A long time ago A few months ago, the Great Empress Miyake Shirokō no ha Satomi, the ruler of the wonderful, heavenly, blessed Empire, fell sick. Nobody, not all the doctors with a dozen titles before and after their names, who graduated from the top universities - and not even the almighty internet! - knew what's the issue. Suketsune, her best friend, decided to find a cure himself and put up a high reward contest for anyone to participate in to help her, but bad luck had it that the high-class boy wasn't at all prepared to even set a foot outside the classy districts of the capital city, and got kidnapped by a gang known as Scarlet Note when taking the underground railroad system. Naturally, with an insanely high ransom, as it would just be common for a noble from a rich family.

Technicolor Empress is set in a world which is a mixture of fantasy and reality and has slight sci-fi elements.



The Empire, which covers a large part of the land - not identical with the Earth's surface - is a monarchy with a democratic parliament, ruled by an Emperor or Empress with a rather large authority. It is divided into Lordships, each led by a Lord (except for the Capital, which is led by the Emperor posing as its Lord as well). Lords command their own force of warriors, trained specially for that - to serve the Lord as a police force and a guarding force from other Lordships and different countries just as well. There are, though, also Ronins - masterless warriors (which have either been fired, quit their jobs, or their Lord has been killed). Lordships do tend to change the area they cover depending on the territorial claims of the lords - the Emperor doesn't have to care about how they divide their areas between each other. No, you don't need a passport to get into a different Lordship, although there is a degree of rivalry between different Lordships.

The society, contrary to the almost-feudal political system, is on the level of first-world countries of the 21st century. You get everything you'd get in a rich, well-developed western country - cellphones, colleges, internet, skyscrapers, nightclubs, public transport, road crossings, hair dye, just anything you can think of that we, in the 21st century have. It's highly merit-focused and career is pressurized especially in highly industrialized regions, especially at the capital. The population is quite high, suffering from huge crowds especially in large, several-million-inhabitants cities, where the heights of sky-scrapers shadow the streets and commercials, hanging off their walls, blind people with their technicolor mosaic. A consume society much like ours, too. Especially for the young in large cities, it's a world where you work your ass of in the day to live in the night, a fast-paced life in a metropolis that never sleeps.

And what sets it apart? The fantastic things, off course!
It's completely not unusual to go twenty kilometers from the city, and meet a 5 meters tall monster going at you. If you delve into the ruins that dot the landscape here and there, you may stumble upon them, too. Weapons have, thus, reached stammering proportions. Guns with both bullets and energy blasts are just as common as carbon steel blades, and it's allowed to carry them in public. Nobody's going to give you weird looks for wearing armor in public, either. It's just as common as reading comics or drinking coffee.

What is not common?
Meta humans, esper, superhuman abilities, etc. Humans are just humans, deal with it. Someone is strong enough to throw a trashcan and someone else can remember anything from their college class after hearing it, but no one can create lightning out of thin air or fly. Technicolor eyes and hair and wild appearances are completely common though, as long as the outcome can still be easily regarded humans (that means, a neko girl would qualify, but a furry wouldn't).



~WHAT IS:

The Scarlet Note: One of the most powerful underground gangs of the capital. How to check if, when ambushed by a mobster of sorts, they can possibly be a member of the Scarlet Note? Are they wearing something red on their person? If yes, there is a chance that they are. If they aren't, the chance is far lower. They are also a gang infamous for loud and fast bikes that don't respect traffic laws much, and they definitely aren't people to mess with, although they aren't the only gang out there.

Ronins: Masterless warriors. Either having been fired, or after their Lord's death, a warrior doesn't usually start a different job once they can no longer act as a warrior. Warriors receive a special sort of education to be capable of fighting, and thus aren't fit for office work and such. Since the society has long since passed the once-honorable die-with-your-master, their number grew, but most are capable of finding other means of income by traveling the land and working as mercenaries, while others often become gangsters. The leader of the Scarlet Note is rumored to be a Ronin just as well. Some people look down upon them and consider them a problematic aspect of the society.

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Name: Yamahata Suketsune
Age: 25
Birth Date: 26/11
Gender: Male
Orientation: Heterosexual
Lordship: The Capital/Miyake
Occupation: The Empress' adviser/bodyguard/entertainer/whatnot

Appearance:
Height: 185 centimeters
|Hair color: Blonde
Eye color: Smoke gray

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Personality:
Likes: The Empress, living in luxury, shooter video games, nightclubs, sleeping, cigarettes, classy and expensive things, eating out, cats, chili
Dislikes: Cheap and low-quality things, gangs, his glasses breaking, when the taxi is late, girls that squeal, milk
Strengths: Confident, good at talking, quite intelligent; he can blend in about anywhere and is a five-star liar when he wants to. Retains his composure even when **** off, what makes him fit for the upper class.
Weaknesses: His fuse is actually lethally short; inner self-doubt, lazy and irresponsible when given a task he doesn't care for much.
Habits: Smoking and wearing his glasses even inside and at night, he likes to game or hang out at nightclubs till late night hours and wake up late. He puts his feet on the table whenever he gets a chance.
Quirks: Staring blankly when someone surprises him, at times he tends to be a bit absent-minded
Dreams: Becoming immortal so he can see more videogames being made and play them all, (secret) being near the Empress for the rest of his life
Fears: No more videogames existing, being kidnapped by a gang, losing his job

The opinions of others on Suketsune vary greatly. In high school, his most frequently used nickname was 'jackass'. Currently, he's considered a part of the top society, and yet he does not possess the mindset of a noble - just a good enough sense of pretense to fake it. Truth be told, he fakes his whole life - his only true wish is to be near Empress Miyake, whom he adores to the utmost point since he saw her for the first time as a child. He doesn't desire more than a neverending life in luxury near the Empress, as he enjoys all things good and expensive. He was a very lonely child with unfulfilled ambitions and dreams and thus he filled this emptiness with videogames, nightlife, and dreaming about someone that he could never realistically be with. That's why he pretended to be someone else, to get into the top society class, and be near Miyake at all times, even though he actually looks down on the nobles and politics.
He's a fairly stubborn person with a lethally short fuse, and only quite recently (during high school) learned how to control this temper of his. He's still willing to hurl a plate at someone who makes him angry enough, though.

Qualifications: Graduated with honors from a high-class university. Spent 4 years in university studying psychology, it is unbeknownst whether he got a diploma, or not, though. Took a weapon-operating course and driving lessons sometimes, too.

Important belongings:

Double-action .38 revolver, usually kept hidden on his person to ensure his (and the Empress') safety. It's one of the newest models, and works rather well whether he has to shoot a monster or a mobster. He prefers not to use it, though.

A switchblade knife with a carbon-steel blade, single cutting edge and a black hilt. Also usually kept on his person, but drawn rather rarely. After all, he officially poses as something of a bodyguard, not only an entertainer.

Bio:
Parents' relationship status: Divorced
Mother: Yamahata Kaneko, deceased
Father: Yamahata Sojuro, alive, a parliament member
Older siblings: N/A
Younger siblings: Yamahata Ryouko, sister, alive, university student
Other relevant family members: Shimura Tomoyuki, uncle, a parliament member
Spouse: N/A
Children: N/A

Suketsune was from a lesser noble family from the Capital, but even lesser noble families are filthy rich there. His father was a busy politician and his mother, too, had her hands full of work until his sister's birth. However, when Ryouko was two and Suketsune five, she was shot by a mobster and died on the spot. After that, their careerist father, unwilling to give up his aspiring political career, put them both into the care of his brother and his family - the Shimuras. Though, it ended up more like Suketsune taking care of Ryouko than lady Shimura caring for her. He was an overprotective big brother, but the careless attitude he received from all his relatives has left him with underdeveloped inner values and a stoic attitude to life. He got a good school paid for, though no matter what marks he got, little changed; his father always preferred the sweet and cute Ryouko than her lazy, cold-hearted older brother. He was sent to an university, too, but he just grew more and more distant from his family. For a time, he was rumored to be a part of a gang, even. That was...
Till Shimura Tomoyuki, the famous 'white suit' minister, took him for a visit to the Empress. He instantaneously fell in love with her, the moment he saw her he was sure he'd never like another girl, even though she was older and on a completely different social standing. He pressed on his uncle to help him get into the Empress' palace personnel - and surprisingly enough, the charismatic, humorous mask that he put up quite piqued her interest (together with the speed at which he could get a gun out and shoot). He was hired as a bodyguard and entertainer, and his monthly income skyrocketed up.

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Name: Yamahata Ryouko
Age: 22
Birth Date: 1/4
Gender: Female
Orientation: Bisexual with a preference for males
Lordship: The Capital/Miyake
Occupation: University student

Appearance:
Height: 158 centimeters
|Hair color: Blonde, pink, whatever, it changes about once a month, anyway
Eye color: Smoke gray

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How she really looks (no wig or contacts)

Personality:
Likes: Lolita fashion, drama, singing, expensive clothes, wigs, cat ears, cute pets, taking pictures of herself, attention, colorful things, milkshakes, reading
Dislikes: Fatty food, tomboyish clothes, when someone doesn't consider her cute, dirt, swearing, public toilets (she's afraid of them because of a certain myth)
Strengths: Confident, cheerful, always has a solution; she has an excellent sense of fashion and a good skill in getting along with people. She's very good with social media and making friends. A good singer and actor.
Weaknesses: Mild to moderate obsessive-compulsive disorder considering dirt and her appearance; quite stubborn and obsessed with herself. A bit of a brat.
Habits: Wearing wigs, drinking a milkshake in the morning instead of a coffee and reading before she goes to sleep. Her voice's pitch becomes higher by the amount of excitement she undergoes.
Quirks: Writing a diary with pictures about what she wears and reads every day; she likes to touch people's faces
Dreams: Being a worldwide-famous popstar and actress; being the cutest girl ever and marrying a 'prince charming'
Fears: Becoming ugly; the public toilet ghost; being alone



Qualifications: Graduated from a prestigious high school; currently studying performing arts in a top-class university. Has a driving licence (although she's rumored to drive awfully even on a straight road).

Important belongings:

A switchblade knife which was a gift from Suketsune, but she doesn't like it. Still, she carries it in her bag (as a protection from the public toilet demon and mobsters).

Other than that, she owns a couple of remarkable vases, fans and dresses which are regarded antiquities, but these are in her apartment.

Bio:
Parents' relationship status: Divorced
Mother: Yamahata Kaneko, deceased
Father: Yamahata Sojuro, alive, a parliament member
Older siblings: Yamahata Suketsune, brother, the Empress' bodyguard/entertainer
Younger siblings: N/A
Other relevant family members: Shimura Tomoyuki, uncle, a parliament member
Spouse: current boyfriend Ikeda Hirashike
Children: N/A

Ryouko was the younger - and sweeter - child of a prominent couple of lesser, but rich-as-hell nobles. Was, till her mother was shot by a gangster at the time when Ryouko was 2, and both she and her older brother Suketsune were rather quickly moved off to the Shimura family, their relatives. Unlike Suketsune, though, Ryouko wasn't ignored - lady Shimura was enamored with her adorable appearance and pampered her, dressing her in custom-tailored dresses and tying ribbons into her hair, even though she gave her no real sense of love and security. That was lacking, although Suketsune tried his best to be a good big brother. Her father, though, turned his attention to her when she was 15, and he discovered that she is a lovely girl worth presenting in the political world... And begun showing her attention, although it wasn't completely sincere. Ryouko loved it. While Suketsune was ignored for the large part, she got everything she wanted as long as she was cute and friendly. She graduated with honors and started visiting a prestigious university, studying drama and music; however, she was always afraid of being alone.

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Name: Ochida Tomiichi Yutaka (Kurusu Sen Hiroya by real name)
Age: 29
Birth Date: 13/1
Gender: Male
Orientation: Questionable.
Lordship: N/A (originally Niijima)
Occupation: Ronin

Appearance:
Height: 179 centimeters
|Hair color: Black
Eye color: Bright, venomous yellow

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Young (before his 'death')

Personality:
Likes: Swords and weapons in general, destruction, noodles, rare steak, motorbikes and fast cars, the night, watching people, provoking people, alcohol
Dislikes: Rich people, nobles, bright sunlight, fries, family cars, being pushed into an underground railway, maths
Strengths: No fear - he never lets fear or anxiousness affect his outside personality, to the point where it seems he doesn't have them; expert swordsman and martial artist that can beat stuff super easily; highly durable. Extremely skilled at avoiding the law.
Weaknesses: Can't do maths; he's manipulative, scheming, cruel and lacks empathy. It makes him an uncaring, cold person that abuses others for his personal needs and wants and then he doesn't care one bit about other people
Habits: He dresses up in the dark (literally); prefers to go through small alleyways than highways when driving. It often happens that when planning to fall asleep, he can't do so due to so many thoughts being on his mind.
Quirks: Often not taking his motorbike helmet off when he gets off and walking with it on; he tends to grin or smirk maliciously by instinct
Dreams: Unknown. Most likely involve killing things.
Fears: Also unknown.



Qualifications: The highest rank warrior qualification achievable (although he has licence just for some 2 grades under his real skill). A driving licence is in his possession, too, and he can drive about anything that runs on a sort of petrol and has wheels.

Important belongings:

Hakai and Sokkyo, two identical black carbon steel katanas. They are hand-made from high quality steel and beautifully ornate, having light-looking tsubas adorned by gold plating. He still possesses them from his warrior days, although he replaced the sheaths - from glossy black ones with golden flower patterns to matte black ones - and thus, without drawing the blades, it's not easily recognizable that they are 'Wind' and 'Thunder', as they were previously named. He carries them both on his back. | +

A black sports motorbike. It had a few adjustments done to go faster, but it's a rather reliable and fast vehicle even without it. And a pretty big one, too. Its headlights are dimmed on most times, if not outright turned off. A glossy black helmet goes with it, too.

Bio:
Parents' relationship status: Unknown
Mother: Unknown
Father: Unknown
Older siblings: N/A
Younger siblings: N/A
Other relevant family members:N/A
Spouse: N/A
Children: N/A

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Name: Kitahachi Ryu Joshuyo, he goes by Ryu
Age: 26
Lordship: Miyake
Occupation: Mercenary for hire, Scarlet Note Gang member

Appearance:
-- Height: 6’7”
-- Build: well muscled with a thin frame. It’s evident from the look of him that hunger is something he’s known a lot of. It’s also evident he works out and knows how to fight from the depth and number of scars that cover his arms and torso. His face however remains free of scars.
-- Hair: naturally a pale almost white blond. Though he does enjoy dying it every once in a while into various different and vibrant colors. Right now he has his hair mostly all white except for highlights that are vibrant electric blue. He keeps his hair long and braids it down his back into one long braid to make fighting easier.
-- Eyes: He has dark eyes almost black making it almost impossible to tell where the pupil begins. His eyes are large and almond shaped. His eyelids are almost invisible being shorter then normal making his eyes appear larger then they truly are.
-- Skin: He’s lightly tanned with fair skin.
-- Voice: He has a deep baritone. His syntax is crude and he doesn't use complicated words. He speaks in a straight forwards manner. He isn't educated and he likes it that way.
-- General description: He’s tall with a thin frame that comes from malnourishment and thickly lined with muscles that come from countless hours of fighting and even more hours of training. He wears his hair long and has a tendency to trim it with his knife. Money is for food and weapons and maybe clothing when it’s absolutely mandatory. He has no jewelry or adornment of any kind. His features are angular and well proportioned. He has a rugged rogue appearance. He has a worn out leather duster that he loves to wear because it conceals a lot of his weapons. He prefers black clothing and tends to wear a t-shit and black jeans under his coat which he never removes, yes he’s strange. He wears his Katana on a sheath across his back for easy access and has a harness of guns and knives. He has one small bag that hangs on the left side of his hip which hold a med pack for field dressing wounds and his most favourite thing, explosives.

His general aura is one that screams I’ll kill you if you look at me the wrong way,. He has an emotionless mask he wears so that people don’t see his true reactions or emotions to any given situations which gives him a deadly cold look. He wears a blood red leather mask that he usually has hanging loosely around his neck unless he’s getting ready to toss down or wanting to avoid identification in which case he pulls it up to cover the lower half of his face.

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Personality:
-- Primary motivator: survival

Plain and simple as it may sound Ryu, as he is best known, is highly motivated to survive. He is a street or gutter rat who was raised on the cold harsh streets and he knows just how dark and deadly the world really is. Before he was recruited for the Scarlet Note Gang he was a survivalist and lived on the streets learning to fight and learning how to be unseen and unnoticed. He’s been into all types of shady activities since he first landed on those cold hard streets that made Ryu the man he is. He’s more at ease amongst the darkest night and the roughest scum the universe has to offer then he’d ever been with any ‘noble’ person.

-- Core Traits:

Emotional disposition: acerbic and sarcastic. Ryu doesn’t care what anyone thinks of him and though he rarely speaks he often reverts to sarcastic quibs to conceal what he really thinks or feels. A thick shell of deadly calm is what he displays as far as emotional reactions to things. He’s acerbic and prides himself on his lack of social skills. Ryu also enjoys displaying the fact he’s bad to the bone. If there is one emotion Ryu will display it’s anger and that is never a wise place to be in. More likely to attack first and ask questions later or when everyone’s bloody Ryu isn’t known for patience or for sanity.

Moodiness: Ryu is calm in all things unless he’s angry then watch your back. He takes **** from no one and dishes it out quickly enough. Though most often he’ll just glower at you or ignore you completely.

Outlook: Pessimistic. The world is what it is and it isn’t going to change. Lucks a ****ing and he’s her welcomed pet...

Integrity: Unscrupulous. He’ll do what’s needed to survive everyone else be damned.

Impulsiveness: Controlled. He keeps himself on a tight leash and is a very focused individual. Once he takes a contract he sees it through no matter what.

Boldness: Cautions. He’s not timid in the least he’ll do what’s needed to be done and he won’t hesitate to act, but he is paranoid and vigilant. He expects betrayal and rarely does he trust anyone.

Flexibility: Stubborn. He’s not known to deviate from a path once he’s on it and he’s a stubborn bastard who’s dead set in his ways.

Compartment: Discordant. He doesn’t care what you think of him. He’s crude, acerbic and sarcastic and he likes it that way. Social skills are for those who don’t have to fight to survive.

Interactivity: Reserved. He’s not shy, but he is a loner. He likes himself best and he doesn’t try to make friends. He is who he is and he doesn’t much care if you like him or not.

Disclosure: Secretive. He doesn’t like to share. He’ll reply with a quick sarcastic comment about not being a woman when pressed on how anything makes him feel.

Conformity: Heterodox. He is who he is and he won’t conform to anything or anyone. He brazenly disregards laws as much as he does authority.

-- Secondary Traits:

Sense of humour: crude, dry and sarcastic
Sexuality: heterosexual
Religion: none

-- Habits and Hobbies:

Quirks, Habits, and Oddities: Facial tics (you know he’s angry when he develops a tic in his jaw that indicates he’s getting ready to explode along with a slight tension building in his muscles. Usually a good indicator that violence is imminent), Name dropping (he swears. A lot. Mostly because it gets under peoples skin and because he enjoys being socially inept), Blade sharpening/playing (he likes to toss knives around in his hands or sharpen his knives in public places.), Insomnia (Ryu never did like to sleep because he was weakest when he slept. Thus he learned to go long periods of time with little sleep. Though it makes him edgier then normal. Not that many would notice since he’s always edgy and ready for a fight).

Hobbies and Enjoyments: Fights, Motorcycles, Explosives, Killing things, Alcohol, Weapons.

Qualifications: basic education. No formal education. He can read and write well enough and can do basic math.
Important belongings: .32 Revolver, .45 Revolver, P90, Katana, Knives (he has twin sheaths on his forearms that he can get into his hands quickly for a total of four blades concealed in the sleeves of his coat. He has knives in both his boots that he can pull out of them easily enough in a crouch and he has three strapped to his left hip.), He carries a few homemade explosives in his pouch worn on his right hip that also contains his medical pack, shells and magazines for his guns and a wetstone for his blades along with a small bottle of oil.

He rides a Yamaha R1 motorcycle that is black with a metallic candy apple red ghost flame painted over the gas tank and other body panels.

Bio: Ryu doesn’t know his parents. He knows their names, but that’s about it, even then he doesn’t claim them. The streets were his mother and criminals his father. He doesn’t put any stock in family. Since his father was an abusive alcoholic who went and got himself killed over his debts and his mother was no better for her neglect; he was abandoned to the harshness of the streets when he was only nine years old.

Alone and used to being beaten for every breath he took Ryu finally found a modicum of peace. He was never one to abide by rules and so had no issue with steeling what he needed to eat and survive. Ryu soon learned that fighting was going to be his best chance at surviving the streets. Maybe not the wisest of kids Ryu tended to pick fights and usually got his ass handed to him for it. He learned from those beatings and take downs how to fight.

Necessity is the mother of innovation. Ryu didn’t care what it took so long as he could survive on those harsh streets. The memories of those times are not his best and he chooses not to dwell on them for sanities sake. He did however develop some very good skills. Filching, pick-pocketing and fighting to name a few are what he prides himself on.

At fifteen he was strong and he was ferocious, he had, and still does have, attitude problems that he tended to vent in a good fight. This is probably what brought him to the attention of the gangs in the area. He was picked up by the Scarlet Note and molded into an even more dangerous man. Since he prides himself on being tough as nails and bad to the bone he disregards all sanity and rules and approaches a fight with only one half step this side of life. It’s kill or be killed and it’s win or die. He refuses to back down and refuses to lie down and die.

You come at him he will fight you. There isn’t anything that Ryu wouldn’t do and he’s one cold guy who knows just what it takes to survive on his own. He trusts no one as a rule and has known more then his fair share of horrors and torture in his brutal past. Yet here he is alive, not sane mind, but alive and he plans to keep it that way.

He started drinking heavily when he was in his late teens. It’s about the only way he can find to relax that doesn’t involve blowing things to oblivion or killing monsters. Honestly most days he’s surprised he’s not on a perpetual killing spree and it’s really not that hard to convince him to kill. He just has to reach down into the rage that dwells just bellow the surface and he can do just about any form of mutilation and killing.

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IC be up. no posting order is established, or will be :D

C - Cui
R - Ryu if it's unclear to anyone

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guys: don't be afraid to post in the OOC! if you got any questions or anything, just ask :)

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an unconscious information pool is not a good information pool...
Suketsune's pretty much done for and Yutaka is just crazy enough to let him go.

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Cui will tell him about the wisdom of keeping him, so that all the higher-ups secrets may be spilled.
Or, he can be freed.

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Yutaka wants to free him to be able to watch him, see what happens to him after such a horrific experience, cause some commotion and set terror into people's minds. more fun than reality TV!

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Fair point lol

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Ryu will be sad he can't torture him more... lol

but watching the outfall chaos will amuse him just as much

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Name: Zhiao Tao
Age: 26
Birth Date: 27/4
Gender: Male
Lordship: The capital
Orientation: Heterosexual
Occupation: Criminal

Appearance:
Height: 208 Centimetres tall (6'8")
Hair colour: Coal black
Eye colour: Toxic green

Standing at 204 (6'8") centimetres with a lean, and overall rather wiry frame, that is fairly well muscled. His skin is fairly tanned, though not to the degree of most, as it retains is large deal of its pale base tone. His hair is of a coal black colour, and is fairly long. His face is rather elegant in appearance, with fairly high cheekbones, a thin nose, almond-shaped eyes of a toxic green tone, befitting more for a tropical snake rather than a person, and he has quite thin lips. It is a rare occasion that he shows much in the way of facial expressions. Most often, you will find Zhiao wearing rather fancy clothing in the form of faded jeans, a dark coloured shirt of some kind with a jacket over the top of it. With these, he often wears a pair of black leather shoes. However, when upon a job or otherwise not at peace he will be wearing a suit of leather armour reinforced with plates of Steel.

Personality:
Likes: Coffee, Motorcycles, Firearms, Being alone, the colour grey.
Dislikes: Large crowds, Imbeciles, Police, Military, The law, Nobles, Most people.
Strengths: Endurance, Excellent shooting skills, Excellent blade skills, Great at driving.
Weaknesses: Loner-Will not seek out the aid of others, even when it would help greatly. Stubborn-Hard to make him change his mind.
Habits: He will always triple check every window and door to ensure they are locked. He hardly ever invites anyone into his home.
Quirks: He prefers to drive on the left side of the road where possible, all his vehicles MUST be maroon or black.
Dreams: Unknown, likely involving him living another life without crime, a peaceful life.
Fears: Death, Being caught by the law.

Qualifications: Graduated from a prestigious high school with merits, and graduated from a high end university with honours. Very high level warrior degree.

Important belongings:
Carbon steel blade- A three foot long black carbon steel blade with a maroon cloth covered handle. Along the blade is etched in silver, are multiple scenes of battle and the celestial bodies.

Automatic rifle- A matte-black assault rifle with a folding stock for ease of concealment on his person. The rifle is constructed from various forms of plastic, resulting in a lightweight and easily concealable firearm.

Bio:
Parents' relationship status: Married
Mother: Li Quan
Father: Weiyuan Tao
Older siblings: Jun Tao (Sister)
Younger siblings: Kang Tao (Brother)
Spouse: N/A
Children: N/A

Zhiao was the middle child of a fairly powerful family in the capital, and given just how the power falls within cities, even this family had enough money to buy more or less everything they could desire. His father was a scholar of high respect and prestige. His mother was the owner of several upper echelon shops.

Given how lucrative those jobs were, and how they often didn't require the person to actually be there meant that Zhiao's parents had more time at home than most people of such high power. He got on very well with his younger brother, but not so much with his older sister, whom saw herself as the superior child for some odd reason, still unknown to him.

As time rolled by, he graduated from several high end schools with high merit and honours, he was considered something of a genius. However, he had never liked such schooling. When he finally came home from the schooling he was aged at around 24 years old, having finished everything to do with education in it's whole. It was about this time that he got involved with a gang. They were an upstart group that had very little recognition with the other gangs, and hardly anyone thought of them as a threat. It was a perfect starting point.

Everything went well for the next year or so, Zhiao maintained a normal life and did jobs for this gang on the side, the pay wasn't as grand as expected, but it was a start. It was one ill-fated day, that during a particularly bad job that he and the gang were finally found by the law. It was an intense shoot out, lasting only several minutes but killing all the gang members but himself. He was instead wounded by a stray bullet, but managed to make his escape.

Such a thing has weighed heavily on his conscious, and still governs most of his actions today. It was the main, and only, reason that he became a true criminal.
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Name: Yenay Jiang
Age: 21
Birth Date: 13/12
Gender: Female
Lordship: Capital
Orientation: Bisexual, leaning more towards women
Occupation: Scarlet note

Appearance:
Height: 127 Centimetres (4’1”)
Hair colour: Nutty brown (Lower back length)
Eye colour: Pitch black

Thin, gaunt and lacking in height when compared to most, Yenay is a tiny and underweight woman that really doesn't look all that intimidating at all. She isn't as curvy as some super model, but enough so, being somewhat 'gifted' for someone such as herself. Her eyes are a strange and somewhat creepy, pitch black in colour. Her hair is the colour of tree bark, a light nutty brown, and hangs down loosely to her lower back. She has completely paper pale skin, devoid of all its colour pigmentation due to her general lack of expose to sunlight. Upon her face and arms, are many cuts and scars inflicted by her. Her facial features are quite delicate despite being gaunt and thin, with high cheekbones and a thin nose, and some may even consider her to be fairly cute or attractive. She often wears whatever clothing she can find in her wardrobes, but much of her clothing is black or similarly dark colours such as greys or maroon. However, she will always be wearing a black jacket. It is rare to see her wearing any kind of brightly coloured clothing. For an item of red clothing, the insides of her hood are maroon in colour, and she always tends to wear maroon gloves.

Personality:
Likes: Tea, Blood, Yutaka aka the ‘boss’, the scarlet note, meat, blood, alcohol.
Dislikes: Loud noises, large crowds, darkness, bright lights, threatening people, large trucks, talking to people.
Strengths: Unpredictable- Crazed nature makes attacks hard to predict, Swift, Strong, Good with blades, Okay with guns, Sneaky.
Weaknesses: Can’t drive at all, Crazed, Timid, Not all that durable, wild mood swings.
Habits: She talks to barely anyone, but always talks to Yutaka when possible. She hardly ever wears bright clothing. She has a habit of talking far too quickly, and often stuttering because of it.
Quirks: She will often burst out into manic laughter without reason. She is prone to massive mood swings, swiftly altering how she interacts with others; however Yutaka can more or less stop her. She often experiences auditory and visual hallucinations, or delusions.
Dreams: Unknown, likely mixed and of past events in her life.
Fears: She is afraid of quite a lot of things when experiencing one of her less sane moments, which are quite common. Death.

Yenay is an extremely timid and introverted person that hates having to talk with others that aren’t people she trusts. She is fearful of many things and tries not to get into fights whenever possible, least she seriously harm that person. However, she is also crazed, and it is during these moments that she changes to something far different. The normally quiet and timid girl experiences wild mood swings, whether they be burning rage, or outright depression. She is also somewhat prone to fits of manic laughter for no apparent reason, despite being a fairly depressed person. It is extremely difficult to earn her trust, and as of yet only Yutaka and her family members have earned her trust at all, when Yutaka is around however, she becomes more talkative and generally much happier. It is quite difficult to anger her, but when she is angered, she will fight much like an animal, in a savage frenzy of biting and ripping.

Qualifications: Average level of schooling. Didn’t go to a university or college.

Important belongings:
Butcher’s knife- A large carving blade stolen from some unfortunate person one evening. It is forged from razor sharp carbon steel, with its handle being made from jet black plastic. It is kept on her person at all times, in a small leather sheath on her leg. It is rare for it not to be covered in fresh blood.

Handgun- A smaller sized handgun chambered for 9X19mm rounds in an eighteen bullet clip. The weapon is constructed from high strength black polymer, making it low-weight and easy to handle. This particular one has been fitted with a silencer, by someone other than herself, to aid in stealthy attacks.

Bio:
Parents' relationship status: Married
Mother: An Jiang
Father: Shen Jiang
Older siblings: Zhen Jiang (Sister, Living)
Twin: Jia Jiang (Identical sister, living)
Younger siblings: Kue Jiang (Sister, living), Xin Jiang (Brother, Living)
Spouse: N/A
Children: N/A

Born into a large middleclass family, Yenay was the elder-middle child, alongside her identical twin sister. Such a birth among her family was considered something of a miracle, since twins had never occurred in the family tree once before, it was perhaps nothing but superstitions however. Her father was an architect of some fairly high standing, though not enough to be famous or renown. Her mother had only a part time job as a teaching assistant at a nearby high school, having to also look after the children due to insufficient money to have a sitter constantly. Yenay and her siblings lived very average and dull lives for much of their early years of life, as they didn’t have the money to go off on amazing holidays or trips to far off areas, but they did have enough to money to live comfortably, despite how large the family was.

It was not until Yenay first began high school that any of her symptoms began to show themselves. She had always been a shy and quiet girl since birth, but now she showing ever more crazed and odd symptoms, from wild mood swings, to outright attacking people for little reason, laughing as she did so. It got so bad that she quite literally could not be allowed to go to a college or university, least she end up murdering someone. It was an ill fate indeed, for her father had just lost his job, having been blinded by a knocked over bucket of wet cement landing on his head, meaning that money was exceptionally scarce. As such, they literally could not afford to help her, they tried, but alas everything that had a real chance, cost far too much. She went through the rest of high school as something of a stranger, her friends, few in number as they were, dwindled down into nothing, all of them joining those that would mock and berate her, sometimes even outright bullying such as hitting her. Her grades suffered immensely, despite being fairly intelligent. Those family members not afraid to be near her tried to explain that it didn’t matter, but it was of no use. One evening she even flung herself from an unlocked bedroom window, resulting in numerous cuts, bruises and even a few broken bones. It was a sad attempt at stopping everything that didn’t work. It achieved a trip to a nearby hospital, but little else.

It was about this time that she was old enough to leave home, to find her own home elsewhere away from family, her very own home. But, she didn’t. Instead, the honeyed words and temptations whispered to her by a certain member of the Scarlet note attracted her to the group of criminals. Money wasn’t an aim of her own and didn’t matter all too much, as long as she had enough to live, she was happy. At first she was sceptical and scared of the other members of the group, seeing them as criminals and generally horrible people, but she soon warmed up to them, particularly the boss of the group, whom she eventually came to trust nearly as much as she would trust her own family.

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just for the info, they are now in an external warehouse in no way connected to the hideout. Yutaka will most likely just use Suketsune's phone to text Ryouko the location and leave... if anyone has better thoughts on it, tho, they're welcome to spill them out.

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Ikeda Hirashike, Ryouko's boyfriend, will be RPed by Fain and thus become a PC.

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Name: Shiganori Isane Yukio
Age: 35
Birth Date: 27/9
Gender: Female
Orientation: Asexual
Lordship: Originally Shintaro, currently Miyake
Occupation: Ronin, arms dealer

Appearance:
Height: 175 cm
|Hair color: Black
Eye color: Light sea-blue

It's Yukio! | +

Personality:
Likes: Men's clothing, breakfast in bed, people that know how to handle weapons, action movies, huge riffles, blasting things with aforementioned huge riffles, firepower, a well-crafted weapon, quality work, sarcasm, black humor, rice dumplings, not giving a damn
Dislikes: Her prosthesis malfunctioning, people that don't know anything about weapons, official clothing, girly girls, ammo running out, when someone gives too much damns, light beer, and tight clothes
Strengths: Confident in her field of work, competent, skilled, and a no-nonsense attitude; a good combatant and a down-to-earth person with a very realistic outlook on life and good leadership skills
Weaknesses: Lazy and lacking sympathy and mercy, little patience and a short fuse; her lacking arm poses as a drawback in combat along with the chronic pain she still experiences from the injury
Habits: Being extremely obsessive about the state of her weapons, she always checks them before she goes to sleep and after she wakes up; she thinks in a very weaponized way, one could even call her pragmatic and cynical for thinking of almost everything like usable objects
Quirks: Her weapons are her sweeties; she takes them more like pets or children than possessions. She even custom-paints them... And she secretly collects action figures.
Dreams: Owning the best, most advanced and up-to-date self-modified collection of weapons with the most firepower possible; getting a real right arm again to return to her line of work
Fears: Her weapons being stolen or destroyed; weapons ban


Qualifications: The highest available and achievable warrior licence; she has a huge knowledge on weapons, mainly guns, the ways they function, the ways they can be adjusted and improved, and also the way they kill. Can drive a truck and operate about any weapon that fires bullets or cuts through things.

Important belongings:

Except for an array of weapons, ranging from shotguns, airguns and hunting knives to miniguns and flamethrowers, she has these few sweeties that are special to her:

Uncle butcher: an air-cooled, electrically fired rotary cannon (minigun-style) which fires rounds at an extremely high rate; painted to give it a worn metal look; modified from six to twelve cannons, and weighting about 40-50kg. It's an extremely effective weapon that will tear walls apart, usually carried on the shoulder. It's heavy and difficult to maneuver, slowing Yukio down significantly, but who needs speed when you have extremely high firepower?

Pig-roasting cannon: It's what it says on the cover, a flamethrower. Similar in design to Uncle Butcher, it looks old, but is in perfect condition. It is big in size, this most times has to be carried on the shoulder (or under it). It blows flame from three different barrels, efficiently increasing its amount. It fires a gas flame, at higher powers gaining a blue-ish tint. And scorches everything that comes in Yukio's way and is stupid enough to stay there for more than a nanosecond.

Vibroblade: unnamed. This one is one of her more recent 'toys', but works like wonder if she accidentally runs out of ammo.

Bio:
Parents' relationship status: Never married, never lived together
Mother: Aya Tomori, status unknown
Father: Rikku Shiganori, deceased
Older siblings: N/A
Younger siblings: N/A
Other relevant family members: N/A
Spouse: N/A
Children: N/A

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