Name: Toby Turner

Age: 18

Appearance:

Standing at 5'8" and weighing around 145lbs. it's not hard to mistake Toby for a young athlete, which is ironic because he isn't really into sports. Constant outside activity as well as some recreational hobbies have kept Toby pretty much in shape. If he were to cut get a haircut he could pass as a 21 year old, however his passion for dressing like a child and messy blonde hair make him look quite a few years younger.

Personality: Toby's personality is as colorful and bright as the clothes he wears. Dancing in public to his favorite song, running through the toy aisles of a store, nothing is beyond him. He purposefully acts like a child because he was never happier than when he was a child. With the attitude and behavior of a little kid it's no surprise he gets excited over the slightest things, a good grade on a homework assignment or a simple compliment is enough to skyrocket his mood. Optimistic to the point where it's almost ridiculous, it's a rare thing to see Toby complain or pout over anything, so one would think he just doesn't care about anything or he bottles up his emotions, but both of those statements are completely untrue. He's beyond appreciative of friends, family, really anybody that's nice to him, and will not hesitate to make his emotions known. He comes off as loud and childish, but he just has endless thoughts and feelings and want's to talk about them all. People aren't afraid to open up or talk to him because he's completely straightforward and honest with everybody, no matter who they are, or think they are. Toby treats everybody equally and isn't afraid to speak his mind, in fact he encourages others to do so. Do what makes you happy, be with those that make you happy, live your life however you want and don't listen to what others have to say about it, this is what he believes in.

His behavior, as childish and naive it may be, should not be mistaken as a lack of common sense. He's well aware of how he acts and how others may perceive him. It's more of an act than anything, he won't admit it but he loves to be the center of attention, so he can be really loud and unpredictable at times with his attitude, but it's all for the purpose of fun and entertaining himself and others. As expected Toby may sometimes act immature when it comes to following instructions or behaving properly. But this is never out of spite or simply to be a nuisance, he just hates boredom and prefers to do some things his own way. In a moments notice an essay on habitat destruction will suddenly turn into a five page short story about a squirrel searching for his home that was torn down by giant robots. Usually if he finds a subject or task boring and pointless he won't give it the time of day, but if something interests Toby he'll give one hundred and ten percent. He is not quick to give up on anything and can be very persistent.



It's not all sunshine and rainbows though for Toby, (but he certainly thinks of both on a daily basis) sadly he has serious trust issues and doesn't like to rely on others. As a result he has a few friends but not really somebody he can call a best friend. There are days Toby is stressed and overwhelmed, but he's forced to keep these feelings to himself. These trust issues were brought up due to abandonment and, who would have thought, heartbreak. When a naive, optimistic teenager with the mind of a five year old has deep feelings for somebody and those feelings are returned, a sort of "What could go wrong" state of mind occurs for Toby. Romance is his weakness, but he's not a fool about it, he's not going to fall in love with every girl that shows interest in him. But when he finds somebody worth pouring his heart out too he will not hold back the slightest. Blinded by his emotions he won't realize until it's too late that things can and usually will go wrong, you can imagine something such as a heartbreak can be very hard for somebody like him to cope with and understand.

Trust issues, heartbreak, and mean people aside, fun! Toby. Loves. Fun. He loves to have fun, with himself, with others, with whatever. It doesn't take a lot for him to have a good time and his hyper childish mindset can make it last for a long time. It's difficult to match his energy, he's like a MacGyver of happiness. Even though he can entertain himself with ease he prefers being around his few friends and family, he dislikes feeling alone and constantly wants to do things or be around others. Having Toby as a friend can be fun but sometimes a little tiring. While some would prefer to sit around and relax he prefers going outside or walking around town, playing fun games like cops and robbers or hide and seek, just being active and doing whatever sounds like fun at the time. His imagination is just as hyper and endless. He loves bright colors, the outdoors, sweets and junk food, cartoons, unicorns, dinosaurs, rainbows... you get the idea. Endless energy and imagination have resulted in many outlets for Toby to flourish. He has notebooks littered with random drawings and loves to read books and solve puzzles, anything that can keep his mind active. Music is a big part of his life, at age ten his grandmother bought him a piano for christmas and he spent weeks and weeks in his room, teaching himself to play. He loves to recall the days he spent in his grandmothers house, dancing around the living room to oldies. At the rare moments Toby is bored or being forced to wait, he loves to sing to himself, sometimes songs by his favorite artist or even just about the environment around him. It really is as if he lives in his own world.

When it comes to socializing not an ounce of shyness will reside in Toby's mind. If one can manage to calm him down they'll find out that Toby loves to talk about pretty much anything (jf he likes you of course) he's beyond friendly and easily impressed, but at times can be a bit of a dork. Toby loves to persistently poke at others feelings, thoughts and emotions. Not to be annoying or anything he just likes to dissect people that interest him and find out what makes them tick. He dislikes followers and wants everybody to speak up for themselves, he won't hesitate to stand up for somebody no matter the consequence.

Backstory: "Weird" is one word that could describe Toby's life, or at least his childhood. There really wasn't anything wrong but constantly Toby felt like something was missing, which could be a result of growing up without a father. He lived with his mother, grandmother, and younger sister, but living in a house of women didn't stop him from becoming a feisty, hyper kid who spent his days outside riding his bike and playing with his friends or just sitting on the couch drawing and watching cartoons. A lack of attention inevitably lead to Toby becoming a class clown in school, a petty troublemaker that made the other students laugh and stressed out his teachers. Life wasn't particularly normal but it was simple, and looking back those years as a kid were some of his best.

It was his teenager years where things began to take a different, unpleasant direction. Toby absolutely hated middle school, suddenly watching cartoons, playing with toys and wearing shirts of his favorite superhero's were all considered "uncool" and "nerdy", all his friends changed practically overnight and Toby was suddenly alone. He refused to surrender to the ridicule, but the isolation was too much, so he joined the school band merely because being called a band geek felt a little better than being called a loser, plus it was nice to have people to actually talk too. Toby spent three very long years trying to survive.

High school, without a doubt, was much worse. A lot worse, but for different reasons. It wasn't the bullying (which was still pretty bad) or the loneliness which he had pretty much gotten used too, it was the death of his grandmother. It came unexpectedly and relentlessly, sending Toby into a spiraling depression. The saying "You don't know what you've got until it's gone" became terribly relevant. His grandmother always encouraged Toby to be himself and do what makes him happy, whenever school was too much she was always there to cheer him up, but now Toby felt more alone than ever. His freshman year felt like a long, gloomy decade.

The following summer he had somewhat of an epiphany, a realization that life, well, kinda sucked. Toby's constant effort dissolved, and transformed into the person he is today. He was never happier than his time spent as a child, so he decided to remain a child. His confidence soared the following school year, the bullying and ridicule didn't even phase him, he said what he wanted, did what he wanted, Toby took control of his life and this brand new confident attitude caught the attention of a few others, who admired his bravery and felt the same as he did.

With a small group of friends to call his own, closure, and newfound confidence, the next few months went by smoothly and happily for Toby. He was more of a child now than ever and cherished his friends and family greatly. Eventually, this brand new Toby also caught the attention of a girl. He wasn't foreign to girls or relationships (nor was he any good at either) but right away this was different. Toby had found his high school sweetheart, he was in love, and spent two years far beyond cloud nine.

This didn't last, as i'm sure you've pieced together. In fact, one month before graduating and entering the world, things took a sudden turn for the worst, practically overnight. Toby's relationship with the girl of dreams had ended, not in a "this isn't working out" kind of way, but a "i cheated on you multiple times" kind of way. Not even a week later, his mother was hospitalized due to a car crash. Both Toby and his sister were forced to find jobs to support the family, who were now in debt.

Extra: "Do you like swimming? Do you guys swim here? I can hold my breath for like, 3 minutes. I really like swimming haha it's fun, I kind of close my eyes sometimes and pretend i'm floating in space, except like, if space was wet, or something. Heh."

What did you wish for?: "It's really unfair, because nobody warns you. Nobody like, grabs you by the shoulders and says hey, everything is really gonna suck, and you're gonna be really sad, and it doesn't ever really get better you just kinda learn to deal with it y'know. That's not fair. I grew up under the impression I can be whatever I want and everything's gonna be fine but i'm like two weeks away from graduating and I don't know what i'm gonna do with my life, that's stupid! We don't have any money for college, and college sounds dumb anyways. I want to be a kid again. I want to wake up everyday and eat my grandma's breakfast while I watch cartoons and stuff y'know. And ride my bike too, and draw and all that stuff like, I want that. Forever."

Name: Kasus

Age: 18

Gender: Male

Appearance:



Personality: Being cooped up in a merchants shop all his life hasn't stopped Kasus from growing into his hyperactive, energetic nature. It's easy to mistake him for the reckless type due to his loud mouth and straightforward attitude, but he's well aware of his actions. He's just really honest. Although he comes off as intimidating, he can be very friendly, and enjoys being around others, almost as much as he loves to be the center of attention. Kasus will go out of his way to help his friends and those in need, he always puts people before himself, and has a natural longing for adventure. He feels life is meant for more than sitting around Lunaris learning the merchants trade. He dreams to leave the world on one of the many gummi ships he see's everyday, and discover what the universe has to offer. It wouldn't hurt to make a few friends along the way, though.

History: Kasus has spent his whole life on Lunaris. He doesn't remember much about his parents, and for reasons unknown to him, he can't help but picture them wearing white robes. Around the time Kasus was 5 years old, his parents left home without explaining why, and have never returned. He was told that his parents had gone missing, and were presumed deceased, forcing Kasus to live in an orphanage for a few years. The only thing connecting him and his parents is his fathers Blade of Valor, which he left for Kasus. Eventually, a merchant by the name of Fargo adopted Kasus, taking him in and teaching him the merchants trade. Fargo owned a shop called "Lunar Goods", Which sold various trinkets and mementos from other worlds. This required Kasus to encounter many people from many worlds, and sparked his longing for adventure.

Kasus has lived with Fargo for ten years, and from time to time would head out to the beach, practicing with his Blade of Valor on rocks, boxes, and junk that the shop never sold. A wizard once arrived to the shop, and took a liking to Kasus, giving him a book of titled "Fire". After a year of practice, Kasus was able to teach himself the Fire spell.

According to Fargo, Kasus is to inherit Lunar Goods, and carry on its "Legacy," unbeknownst to Fargo, Kasus plans to save up enough money and eventually sell the shop to purchase his very own gummi ship, and go off into the universe, living his dream and exploring the universe, uncovering the secrets and mystery's it has to offer. Unfortunately, this day has yet to come, and so Kasus waits.

Skills:
Heightened speed, Hand to Hand, Trading, Alchemy, One-handed weapons

Magic:
Fire

Summon:

Abilities:

Minor

High Jump: Kasus may jump higher and farther than the average person at will.

Major

Hummingbird: Dart in to rain countless blows upon the enemy

Name: Dean

Age: 20

Height: 6 ft tall



Skills: Speed, Climbing, Lockpicking, Sneaking, Crafting, Scouting

Abilities: Gathering items, thievery, unlocking doors (keyholes only), improvising materials, mapping out an area. Can create wooden daggers, spears, and arrows.

Backpack: Metal baseball bat, combat knife, wooden spear (usually 3 at a time) Bedroll, make-shift tent, bowl, fork and spoon, 3 water bottles, canteen, first-aid kit, flashlight, 6 batteries, a brown jacket, gloves, baseball cap, comic books, dictionary, teddy bear, compass, notebooks, sketchbook, pack of pencils, and a picture of his mother.

Personality: Dean is very cautious, uptight and generally quiet given the current situation. He misses how everything was, and it shows in his personality. But if he manages to lighten up, people will see that he likes to have fun, has a sense of humor, and ironically loves to talk, he just doesn't. He hates to form bonds in fear that they'll just be ripped away by the monsters, and so he stays silent.

History: Before the monsters entered everyone's lives, Dean lived a pretty normal life. He attended high school, and had generally good grades, participated in a couple of clubs, and was on the baseball team. His life really wasn't anything special, but he would give everything to have it back.

Dean managed to get into a university somewhere in California, along with 2 of his closest friends. They dreamed to go to college together, and it was coming true, so they celebrated, and decided to make the drive there from Columbus, Ohio. Upon their arrival, they witnessed the horror and first sightings of these monsters that inhabit the world today. The University had experienced an outbreak. Dean and his friends ran, sticking together, and decided to return home to their families. Unfortunately, they never made it back. Whilst driving one of the creatures jumped in front of their vehicle, causing them to skid off road, the car flipped, killing both his friends, and injuring Dean.

From there on, Dean did his best to survive in the forest, healing his wound as best he could and carving a spear out of wood. To his luck, a group of 5 survivors were making their way through the forest to a cabin owned by one of them, and found Dean in the forest. They took him in.

For a year Dean lived with these people, going back and forth from town, salvaging what they could. Compared to the situation they were living a safe enough life, until one night, on their way back to the cabin, one of the creatures had tailed them. Catching the group by surprise, it managed to infect one of the members of the group, and he another, until only Dean was left. He gathered what he could, hopped in their car and was off.

He was distraught. These people were his friends, and now only mindless creatures. From here on he developed trust issues, in fear he would experience the pain of a loss once more. Dean began his journey back to Columbus, Ohio, in search of his family.

Name: Akira Takizawa
Race: Human
Age: 19
Gender: Male

Profession/Role/Position: Yakuza Gang Member

Appearance:

Akira also has a back tattoo of a dragon, which he obtained on his 16th birthday

Equipment: Akira carries an M1911 pistol, a switchblade with decorative Japanese writing engraved in the hilt, and an untraceable cellphone at all times. Everywhere he goes Akira drives a flashy high end yellow motorcycle.

Magic: Akira's magic could be considered as a type of Advanced Telekinesis. Not only does he have the ability to move objects with his mind, but he may also manipulate and regenerate objects or surfaces, for example: With the power of regeneration Akira can hold a rock in one hand and regenerate an exact copy of the rock in the other hand, or if he's touching the side of a car, he can regenerate a fully functional and mobile copy of the car right next to the original. With the power of manipulation Akira can hold a rock in his hand and manipulate it's shape to look like a dog statue, or lift a car into the air and manipulate it to be nothing more than a hunk of metal. Those are merely examples though, the possibilities of what Akira can do with this magic are endless, the more creative his mind, the more effective this magic can be.

This particular version of Telekinesis may be used offensively and defensively. Defensively say Akira is in a room with a concrete floor (or any solid surface like metal or wood) and being shot at, he may raise the ground beneath him and create a concrete shield. Offensively, he can instead raise the ground beneath the shooter and launch him or her into the air. Since Akira is fairly young the size and amount of what he's attempting to manipulate/regenerate must be taken into consideration. With ease he could turn one rock into fifty, but turning one car into two would take significantly more concentration.

Personality: Akira acts carefree and laid back about everything at all times but this is only an image, he loves attention and finds joy in acting childish. He's very confident in his ability and hides away emotions, refusing to admit or show any type of weakness due to a stubborn attitude, but Akira will express his feelings and opinions very loudly and without restrictions. He's very straightforward and honest with people, always speaking his mind, and loves to poke his nose into people's business. He has a sense of humor, always turning everything into a joke. When it comes to things like work and school he usually slacks off and refuses to give any real amount of effort merely because he's bored, or doesn't really think what he's doing matters. Although he does stupid things and may come off as immature, lazy, and unprofessional, Akira is very intelligent, and knows when to take things seriously. Akira can be very passionate and sincere when he wants too and put all of his heart into achieving a goal. He's a good person, always going out of his way to help those he cares about, no matter the consequences. His energetic and straightforward personality reflects his actions, "Think before you act" isn't really his style. Akira lives in the moment.

Bio: Akira is an orphan, and has no memories or recollection of his parents, only that they sent him to an orphanage a few months after his birth. Born in Kyoto, Japan, Akira lived a small portion of his life in an orphanage where he was a troublemaker, leaving the orphanage on a regular basis to cause as much havoc a child could in the city. Due to lack of controlling his magic, Akira would occasionally harm other children and adults, he was constantly bullied at the orphanage and at school as a result. At age 8, Akira's troublemaking behavior caught the attention of a local Bōsōzoku gang who had connections with the Yakuza. These gang members took a liking to Akira and accepted him as their own.

For a few months Akira spent his days with these gang members, hanging out with them everyday after school, going wherever it was they were going and acting out as they did. Rather than bullying and disciplining his magic, the gang members were impressed, and encouraged Akira to use his magic more. With no parents or role models, Akira looked up to these gang members. Eventually they introduced him to members of the Marutomi Rengokai, a local Yakuza branch. It was here Akira was introduced to Kaito Takizawa, a high ranking family member of the Yakuza who had visited from Tokyo on business. Kaito admired Akira's bond with the branch, as well as his magical powers. It was that very day Kaito decided to adopt Akira, and returned to Tokyo with him. Upon arrival, Akira was highly respected and practically treated like royalty in Tokyo by the Yakuza as well as the locals, but he didn't become spoiled or selfish, he was ecstatic to finally have a family, and at 10 years old became an official member.

As Yakuza influence in Houston rapidly increased, more and more members from Japan branches moved to Houston. Kaito himself was among these members, and was to supervise Yakuza operations in Houston. Akira was 14 years old when he and Kaito moved to Houston. By now Kaito had risen to the rank of oyabun amongst the Yakuza (family boss), and as a result was hardly ever home due to business. It was around this time Texas seceded from the United States, and the Governor brought up the bill to keep track of all magic users. By now Akira was old enough to take part in assignments and missions among the Yakuza. With Kaito mostly out of the country, Akira was free to do as he please among the changing city. He grew up amongst the confusion and was practically raised by the chaos and corruption of Houston, for years spending his days as a Yakuza Gang Member, taking part in riots and causing trouble in school. As tension and violence in the city grew, Akira could see the powder keg that lay before him, and refused to stand by and watch the city destroy itself, but being the foster child of a Yakuza Boss could only get you so far.

Now, 19 years old and out of high school, Akira realizes the only one's taking up arms to save the city are Operation Freedom. If he's going to do any real damage, it's going to be among their ranks.

Company/Organization: Yakuza

Name: Ares

Age: 24

Gender: Female

Birthday: May 3rd

Class: Swordsman

Allied to: Shepherds

Clothing: Her Mother's mercenary outfit


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Personality: Hot-headed by nature with a slight temper, she acts as a mother figure and will show fierce aggression to those who threaten her loved ones. Forced to raise 3 siblings early on as a child has hardened her through the years. Nonetheless Ares can be thoughtful, kind, and sincere, but it's difficult to reveal this side of her, as she constantly has her guard up. She refuses to take anything for granted is very grateful to those who show support, and can be a very loyal ally. Throughout the years she's had rough dealings with men, thus giving her a feminist like mentality, she believes she's as strong as any man, warrior, bandit, mage, you name it.

Biography: Her mother, Rose, a strong, respected member of the Shepherds, raised Ares and her three siblings as a single mother. When Ares was born, Rose decided to cease life with the Shepherds, she believed it to be dangerous, too much of a risk, and so she took up farming instead, purchasing a house in a new village with what money she had saved up. They lived a decent enough life, even so she was a single mother, and struggles still occurred daily. Rose urged her children to aspire to passive, honest lives, encouraging farming, trading and alchemy, as well as always pushing Ares to marry early, since she was the oldest, and would make life on her easier.

When Ares was 13, word apparently got out that Rose was a former shepherd, Rose had been assassinated. With no other options, Ares was forced to take care of her sisters and brother. Although she was distraught, she had a responsibility to care for her family, but they could only live off what money they had for no more than a month. Ares decided she had no choice, she sold the farm. Using her mothers sword, she would become a shepherd, and so she was off, taking her siblings with her to an old village, Hemshire, where the group of Shepherds that her mother fought with remained, in hiding. Sadly, when they arrived, no trace of the Shepherds remained. They too had been assassinated, except for one.

Eventually, an old member of the Shepherds who went by the name Fargo told them to leave, calling Ares a fool and claiming she was only going to get herself and her siblings killed. Ares, refusing to give up, demanded Fargo take them in and teach her how to wield a sword, but he refused. She remained persistent, and eventually began to beg, revealing to him that her mother was the swordsman Rose, and had been assassinated. Fargo, who had trained Rose when she was younger, took them in, and decided to show Ares the art of using a sword.

For ten years Ares trained with Fargo, becoming a fine swordsman. Overtime she raised enough money as a mercenary to purchase a house in Hemshire for Fargo and her siblings, who all had their own professions by then, and lived together happily. On Ares's 24th birthday, Fargo died, of old age. He left her with a letter of recommendation for a faction of Shepherds in Plegia. She was off.

Quirk: Very good cook.

Strengths: Due to her feminine build she is naturally quick and agile.

Weaknesses: Damaging her speed will require her to rely solely on defense. Weak psyche, getting into her head can cause her to panic, she will also instinctively defend people she cares deeply for no matter what the threat may be, thus putting her at risk.

Likes: Outdoors, friendship, family, cooking, cleaning, competition, beating people bigger than her. Flowers.

Dislikes: Cowards, dishonesty, feeling weak, rudeness, acting girly, people who don't appreciate their parents.

Romantic Interest: (?)

WIP, probably not going to be finished because the RP this was intended for seems to have died before evens starting ;-;

Name: Oliver C. Tate

Gender: Male

Age: 23

Appearance:



A smooth face coupled with soft, childlike features and disheveled hair, Oliver easily appears two or three years younger than he really is. The young man stands at 5"8 and weighs 150lbs. His medium build is hardly noticeable due to how much time he spends sitting at a desk, bent over reading a book or typing an essay on his laptop. Oliver has developed a plethora of different quirks such as constantly biting his lip as he concentrates or chewing on his jacket/sweater strings when bored.

Relation to Christopher Lovelle: Nephew

Occupation: Attending college in hopes of becoming an astronomer

Immediate family members:

Lloyd Tate (foster father)
Jill Tate (foster mother)
Rebecca Tate (foster sister)
Henry Tate (foster brother)

Personality:

Biography:

Raised under the roof of your average middle class family, Oliver is the youngest of his two siblings Henry and Rebecca, his sister being the oldest 34

The embodiment of the term "nerd," Oliver spent his childhood lost in books about science and animals instead of riding a bike or watching cartoons, however the latter wasn't completely foreign to the boy. On days when all the books had been read and all of the forest had been explored, he didn't mind plopping down onto the couch to watch Tom and Jerry.

Spending hours upon hours solving various puzzles and studying the constellations through a telescope, Oliver naturally excelled when it came to school, however this didn't necessarily mean he was an overachiever. English, Math and especially Science all intrigued the boy, he considered these subjects fun and interesting, books and pencils were like toys to him.

Miscellaneous:

Name: Arin Ackerman

Age: 17

Appearance:

Due to his somewhat baggy clothing and 5'9" frame, Arin comes off slightly bigger than he actually is. He keeps himself relatively groomed, although his naturally messy hair makes it seem otherwise. His golden eye's tend to catch the attention of others, but never have they been brought up in conversation. Due to his occupation Arin's clothing is usually sewn with various pieces of cloth. It's impossible to catch the young man without a thimble on his left thumb, which he wears as often as one would wear a wedding ring.



Occupation: Tailor

History:

Born and raised in a small town known as Mayloom, Arin's life could easily be summed up in one word. Plain. His family owned and lives in a clothing store renowned by the town. It wasn't prominent to the point where they lived a lavish lifestyle but the revenue was decent enough for them to have a satisfied life. Tailoring is the family business, and second-nature to Arin. Days upon days have been spent inside a messy room riddled with cloth and string, both on the ground and on himself. It's safe to say a majority of his life was spent weaving linen or sewing a torn coat. His skill for tailoring has even surpassed his mothers, however it's not really something the boy prides himself on. "Best Tailor in all of Mayloom" not exactly the most jaw-dropping feat. Even so it's a hobby nonetheless and one that keeps his life occupied and off of other things.

Mayloom is not rich or poor, not exciting or dull, not pleasant or unpleasant. The soil is average and the winters are bearable. Everybody knows everybody. Nothing is kept secret except for that which remains behind doors. There's nothing noteworthy or quirky about Mayloom, it's merely a town full of people that are content with living amongst eachother. Not once has Arin ever ventured outside of Mayloom. On some occasions he was willing to explore the outskirts with friends on days filled with nothing to do but never had the opportunity ever arisen for him to travel elsewhere.

The closest he's come is your typical oddball or trader that often passes through the town with a story taking place in some bustling kingdom full of everything Mayloom isn't. When not in the store, Arin can almost always be found at one of two places. Either at Mayloom's local school, or a lake just a short walk into a nearby forest. He's made a handful of friends over the years. The lake transforming into not just a mere hangout but practically their second home.

Personality:

Somewhat quiet but not at all shy, Arin comes off as your typical young adult with a few minor quirks here and there. He's not one to start a conversation directly and usually avoids people. However, if one were to simply approach and engage the young man they'd find out that he can hold a conversation quite well. In fact, a few people enjoy talking to Arin because he listens attentively and will happily respond as if he's well aware of a variety of topics.

He's not truly knowledgeable, but knows how to maneuver around unfamiliar topics. This is due to the fact that Arin strays away from people in Mayloom yet ironically he's quick to approach and talk to traders, bards, pretty much anybody from out of town and is enthralled by their stories. Because of this wondrous outlook Arin has developed an admiration for books. After an hour of tailoring he's quick to lay down in a pile of cloth and enjoy a novel, good or bad.

Even whilst living in a town as mediocre as Mayloom, Arin has somehow managed to develop somewhat of a sense of humor. He's not some kind of joker, but given enough time he could make somebody laugh if he knew them well enough. The young man is also known to be quite handy around the town and will gladly go out of his way to help another for the mere sake of kindness and good faith.

Don't judge a book by it's cover. This is a phrase that bodes well with Arin's persona. Anyone in Mayloom will look at him and see a normal, mediocre young man. Arin see's the people of Mayloom from a completely different perspective.

At the age of ten, he witnessed the death of his grandpa. This wasn't anything traumatizing or horrific, merely an old man resting on his bed, slowly experiencing a peaceful death. His grandpa was born in Mayloom and happily spent his entire life in the town. Lying in a bed as his life drained away was the best way to go according to the old man. Arin, however, saw it in a completely different fashion. His perspective on life changed. In his eyes his grandfather had accomplished nothing, he spent his entire life a waste of space. It was beyond pathetic, and that was the fate everybody in Mayloom was destined for. Maybe everybody in the world was destined for it. To be born, to live a mediocre life and then die. It was pointless. If one doesn't live a fulfilled life, they shouldn't live at all.

The idea wasn't as strong at the time but as Arin's years continued in Mayloom and he seemed no closer nor farther away a meaningful life, he began to not only doubt the worth of his existence but others as well. He spent hours upon hours, daydreaming about not just his death but the death of everybody he had ever encountered. Because he had spent his entire life in Mayloom, the world was small to him. The idea of everybody on earth dying wasn't ridiculous to the young man.

As time passed, Arin grew to hate people. Those who spent their days doing nothing. Out of everyone, he hated his friends the most. Yet, ironically, Arin also grew to hate himself. He doesn't choose to have thoughts about hatred and death, he merely can't help it. It's what's in his heart. And so he hates himself for hating everybody else. This bipolar attitude has led to a sociopathic state of mind. Because of Arin's constant death daydreaming, he's naturally become sadistic, but he hasn't the strength or aptitude to kill or harm anyone in Mayloom. Only the desire. However, on some nights when the daydreams and thoughts were too passionate and consuming, Arin would sneak out in the middle of his house and murder various type of cattle and sheep using only his tailoring scissors. Every kill was sloppy and poorly executed, but it was enough to satisfy his mind.

Arin hasn't dared to confide in anybody about his dark thoughts and desires. Half of the reason being he doesn't know anybody he could trust with such issues, and the other half being he's afraid punishment for such ill thoughts would be an execution or some type of banishment. His life in Mayloom continues on, one day at a time, as does his burning desire for the death of all people. The young man is on the verge of becoming a psychopath, yet his family, friends and neighbors are none the wiser.

Name: Henry MacDougal

Age: 38

Gender: Male

Role: The Researcher



Biography:

Born unto wealth, Henry grew up a young noble in Wiltshire, England. As a child, he spent days upon days indoors, locking himself in the families libraries as he lost himself in every book. To no surprise, Young Henry excelled academically and was well on his way to becoming a renowned scientist. That was the goal set for him by his parents. However, Henry was ahead of his time when it came to ideals, morals, and basic societal norms. He aspired to be a writer, and after one year he was forced to drop out of Oxford University because he had devoted his time in college to writing a book. Low of Solipsism by Henry MacDougal, it was published soon after he had dropped out and tackled a variety of societies issues from a philosophical angle while at the same time bashing racism and people or royalty who do nothing to help those in poverty.

In the modern era the book would've been widely regarded as thought provoking and may have even received an award or two, however much like MacDougal himself, it was ahead of it's time. Low of Solipsism grew infamous all across England. Both the book itself as well as Henry were ridiculed and bashed by critics all over. Young Henry, who lived at Oxford at the time, fled from the city with a significant amount of his parents money and decided to lay low. It was hard to tell if this was done out of humiliation, fear of ridicule, or a desire to better himself. Either way, the MacDougal name was brought shame. Ironically, Henry made a large sum of money due to Royalties he had procured from his infamous book. Although the feedback was horrible the book itself had achieved commercial success, if you could even call it successful.

At nineteen years, Henry began to look at his bleak future. No longer able to return to college without the support of his parents a large part of him wanted to redeem not only his reputation but that of his family, who by now had disowned him. On a whim the young lad decided to join the military in hopes of becoming some type of war hero. The idea was somewhat foolish but was the only solution a young Henry could think of at the time. Fighting on behalf of the British, Henry was thrusted straight into the Opium War of 1839. It was during this time he met the famous detective Sir George Lakeview, who at the time simply Private George.

Even though Henry aspired to be some type of war hero and bring glory back to his family name, the idea itself was far too naive for the young lad. He spent two years serving as a journalist and photographer for the British Army. After serving his last tour, the young private retired from the military early. With a handful of articles and photographs published to no avail, Henry decided to take advantage of his military benefits along with the money he had invested. Returning to college he was scheduled to spend seven years in school studying physics, engineering and medicine whilst at the same time indulging himself into a variety of different subjects all on his spare time, mostly psychology and botany. Just as his time as a child, Henry spent hours upon hours indoors, lost in books and studies.



Henry graduated from Cambridge at the age of twenty six in 1845, He had spent five years in school rather than seven and went straight to work as electric telegraph engineer and inventor, propelling him back into the public eye and ensuring his wealth and fame. Two years after graduating, Henry published a new book, Thermodynamics and Their Potential For Greatness. The book boded well with critics and was praised by a few renowned engineers as well. However, just as his past humiliation began to evaporate, William Thomson, another engineer and inventor, claimed that Henry had stolen a majority of his work and theories. Both of them had attended Cambridge and graduated in the same class, however William graduated at Second Wrangler and was even awarded a Smith's prize. His word overpowered Henry's, and once again his reputation was destroyed.

Shunned by his peers, Henry moved to London in hopes of putting his latest fiasco behind him and renewing himself. He changed his last name to Maddison and due to his wide array of credentials found work as a doctor at The London Hospital rather quickly. During his time working at the hospital Henry met Jane Fitzgerald who at the time was just a surgeon. Two months after being acquainted they soon married. Five years later Henry and Jane lived happily in London and had even raised a child. A four year old, healthy girl named Jodie Maddison.

During the winter season of 1852, disaster struck Henry and his family. A smallpox epidemic had plagued The London Hospital, both Henry and Jane were flooded with work treating an incredible amount of patients. About a month into the epidemic, Jane had acquired the smallpox disease unbeknownst to her and the rest of the family. Upon arriving home that day, she spread the disease to both Henry and Jodie, and within a week the three of them were quarantined in their own home. Henry, Jane and Jodie were all separated from eachother for a month. During the second week, Henry was on the verge of death, but as the month went on he soon recovered from a critical state. However, upon recovering from the epidemic, Henry was grimly told that both his wife and daughter had succumbed to the smallpox disease their second week into treatment and had died in their sleep.

Spiraling into a state of depression, Henry quit his job as a doctor as soon as he was well. He sold his house and instead purchased an apartment, where he lived in solitude. Over the next few years Henry spent a majority of his time indoors, where he would constantly publish a variety of books once again under the surname MacDougal. Whilst writing these books Henry began to dabble in morphine, cocaine, marijuana and occasionally opium. As soon as his publishings were available to the public people began to claim that Henry was going through a long term phase of post traumatic stress. His books were considered the writings of a madman. Soon after these claims hit the papers Henry decided from an analytical perspective that it would be wise to hire a therapist, even though Henry himself had spent a number years studying psychology.

He was diagnosed as clinically depressed and prescribed a variety of drugs to help tackle his mood, along with the illegal drugs he was already indulging himself in at the time. Henry spent the next four years of his life in a blur of depression, writings, drugs and post traumatic stress. He was well on the path to suicide until word had hit the papers that a kidnapped cousin of royalty had been found. Sir George Lakeview, knighted by the Queen for his heroic deeds. Even though it had been almost twenty years since the two had spoken, Henry recognized Sir George and made contact with the detective, hoping to possibly be of some assistance. In reality he was looking for purpose, looking for a reason to pull himself out of his home.

The two were reunited. Sir George brought Henry up to speed about the Game Master, and without hesitation, Henry asked to join his cause.

Personality:

At all times Henry appears restless and lethargic. His eyes always seem to have a tired expression. On occasion he'll often ignore those that speak to him, no matter how crucial the event may be. It's no surprise he suffers from depression. However if one manages to pick Henry up and out of his sluggish mindset they'd find out he can be somewhat of a talkative fellow, which is when his brilliancy tends to show. He's widely knowledgeable in a variety of different topics and studies and has developed an admiration for classics, music and especially literature of all kinds.

His behavior and mood is similar to that of a roller coaster. Some days he could be out and about, making himself busy with a number of errands or chores around his house cleaning his study or ironing his clothing. On other days, he could spend hours in bed. Lying awake, not wanting to move a muscle. He contemplates suicide on a regular basis, more so out of an analytical perspective rather than a depressed one. Often you can find Henry wasting away in his study, riddled with books and papers as well as clothing.

In regards to his behavior with people, Henry is completely straightforward. He's willing to accept all sorts of opinions and ideas but is quick to disprove why they could be wrong. As a result he may come off as rude or cold, but the reality is he's honest. Even so Henry doesn't mind participating in philosophical discussions every so often with no particular person. To many people's surprise he has a soft spot for children, where as instead of being straightforward and honest with people, Henry is much more tolerant and attentive to children's thoughts and perspectives.