Name: Javier Morales
Nickname/Alias/Etc: Corporal
Gender: Male
Age: 37
Height: 1.76 meters
Weight: 77 kg
Status: Solo Criminal
Convictions:
- General court marshal in 2003. Sentenced a dishonorable discharge and 2 years suspended sentence for voluntary manslaughter.
- Allegedly imported narcotics by ship in 2007. Witnesses connecting Javier to the ship disappeared before trial.

Appearance
Hair Color: Dark brown
Eye Color: Dark brown
Ethnicity & skin color: Hispanic, American of Mexican descent. Brown
Physical Appearance: Javier has a athletic appearance after the military he has kept himself in good shape. During his tour in Afghanistan Corporal Morales was shot two times, once in the left abdomen and once in the left shoulder. The scars are still visible. Marine corps corporal insignia tattoo on right shoulder with the letter U.S.M.C. underneath it.
Attire: Javier is a bit of a peacock. He likes to dress to impress, having an range of suits and ties to match. In Javier’s mindset you dress like you feel and you feel like you dress. Faking a smile is much easier in an expensive suit. He can either be found in any dark colored suit with matching shoes and a tie or, when Javier is feeling casual, in kaki’s with brown leather loafers and a polo shirt

Personality
Outward & Innate Personality: Javier is a proud man. He knows that he is good at what he does and that shows through his calm demeanor. Javier is the type of man that stays at ease in high pressure situations trying to diffuse situations with intimidation and words. The marine corps made him somewhat of a perfectionist and he thus likes it if things go his way. If things don’t go his way, meaning he can’t talk his way out of a situation, he could rapidly turn violent. Exerting force and ‘solving’ the problem that way. Javier will try to keep the peace, but isn’t afraid to break something into more than one piece.
Hobbies/Interests: Sporting, mainly running and bodyweight training, ’80 and ’90 rock music and authentic Mexican food.
Skills/Talents: Being smart without being an academic, Javier can think on his feet. This comes in handy in both persuasion and gunplay. His childhood background makes him have somewhat of a renegade approach to situations, relying mainly on intimidation and deception. While his military background makes him experienced with guns. He is not a tactical genius, although he can hold his own, and Javier is by no means a sniper, preferring weapons he can conceal easily
Prized Possession: Miguel’s silver crucifix necklace
Quote(s): ”I have struggled, but I’ve found my way.” – Javier Morales
History/Bio:
“Mister Morales, why don’t you tell us more about yourself.”
“How can I be of service?” the Mexican replied.
“Quit the bullshit! You’ve been here for four days now. And I assure you it is going to get any more pleasant than this. Do you understand, ‘mister Morales’?” One of the guards blurted out.
“Morales, come on. Tell us about your past. We need to verify some things – really important.”

The interviewer tried to play nice. Javier could see that it took some restraint on the man’s part.
“Fine,” the Mexican started, “I’ll tell you about myself. My parents were immigrants. They went to the United States of America, such a fine country, but they came from Mexico.” The sentences rolled out without the slightest hint of accent, except for Mexico, which Javier pronounced as Mexico and not as Meksiko. “They settled in California and both found a job. Mi madre had a miscarriage, then my brother, then me. We grew up in the rough part of town. Mi Madre wanted us to finish high school, so we did. Then what? Miguel had joined the Army. I decided to join the Marines one year later. So how’s it going?”

The interviewer looked up from his notes, “How's what going?”. Javier smiled, “Senor Interviewer, don’t tell me you lover the story so much that you forgot to verify ‘some things’. You called it really important.” The interviewer looked a bit baffled after this.
“Don’t tell me you’ve been lying to me, senor interviewer.” Morales looked annoyed right now, “You haven’t been lying to me have you?” Now the interviewer started to get nervous.
“Docter Grunberg will ask the questions!” The blurting guard again.

“Would you stop?” Javier was talking directly to the guard now in a snide voice, “I was talking to Docter Grunberg!" Shifting his gaze, "So like I was saying; Finished high school, joined the marines. Went on my first tour, Afghanistan. Some friends died. My brother went on his third tour and was shot and killed, Afghanistan. Went on my second, to Afghanistan, and somewhere along the line I found out who had shot and killed my brother. Sometime later we had to raid an insurgent camp. Funny story, I killed the man, Abdul Al-something, that killed my brother. Apparently Abdul Al-something was Iranian intelligence, which was a problem for me. Somehow I managed to get off scot free, but they called it a dishonorable discharge.”

Morales paused. The interviewer looked up from his paper and anxiously watched the Mexican who started to get a beard after these couple of days.
“What happened after that?” The interviewer asked.
“How can I say this without bursting out in laughter…” Morales paused again and docter Grunberg didn’t know where to look at this point. “Well,” Morales started, “You could say I started an import-export business with some of my contacts in LA and in Afghanistan. Say you wanted to buy some fireworks, for example, but you want high grade fireworks and in a large batch. I can find said large batch of high grade fireworks for you and set you up with the firework's dealer. Of course I take a small commission fee after transaction.”
“So you imported bombs? What else drugs, guns, people?”
Morales let a small smile slip on his face, “No, docter Grunberg, I only import fireworks, flowers, hardware. I do not import cattle.”

Family:
Ricardo Morales – Father, unknown. Left his family when Javier was 13.
Maria Morales – Mother, alive. Living in a retirement home in California. Diagnosed with Alzheimer’s disease in 2011.
Miguel Morales – Brother, deceased. Miguel enlisted one year before Javier. Miguel was shot and killed by insurgents on his second tour in Afghanistan, he was an Army Corporal.
Roxanna Morales – Sister in law, alive. Roxanna was born Roxanna Jones, owns a convenience store in downtown LA.

Relationships
Relationships:
Kei Kusanagi - Neutral. Contact - "Has had good intel and results in the past, knows her job."
Mantis - Neutral. Unknown - "Heard of Mantis before, never seen him"

Abilities
Expertise: Information gathering by a network of criminal contacts and other information sources. Javier pays for information, then either uses or sells it.
Physical condition: Javier is more fast than strong. He has an athletic build and can overpower people a bit larger than him in a fair 1 v 1, as long as they haven’t had professional training. However, the not-so-fair 1 v 1 is better suited for Javier, using hit-and-run-like tactics. Using his military training and speed he is quite hard to pursue on foot.
Mental condition: Finished high school and enrolled in the officer program shortly before being discharged. Javier has a pretty good memory.
Limitations: Doesn’t like heavy weapons and machinery. Doesn’t like to be challenged by his peers. Doesn’t like being lied to. In general, Javier thinks he is a tad above the rest of the people around him. He will not show this easily, but he’ll remember it. Javier is not that strong, heavy weapons and fighting huge guys is a no go for him.
Other: (NOTE: Derp... Will figure something out for this section)

Basic Information Name: Timothy Aloysius Francis McMurphy Nickname/Alias/Etc: McThing Gender: Male Age: 31 Height: 203 cm Weight: 138 kg Status: Freelance Appearance Hair Color: Black Eye Color: Blue Ethnicity & skin color: Caucasian, fair-skinned Physical Appearance: McThing is an extremely tall and broad man, muscular yet undefined. His craggy face might be handsome under better circumstances, but is marred by a bad shaving rash and several scars. His nose in particular has been broken and reset numerous times. His hands are particularly large and tend to be bright red in contrast to his fair skin. Attire: McThing can usually be found in an inexpensive, department store suit, with the tie frequently loosened. He's no fashion-plate, though, he only wears a suit as part of the image he wants to project. Personality Outward & Innate Personality: Outwardly, McThing is quiet, preferring to cultivate his air of menace by intently watching others. Deep down, though, he is full of self-doubt and constantly trying to win approval or praise from others. Hobbies/Interests: McThing is an avid fan of comic books- he got his nickname from one of the members of the Fantastic Four. Skills/Talents: You do not hire Tim McThing for his mind. Rather, you hire him for the fact that he is a giant who possesses a great deal of physical strength. As a former pro wrestler, he is very good in a close-quarters scrap. He has a great deal of control- while he is certainly capable of hurting people very, very badly, he can also pull off flashy moves that look painful but are actually harmless to the other person (ideal for a staged fight). Additionally, he has some skill as an actor, often surprising people with how completely he is able to adopt a cover story or remember details or lines. Prized Possession: A mint-condition copy of Action Comics #1. Quote: “You guys keep this up, someone is liable to get hurt. FYI, it's not gonna be me.” History/Bio: Tim McMurphy was born and raised in the notorious Charlestown district of Boston. In a working-class family, there wasn't much money to go around. Without pocket money to buy the comics he loved (they were a welcome distraction from being smacked around by his drunken out-of-work father), Tim found his size and strength made it easy to take books or money from other children. He was in and out of trouble throughout his youth, dropping out of high school at 16 to pursue a professional wrestling career. He struggled in this job for another eight years, but between professional mismanagement and his own tendency to spend heavily, he had difficulty making ends meet. All that changed, however, when he was approached by a couple of men. They were the vanguard of Boston's organized crime scene, members of the Irish Mob. A towering man like McMurphy would be useful for intimidating even the most recalcitrant. McThing, as he came to be known, found he enjoyed the work, not to mention the pay. Soon he was accepting pay to rough up just about anyone, satisfying his baser instincts while finding his niche. Family: Tim McMurphy comes from a large Irish Catholic family. His father Daniel died two years back (Tim didn't bother to attend the funeral), his mother Angela is retired and lives in Boston. His siblings: Sean (37, welder, Boston); Allison (35, housewife, New York City); Paul (28, unemployed, Boston); Kevin (27, taxi driver, Providence); Christine (22, student, Lowell). In many ways, he is the black sheep of the family, all of whom live honestly. He is estranged from the rest of the McMurphy clan. Relationships Relationships: TBA Abilities Expertise: Muscle Limitations: Tim McThing is extremely bad with money. He spends injudiciously and doesn't even know how to balance his checkbook. While not exactly stupid, he is easily persuaded or misled. Additionally, his enormous size is also a drawback- he is pretty much incapable of operating with even the smallest amount of stealth, he has difficulty finding clothing or vehicles that fit him, he stands out vividly in the minds of witnesses.

Name: Kusanagi, Kei
Nickname/Alias/Etc: The Selfie Burglar
Gender: Female
Age: 26
Height: 153cm
Weight: 50kg
Status: Solo Criminal
Convictions: Grand Theft, Assault, Resisting Arrest
Alleged Crimes: Grand Theft, Breaking and Entering, Assault, Vandalism, Destruction of Public/Private Property, Arson, Inciting a Riot, Abuse of Emergency Response Services

Hair Color: currently Auburn Red (naturally Black)
Eye Color: Dark Brown
Ethnicity & skin color: Japanese/ Fair
Physical Appearance:

Attire: Typically casual urban clothes with simple solid colors and sometimes shirts with print. All in all a very unassuming style that makes her fit in to the crowd almost anywhere. She has been known to dress up for a heist or when the situation calls for it but otherwise sticks to her 'plain clothes' approach to fashion with only a handful of accessories. She also has a blue and black catsuit she uses while 'on the job'. Kei also keeps a number of disguises with wigs, contacts, and other accessories to hide her identity in public.

Outward & Innate Personality: Generally friendly and optimistic to everyone. She tries her best to get along with everyone and never start trouble. In truth, she's come to terms with the fact that she lives for the thrill of the heist and most other things are mundane to her. She does find some entertainment in video games and romance but she can never pull herself away from a good heist.
Hobbies/Interests: Video games, yoga, yogurt, crime novels, romance novels, romantic comedies
Skills/Talents: Acrobatics & free running, lock-picking, knowledge of security systems, pick-pocketing,
Prized Possession:
Quote(s): "If you don't want your things to get stolen you shouldn't put them out on display in the first place."
History/Bio: Kei's parents were killed in a car accident a year after she was born and so she was effectively raised by her aunt, a respected police officer in Osaka. As an act of defiance to her lawful aunt Kei began stealing. Small things at first like clothes and manga. She would always take a selfie right before she stole anything to build up her courage, this would later turn into her calling card. As the years went on she started to get more and more daring. Her heists became more complex, more expensive, until eventually she made her mark with InterPol after stealing an amulet belonging to a certain Egyptian pharaoh worth over six million in US dollars.
Family:
Father: Kusanangi Hirochi (Deceased at age 24)
Mother: Kusanangi Natsumi (Deceased at age 21)
Aunt: Kusanagi Tomoko (42)


Javier Morales 'Corporal' | Good | Associate | "I trust his intel and he always finds a decent fence for me."

Timothy Aloysius Francis McMurphy 'McThing' | Nuetral | Unacquainted | No thoughts as of yet.

Ryan Augustine 'Specter' | Nuetral | Unacquainted | No thoughts as of yet.

Nora Cypher 'Mantis' | Nuetral | acquaintance | "She seems confrontational which, by the look of her, makes a lot of sense."

Cameron Nelson 'Caine' | Nuetral | Unacquainted | No thoughts as of yet.


Expertise: Theft
Physical condition: About as fit as a gymnast with the agility of a cat.
Mental condition: Clever but by no means a genius. She's found her way out of many tight spots by thinking on her feet. Plans rarely pan out the way you want and so Kei has become accustomed to going with the flow.
Limitations: No real self-defense training, although she's not above giving a swift kick to the gonads.

Other: Speaks three languages; Japanese, English, and Chinese

Name: Ryan Augustine Nickname/Alias/Etc: Specter Gender: Female Age: 27 Height: 1.70m Weight: 58.5 kg Status: Working With Local Criminals Convictions: -The only official charge on her record is an assault charge -Has been arrested multiple times and yet has no time behind bars -Arrested on charges of larceny, grand theft auto, possession, and resisting arrest, all of which have been dropped. Appearance Hair Color: Unknown. She does have hair but the color varies. Her natural hair color is known to her and a select few only. Eye Color: Unknown. Brown is what she most commonly has been seen with. Ethnicity & skin color: Biracial, Caucasian and African. Light Tan skin. Physical Appearance: Ryan is of slender frame and average build, which is vital in her line of work. Behind the clothing she wears, or rather underneath, is a body that, while not a mass of muscles, is at least cared for on a fairly regular basis though there is still body fat to be found. She's not that obsessed. Her hair, whenever it's not hidden under a wig or a hat, is always cut short and out of the view of her eyes, which are perhaps her most easily identifiable feature being wide and expressive. Perhaps that is why she often hides them behind glasses. Her face is slightly wide in the cheek, but clever application of makeup does the trick. With proper prosthetic she could pass for a male, but such luxuries are never afforded in the local crime world. Attire: Ryan dresses to fit the situation, be that some casual in-style outfit straight out of an issue of Vogue or a black-tie approved dress or even a blazer and dress pants befitting someone attending a business meeting. In Ryan's case the saying 'the clothes make the man' is literal. 'The clothes make the woman'. When she's not out and about doing what people pay her to do, she likes to dress in a very business casual manner, blouse, skirt, sometimes heels, a fancy hat, sometimes a suit jacket...casual but professional all the same. Personality Outward & Innate Personality: There's a switch that happens to Ryan that turns it 'on', whatever 'it' so happens to be. For the most part, that means being sociable, laughing at terrible jokes, mingling, being involved, carrying a conversation no matter how dull it is. Ryan is a social butterfly when the need arises but when she's not on assignment she's quite introverted and prefers not to hang around people for long, just long enough for her to put a face to a name and not long enough for them to start delving into her personal life. Ryan is a very singular person, which has all but ruined her non-professional relationships, including those of her family. But you don't last long if you start developing relationships in this world. Hobbies/Interests: Ryan is a fan of classic cinema and maintains a firm belief that any film made after the sixties is not worth the time, she often names herself after relatively obscure cinema characters and claims there is no risk to that because "No one knows the classics because nothing blows up and no one is in a super suit." Botany is an interest of hers, she kept a mini flower garden on her windowsill at her old place. Funk and jazz music, both of which she always listens to before and after a job, often with no disregard for others when it comes to volume. Generally the jazz is for pre-job and the funk is for post-job celebrations. Skills/Talents: Ryan is charismatic, able to engage a small crowd of people or an individual both from the way she speaks and how she puts a focus on appearance: just enough to catch the eye, but not extravagant enough to draw everyone's attention; this also makes her good at fooling people into thinking she belongs in places where she clearly does not, such as private parties or meetings. In line with the charisma, Ryan is good at thinking quickly, or at improvisation because questions do so often arise. While not photographic, Ryan has a good memory and not just in regards to room layout, but with faces and names. Prized Possession: A silver ring she wears on her left pinky finger. History/Bio: Ryan was born in Chicago to a father who wanted a son so he could have a future NBA star and a mother who simply wanted a child that would make her proud. Neither parent got their wish. Ryan didn't perform particularly well academically, always just doing enough to get by, but she was still part of the 'popular' clique because the only test she needed to pass for that was being both physically attractive and able to gossip with the best of them. Flying colors, that test. It was in high school that Ryan first started swindling people, using batted eyelashes and promises of favors to get things, simple things, like lunch money or test answers. That developed into college until she was caught stealing and forced to leave, which wound up being a waste of money for her parents as she was not on a scholarship. Fortunately, there was work to be found in an urban space like Chicago, and it is there where Ryan honed her unique talents, starting small and lifting from businessmen and women at fundraisers before offering her services to local criminals with the promise of being able to hit banks so long as she got a decent cut of the profits. She's been involved in crime ever since her teenage years, and it would be foolish to stop now. That said, the fact that her criminal record is so...unusual bears discussion, though bring it up to Ryan and she'll surely have some practiced answer to take the heat off. Family: -Michael Augustine (Father, retired postal worker) -Donna Augustine (Mother, secretary for a company) -Derek Augustine (Younger Brother, student) -Alice Augustine (Grandmother, cashier at a convenience store, night shift) -Floyd Augustine (Grandfather, deceased) -Jessica Rodriguez (Unknown relation, possible flame.) Relationships Relationships: (Basically a section where you put your character's thoughts on the other ones they've encountered. You can also talk to other people and decide what your characters relations will be.) [Character name] | [Impression (Good/Bad/Neutral]] | [Relationship (Friend, Rival, Crush, etc)] | [Character's thoughts [EX: I think Bob is quite the amiable fellow, has a great head on his shoulders, but is kinda daft]] | Abilities Expertise: Chameleon. Ryan excels in going into a location and getting information on things such as camera layout, guard rotations, and potential structural weaknesses. She can also run distractions by entertaining guests in the event of heists being carried out at social events. Her job is to get in, blend in, gather information, and leave without leaving any trace that she was there. Physical condition: Ryan isn't exactly fast nor is she some kind of athlete, but she is in okay physical condition. She's not there for her physical strength or stamina, not is she there to fire guns. She won't get tired out instantly from running, but don't ask her to sprint. Mental condition: More street smart than book smart, with a hell of a memory to boot. Limitations: As a chain smoker, her stamina leaves much to be desired and she often has coughing fits and has the potential to suffer from withdrawal if she goes without smoking. Strenuous physical activity or things involving firearms are out of the question, as both would be far too painful or complicated.

Basic Information Name: Cameron Nelson Nickname/Alias/Etc.: Caine Gender: Male Age: 25 Height: 170.18 cm Weight: 79 kg Status: Self-Made Gangster Hair Color: Black Eye Color: Ethnicity & skin color: Light brown, African American/ Puerto Rican Convictions: - (Juvenile) Possession of a firearm - Probation (Juvenile) Possession controlled substance: Crack/Cocaine – Probation violation, detained 180 days in a juvenile facility. (Juvenile) Attempted Murder – 10 year sentence Personality Outward & Innate Personality: Enthusiastic, Life of the party, Charming would be the perfect description of Cameron Nelson as the people know him. Although his tactics leaned more towards the brutal side, he was highly favored in various communities. The line between business and pleasure are never crossed when it comes to this young man, considered a guy you’d defiantly want to party with. Despite his cheery appearance and lovable surface, underneath lies his curse of the wicked infatuation with currency. When the occasion calls, he will stop at nothing to enjoy the luxuries of a lavish lifestyle. Always conservative with his actions and schemes, he always gets the job done no matter what or who stands in his way. Hobbies/Interests: Following the occasional drug usage, a small spree of robberies are known to spring about in surround areas in which he resides. Some would call it an addiction, but for Cameron it was a way to pass the time, and there was nothing like that rush to make you feel alive. Skills/Talents: Specializes in the art of Interrogation, Distribution, Weapons handling and covert operations (Contract Hits) Prized Possession: A small token of remembrance in the memory of his older brother. Quote(s): N/A History/Bio: Since the first day Cameron Nelson opened his eyes, this youth has found out has seen just how ugly things get on the shady streets. The second son to a drug dealing father and a stripper mother in New Orleans Louisiana, Cameron's life was anything but what you see on the television. At the age of 5, he witnessed the murder of his parents inside their bedroom, due to a brutal home invasion, leaving him and his older brother (Michael) to relocate with their grandmother in Houston TX. It would seem that things would begin to look up for the pair, but it was completely the opposite. Life in the gutter was no glamorous event and they both knew that getting a nine to five wouldn’t get them rich anytime soon. Cameron’s brother took it upon himself to join the local street gang that ran the neighborhood, hoping that his dreams would be fulfilled sooner rather than later. Though affiliated, Cameron was never a member, often performing various gang hits and robberies, some for his own survival. As the years passed, tension grew between the two siblings as Cameron began to branch off with his own schemes and plots that would not benefit the gang, but simply himself. It was at the age of 12 when he began taking contracts from the local drug kingpins that ran the neighborhood and other surrounding areas. Things had seemed to be going fairly well for the youngster that is until he received the contract to take out his own brother. The decision had been pondered for only a few days before he came to a conclusion about his dilemma. The resolution to the problem was simple to one more than the other and two days later, the body of Michael had been located inside of a dumpster behind the local gas station. A highly favored pinky ring was to be presented as proof of the deed, earning the heartless adolescent the nickname of “Caine”. Nearly six had passed since the death of his brother and since that period, Caine’s name began to spread throughout the cities of Texas like a virus as one of the most ruthless modern day Outlaws that the state had seen in quite some time. Cameron was only fifteen years old when he was detained and convicted of attempted murder of a state’s witness and was sentenced to 10 yrs. He served two years in the youth detention center before he was released for only a year before returning to a cage on a parole violation for drug abuse and weapons possession. At the current age of 25 Cameron Nelson has recently been released to the streets after serving the remaining seven years out of his ten year sentence, ready to conquer all that lies before him. Family: Mother (Deceased), Father (Deceased), Brother (Deceased) Grandmother (Alive) Relationships: (Basically a section where you put your character's thoughts on the other ones they've encountered. You can also talk to other people and decide what your characters relations will be.) [Character name] | [Impression (Good/Bad/Neutral]] | [Relationship (Friend, Rival, Crush, etc.)] [Character's thoughts [EX: I think Bob is quite the amiable fellow, has a great head on his shoulders, but is kinda daft]] (Under Construction) Abilities Expertise: Expert in the usage of short and long blades, Negotiation, Carjacking, Kidnapping. Limitations: Drug Abuse (Marijuana, Liquid Codeine, Cocaine) to mask the effects of a severe case of PTSD. Other: N/A