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Danganronpa: Tower of Carnage (Finished!)

Ooh, I notice you guys are accepting new players, if that space is still up, I'll have a character done by tonight ^^

SUNCREST HEIGHTS | A Slice of Life Apartment RP (Full)

@alexfangtalon AH thank you so much!

SUNCREST HEIGHTS | A Slice of Life Apartment RP (Full)

Damien Rankin

_{"Don't know about anyone else, but coffee is the key to a good day"}

Damien Rankin

Full Name| Damien Rankin

Nicknames| Damey

Gender| Male

Age| 24

Birthday| 2nd September

Job/Education| Writer/Blogger/Web Designer

Room Number| 4C

How long have you been staying in Suncrest?| 3 Months

About

Appearance|

Lean is a good word to describe Damien easily. he stands at about 5'9, not overly tall but not too small either. He has a slim build with little muscle or fat present but he's obviously more than just skin and bones as there is a little something to him. His hair is often untamed except for when he goes down to the Gypsy when he will put effort into combing the dark brown nest of hair into a suitable style. He is always clean shaven, shaving almost once everyday to avoid getting any unneeded stubble, god forbid a moustache.

Usually on a normal day he'll wear a sweatshirt and trousers for staying inside, sometimes sweater and shirt if he's got others in the apartment. For going out, he'll put on a jacket and usually a shirt, although he adores wearing t-shirt and hoodies for lazy days in.

Interests|

- Writing
- Movies
- Comics/Manga
- Fashion
- Tv Shows
- Synthpop, Punk and Jazz music

Fears|

- Being forgotten
- Drowning
- Boat Travel

Sexuality| Bisexual

Personality|

Damien at first will come off as strange and slightly confusing, as he's often very enthusiastic but only shows it when somebody shows an interest in him or is interests. However his main go to for normal conversation is sarcasm and making deadpan jokes in situations, even if it's not he most appropriate of times. He's pretty friendly, although he may come off as a bit abrasive and makes some odd jokes, he's trying his best. Some would see him uptight but in reality the only thing he's uptight about is keeping his room clean, as he will often sleep in and get locked out because he has a brain like a sieve.

When it comes to his friends Damien is a lot more chatty and will likely be hard to make him shut up. He drinks coffee a lot to try and keep him up later but usually ends up passing out at his computer. If someone ever asked him for help or had a problem he'd always be there as soon as he could with coffee, blankets and a movie. His main obsession is writing and he'll talk about it a lot, only if he realises the time is right because he realises he can rant on and on about manga and movies for too long sometimes

History

Biography|

From day one, Damien was pretty much sheltered and given great chances. His dad was a lawyer and his mother was a biochemist and the money just rolled in, meaning that the house he stayed in with his family was amazing, however, Damien was used to not being allowed out after 7pm even when he was 15 due to his parents being rather suspicious of their youngest son. They were hoping for a successful lawyer to get past what had happened with his sister who had moved out to go live with her boyfriend when Damien was 14 and she was 19.
He didn't talk much to her because of how often she went out but she cared for him when he was upset, and god did that happen a lot.

From the age of 10 Damien had problems socialising often as he found large groups intimidating and due to the way his mom had taught him, he always perceived himself to be a bother to others, so he often avoided going out.
However, during High School he became better at socialising and gained a small group of friends, as that was what he was good with, small groups. When he was 18 he moved out to take a university course in English literature, he wouldn't have moved out however his mom divorced from his dad and both of them were itching for him to take sides, so he moved out.

He moved in with his friend Joe who he knew from school, but unfortunately Joe was a bit of a "party animal"
as he would often declare to Damien who just wanted to focus on work. He tried keeping in contact with his parents but they got way too strict about him seeing them once every week. Yes it was about a 2 hour drive but if he was ever driving, he'd usually bring Joe. He knew his parents wouldn't approve of their treasured youngest hanging out with such a guy. So he cut communication slightly. After university he started writing on his novels, even publishing one online, a mystery novel named "Fire of Atlantis".

He was pretty proud of himself but after he was 23, Joe started doing drugs and drinking far too much. Damien ended up engaging in the stuff with him but he knew Joe was getting sick of Damien cleaning a lot and killing the mood at parties he held. And this came to fruition with a fight that ended with Damien getting punched in the face and told to get out by the end of the day. He'd already prepared and left as soon as he could, but he still wanted to live near the university so he could have easy access to the library. The day after being thrown out, he'd applied for the apartment and moved in as soon as he could after surfing around hotels waiting to move in.

A Memory|

The smell of incense flooded Damien's nostrils as he grinned, watching his friends sit down on beanbags and seats he'd laid out. His room was plastered with movie and anime posters, books stacked up in the bookshelves on each side of his bedroom. This was fun, this how he remembered fun. His friends looking at him with awe and confusion as he laid out maps and scrolls he'd written up, as he shuffled their character sheets in his hands.

Joe was there, his black hair tied back in a ponytail as he stared at the stuff Damien had written down. This moment ended with laughter as they all noticed the jokes in what Damien had written and he giggled too. Making people laugh and smile at his writing, with such ease there. Playing DND as his friends began discussing stuff with him and he could bend and write this world as he wanted. He always remembered the way the dice rolled as he shook it in his hand with finesse and extravagance. The good ol days some would call it.

Struggles|

Lack of confidence in his writing.
Feelings of being alone and inadequacy
Fear of never accomplishing anything

Family|

Father: Dorian Rankin
Mother: Olivia Morton
Siblings: Natalie Rankin

Theme Song: Andromeda - Gorillaz

Extras: He will dance when a song comes on he likes, he doesn't mean to, it just happens.

SUNCREST HEIGHTS | A Slice of Life Apartment RP (Full)

@Attica That's me finished!

SUNCREST HEIGHTS | A Slice of Life Apartment RP (Full)

Ah! Sorry all for that, didn't mean for the coding to fail on me like that, not used to using hiders yet pfft

SUNCREST HEIGHTS | A Slice of Life Apartment RP (Full)

Damien Rankin

_{"Don't know about anyone else, but coffee is the key to a good day"}

Damien Rankin

Full Name| Damien Rankin

Nicknames| Damey

Gender| Male

Age| 24

Birthday| 2nd September

Job/Education| Writer/Blogger/Web Designer

Room Number| 4C

How long have you been staying in Suncrest?| 3 Months

About

Appearance|

Lean is a good word to describe Damien easily. he stands at about 5'9, not overly tall but not too small either. He has a slim build with little muscle or fat present but he's obviously more than just skin and bones as there is a little something to him. His hair is often untamed except for when he goes down to the Gypsy when he will put effort into combing the dark brown nest of hair into a suitable style. He is always clean shaven, shaving almost once everyday to avoid getting any unneeded stubble, god forbid a moustache.

Usually on a normal day he'll wear a sweatshirt and trousers for staying inside, sometimes sweater and shirt if he's got others in the apartment. For going out, he'll put on a jacket and usually a shirt, although he adores wearing t-shirt and hoodies for lazy days in.

Interests|

- Writing
- Movies
- Comics/Manga
- Fashion
- Tv Shows
- Synthpop, Punk and Jazz music

Fears|

- Being forgotten
- Drowning
- Boat Travel

Sexuality| Bisexual

Personality|

Damien at first will come off as strange and slightly confusing, as he's often very enthusiastic but only shows it when somebody shows an interest in him or is interests. However his main go to for normal conversation is sarcasm and making deadpan jokes in situations, even if it's not he most appropriate of times. He's pretty friendly, although he may come off as a bit abrasive and makes some odd jokes, he's trying his best. Some would see him uptight but in reality the only thing he's uptight about is keeping his room clean, as he will often sleep in and get locked out because he has a brain like a sieve.

When it comes to his friends Damien is a lot more chatty and will likely be hard to make him shut up. He drinks coffee a lot to try and keep him up later but usually ends up passing out at his computer. If someone ever asked him for help or had a problem he'd always be there as soon as he could with coffee, blankets and a movie. His main obsession is writing and he'll talk about it a lot, only if he realises the time is right because he realises he can rant on and on about manga and movies for too long sometimes

History

Biography|

From day one, Damien was pretty much sheltered and given great chances. His dad was a lawyer and his mother was a biochemist and the money just rolled in, meaning that the house he stayed in with his family was amazing, however, Damien was used to not being allowed out after 7pm even when he was 15 due to his parents being rather suspicious of their youngest son. They were hoping for a successful lawyer to get past what had happened with his sister who had moved out to go live with her boyfriend when Damien was 14 and she was 19.
He didn't talk much to her because of how often she went out but she cared for him when he was upset, and god did that happen a lot.

From the age of 10 Damien had problems socialising often as he found large groups intimidating and due to the way his mom had taught him, he always perceived himself to be a bother to others, so he often avoided going out.
However, during High School he became better at socialising and gained a small group of friends, as that was what he was good with, small groups. When he was 18 he moved out to take a university course in English literature, he wouldn't have moved out however his mom divorced from his dad and both of them were itching for him to take sides, so he moved out.

He moved in with his friend Joe who he knew from school, but unfortunately Joe was a bit of a "party animal"
as he would often declare to Damien who just wanted to focus on work. He tried keeping in contact with his parents but they got way too strict about him seeing them once every week. Yes it was about a 2 hour drive but if he was ever driving, he'd usually bring Joe. He knew his parents wouldn't approve of their treasured youngest hanging out with such a guy. So he cut communication slightly. After university he started writing on his novels, even publishing one online, a mystery novel named "Fire of Atlantis".

He was pretty proud of himself but after he was 23, Joe started doing drugs and drinking far too much. Damien ended up engaging in the stuff with him but he knew Joe was getting sick of Damien cleaning a lot and killing the mood at parties he held. And this came to fruition with a fight that ended with Damien getting punched in the face and told to get out by the end of the day. He'd already prepared and left as soon as he could, but he still wanted to live near the university so he could have easy access to the library. The day after being thrown out, he'd applied for the apartment and moved in as soon as he could after surfing around hotels waiting to move in.

A Memory|

The smell of incense flooded Damien's nostrils as he grinned, watching his friends sit down on beanbags and seats he'd laid out. His room was plastered with movie and anime posters, books stacked up in the bookshelves on each side of his bedroom. This was fun, this how he remembered fun. His friends looking at him with awe and confusion as he laid out maps and scrolls he'd written up, as he shuffled their character sheets in his hands.

Joe was there, his black hair tied back in a ponytail as he stared at the stuff Damien had written down. This moment ended with laughter as they all noticed the jokes in what Damien had written and he giggled too. Making people laugh and smile at his writing, with such ease there. Playing DND as his friends began discussing stuff with him and he could bend and write this world as he wanted. He always remembered the way the dice rolled as he shook it in his hand with finesse and extravagance. The good ol days some would call it.

Struggles|

Lack of confidence in his writing.
Feelings of being alone and inadequacy
Fear of never accomplishing anything

Family|

Father: Dorian Rankin
Mother: Olivia Morton
Siblings: Natalie Rankin

Theme Song: Andromeda - Gorillaz

Extras: He will dance when a song comes on he likes, he doesn't mean to, it just happens.

🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S.

Felix Hausten

Location: Justice Memorial Hospital

He was still out. Still unable to decide his own fate. He was always obsessed with trying to twist his own fate into a better shape but right now. His fate and life were in the hands of professionals. Professionals that could be bribed and could have ulterior motives. If he had been conscious he'd be objecting and trying to get out of that surgery. His eye socket was likely gonna make it, he appreciated that at least. His eye might've been gone but at least he was being..was it repenting? Paying for what he had done.

In his own confines of his mind, he was seeing his old family house. Strange men and women, drunk and surrounded in smoke as they stumbled through his dads house. He used to always have these weird people, obviously gangsters and drug addicts. His father had these parties to imporve their money, people loved them. Felix didn't. His brothers made sure he stayed in his room but when he went outside of his room, he saw the filth of the city. The subject of his books soon to come.

He wished he could've done more. he was grateful his end wasn't there yet. He needed to wake up. After the surgery he didn't want to rest for too long. He'd be in pain. He knew that. But he wasn't just going to lay around and let himself be pushed around. No. His story wasn't over. He knew how books worked. He was going to push through this pain and get to the tole he deserved. He would make an impact on the public and make this into the story. The story that would make him and everyone else famous and remembered. He'd publish it. best seller. Come on. It had to be finished.

🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S.

Will have a post up first thing in the morning, sorry for the huge delay and everything but I will make it before the cut off point

🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S.

Felix Hausten

Location: Justice Memorial Hospital

hew as out cold still. His body was unconscious, immobile as he was operated on. It'd been such a long time since he'd been forced into such a state. Hell, he couldn't recall another time in which such a scenario occurred. He always felt so helpless when he knew he'd be in a state where he couldn't defend himself. In that state he didn#'t know if Riley was gone, or where Marc was either. he remembered Riley in the ambulance ride but...now was different.

He found himself at the doorstep of his family home, on his knees staring at it with a cold furious look kindling in his eyes. He had to keep going. At this point he still saw himself as the rough dashing action hero. That's what he'd always wanetd to be. That's why he wrote detective and crime novels. he created characters that were charismatic, fearless and always got people happy, bringing a smile to every person they encountered. These were feats he never saw himself completing.

He knew why. he knew what had pushed him down. His dreams, cast aside by one man's words. "YOU ARE NOT SOME SILLY HERO FELIX" he heard shout through him. His father rarely used English, but Felix loved the language. He'd studied it in high school so much. So he could become something. Someone people would hear about and think, wow what a guy. Felix never became that. Felix just wrote, he wrote stories that bordered on reality. He became obsessed with creating situations for his heros to battle. Even if it meant breaking a few eggs.

He tumbled through the door, determined to keep going. He wasn't giving up.

🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S.

Felix Hausten

Location: Justice Memorial Hospital

Outside things appeared to be going better than anyone had first intended, including Felix himself. He'd seen bad movies, he'd read books that weren't necessarily accurate but convincing. They had him in a state of assurance that that blow to his eye would've had him killed there and then. Yet here he was. Still stuck in this world. He'd push on, he wasn't going to just lay over and die like some beat down horse who's legs had given in. He needed to atone.

As things began to smoothen out he stumbled down the streets of Berlin, the winds calming now, allowing him to walk peacefully. Every so often he'd have pangs of guilt. This was his drive now. He couldn't just let himself die after causing all that mayhem. What kind of ending would that be?? he knew he wouldn't have recovered in time, but he was determined. The determination surged through him. he would make sure he got revenge for that man.

he knew himself, he saw that man briefly. But that's what stung. A man doing his job was killed because of his actions. he pushed himself more down the streets. He was going to atone. He'd make things right. He didn't care if he died in the process, heck he wasn't worth anything. Anyone who caused some more death through their own stupidity wasn't worth it. If he was going down, he was going down kicking.