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Name
Scott Rowe

Nicknames/Alias
N/A

Age
Twenty-nine

Gender
Male

Sexual Orientation
Bisexual

Ethnicity
Hispanic

Appearance Details
WIP

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WIP

Personality

Likes and Dislikes

Hobbies and Interests

Brief Biography
Being the youngest sibling wasn't bad for Scott Rowe. His mother gave birth to three other children before Scott and decided that four kids was good enough. Los Angeles was hard on everyone especially parents with more than two kids. Being on the poverty line was a monthly struggle that Scott soon learned when he began working at the age of fourteen. There he was taught how hard work will earn you whatever he wanted. Thus, he did well in middle and high school earning a near 3.8 gpa. After high school, Scott attended community college in Oxnard for four years slowing earning a degree in English.

After that, he got accepted to Harvard University in Boston and prepared to move across the country. However, Scott's oldest sibling overdosed in a meth house within Bakersfield. When the mourning with over, Scott quickly left to Boston while his family had to pick the pieces. It was during his time at Boston that the Rage Virus surfaced. At first, Scott kept an eye on it and often checked in with his family (who were traveling in France at the time) for any news. Once news spread that the NATO failed to contain the virus, people all over the universe became worried about themselves. Scott included.

When the semester ended at Harvard, thousands of students didn't registered for the next semester because of fears. Fears that the Rage Virus will find its way in the coastlines of the United States. Scott, with his friends, decided to live together somewhere in New England in the hopes of finding work. And then, he suddenly lost communication with his family in Europe. With fears that the virus will appear in the United States, Scott decided to be taught on how to handle a weapon. Once he collect a decent amount of money, he brought himself a simple pistol with some ammo. Now, all he can do is wait for something to happen.

Family Members
Both Scott's mother, father, and one of their siblings were in Europe when the Rage Virus surfaced. Currently, he has no idea if they are still alive or dead. Their last location was near Bordeaux before reports of infected within France spread to the United States. As for the second sibling, he and his friends left Los Angeles for the High Desert to offer them some sort of protection against the infected. His oldest sibling died a long time ago because of meth.

Relationships
WIP
When the order for his team to join in the fight, Yanagita followed other members of Fireteam One as they rushed towards Site One. As usual, he got distracted with enemies that were easy to kill with his sniper rifle. Without telling anyone about it, he pulled out his rifle and crouched to quickly eliminate some Kett and regroup with the others. Within in a minute, Yanagita killed three Kett before they were able to attack his team. Not good enough, but the smallest actions help, he thought before standing back up to regroup with his group. Unfortunately, he did not expect to be attacked by a wraith. The creature charged towards Yanagita and managed to knock him off balance, landing on the ground with his rifle falling near.

The beast looked at Yanagita and then charged toward him again; however, Yanagita was prepared and kicked the creature away with his metal foot. When he tried to kick the creature again, the wraith managed to bite it good. Yanagita, panicked and shocked, tried to reach for his rifle, but the wraith tried to drag him away from the site. Thankfully, his omni-tool was still working perfectly, and he set it to flamethrower mode. While being dragged away, he aimed the omni-tool toward the creature and flames came out of it. In the matter of moments, the creature was completely flames and let go of Yanagita; however, the wraith managed to take part of the leg with him. Fortunately, it landed near him as the wraith burned to death.

Yanagita looked at the torn-up metal leg in shame. He couldn't believe that he was easily caught off guard like that and wanted to get angry. However, the mission came first, and he needed to regroup. He tried to stand back up, but it became difficult because of the missing part of the leg. Before he tried to stand up again, Yanagita grabbed the part of the leg and held it close to him. He didn't want to lose it now. He finally was able to stand up with one leg and hopped towards his rifle, planning on using it as crutches to support his right foot.

After hopping for fifteen seconds, he finally was able to reach for his sniper rifle and it was long enough to be used as crutches. Now, it was finally time to be reunited with his team. But, luck has never been on Yanagita's side. Three more wraiths quickly surrounded him as their friend was still burning despite. Knowing that he was no match against them, he saw an abandoned loading shuttle and raced towards it. The creatures began their hunt as they began running towards Yanagita. Eventually, he made to the shuttle and dropped the leg as he leant on it while using his sniper rifle. He fired one shot that managed to wound one of the wraiths and realized that the rifle wasn't going to help much. So, he threw the rifle down and reached for his shotgun. Then, he waited until one of the wraiths stupidly decided to charge towards him.

Bang. Bang.

Two shots were good enough to kill a wraith closeup; however, their blood got all over his armor and helmet. Then, Yanagita fired another shot at the wounded wraith and made sure he wasn't going anywhere. And finally, the third wraith suffered three shots for a shotgun just like his pals. Now, for such, the fighting was over. Yanagita collapsed onto the sand for a moment to collect himself. It was just like Torfan all over again. Afterwards, he looked at the main building on site one and knew that everyone was in there. It was too far to walk to without getting shot by more Kett. That was when he realized that the earpiece was still working and tried to establish communication with his fellow teammates.

"Fireteam One, this is Yanagita Shunji. I have dealt with the wraith problem for now. However, one of the fuckers managed to rip part of my prosthetic leg off. Now, I am stuck behind the lone loading shuttle. I cannot make it inside the building because of the Kett. I can still put up a good fight with the rifle, but I am very limited on mobility now. I request aid if we are finally getting out of here, please.”
I am interested in this roleplay. Give me some time to catch up with other roleplay and I will post my character as soon as possible.
Douglas Holland-Atkinson, Takahashi Hiroya
"what is this?" -kratos, god of war (2018)
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Player Name
The Spectre

Character Name
Chegal Yeong-Su

Character Age
Thirty-two

Character Gender
Male

Profession
Historian, former Ambassador of the Nagasaki Conglomerate, and Head of the Archives

Nationality
Nagasakian

Strengths
Being taught that hard work always pays off, Chegal tries to finish his work and he will feel unrest if he would leave his work unattended for days. That mentally got him into places that Chegal is grateful for even if he doesn't show it. Another strength is his knowledge in political sciences and world history that was once considered a weakness a long time ago. Now that Earth is gone for good, that profession is now viewed as respectful by many.

His time as ambassador for the Nagasaki Conglomerate was short (given that Earth was going to be destroyed) but it taught him important lessons and skills. For example, he learned English, Russian, Arabic, and Portuguese because of his travels for the Conglomerate. Another lesson that he learned was maintaining shyness during a public speech and coming up with ways of getting the audiences' attention. He isn't the best speaker in this ship, but he could be considered a substitute.

Weaknesses
Because Chegal put all of his focus on school and university, his social skills are terrible compared to other people. He prefers to working and spending time in his cabin and the archives to going out to the hub with friends. Additionally, he truly never recovered for leaving everyone he knew behind on Earth. That is also why he hasn't tried to make any new friends. It is that constant anxiety and fear of those creatures finding them again that's preventing him from going out. As a result, he is suffering for depression and general anxiety disorder. Of course, he has to attend appointments with the local psychologist. And given that it has been five years since they left Earth, Chegal's superiors want his depression and anxiety dealt with before it's too late.

Consequently, they are putting more pressure on the psychologist than ever before to fix his problems.

Personal Effects
A photo of his family, a bookshelf of books, his personal laptop, two 4k monitors connected to one powerful computer, and a marijuana long wooden antique pipe.

Bio
Chegal Yeong-Su was born in South Korea to a pair of professors, one taught world history while the other taught law. Since childhood, Chegal was forced into believing that school was the only important path to success in Nagasaki. Like many other kids, teachers drilled the importance of tests into the minds of the youth especially during middle school. And then, in high school, students will have to take the national college entrance examination test. If students did very well on the test, they would be welcomed into the best universities in the country. Like Chegal.

He soon attended the China University of Political Science and Law to become an Ambassador to the country while getting a secondary degree in world history (like his father). And when Chegal got his degrees, the Three Day War happened. The three major superpowers knew that the Devastators wasn't going to stop attacking them after the destruction of Outreach station. Thus, they formed the Council to figure up a plan for dealing with the powerful threat. Chegal was hand picked by the Nagasaki Conglomerate to be their ambassador for the Council.

Those were the best moments of his life. And meeting his future wife and raising their son was better.

Then, the world learned about the Genesis Project. Chegal was horrified and angry that the Council's 'best' plan was to leave Earth behind to die. He thought that things couldn't get any worse, but he was wrong. Because of his contributions as ambassador for the Council, he was chosen to aboard one of the arks in hopes of rebuilding humanity and was given the option to select only three close relatives. He put forth his wife and son to be approved with no problem, but that wasn't the case. Their son was born with a heart defect, which made sure that he wasn't going to get in. And to make it worse, his wife was declined because of her leukemia since it would put "too much strain on resources within the arks." His mother and father wouldn't be accepted because of their old age.

Thus, he had to go alone; however, he refused to leave them behind. The Nagasakian government refused to accept 'no' for one of their best ambassadors and enforced Chegal to go board the Vitae. With armed guards dragging him to the vassal, he couldn't look at his wife and son to love them for the last time as other guards were taking them elsewhere. Chegal learned from one of the guards that they were being sent to be with the President and his family in a safe classified location to show appreciation for his services to the Council for the Nagasaki Conglomerate. It didn't help at all.

Five years since the Vitae left Earth, Chegal was dubbed a unique case by psychologists due to his inability to move on for the destruction of Earth. He still felt robbed that he won't spend his last moments with loved ones, who couldn't even come with him. Even known he doesn't drink, he often overloads himself with work on purpose and barely spends time with people (unless he is focused by the psychologists and co-workers). And it has got to the point where his superiors are worried that Chegal would never recover.

He just spends all of his time either in his room, at weekly appointments, or at the Archives.

Relationships
Work in Progress.

Code Word
Spaghetti
I have a basic idea/theory that North Korea is going to be like Cuba for about fifty years before talks of reunification begin.

EDIT: pls don't mention me or quote me.
I am disappointed that someone would make a political thread again.
Roadhog listened to Junkrat's attempt at bargaining with a small grin. He was at least trying his best, but sixty-five to thirty-five split wasn't going to work. However, Roadhog knew that nothing was going to change Junkrat's mind unless he was offered something as great as money. And what would an wanted man want the most in the world besides money? Protection. Roadhog knew that Junkrat was tired of running away, but it was the only option available. Until now. When Junkrat was finished talking, Roadhog just shook his head and said only two words.

"Fifty-fifty."

Then, he silently walked back to his motorcycle to retreat a map that he kept inside the glove compartment. After a moment of walking and grabbing the map, Roadhog opened it up and set it down on the seat as he signaled Junkrat to come here. Assuming that Junkrat was listening behind, most likely confused or upset, Roadhog pointed at an empty spot within the Outback. It was actually the site of a blimp that was unfortunately caught in the blast wave of the Omnum explosion. Dozens of crew members and wealthy passengers were killed when the blimp crash landed in the Outback. And the survivors were retrieved and sent to a hospital away from the contaminated Outback.

Now, the site became a place for thieves that kidnapped tourists and turned them into slaves. Nobody in the Outback wouldn't mind if that place was finally wipeoff the map. However, Roadhog didn't care about the tourists. He cared about the amount of the supplies and gear collected from the outside world. Getting stuff from the outside world was too costly to visit a black market. And given that Roadhog was a wanted man, the black market wasn't an option any more.

He was still looking at the map when he said, "There's a wreck blimp that's being used to keep some of the tourists. We go there, attack it, and gather anything valuable and useful to us."

"Any questions?" he asked.
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Hello everyone! I'm a nineteen year old male college student living in California. I am also looking into doing a double major for my favorite subjects: History and English. Currently, I am studying at my local community college because it can guarantee me a spot at any university within the state. The main reason why I am on this site is to improve my writing and to do something interesting. Besides writing and reading, I love to draw and play video games. I hope that you will message me soon and we can come up with some ideas in the near future.

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If you are interested in roleplaying with me, then please private message me. Give me feedback and I will (try to) give you feedback. I don't mind if you don't want to chat with me on a regular basis. And I also won't mind if you want to chat with me daily. I am open to other ideas, plots, and suggestions that you have and willing to listen; despite that, I have the right to say no to them just like you do as well. Try to put forth some effort and investment into our roleplay. And do not try to disappear on me without saying that you are busy or you have lost interest. One more thing to add, I will be willing to have mature content (strong language, gore, etc). Of course, you are welcome to not include any mature content.

However, I have some things that I don't like at all. Playing canon characters is one of them (unless I am able to change them to my liking and there are a few that I feel comfortable playing that I will be willing to tell you). And the other is the sex scenes because I will not write them out at all. I will be doing fade to black and that's all I will be doing. If you think that I will satisfy your fetishes, then you are mistaken. One sentence/paragraph posts will kill my interest quickly. Please be active in the making of the plot and don't expect me to do all of the work. And I often only use threads to chat and roleplay on—not Skype or any social media site. Also, I have decided to not do private message roleplays. Sorry about that.

One more thing, I am a high-casual/advanced writer and I write more than two paragraphs per post. And I am a pretty busy person, who does one essay every two/three weeks. That means that it will take a few days to respond. And I won't mind if you post slowly either because you are currently busy with your life (after all, your life is more important to care for than maintaining an online presence). Just tell me that you are still interested once in awhile. Thanks and I hope you have a good day!

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Assassin's Creed
Batman
Days Gone
Dragon Age
DC Universe
Fallout
Far Cry
Glee
Guardians of the Galaxy
Homefront
Horizon Zero Dawn
LA Noire
Marvel Universe
*Mass Effect
Metro
Overwatch
Prey
Red Dawn
SAW
State of Decay
Star Wars
Steven Universe
Superman
*The Division
The Last of Us
The Walking Dead

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Civil War
Cold War
Exploration
French Revolution
Historical
Military
*Mob
Musical
Police
*Revolution
*Riot
Sci-Fi
Space Opera
The Roaring Twenties
Victorian era
Wild West
World War I
World War II

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I would like to do a 1x1 nation roleplay. I been interesting in doing a near future (or sci-fi) nation roleplay, but any setting is fine. Please message me about if you are also interested. And for the love of God, PLEASE DON'T COMMENT HERE. Private message me instead.
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