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〖 𝚁 𝙾 𝙶 𝚄 𝙴 𝚁 𝙾 𝚆 〗⌠ The Fall from Disgrace ⌡⌠ British Espionage / Crime RP⌡

Tiny Ellie post! Not sure how I'd introduce Spotty, yet. I feel he's more a remote help, not officially part of RR.

〖 𝚁 𝙾 𝙶 𝚄 𝙴 𝚁 𝙾 𝚆 〗⌠ The Fall from Disgrace ⌡⌠ British Espionage / Crime RP⌡

Dr. Ellie Price

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Ellie assessed the poor paper quality with a bemused smile, the prints ruffling as she scanned through the case like a librarian flitting through a returned book. Nothing she hadn’t seen before where clinical descriptions and shocking photos were concerned. Her lips twitched in what might have been a snarl as child-like eyes stared back in fear and horror. That, at least, still affected her enough to know she hadn’t become desensitised just yet.

… Good.

The doctor straightened, alert, when Erin addressed her and Avalon with the same question she’d posed Marion, the late arrival. She’d clocked the subtle hint of a French lilt, curious if it was native or learned. A mental note was made to ask about it at a more appropriate time.

“I’d start with the bodies.” The doctor replied, predictably. She’d taken notice of the similar wounds. Cuts, bruises, torn lips… “Every assault leaves a pattern. Restraint marks, strike angles, sequencing. If these crimes are organised, the violence will repeat.” Bodies told their own detailed story if you knew how and where to look. Not just plain things like the instrument used or how old a mark was, but it told about intent and so much more.

“If we can show the same method across multiple victims, we can argue a coordinated group rather than isolated crimes. That might give us something the courts recognise as conspiracy.” Maybe even a profile of the perp. Or perps. The papers ruffled again, Ellie’s eyes stopped at the arrest MET made several years before. Dick. A fitting nickname, she thought, glancing at his mugshot. “I’d also double check that one’s case. Arson, was it?” A slim finger prodded harshly at that frowning mug, disdain dripped from her Welsh accent. “Check if there is overlap with the beatings. Locations, contacts.” A long shot, perhaps, but Ellie didn’t mind those if all they had was a handful of papers and some maybes.

“If I could see the victim’s records, perhaps we could correlate data there? Find out why these exact people have been targeted.” Her brow knitted as she read more thoroughly. “And how our group chooses them.”

Shadow's Vigil (SporkoBug x Byte)

… It is urgent.

That phrase always sparked tension and anxiety, but this time Ophelia’s mind lurched with serendipity and deja vu. The exact weight on her shoulder, a casual brush, the way that envelope slid neatly underneath the leather hardbound book. The Vigil wax seal still smelled faintly of strawberry-scented candle and burned metal, freshly written and delivered. She nodded when the Vigil member left, hands shakily adjusting the envelope to hide it further under the book like it could shield her from responsibility.

A weak smile. Wry and twitchy. Nobody would mind if she didn’t immediately read it, right? Right…

“Mama moose!” Ophelia stammered, fingers twitching whilst they fidgeted with a nervous crease on the page she had now read for the seventh time in a row. “I didn’t see you there,” Ophelia said timidly, turning away from the book for a moment to watch the old hunter sit down with the resignation of several retirees. “Good morning.” Her voice was softer than intended.

Silence wrapped awkwardly when the younger woman kept glancing at the envelope like it was capable of more than a papercut and a heavy set of orders. She swallowed nervously, plucking at the hardened wax with perfectly cut nails. “... I was going to open it.” She sighed. “Eventually.”

The muscles around Ophelia’s shoulders tensed slightly, lifting them as though the woman was expecting that familiar reprimand about responsibilities of a Vigil huntress; though defiance was more out of anxiety than actually hating the prospect of an assignment dragging her from safe monastery walls. She grimaced, lips twitching like she’d craved Naomi’s understanding. She kept staring at the seal, half-afraid she already knew where it would send her.

Boy Band Superheroes

D'aww... If only I wasn't already in enough roleplays. The concept sounds interesting at least. I might lurk around if this thing ends up getting traction. :)

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@Redking0380

Hey, Red, here's the lore post link. :)

I think signatures are disabled for users by default, which is why you're probably not seeing may's links.

Heroes, Defend the City!

Yeah, sadly I think it's run out of steam. I'd been debating doing another global post just to move us further into another chapter, but with the lack of response on my earlier post and with two people bowed out...

Sorry peeps. I tried.

〖 𝚁 𝙾 𝙶 𝚄 𝙴 𝚁 𝙾 𝚆 〗⌠ The Fall from Disgrace ⌡⌠ British Espionage / Crime RP⌡

Dr. Ellie "Sweetpie" Price

BIO

Government Name: Elinor Price

Known As: Dr. Ellie “Sweetpie” Price

Age: Thirty-three

Height & Build: 5’6”, slim, unassuming build; practical posture rather than imposing

Credentials:
GMC-registered forensic pathologist; postgraduate qualifications in forensic pathology and injury pattern analysis; Home Office–approved consultant for sensitive and intelligence-adjacent post-mortems

Employment History:
NHS Forensic Pathology Services
Home Office Consultant (custody deaths, sensitive fatalities)
Intelligence and Counter-Terror advisory post-mortems

Job Title @ Rogue Row: Forensic Pathologist & Victimology Consultant

Desirable Traits:
Approachable, optimistic, meticulous, emotionally steady, quietly principled, excellent communicator under pressure

Undesirable Traits:
Refuses to soften conclusions, struggles with institutional compromise, carries moral fatigue beneath a pleasant exterior

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• R O G U E R O W I N T E R V I E W •

ROGUE ROW INTERVIEW INVITE EMAIL

Dear Dr. Elinor Price,

Congratulations, you are formally invited to attend a face-to-face interview with RR branch Director Erin Delaney-Rayner. Upon careful review of each prospective candidate, you’ve been hand-picked and selected for the final interview stage.

Please attend the below location @ 13:00, 15/01/26.

27 Seymour Street, London, W1H 7EJ.

Please note this email will be unavailable to view exactly 60 seconds post monitored viewing. We encourage candidates to memorise the aforementioned address.

Your discretion is both advised and appreciated.

We look forward to meeting you,

RR Administrative

YOUR CHARACTER’S INTERVIEW

“Afternoon. Director Erin Delaney-Rayner. Pleasure’s all mine. I won’t waste our time with pleasantries nor will I be wasting breath on company benefits, bleating some brainwashing bullshit about how this is your second chance... We both know there’s no dental insurance or gym memberships for Rogue Row Recruits. Frankly, we’ve barely got a functioning Nespresso Machine.

I’ll start by thanking you for your time and consideration, Agent. It’s not easy for any of us being here. Deputy General and I spent an unnerving amount of time scouring the database for… Well… Agents like you.

The brief is simple. MET’s in the shit. Deeply. We’re the rescue squad. Buck stops with us now. Guess the squeaky clean ain’t cleaning up. Funny that… We’ll be working entirely out of this miserable office building with no access to MI5 resources nor staff nor a working boiler. It’s just us. But I’m getting ahead of myself. And anyway, you read the Info Pack we couriered, right? Disposed of it as instructed, yes? Good.

Let’s start with the elephant in the room, shall we? Tell me about why you’re at Rogue Row and not at HQ?

- Because I submitted a post-mortem report that didn’t change when the surrounding circumstances became uncomfortable. I was asked to review it. I did. I was asked to reframe it. I couldn’t. The findings were accurate. That didn’t stop being true.

Alright. That tracks with what I’ve got on file… Want to tell me why you’re willing to drop back into the Field? Sure you’ve got the minerals this time?

- I don’t think the work was ever the issue. I liked the work. I still do. What I struggled with was being asked to treat evidence as negotiable. Rogue Row sounds like it values function over appearances. That matters to me.

When you were based at MI5, what was your speciality? And when in your career did it transpire that this was where your talents would reside?

- Custody deaths and sensitive post-mortems cases that arrived with explanations already attached. I became very familiar with separating what the body demonstrated from what people hoped it would suggest.

Alright. That’s what I thought. Your file speaks volumes but I really like to hear straight from the horses mouth. Now… This branch is going to be a fucked-up hybrid of Major Crimes, Anti-Terrorism and Specialised Surveillance/Reconnaissance… Are you prepared to be spread so thin you can barely sleep? Barely eat? We’re going to be living and breathing this, this shit right here. Are you prepared to make the sacrifices necessary for the assignment?

- I won’t pretend that’s ideal. But I’ve learned that tiredness fades. Compromise tends to linger.

Says here you were one of MI5s most coveted agents… Seems everyone at HQ wanted a slice of you then no one would touch you with a fucking barge pole. What’s going to hold you back from being the biggest regret they’ve ever had?

- Nothing, if you’re expecting me to lie. Everything, if you aren’t.

Great. Perfect. Thanks so much for your time today. That’ll be all. I’ll be in touch. Fix the Nespresso Machine on your way out, if you can.

- I did notice the Nespresso machine on the way in. If it’s the descaling light, that’s an easy fix.

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• F A C E C L A I M •

Aimee-Ffion Edwards

Hider

_________________________________

Richard “Spot” Armitage

Government Name: Richard Ferdinand Armitage

Known As: Spot, Spotty

Age: Twenty-six

Height & Build: 6’2”, slim, lanky, a true computer nerd giant

Credentials:
MSc Data Science and Network Security
Postgraduate certifications in Cybersecurity Architecture and Incident Response
Programming in C++, COBOL (legacy systems), JavaScript, PHP

Employment History:
Independent cybersecurity consultant for transport, finance, and municipal infrastructure systems
Exposed a critical authentication flaw in a regional airport boarding network, preventing a mass credential leak
Freelance incident-response analyst for several government-adjacent contractors

Job Title @ Rogue Row: Independent Cyber-Forensics Analyst

Desirable Traits:
Earnest, collaborative, observant of patterns others miss, patient explainer when calm, resilient under pressure, quietly loyal to colleagues

Undesirable Traits:
Talks too much when nervous, misses sarcasm entirely, forgets to eat or sleep during cases, naïve about politics inside organisations, tends to assume people are acting in good faith

_________________________________

• F A C E C L A I M •

Hider

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〖 𝚁 𝙾 𝙶 𝚄 𝙴 𝚁 𝙾 𝚆 〗⌠ The Fall from Disgrace ⌡⌠ British Espionage / Crime RP⌡

I remember you mentioning to just get the basics up? :)

Got ourselves a cybergeek.

Also added Ellie to the character tab, figured I may as well.

Richard “Spot” Armitage

Government Name: Richard Ferdinand Armitage

Known As: Spot, Spotty

Age: Twenty-six

Height & Build: 6’2”, slim, lanky, a true computer nerd giant

Credentials:
MSc Data Science and Network Security
Postgraduate certifications in Cybersecurity Architecture and Incident Response
Programming in C++, COBOL (legacy systems), JavaScript, PHP

Employment History:
Independent cybersecurity consultant for transport, finance, and municipal infrastructure systems
Exposed a critical authentication flaw in a regional airport boarding network, preventing a mass credential leak
Freelance incident-response analyst for several government-adjacent contractors

Job Title @ Rogue Row: Independent Cyber-Forensics Analyst

Desirable Traits:
Earnest, collaborative, observant of patterns others miss, patient explainer when calm, resilient under pressure, quietly loyal to colleagues

Undesirable Traits:
Talks too much when nervous, misses sarcasm entirely, forgets to eat or sleep during cases, naïve about politics inside organisations, tends to assume people are acting in good faith

_________________________________

• F A C E C L A I M •

Hider

_________________________________

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Ylfa being the only mage from the Antarctik: "Ya'll motherfuckers ain't hardy enough for Winter."

〖 𝚁 𝙾 𝙶 𝚄 𝙴 𝚁 𝙾 𝚆 〗⌠ The Fall from Disgrace ⌡⌠ British Espionage / Crime RP⌡

@themaybreeze Going to do up a character sheet for him today! Just got back from a vacation where I was limited to my phone. Which is not ideal for creative stuff. :P