Midnight Embers
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- Posted: Thu, 19 Aug 2004 19:41:13 +0000
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| ~Burnt Rain~ |
In the future, the over-population of the world leads to drastic over-crowding, as well as the merging of all of the cities of north-east America into one big megalopolis. The air in this city is thick with pollution, and crowds of people fill the streets, as gas is now too expensive for people to use cars. Above their heads, light railway cars zoom past, much like the trams of the days of old. Words of almost every language of the planet can be heard in the air, being called from vendor to shopper or a building's window to a pedestrian.
Victoria Stryker (Tori, for short.)
Age: 19
Appearance: Almost leopard-like, in that she is strong and sleek at the same time. Medium-length black hair (as in, just past shoulders), always drawn up sharply. Ice-blue eyes. Has a few android parts (right arm from elbow down, some places in shoulders and stomach as well), because she was nearly killed as a child in a building collapse.
History: Lost both of her parents in a black-market incident (smugglers). Has been on her own since age 9 (building collapse at 13).
Personality: Was a very scrappy child, maturing into a sharp, near-deadly young adult. Very focused. Sometimes quiet, but firm with her orders and opinions. Doesn't necessarily have to "fight to survive", because she's become excellent at the whole survival-game. Smokes. However, can break down under the right circumstanes. Carries a gun, naturally. Among other weapons.
Ellen
Age: 16
Appearance: a homeless girl, wearing an over-large coat and boots, very short hair, slightly grubby.
History: She used to live in the main city train station, but just got kicked out.
Personality: Quiet, but very defensive of her property, wary of attackers or muggers and so on, and, after a few years on the streets, willing to do many things in order to survive, including picking pockets if it looks easy.
Seth Jamison Pierce
Age: 20
Appearance:A man standing approximately 6'2'', his dusty brown hair perpetually unruly. He's weighed down by the grime of the city, and the responsibility he has to himself to stay alive. One of his eyes is as black as night, while the other shines an dull rust color. He's half blind, but it is exceedingly difficult to tell which eye is natural. They are both constantly moving, sizing people up, memorizing faces and patterns. He dresses in torn jeans and a shredded t-shirt, topped off, almost elegantly given the circumstances, by a long black duster with ragged edges. Fingerless gloves protect his hands when it rains fire, because his hands most valuable attributes. He's a professional theif, taking what he needs to live and a bit more to gain profit.
History:Never had, or wanted to have, any recollection of the woman who birthed him or the father that left him on the streets. People were desperate in the day's world, and having a child to tote around wasn't all that appealing. Both parents abandoned him in a desperate attempt to keep what they could for themselves. His father first, and then his broken-hearted mother. It was her intention for the child to die from exposure, but he was never so lucky. He grew quick and nimble with sticky fingers and silent footsteps.
Personality: He doesn't carry weapons. People generally ignore him unless they are doing business with him...buying stolen property or food. The ability to seemingy melt into the shadows has earned him ignorance from the cops. He's sarcastic, witty, and fun-loving. He loves to joke and can almost never take anything or anyone seriously.
| ~Burnt Rain~ |
Setting
In the future, the over-population of the world leads to drastic over-crowding, as well as the merging of all of the cities of north-east America into one big megalopolis. The air in this city is thick with pollution, and crowds of people fill the streets, as gas is now too expensive for people to use cars. Above their heads, light railway cars zoom past, much like the trams of the days of old. Words of almost every language of the planet can be heard in the air, being called from vendor to shopper or a building's window to a pedestrian.
Current Cast
Victoria Stryker (Tori, for short.)
Age: 19
Appearance: Almost leopard-like, in that she is strong and sleek at the same time. Medium-length black hair (as in, just past shoulders), always drawn up sharply. Ice-blue eyes. Has a few android parts (right arm from elbow down, some places in shoulders and stomach as well), because she was nearly killed as a child in a building collapse.
History: Lost both of her parents in a black-market incident (smugglers). Has been on her own since age 9 (building collapse at 13).
Personality: Was a very scrappy child, maturing into a sharp, near-deadly young adult. Very focused. Sometimes quiet, but firm with her orders and opinions. Doesn't necessarily have to "fight to survive", because she's become excellent at the whole survival-game. Smokes. However, can break down under the right circumstanes. Carries a gun, naturally. Among other weapons.
Ellen
Age: 16
Appearance: a homeless girl, wearing an over-large coat and boots, very short hair, slightly grubby.
History: She used to live in the main city train station, but just got kicked out.
Personality: Quiet, but very defensive of her property, wary of attackers or muggers and so on, and, after a few years on the streets, willing to do many things in order to survive, including picking pockets if it looks easy.
Seth Jamison Pierce
Age: 20
Appearance:A man standing approximately 6'2'', his dusty brown hair perpetually unruly. He's weighed down by the grime of the city, and the responsibility he has to himself to stay alive. One of his eyes is as black as night, while the other shines an dull rust color. He's half blind, but it is exceedingly difficult to tell which eye is natural. They are both constantly moving, sizing people up, memorizing faces and patterns. He dresses in torn jeans and a shredded t-shirt, topped off, almost elegantly given the circumstances, by a long black duster with ragged edges. Fingerless gloves protect his hands when it rains fire, because his hands most valuable attributes. He's a professional theif, taking what he needs to live and a bit more to gain profit.
History:Never had, or wanted to have, any recollection of the woman who birthed him or the father that left him on the streets. People were desperate in the day's world, and having a child to tote around wasn't all that appealing. Both parents abandoned him in a desperate attempt to keep what they could for themselves. His father first, and then his broken-hearted mother. It was her intention for the child to die from exposure, but he was never so lucky. He grew quick and nimble with sticky fingers and silent footsteps.
Personality: He doesn't carry weapons. People generally ignore him unless they are doing business with him...buying stolen property or food. The ability to seemingy melt into the shadows has earned him ignorance from the cops. He's sarcastic, witty, and fun-loving. He loves to joke and can almost never take anything or anyone seriously.
