying to make up for the bad we did… or are trying to just improve life in general… Oh well. *Pauses, staring at Charles a moment before scowling* You mean that bastard that tried to kill Bravery, right? What about him?

Charles: The Blade of Black Dragon. He was perhaps -The- greatest enforcer for The Mistress, and you killed him. That is impressive, and I hope you realize that because of that, you made a name for yourself. People who make names for themselves are targeted here. My point is, you killed Black Dragon's most useful pawn, something that even PALADIN could not predict.

Gabriel: … Is that who he was? … Huh. Interesting… *Falls silent as he listens, then slowly tenses* … Is that a threat, /sir/? I was defending someone I care for, is there really something so wrong with that? Or is it because yet again, people underestimated me? I’m sick of people thinking I’m so weak…!

Charles: Perhaps weaks is not the right word... however... when your allies happen to be an Ex-Special Ops agent, a mutated behemoth, a superhero, and a knight clad in power armor... perhaps there is a chance people underestimate you…

Gabriel: … Fuck you too, you goddamn pencil pusher. *Glares at him before looking away grumpily, shifting in his seat in annoyance*

Charles: (Charles raised an eyebrow to Gabriel) Pencil pusher...? Hmph... (Charles looks rather grumpy now) So no you used this 3D... what now? It is used by Bravery too, I know this…

Gabriel: *Smirks a little despite his annoyance, enjoying the thought of annoying Charles* … 3D Gear. Bravery had the original for some time, made by Emilia, and he used it pretty well- then, I don’t really know why, but he asked her to make me a set too… it’s pretty useful, actually. More useful than you are, for sure.

Charles: (The man raises his eyebrow, lifts his chin up, and frowns to the man) You are quite the nasty little kid…

Gabriel: And I’m sick of your shit, old man. What else do you need to ask anyways before I can get out of here?

Charles: You may leave now, I can see that there is no more information I could possibly acquire from such a vagabond…

Gabriel: … Aw, but it was just starting to get fun… *Smirks a little* What, can’t handle the insults? I never said I wouldn’t answer your questions… Maybe I don’t want to leave quite yet.

Charles: (Narrows his eyes at Gabriel) You have already proven that your manners are far from that of the civilized man. Why would I care for your answers now?

Gabriel: … Pff. You said it yourself- we’re nothing but prisoners here, and we always will be. If that’s the case, why should I act any differently? You claim we are one thing yet expect another. Talk about double standards.

Charles: Mind your tongue boy…

Gabriel: Or what? You’ve already locked me in this fucking purgatory, what else can you possibly do to me to make my life any worse?

Charles: Plenty really, it would not take much to ruin the lives of those you care for…

Gabriel: … *Stands abruptly, sending the chair scooting back a few inches from the force of his movement* You so much as touch a single hair on their heads and I will see to it that your days are numbered, you fucking bastard. No mental damage shit either, you hear?!
Charles: You may leave now Gabriel…

Gabriel: … May leave, hmph… right… whatever… *Turns and heads for the door, grumbling under his breath all the way*

Charles: You have a good day now...!

Gabriel: … Burn in hell. *Glances over his shoulder in order to direct one final glare at Charles*

END INTERVIEW

Re: Profile Layout and Profiles · MercutianUnknown Mon Nov 18, 2013 1:54 am

Dossier

ATLAS
Profile Layout and Profiles - Page 2 128733

SCARECROW

Username:
Mercutian Unknown

Name:
Atlas Omnison (Alternate Personality: Scarecrow)

Codename: (Every Super Criminal in No Man's Land has a title of the sort)
The Loneless Wanderer

Age:
28

Gender:
Male

Height:
6'03"

Sexuality:
Heterosexual

Relationship Status:
Atlas: In a Relationship
Scarecrow:

Notable Crimes:
Trespassing into a Classified Area, Destruction of Public Property, Destruction of Private Property, Public Nudity, Resisting Arrest, Theft of Incredibly Dangerous Materials, Assault on VIP's, Mass Serial Murder, and Lollygagging

Faction:
Vulture

Assignment in Faction:
Intelligence Division

Fighting Style: (List any fighting styles, abilities, or cybernetics here)
Atlas is a high class survivalist from a walled off community in Maine none as Krythinia that was constantly in danger from its surroundings whether that be wild animals, dangerous weather scenarios or bandits and raiders. Along side his survivalist training Atlas learned to use a variety of weapons from many long gone cultures mostly native islander style hunting weapons and old eastern style martial arts weaponry. He's most famous for his Kanabo which is a octagonal baseball bat like weapon covered in thick flat metal studs, this is mainly a defensive and disabling style weapon used to disarm, hinder and block against an opponent. He is also capable with a number of other weapons such as long hunting knives that he can use for throwing or close range quick action fighting, he usually carries on him four knives. A set of Metal Bolas mad of steel cord and spheres that are throw to tie peoples hands or feet together. He's an expert of stealth and perception he more often than not avoids fights but will when his or another person's life is in danger... Scarecrow however has no qualms with killing people in large innumerable quantities especially if they have hurt him or Atlas and is just as skilled although more ruthless and vicious when fighting... Atlas' father Muugica and one of the sages of Krythinia was also designed his own survival style cybernetics one of which is under the surface of his skin and encases the palms of Atlas' hands and the bottoms of his feet. These cybernetics create a light attractive kinetic pull that helps him cling to walls so that so long as two of them is contact with a wall he can stick to them, this does mean that he has to climb on walls and ceilings and cannot walk on them however he can stand with both feet or hands touching and he cannot hold onto a wall with one hand but can slow his momentum slightly when falling, he can also be knocked off fairly easily if hit with the amount of force it would take to knock him over from standing up, this ability is only really effective when trying to climb places, be stealthy or run away from someone... This is also why he constantly wears light slip on shoes with the soles taken out so he can take them off and on quickly and fold them up and store them in his coat. This ability also helps him keep better grip on his weapons unless he's wearing gloves... Atlas does have a major weakness, Technology especially Guns Atlas is not only abhorrent against using guns he's completely inadequate when using them he literally does not know which way to point a rifle, how to aim it, shoot it, turn the safety off or even load the damn thing. He does know how to use a computer but hacking or doing anything overly complicated is out of his league. He is perceptive about security systems and could figure a way around them, however manipulating them is beyond him.

Psychological Analysis:
Atlas seems near the edge of insanity but only if you count him as a single person. So far as can be told he's entirely sane. According to him, due to a spiritual experience, the darker parts of his mind manifested as a completely different person, soul and all, and they are bonded strongly together. During this spiritual ritual, he said he could sense what was happening to him as this ritual occurred... as there is no specific event in his life other than this intense spiritual experience there really seems to be no trigger in his life to set off a traumatic multiple personality split. And unlike other cases of multiple personalities Atlas and his "Companion" Scarecrow seem to be in constant mental communication with one another as well as Scarecrow only coming out when Atlas lets him or when Atlas is unconscious... Now the most difficult part of this mentality to understand is that Atlas does require a break from consciousness and so does Scarecrow however so long as his body is up for it they can sleep independently, they can do this for extended periods of time true however long term this seems to damage his body and weaken it after a time and Atlas and Scarecrow are both aware with all of Atlas' sense at the same time unless one or both is sleeping and if one is unconscious, but if one of them is conscious then their brain is still recording memories so if one is asleep and the other awake the prior will remember everything the night before when awakening, and if Atlas is the one awakening then he takes mental priority of Scarecrow upon waking... Now while Atlas is a Survivalist and is capable of killing he is actually known for stopping violent criminals he came across in the past and that even then he only fought and killed out of necessity, it is only Scarecrow that has committed his accused crimes however whether it can be assumed Atlas and Scarecrow are different people or not he/they must be detained to No Man's Land for his/their crimes. The true difference between the two is that Atlas is passive although with a survivalist mentality, he'll do what he needs to to survive however will not take or do anything in excess or greed... Scarecrow is quite the opposite, when in combat he is quite zealous and vicious but never to the point that his ruthlessness detracts from his lethality, this cannot be said for his borderline sadistic way of psychologically scarring his victims playing their minds into paranoid mind frames, dark philosophy and his eerie way of avoiding answering questions through disturbing self quotes that are disturbingly vague between profoundness and nonsense, according to Atlas, Scarecrow uses these tactics on him to however at this point he seems used to his other persona's famously mad routine... Scarecrow can be tame however he seems able to hold prolonged conversations of complex topics in a rather refined fashion and there are very distinct social behavior differences between the two such as tone and use of vocabulary, Atlas is somewhat passive and melancholy whilst Scarecrow is more refined and sly. Now mysteriously Scarecrow doesn't consider Atlas' face his own and states that the black mask Atlas caries around is his face and even covers up his face until he puts it on and according to Scarecrow "I like it, I picked it out myself."

[color=#339966]Theme Music:
Atlas' Theme: Pain

Scarecrow's Theme: Disciple of Orochi (Orochimaru's Theme... Naruto)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rDc-SEtVpOk&list=PLdtMZ5wKDF0C-Ax3BfjckwwBCWqoZ34wY

Threat Level:
B

Interview
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(Atlas was brought into the room, has hands handcuffed)
Charles - Alright, sit down... (Charles takes out Atlas' dossier, ad immediately his eyes begin to narrow as he reads its content)

Atlas - (Atlas walked in, keeping Scarecrow in the back of his head, sat down the black mask on the side of his head) Nice to meet you Mr. Paladin, I've heard you're the one I can talk to to keep myself into your home for the dangerous.

Charles - (The man raised an eyebrow to Atlas) That... is certainly correct. Do you know why you were called here Mr...?

Atlas - Good, good, good... Uh, I'm Atlas, Atlas Omnison... I wasn't exactly called here, well I was but whilst being whisked away by your men for my companion's crimes I was already trying to find a place worth putting myself in... And your No Man's Land seemed the best fit in all honesty.

Charles - Companion...? (Charles narrows his eyes)

Atlas - Ah... Scarecrow... He's the man in my head, we've been together since I was 14 and actually kind of grew from my subconscious.

Charles - Have you ever sook out help sir...? That is certainly a pshylogical ailment... something that can be cured with therapy and medication...

Atlas - Ah... Unfortunately I've tried such treatments and none seem to avail, my father was an esteemed biologist who worked on cybernetics of all kinds including the brain and he nor any of his associates could find away to remove or surpress Scarecrow... However after a time we've come to some mutual agreements, I'm also fairly dominant over him for the most part so there is no need to worry about him randomly appearing.

Charles - I will take your word for it. Tell me... what does this "Scarecrow" do...? What is he like...? The dossier indicates that he could be dangerous...

Atlas - He... Well it might be best if you just meet him... Would that be alright? I can come back any time you want.

Charles - (The man nods) Very well...

Atlas - Alright then sir. Scarecrow! Wake Up! Mr. Paladin here wishes to meet you...

Scarecrow - (Atlas moves the mask over his face, Then immediately change posture... His voice changed to become raspier deeper and more whisper like, it sounded like old leather crumbling) Well well well, now who is it who wishes to speak to this dear old Scarecrow? (He said with a malevolent twist.)

Charles - (Charles narrows his eyes at Scarecrow) I do... Charles Paladin. You are Scarecrow I presume...?

Scarecrow - (Chuckles very lightly), why yes I am, It's a pleasure to meet you Mr. Paladin (Scarecrow extends his hand to shake with an awkward twisted posture like he wasn't used to being in control of his body)

Charles - (The man lowers his eyes upon Scarecrow's hand, then looks back to his mask) No touching, protocol. How long have you been with Atlas Scarecrow...?

Scarecrow - (He pulls his hand back then quirks his head sideways and begins in a drull mocking tone) Indeed of course it is ... The real question is how long has it been since I've been with a woman, That is a much more interesting tale I'd love to regail you with!

Charles - (Charles narrows his eyes) And how long has that been...? (Charles seems to humor Scarecrow, though he is visibly displeased)

Scarecrow - Now you see there was this very nice lass from the 1600's who, now I was a knight at the time working for an esteemed king with 5 others of my kind, Knights that is, and upon one night I decided to visit this young fair maiden in her bed chamber, invited of course, and she was quite the lovely sight well I in my own charming way proceeded to get to the deed of love making and I thought to my self I should give her a surprise... Women love that sort of thing when in private so I proceeded to rip out her eyes and tongue and then hang her with her own undergarments out her bedroom window for the entire castle to see. (Bursts out laughing)

Charles - (Charles is is visibly disgusted by Scarecrow) That is disgusting... (His eyes glare upon Scarecrow) And that story was utter nonsense...

Scarecrow - Right, I'm sorry you wanted a different story what was it again? Me and Atlas?

Charles - Yes. I wish to discover just where -you- come from.

Scarecrow - Ah Indeed... That dear sir is a puzzle even I have yet to solve... You see That, grotesque and seemingly immplausible story to the best of my knowledge is 100% truth.

Charles - Trust me sir... I believe I would know if you were around in the 1600s... (Charles narrows his eyes to Scarecrow again) (Charles thinks of this whole situation as mad)

Scarecrow - No no no... Not Atlas and his Body, but me Scarecrow... (Scarecrow found it odd how open Charles made him feel to speak his story, most found it madness or fable but Scarecrow felt like saying it anyway)... My memories are fragmented and at this point I don't even remember any of the names of any of my previous lives, although I do remember bits and pieces all the way back to somewhere in the 1600's... Then I was a crazed manipulative psychotic serial rapist/murderer just like right now... however for some reason, just like many things, I don't remember...When I died, however I died, I awoke in the body of an infant child, unable to speak or move or do anything other than to sometimes have them hear me in their head like a Schitzophrenic... just float in empty darkness experiencing everything my next incarnation did, Love, Joy, Sorrow, Hate, Pain and Death. Then I procceeded to the next one and so on and so on... Until now due to the meditative ritual Atlas performed at the age of 10 during a right of passage he somehow came into contact with all parts of himself... including me which has caused a meld... none of my other incarnations were as wise or spiritual as Atlas so nothing ever happened... Then we are where we have been, Atlas and I the same person but not.

Charles - (Charles narrows his eyes at Scarecrow, but he seems to be taking him oddly serious) You know... not too long ago there was another man who claimed to be reincarnating... though he was just mad. Perhaps you are too. (Charles narrows his glare) While you are still here however... may I ask why you or Atlas- whomever made the decision... decided to join Vulture Team..?

Scarecrow - Oh Vulture! Yeah we joined up in Vulture a few weeks back... a young man in a superhero outfit convinced us and a woman we've been traveling with for the past while to join his team of Justice he called Vulture... We haven't done much yet although it is quite nostalgic... the derranged and violent helping the greater good... I thought the little guy was funny but Atlas liked his spirit... He thinks Master Bravery is a good influence on me. (Chuckles Quietly and Sadistically)

Charles - (Charles raises an eyebrow when Scarecrow mentions Bravery, indicating that he knows this person) I see... and that woman would be... Ms Sompters...?

Scarecrow - Indeed, Atlas fancies her even if he won't admit it (Scarecrow says tauntingly)... They're so cute together and I love making fun of him from in here about it (Scarecrow points to his head).

Charles - (The man writes notes on Atlas' dossier) I see... well then... one last question for Scarecrow... to be accepted into Vulture Team means you're a very dangerous person... both of you... and how do you kill people Scarecrow?

Scarecrow - (Scarecrow sat up properly and seemed to perk up.) Now this is my kind of Topic... you see Atlas this is the kind of person we should accompany ourselves with more, Master Paladin here knows how to talke about the finer things in life. Now you see Death like all acts of this World have the potential for great art. Typically I prefer to take a three part role in killing someone; first the author, second the protagonist, and the story teller... Any good piece of art needs a way of expressing it and the act of death is not maiming the body and making a show of it later, but of how the death is performed... now you must be asking yourself "Well Scarecrow how can you do this without being interfered with?" My answer to you is... and you've already experienced my skills first hand... Story telling, I find that it is a lost art and most of the time boring....... Now less about expression and more on method, you see I, unlike Atlas, like to keep my readers entertained so I prefer to do one of two things either plan deeply far ahead or improvise, I find that both have their own pros and cons, now while I do dabble in all forms of murder for the most part, I do have my favorites... my most personal favorite is the Deathly Experience in other words, the changing of a person through mental inturnments followed by long term emotional scarring in the most personal way possible followed by the implementation of Sorrow and Fear finally followed by their ultimate demise by themselves, their loved ones, or of course by my own hands in the most theatrical and fitting way possible.

Charles - .... (The man keeps a rather stoic expression, he doesn't seem to visibly react, but you could see something in his eyes)

Scarecrow - Are you alright, Oh I'm sorry I seemed to have missed your point in my rambling... My favorite way to kill a person out of my many favorites would be the time I came across a rather odd man and locked him in a room for several hours then set him free, as he tried to attack me I lead him outside and procceeded to break his left arm and right foot... He screamed and screamed but I was sure to make sure there was no one around... after he calmed down I knocked him out and took Atlas' Kanabo and severely injured his spine... Then for the next few weeks whilst Atlas slept I visited this man in the hospital every night to inspire fear in him for this face (pointing to his mask) a few years later Atlas tried to find this man and confront him for crimes he had committed against Atlas' village one of which was killing his first loves parents... I told Atlas to reveal the mask to the man who was still partially impaired due to my attack on him... The man told Atlas that after the attack on his young loves home a man in this mask attacked him and ruined his life.

Charles - (Charles sighs, and stops looking at Scarecrow) That is all I need to know about you Scarecrow, I would like to speak to Atlas now...

Atlas - The man took the mask off... Yes Sir?

Charles - (The man sighs) Better... Atlas... may I asked what you think of the rest of Vulture Team...? The officers and so on...?

Atlas - I like them for the most part, I've yet to meet them all and I am not yet officially assigned to a subfaction, although we do seem to spend our time mostly with Bravery and Jack.

Charles - (Charles nods) I see... so, is there anything more about you that perhaps you want the authorities of this city to know...?

Atlas - Not really, I originally came here of my own accord beside for Scarecrow's original detest, Just let them be warry of this if I seem to be in conflict with anyone... (Pointing to the Mask). Even Scarecrow can't control himself when his art calls to him.

Charles - (The man narrows his eyes into a glare) Very well then, we are done sir. You may leave... you have been assigned Threat Level B.

Atlas - (Atlas picks up the mask stands then bows respectfully) Thank you Sir... Oh uh fine (Atlas covers his face with the mask and his voice changes back to Scarecrow)

Scarecrow - ... It was ravishing to talk to someone of such taste Master Paladin I do hope we can converse again... Perhaps one day you'll be a character in one of my stories (he exits and as he leaves he finishes with) A tale of you with the right writer would no doubt be of the greatest quality to rival even the greatest death's of history... Have a lovely day.

END INTERVIEW

Re: Profile Layout and Profiles · MercutianUnknown Mon Nov 18, 2013 1:54 am

Dossier

Username:
Mercutian Unknown

Name:
Scia Scripture

Codename:
The Red Librarian

Age:
27

Gender:
Female

Height:
5'2"

Sexuality:
Pansexual

Relationship Status:
Single

Notable Crimes:
Stolen Government Secrets, Spying, Trespassing, Human Cruelty, Illegal Knowledge of Classified Information

Faction:
Family

Assignment in Faction: Diamante Family: Spy

Fighting Style:
Scia doesn't fight often, however she is a lethal killer, her analytical mind plus an ability to anticipate movements and identify weaknesses in structures and stances she can instantly mentally pick apart just what would ruin her opponent's plans. She often quick hand to hand martial arts coupled with copious amount of razor wire and small throwing knives she keeps on herself. She seems to keep these knives literally everywhere on her body (when incarcerated several dozen were found on her person as well as at least 40m of razor wire wound up in wheels under her).... Although she can fight she most often prefers to play on peoples weaknesses of mind or spirit in manipulation and observation... She also has a cybernetic eyes that allow her to use telescoping vision for up to 32x zoom either for a detail close up perspective or to analyze great distances.

Psychological Analysis:
Scia Scripture has trained herself in every form of intellectual based skill possible, she for some reason can read any language set in front of her, write it and speak it fluently, but if you ask her its name she'll have no idea...She seems to have some mass deciphering mentality she can kick herself into she can even use it to read peoples' motions and work like a semi accurate lie detector. She's also an expert manipulator, normally she seems emotionless however she can put on an act to shame most historical celebrity actors, she can also come up with an extensive lie on the spot.

Theme Music:
Scia's Theme: Song of the Soul (Crona's Theme... Souleater)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VKiG7IwNqG8&list=PLdtMZ5wKDF0C-Ax3BfjckwwBCWqoZ34wY

Threat Level: (Leave blank, this threat level will be assigned to your character in the interview)

C

Interview
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Charles - (Scia is lead into the room, handcuffed)
Charles: Please, sit down. Get comfortable....

Scia - (She stumbles into the room quivering and seemingly afraid. She sits down, then speaks in an innocent and sincere sounding voice) Huh!... Oh are you Mr. Paladin? Please please please you have to help me! They keep saying that I'm this Scripture Woman and that I've done terrible things. (She looks as though she's on the verge of crying)

Charles - (Charles opens Scia's dossier, he looks to its picture, then back to the woman. He notes that the woman's Psychological Analysis mentions acting skills. Interesting) Please Ms. Scripture... you cannot fool me.

Scia - (She looks up into Charle's eyes tears almost coming out of her eyes for a moment... as he stares back with neutral expression cybernetic lenses focuses in on him then out... her expression becomes completely emotionless and she rights her posture fully upright and she speaks in a semi annoyed and sarcatic tone) Fine Mr. Paladin we can do things your way... You know you could have at least played along.

Charles - Hmph... I was never one for acting Ms. Scripture.... could you state your current occupation?

Scia - Classified Information Researcher and Distributer

Charles - And you work for...?

Scia - The Family, soon with hope

Charles - (The man narrows his eyes, The Family...) Why would they need someone with your talents... what are they planning...?

Sir my job is to store and release information as it suits my business best if I told you anything of that sort I wouldn't be very good at my job, now would I??

Charles - Hmph... that was wishful thinking on my part... so... what got you into this... business...?

Scia - I've been "In It" for quite some time... Since I left home my talents have always been in the information department... I used to be a librarian although my occupation slowly transitioned to more and more darker work, and I rather well liked the transition.

Charles - And what led you into No Man's Land...? What are your crimes...?

Scia - I've stolen a lot of secrets and sold them... however I've only been able to hold on to what I've memorized and my buyers are dead now.

Charles - Uh...huh... very well then. Why The Family...? Wouldn't you feel much safer working with Vulture Team, the larger and stronger organization?

Scia - I feel more comfortable in a setting in which my information will be used to the highest effectiveness.

Charles - And by that you mean...? It could not be used as effectively in the other organization...? (Alright that works too)

Scia - Those of certain character are more willing to listen to my suggestions of hwo to use my information effectively... those who are overly guided by characteristics of humanity and laws are never willing to do what needs
to be done, although such people are to be commended for their valor and effort... at least they try. (she said the latter sarcastically with little emotion)

Charles - I see... (Charles seems somehwat botehred by her statement) Next question then. Do you know anyone particularly well in this city...?

Scia - Not well, I know of most in the family... however the last real remnant of my family died a long time ago and the last of my friends I lost contact with a while ago (Her cybernetic eyes zoomed in no charles on this topic)

Charles - (Charles smiles) I see... and how long have you lived in this facility?

Scia - Not very long only about a month and a half now

Charles - As I thought... so... what type of information do you have on Vulture Team...? I assume The Family is already planning to strike at them to regain power in this city...

Scia - You assume quite alot sir... I've had info on Vulture since before I even stepped foot in here... You seem to not have much information on these groups themselves, considering how much you've tried to pry from me... If it was anyone else I guess they actually would have told you something then you could have conversed with them and gotten information on current situations... that couple with the so called "Kraven Inncident" you really don't have as much power over this place as everyone thinks... Interesting.

Charles - (Charles smiles to Scia) And who's to say I'm asking this question for the sole purpose of information...? The Kraven Incident was handled under completely different leadership, and they were inept. We will see just how much power I have over this palce soon enough...

Scia - I'm sure I'm sure... you at least don't know one thing... which is how much the prisoners know of one another... otherwise you wouldn't hold these little talks, for someone like you it's better to be forgotten and mysterious it strikes fear in your prisoners... what they don't know scares them... that's why you want to know what they do and don't know even if you already know it... being a constant figurehead of order makes you a target and gives them something to rise against... you're not really who you say you are... Are you? There have been rumors in and out of your "No Man's Land" about the mysterious Mr. Charles Paladin.

Charles - (Charles raises an eyebrow to Scia) I'll take your word for it... however I dont' intend to be feared... I have other plans for No Man's Land. Perhaps you will hear of them soon... I'm simply curious about my inmates... and I wanted to gauge just how much you knew... you seem to be rather knowledgable.

Scia - That's the gist of it I suppose... and Thank you, it shows I'm doing my job right when someone notices my stores... Might I ask you a question good sir? If I haven't made too many rude assumptions on your character already. Nothing to do with you this time though...

Charles - (Charles smiles to the woman) You may ask, I took no offense to your assumptions...

Scia - Please pardon me anyway... I've become paranoid of late and I often speak my hypothesizes of peoples actions allowed... typiclaly when their not infront of me though... now to my question... one of my old friends was rumored to have been moved here to this facility from a certain place I will not name and I wish to speak to him about something.

Charles - And do you know this peron's name ma'am...?

Scia - I do but I believe he is under one of many aliases...

Charles - Oh...? Well I am not aware of every one of the prisoners in this facility, obviously... but if I know this persons name or aliases... there is a chance I might have eveb interviewed him...

Scia - I believe the most likely alias he is using is Mr. Fozzy... You see this is the man who gave me these (She gestures to her cybernetic eyes, then zooms them in and out) ... However his original name is Muugica Omnison he's my godfather.

Charles - (Charles could swear that he heard that name before, but he couldn't place his finger on it) I see... it does sound familiar. Perhaps the person you speak of is in this facility. However, I cannot help you past what I've already said...

Scia - I understand sir... It's just, I've been looking for him for quite some time, Mr. Muugica's a dear old friend and I haven't seen him since right after my family died when our viilage was attacked by raiders... I thought he was dead for a long time then his name popped up on my radar's a few months ago adn I wanted to seem him... I wanted to make sure he was in here before I did anything and well, now I don't have much of a choice but to hope and search... I need some information on a group of people he used to work with who all went under odd aliases of a particualr theme, they experimented with survivalist style cybernetics and mine are well... I'll be blind by the time winters over if I don't find him.

Charles - Then I wish you the best of luck... this city is harsh to its occupants, do not expect this to be an easy thing to accomplish...

Scia - I didn't but thank you for your help... If you ever do hear anything you wouldn't mind dropping a letter to this little spy mistress would you?

Charles - Perhaps that could be arranged... consider it a favor. Very well, you may leave now Ma'am, my guards will escort you out. Oh by the way your threat level is C.

Scia - Thank you sir it was quite nice to meet you... Oh and also I should warn you it may not be Muugica who is in the city, but even if it is, you should be wary, if there is one thing I know above all others... death follows the name Omnison like a casual reaper, No matter which one it is... and if somehow both here... may God watch over all of us. (She exits escorted by the guards as if they were her own, as if they were her entourage and she wasn't in cuffs or being taken back to prison or slowly going blind)

END INTERVIEW

Re: Profile Layout and Profiles · MercutianUnknown Mon Nov 18, 2013 1:54 am

Dossier

Username:
Mercutian Unknown

Name:
Errik Brandr Janith

Codename: (Every Super Criminal in No Man's Land has a title of the sort)
Muppets: ~~Sweetums~~
Agan's Troope ~~Axe Guardian~~
Black Dragon: The Black Knight

Age:
33

Gender:
Male

Height:
6'10"

Sexuality:
Bi-Sexual (Leaning Men)

Relationship Status:
Single

Notable Crimes:
As Sweetums: Mass Murder, Arson, Terrorism
As Axe Guardian: Murder, Accessory to Smuggling, Blackmail, and Possession of Illegal Firearms
As Black Knight: Murder

Faction:
Current: Black Dragon
Former: Agan's Toupe (Left against his will/Unknowingly/Doesn't Remember)
Former: Muppets (Left of his own accord/Unknowingly/Doesn't Remember)

Assignment in Faction:
Bodyguard

Fighting Style: (List any fighting styles, abilities, or cybernetics here)
Brandr uses a very heavy solid metal axe with a crescent shaped blade on one side. His axe weighs approximately 80lbs and is about 5' long and 4" thick around, not including the blade. He's uncannily strong and can fight either hand to hand or with his axe, which he carries with him at all times, and is constantly vigilant while watching over Agan or his accomplishes. He knows how to wield his enormous axe as though it were much smaller this is due to his own size and strength. He's also a capable boxer and mixed martial artist, he's kinda made his own reformed style of hand to hand fighting involving well formed punches and kicks, body to body impacts and the ability to straight pick up and toss his opponents (He can easily lift and carry 240lbs over his head). Brandr also has cybernetic micro pistons within his arms and legs that he can activate and get a burst in strength about 5x his norm for a brief moment just long enough to swing his Axe with greater power, make a jump, start sprinting, tip over a large object or make a single punch or kick, it takes up lots of stamina and is very strenuous on his body using it too much can weaken him greatly and sap his stamina away very quickly.

Psychological Analysis:
Brandr's mentality is completely normal save for a few small quirks. First of all he's very gruff and has a servant like mentality, he prefers to live in a lifestyle in which he is able to work within a hierarchy in which he works for someone but in an esteemed position. He's worked as a body guard for the smuggler Agan and seems to have throw his whole loyalty to Agan and his associates... Brandr states "I haven't always worked for the same boss but I'm always loyal to my employer, undying till their death or mine, and I'm no mercenary don't think I do it for the money. I take a long thorough time picking my bosses. I'm very Picky."
Recently Revealed: Brandr used to be associated with The terrorist cell, "The Muppets" and before starting working for Agan his mind was filled with a programmable cybernetic that allowed the Muppets to use him as a sleeper agent. He can be programmed like a machine to follow any set of directives, most commonly obeying and protecting particular people... The clearance code is seemingly unhackable except for an unregistered genetic lock, likely set in by The Muppets... Shortly after he got his memories back, it is believed that he was reprogrammed to work for the members of the Black Dragon Clan, by Kermit the Frog. All of Brandr's memories removed, he now works with roughly the same personality however he only remembers very little of his past and believes himself to be a figurative if not literal living weapon, to be used by who he's programmed to follow.

Theme Music:
Brandr's Theme: (Kakashi's Theme... Naruto)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IZyX6wvTn6I&list=PLdtMZ5wKDF0CeXARJ1ZE6q_BL5f86DNpW

Threat Level: C

Interview

Charles - (Brandr is lead into the room, handcuffed, upon his arrival, Charles is already waiting for him, sitting down.) Charles: Ah, you've arrived... okease sir, take a seat.

(Brandr walked into the room his handcuffs which completely encased his arms and bound them together with large steel bolts like a huge brace, they weighed quite a bit but he moved them with only a little awkwardness, then took his seat opposite Charles) Brandr: Oh, thanks it's nice to meet you, Mr...... uh, I'm sorry they didn't tell me your name, I'm Brandr.

Charles - Charles: Charles Paladin. I built the establishment you currently live in. (Charles take a look at Brandr's dossier, placed on the table)... Brandr.... no last name...? (Charles looks up to Brandr, raising an eyebrow to the man)

Brandr - Uh... Yeah I get that a lot my old name didn't quite suit me and I liked my Middle name better, so I just kept Brandr which is what everyone called me too. So Now I'm just Brandr. (With a nostalgic smile on his face)

Charles - I... I see... (Charles seems rather confused, but chooses not to pursue the subject further) What is your current occupation...?

Brandr - I work for Boss, I'm his bodyguard. (Thinking Hard) Actually I think I've always been a bodyguard or some kind of guard, mostly my whole life... HA, Kinda Funny. (Chuckling lightly, coming to this simple but never really occuring realization.)

Charles - "The Boss...? And who would The Boss be...? (Charles at first thinks of the former leader of Vulture Team, who once went by "The Boss", but since she is dead and this man is not listed as working for a particular faction, he dismisses this theory. This "Boss" must be someone else)

Brandr - "Oh!, (Realizing Charles doesn't know his boss) My bad, Uh Agan's boss' Name, We've been working together for a while and I liked calling him boss, so it worked."

Charles - "Agan...? (Charles becomes visibly pale, that troublemaker whom Charles had already built a distrust for) And how did you come to be working for this... Agan?"

Brandr - Well sir my previous employer was a very nice old man but after he fell ill and went comatose I met Agan and he mentioned he needed some protection and I said I would do it so long as he was fun to hang out with and I got to eat... That's what I usually ask, I'm very picky, If it ain't interesting I leave, you need to have fun in your work and I expect mine to do so... and so far Boss' given what I asked and some pocket change so that's a nice bonus.

Charles - "Your dossier puts quite a lot of emphasis on your interactions with your "Boss"... how many bosses have you had?"

Brandr - "Five including Agan; First there was Mr. Fozzy he was cool, liked to tell bad jokes then he got some new guards with his new job so I left... Then there was Gonzo he like me a whole lot but he worked at a circus and kept shooting himself out of a cannon, he went out on the job, I told him it was dangerous... Then Piggy; she was nice, had an awkward name, I felt like I was insluting her every time I said her name, she OD'd on some bad stuff cause her boyfriend broke up with her, then he hired me the next day... That's when I started working for Mr. Kermit he was cool but he was pretty old, I got some good stories from him about the old days, until he passed away about 4 years ago... Then I met Agan and Now I'm here."

Charles - (Raises an eyebrow to Brandr) Are- are you serious...?

Brandr - Quite... What? Is something Wrong?

Charles - (Shakes his head) Nevermind. What does your job with Agan exactly entail Mr. Brandr...?

Brandr - Making sure Boss or anyone else we work with doesn't get hurt, even if I have to hurt other people.

Charles - Do you yourself take part in any of Agan's smuggling activities... ?

Brandr - I move some of the Merchandise from time to time, I'm also kinda the hired muscle.

Charles - How many times are your "Talents" as a hired muscle needed for the job?

Brandr - Not too often, Well depends on how far you look back... This year not so much as last year mainly cause last year we were moving pressurised salt acid containers, they were really heavy (Heavy for Brandr Ranges somewhere above 500lbs)... We jacked a crane sometimes but most of the time it was just me... now its mostly small arms so they don't need me for that.

Charles - You seem like a tough man... you obviously handle yourself well in a fight. But how well do you think you would fair against one of this city's Super Criminals...?

Brandr - One??? I've never met any "One" person to last more than 3 minutes with my axe, without about 15 minutes and he was armed to the teeth, but that was because my axe fell at the bottom of a pool. However there was a an entire camp of mercenaries I fought when Boss grabbed so experimental rifle design from them, They lasted a little under an hour and most of them were armed pretty well, I think their band was around 30-40ish it was a long time and we were in their camp so it wasn't totally all at once but never less then two at a time until the last four or so tried to ambush me... that was not their best plan.

Charles - Ah.... (Charles writes down something on Brandr's dossier) I warn you Brandr... there are many in the city who will want to test that strength... so... what drives you to keep working for these bosses...?

Brandr - (Excited expression) Adventure! Fun! Experience!... (Shameful expression) I mean at first it was money but Mr. Fozzy and Mr. Kermit told me something once that I still live with... (Distasteful expression) People all search for money and luxury and... (Somber expression) I know this more than most, no one has forever on this Earth and in the long run you really don't need that stuff... (Confident expression, and Serious tone) You just need good memories with good friends, because in the end that's all you're left with... (Determined expression, and Serious tone) So I just keep going, I have good firends and a good boss, and I'll stick with them as far as this World will let me. (Smiles Confidently)

Charles - I see.... (Charles writes something down on Badlr's dossier) you have been assigned Threat level C... it was nice talking to you Mr. Brandr. You may leave now...

Brandr - Thanks Mr.Paladin, I better get back to them y'know (Brandr shuffled out of the room with his heavy wrist shackles, bowing slightly to Charles on the way out.)

END INTERVIEW

Matthias Devereaux · Skylark-13 Mon Nov 18, 2013 2:41 am

Dossier

Username: Skylark-13

Name: Damian Ward

Codename: Agent Matthias Devereaux

Age: 21

Gender: Male

Height: 5’6”

Sexuality: Pansexual

Relationship Status: Single

Notable Crimes: Infiltrated a government agency and stole top secret files from their archives, torture of multiple victims in search of information, stalked various people in the name of ‘observation’, and killed many a person for being traitors or double agents- or so he believed.

Faction: Vulture Team

Assignment in Faction: Lieutenant of the Frontline Division

Fighting Style: Matthias fights using primarily guns and his fists, knowing various types of martial arts. He’s actually quite a good shot, and fairly strong, though nothing above average- yet, he’s not an easy foe to beat. He’s fast on his feet and determined to win, even putting his own life on the line in order to take out his enemies. He doesn’t seem to have a real concept of the value of his own life- yet he guards his friends viciously, becoming even more desperate to win should their lives be on the line.

Psychological Analysis: Matthias seems to believe he is some form of international spy- yet as of lately, this persona seems to be experiencing a few cracks under the pressures of reality. He’s progressively moody, swinging from fairly calm to depressed and suicidal at the slightest change of conversation or situation. He seems to be his most calm however, around Justus- the other seems to remind him that not all is lost, which helps keep him from going into fits of depressed self-loathing. And really... he's begun to improve with the more time he spends with the knight, and it's become much easier to catch him with a smile on his face. Though things are still bad... they're definitely looking up.

Theme Music: TBA

Threat Level: C

Interview

(Matthias is kicked into the room, handcuffed.)

Charles: Please... sit down sir, make yourself comfortable. (The man pours himself a glass of red wine, then looks down to Matthias' dossier)

Matthias: *Tumbles into the room on his knees, grumbling under his breath before he slowly looks up, flicking his hair out of his face* ... Is this an interrogation...? *Slowly climbs to his feet again and walks to the chair, sitting on the edge gingerly*

Charles: An interrogation... no... look at it as more of an interview... no harm done... (Charles smiles)

Matthias: … Does that mean I get a job? *Smiles humorlessly, but nods slightly* … What do you need to know, sir?

Charles: (Charles smiles back, but then reverts to his usual serious demeanor) Please state your name, and your current occupation within this facility…

Matthias: … Matthias Devereaux, lieutenant of the frontline division for Vulture Team. *Folds his hands in his lap, remaining calm*

Charles: Ah... but you weren't always with Vulture Team... were you?

Matthias: … No. Originally I fought with Conqueror Worm… but Kraven tried to have me, and a handful of my companions, killed. We left after that and found refuge with the Vultures.

Charles: You speak of Mocha and Justus...? Reports say you changed a lot since you were first admitted to this facility…

Matthias: Yes. Chef was with us originally as well but he sacrificed himself so we could escape… And I’m afraid I don’t understand what exactly you mean. If you could possibly elaborate… *Adopts a carefully neutral expression as he waits for a response*

Charles: Hal's dossier on you states you to be delusional.

Matthias: … Cut straight to the chase then. I’m afraid I still don’t understand- I’m not delusional, and never have been.

Charles: (Charles sighs) We will get back to this later... what do you think of Vulture Team...?

Matthias: … *Raises a brow, but shrugs slowly* Very well then… Ah. The Vultures… are okay. I’ve yet to really speak with any of them that much- but I’ve also been through difficult things, and I don’t trust easy. They’re strangely kind though, after we were their enemies for so long… I respect them, to be quite frank. They still have some hope in the world.

Charles: And what do you think of their current leader, Ryder?

Matthias: … Honestly, I don’t really know the man. He seems alright, sure, doing the best he can with what hand he was dealt, but at the same time I don’t agree with all his decisions. I’ve hardly been around at all though, and to question his judgement would probably be a suicide mission I’d rather not risk at the moment.

Charles: And what of The Family...? They have waned recently, but it is possible that they will eventually become your enemy…

Matthias: … I’m not worried about them. If the time comes that they become a threat, than I know my teammates and I will be prepared to take them on.

Charles: Alright then... let us cut to the chase... Hal claimed you believed yourself to be a spy of the sort…

Matthias: … *Tenses suddenly* … Who are you? What do you want from me? That’s… not something you should know…

Charles: Dr. Innsmouth was part of Black Dragon... may I remind you that they knew -everything-... as for me? Dr. Innsmouth is dead now, and his notes are in my hands now. You could say that I've stolen quite a bit from Black Dragon... (The man narrows his eyes to Matthias)

Matthias: … Black Dragon… you’re… *Grumbles quietly under his breath* … You’re a double agent, aren’t you… I knew this wasn’t right from the moment I stepped in… what do you want from me? Information- hah. Like they tell me anything… *Glares at Charles quietly*

Charles: (Charles narrows his eyes at Matthias) Do you believe yourself to be a secret spy Matthias...?

Matthias: … *Sighs, looking away from him* I can’t tell you that information. You don’t have the clearance.

Charles: (Charles lets out a grumble) Thats all I need to hear... (Charles writes something down on Matthias' dossier) You're delusional Matthias…

Matthias: … *Squirms a little, frowning* You’re mistaken. You doctors think something just has to be wrong every time someone does something out of the ordinary or claims they are something unusual, but I am not deluding myself! I… I’m not…

Charles: It is not my doctors concluding this... it is I. (Charles glares to Matthias) It seems you and Justus get along very well... two delusional men, you two must have so much in common.

Matthias: Hmph… So now you’re calling us both delusional…? Sure he’s a bit odd but… *Sighs heavily, shaking his head* We’re friends. What about it?

Charles: Make nothing of it. How long have you been in this city Matthias...?

Matthias: … You’re a very secretive man, aren’t you. Hmph… I’m not really sure, honestly. It feels like it’s been years yet it can’t have been more than a few months or so at most, realistically…

Charles: I see... so... you've not only worked under Jade... but you worked under Kraven... yes?

Matthias: … Yes. Though… I was unsure of being under Kraven’s command. I didn’t agree with his ideas, his methods, not nearly as much as Jade’s… sure, I wanted out of here… but what Kraven did was a whole different level of sick…

Charles: And you believe Ryder to be any better...?

Matthias: … Yes. He didn’t go and murder millions of people, now did he. He… He tries to be good, whereas Kraven was insane and really didn’t give a shit.

Charles: It took Jade and Kraven time before they turned to darkness Matthias... how can you be sure that your next boss won't eventually become the same?

Matthias: Nobody can be certain. But this time I know that I can make a difference and stop him, or at least do my best, should he start to turn bad… Power corrupts everyone, yet the rate and severity differ based on whom it is.

Charles: Very well... do you ever feel guilty...? For all your previous comrades who died while you were captured by The Family...? You know Conqueror Worm was wiped out while you were imprisoned…

Matthias: … *Clenches his fists tightly, looking away* … Of course I feel guilty. I was too weak to keep from being caught, couldn’t escape from where they were holding me, and even after I got out I could hardly do anything to help… Justus was gone at first when I returned as well, and that only made it harder. If I’d been there maybe it would have made a difference- but no, that bitch Eve kept me trapped there for nearly a month…!! I… yes. I feel fucking guilty.

Charles: And now she's leading The Family... Vulture Team's only rival left in the city... ironic, don't you think...? (Charles smiles)

Matthias: … Another reason I stay with Vulture. I want to see her blood coating the floor, her life fading from her eyes… what she did to me is nothing compared to the people lost because of her.

Charles: Heh... (He smiles) Yet she worked under Kraven too... why did you not have any objections then...?

Matthias: … *Looks away with an annoyed expression* Disagreeing with Kraven was a suicidal action. I didn’t like it but I didn’t have to see her and I didn’t have to work with her personally- not to mention I wasn’t as strong as I am now… I couldn’t have done a thing then.

Charles: You keep saying that you've gotten stronger... do you really believe that...? Perhaps you are just fooling yourself, perhaps your like is bound to repeat in the same ways once again…

Matthias: … Yes, I do. Strength isn’t only physical strength- it’s mental as well. Before, I was a depressed pile of worthlessness, I realize that now. But I’ve… Justus has helped me to see the light, so to speak, and I’m stronger now. I won’t mess up again like I did, damn it…!

Charles: (Charles smiles, it is rather difficult to tell if he is happy about something Matthias said or is laughing at him) That will be all then... you are free to leave now sir.

Matthias: … That’s really it…? *Narrows his eyes a bit, glaring at the man* … I don’t trust you, whoever you are. Keep that in mind… just keep that in mind… *Stands, turning to head for the door*

END INTERVIEW

Mariko Hattori · Skylark-13 Mon Nov 18, 2013 3:06 am

Dossier

Username: Skylark-13

Name: Mariko Hattori

Codename: Mrs. Lotus

Age: 24

Gender: Female

Height: 5’7”

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Relationship Status: Married to Mr. Masaru Hattori

Notable Crimes: Killing lots of notable politicians and important company CEOs. Had a history with the yakuza, but seems to have left them at some point for some reason. Mariko and her partner were infamous as “Bloody Lotus,” freelance assassins who never lost their targets, and always got the job done quickly and thoroughly.

Faction: The Family

Assignment in Faction: One of the two bosses of the Leone Family

Fighting Style: Mariko’s fighting style is varied and vicious. She was trained since childhood in physical fighting and weapons and though she keeps it secret her mother actually had her doing gymnastics to improve her flexibility and strength. She has extremely advanced physical capabilities—she is both fast and strong, however, she’s definitely makes better use of her strength, leaving speedier things to Masaru. She’s able to use both guns and blades, though Mariko specializes in blades, and she makes use of smoke bombs, and excels at stealth. Mariko also has cybernetic implants in both her arms that allow her to send zip lines to attach on buildings. Thanks to these zip lines she can quickly climb to the top of buildings and even swing between them to a degree. However, they can only hold a little more than her weight, so she’s only able to possibly take Masaru with her since he is so small. She’ll try not to use them though- they require a lot of maintenance after each use, and they make her shoulders sore.

Psychological Analysis: Mariko actually… seems pretty sane. There’s nothing much off except maybe just how happy she truthfully is- nobody in No Man’s Land should be this happy. She does have a very strong protective streak for her newly-wed husband Masaru, though, often sticking close to his side.

Theme Music: TBA

Threat Level: C

Interview

(Mariko is led into the room, handcuffed)

Charles: Please, enter, make yourself comfortable. Sit down.

Mariko: Ah… very well. I suppose I can. Another interview I take it…? Masaru said they were doing this again… *Settles down on the chair elegantly*

Charles: (Charles raises an eyebrow) Masaru...? (Charles looks up, trying to remember who Masaru is) Uh... the rather short man...?

Mariko: … *Clears her throat quietly, looking a bit annoyed* Yes. Blonde. Probably had on a fedora.

Charles: (Charles nods) Ah... so... (Long pause) Why is he so short...?

Mariko: … It’s actually quite an interesting story. *Smiles softly* He was kidnapped at a somewhat young age by a rival yakuza group. He was the son of our boss after all- a very important person, even at such a young age. What they did was inject him with this drug… that pretty much stopped all growth whatsoever. They were hoping it would weaken him and all, so he wouldn’t be a threat- but obviously, he’s trained around that. Though… that time, I did have to save him. *Chuckles softly*

Charles: (Charles writes this down) And to think a joke would give me so much information... (the man smiles) Very well then. This is your interview, so let us focus on you. What is your name and occupation?

Mariko: … It’s not like that story is much of a secret… *Smiles politely, before folding her hands together* Mariko Hattori, second of two leaders of the Leone Family. I lead with Masaru, my newly-wed husband.

Charles: Ah... and you two both run the Leone Family...? Why two bosses? Wouldn't that make leading an organization hectic...?

Mariko: Not at all! *Chuckles softly* We work better as a team than we do apart. Yes, we can work individually, and we have before with great success, yet at the same time we didn’t earn the name of Bloody Lotus for nothing. We work together very well- trust me.

Charles: Hmm... it is certainly an odd way to run an organization. And what do you think of the other mob bosses in The Family...?

Mariko: Odd, maybe, yet effective… And the others? Hm… Eve is a sweetheart, though a bit violent, she really is kind… Um… Kayden is… completely insane, and somewhat frightening… Paul is… annoying… Sophia doesn’t talk much except to Kayden, and Masaru… well, that’s a point that I don’t really need to make, do I? *Smiles*

Charles: Both you and your husband started out as independent assassins for The Family before being promoted to bosses... correct?

Mariko: … Yes. Then, something or another happened, people died, and we were promoted. Simple cause and effect, supply and demand of capable leaders.

Charles: Mario was killed, what did you think of him? He ruled The Family with an iron fist... but things changed immensely when he passed…

Mariko: … He was rather annoying, honestly. I felt like he didn’t… well, I don’t think he thought at all, and he was rather arrogant. But spreading power out to those you trust is good as well- I feel like Eve is working towards something much more effective.

Charles: Many would blame him for The Family's current situation... the organization isn't doing so well right now.. do you believe The Don, Mario Falcone, was responsible for where The Family is now?

Mariko: … Hm… Well I mean, him dying did kind of let Kraven move up on the power chain. That was a real pain. I guess so- I mean, if he’d done a bit better job maybe we wouldn’t have so much trouble… Don’t tell Eve I said that though.

Charles: (Charles smiles for but a second as Mariko says not to tell Eve she said that) Let us go a bit more further back... you and your husband have ties to the Yakuza...?

Mariko: … Ah… *Smiles a little, nodding* We do indeed. Born into it, really…

Charles: Could you tell me a little bit about that then, ma'am...?

Mariko: … Well… I can try. There’s a lot there, you see… Masaru was born the son of the leader of our yakuza group, and I was born as the daughter of the head bodyguard of the leading family. Basically, since we were so close in age, we were paired up from the beginning to work together… Things happened though, and we cut our ties with them. Became independent assassins.

Charles: Things... happened?

Mariko: … If you don’t mind, I’d rather not discuss it. *Smiles politely*

Charles: (Sighs) Very well, it has been noted that you use a blade...?

Mariko: … Thank you. And yes- a katana, specifically. I’m capable of using other things as well but that is my prefered weapon, yes.

Charles: I see... well, let's get to the point of this interview... shall we?

Mariko: … That would be nice. *Chuckles dryly* I’d like to get home as soon as possible.

Charles: What is The Family planning...? The Family has lost its spot as top dog to Vulture Team... and word on the streets is that its only a matter of time before The Family tries something like... another gang war.

Mariko: … Hm… I’m afraid I can’t tell you that. *Laughs softly* Eve still makes the big decisions, even with us being in smaller groups. Or, we at least take her judgement. And even if I was certain… I couldn’t tell you. I do know one thing though- Eve wants her city back.

Charles: So I've been told... you have been assigned Threat Level C... I believe this interview is over. Anymore you might you could say that you might want the authorities of this city to know...?

Mariko: … Very well then… *Stands and stretches, seeming to be thinking* … Not that I can think of. *Smiles again before walking out*

Charles: (Charles nods to the woman) Very well then... you may leave.

END INTERVIEW

Sophia Harper · Skylark-13 Mon Nov 18, 2013 3:24 am

Dossier

Username: Skylark-13

Name: Sophia Harper

Codename: Blackout

Age: 20

Gender: Female

Height: 5’4”

Sexuality: Bisexual

Relationship Status: Dating Kayden Levard

Notable Crimes: It appears Sophia’s first crime wasn’t judged as a crime- murder is frequently forgiven when the subject is defending themselves. Due to how dangerous the man she killed was however, she was tracked down by an unknown hitman who seemed to train her in various forms of combat. This included martial art and the use of firearms. Merely two years after her training began this man started bringing her on missions, where she killed lower level officials and political figures. This continued with her moving up to more important people until her mentor was caught. She was able to escape- but she was angry. In revenge, she used her knowledge of video games to hack into an online MMORPG and redesign it to suit her needs. A rebellion started due to the new content in the game which caused people to riot- and many more politicians died. When she was arrested, she was charged with murder and treason, among several other smaller things.

Faction: The Family

Assignment in Faction: Boss of the Diamante Family

Fighting Style: Sophia is very skilled with her weaponry. It doesn’t really matter which weapon it is- she’s likely seen it before, or something like it, and can figure out how to use it. Some of her favorite things are guns and knives though, as well as an electrified cord whip sort of thing. One of the things she’s not too good at is hand-to-hand- but she’s been trying to practice, just in case. Her eyes also have cybernetic implants that do two things for her. The first is correct her vision; before she got them, her eyesight had been slowly deteriorating due to continual video game playing. Now, she has perfect sight. The other thing they do is allow her to see a video game battle screen sort of overlay over her regular sight. This shows her multiple things about her opponents, including their current health, what weapons they’re carrying, strengths, weaknesses, and what- if any- cybernetics they have. She can choose whether or not to see this for each person, but more often than not she will use this when first meeting someone and whenever she has to fight.

Psychological Analysis: Sophia though originally quite sane… has lost some of that clarity. The loss of Jayden’s life and Kayden’s sanity has cost her- and although she’ll mostly seem quite cheerful, there’s an edge to it that seems… fake. She’s hiding something, a deeper pain and sadness that still lingers. More often than not, she’ll try to balance out her desire to cling to Kayden with her fear that she’ll drive him away, causing her to become rather conflicted and anxious, not to mention unconfident about herself.

Theme Music: TBA

Threat Level: B

Interview

(Sophia is led into the room by guards, handcuffed.)

Cricket: Hell-oo! Please do take a seat!

Sophia: Ah… *Blinks, looking around with a fearful expression, before slowly sitting down* … W-why am I here…?

Cricket: Oh--- please, don`t worry. It`s nothing more than a simple interview. I`ll have you in and out soon, okay...? *She smiles, attempting to be reassuring.*

Sophia: … O-oh… is t-that all…? Alright… *Smiles tensely, shifting on the edge of her seat* … T-that means you have questions, r-right…?

Cricket: I do, I do. *She tilts her head, glancing down at her dossier momentarily.* Could you please start by introducing yourself...?

Sophia: Okay… um… m-my name is Sophia Harper… I… um… I’m… yeah- t-that’s my name.

Cricket: Mhm... and your current occupation is...?

Sophia: W-well I kind of work for the Family- I m-mean, I did- it’s really kind of weird and confusing b-but um… I’m apparently the b-boss of the Diamante family…? S-so- yeah! T-that! *Smiles nervously*

Cricket: You`ve certainly moved up... started out as a freelance assassin for the Family, correct?

Sophia: … Y-yeah, I did… *Smiles a bit more sincerely* It was g-great… b-back then, with… I… w-well… *Frowns suddenly, looking away* … T-that’s in the past…

Cricket: I`d imagine you`d be dissatisfied with the Family`s current position... some blame Mario Falcone for the Family`s current state---do you?

Sophia: Ahh… w-we’re alright though, I mean… Eve is j-just waiting for the right time to strike before t-taking the city back… B-but um… M-Mario did his best, er… w-while he could… He was k-kind of insane but- *Shrugs softly*

Cricket: ... Is that so? *Her tone takes a level of seriousness as she jots something down on Sophia`s dossier.* It was because of him that Kraven was able to take power... though, I suppose he did try his best. Enough of the past! For now, at least----how do you run your Family? The... Diamante family?

Sophia: … I… *Shudders, frowning at the thought of Kraven* … A-ah, yes… Um… W-well- I… sorta… um… *Reaches up and pulls her hood up, hiding under the clothing* … I kind of… I’m s-still kind of figuring things out I mean… M-mostly I follow Eve’s lead, b-but I’m starting to work out a few things myself too…

Cricket: Ah, yes---Eve Falcone. Could you tell me about her? Would you consider her as... fitted for the job as her father...?

Sophia: … Eve is an angel, seriously. She’s… she’s better at this than Mario ever was, seriously. *Smiles happily* She’s… kind of hard to understand at times but in the end, she always seems to be trying to do her best for us and of course this city.

Cricket: ... Very well then. She`s returned the Family to it`s old format---much smaller Families working together toward a common goal.... could you tell me your opinion on the other Bosses?

Sophia: Oh, um…! W-well… Masaru and Mariko are just adorable… and uh… W-well, Paul is kind of… *Wrinkles her nose* … An alcoholic and a stalker not to mention a pedofile. And… w-well… Kayden… *Blushes softly, looking to the side* … Kayden is… *Covers her face with her hoodie, making a small sort of squeeing noise*

Cricket: *She smiles gently, tilting her head.* They say you and Kayden are quite close... what can you tell me about that...?

Sophia: … *Uncovers her face, blushing but smiling softly* W-well… I… we’re dating… technically… I… w-we were dating before he w-was so… c-crazy too, but then there… *Frowns some, biting her lip* … W-we had Jayden then too, and just… a-after he died, Kayden kind of lost it… we’re still close and I still love him of course but sometimes… he s-scares me…

Cricket: That sounds difficult to deal with... I`m sure that with your help---his healing process will move along swimmingly. Anyways! Since the Family sorta slid into a slump---Vulture Team`s taken up the top dog position... how do you feel about that?

Sophia: … *Seems lost in thought for a bit, before snapping her head up with a scowl* Vulture is going down. I’m going to make sure it happens, especially that red-headed bitch who killed Jayden- they’re all going to pay, especially her and her little boyfriend..!!

Cricket: *She recoils a bit, surprised by the sudden change in demeanour.* Oh, my--- ah... yes-- of course. Bunny Mio, correct...? ... It seems quite a few people have it out for her... they say she doesn`t go down easily…

Sophia: … Is that her name…? *Smiles grimly* You’ve just helped me out- you’re a pretty decent person… and you have cute jackets… *Laughs dryly* I don’t care how hard it will be- she’s going to die and I’m going to be the one to do it.

Cricket: ... Well--yes... *She shifts a bit, fidgeting.* She`s made quite a name for herself.... her and all the other Vulture officers, really. Quite a few other assassins have it out for her... you`ve got a bit of competition. I-- *She clears her throat.* Moving right along...! Would---you tell me how exactly it was you moved from being a freelance assassin to the Boss of your own Family...? That`s... quite the accomplishment, really.

Sophia: I’m not afraid to risk myself to make sure I’m the first to spill that pretty red blood of hers… *Mumbles under her breath, seeming rather annoyed before taking a deep breath and focusing on the current question* … Well. I… guess it’s because I was one of the main officers left alive after shit went down…? Like- people died, a bunch of us were promoted to the Council of Gentlemen- and then Eve kind of took over and rearranged how things worked. *Shrugs* She trusts me I guess.

Cricket: You seem very fit for the task....... the Family can use all the help it can get, after all. Yet---even in it`s current position, it seems just getting stronger isn`t enough, is it...? What exactly is the Family planning, Ms. Harper....?

Sophia: … Thank you… *Smiles a bit, before crossing her arms* … You underestimate us, miss. And you should know very well I can’t tell you that- the most I can tell you is my plans for my own family, and that alone is survival. That’s all you’ll be getting out of me.

Cricket: ... Very well then. .... I`d advise /against/ another gang war, Ms. Harper-- I for one know Mr. Paladin will be having none of that in his city. Tread carefully. I believe we`re finished here.

Sophia: … Your Mr. Paladin doesn’t own this city, I’m afraid. He may have rights to the land but we’re the true rulers here. Good bye, now. *Smiles rather eerily before getting up and heading out the door*

Cricket: ... And have a nice day. *She scoffs, glancing back down at her dossier.* …

END INTERVIEW

Re: Profile Layout and Profiles · **Amazing Pan-Sensei** Mon Nov 18, 2013 5:28 pm

Dossier

Username: Pan-sensei

Name: Nathan Crockett

Codename: Zombie

Age: 21

Gender: Male

Height: 5"6

Sexuality: Bisexual

Relationship Status: Single

Notable Crimes: Murder, many many accounts of murder. Zombie is a high class assassin, he will kill anyone ranging from homeless losers to rulers of entire countries.

Faction: Independent

Assignment in Faction: N/A (Ranked 10th in the World Assassin Rankings)

Fighting Style: Zombie is a master marksman, and holds knowledge on all sorts of firearms. In particular Zombie loves rifles, with handguns a second favorite for him. Zombie's style of marksmanship is best described as intricate. He never directly aims at his target, instead he ricochets his bullets, often in various extremely complicated patterns, and every one of them will eventually be lead towards the target. Zombie is ranked 9th in the World Assassin Rankings, making him one of the 10 most prestigious killers in the world. Zombie also has cybernetics built in his body collectively known as "Kickstarter", which can kickstart his heart in the event of death, or even be used to temporarily stop the beating of his heart.

Psychological Analysis: Zombie has absolutely no regard for human life, he actually takes pleasure in killing others, and claims it "never feels like a job" to him. Zombie holds an intense hatred for criminals who try to justify their motives through "good" means, he also seems to take hits on politicians very often. Zombie is hot-headed and mean spirited, he enjoys picking on those weaker than him. Recently, he's taken a hit on Bunny Mio placed by The Holiday Killer, when asked about the hit Zombie was elated.

Theme Music: Zombie Theme - Universal Century

Threat Level: Recently changed to S

Interview
(Here is how the interview works. First of all you need a Skype account. You will need it for this interview. The interview might take anywhere between 10 minutes to, well... a very long time. The length of the interview will also vary. It will be much more interactive and flexible than the interview from acts 1 and 2. In this interview, your character has been forcibly brought in from No Man's Land (if they have been in No Man's Land prior to this RP) or from the outside world (If they are new inmates) to Paladin HQ for an interview. Much to their surprise they find that they are being interviewed by Charles Paladin, the very owner of the prison (Or in some cases his personal assistant). It is a dark room, with only a single damp light in the middle. There are two wooden chairs, a wooden table between them. Charles sits upon the chair on the opposite side of the room. He is holding your characters dosier. You will contact (Adam Severino AKA Pan) on Skype, where you will conduct the interview via Skype. After it is done please copy and paste the entire interview into this profile. Your profile does not need an approval after the interview is done. However, the rest of the profile must be completed and posted in this thread before you begin the interview.)

(Zombie is led into the room, handcuffed.)
Cricket: Hell-oo! Please do have a seat!

Zombie: Alright- (Zombie sits down) Only cause you said th'magic word though-

Cricket: *She smiles, glancing at his dossier* Would you mind introducing yourself...?

Zombie: Y'can call me Zombie- if'ya wanna be all formal-like then ca'me Nathan Crachkett- (Crockett)

Cricket: Aaaand your current occupation is?

Zombie: Assassin- 9th best in'th wahld! Yah know-- ah'm pre'sure y'boss Charles hired me once...

Cricket: Is that so...? Your dossier mentions a hit on Bunny Mio... by the Holiday Killer of all people, too. *She frowns, sighing lightly.* You really get around, don`t you?

Zombie: Ah? So'ya heawd bout'my next contract eh? Ya, I'm go'afta Bunny- and ah look foward to't too! Yah got noooo idea how fun it's to hunt down'yah target... how good it is to take a life...

Cricket: *She fidgets, leaning back in her chair a bit.* ... Ah--yes... with Vulture Team`s sudden rise to power--that might be a bit tough, won`t it? Ms. Mio is one of their... more infamous officers... word is she doesn`t die too easily, either.

Zombie: HAHAHAHAH! That's cute. You cute. No. Compared wi'what I've dealt with in the past... these guys are lil' flies... I've killed CEOS'f massive corporations... heads'f criminal syndicates twic'the size! N'yah think that this teeny prison gang's gonna be a threat to me!? Hah! You go'another thing comin' broad!

Cricket: ... I---see. What could you tell me about your previous assassinations...? Any particularly big names?

Zombie: Uh'well, le'see here... there'wa that guy I madared when I was 10... I fogot why though... ovah my caeer I killed ovah 500 peeps, kapeesh? Including 50 CEOS and Gov' officials... oh, and less not foget about the previous holda of Assassination Rank numbah 9- heheh-

Cricket: Interesting... you`ve got quite the resume. Could you tell me about the previous holder of the 9th Assassin rank?

Cricket: Mhm. Do you have any particular motivation to do what you do...? Any real reason?

Zombie: Moneh.

Cricket: ... Okay. Let`s---move on then, yeah? Uh--so, you`re listed as being independant? You don`t have much of an interest in Vulture Team or the Family, do you? Both of them do have a number of assassins...

Zombie: Whad'ya think? I'm woakin for the Holiday Killer fo a reason Girlie! These Family n' Vawture types don'have the moneh o' tha' prestige to hire someone like'me... simple's that. Now when either'a these groups become huge ass multinational organizations... then maybe, MAYBE they'can handle my skills...

Cricket: I understand. Would you mind explaining your cybernetics to me...? They`re... really something, aren`t they? "Kickstarter"?

Zombie: Kickstarta? Oh yeah' m'baby! Yah'see a billionaire assassin can afford'th good stuff! Kickstarta restarts m'heart if somethin happens, see see? Yah wanna shoot me somewhere? I ca'guarentee that I'd rise right back up! O'course you could shoot m'in the heart where it is... but I make some extra care not to show m'heart ta people... eh? Eh? (Zombie looks at Cricket sugesstively) Wanna see my heart...?

Cricket: I---have no interest in shooting you. That`s... quite alright. *She shifts uncomfortably, clearing her throat before continuing.* Right... so---uh, word is you were quite close to... Henry Ghast? Anything to share on him...?

Zombie: Henwy mah boy! Such a shame Vuwture got him killed... I'will make sure to make it even though... (Zombie's tone is notably darker, but goes back to being lighthearted again) Henwy was a nice lass... kinda sigh... we always kinda needed to go into some foreplay before we-

Cricket: --That`s good! Okay! I---understand. Yes. Er--r-right---so---moving right along---lets... uh--the Holiday Killer! ... I`d like to know what exactly he`s planning... does this really stop at Ms. Mio...?

Zombie: O'f course not! He's got plenty planned fo'you all... Paladin... Vuwture... The Family... just you'll wait... course I can't say'a thing yet! But... just wait... you'll see soon enough...

Cricket: ... We /will/ see about that. I believe this concludes your interview, Zombie. You may leave.

Zombie: Yeah'sure what'sma threat level by the way?

Cricket: Your---oh. I-- *She frowns, furrowing her eyebrows.* ... Threat level A. Have a good day.

Zombie: Only A!? That'some buuullllll.... (Zombie exits)

Re: Profile Layout and Profiles · **MochaLatte** Mon Nov 18, 2013 9:38 pm

Dossier

Username: MochaLatte

Name: Hazel Lincoln

Codename: Gum-Gun-Girl "GGG"

Age: 14

Gender: Female

Height: 5'2

Sexuality: Bi-Curious

Relationship Status: Single

Notable Crimes: Thefts of candy, Vandelism, Assault, Murder

Faction: Independent but may go with the family

Assignment in Faction:

Fighting Style: She uses her acrobatic, and self-taught martial arts to win her battles, along with home made guns that shoot out gumballs, or staples. They are usually made out of house hold items. Though normally she tries to get away from fights by uses her grappling hook. Though oddly enough she is usually scene using a giant bendy straw as her weapon. Hazel is aware of, and cherishes her cuteness, and will often use it to her advantage.

Psychological Analysis: Hazel is buoyant, cheerful, bouncy, energetic, and full of spirit. She is an optimist who skips through life with an assortment of extremely colorful clothes that remind her of sweets. She appears to be very outgoing and has a fearless curiosity. Despite her cheerful attitude and her ability to be able to look on the bright side, she can occasionally get her feelings hurt, and seems to have a low self-worth. Hazel abhors lying and is a terrible liar herself, often blurting out whatever it is about which she is trying to lie. She lives in a world of preteen novels (mostly about vampires), and her fixation on finding her one true love occasionally lands her in sticky situations which ultimately requires help to get out of. She is rarely angry or upset, and generally keeps a positive outlook. She is somewhat naive at times. Hazel is aware of, and cherishes her cuteness. Though a girl is not without her darkness, and since being born in NML, and being one of the few children to survive for so long she can be psychotic. The overwhelming happiness that she harbors is used to help balance out her darkness, since she has no problem with murder. But if triggered a monster is revealed.

Theme Music: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vcPE8BJ8z0E&list=FLTYOmSFVE5RKGBdvWZ7o5Xw

Threat Level: (Leave blank, this threat level will be assigned to your character in the interview)

Interview

(Hazel is brought into the room, handcuffed)
Charles: Please, sit down miss...

Hazel: Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee~ Okay~ (Hazel jumps into her chair and takes out a candy cane from her shirt and began to suck on it with a little bit of trouble) Hwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwiiiiiiiiiiiii~

Charles: Ahem... (Charles clears his throat, not amused) please state your name and occupation miss-

Hazel: I'm Hazel! Pleased to meet you! And I have no job! N-O J-O-B-B... I am looking for one though~!

Charles: I- I see... and could you please explain to me why you are in this facility...?

Hazel: I was BORN'D here... B-O-R-N-D! Nooooooo! (Hazel's candy cane falls to the floor, and looks like she is about to cry) That... Was my last one... No... No... It was the last of it's series... Raseberry Blue Twist Candy Cane... Now I gotta go with... Stupid Peppermint...

Charles: Understandable... do you have a last name miss...?

Hazel: I'm sorry, but do you not see the travesty that I am going through right now!? My candy is now soiled! I swear I will cut a bitch...... But yes... Um... Lincoln! L-I-C-O... L-N! Lincoln like the president! I am related to him! Probably... Most likely not... But can you imagine me with that beard!?

Charles: Surely yes I see the comparison. (He says with a straight face) Have you ever taken a life before...?

Hazel: Ha! Everyone does... Taken a life? Like I would a bank loan? (Hazel stares at him blankly... She was serious...)

Charles: Not as trivial, not by a longshot... have you killed someone before...?

Hazel: Oh yes! That I do... Lots of... They asked for it (she said in a dark tone before going chipper again.) Mostly it was for pie... And a cheesecake... And a merengye... And for my stash! (Hazel gets up and shuffles a bit with her cuffds and out came her stash after some serious bending) Here it is! My pride and joy! Feast your eyes, but no touching... (Her bag had a smiley face on it)

Charles: (lowers his eyes) Well then... do you know of Vulture Team and The Family...? What do you think abotu both factions...?

Hazel: I think they're GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREAT! Like my idol Phony the Liger says! Vulture is like... All big and stuff! And all moody and dark Like nsdjsdefbhl.jdfbcqekjfb.qejkfbca wkfjbdn! And they're boss Reminds me of a hotdog! And Family is like- (Hazel's facial expression changes into something serious, along with her voice) We are going to take out shit back, and our boss was obsessed with meat! M-E-E-T! Meat! Seriously the guy should be focusing his time on something more productive... Like me! I do productive things all the time! Like one time I tried to see how much Smile Dip I could handle... It did not bode well... I was offered Candy Paws and when I woke up I had fingers in my mouth... (Hazel's eyes went wide when recalling this memory! But she snapped back to reality very fast that it would have made your neck crack) Also! I am deciding between the two! Not sure who I like more... Birds or Full House!

Charles: U-huh... and just how to your survive in this city...?

Hazel: I drink the blood of my enemies!... And a strawberry Yoo-Whoo... LIke... Do you mean what do I eat? E-A-T? Or like… Something else?

Charles: Ahem... nevermind- how old are you?

Hazel: (She begins to count on her fingers) I am... Not ten... I am... 14! 14 years old! My birthday was yesterday... (Hazle said as she looked bashful and a little sad.)

Charles: Quite young... (Writes something down on her dossier) Do you have any friends here...?

Hazel: Really? My mom said that I was quite old... I don't know... That's why I'm looking for a group to join... (Hazel seems somewhat depressed)

Charles: Oh, alright then... Well I can see youa re fairly harmless and not malicious in nature. You are Threat Level D.. is there anything else you would like to say?

Hazel: D? Wait... You think I'm harmless? That's the first thing anyone ever said to me! (Hazel looks very happy) They said that I'm harmful to their health! Does that mean... You like me~ (Hazel turns bashful, and blushes) YOU SCALLIWAG! (She pushes him very hard off of his chair and laughs very hard)

Charles: (Charles has a monotone expression on his face as he is tipped off his chair, he still sits neatly only his char even after it is topped back.) You may leave now Hazel, our interview is over.

Hazel: Okay! The girl of your dreams says bye-bye for now! Call me! Oh wait I don't have a phone... Write me!... Oh no I don't have an address... I'll be back! (Hazels gets dragged out while squealing)

END INTERVIEW[/i]

Re: Profile Layout and Profiles · dbzhardcore Tue Nov 19, 2013 6:42 pm

Dossier

Profile Layout and Profiles - Page 2 RoronoaZorofull689603

Username: dbzhardcore

Name: Paul McAllister

Codename: Mr. Magnum

Age: 35

Gender: Male

Height: 6'1"

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Relationship Status: Single

Notable Crimes: Murder of multiple mafia members, murder of countless number of innocents, theft, for being too old compared to everyone else.

Faction: The Family

Assignment in Faction: Boss of the Bovino Family

Fighting Style: Paul is great at using any handgun or sort of weapon like that. His personal favorite is his magnum in which he has used to help him whenever he was in trouble. After losing his left arm, Paul got a cybernetic arm to help him ease with everyday life. Nothing has put much into him except for a bit of cybernetics in his legs to help him move a bit faster.

Psychological Analysis: Paul is still level headed and calm whenever the situation calls for it. He has a bit of trouble controlling his emotions however when Eve is mentioned or noticed. He has told himself countless times over and over again that it will never work out between the two if he ever told her the truth. Even though he has a serious face when at work, he still has a tiny hint of blush whenever Eve is seen. He has stopped drinking and smoking to help his body from destroying itself and has spent his free time to exercise and to build up some muscle.

Theme Music: N/A

Threat Level: (Leave blank, this threat level will be assigned to your character in the interview)

Interview
(Here is how the interview works. First of all you need a Skype account. You will need it for this interview. The interview might take anywhere between 10 minutes to, well... a very long time. The length of the interview will also vary. It will be much more interactive and flexible than the interview from acts 1 and 2. In this interview, your character has been forcibly brought in from No Man's Land (if they have been in No Man's Land prior to this RP) or from the outside world (If they are new inmates) to Paladin HQ for an interview. Much to their surprise they find that they are being interviewed by Charles Paladin, the very owner of the prison (Or in some cases his personal assistant). It is a dark room, with only a single damp light in the middle. There are two wooden chairs, a wooden table between them. Charles sits upon the chair on the opposite side of the room. He is holding your characters dosier. You will contact (Adam Severino AKA Pan) on Skype, where you will conduct the interview via Skype. After it is done please copy and paste the entire interview into this profile. Your profile does not need an approval after the interview is done. However, the rest of the profile must be completeled and posted in this thread before you begin the interview.)

Charles: Hello there, please, make yourself comfortable...

END INTERVIEW

Re: Profile Layout and Profiles · dbzhardcore Tue Nov 19, 2013 7:01 pm

Dossier

Profile Layout and Profiles - Page 2 SouryuuLeonfull1585661

Username: dbzhardcore

Name: Isaac Harvey

Codename: Blondy

Age: 19

Gender: Male

Height: 5'10"

Sexuality: Heterosexual (Exc for Orane) (Heteroflexible)

Relationship Status: Single

Notable Crimes: Killing his mother, injuring classmates, blowing up a house, for being too much of a wimp.

Faction: Vulture Team

Assignment in Faction: Lieutenant of the Domestic Division

Fighting Style: Isaac is not good at fighting in close combat. He likes to be at far away distances where he can use his cards to do the job for him. He has a little bit of muscle since helping out with Mocha but is still weak in a fight.

Psychological Analysis: Isaac has been a bit happier after the past events. He seems to look at life a little bit better now than before. He cares for everyone in the Vulture Team and makes sure that no one is hurt. It took some time but it looks like he as got in over the death of Orane, a person he had a crush on. He might still harber a bit of regret in there so he has a bit of complications in his head at the moment. Isaac is mostly seen the most happy when talking to Buddi compared to the other members.

Theme Music: N/A

Threat Level: C

Interview
(Isaac is brought into the room, handcuffed)
Charles: Please, sit down, make yourself comfortable.

Isaac: *Tries to resist but struggles* Tch why am I here in this room anyway!? *Looks at the wooden chair* Yeah I'll try to see how comfortable I can be in that sort of chair.

Charles: Just sit down, be polite, and we will be through this quickly... okay? I've found that out of your allies... those who adressed me with respect were answer back with respect... and those who fought back got hurt...

Isaac: S-Sorry sir...I won't do that again. *Sits down*

Charles: Thank you. Now, state your name and occupation...?

Isaac: My name is Isaac Harvey and I am Lieutenant of the Domestic Division. I-I make sure that everything is neat and tidy around the base.

Charles: Ah... the domestic division... I already interviewed your captain. You are currently in Vulture Team... but you weren't always... were you?

Isaac: Oh you already interviewed Ms. Mocha? Then her answers will help of what our division does. *Looks away* No....no I was not always part of this team.

Charles: You used to work for The Inquisitor, correct? Many footmen along with another officer, Buddi, share the same story...

Isaac: Huh? How did you know I used to work for The Inquisitor? ...You already interviewed Buddi? You didn't hurt him...did you? If you want to know though...then yes, I worked for the Inquisitor as one of their officers.

Charles: I am Charles Paladin. This -is- my city... I know many things that have gone by in my domain. Yes... you were once with The Inquisitor, and yet you were accepted into Vulture Team. Once they were your enemies... why do you think they accepted you...?

Isaac: ...There was no other choice. With Jade leading his faction and the Inquisitor footmen, there was nowhere else to go. I was happy when I found Buddi and Orane...there was a chance. When Vulture offered, I couldn't refuse. I would rather work for them than Jade...I think they accepted me since they saw our vulnerability we were and how we needed help. Thinking about it though, I don't regret the decision seeing how nice they are Mr. Paladin.

Charles: Ahem... I see. Well how many years have you been in this city? What were you imprisoned for...?

Isaac: I don't think I even remember how long I've been here? Maybe it's been 1-2 years or maybe it's been 3-4? I forgot really what year it's been but I was imprisoned for the murder of my mother.

Charles: Uhuh... astonishing... and you're known for being quite gimicky... cards...? Do you really use simple cards as weapons...?

Isaac: Mr. Paladin do you like playing cards? Ever seen how fun and simple they and yet how complicated they can be. You shouldn't underestimate them.

Charles: Suuuure... and they supposedly explode and such, right?

Isaac: You tell me. If this is your city then you should know how my cards work, right?

Charles: Uh... actually no... why should I care why your cards work...?

Isaac: *Is quite shocked to hear this* ...I-I see...because my cards are the best of the best.

Charles: And you live in a city where there are cyborgs that can exterminate cities in a matter of seconds...

Isaac: Not the worst I've ever faced.

Charles: I am painfully aware of how dangerous my city can be... what do you think of Vulture Team's current leader? Ryder Mercy...?

Isaac: Ryder? I think as of right now he's being a good leader, making everything is in order. I wonder how he is faring though with the loss of Jo. Even though there is hope that she is still alive I wonder how it's affecting his mentality. I still believe though that he is doing his best.

Charles: Since Jo's death... Vulture Team has actually increased in power... and grown into No Man's Land biggest superpower... what do you make of that?

Isaac: Huh it actually has? Now that you mention it there seems to be more people and more work to clean and tend to...I think it's a positive sign seeing how progressing Vulture is and maybe negative if it gets out of hand? I'm not certain.

Charles: Interesting... well I say our conversation has coem to an end, no? Any last words before we part ways now?

Isaac: Hmmmm before I go...I hope you can enjoy yourseld to some tea before the day comes to an end. Remember though, cards do work!!!

Charles: You have quite a love for cards... interesting. Hm... very well, you may leave now. Thread Level C.

Isaac: Good day Mr. Paladin. *Leaves*

END INTERVIEW

Re: Profile Layout and Profiles · scullpanda Wed Nov 20, 2013 12:20 am

Dossier

Username: Scullpanda

Name:Rika Rose

Codename:
Cemetery Angel

Age:
22

Gender:
Female

Height:
5’8

Sexuality:
pansexual

Relationship Status:
Single

Notable Crimes:
Murder, Arms Dealing, Possession of Illegal Firearms, Theft, Trespassing on Private Property

Faction:
Vulture Team

Assignment in Faction:

Fighting Style: Rika's fighting style is she is fast and silent she fights using dual guns that she affectionately named Freyia and Zia she is very comfortable with shooting and can shoot from long distances with little difficulty, she also uses knives when in close combat striking with fast and deadly accuracy with little regard for human life.

Psychological Analysis: Rika is very stable considering the shock she suffered as a child, the only side effects of that trauma is the ever present voice that she claims she hears, she also presents paranoid tendencies with violent outbursts.

Theme Music:
Six gun quota - Seether

Threat Level:
C

(Carrie takes a seat in a small room. She takes out the dossier on Rika and sighs) Oh great...in ignorant girl. She has absolutely no decency in clothing...I hope the cold kills her. (Rika is led in, handcuffed) Take a seat, I'm busy and I don't want to deal with such scum as you. I will ask questions, you will answer, do you understand, or do I need to repeat myself?

Rika- Whatever lets get this done with I have books to read and places not to be
(sits down)
(crosses arms and sighs)

Carrie- (rolls her eyes) I suggest you not give that tone to me. We are in control, and you should have respect. If not for this place, you'd be dead. Now, tell me about yourself,
profession and what not. (is set to write)

Rika- (sighs again looks at her arms and starts thinking of what her next tattoo design will be) Well its in your folder, what my name, age, weight, place of birth and bust is so lets get down to my job (smirks) as you know I'm an arms dealer and i killed people who got in my way

Carrie- An arms dealer? A smuggler then. Oh how horrid a profession. (writes it down) How long have you done this business?
Rika- Well lets think hmm I have been doing this since I was 18 ( thinks about her tattoo hmm maybe a snow scene) and I like what I do, its not horrid it pays the bills just like your crappy job ( under her breath) bitch

Carrie- Well, I at least have decency! You are so dense you cannot even clothe yourself proper. (pauses in speech) So, around 3 years? Well, at least you have some promise. You can be reformed...(giggles to herself) I'm sorry, there actually is no hope for you. So, you deal arms and apparently hate yourself so much I feel the need to ink your body to the point of excessiveness. Gruesome. (writes a few more things down) So, what kind of weapons are you best with? Firearms or normal weaponary?

Rika- (pulls out needle from arm) Its art, and no its not ink, each dot is a needle in my skin, I like to redecorate. And I don't care to clothe myself because I don't feel the elements, and I just don't care. I like what little I wear, it lets me watch people,( sizes carrie up) I can tell a persons character for instance I can see that your a up tight, shrewd, prude, pencil pusher who hate me as much as I hate her just by the way you look at me ( cringes and smirks ) and if you don't have it in your folder there all the people I have killed were killed with guns so figure it out ( puts back needle in arm)

Carrie- Repulsive creature. Do you pause to breath, or do you enjoy running your mouth to the point of boredom? (pauses and makes a quick note) Moving on, you work for Vulture Team correct? What do you think of them?

Rika-(has the fuck off face) Look bitch I don't think your great either you are just a means to an end. And this whole team thing is new, I just met this dude in a cemetery and he just talked to me after a while and suggested I join.( looks at arms and stops to think ) its not for shits and giggles I want to survive its for self preservation I don't give a shit about my so called team, I have only ever met like three of them and honestly they don't really light my spark ( starts to think about her tattoo again and starts to pull out needles and rearrange them putting some in between her teeth for safe keeping… beginning to get pissed off thinks of spitting needles at the woman across from her)

Carrie- So, you dislike Vulture? Who have you met exactly?

Rika- I don't dislike anyone, save yourself and your band of merry ass hats , they keep me alive so no I can't say I dislike them, and I don't know his name he had piercings and red hair and was annoyingly persistent (still thinking about spitting the needles at the bitch)

Carrie- That would be the leader, Ryder? What do you think of the former leader, Jo? She recently disappeared and hasn't returned. How has that affected the team?

Rika- I have only met like three of them, and I don't think a Jo was part of them, one was that red haired dude Ryder, one had red hair and was a chick and the other white hair and was a dude, I keep to myself and stay in my cemetery I don't care how its effecting them as long as they can get the fucking job done. I'm not here to make friends and play nice its fucking better, this ways anyway people annoy me. Just like your ass is doing right now ( hits table eyes carrie and shoots a needle at her from her mouth) just piss off lady I have better things to do then answer your fucking queries you know like mass murder and arms dealing all those things in your little fucking folder. Can I fucking leave?

Carrie (catches the needle in her hand, and crushes it) Sorry, but that won't work on me. I am not someone to be treated lightly, Rika dearest. (smirks) So, what do you think of the Family? They could have more to offer you if you want to be left alone. Joining a team and wanting isolation don't really go together.

Rika- Does it look like I give a fuck ( smiles and puts needles back into her arm in a new design it looks like a tribal thing) this dude gave me a good offer and leaves me be, honestly I have a family and its fucked up I don't want to be in a new one thanks, so no I don't think anything of the stupid fucking family. And a the team isn't a fucking babysitter they leave me well enough alone and when I want to be social i am (pulls out cigarette lights it and starts to smoke)

Carrie- (the cigarette is gone, so is the lighter) Sorry, no smoking. (she pockets the lighter) Remember you're being recorded for later, Miss Rika. What you have tried to pull will be held against you. Threat Level E. (writes it down) Any other comments?

Rika- ( sits silently tapping on the table… kinda wanting her cigarets back thinks about it to mental check if thats her last and remembers she has more…. but still she doesn't like it when her stuff is taken away ) Thanks for wasting my time

Carrie- Alright. Get out of here. Guards, escort her out! (the guards come in to get Rika)

Rika- (sticks out tongue on the way out )

Carrie- (crushes the lighter, and drops it) Oops. (door cloes)

END INTERVIEW

Willow Sinclair · Skylark-13 Wed Nov 20, 2013 4:07 am

Dossier

Username: Skylark-13

Name: Willow Sinclair

Codename: Cyanide Stiletto

Age: 19

Gender: Female

Height: 5’5”

Sexuality: Bisexual

Relationship Status: Dating Gunnar Maverick and Holden Krause

Notable Crimes: Murder- definitely lots of murder, of whoever refused to model her clothes. There was little discrimination between victims, and she killed whoever without much restraint. There was also torture, along with sale of illegal, contraband items. There are a few, minor counts of sexual harassment as well as theft- mostly for her sewing supplies.

Faction: Independent

Assignment in Faction: Also Independent

Fighting Style: Willow uses a variety of small, sharp weapons to speedily attack and kill most of her enemies. Having owned and worked in a small clothing shop before coming to No Man’s Land, many of her weapons are based around that- knives, scissors, needles, and even lengths of ribbon. She’s quick on her feet, especially since she’s so small, and can use her weapons with deadly results. Although they aren’t really related, she also has acupuncture needles on her, since they’re much larger and can do more damage.

Psychological Analysis: Willow seems to be at least somewhat… insane. Before coming to No Man’s Land she lived in and owned a small clothing shop, where she would hunt for living models for her things. If she managed to lure someone in yet they didn’t want to at least try something on so she could take a picture, she’d poison them to preserve the quality of their body then use them as a sort of mannequin for her clothes. She’s very into fashion, one would almost say obsessed, and kept a book of her ‘victims’ in various outfits. This, of course, was lost when she was arrested. Another thing she was known for was using the bones of her decaying corpses to make jewelry, which she sold at the same price as ivory pieces- never admitting they were human bone until, again, after she was arrested. Despite this gory and morbid habit, she’s quite cheerful- maybe too cheerful. She’s happy and outgoing, very rarely showing any sadness at all- which doesn’t seem natural at all, really. Overall, she’s cheerful and happy, sassy and silly, and has a rather… morbid handful of habits.

Theme Music: TBA

Threat Level: B

Interview

(Willow is brought into the room, handcuffed)

Charles: Please, sit down... make yourself comfortable.

Willow: Oh! Hi! *Grins as she bounces across the room and onto the chair, giggling a little as she looks over at him* What’s your name?

Charles: Charles, Charles Paladin. Perhaps you know of me? I own the facility in which you are currently occupied in.

Willow: ...Charles…? Nah, can’t say I have heard of ya- *Giggles cheerfully* That’s okay though, you’ll become popular one day!! … Though, you don’t have the best taste in property.

Charles: If I were interested in real estate I wouldn't be shipping in murderers like you into my city, ma'am.

Willow: Oh, is that what this is about? Pff… People overreact simply too much! I have to have models for my clothes, after all… *Giggles cheerily* You’d make a fine model, as a matter of fact… I don’t suppose I could persuade you to try some things on…?

Charles: I have been wearing the same suits for decades- it would be foolish to change them now-

Willow: Oh, but they could look so much better! *Gets up, setting the handcuffs with their lock picked on the table as she moved around and started tugging at the suit* It should fit a little tighter here… and this could be sewn better… and if this were a different color, you’d look simply stunning…! *Grins at him happily*

Charles: (Not amused) Sit down or one of my guards will taser you-

Willow: … *Pouts* That’s not very nice…! I’m just trying to help… *Crosses her arms, standing there a few moments before returning to her seat* You’re no fun.

Charles: That's right, I'm not fun. Now, how long have you been in this city and what is your occupation?

Willow: … *Sighs, playing with the handcuffs on the table* A few months… probably just two… and I’m a seamstress! *Grins* I had my own little shop before they arrested me, I’d make clothes and pick up models off the street… For some reason, people didn’t agree with my methods… *Shrugs*

Charles: You killed people…

Willow: … Only the ones that wouldn’t try on my clothes! *Crosses her arms and pouts* … I was nice about it at least, I mean… a little cyanide here, arsenic there… I didn’t want to ruin the bodies of course…! … Though, after a bit, they did start to stink awful bad…

Charles: (Charles narrows his eyes) Right... and you used to live in San Francisco...?

Willow: … Yeah! *Bounces in her seat* It was great, I loved it there, especially after I met Gunnar and Holden…! They made things so entertaining~ *Giggles*

Charles: Gunnar and Holden eh...? Could you tell me about them?

Willow: They’re great! I mean, at first they didn’t wanna try on my clothes so I kinda started feeling like I needed to poison them because I simply could not let those bodies pass me by without some pictures but before long I realized that they were just too cute!! Especially Gunnar with his little hamsters- and of course Holden and his little rants about social justice and all, they’re both just adorable!!!

Charles: Hmph... how long have you all known each other...?

Willow: Oh! Um… probably a few years now…? I actually didn’t pay much attention it was simply too fun to be around them! *Giggles happily*

Charles: And how did you all get admitted into my facililty...?

Willow: … Well um- Gunnar and I both kind of kill people and we got caught shortly after San Francisco was obliterated- as for Holden I’m honestly not sure but he did something! Heehee.

Charles: I see... well.. mind going a bit into your past? What started your passion for fashion....? D-did that just rhyme...? My god I am a horrible person…

Willow: … Oh! Well you see, my parents owned this little clothing shop and all- and then- um… w-when they… *Frowns a little, clenching her fist around the handcuffs* … When they were murdered, I took over for them. I grew up with it though- you could say it’s in my blood! *Soon smiles again, with all her previous cheer*

Charles: Yeeeaah... well, how many live have you taken... ?

Willow: … Oh that’s a tough one- um… *Starts counting on her fingers under her breath* … Probably at least 700 by now! *Grins and giggles behind her hand*

Charles: That's disgusting…

Willow: Hey! *Frowns dramatically* I needed those people for models…! They wouldn’t do it willingly so I killed them and forced them! … And then when they rotted I made jewelry from their bones and told people it was ivory when I sold it… *Smiles dreamily* Ahh, I miss that…

Charles: Threat level B... anything else you'd like to tell me before we end this...?

Willow: Mr- Charles was it? Mr. Charles, you really should reconsider letting me design your suits… *Smiles, slowly standing before she walked around the table to him* … Or might I suggest the taste of cyanide to convince you? *Holds up a small little pill threateningly*

Charles: Get this woman out of this room... right now. (Charles looks over to his guards)

Willow: … No! B-but- I- I just wanted to help you, really! I’m not used to having more elderly models! You’d be great, I swear! Pleeeease?! *Dodges around the table to avoid the guards*

Charles: Goodbye now, ma'am.

Willow: You bastard!! I could have made you look great! I could have made people fear you…!!! *Starts pelting him with poison tablets, before the guards grab her by the arms and drag her away* Nooooooo!!!

END INTERVIEW

Re: Profile Layout and Profiles · **Not Manchee** Fri Nov 22, 2013 8:08 pm

Dossier

Username: Not Manchee

Name: Mr Bear

Codename: Beplushed Menace

Age: Unknown

Gender: Male (probably)

Height: Tall

Sexuality: Unknown

Relationship Status: Casually dating various crane-machine plushies

Notable Crimes: Mass murder, several Build-A-Bear Workshop robberies, terrorism

Faction: The Family

Assignment in Faction: LT in Leone Family

Fighting Style: Mr Bear is a heavily armed, cybernetic and martial arts specialist. Legend has it he was in the CIA, the SS, and the Yakuza, so he learned various ways of killing, torturing and "convincing". Opponents also find his giant bear head unnerving, so that his very presence is imposing and terrifying to most, giving him a psychological advantage in battle. He was also conveniently programmed with a powerful antivirus, making it difficult for hackers who are not top-notch to mess with his system.

Psychological Analysis: Mr Bear is a giant robot bear samurai. At least, that's all the psychologists can get out of him and who he is. His actions suggest strong psychopathic tendencies, as well as commitment issues and a sometimes uncontrollable bloodlust. He shows no remorse for his actions, and refers to his sexual partners as "toys". It is difficult to analyse much more, as Mr Bear's robotic face betrays no emotion, and his computer-generated voice only increases the mystery.

Theme Music:

Threat Level: B

Interview
( In this interview, your character has been forcibly brought in from No Man's Land (if they have been in No Man's Land prior to this RP) or from the outside world (If they are new inmates) to Paladin HQ for an interview. Much to their surprise they find that they are being interviewed by Charles Paladin, the very owner of the prison (Or in some cases his personal assistant). It is a dark room, with only a single damp light in the middle. There are two wooden chairs, a wooden table between them. Charles sits upon the chair on the opposite side of the room. He is holding your characters dosier.)

(Mr Bear is brought into the room, handcuffed)

Charles: Welcome Mr... (Charles takes a second look at the dossier) Bear? Please... make yourself comfortable...

Bear: (sits on the chair, the empty eyes of his mask seeming to stare at Charles' soul. He remains silent.)

Charles: Would you please introduce yourself and give me your occupation?

Bear: (in a monotone, robotic voice) Mr Bear. I do lots of things. At the moment, I am working for Mr Masaru.

Charles: Aaaaand... yeeeeaaahhh.... (Charles cannot believe he is interviewing a robot bear samurai... yet somehow the figure before him actually seems terrifying) Could you explain to me why you wear the... bear thing...?

Bear: Because I am a bear. (He remains absolutely still as he speaks)

Charles: Uh... uh... so... you seem to wield a japanese sword... could you explain that...?

Bear: Katana. It is called a katana. (He looks down at his katana, then back up to Charles with lifeless eyes) I like it. It cuts through a lot, effortlessly so.

Charles: How did you get it...?

Bear: This particular one was a gift from the Yakuza: I liked it. So I got it. No one complained. A gift.

Charles: You are no longer with them... you're currently working with The Family correct...? Could you... explain your motivations for working with them...?

Bear: They can afford crane-machines. (a long pause follows) They also have landsharks.

Charles: But... you do realize that since the death of Mario Falcone The Family has been decaying into nothingness... right? (Charles raises an eyebrow)

Bear: I have hope. (The word sounds strange, even in the robot voice) I take that back. I have demands. Masaru has promised to fulfill those demands.

Charles: Your demands... and they are?

Bear: Crane-machines. Ammunition. Extra batteries.

Charles: Why do you need batteries...?

Bear: Why not?

Charles: Fair enough. So your dossier states you have worked for many organizations... could you name them all and explain them...?

Bear: The CIA. The SS. The Yakuza. I would expect a man of your status would know these.

Charles: I do... however... please explain to me how you could have worked for all three organizations...

Bear: I have seen things, Charles. I have done things. Things you could not imagine. Things you could not understand. History and I go way back. The trick is...(he pauses) extra batteries. And a lot of wiring.

Charles: Do you fancy yourself a machine Mr Bear...?

Bear: I fancy myself a bear.

Charles: Ooooh right... what do you think of Vulture Team then...? The rivals to your organization...?

Bear: They do not have crane-machines. They are plagued by emotion. They do not even have landsharks. Therefore, they are useless to me.

Charles: Alright. What do you think of your boss...es.... Mariko and Masaru... the cobosses of the Leone Family...?

Bear: They give me tasks. I carry them out. It is a profitable relationship. I do not read any further into this.

Charles: Well then let us get to the bottom of this... what is The Family planning...? Are they starting a new gang war with Vulture Team...?

Bear: They could be. They could not be. I do not believe I am allowed to give you that information, Charles.

Charles: Hmph... Threat Level B, are interview is done here Mr. Bear...

Bear: (gets up and leaves silently)

END INTERVIEW

Re: Profile Layout and Profiles · **Amazing Pan-Sensei** Fri Nov 22, 2013 10:29 pm

Dossier

Username: Pan-Senei

Name: Jack Harrison (?)

Codename: Formerly Gangsta Pimp- now known as "Jackal"

Age: 33

Gender: Male

Height: 6"0

Sexuality: Straight

Relationship Status: Widowed

Notable Crimes: Many instances of murder, running a large criminal network, treason against Paladin

Faction: Vulture BABIES

Assignment in Faction: ???

Fighting Style: Jackal is not an adept fighter, despite his claims to have worked with the KGB, Marines, Space Marines, Samurai, Black Ninjas, and Paladin he shows no such training. However, he does have hold on his person a powerful Paladin invention known as "Alter Time", which takes the form of a glowing hourglass. It produces several glowing "Bubbles" which upon making contact with a living lifeform will slow them down. The more an individual comes in contact with these bubbles, the more their weight seems to increase. In truth these bubbles are actually made out of a substance that appears to be a goo-like, but weighs several pounds. Something as simple as water can reduce the goo to a harmless substance that will simply fall off.

Psychological Analysis: Jack Harrison does not seem to remember his days as a Paladin officer at all, at least not on a sensible level. Though he claims to have "worked with" Paladin, he has no true memories besides that other than it being "Super cool". In truth, Jack seems to have completely reverted to his Gangsta Pimp persona. While previously this was just an act, now he seems to truly believe that is his personality. He does not remember the death of his wife and child, however he does remember that he really wanted Jade dead. His memory seems to be particular picky about a lot, which is downright bizarre. Black Dragon is believe to be involved in this case.

Theme Music: Jackal Theme - They are All Those of Justice

Threat Level: (Leave blank, this threat level will be assigned to your character in the interview)

Interview
(Here is how the interview works. First of all you need a Skype account. You will need it for this interview. The interview might take anywhere between 10 minutes to, well... a very long time. The length of the interview will also vary. It will be much more interactive and flexible than the interview from acts 1 and 2. In this interview, your character has been forcibly brought in from No Man's Land (if they have been in No Man's Land prior to this RP) or from the outside world (If they are new inmates) to Paladin HQ for an interview. Much to their surprise they find that they are being interviewed by Charles Paladin, the very owner of the prison (Or in some cases his personal assistant). It is a dark room, with only a single damp light in the middle. There are two wooden chairs, a wooden table between them. Charles sits upon the chair on the opposite side of the room. He is holding your characters dosier. You will contact (Adam Severino AKA Pan) on Skype, where you will conduct the interview via Skype. After it is done please copy and paste the entire interview into this profile. Your profile does not need an approval after the interview is done. However, the rest of the profile must be completeled and posted in this thread before you begin the interview.)

Jack is led into the room, handcuffed.)
Cricket: Hello... please do have a seat.

Jack: Nugget don't tell me what to do. (Jack lifts his chin up)

Cricket: Please have a seat. This is no more than a simple interview---I`ll have you in and out soon. *She frowns; it seems she`s already pretty done with these things...*

Jack: Naw naw, yah see, Jackal ain't at all simple! Jackel a very complicated and emotional character! One time he watch Titanic! Oh Jack was crying all over the place!

Cricket: Titanic is quite the emotional film... but, please, do cooperate with me.

Jack: Nugget fuck the police.

Cricket: Alrighty then! Please introduce yourself and state your occupation!

Jack: Jack is Jack, Jack be many things... a freedom fighter, a humanitarian... a black ninja... a samurai... the list goes on. Sometimes Jack wonders if anyone can truly be as awesome as Jack. Lemme let you in on one thing though Panda... its a secret though so don't go saying it around to people...

Cricket: My---name is---actually--I`ll just--okay. Yes. So, you`re aligned with Vulture Team, right?

Jack: Yo... yo... YO! YOYOYOYOYOYOYOYOYOYO THERE! DON'T YOU TALK ABOUT MY VULTURE BABIES THIS WAY! JO AND PONY BOY ARE LIKE MY BIFFLES!

Cricket: Vulture...babies...? I-- ... *She frowns, shifting a bit.* ... Josephine---or, the Boss---has been missing for quite a few months now... she`s presumed to be dead. I... assume you held her in very high regards...?

Jack: Jo ain't dead. You just all dumb bitches. Next question.

Cricket: I-- ... alright. Uh---since her disappearence---Mr. Mercy has taken charge... under him, the organization has really flourished.... what do you think of him?

Jack: Ponyboy? Well Jack be like Ponyboys' spiritual mentor... he teach Ponyboy many things. Well, jack is pretty sure Ponyboy is gay! Oh, and that he from the moon or some shirt like that- but he Jack's bro no matter what-

Cricket: ... Okay... so---you`re... dossier...states you used to work for Paladin...? Is that right?

Jack: Aw yeah! Jack remember them babes! Yah know- Jack originally join Paladin to find some bitches- but, Jack pretty much forgot- oh did Jack mention he used to be in the KGB as a space lawyer? Jack pretty sure that important...

Cricket: A space lawyer...? I.... Hm... how`d that work out...?

Jack: SO YOU SEE! JACK WENT TO SPACE LAWYER LAW SCHOOL! LOCATED IN THE HOLY ROMAN EMPIRE! HE GO DOWN MANY PATHS BUT EVENTUALLY HE SETTLED ONE WORKING WITH THE KGB. THE KGB TRAINED JACK IN THE WAYS OF FUNK, TEACHING HIM THE KNOWLEDGE AND WISDOM OF THE FUNK MASTERS. EVENTUALLY IT WAS JACK'S TIME, THUS HE TOOK ON THE GIANT POMERANIAN IN A MAGICAL DUEL TO THE DEATH. JACK TO THIS DAY IS KNOWN AS JACK THE POMERANIAN SLAYER. THEN JACK USED THE POMERANIAN TO GO TO SPACE, BECOMING A SUCESSFUL SPACE LAWYER. JACK SUCCEEDED IN MANY SPACE LAWSUITS AND GET IG JIGGY WITH MANY ALIEN SPACE BOOTIES BEFORE HE RETIRED AND TRAVELLED BACK TO EARTH, THEN-

Cricket: -- Okay. So, your weapon-- could you explain it to me?

Jack: Jack stole it when walking out of my cell right now- it does some cool bubbly thing- and whenever a bitch touches Jack's bubbles- they be feeling the weight! Eventually JACK REALIZED THAT THE BUBBLES COULD BE USED TO MANIFEST THE POWER OF THE FUNK! THIS LEAD TO JACK'S DISCOVERY OF GOD HIMSELF! JACK WAS BESTOWED THE WISDOM FROM OUR CREATOR- EVENTUALLY REALIZING THAT "I CAN'T BELIEVE IT'S NOT BUTTER" IS ACTUALLY BUTTER! KNOWING THIS- JACK TRAVELLED THROUGH THE COSMOS TO FIND THE GREAT BUTTER GOD AND DESTROY HIM TO SAVE PONYBOY'S LIFE FROM TRAGEDY- oh right I forgot to do that one-

Cricket: ---Ah. *She pauses... then nods, steadily, glancing down at his dossier.* ... Speaking of which... tell me how you tell me about your... 'Gangsta Pimp' persona? You... used to be... quite different...

Jack: Jack got no idea what you mean- Jack has always been this way.

Cricket: ... Are---you sure? No clue on how you developed this personality...? Anything?

Jack: Nugget, Jack got no idea what you talkin' about. Jack only be Jackal now because he no longer in the bitches business- yah know, once Jackal was like chill at Pimping man- like Burger King- but with bitches instead of chicken nuggets-

Cricket: Mhm. I... one thing on your dossier has been... bugging me... you---died. Around six months ago. What can you say about the battle at Baker Street...? Between Conqueror Worm and Vulture Team?

Jack: Jack got no idea what you be talkin about- some green gurl just punched through my chest and crushed my heart is all- JACK DON'T NEED NO HEART, NUGGET! (Jack tries to reach Cricket to slap her but his handcuffs and teh table prevent him from doing so)

Cricket: *She automatically leans back, despite the handcuffs and the table sorta being in between them.* Yes--you do...! You should be dead! What happened?!

Jack: JACK DON'T NEED THAT SHIT! WHEN HAS A HEART EVER HELPED ANYONE!? JACK WAS PROBABLY GONNA TEAR OUT HIS HEART TO THROW IT AT JADE ANYWAYS!

Cricket: ... Threat level B. You may leave now.

Jack: Don't tell me what to do.

Cricket: ... Okay.

Jack: (Jack looks at Cricket, dumbfounded) Oh... well... you look like a dork! (Jack suddenly just walks out the room, the guards forgetting to follow him.)

END INTERVIEW

Re: Profile Layout and Profiles · MercutianUnknown Tue Dec 24, 2013 5:32 am

Dossier

Username:
Mercutian Unknown

Name:
Muugica Omnison

Codename:
Mr. Fozzy

Age:
54

Gender:
Male

Height:
6'1"

Sexuality:
Straight

Relationship Status:
Widowed

Notable Crimes:
Arms Dealing, Production and Installment of Dangerous and Experimental Cybernetics, Affiliation with A Super Criminal Organization.

Faction:
No Faction (Formerly 2nd in command of The Muppets)

Assignment in Faction:
No Faction (Former Director of the Muppets)

Fighting Style:
Mr. Omnison is adept in firearms of all kinds but prefers his portable mountable machine gun... He is also adept in the crafting an piloting of aggressive attack vehicles... and his single eye is cybernetic with the ability to scan living organisms and cybernetics and analyze the two like an x-ray... Despite this Mr.Omnison is very Pacifistic unless it comes to defending his life or his work... Without some kind of a weapon he is much less effective although he has proven to be resourceful and strong even considering his extended age.

Psychological Analysis:
Mr. Omnison seems sane, stable, intelligent, clever, moral, able and competent... It's surprising that he's in the prison at all considering... This seems very odd considering his extended time with a criminal organization he claims were named "The Muppets"... his only mental quirks are his generally fatherly and teacher like attitude to those around him and his taste in puns is at best unbearable... He has apparently contacted almost no one within the prison and has used it as a Haven to continue his work after the fall of the Organization he ran with for many years... This secretive criminal organization was known as "The Muppets" and according to Mr. Omnison has been disbanded since he came to the prison... According to Mr. Omnison he used to have a wife and child although he has not seen either for many years and his wife is dead... He was brought to No Man's Land many years ago on his own accord, after the fall of the muppets he plead guilty to all of his crimes, he's stayed as scarce as he could within the prison in order to avoid attention and continue his work.

Theme Music:
Muugica's Theme - Brick Ballades

Threat Level:
C

Interview

(Muugica is brought into the room, handcuffed)
Charles: Hello there... please, introduce yourself. (Charles looks at Muugica with a determined glare)

(Muugica walked in and sat down infront of Charles... he quirked his eyebrow at Charles)
Muugica: Well Hello there... Don't get the wrong idea son, I don't float that way no matter how pretty you are.

Charles: (Charles raises an eyebrow) Muugica Omnison... or should I call you Mr. Fozzy...?

(Muugica looked at Charles with a blank stare then turned on his eye scanning Charles' brain and heart beat for activity... He breathed deeply then sighed...)
Muugica: Be straight with me Charles... Who told you that name... I know it's in my file... but you heard that name elsewhere... Where?

Charles: Which name are you referring to...? Omnison...? Fozzy? Because both names have been popping up quite a lot recently. (Charles grins)

(Muugica Scanned him again... Then looked at him with his one eye...)
Muugica: Let's Start with Fozzy... Unless... You Object?

Charles: Have you ever heard of any of these two names? Brandr or Aidan?

(Muugica relaxed at Brandr's name... then darted his eye at Charles before rolling it at Aiden's name...)
Muugica: Hehehe... Yes yes I have, good boys (thinking of Brandr)... for the most part (Thinking of Aiden)... One's my old bodyguard the other is an old "coworker"...
(They brought up old memories he looked forlorn then, He looked a Charles Suspiciously...)
Muugica: No one else? What about Omnison?... Who would be looking for a dead man... Muugica Omnison "died" according to every record save here.

Charles: Oh... I may have heard that name here and there- perhaps even saw someone that shared that surname... speaking of which... yeah... you're supposed to be dead... care to 'comment' on that?

(Someone Who Shared His Name?... ATLAS!... He stood up hands on the table between them yelling...)
Muugica: "Where's My Son!?!... Where are you Holding him Charles!?!... Yes I'm Dead! It's the only reason he's alive right now! AND... and..."
He paused and sat back down...
Muugica: "What do you want to know?... "
(He paused then Stared opened eyed at Charles with a look of pained horror...)
Muugica: "He's Back Isn't He!?!..."

Charles: I've heard about "The Muppets" here and there.. I know you're at least a former member of that organization... tell me everything about it...

Muugica: THE MUPPETS... A group of individuals who set forth originally with the goal to make the world a better place for the future generations by delving into the less legal means of furthing human health and technological ability to a capacity that would usher in a golden era of singleness to mankind, bringing the great and the small on an equal level to one another by setting every person higher than could ever be accomplished by normal means... We comically named ourselves The Muppets so that we could continue our findings and research in safety and for our own amusement, we all had different skills required for the job... We started as four... James, His Wife Angela, Her Brother William and Myself. In the organization I was second to James

Charles: (Charles smiles) A criminal organization created to make the world a better place... seems this type of thing is becoming a common sight in this world... perhaps you should all meet each other for tea? And what happened to this organization?

Muugica: (Cocking an Eye at Charles) Charles boy your definition of criminal is those who break laws, by meaning most laws protect people's lives from being infringed upon, surely there are ways to make the world of a better place by infringing upon people's lives... Sound Familar? (Refering to NML)... TEA!?... I'm sorry but this is no time for jokes... I had to fake my death to the rest of the World then imprison myself here in order to avoid them coming after me and my son... but after... after they killed my wife and threatened my son with similar I couldn't do anything else, there was even cross fire...
(He thought back to the Scriptures... Poor Nathan and Diana)
Muugica: As for what happend, Virtually Nothing... they're stalling Charles, it's why I'm here, I needed a place I could Hide and not be found... They don't operate the way it started out anymore... after I left they erased everyone's memories of their plans and have been in hiding the last 5 years, the only good thing that came out of it is that James is dead.

Charles: Hiding...? From who. As for your son.... he's with Vulture Team right now. You may have heard of them...? Biggest of the big in No Man's Land... caused a PR nightmare when they killed my ex-warden recently-

Muugica: VULTURE!?! HES IN THE PRISON! WHY!?... And I'm Hiding From JAMES! KERMIT!
(The Name Kermit Echoed)
Death couldn't stop James Henson... He was assassinated several times before... Successfully... The Man isn't human... The Government Officials in Scarlet City Sent dozens of Assassins after he and His wife, James killed half of them before the rest shot him in the head and threw him out an 8 story building... He was at the door again before they got to Angela.

Charles: (Leaning back on his chair, grinning) Well it's not like Scarlet City is really well known for getting rid of it's criminals... your son is in this city for his crimes- however I must say he's done well for himself here. So... is this man working alone...? Or? (Referring to James)

Muugica: We... we attained more members after the Original 4, it's when James started to become... Different... first it was Scooter, who made work as James' assistant, although he was killed during my escape... Then Bunsun and his lab monster Beaker... Then Animal he was our Assassin and almost as hard to kill as James... then Brandr, I only learned his real name because of how long he worked with me, we called him Sweetums then... And Lastly Rowlf, or Aiden, We all knew his name because well he was never very good at keeping his identity a secret, but his money and skill with money were worth it.

Charles: And this organization is still working...? I had heard it was defunct.

Muugica: No they're not working right now, or as far as I know, their project died with me... or so they thought... But Wait wait... Why exactly is Atlas in the Prison?... ... ...
(Muugica gave a blank stare)
Muugica: Was it Scarecrow?

Charles: Ah yes... Scarecrow... care to comment on that...?

Muugica: In the Walled off Town Atlas and I lived in prior to my disappearance, we were a very spiritual community, there was a meditative process we allowed our children to go through in which they would seek wisdom from their former selves... past lives or at least lives they had connection to somehow, we didn't quite understand the process, it was more like a trance to regain memories... usually people saw the similarities between their lives and differences, what was changeable and what was not... However Atlas reacted... Differently to the process... and well we didn't know Scarecrow was there waiting for him.

Charles: *Charles grins* You expect me to believe this...?

Muugica: Charles with the way the human psyche works we retain everything in our personality based on our memories, they detail our lives... Time is the mold of everything, it repeats itself over and over... does it not stand that there must be some force, or material, something unseeable that causes these events to recreate themselves and how else would this unseen material cause change to events without affecting who people are making sure similar enough people were born and raised for these events to repeat... This force at the very least connects our lives to other peoples...

Charles: Well how impressive (Charles speaks sarcastically) someone in this day and age speaking of such things... haven't heard that kind of talk in awhile... you truly are as old as you look. (Charles smiles) Tell me Mr. Fozzy... have the Muppets ever worked with any other criminal organizations...?

(Muugica's Eye Darted at Charles at using that Name again then Widened, Not at the comment on his work, he had been working on making the perfect human being, if people were going to critic him it was going to be on the spiritual aspect of his work... but...)
Muugica: Charles You're not thinking of Recruiting any of them are you?! You're Mad! Sure without their memories they barely even count as criminals but if they're trying to resurface... Sure you have the two nicest of them here but it's not that The Muppets wouldn't work with other groups it's just that no other group would ever work with The Muppets, They Made a "Family" out of the worst criminals they could find that were too Insane for anyone else to work with... Individually beside myself and Aiden none of them have killed fewer than in the tens of dozens, William puts all of the group but James to shame... and James... James is indescribable

Charles: Oh I have no intention of recruiting any of them... I like to keep myself away from the criminals as much as I can- you see... it just happens that I know another criminal that would have taken a lot of interest in such work. Glad to know she either doesn't know or doesn't care at the moment... so... any plans in this city...? Or are you no longer a threat?

(Muugica kept scanning Charles' brain for clues... But the man seem to have control of most everything even heart beat, except for some brain electricity there was nothing to see... )
Muugica: Threat? If there are No Muppets I'm no more a threat than I have been the last 5 years, I have more guns than nearly anyone in the city but that's just because I'm a paranoid old man (Speaking Sarcastically, about guns and paranoia).

Charles: Alright alright.... would you believe me if I assigned an old man like you threat rating C...? I believe we're done here... and you'll see some familiar faces soon, I believe.

(Muugica Looked at Charles Solemnly... Then Chuckled a little...)
Muugica: Hehehe Yes Charles I'd Believe it...
(He stood up to leave and walked half way to the door as he caught Charles' last words...)
Muugica: *sigh* No man was meant to live forever... Of course James never did consider himself a man really...
(He Walked out the door chuckling at his sad joke.)

END INTERVIEW

Re: Profile Layout and Profiles · Raven Todd Tue Dec 24, 2013 3:25 pm

Dossier

Username: Raven Todd

Name: Aidan Peters (Though evidence suggests this could be an alias)

Codename: Rowlf

Age: 28

Gender: Male

Height:5'10

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Relationship Status:Single

Notable Crimes: extortion, multiple cases of bribery of a political and prison official, assault with a deadly weapon, affiliation with a criminal organization, and sexual harassment

Faction: No faction currently {Muppets}

Assignment in Faction:No assignment as of yet {Producer}

Fighting Style: While Aidan is not primarily a fighter, he is reasonably skilled with hand guns and poisons, primarily spread through syringes and pills that he keeps on his person, though he only seems to possess minor skills at making these poisons himself. Aidan is helped when fighting by how quick he is, as result of a naturally light frame. He also seems quite willing to resort to dirty fighting tactics in order to save his own life.

Psychological Analysis: Aidan is a naturally arrogant young man seemingly stemming from a life of easy to access power and privilege in his home town. He is quite adept at reading people despite this, particularly enjoying reading and interacting with women, though he does tend to come off as obnoxious when it can be assumed he is trying to be charming. He views money as a mean to an end in most matters of life. This notion isn't helped by the seemingly endless access to money he has because of his family.
Aidan is still smart despite his rather obnoxious and oblivious personality. Though he is rather oddly naïve concerning certain people and aspects of his life, particularly his family and his former group of associates "The Muppets." When speaking of his missing sister and deceased mother, he speaks in almost childlike tones seeming to believe they are or were purely good and innocent people who in no way could harm another person. Concerning "The Muppets," Aidan seems to recall the organization sometimes dabbling in immoral matters, but either doesn't remember or choices not to remember various parts of that aspect of his past. In memory of his comrades, Aidan has taken to wearing a watch he received as a gift from his previous alliance. He seems to view it very fondly and seems quite reluctant to remove it unless necessary. Aidan does not seems eager to remember if he doesn't, so offering him any form of medication or therapy seems wasteful.

Theme Music:

Threat Level: D

Interview

(Aidan is kicked into the room, handcuffed)
Charles: There you are, please, sit down.
Aidan: Ow, well that was rude. Looks Charles over and sits down comfortably
‎ I expected something more professional out of you, Mr. Paladin.
Charles: Well I apologize for my men- they can be a little harsh to the inmates. (Charles smiles)
Aidan smiles at the man. Aidan: It's alright. You probably get a lot of flack out of most of the people that get shoved in here. I get it. Aidan sits as if he's forgotten he is being interrogated.
Charles: Right... would you please introduce yourself...?
Aidan: The name's Aidan, Aidan Peters.
Charles: And how did you end up in this establishment?
Aidan thinks this over for a minute. Aidan: Well apparently I was charged with extortion, multiple cases of bribery of a political, assault with a deadly weapon, affiliation with a criminal organization, and for some reason sexual harassment, though I don't know how that could have happened. Aidan shrugs his shoulder, truly bewildered at this last charge.
‎ Charles: What do you mean you don't KNOW how that could have happened...? (Charles glares)
‎ Aidan looks at Charles confused as to why he was glaring. Aidan: Well, I never heard a thing about it until I was being charged. I've had a lot of girlfriends and I never heard them say I was harassing them.
Charles: (Raises an eyebrow) Sure... and no criminal organization either...?
Aidan nods at the man, certain he never heard an kind of complaint like that before. He looked at Charles Aidan: not yet, my last organization was classified as criminal, though honestly I don't understand that either. But I'd rather not align myself with the organizations here. They're dealing with way too much shit right now.
Charles: What is the name of this organization you associated yourself with in the past...?
Aidan brightens at this question and smiles nostalgically. Aidan: The Muppets. It's a weird name, but they were a really awesome group of people.
‎ Charles: (Charles grimaces, he remembers a few past interviews) Does the name Fozzy ring a bell...? (He hopes that was the name, he begins to look through his files)
Aidan quietly notes Charles expression and nods. Aidan: Yeah, I knew a Fozzy. He was a great old man, really helped me out when I needed him.
Charles: (Still searching through files) Where... where is Brandr's file...? Ergh... and what was your work for in this organization?
Aidan quietly notes Charles looking through his files. This was getting interesting. Aidan: I was their financial backer. I inherited quite the amount of money from my family... Brandr? Do you mean Sweetums? Aidan is now looking at Charles very curiously.
Charles: Ahem... nevermind... and what did this organization do...?
Aidan scratches his head for a moment. He seems to be having a difficult time fully remembering. Aidan: Well I brokered money for their more criminal acts. I remember there were cases of theft, some terrorist acts, and some illegal experimentation. A lot of its honestly a blank. He analyzes Charles subtly. Why was he so curious about the Muppets?
Charles: I remember them being mentioned in a previous interview... you could say. And what was the purpose of this organization...? Any goals... plans...?
Aidan: oh, okay. That's weird though. Um,,. I can't really recall right now. I guess power. A lot of criminal organization's seem to focus on securing their power.
Charles: Power...? Of course... it's always about power... with everyone, isn't it? Alright... and you were just a money broker in this organization? What about everyone else?
Aidan nodded in agreement, Aidan: usually, power and money. Yes, I primarily handled money. Sw-Brandr was the muscle. He worked for all of the bosses. We had an explosives expert. A doctor and his really weird bodyguard, there was an assassin. He was...crazy. The boss , his really hot wife, and Fozzy. He was our resident gun nut. Aidan says this last part fondly.
Charles: Do you know their whereabouts now then...?
Aidan suddenly looks somber. Aidan: All of the bosses died five years ago, after that we all went our own way. I was surprised Brandr didn't go with Gonzo. They seemed....kind of into each other.
Charles: Oh...? So they really did pass away then...?
Aidan nods. Aidan: Yes, as far as I know they all died.
Charles: Well then... did these bosses have any relatives...?
Aidan thinks about this. Aidan: I guess Fozzy could have had a kid. He was our oldest member. I'm pretty sure Gonzo and the bosses wife were siblings. It wouldn't surprise me if Animal had killed his own family, but other than that no. We all pretty much lost our families before joining the Muppets.
Charles: I see... (Charles writes something down on a file) Okay then... tell me... can you defend yourself Aidan?
Aidan straightens up nodding assuredly. Aidan: Oh yeah, I can defend myself. Give me guns and a few syringes of poison and I can take care of anyone who decides to attack. People tend to underestimate me and regret it. Aidan smiles proud of this fact.
Charles: I see... do you have a codename...?
Aidan: Back in the Muppets, they called me Rowlf.
‎ I still like to go by that.
Charles: I see... so... you don't remember why you were stuck with all of these crimes...?
Aidan thinks about this for a moment. Aidan: Well I don't remember why I'm stuck with the sexual harassment charges, but I have something of an inkling why I'm being saddled with the other crimes. I think a lot of them have to do with my time in the Muppets, though it is weird that I have such a hard time remembering that, and I have gone through unorthodox channels to try and find my sister. Aidan's tone changes a bit as he says the word sister.
Charles: So you've never killed anyone before, you claim?
Aidan: nodding, no I don't like killing. I saw too much death back home to ever be comfortable with the idea. I incapacitate people when I fight them, but I don't want to kill them. Aidan seems and is sincere when he says this.
Charles: I see then... Threat Level D... you are free to leave, now if you excuse me- I need to look through my files-
Aidan nods and casually salutes to the man Aidan: Thanks, Mr. Paladin. Let's chat again sometime.
‎ As Aidan is escorted out of the building, he is handed a file by a guard, whom he gives money to in return. As he leaves Paladin HQ, he opens the file and smiles.
Aidan: There you are, Dani!

END INTERVIEW

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Re: Profile Layout and Profiles · Akikazemoon Thu Jan 02, 2014 5:15 am

Dossier

Username:
Akikazemoon

Name:
Lukas Reinhardt

Codename:
Smile

Age:
23

Gender:
Male

Height:
5'10''

Sexuality:
Bisexual

Relationship Status:
Single

Notable Crimes:
Murder, in almost every way conceivable. Lukas has experimented with almost every way of killing people, trying out many different processes to see how they work. He’s even tried to emulate some of the deaths from the Final Destination movies—because he finds those old movies absolutely ridiculous—
Either way, he’s killed people in a variety of ways—from stabbing to shredding to hanging to electrocution and hundreds of ways after that—he’s carved a bloody path across the country, making him infamous for the single symbol he leaves behind—a grotesque smile—whether carved onto the victim’s bodies or left as a swath of blood on the wall—the symbol was always there somehow, earning him his codename.
Aside from this mass murder (hundreds upon thousands of victims), Lukas can be pinned for breaking and entering, theft, and a few other minor crimes. Any sightings of him describe him as having been accompanied by what looked like a young girl—but her identity at this point is as of yet unknown to all but certain higher-up officers in Paladin. Those who were aware--would know that this girl was in fact his younger sister. In fact, the protection of this younger sister is suspected to be what triggered the spree of killings...and then everything just snowballed from there...

Faction:
Task Force 0

Assignment in Faction:
Member of Suicide Squad

Fighting Style:
Seeing as how Lukas has a long history of killing, he usually carries a large arsenal of weapons with him--most of them on his belt. He's got two small knives, a taser, smoke bombs (usually carrying around two), extra needles to use in conjunction with his cybernetics, a vial of antidote for his cybernetics' hallucinogen, and his hammer. His hammer--which is quite large, and actually double as a gun--is his main weapon. It's pretty heavy, so he generally carries it, rather than strapping it onto his belt. The hammer's gun function is slow, but shoots pretty heavy-duty bullets. Still, because of it's speed, it's often beneficial to just use it as a hammer--however, since drawing the enemy near isn't exactly Lukas' specialty in some cases, it might be better to use the gun to at least have some kind of distance attack.
Besides his vast array of weapons--Lukas' main weapon in combat actually isn't quite a weapon at all--it's a hallucinogen. His arms are actually cybernetic. In the fake skin, there are in fact holes that are small enough that they can barely be seen by the human eye--they in fact almost look like skin pores, or tiny freckles. Out of these holes shoot tiny needles--tiny enough that it's -very- difficult to see them. Each of these needles is coated with a very specific hallucinogen that, if it gets into someone's system by the needle going into someone's skin--the victim will suddenly be sucked in a black nothingness of an illusion--where they will suddenly see their worst fears right before their eyes, along with several other horrifying or macabre images--many of which usually involve gore. Lastly, the hallucinogen makes Lukas himself appear to have a grotesque, wide smile on his face, along with deep, black eyes. He'll often use these illusions to his advantage--while the victim is stunned from their fears, he moves closer, so that he can come in for a killing blow. Sometimes, though, he'll taunt his victims--seeing as how his personality seems to take a turn for the darker when he's using his cybernetics. If hit with more the hallucinogen, the illusions will only become more horrifying. If not given the antidote, the illusions take about ten to fifteen minutes to wear off on their own. The antidote cures the illusions within fifteen to thirty seconds. The spare needles that Lukas carries are used to refill his arms if they run out of needles.

Psychological Analysis:
In reality, Lukas is actually quite apathetic about most everything. Despite his codename, getting this guy to show an actual smile is a difficult task indeed. He greets most everything with an air of pessimism, and can honestly be a bit of a downer to be around. He's a realist, and isn't very optimistic at all--even when the odds are looking up. There's some pretty obvious latent depression lying behind all of that--though, if anyone was to ask him about his personal feelings, he would brush them off saying that it didn't matter. He's got a very strong attachment to his sister, and seems to be exceedingly protective of her. His personality seems to take a much darker turn when he's making use of his cybernetics--though nobody's sure why. It's suspected that it might be a residual effect of the hallucinogens he uses.

Theme Music:
Smile's Theme - Pure Imagination

Threat Level:
S

Interview
(Here is how the interview works. First of all you need a Skype account. You will need it for this interview. The interview might take anywhere between 10 minutes to, well... a very long time. The length of the interview will also vary. It will be much more interactive and flexible than the interview from acts 1 and 2. In this interview, your character has been forcibly brought in from No Man's Land (if they have been in No Man's Land prior to this RP) or from the outside world (If they are new inmates) to Paladin HQ for an interview. Much to their surprise they find that they are being interviewed by Charles Paladin, the very owner of the prison (Or in some cases his personal assistant). It is a dark room, with only a single damp light in the middle. There are two wooden chairs, a wooden table between them. Charles sits upon the chair on the opposite side of the room. He is holding your characters dosier. You will contact (Adam Severino AKA Pan) on Skype, where you will conduct the interview via Skype. After it is done please copy and paste the entire interview into this profile. Your profile does not need an approval after the interview is done. However, the rest of the profile must be completeled and posted in this thread before you begin the interview.)

(Smile is brought into the room, handcuffed)

Charles: You found him...? Good. Now Mr... Reinhardt... please sit down.

Smile: *sits down in the chair at the table, looking as unenthused as usual* Huh...no one's called me by zhat name in quite some time...

Charles: Oh...? Well a lot of inmates in this facility prefer to go by their codename- but I seldom do, seems rather unprofessional to me. How long have you been in this prison, Mr. Reinhardt?

Smile: *sighs, shaking his head* A long time. I haven't really...tended to keep track. It hardly matters, eizher vay.

Charles: Well... your list of crimes is... quite expansive... do you remember these crimes...?

Smile: Remember zhem? Of course. Not every single vone...zhey kind of blur togezher after a vhile...but...yes. I remember zhem. And I still don't regret a single vone.

Charles: Of course you don't regret them... did you enjoy them...?

Smile: Hm...difficult to say...it really depended on zhe situation, honestly. Some of zhem just left me exhausted, but it had to be done...

Charles: And... why did you kill?

Smile: In all honesty--most of zhe time, I vas just protecting my sister. Ve...ran into a lot of trouble vhen ve traveled. And after zhat, I guess...it sort of just became a normal thing...? Almost a hobby...

Charles: Ah yes your younger sister... I was just about to get into that... would you tell me about her?

Smile: *pauses, thinking for a moment before speaking slowly* ...Vhat is it exactly zhat you vant to know...?

Charles: Well- anything that comes to mind, really... or possibly why her and your crimes are connected...

Smile: *sighs quietly, hesitating again, looking away at the wall for a moment before looking back at Charles* ...Her name is Astrid. As for how she's connected to my crimes...she vasn't the vone who commited any of zhem. I can assure you of zhat. You see, she's just...so little...and, vell...to put things shortly...I couldn't allow people to harm her.

Charles: What did these people try to do to your sister?

Smile: *seems disgruntled, giving Charles a bit of a look* Do you /really/ need to ask zhat? Vhat do you /think/ unsavory people try to do to small girls? Zhey never got avay vith it, though...not even vonce.

Charles: Considering how overprotective you seem to be over her... you may have killed them for so much as batting an eye to her... so where is she now?

Smile: /Trust/ me, zhey vere most certainly not batting zheir eyelashes. Anyvay...I...I'm not quite sure vhere she is now...*clenches his fists slightly in the handcuffs--seems pretty upset by this fact--* Somevhere in zhe prison, I can assume...because she vould most likely have been seen as an accomplice...but...I don't know vhere. I've been trying to gazher information, however...it hasn't been easy...

Charles: I don't believe she'd be here if she was just an accomplice- she'd go to one of the citystates' prisons... or imprisoned by a militia...

Smile: Ugh--vell, great! Just great. Zhat's just /vonderful!/ I svear...if zhey've done anyzing to her... *seems further upset, muttering* Gott verdammt...

Charles: Sounds like you want out of this facility... Smile... (Charles grins)

Smile: Eizher me out, or her in...as long as ve're vith each ozher, I at least know zhat I can protect her... *looks skeptically at Charles' grin* ...Vhat's vith zhat look...?

Charles: Because I may be able to pull a few strings... to get you to see your sister again...

Smile: *seems to actually pay more attention now than he had throughout the entire interview*...Really...?

Charles: Of course... I mean... you should know me... a businessman, always looking for oppurtunities... and you, a talented man with skills such as yours... I think you can put two and two together...

Smile:...You're saying zhat you vant me to vork for you in exchange, zhen?

Charles: I'm building a team together... Task Force 0... I've put together this city's inmates with the largest sentances... you help me keep this city in order... protect it... and I cut a deal... sound good?

Smile: It sounds...like a good deal. ...Almost too good. Zhere's nozing zhat you're leaving out, is zhere...?

Charles: Well... Task Force 0 is going to be given the missions that would be suicide to any of my other agents... that's the catch. I'll be giving you all missions that would kill military officers with decades of experience...

Smile:....I see. I believe I can handle zhat. ...I'll join your "Task Force 0." But be sure to hold up your side of zhe deal...

Charles: It would be quite unprofitable to go back on any business deals... you have nothing to fear from me. Now... why don't you tell me about your "talents"?

Smile: Hm. Alright. *seems to calm slightly, though his expression still seems more neutral* By talents...you mean my cybernetics?

Charles: Of course.

Smile: Vhat do you vant to know about it...? How it vorks, vhat it does...?

Charles: Anything you care to say really, keep in mind that if you're working with me, I should know how it works, and what it does. To retain proper 'safety' measures... oh, and if your cybernetics get hacked, my people should know how to fix it.

Smile: Vell...zhe mechanism is in both of my arms. It fires out needles zhat are small enough zhat zhey are not easily seen by zhe human eye...zhese needles are coated with a hallucinogen zhat, if it gets into zhe body's system, causes zhe victim to hallucinate having zheir worst fears play out right before zheir eyes, over and over again...among ozher zings...Honestly, you'd be surprised how crippled people can become from fear...it's almost laughable, really.

Charles: Ah... I see, and what is your preferred method of killing?

Smile: I don't really have vone...? I experimented for a vhile, but zhese days I generally prefer vhat's most efficient at zhe time.

Charles: I see... so... you've been in this prison for some time... what do you think of The Family and Vulture Team?

Smile: Honestly? Zhey irritate me. Zhey're like dogs fighting over a bone zhat neizher of zhem is going to get. More dogs vill just keep showing up...and soon enough, zhere won't be any bone left to fight over. Simple as zhat. *shrugs*

Charles: So... where were you when Conqueror Worm took over No Man's Land... when Kraven started to nuke cities...?

Smile: Oh...yes, zhat. I vas already in zhis city during zhat fiasco.

Charles: Yes... that... your job will be to make sure that doesn't happen again.

Smile: Hm. Sounds like a good idea. If I'm going to be stuck in here, I'd rather not have raving lunatics running zhe city. Zhough, I'm sure that you feel zhat even more strongly zhan I do.

Charles: Why of course... Dr. Innsmouth assigned a threat rating to you... it was quite some time ago... are you aware of what your threat rating is Smile...?

Smile:...Huh. I don't remember...I didn't feel too inclined to pay attention to zhe man. Care to refresh my memory?

Charles: S... you garnered an S rating... and you shall keep that rating. Do you play well with others Smile... have these.. (Charles slides over the files on the rest of the team, all six of them) these will be your comrades... some of them haven't been recruited yet... but you'll get to see them soon enough... Ms. Dragovich and Mr. Rommel have already been recruited.

Smile: *nods in recognition of his rank, then picks up the files, looking over them and almost looking bored* Vhether I play vell vith ozhers or not...depends on how zhose "ozhers" choose to act around me...*after getting a brief look at each file, he slides them back across the table to Charles* However...since I have more maturity zhan a child...if any of zhem get on my nerves...I'll try to remove myself from zhe area...instead of starting some kind of conflict...I only hope zhat zhey know to do zhe same.

Charles: Good to hear. We're done here today... the guards will escort you to your new home. Goodbye, for now.

Smile: Zhat's it, then? Alright. *stands* ...Pleasure doing business with you. Let's just hope zhat it stays zhat vay. *turns and walks out of the room, escorted by the guards*

END INTERVIEW

Re: Profile Layout and Profiles · Akikazemoon Thu Jan 02, 2014 6:49 am

Dossier

Username:
Akikazemoon

Name:
Kylie Deorio

Codename:
Joy

Age:
17

Gender:
Female

Height:
5'1''

Sexuality:
Heterosexual

Relationship Status:
Single

Notable Crimes:
Kylie started out her criminal career with the murder of her own father. The father was abusive, and killed Kylie's sister and mother in the process--and it was at that time that Kylie's mental state fully snapped to what it is today--and she murdered him. She continued to live in that house--and it wasn't until two months later that people had realized what happened--and by then, she was already off and running. Following that, she's noted to have joined up with a male assassin known under the code name Makaze, who she joined up with and worked with for a while--only to then kill him later, right after she was fitted with her cybernetics. She continued working as an assassin, and just kept doing better and better--currently, she's marked as the world's 8th ranked assassin. She's marked under several accounts of theft, vandalism, jaywalking, and other minor crimes, along with her extensive and daunting assassination career.

Faction:
The Inquisitor

Assignment in Faction:
N/A

Fighting Style:
Kylie's weapon of choice is a huge, over-sized cleaver knife--which has the lovely name Friendmaker. It's really quite large, and the metal it's made of is very heavy-duty. In reality, Kylie's body is largely made of cybernetics--her arms, legs, and a good portion of her torso are all cybernetic, which is what allows her to swing around the massive weight of her weapon--and she can swing it around fast, to boot. Kylie's quick on her feet, almost acrobatically so, and her small size makes her a tough target to hit while she's moving. Her cybernetics allow her to put a good amount of strength behind her blows, making her quite the formidable opponent. On top of that, the small, circular indent near the base of the knife can actually shoot an energy beam out of it--which she uses if she's ever stuck in long range combat. It doesn't aim too well, because, well--it's a knife--but it works sometimes.
Kylie's fighting power is weakened considerably when she's without her weapon--She knows some limited hand to hand combat, but would focus mostly on dodging until she managed to get her weapon back.
Her biggest weakness is her cybernetics--while she does her best to keep them thoroughly protected, a skilled hacker could really mess her up.

Psychological Analysis:
Kylie seems to be happy--all of the time. Literally. She's never been seen without a big smile on her face--and she seems determined to make all of the people around her happy as well. Her constant happiness is because she has an honest belief in her heart that everything will turn out alright, as long as she remains smiling and happy--and this is a habit that she learned from her older sister. Because of this, she went through some pretty serious abuse without a single complaint--fully believing that everything would be okay in the end, as long as she kept smiling. However, the abuse warped her mind further--the point where she believes that physically harming somebody is equivalent to the highest form of affection--an affection that she shows that her opponents in battle quite often. She needs to show her gratitude for the love that they're trying to show her, after all. This doesn't mean that she tries to get hit, most of the time, however...she likes playing hard to get.

Theme Music:
Kylie's Theme - Smile!

Threat Level:
S

Interview
(Here is how the interview works. First of all you need a Skype account. You will need it for this interview. The interview might take anywhere between 10 minutes to, well... a very long time. The length of the interview will also vary. It will be much more interactive and flexible than the interview from acts 1 and 2. In this interview, your character has been forcibly brought in from No Man's Land (if they have been in No Man's Land prior to this RP) or from the outside world (If they are new inmates) to Paladin HQ for an interview. Much to their surprise they find that they are being interviewed by Charles Paladin, the very owner of the prison (Or in some cases his personal assistant). It is a dark room, with only a single damp light in the middle. There are two wooden chairs, a wooden table between them. Charles sits upon the chair on the opposite side of the room. He is holding your characters dosier. You will contact (Adam Severino AKA Pan) on Skype, where you will conduct the interview via Skype. After it is done please copy and paste the entire interview into this profile. Your profile does not need an approval after the interview is done. However, the rest of the profile must be completeled and posted in this thread before you begin the interview.)

(Kylie is is brought into the room handcuffed)

Charles: Ah... it's you... (Charles glares at her) sit down...

Kylie: *practically bounces over to the chair and plops down into it, grinning at Charles* Hi there! Mr. Paladin, right? Sorry, I can be kinda bad with names sometimes! What's with the grim look? You look like you just ate a lemon whole! *gives a small giggle*

Charles: (Raises an eyebrow) Kylie... you're ranked... 8? Was it? What are you doing here...?

Kylie: Yuuup, number eight is right! As for why I'm here, I got a new job of course, silly! That should be kinda obvious, don't you think?

Charles: (Takes a deep breathe, in, then out) The last time one of you was hired by someone in MY city... a lot of bad things happened... WHY are you here!? Who hired you!?

Kylie: Whoops~! Sorry, Mr. Paladin, can't tell you that one! That'd be a violation of customer confidentiality, and I don't want to put a mark like /that/ on my reputation, you know? *gives him a bright smile* I'd be happy to answer any questions that don't have to do with my employer, though!

Charles: *Raises an eyebrow* Very well... I have other ways of getting information... why don't we talk about something else...? How did you become an assassin...?

Kylie: Oooh! Well--I got into the business when I started working with my best-friend-almost-sorta-kinda-not-really-boyfriend! B.F.A.S.K.N.R.B., for short, in case you need an abbreviation-- *gives another little laugh* He was an assassin at the time, and he taught me the ropes and all! He was a lot of fun to hang out with, you know? We did jobs together all the time! It was like our version of going out to the movies or whatever, it was really neat!

Charles: Oh...? And why would you want to be an assassin...?

Kylie: Because it was super duper awesome, of course~ OH! And I got to show people how much I liked them in the process, so that was a bonus!

Charles: And how will killing them show any affection...?

Kylie: Pff--well, duhhh~! Pain is the single most true form of affection out there! That's like, first grade, Mr. Paladin! *gives him a huge grin*

Charles: I beg to differ... and how do you choose to inflict such pain...?

Kylie: Aww, you don't agree? Oh well, different strokes for different folks and all that! *gives a little giggle* And how? Hm~ Well! I do have Friendmaker! That's my main weapon of choice, and she always gets the job done right!

Charles: The gigantic sword...? How can you even lift that thing?

Kylie: Would you believe me if I told you it was the power of joy and happiness throughout the world? *is just positively beaming--*

Charles: Absolutely not.

Kylie:....Are you suuuuure? *sTILL JUST BEAMING--*

Charles: Do pigs fly...?

Kylie: If you throw them, uh-huh! For like three seconds! So that's gotta count, right? See! You DO believe in the powers of joy and happiness!

Charles: Oh right, oh right... then I can believe that you can hold up that sword for three seconds before promptly being crushed to death by it... (Charles glares to her more)

Kylie: *gives another laugh and grins* You're funny, Mr. Paladin! Well, if you insist--I do kind of have a lot of cybernetics...but! But it's totally the powers of happiness and joy! Because after all, happiness fixes everything!

Charles: Happiness fixes nothing, especially not in this time. I bet that smile is just there on your face to hide some deep-rooted anxieties or depression...

Kylie: Pff, oh please! Don't be such a Debbie-Downer, Mr. Paladin! I don't have any reason to be sad, after all--I have a lot of people in my life who care about me very much, and I have a job that I love! What's not to like? I don't see why I'd be depressed~

Charles: That's what they always say... alright then, tell me about these people that care about you so very much...? (Charles is speaking with blatant sarcasm)

Kylie: Well, my dad cared about me a whole bunch! My sister and mom did too, but I think that my dad loved me the most! And theeeen there's my B.F.A.S.K.N.R.B., I'm pretty sure that he cared about me a whole lot, too! And besides that, sometimes even total strangers tried to show me how much they liked me! I'm just happy that I can make everybody so happy!

Charles: You speak in past tense about them... care to explain?

Kylie: Well, I mean, they're all dead now. But they're still alive in my heart! *still just kinda--grinning--*

Charles: No... I'm pretty sure they're dead... your heart is merely an organ that keeps you running... no different than a mechanical engine.

Kylie: There you go with your pessimism again--that's not so, Mr. Paladin! *smiles a bit more gently as she begins to explain* You keep the people you care about, and the people who care about you, alive in your heart, and you bring them with you everywhere! That way, even if they die, they're never truly gone, so there's no reason to be sad about it!

Charles: Oh? Well then, I have nothing to fear, you see... I don't feel any sadness at all over spilt milk. I just believe that you're not as happy as you seem to be. (Charles smiles to Kylie)

Kylie: Yup! Nothing to fear at all~ Even if you lose people, they'll always be with you--and of course I'm as happy as I look, silly! Who would just /pretend/ to be happy? Now that would just be goofy!

Charles: Now aren't you funny...! So... who are you working for...?

Kylie: *smiles and replies in a sing-song-y voice* Customer confidentiality~

Charles: Ahem... (Looks rather baffled that she wasn't tricked into saying the truth) are any of the other assasssins in town...?

Kylie: You mean of the top ten? A few, I think! Liiiiike--I'm pretty sure that Zombie's around somewhere! Aaand then there's that new girl...what was her name again? Rabbit? *smiles and shrugs* I'm bad with names, like I said. And I think that one or two of the others might be coming sometime, too! It'll be like a big assassin party!

Charles: (Charles looks rather dismayed) What do you all have to gain here...? Why can't you go play with traffic somewhere else...?

Kylie: Well, there's money in it, of course! Oh, oh--and--and happiness! And joy! And glee, exhiliration, excitement, bliss, jubilation--and hey, even if this is a prison, it's a pretty fun place! All of the exciting stuff happens here! I don't wanna miss any more parties!

Charles: You'll bring none of thos positive nouns to this city ma'am...- so who hired you again?

Kylie: Oh, I'm bringing ALL of the positive nouns! All of them! Like rainbows and sunshine and cupcakes! Also customer confidentiality. *just kinda smiles more--*

Charles: No! Absolutely no positive nouns! You're just going to my job a bigger pain in the ass! Look, you assassins are professionals, not like the usual rabble we have in this city... what are you being paid? I'll pay you more to get out...

Kylie: Yes positive nouns! *giggles* The more you say no, the more positive nouns I'll bring! Puppies! Flowers! Kittens! Puppies and kittens dressed up like flowers! Um--oh, oh, A PUPPY DRESSED UP LIKE A KITTEN DRESSED UP LIKE A FLOWER--! And--hm? Mr. Paladin, c'mon--I wouldn't just back out of a job if someone was paying me more! My work is a work of love and affection! It would just be rude to turn back on my employer, now wouldn't it?

Charles: NO. MORE. POSITIVE. NOUNS. I should have known you'd turn down my offer... you do know that my people will be after you once you return to the city? Yes? And I'm not just tlaking about the prison guards...

Kylie: Baby bunnies! Birthday cakes! Hugs and kisses! Hope! Love! BABY KITTENS IN COFFEE MUGS~! Positive nouns are the best, you know--and oh my gosh, Mr. Paladin! *gasps happily* You're sending me more friends?! You're so generous!

Charles: How many people have you killed...?

Kylie: A lot. *sort of just gives him a big smile* I'm number eight, after all! I spread love and joy to plenty of people!

Charles: And I thought I could get you to answer at least one question without any positive nouns... you've been given Threat Rating S... hm... your file seems mostly complete... but it seems it's missing who your client is...? Would you care to remind me who that is again?

Kylie: *grins* Nooope.

Charles: I'll give you a unicorn if you tell me-

Kylie: *le gasp* Really?! Wow, you're a resourceful guy, getting unicorns and whatnot! But still nope. *just kind of beams at him*

Charles: As many unicorns as you want! I'm rich! I can do anything! (Charles slams his fist against the table)

Kylie: *lE GASP--* Oh wow--that's--alright, well, you drive a hard deal, Mr. Paladin--get me ten unicorns, alright? If you'll do that, then I'll tell you!

Charles: How do I know I can trust you!? You tell me the information... THEN I'll give you the army of unicorns...

Kylie: Pinkie promise! *holds out her handcuffed hands towards him* Then I'll tell you!

Charles: (Puts gloves on from his coat, THEN holds his hands out)

Kylie: *bounces happily in her seat and then wraps her pinkie finger around his, shaking it, before pulling her hands back* Okay, now I can tell you! So! You've heard of that Inquisitor guy, right?

Charles: Yes. (He raises an eyebrow to her)

Kylie: It's him. *shrugs and smiles* Can I have my unicorns now?

Charles: (Charles pushes his chair and himself back) Son of a bitch... (Charles immediately places his hand on his chin and begins to talk to himself) No no... I'll just have to... yeah... that will work...

Kylie: *looks at him curiously* What'cha talking about~?

Charles: Your unicorns will arrive in the mail soon... I'm thinking right now. (Charles continues to be in deep thought)

Kylie:...Unicorns can fit in a mail box? Wow! Are they like, just add water or something?

Charles: Exactly like that. You can go now-

Kylie: *hops up out of her chair* Okey dokey! But remember, Mr. Paladin, you pinkie promised! No going back on it now! Speaking of which, did you know that pinkie promises started out in Japan, like a long long time ago? Apparently there used to be like a rhyme you'd say with it, saying that if you went back on it, you'd get like a million needles stuck in your eye or something like that-- *pauses for a moment and just smiles at him* I'll be expecting the unicorns soon! I really can't wait! Are you sure that there's nothing else that you need before I go?

Charles: Yes... (Charles shifts his eyes back to Kylie) have you ever felt pain before...? And I don't mean getting a cut or breaking a bone... I mean true pain.

Kylie: Hm~ Well, I mean, everyone's definition of pain is different, riiight~? What do you mean exactly by "true pain," Mr. Paladin?

Charles: What is your definition of true pain?

Kylie: Well, if we're talking emotional pain, I'd probably say a complete lack of anything positive! *answers enthusiastically--still with a smile--*

Charles: And have you ever felt that?

Kylie: Nooope! My sister taught me a sure-fire method to keep that from ever happening!

Charles: (Writes down something on Kylie's file.) We're done here now, you may leave...

Kylie: Oh! You're not wondering what the method is, then?

Charles: Do I look like I would need such a method?

Kylie: Well, you still look like kind of a grump right now, so-- *giggles a bit* Try smiling!

Charles: I smile plenty- now leave-

Kylie: But you aren't smiling now! C'mon--just smile once before I go!

Charles: I already smiled earlier! Now get out- I have about six other annoyances to interview after you--

Kylie: Pretty pleeeeease? With sugar on top? Just one smile?

Charles: Plummet off a cliff and die- (Charles glares to her)

Kylie: *le gasp* Oh my goodness! I didn't know that you cared about me /that/ much, Mr. Paladin! Does this make us BFFLs?!

Charles: A-absolutely not! Go find a landshark to ride or something!

Kylie: *mOAR LE GASP--* Oh my goodness gracious! There are landsharks here?! How fun! Almost as fun as unicorns! Now that we're BFFLs, we should go ride landsharks together sometime! Oh, this means that I can call you Charles, right? How about a nickname? Charlie? The Charlester? Charlesmeister--!

Charles: GET OUT!

Kylie: Okey dokey~! I'll be waiting for the unicorns, Char-Char! See ya later! We should totally get together for a slumber party sometime! *grins and waves at him with both handcuffed hands--then kinda just--skips out--*

END INTERVIEW

Re: Profile Layout and Profiles · **Amazing Pan-Sensei** Thu Jan 02, 2014 1:21 pm

Dossier

Username: Pan-Sensei

Name: Citizen Ross

Codename: N/A

Age: 38

Gender: Male

Height: 6"8

Sexuality: Straight

Relationship Status: Single

Notable Crimes: Being a major crime boss in Scarlet City, embezzling millions from Scarlet City during his tenure as mayor, creating the dangerous Terror-cell, The Patriots. "Accidentally" killing his opponent in wrestling, working as an assassin during his tenure as a football player. Interference in the work of Paladin Officials with the sole purpose of being locked up in this city.

Faction: The Patriots

Assignment in Faction: Leader

Fighting Style: Citizen Ross is built like a tank, he has muscles upon muscles, and legend says he beat up a bull, landshark, and bear with his bare fists- blindfolded. Ross does not have any love for weapons, whether they be knives, swords, or guns. However, this doesn't mean he fights fare. He always has his Patriot footmen join in on his fights, all of which are armed like a professional military force.

Psychological Analysis: Citizen Ross has an almost unmatched ego, all of his crimes are completely centered around himself, he would have been stopped a long time ago, if not for the fact that Scarlet City REALLY worships him as a celebrity. Citizen Ross is obsessed with bringing back the United States of America, with his sole reasoning being "MURICA! FUCK YEAH!" when questioned. He is also a devout follower of Kraven, Citizen Ross and Scarlet City were among the cities thats surrendered and offered to help Kraven on his "Crusade" once his business in No Man's Land was done. Since Kraven was ultimately defeated, Ross is determined to pick up where Kraven left off.

Theme Music:
Ross Theme - Team America

Ross Theme - See What I've Become

Threat Level:A

Interview

Cricket: Ah-- so, they`ve succeeded--? Very well then-- please do have a seat, this`ll be over soon.

Ross: Woah! This base is so rad! I mean- you guys totally have some crazy Star Trek stuff in here! Is Charles a wizard or something!? Oh- uh, hi lady! Okay! (Ross sits down on the chair, which is tiny in comparison to his own body)

Cricket: I`d call him that-- (She pauses, frowning as Ross sat down---shouldn`t someone have gotten a more suitable seat--? How mean.) Would you mind stating your name and occupation...?

Ross: Ahem.... alright then... I AM CITIZEN ROSS! YEAH! THAT'S MY LEGAL NAME! I AM A CRIMINAL SLASH TERRORIST SLASH MAYOR SLASH ACTOR SLASH FOOTBALL STAR SLASH BOXER SLASH WRESTLER SLASH DEATHWORSHIPPER SLASH NINJA SLAYER!

Cricket: ... You changed your first name to Citizen--?

Ross: YES! ISN'T IT THE MOST AWESOME OF IDEAS! I BET YOU'RE WISHING YOU HAD THOUGHT OF THAT FIRST!

Cricket: My first name suffices-- so, ah... one of the last... occupations--you listed. Deathworshipper...? Would you care to ellaborate...?

Ross: OH YEAH! ME AND KRAVES GO WAAAAAAY BACK! I ALWAYS KINDA THOUGHT HE WAS COOL! SO YEAH- THAT'S WHY! I WILL ALWAYS GIVE COOL PEOPLE MY SUPPORT!

Cricket: How far back...? He`s got something to do with this organization of yours---the Patriots---right---?

Ross: I DUNNO... LIKE... 2041 I THINK...? WE WTH SOLDIERS IN THE THE GOOD OL U S OF A'S MILITARY! SOLIDERS OF UNCLE SAM! HAHA! WE WERE GOOD BROS! WE FOUGHTS DEM DIRTY COMMIES AND DONE EM IN GOOD! AND NOW I'M PAYING MY BUDDY HIS DUES, I'M NA BRING HIM BACK FROM THE DEAD SO HE CAN HELP ME RESTART MURICA! JUST LIKE IN THE MOVIES! WOOHOO!

Cricket: ...And you`re sure about that--? Last time he was granted any sort of power-- he nuked two entire cities. With all those lives lost... is it really worth it--? Do you trust a man so unstable?

Ross: HAHA! I BET HE WASN'T ENTIRELY IN CONTROL OF HIS ACTIONS THEN! I'LL ASK HIM ONCE I BRING HIM BACK-!

Cricket: Even not counting the "Kraven Incident"-- he was unstable far before that...! We have /zero/ clowns left in Funland--! Who just does that--?!

Ross: HAHA! SILLY LADY! CLOWNS ARE THE SPAWN OF SATAN-

Cricket: Enough--! We`re done with this subject--! (She pauses, taking a moment to visibly calm.) .... Alright- so, your muscles. They`re insane. Is... that the result of some sort of superdrug...?

Ross: SUPERDRUG...? I GUESS... I JOINED THE SUPER SOLDIERS BACK A WHILE BACK WITH MY PAL KRAVEY! MISTER DOCTOR HERMAN FAUSTUS ICECREAM DID SOME COOL CRAP TO ME AND NOW I'M LIKE THIS!

Cricket: Mister... doctor.. her... (Clearly, she`s having a hard time with this name.) So, it... /is/ unnatural...? They allow that in sports nowadays...? On that note, how did you even manage that many careers--- your fanbase in Scarlet City is /massive/---

Ross: EVERYONE LOVED ME SO MUCH I WAS ALLOWED INTO EVERYTHING, OBVIOUSLY! AND YEAH, TONS OF PEOPLE LOVE ME! I'M JUST THE MOST AWESOMETASTIC PERSON EVER!

Cricket: Awesometastic enough to warrant an alliance with the /Inquisitor/...? It goes without saying that it isn`t exactly... /the/ Inquisitor-- but, for someone so focused on the... for the lack of a better word, "positive" aspects of Kraven`s... stuff-- you haven`t thought about how an alliance like that may harm your image--?

Ross: WHAD'YA TALKIN' ABOUT!? INQUISIPAL IS ONE OF THE MOST AMAZING LOVABLE PEOPLE I'VE EVER MET!

Cricket: But... he-- ... she--? The name itself is assosiated with all sorts of horrible things...! What could you two even--- have in common--?! What are you planning?!

Ross: IS PANCAKES A PLAN...!?

Cricket: No--! Pancakes is not a plan--! What is wrong with you--?!

Ross: UH... I DUNNO-

Cricket: Ugh-- guh-- just-- can you tell me about anyone else working with you--?

Ross: WELL THERE WAS THAT GUY THAT OWES ME A DOLLAR- I THINK HE'D TOTES HELP ME IF ASKED- DOES HE COUNT?!

Cricket: I--- don`t think he does--- you don`t have any notable officers to mention--?

Ross: OH! OH! I FORGOT! I - DO- HAVE SOME OTHER FRIENDS...

Cricket: ...Anything you wouldn`t mind sharing about them--?

Ross: YEAH! LIKE- TWO ASSASSINS FROM THE RANKINGS! YAH KNOW!? TWO TEENY TINY GIRLS, THEY ARE SOOO NICE! ACTUALLY... I THINK THEY SHOULD BE HERE ANY MOMENT NOW...-

Cricket: .............. What--?

ROSS: YEAH! I THINK THEIR NAMES WEEEEERRREEE... KYWING...? AND KILLER BEE? YUP, THAT'S IT! THEY'RE GONNA STOP BY TO PICK ME UP SOON!

Cricket: ... The 8th and 7th ranked assassins are coming...?! When--?! Why didn`t you say that sooner--?!

Ross: I MEAN- WHY DOES IT MATTER? I MEAN- OF COURSE YOU GUYS AT PALADIN WOULD KNOW -SOMEONE- WOULD BE COMING, RIGHT!? HAHA! THIS IS SO FUN!

Cricket: This is so /not/ fun--! We`re all gonna die--! Call them off!

Ross: WHY!? THEY BOTH LOVE MAKING FRIENDS SO MUCH! THAT'D BE SO MEAN!

Cricket: (Grips onto the table for deal life, because room shaking is bad news bears--) wHY ARE THEY EXPLODING THINGS--- mAKE THEM STOP--!

Ross: *Ross stands up from his seat, swinging his cuffed fists towards the guards knocking them out, theb breaking the handcuffs in a single movement* IT'S COOL LADY! THEY'RE WITH ME! OH- AND- UHM... I gotta go now, bye! *Ross then kicks down the door, calmly walking out* AND NICE HOODIE!

END INTERVIEW

Re: Profile Layout and Profiles · **Amazing Pan-Sensei** Thu Jan 02, 2014 1:27 pm

Dossier

Username: Pan-Sensei

Name: Charles Paladin

Codename: N/A

Age: [REDACTED]

Gender: Male

Height: 6"1

Sexuality: [REDACTED]

Relationship Status: [REDACTED]

Notable Crimes: [REDACTED]

Faction: Paladin Industries/The Trust

Assignment in Faction: The Bells

Fighting Style: [REDACTED]

Psychological Analysis: [REDACTED]

Theme Music: Charles Theme- Nunquam Vincar

Threat Level: [REDACTED]

Interview

(Charles is alone in his office, writing a report)
Charles: Alright, that's it for interviews for the day...
(He takes a sip of coffee, only for his face to show a sour expression)
Charles: By god... this coffee is horrible! I'll have a word with Cricket tomorrow...! I will not accept my interns having poor coffee making skills...

(Suddenly, a cup of perfectly blended coffee is placed next to Charles, as the beautiful figure of the Mistress stands next to him) Mistress: You've certainly been quite the busy bee, taking Hal's job of interviewing people. (giggles) I know how you like your coffee...one sugar, 2 creams...

Charles: (Charles takes the cup and takes a sip) Oh... so this is what coffee tastes like...? (The man seems rather intrigued, raising an eyebrow to her) Well well... if it isn't the queen problem child herself... I've been cleaning up your mess for months...

Mistress: Oh come now, it wasn't that bad. It sort of solved itself. Kraven's gone, you have Jo, the only problem was the people on the outside, but they're be more. (snaps her fingers, and has a warmed tea cup and a tea pot brought in) Thank you darling.

Charles: Project Heritage for the Future was a failure... I BUILT this prison, and you used it for another pet project gone horribly wrong. Kraven killed millions- do you not understand the gravity of the situation? Paladin Industries won't ever recover in the eyes of the people...not for a long time...

Mistress: Well...yes it was, but it was worth knowing rather then wondering. Besides, we had no idea that Vulture was going to become so...powerful in such a small amount of time. Seriously. And Kraven was a completely different story! The fast he was gone the better, in my honestly opinion. I just needed someone other then me to take the fall, and he played his role.

Charles: Wasn't that boy one of your most trusted agents back in the day...? Yuri? I think I remember him back when I was still in Black Dragon... you two seemed close back then. Then again... this is you we're talking about, if there's one thing we have in common, it's a complete disregard for others... (Charles takes another sip of his coffee)

Mistress: I am close with everyone, darling. (pours her tea into a cup and starts to sip) Yuri was a good man...a good lover...but, once his mind started to drift, I started to realize my mistake. But then, well, you understand. (smiles) So...long day?

Charles: I interviewed enough pinkettes to consider pinkette genocide... ahem... so how much longer do you intend to stay in this city...? Surely it must be getting boring for you? I thought you enjoyed much more 'green' surroundings...

Mistress: Well yes, I do intend to move on once all my business here is done. But, alas...there are still things I need to do. Surely you understand my gist, don't you darling? You need your city back in control.

Charles: Hmph... like you would care whether this city is under my control or not... (Charles pulls a handgun from his jacket) Of course... I could shoot you right here and now to make sure you don't pull another fiasco in my city... (Charles grins, cocking the gun)

Tate: Whoa, whoa there! *a quiet laugh and a voice came from the door as he entered into the room* Man--I never thought that you were one to veer right to violence, Paladin. Either way, I don't think that it's a very good idea to harm my dear friend here... *he walks over, standing next to the Mistress, and looks at Charles* You could have some preeetty nasty people /all over/ you if you did that. And not in a good way. *looks to The Mistress and smiles* Sorry--I thought that now might be a good time to drop in.

(Mistress looks at Tate and smiles) Mistress: Oh dear, you're just in time. I know Charles would never put me to harm. Why else, after all this time, would he chose not to shoot me? (giggles) But yes, you know now more then ever, dearest Charles, I intend to at least give you a foothold to helping. Why else would I have done the things I've done? (sips her tea)

Charles: (Charles places his handgun back into his coat, grimacing to Tate) Black Cat... The Mistress' little knight in shining armor... I was wondering where you've been all this time. You must have had a great last few months... with Hal dead you're practically first in line for succeed The Mistress now... (Charles turns to The Mistress) and as for you... so far all you've done is been trouble to me... you nearly got me killed 20 years ago the last time you tried to "help"... so I'm not quite looking forward to what you've got in store this time.

Tate: Knight in shining armor, huh? Heh--I kinda like the sound of that. *grins, seeming oddly civil* Ah--Hal? Oh--yeah. You'd be right about that. Though honestly, talking about succession already? You really think that we're gonna be needing that any time soon? Doubtful. Our lovely Mistress is sure to be staying in her position for quite some time to come--I doubt that anybody has what it takes to move her. She deserves the spot after all. *he gave the Mistress a bright smile*

Mistress: Oh dear Tate, Flattery will only get you so far...in bed. (giggles, and strokes the mans face, but then turns to Charles) That incident 20 years ago was not entirely my fault. I didn't know that it was going to explode that fast. But, I got you out of there, and paid for the damages myself, you know that. Anyway, I only have the best intentions of getting your city back, and then I am going to leave, return to the greens I love and miss, the nature and the clean air. It'll be better on my ailing figure then this place. (dramatic sigh)

Charles: And then you'll sprout wings and become a butterfly- yeah, like I would believe you on this. Though your knight makes a good point- I don't think you're going to leave this world anytime soon. Speaking of which, I believe Josephine was the one that killed Hal, right? Quite an embarrassment on your part... to think one of MY lowly agents ended up killing one of your best... heh, at this rate, you're gonna run out of followers...

Tate: Aw, c'mon, Paladin, now you're just /trying/ to be snotty. Hal was just one guy, after all. One person can only go through so much stress-- *mutters quickly* especiallywhentheyhavestupidhairthatlookslikeolives-- *just kinda smiles and talks normally again* Trust me, it's hardly an embarrassment. Hal just wasn't lucky that day, I guess.

Mistress: Hal dearest... (starts to fantasize about Hal) OH...well...if I do recall, dearest Charles, before Hal was with me, he was trained at Paladin. So, it was both of us that truly lost a good man. (fake tears a little) Tate, don't insult Charles, show a little respect. (sips her tea) One always shows respect to their peers, isn't that right Charles dearest?

Charles: To their elders, to describe me as a peer would be an insult... (Charles shows a conniving grin to Tate) Hal betrayed my organization... killed many good people... truly he was the start of the problem. I cheered the woman on when she killed him... actually, I believe I've taken a liking to her, she's got spunk... which is why she's under my protection now.

Tate: *smiles at the Mistress* Ah, yes, terribly sorry--where are my manners? *kind of discreetly gives Charles a glare--but then paused as Jo was brought up, letting out a chuckle* Taken a liking to her? I never knew that you were into criminals, Paladin. Aren't you supposed to be the upright and upstanding man here?

Mistress: Now now, dear. Don't persecute people with odd fetishes. I have a few myself, you know that. (giggles) So, tell me why you think little Josephine deserves the protection you give. Is that the true reason you brought her into Taskforce 0, to keep her close, my dear? (gives a quizzed look) I only wonder since the last time you spoke, you weren't entirely happy with her dearest.

Charles: (Glares to Tate and The Mistress) You BOTH know where exactly my interests in her are held... besides... Task Force 0 wouldn't be complete without a leader. Why not take the most successful leader No Man's Land has seen in years? When you see someone with such talent, why not work to bring that talent out, rather than let it be wasted. Though I could say there are a few others whom I hold my interest in too... besides the seven I chose of course... but why would that concern either of you...? Speaking of which Mistress... where is the rest of the Black Dragon Clan? I see the leader but not his flock...

Tate: They aren't sheep, ya know-- *frowns at Charles, but then smiles again as he looks to the Mistress, awaiting her to answer Charles' question*

Mistress: Oh, their around. (shrugs a bit, but continues to talk) I understand that...but you do have some kind of...failsafe on this right? Jo is a wildcard, you would not agree on joining without a good reason...unless...(le gasps) Is that adorable Red Head here?!

Charles: Are you referring to Mr. Mercy...?

Tate: *frowns slightly at the "adorable red head part--dat jealousy tho--"* I mean...while he'd be good just as a reason for her to be here...? I don't think that he's really made of the kind of stuff that the rest of your team is, right?

Mistress: Yes, but upon information I've gathered, the two are close. Very close. He could prove useful. (grins a bit) Buuut, I bet there is another reason Young Josephine has decided to abandon those who she called friends and join Sir Paladin's Task Force. Anyway, what's your plan with them? Are they just your clean up crew dear, or is there a role for them? (sips her tea delicately)

Charles: So I was correct on my assumption that it was Mr. Mercy... hmph... I've never seen someone's life go down the drain that fast since Yuri... this may be a bit before your time Tate... but some of The Mistress' most destructive pet projects started out like Mr Mercy... as a matter of fact... it took me some convincing that The Mistress WASN'T behind Mr. Mercy's ill fortune somehow... as for Task Force 0... well... you know how us corporate types are. We see the competition come up with a good idea then imitate it... try to make something better... I saw the Black Dragon Clan and decided I could do the same... besides... I've been playing the justice-abiding trillionaire for so long- I believe I need to even the playing fields between me and The Mistress by dabbling in some illegal affairs. Task Force 0 will allow me to do what my regular agents cannot. But enough about this... Mistress, you do remember why I left No Man's Land all those years ago...? I left Uncle Same and Shirley in charge of my prison when I traveled the world in search of The Red Masque... our old comrade.

Tate: Tch--"better," he says-- *shakes his head, chuckling, then mutters quietly* Yeahright--

Mistress: I see. Yes, I do remember you leaving them in charge. And some of my pet projects worked. Remember Jason Mcdowell? The Troll? That was a fun one. The first of many. (smiles and thinks back to her earlier work) Good times...anyway, yes?

Red Masque: (He sort of just kicks the door open) hEEEEERE`S JOHNNY-! Except, it`s not Johnny at all! I`m back from my-- uh-- my spiritual crap in the desert--lotsa sand over there, lemme tell you what. Loootsaa sand.......... (Kinda actually takes in his surroundings for the first time since entering, leaning back onto the ball of his feet a tad. It`s hard to tell what he`s looking at, though, with that mask of his.) ... And bY GOLLY the gang is all here! Cat man, balloon boobs----- cHAARLES. (He approaches the other man with his arms stretched out, as if going in for a big hug-- but, he just ends up walking behind the other make and massaging his shoulders quite---passionately--and thoroughly--) You look wonderful. You all look wonderful. You`re all wonderful. This a new suit...? Feels /weird/. Fits well, though. Mhm.

Charles: (Charles narrows his eys, looking rather annoyed) The founding member of The Trust... and now the newest member of The Trust... yes, we're all together now for the first time in 20 years... and stop touching me....

Tate: *mutters under his breath* Cat man--? No--just no-- *sighs and shifts his position just slightly, putting his hands into his pockets, then smiling pleasantly at the others* Man, what a coincidence that we'd all show up here at the same time! You sure you didn't plan this or something, Paladin? Are there any refreshments? *gives a good natured chuckle*

Mistress: oooooOOOOOOOOOOOH! *smiles a great deal at Masque* Goodness Masque! You haven't changed a bit! *gets up* Can I get a hug? *hugs the man and then sits down* This is a time to celebrate! We should get some wine!

Red Masque: You`re so cute when you`re angry- (Pokes Charles in the cheek affectionately-- before turning his attention to his desk, dusting it off gently with a gloved hand-- and going ahead and hopping on top of it instead of sitting in a chair like a normal person. He folds his closed umbrella under his arm, the smile evident in his voice when the Mistress acknowledges him.) You haven`t either! Stunning as always, my beautiful raven~! (Gives her a big hug, patting her back a little and all-) Oh, that sounds good- Charles, don`t tell me you don`t have cheese and wine somewhere around here-- (Prods Charles with the end of his umbrella) But I digress-- who`d be willing to tell me what`s gone down in the past twenty years? What`s all this talk about a task force? Something about redheads...? Task force of redheads...?

Charles: (Charles narrows his eyes to Tate) Of course this was planned out! I arranged this... of course with Red Masque it takes more than just "arranging'' to get him where you want- but its done. (Charles looks to Red Masque, still frowning to him) You've missed a lot... that's why I gathered us all here... do you remember The Mistress' little pet project... the one with the blonde guy who didn't have an inside voice...?

Tate: Gosh, Charles, you sounded kind of angry there--sorry if I offended you or anything, man. *just gives him this winning smile--*

Mistress: Taaaate...(gives a glare and then a wink) Oh Yes Masque. HIs name was Kraven, and he was a little side project which turned into a bigger project...and then he went a biiit haywire, and killed about 2 million people, give or take. (thinks about it for a moment, but then realizes she just doesn't give a shit)

Red Masque: Arranging? I`m special. (He leans back. Onto Charles. His back against the other`s shoulder-- for a moment, when the Mistress` project is mentioned, he says nothing for a moment, just looking at Charles with what one could guess might be a perplexed expression but hey mask-- but, then the Mistress clarifies.) Kraaaaven! Good kid, that one is. Goooood kid. I love blondes. How about the rest of them? The charismatic black man, that one muscley italian--- cuban samurai boy--- how`ve they all turned out? Dead or no?

Charles: (Charles glares to The Mistress, her words only remind him that practically EVERY one of her followers cause trouble.) Ahem... the nuke thing was a recent escepade... yes Red Masque... that particular incarnation of Heavenly Truth 20 years ago... the one you are familiar with... they ended up bringing down civilization as we know it... (Charles sighs again, then looks to The Mistress) my god madam... why does it seem like you cause a massive tragedy every few years...?

Tate: Aw, I wouldn't call them tragedies! Aren't they more kinda liiiike...occasional entertainment? Yeah, that sounds more like it!

Mistress: Charles, is it 'let's pick on the Mistress' day? I can recall a few things that's Paladin that's questionable. For instance, how did Kraven manage to get said Nukes? Paladin. That wasn't me dearest. (smiles and sips her tea)

Red Masque: Any sane man keeps nukes /somewhere/! Let`s all just settle on the fact that everyone in this room but me is a total scumbag-- how`s that sound? ... Really is a shame about the whole downfall of civilization thing, though. Civilization was kinda cool.

Charles: (Charles glares at The Mistress further) Paladin!? Absolutely not- his 'nukes' happened to be sourced from Armageddon- which AS I RECALL was crated by The Inquisitor- whom AS I RECALL... was created by you! Of course if we're talking about my nukes, they're nowhere near No Man's Land. Only a fool would keep weapons like that around criminals of this type... as for civilization... yes... it is a shame. The Mistress' last project to get the world into a recovery phase ended up failing when Kraven and Vulture Team got involved... messed it all up... and now I'm trying to clean up my city... in other words, the world's a mess...

Tate: *notices The Mistress's wink and gives her a smile, then looks to Charles and shrugs* The world's kind of been a mess for a while now, huh...? *kind of trails off and waits for the conversation to continue*

Tate: Hey, sounds like a plan to me. What do you think? *looks to the Mistress and smiles* The more the merrier, right?

Mistress: (She nods her head) I think it would be lovely to join you all in your endeavor. I do have my own faction to run...once it's running again. but Charles, you have my full support.

Red Masque: ... Hmhm. I mean-- like I said, it`s not like I`ve got something better to do with my time. I`m game!

Charles: Very well then... from now on The Trust is united once again...!

TO BE CONTINUED

Re: Profile Layout and Profiles · **Amazing Pan-Sensei** Thu Jan 02, 2014 1:46 pm

Dossier

Username: Pan-Sensei

Name: Daisy

Codename: The Demon of The Slums

Age: 13

Gender: Female

Height: 4"8

Sexuality: Things-

Relationship Status: Single

Notable Crimes: Born into No Man's Land.

Faction: The Inquisitor Faction

Assignment in Faction: Minion

Fighting Style: Daisy isn't physical capable, especially as a denizen of No Man's Land. This mostly stems from the fact that she is a complete shut in. Instead, Daisy relies on hacking and her traps to deal with enemies. She is a master of traps, trap-making is an art she developed while trying to stay alive in No Man's Land. She spent most of her life growing up in the slums, and her fighting style reflects that. However, where she got her laptop and computer skills is a mystery.

Psychological Analysis: As stated above, Daisy spent most of her life growing up in the slums on her own. Her personality is not unlike the personalities you'd find if you were talking to any of the lunatics that live in The Slums. While No Man's Land is a tough place to live in, The Slums are incredibly hostile, where your life is in danger at every second. She trusts very few, and even those she trusts will be subject to much malice from Daisy. The Inquisitor, a known protector of The Slums from other regions of No Man's Land, is one of the few that she does not show any malice from. She also has a borderline psychotic obsession with Catherine, whom she stalks and and takes numerous pictures of. Likes biting the toes of others while they sleep.

Theme Music: Daisy Theme - Garden of Sinners

Threat Level: E

Interview

(Daisy is carefully escorted into the room, with two pairs of handcuffs on.)
Cricket: Have a seat, please!

Daisy: He he he he... hello there... I like your... ears... (Daisys its down) can I bite on them...? (Daisy stands up on the chair, then crawling over the table, then ends up face to face with Cricket) You- you're nice... you're not gonna try to hurt me are you...? (Daisy places her forehead on Cricket's, then stares at her lips)

Cricket: Oh, uh- thank you...! ... Please don`t--uh---bite them, please. (Cricket just kinda watches as Daisy does her thing, glancing over to the guards with a somewhat panicked expression--the guards only shrug in response.) O-of course not... (Kinda just backs her head up a bit--) I`ve just... got a few question for you, if that`s alright...?

Daisy: This... (Daisy gets closer, their eyes meet, then Daisy licks Cricket's face) this is the taste of a liar... you lie. (Daisy then curls up into a ball and rolls off the table.)

Cricket: (Cricket is not happy. She looks over to the guards again for help, but they`re looking in every other direction but her`s. She just kind of stares at Daisy once more, leaning over a bit to check where she landed when she just sort of rolled off--) ... Why.... why are you here...?

Daisy: Daisy came out of her mother's vagina... then she was here... yeah... hey... I have presents... do you want one... (Daisy stops being curled up and stands back up, smiling to Cricket)

Cricket: ... I--... oh... (She smiles stiffly, very--very clearly uncomfortable.) ... S-Sure...? But... after that... we should really--uh---get on... with the interview...

Daisy: Yeeeeeeesssshhh... (Daisy walks over to Ciricket, then drops a dismembered duck head on the table in front of her) I rrrrEEAAAAlly like him... his name's Waldo... I found him...!

Cricket: ......................................................................................................................................

Daisy: (Daisy walks closer) Do you lIIIIIKe it...? Sometimes- if you swing him around fast enough... he makes a noise...!

Cricket: Don`t swing it-- just-- u-uh-- please-- have a seat again-- (She keeps looking at the guards--- no help is coming she is going to die like this it`s over--)

Daisy: Okay- (Daisy waddles over to the chair and sits down) Daisy has never sat on a chair this comfty before... can I keep it...?

Cricket: After the interview is over you can take whatever you want- (She`s just staring at the duck head as she talks. It`s probably the grossest thing she`s ever seen--but, for some reason, she can`t take her eyes off it.) ... Can you state your name and occupation?

Daisy: Daisy... uh... yeah... that's it.

Cricket: And you`re from the slums, correct...? What are your living conditions like...? How have you made it this long...?

Daisy: Daisy loves The Slums... it's always very dark... there are lots of dead things to eat... and sometimes when someone gets caught in my traps... I can eat them too~

Cricket: ... Oh. .... People, that is...? In your traps, I mean-

Daisy: Sure, why not.

Cricket: Alrighty then! So---you`re---you were... born here, correct...? Are you aware of your parent`s whereabouts? (She speaks abnormally fast- clearly, she can`t wait to get out of here-)

Daisy: Nope.. I think they died- or I killed them- or maybe the ostriches... did I mention the ostriches, lady?

Cricket: You did not mention ostriches no--

Daisy: Someone left behind a horde of ostriches... they eat people... Daisy fought back... I eat them now-

Cricket: ................... Congratulations. I--uh, right-- s-so... you aren`t truly on your own, are you...? Are you particularly close to anyone here?

Daisy: Daisy works for The Inquisitor... The Inquisitor protects The Slums... from The Family... from Vulture Team.... from anyone else... Daisy likes The Inquisitor. Never got to lick him though...

Cricket: I don`t think I`d recommend licking the Inquisitor... he`s a very, very dangerous man... do you know that...?

Daisy: Yes.... yes Daisy knows... which is why The Inquisitor isn't eaten yet... you either get eaten or you eat.... maybe he'll kill you later, yeah...? (Daisy stares at Cricket)

Cricket: ... That`s a very bad mindset, Daisy. It never turns out well for anyone. I`d suggest abandoning it as soon as you can... but, anyways! What can you tell me about your comrades with the Inquisitor...?

Daisy: Yes... Daisy can tell you about them. They like killing people like you... also... (Daisy curls up and rolls under the table) they can sing very well... and... (Daisy jumps up on the table, then squats down to Cricket) I'm not allowed to lick them- but I do it anyways when they sleep but don't tell them okay?

Cricket: ... Hrm... (She flips through her file for a moment, looking disgruntled. Or maybe she`s still distracting herself from the duck head--) Sing--? (Only now notices how close Daisy has gotten, causing her to scoot her chair away out of caution--) I... won`t--- maybe---maybe you shouldn`t like them though-- a-anything else you`d like to add before we`re done here? Any other... hobbies of yours worth mentioning...?

Daisy: I stalk Cathy... that's a hobby right...?

Cricket: ... Excuse me?

Daisy: (Daisy's eyes dilate, she begins to drool and blush) OOHOHOHOH YES~! CATHY~! Oh yes I want to be JUST LIKE HER when I grow up- I follow her everywhere but don't tell her okay~ Like what she eats... what she says in her sleep.... OOOH and her clothes- I sniff those a lot~ (Daisy takes out a ziplock back and shoves it in Cricket's face) This is a bag of her hair- I cut just a little bit every night~ She thinks her hair magically isn't growing but I"m actually doing it okay? But don't tell her~

Cricket: ...................... Stop that.

Daisy: (Stops in her rambling for a moment) Oh... are you... jEALOUS... that I'm not stalking you...? I'm sorry... you're just not interesting enough... but DAT CATHY~ I stole her hair brush! Wanna see it! I also have something else that belongs to her- where did I leave it... DO YOU WANT TO SEE IT!? OHOHOH DAISY CANNOT WAIT TO SEE HER TODAY ~!

Cricket: We`re done here. You may leave.

Daisy: Oh... (Daisy looks up to Cricket) okay... I'm taking the chair with me... (Daisy grabs the chair as she walks and drags it with her) if someone tries to kill you say Daisy is your friend, they'll stop killing you okay?

END INTERVIEW

Re: Profile Layout and Profiles · **The Hidden Spring** Thu Jan 02, 2014 3:24 pm

Dossier

Before Experimentation:

After Experimentation:

Username:

Name: Douglas Rommel (Just goes by Rommel now)

Codename: Primal Fury

Age: He doesn't remember (Body stopped aging at 30)

Gender: Male

Height: 6'10"

Sexuality: Yes sir

Relationship Status: Single

Notable Crimes: Killing of many unwanted criminals, cannibalism, rape, more killing, more rape, the practice of illegal drugs, POW slaughter, Genocide

Faction: Task Force 0

Assignment in Faction: The tank

Fighting Style: Rommel is a master of Chinese Kung Fu, and defensive Krav Maga styles, specializing in supplexes and close range combat. His weapon of choice is a set of claws, made from a Titanium-Molybdenum alloy. They are super heavy to wield, however, Rommel wears these and uses them as if they weigh nothing.
Rommel injects himself with a super drug that was used on him in an experiment. The drug itself causes Rommel to go into a sort of berserk state, where his primal instincts take over, and he cannot comprehend pain or human language. His strength increases 3 fold to what it normally is, and his speed increases to inhuman speeds.
The Drawback is it's extremely poisonous, and rips his body apart when used in excess. He can only use this drug in a combat setting, and use too much, and he could kill himself with it. The physical changes it also causes is his eyes become inversed, his height and weight increased, and his blood is black, a pure black.

Psychological Analysis: Rommel is unable to feel any sort of pain, and thus doesn't know when to stop his assault, unless someone tells him. The man is completely full of himself and doesn't give any regard to those around him, unless it's on the battle field. He has a sort of hunger for woman, and will coax them into sex whenever he can, but if it gets really bad, he'll just force them without a seconds thought. He's kind of a giant asshole, is the summary of this.

Theme Music: Rommel's Theme- Nations

Threat Level: S

Interview

*Rommel is brought into the room, handcuffs on*

Charles: Mr. Rommel.... I've been meaning to get around to interview you...

Rommel: Kept me god damn waitin. (sits down, puts his feet up) But I had a little business to get done with some bitches, but I'm good. And are the cuffs really god damn nesscesary?

Charles: It's protocol. You're a dangerous man, and I own this prison. No one in Paladin trusts you. Do the math...

Rommel: (silently starts to calculate, but comes up with nothing) I know one equation, me plus women equals a whole lot of good shit. (laughs heartily) But you're a funny man, Paladin, so I'll let you keep going. Ask your questions! I'm in a good mood today!

Charles: Ahem... (Charles seems rather off put) as you've already heard from me... you're a dangerous man... how would you describe yourself, Mr. Rommel?

Rommel: Sexy as fuck. (straight face)

Charles: *Raises an eyebrow* Okay then- and what crimes did you commit to get in here...?

Rommel: (laughs again) Oh this is a riot. I love it. Anyway...Well let's see...hmmm...whelp, I remember a few things before the whole other thing...I murdered, I raped, I conquered. I basically was an all around badass...and then I became an even bigger badass! Now I'm wanted for being a fucking badass!

Charles: You were one of the most wanted men on the planet... then you were brought here to No Man's Land, rather than being killed by some Vigilante. Do you know why?

Rommel: Uhhh...does it have to do with my manliness? And some stupid Vigilante couldn't kill me! But I like the sound of "one of the most wanted men on the planet" ..yeah... (daydreams a bit)

Charles: Oh, trust me... either a Vigilante... or one of the 10 ranked assassins would have come to take your life... this world is much more cruel than you think to your kind... but someone pulled a few strings to make sure you were only worth money alive...

Rommel: ...What are you gettin at there, Mister Paladin? Don't tell me YOU fell for my devilish charms, cause I don't swing dat way.

Charles: Not quite Mr Rommel... but I know when there's a man I can make a business deal with. Tell me... have you heard about the incident a few months back...? When one of our inmates managed to take over this city...? Launched two nukes... killed millions... perhaps you've heard?

Rommel: (nodded) Oh yeah, I remember, I was banging a short girl at the time. Dug up fossils for a livin. Didn't call her back...good times...

Charles: I want to make sure an event like that doesn't happen again... and I'm forming a team with that very goal... I've already recruited a young lady to the team... you'll be the second member I've recruited...

Rommel: ...Is she hot?

Charles: I'm too old to judge. I believe my standards are a bit out of fashion in this era... I'm way too old. However... I can cut you a deal... you join this team... and I'll pay you whatever you want... I can even assure that your sentenced be wiped and you can leave this prison without any worries. Sound nice?

Rommel: I wanna know if she's hot.

Charles: There'll be other women too, you know...?

Rommel: Just give me a straight answer dude, is...she...hot!?

Charles: I'm afraid I'm too old to really know or care-

Rommel: (sighs) Maaaan. Do you have a picture or something?

Charles: Did you really think I'd have a picture on my person...?

Rommel: Okay...Just answer yes or no...does she have a nice rack?

Charles: ...

Rommel: ...

Charles: (Hands over Inna's file) Don't tell anyone I showed you the file-

Rommel: (looks at the file) ........................................................I'm in

Charles: That was quick... great. Now that you're on board... would you tell me about that super drug that's mentioned on your file?

Rommel: Oh yeah, I'm gonna need that if I'm gonna join. It's kind of what they had me sin when I was in Kreig...well...not really with Krieg...kind of there subject for testing and shit...

Charles: What does this drug do to you...?

Rommel: I kind of go into a state of mind where I would wreck your shit if I saw you. I kind of don't think...I act...it's strengths the primal instinct part of my brain and makes me super human for a bit of time...

Charles: Ah- you'd be more useful in my team if you had that drug... what's it called? I'll get it brought into the city post-haste.

Rommel: They called it Drug #4865. I called it Primal Fury. Careful handling it, it's kind of fucking poisonous

Charles: Like I'd be handling it- I have employees specifically trained in handling these drugs at my fingertips. How'd you come to be associated with such a drug?

Rommel: Krieg, those punk ass bitches, injected me when I wasn't looking, and then next thing I know, I'm being their little guinea pig. Whoever killed them deserves the D cause if they didn't, I was gonna. Fuck them...but now I can't live without it, so yeah.

Charles: And what would Krieg be...?

Rommel: Some small organization who thought they were all that. They're dead now, so it's not important.

Charles: Hmph... (Charles smiles) very well then. I'll look into them later... I believe we're done here. Welcome to Task Force 0 Rommel... you'll be able to meet Inna Dragovich soon... and I believe it's only a matter of time before I get the rest of your teammates.

Rommel: Yeah, so what kind of shit do I get to do? (smirking)

Charles: Task Force 0 was formed to keep the peace in No Man's Land. By any means necessary. That means doing the jobs that Paladin can't do... the jobs that are too... messy... for Paladin to do. Do you understand?

Rommel: So basically, we're your scapegoats? Eh, as long as the foods good and the bitches are nice, I don't really give a shit. Glad to be working with you Mister Paladin

Charles: Likewise. Welcome to the team.

Re: Profile Layout and Profiles · **The Hidden Spring** Thu Jan 02, 2014 3:54 pm

Dossier

Username: Hidden

Name: (CLASSIFIED)

Codename: The Mistress

Age: (CLASSIFIED)

Gender: Female

Height: 5'6"

Sexuality: Pansexual

Relationship Status: (CLASSIFIED)

Notable Crimes: Crimes against humanity, Countless murders, rapes, manslaughters, extortions, thefts, smugglings among other things. Indecent exposure, cause them boobs.

Faction: The Trust/ Black Dragon

Assignment in Faction: The Mistress in Black Dragon, The Raven in the Trust

Fighting Style: (CLASSIFIED)

Psychological Analysis: (CLASSIFIED)

Theme Music: The Mistress' Theme- Priestess of Melons

Threat Level: EX

Interview

END INTERVIEW

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