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The night is dark and... full of bears?!? (The Night Wardens)

I'm interested

Royal Rumble!

Sidney

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Name: Sidney Henderson (Flower Boy)
Age: 16
Grade: HS, 2nd Year, Mephisto's

Biography:

Sideny was raised by two lawyers, they were lying, cheating, manipulative crooks who took whater they could get and defneded the worst of people. This might all be fine if they were not parents, or if they were bad at their careers, unfortunatly neither of those were true. Instead they rasied a mini version of themselves, Sidney was raised to think abotu number 1 and everyone else could go pile sand, but unlike his parents he was not burned by the world and had no reason to be so selfish. He understood perifectly that his aprents were bad people, and that he had no reason to follow in their footsteps...but what fun is that.

He liked working people over, he enjoyed that look of despair, of failure and defeat. Most would see him as a shy boy, not really one to talk or speak out, but that is all apart of his plan. He would much rather get you all comfortable and friendly and then pull the rug out from under you at the last minute. It is easy for him to make "friends", but the real companions know of his true nature and the facade he hides behind. When it came down to picking a school he had options, his parents wanted him to go to St. Laurel's, but he was drawn to the darkness that was Mephisto's, and "convinced" his parents that it was the better option.

Now he rolls in the dirt with the other "Students" at Mephisto's, ruining lives one person at a time.

Powers: Natures Herald- Sidney's powers allow him to create, shape and manipulate different parts of plants. He himself is a living biosphere, his insides are all different aspects of nature and plant life, he has been known to host insects within him as well, bees, ants, and spiders are among the few. Extremes are his greatest weakness, too hot and he wilts, too cold and he freezes, like plant life he can adjust but it takes time and a lot of food. Fire, of course, is a big NO, and Sidney is extra flammable.

• Chlorokinesis:The basics of plant control, growing thick vines, moss, flowers, fruit, seeds, anything from A-Z when it comes down to plant life. He can accelerate growth and slow it down, also command plants to move or act in a certain way; like ordering a tree to hit you with a branch, vines to wrap around your legs etc.
• Body of Nature: Sidney's body is partial made of plant life and he can fully augment and control those parts. Every part has some sort of plant aspect, exuberating control would be sprouting tulips from his, turning his skin into wood, the hairs on his arms into thorns etc.
• Living Host: Sidney can host specific insects and rare plants. He can keep an entire ant colony, beehive, or any other group orientated insect within his body or just insects in general. He can only host one group or 2 separate species at a time. As for plants, he can take in certain plants but he also adopts their weakness'. If a summer plant gets left in the cold it will die and the same goes for him. The benefit is that over time he will adjust to the new plant within him and gain an upgrade to his body.

Relationships:

• Bak Tsarevna: "Such a pretty little flower, very few can really appreciate her finer qualities but I will make sure to put them to good use." Sidney actually likes Bak, even though she has been victim to his lies more than once. One of the few people he considers a "friend", just don't tell him that he is not too fond of the word.
• Rurik Alexeev: "Yawn...I guess." Sidney doesn't care about or for Rurik, to be honest, all he see's is a lazy boy, but what teenage male isn't.
• Gilliam DeWitt: "He is a glutton, but with a little home training might become something more." This is an interesting person? Sidney needs more time to study him before making a further judgment, and for christ sake keep him away from the flowers, the boy keeps eating them.
• Clara Erdrigan: "Well she is...intimidating and I try to steer clear." Sidney does not get scared, ever, even in the face of failure, you will see anger and hate before you see fear. Clara is one of the few women, next to his mother, to put a chill in his spine and he respects that. Power respects power, simple as that.
• Christine Abigail: "What? She is a living ice box with a pretty face, NEXT!! I don't have time." Most plants don't like the ice, just as much as most plants don't like fire. While Sidney can respect the plants that do survive in those conditions, why would he be friends with one of his major weaknesses?
• Vernon Gire Jester: "Let it be known the reason I'm still here is because Clara is outside. I don't even know him, would't want too, now who else..." Sidney has not spoken much to the upper classman, aside from hsi magical affinifty, he sees no reason as to why they would cross paths.

Royal Rumble!

Sidney

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Name: Sidney Henderson (Flower Boy)
Age: 16
Grade: HS, 2nd Year, Mephisto's

Biography:

Sideny was raised by two lawyers, they were lying, cheating, manipulative crooks who took whater they could get and defneded the worst of people. This might all be fine if they were not parents, or if they were bad at their careers, unfortunatly neither of those were true. Instead they rasied a mini version of themselves, Sidney was raised to think abotu number 1 and everyone else could go pile sand, but unlike his parents he was not burned by the world and had no reason to be so selfish. He understood perifectly that his aprents were bad people, and that he had no reason to follow in their footsteps...but what fun is that.

He liked working people over, he enjoyed that look of despair, of failure and defeat. Most would see him as a shy boy, not really one to talk or speak out, but that is all apart of his plan. He would much rather get you all comfortable and friendly and then pull the rug out from under you at the last minute. It is easy for him to make "friends", but the real companions know of his true nature and the facade he hides behind. When it came down to picking a school he had options, his parents wanted him to go to St. Laurel's, but he was drawn to the darkness that was Mephisto's, and "convinced" his parents that it was the better option.

Now he rolls in the dirt with the other "Students" at Mephisto's, ruining lives one person at a time.

Powers: Natures Herald- Sidney's powers allow him to create, shape and manipulate different parts of plants. He himself is a living biosphere, his insides are all different aspects of nature and plant life, he has been known to host insects within him as well, bees, ants, and spiders are among the few. Extremes are his greatest weakness, too hot and he wilts, too cold and he freezes, like plant life he can adjust but it takes time and a lot of food. Fire, of course, is a big NO, and Sidney is extra flammable.

• Chlorokinesis:The basics of plant control, growing thick vines, moss, flowers, fruit, seeds, anything from A-Z when it comes down to plant life. He can accelerate growth and slow it down, also command plants to move or act in a certain way; like ordering a tree to hit you with a branch, vines to wrap around your legs etc.
• Body of Nature: Sidney's body is partial made of plant life and he can fully augment and control those parts. Every part has some sort of plant aspect, exuberating control would be sprouting tulips from his, turning his skin into wood, the hairs on his arms into thorns etc.
• Living Host: Sidney can host specific insects and rare plants. He can keep an entire ant colony, beehive, or any other group orientated insect within his body or just insects in general. He can only host one group or 2 separate species at a time. As for plants, he can take in certain plants but he also adopts their weakness'. If a summer plant gets left in the cold it will die and the same goes for him. The benefit is that over time he will adjust to the new plant within him and gain an upgrade to his body.

Relationships: TBA

Royal Rumble! (Modern anime high-school super-powers? Oh my!)

Still open?

A.I. am Human (Cyborg 009 remake)

#002

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Name: Argus Siskos
Cyborg # : 002
Nationality: Greek
Age When Created: 16
Additional Power: Soundbending- Argus can shape and manipulate sound. Aside from the basic sonic scream, his vocal cords have been modified to allow for the usage of a wide variety of sound levels. His body was augmented to allow not only the control of sonic energy but also to withstand high and low levels of sound and vibration.
Likes: Cats, children, honesty, living healthy, planning, Sweets
Dislikes: Birds, liars, smoking, anything bitter, the ocean, Organized Crime
Former Occupation: Store Clerk/Dealer
Experience:

• Helped stop a giant mutant gorilla (With ummmm...oh yeah 006...I think.)
• Saved the majority of a small town from a wildfire (In my defense, I got all the people but missed the dogs.)
• Snubbed 3 Russian Mob bosses (They wanted me to sing for them...hehe.)
• Acted as bodyguard for the President of Frances' Daughter for a week (I guess he wanted old yeller to keep an eye on her)
• Saved a children's orphanage (Gotta help the kiddos)

Appearance: Argus stands at 5'9 and has a slim build. His brown hair, dark hazel eyes, and elfish ears are all different qualities that you would notice at first glance. In public he can be seen wearing anything from sweats and a plain shirt to a full-blown suit, all depends on the occasion. He does enjoy hats though, baseball caps, snapbacks, cowboy hats, you name it he wears it.
BRIEF Bio: Argus was the only child of a struggling single mother. The quiet pair lived in a ghetto right outside the city of Athens, in a small apartment. They had a simple living, at least from Argus' point of view, but in actuality, they were barely making ends meet. His mother was unable to keep a job, his father was an American man who died in the Vietnam War, his mother left America the year Argus was born and returned to Greece. As Argus got older he became aware of their situation and did everything he could to help out and found himself involved with an underground crime syndicate. He was a runner otherwise, know as a mail boy. Delivering packages to certain locations and then getting paid for surviving the drops, the job was stressful and caused him to pick up a smoking habit. This habit leads him to be diagnosed with a rare and aggressive form of lung cancer, but that did not stop him from working. His lack of self-care leads him to be hospitalized. Argus knew he was going to die anyway so why not speed up the process, what he didn't expect was to get kidnapped in the night and given the option of either dying or becoming apart of a secret experiment...
Notes: TBH

A.I. am Human (Cyborg 009 remake)

I am definitely interested if there is still room.

Minutes to Manhattan

Cesar D'Entremont

Cesar D'Entremont • Age: 18 • Student/Baker • Tyrone Smithers

A p p e a r a n c e

From a distance, Cesar looks like a caramel skinned short boy. Up close and personal the first thing you notices would be his sea blue eyes. Cesar embodies the short baker look, from his 5'9 height to his small build and baby face. He has no outstanding marks or scars, not a single tattoo or piercing, and make-up is out of the question. He sticks to his normal semi-low haircut, keeps the curls in place and makes him look clean all around. Cesar is an affordable fashion advocate, he loves to take his long coats, ripped or old shirts/jeans, and those clearance rack finds and puts them to good use in a plethora of ways. Most can see him rocking his homemade jewelry (no piercings of course), long coats, bolo ties, the works.

In any setting, Cesar will always find a way to look the most comfortable in the room. It's just the aura that he carries as if he is living at a slower pace. When he is out and about there is most likely some kind of sweet in his hand, a mess on his back, or a littler of papers in his arms. At home, he hates constricting clothes, mostly opting for lose joggers, big sweatshirts, muscle tees (even though he has none) and the classic skin and boxers. During work, he is usually covered in flower, and wearing some kind of apron, not really one to clean himself up before moving on to the next project. To summarize, Cesar is messy and comfortable, not really one to stress what he wears or how he carries himself.

P e r s o n a l i t y

If there are two words that described Cesar it would have to be comfortable and warm. Not that warmth like its cold outside, that warm like everything is just right. He is not too cold, not too hot, just right, Cesar is that guy you meet behind the counter and want to spill your life story to because he gave you a comforting smile. He loves to just sit and listen, watch and learn, never really one to go out and cause problems (because he feels like drama is waste of time). Life for him is that warmth, he is a simple guy so he says what he means and how he feels upfront and doesn't layer his words with endless meanings and devices. In his mind, if it's not as simple as baking then something is wrong. Taking life in warm strides have made him the emotional type, he will cry at a sad part of a movie, show his excitement for something he loves. This has made him an honest person because its hard to lie when he wears his emotions on his sleeve.

If Cesar had a spirit animal it would be a sloth: warm, cuddly, and relaxed. He always tries to make sure he is gonna be as comfortable as possible, no matter the situation. In class, you want to sit next to him, while he is at work you want to watch him work, he even makes yoga look as good as its supposed too. This mentality leads him to bump heads with others on how to deal with things, Cesar wants to do it his way (because that's the best way). For all his chill he has some bite, he rolls his eyes and talks mess under his breath, Cesar has a way of making sure you know that he does not like you even if he won't come out and say it.

B i o g r a p h y

"Candy is so overrated, come try some real desserts."

Hey guys, today we spotted our favorite little baker: Cesar D'Entremont. Unlike most of the Upper-East Side, he is not even from New York. This boy hails from the small town of McRae, Georgia. He had to deal with the whole black single mother act all fo his life rumor has it that his dad was some big spender on Wall-Street or that he was some major political player, but we don't know the truth (and neither does Cesar). Instead let's focus on who was in his life: Miss Nancy Tate, a single mother, baker, and businesswoman. She has not always been the new money on the block in the Upper East Side, once upon a time, she was nothing more than a small time waitress who would make her pies for the no-name dive she worked in. She was destined to be stuck in that town, but for some reason, after she got pregnant someone "discovered" her skills with a whisk and some flour.

It was as if his birth was a golden ticket, and boy did she win the grand prize at the chocolate factory. She started small, a little line of pies that caught up quickly in the southern community, then Miss Nancy Tate went countrywide. You all remember, the horrible logo, ugly colored box, but what was inside was the best blueberry, apple, or chess pie you had ever tasted (I am so glad she got some marketing help). It is history from there, little Cesar lived in Atlant until his 9th-grade year, and then he and Miss Tate moved to the Upper East Side, when she got on the New York Times Bestseller list with her hit cookbook (the one among many).

Speaking of Cesar he and his mother have never been closer, he has pretty much been the sloth on her back while she took this "amazing ride", as she calls it. He never objected to much of anything and was always there to take the pictures with her and smile at the interviews. Of course, it was easy to get him into Columbia University, I mean we all remember when the school magically started to be catered by Tate Sweets the year before our little sloth started to attend. On campus, you will either find him nodding off in class or at Sprinkles whipping up the next batch of goodies you will probably be eating.

Now my dedicated readers wrap your mind around this cookie; we all know about the southern bell's rise to fame, but who brought it about. Is it really a coincidence that Cesar was born and then a few months later she hops on that wave, considering the wave has probably never seen McRae, Georgia before. There is still the question of Cesar's father, and every time he has ever been asked about its always the stereotypical automated responses, but that does not put our curious hearts to ease. I have some birdies who might have a lead on that situation but don't want to disclose anything too soon, would hate to ruin the cake that I am currently baking.

I'll see you all when the cookie crumbles.

XOXO
Gossip Girl

Minutes to Manhattan

Enjoy my baking sloth. :)

Cesar D'Entremont

Cesar D'Entremont • Age: 18 • Student/Baker • Tyrone Smithers

A p p e a r a n c e

From a distance, Cesar looks like a caramel skinned short boy. Up close and personal the first thing you notices would be his sea blue eyes. Cesar embodies the short baker look, from his 5'9 height to his small build and baby face. He has no outstanding marks or scars, not a single tattoo or piercing, and make-up is out of the question. He sticks to his normal semi-low haircut, keeps the curls in place and makes him look clean all around. Cesar is an affordable fashion advocate, he loves to take his long coats, ripped or old shirts/jeans, and those clearance rack finds and puts them to good use in a plethora of ways. Most can see him rocking his homemade jewelry (no piercings of course), long coats, bolo ties, the works.

In any setting, Cesar will always find a way to look the most comfortable in the room. It's just the aura that he carries as if he is living at a slower pace. When he is out and about there is most likely some kind of sweet in his hand, a mess on his back, or a littler of papers in his arms. At home, he hates constricting clothes, mostly opting for lose joggers, big sweatshirts, muscle tees (even though he has none) and the classic skin and boxers. During work, he is usually covered in flower, and wearing some kind of apron, not really one to clean himself up before moving on to the next project. To summarize, Cesar is messy and comfortable, not really one to stress what he wears or how he carries himself.

P e r s o n a l i t y

If there are two words that described Cesar it would have to be comfortable and warm. Not that warmth like its cold outside, that warm like everything is just right. He is not too cold, not too hot, just right, Cesar is that guy you meet behind the counter and want to spill your life story to because he gave you a comforting smile. He loves to just sit and listen, watch and learn, never really one to go out and cause problems (because he feels like drama is waste of time). Life for him is that warmth, he is a simple guy so he says what he means and how he feels upfront and doesn't layer his words with endless meanings and devices. In his mind, if it's not as simple as baking then something is wrong. Taking life in warm strides have made him the emotional type, he will cry at a sad part of a movie, show his excitement for something he loves. This has made him an honest person because its hard to lie when he wears his emotions on his sleeve.

If Cesar had a spirit animal it would be a sloth: warm, cuddly, and relaxed. He always tries to make sure he is gonna be as comfortable as possible, no matter the situation. In class, you want to sit next to him, while he is at work you want to watch him work, he even makes yoga look as good as its supposed too. This mentality leads him to bump heads with others on how to deal with things, Cesar wants to do it his way (because that's the best way). For all his chill he has some bite, he rolls his eyes and talks mess under his breath, Cesar has a way of making sure you know that he does not like you even if he won't come out and say it.

B i o g r a p h y

"Candy is so overrated, come try some real desserts."

Hey guys, today we spotted our favorite little baker: Cesar D'Entremont. Unlike most of the Upper-East Side, he is not even from New York. This boy hails from the small town of McRae, Georgia. He had to deal with the whole black single mother act all fo his life rumor has it that his dad was some big spender on Wall-Street or that he was some major political player, but we don't know the truth (and neither does Cesar). Instead let's focus on who was in his life: Miss Nancy Tate, a single mother, baker, and businesswoman. She has not always been the new money on the block in the Upper East Side, once upon a time, she was nothing more than a small time waitress who would make her pies for the no-name dive she worked in. She was destined to be stuck in that town, but for some reason, after she got pregnant someone "discovered" her skills with a whisk and some flour.

It was as if his birth was a golden ticket, and boy did she win the grand prize at the chocolate factory. She started small, a little line of pies that caught up quickly in the southern community, then Miss Nancy Tate went countrywide. You all remember, the horrible logo, ugly colored box, but what was inside was the best blueberry, apple, or chess pie you had ever tasted (I am so glad she got some marketing help). It is history from there, little Cesar lived in Atlant until his 9th-grade year, and then he and Miss Tate moved to the Upper East Side, when she got on the New York Times Bestseller list with her hit cookbook (the one among many).

Speaking of Cesar he and his mother have never been closer, he has pretty much been the sloth on her back while she took this "amazing ride", as she calls it. He never objected to much of anything and was always there to take the pictures with her and smile at the interviews. Of course, it was easy to get him into Columbia University, I mean we all remember when the school magically started to be catered by Tate Sweets the year before our little sloth started to attend. On campus, you will either find him nodding off in class or at Sprinkles whipping up the next batch of goodies you will probably be eating.

Now my dedicated readers wrap your mind around this cookie; we all know about the southern bell's rise to fame, but who brought it about. Is it really a coincidence that Cesar was born and then a few months later she hops on that wave, considering the wave has probably never seen McRae, Georgia before. There is still the question of Cesar's father, and every time he has ever been asked about its always the stereotypical automated responses, but that does not put our curious hearts to ease. I have some birdies who might have a lead on that situation but don't want to disclose anything too soon, would hate to ruin the cake that I am currently baking.

I'll see you all when the cookie crumbles.

XOXO
Gossip Girl

Game of Heaven: Where Gods work at McDonald's

Moved over Uriah and added his bio so ts there to read.

Game of Heaven: Where Gods work at McDonald's

Uriah

"Rise"

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Name: Uriah Collins
Age: 23
Birthday: August 22, 1993
Nationality: British/American Dual Citizenship
Ethnicity: British, and German
Birth Place: Oxford, England
Current Residence: Las Vegas, Nevada
Gender: Male
Education: Bachelors in Criminal Justice
Mortal Job: Police Officer

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Pantheon: Crime, Corruption, and Trickery
Height: 155cm/5'10
Weight: 165lbs
Build: Lean
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Black
Skin Tone: Pale
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: 11 tattoos, and 3 piercings.
Personal Style:

Uriah does his best to keep up with tha fashion approaprate for a 23 year old man. At work he can be seen with simple earings and a small nose ring, but when he is at home or out on the town, his tattoos are out and his metal is in. He dresses in an array of colors and wears out of pocket stuff all around: long coats, bolow ties, see-through shirts, LEATHER, and much more. He has a nack for pulling it all off. Soem tiems he does like to draw it back and keep it simple with a sweater and some jeans, but thast only on a rainy day. All in all, when you catch on the strip you know its him and for some reason you can't stop staring.

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Psychology

Playful ♠ Apathetic ♠ Decitful ♠ Prideful

Sexuality: Bisexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality:

Uriah is the man the at the poker table with that soft smile and warm eyes that looks harmless. In actuality, he has been swindling people out their money all night and chuckling every time someone folds out and walks away with that mystified look on their faces. He is a wolf in sheep's clothing who does not really care for (actively tries to avoid) the pressing issue and important matters. Instead, he wants to play the games and beat around the bush, hoping to frustrate others and drive them closer to committing the immoral sins he loves so much.

When most speak to him he wears a bright smile that is laced with intentions (some good some bad) and he usually wants to talk about what the world could be instead of what it actually is. He is a daydreamer and will constantly nod off during important conversations, anything that is not important to him receives a lazy expression and a yawn. One thing he does love is a challenge, whether it be a game, a test, or some kind of physical challenge.

Habits:

• Biting his nails when nervous
• Running his hand through his hair, even pulling on it when he is stressed or anxious.
• He does bite his lip when a scheme has found its way into his head.

Hobbies:

• Gaming
• Partying
• Running
• Mmessing with people
• Reading
• Working part-time as a dealer

Fears:

• He has a fear of losing, this will cause him to sweat and shake a little. Defeat and failure, in general, make him cringe especially if he knew that he bit off more than he can chew. This fear is even worse if he planned to win but ended up failing anyway.
• Uriah has a fear of pain.
• Lastly he has a great fear of Lighting. For some reason, the booming sound and rumble just cause him to quake in his boots.

Likes:

• Video and Tangible Games
• Red Pandas
• Cars
• Bright Lights and Tall Buildings (Urban Environments)
• Winning
• Cute things (i.e stuffed animals, phone charms, bunnies)
• Suits (He looks good in them.)

Dislikes:

• People who resist their urges ("A life without sin is a life not worth living.")
• Hicks (Its the 21st century, get a phone)
• Pointless arguments that waste time
• Conservatives (Why live in the past?)
• Those who fake their emotions (he thinks they are weak)
• The Type-A personality
• Perfection (Uriah thinks there is nothing really perfect in this world)

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Bio:

Uriah was named after an angel, he was an accident who earned the right to share a name with something so holy simply by being born in a nunnery. His mother was a beautiful nun who lost her way one time and ended up getting pregnant. He was the living proof of her sin and she hated him for it, so his mother went out of her way to make sure he knew just how much he was loathed. His childhood was spent at a religious boarding school where he learned the true meaning of evil.

See what most don't realize is that if he had not been sent to that school he might have turned out differently. He learned what real evil looked like at that school, the school that followed the "Word" down to the last letter. They enacted strick marshal punishment for those who did not uphold their rules and since they had a reputation to uphold it meant that everyone better have been on their best behaviors. Uriah was a troublemaker out of the womb, playing small pranks, hiding important things, stealing money, but he never got in trouble for it. The boy was good, everyone knew he was responsible but had no proof, even his own mother had grown tired of his antics.

His teenage years brought on bigger stakes and even bigger rewards, and he started to pull other people into his schemes. One by one he corrupted 15 of his purest peers, turning there white little souls black as Obsidian. All he had to do was plant the seed and use that black thumb of his to cultivate the new plant he was growing with int he school. The group pulled off small crimes under his guidance, but as they neared adulthood they wandered out of his gaze and committed a grave offense; murder. His 15 black doves had killed the leading Father of their boarding school, all in Uriah's name. Calling him the "Black Angel of Truth" and covering the scene in drawings of wings (using the man's blood as paint), saying he had "freed their souls, and shown them the truth of this fucked up world." Meanwhile, Uriah just sat back and sipped his tea, the devotion, the crime, the lies, and control all went to his head, and he noticed that it was to easy. Like the words he fed them wrapped around their minds like a silk cloth and allowed Uriah to pull and tug at ease.

Only one of his boys to the fall for the crime, but he did so willingly and told the local authorities that he did it in the name of his god. That statement followed him to college in California, he knew The US was the perfect place to test out his "skill" and it worked again. He corrupted the already weak minds of Fraternity, and that word "God" continued to arise...Uriah liked the sound of it. To be a god of those who want to be bad, who want to flip the bird at the perfect white picket fence dream most people want to live in, was a desire he had to fill. In his mind, there was no better place to start his "work" than in Sin City itself.

Family: Uriah's only known living relative is his mother, Sister Mary Ann Harper (apparently she gave the Uriah his fathers last name). She is still a nun at his old boarding school in Oxford, the woman calls once a week and comes to visit him during the Holidays.