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Dapper Dabbler

Governmet Spy's



Name: Sweet Porridge
Characters name:Celeste Laurette Adler
Appearance:
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Age:20
Gender: Female
Height / Weight:5'10" / 116lbs
Status: Single
Faction: Government Spy
Likes / Dislikes:
+ A challenge
+ Luxury
+ New inventions

- Surprises
- Paragon
- Martyrs

Personality: Celeste is a master manipulator and a very cunning and innovative spy. She will use any means necessary to achieve her goal. She is very good at what she does and doesn’t miss a thing; a quick wit dripping with charm and no conscience to slow her down.
Weapon and skills: A diamond Dagger, small concealed pistol. Power of observation and deduction, allows her to see everything for what it really is even by the smallest of clues.
Short Bio:
Celeste grew up in Al'Rave. Her mother died during childbirth and her father was never in the picture. She grew up as a ward of the state excelling in her school work. She has an eidetic memory and an uncanny ability to notice even the smallest of details. By the time she was thirteen Celeste was recruited by the government. Still just a child she had no problem sneaking in and out of places gaining valuable information for the Al'Rave government.
Celeste excels at her position and loves the thrill of the game. Over the past seven years her skills and technique have only improved making her eager to take on more complicated matters. She is grateful to her government, but is not undyingly loyal; she looks out for herself first and would take a better offer if ever it arose.

Dapper Dabbler

Paragon Agent



Name:Upbeat Lobster
Characters name:Alexander Gamble
Appearance: Apperance
Age:20
Gender:Male
Status:Single.
Faction:Paragon.
Likes / Dislikes:
+Money.
+Women.
+Murder.
-Not getting paid.
-Not getting laid.
-Missing out on a kill.

Personality: A fairly easygoing personality masks a horrendous affection for blood and money. And blood money. He works for Paragon out of a need for excessive force, blood on his shoes, and a jingle in his pocket. He doesn't believe so much in the Paragon ideals, but as long as he keeps getting paid, he won't complain. He enjoys stopping in on known rebel strongholds and having some drinks to bask in the fear, discomfort, or rage that being in the presence of those who know his enormously hideous reputation causes. And always with a smile.
Weapon and skills:He uses his monetary influence and reputation to manipulate his surroundings, then follows with precision strikes from his short sword. As far as special abilities go, he is able to prevent any wounds he inflicts from healing without an extensive amount of effort.
Short Bio: He is quite unwilling to part with details of his past. He has said that he had been a doctor once, and also that he had found solace in religion as a troubled youth. It seems reasonable to assume that in his time in Paragon City, religion was replaced by gold and murder, and that his skill as a doctor went into his ability to kill.
Extra:He goes by Xan or Mr. Gamble. Anyone calling him Alex has disappeared, provided they aren't important enough in the city to be missed.

Dapper Dabbler

Resistance Rebel



Name:Hobo_Bob
Characters name:Enor Whinton Alneel
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Age:23
Gender:Female, unless you'd like to check yourself.
Height / Weight:5'7", and a proper 115lb.'s
Status: Single, not that it is of your concern
Faction: Rebel
Likes / Dislikes:
+ Working
+ Her privacy
+ Fancy inventions
+ Gum

- Drugs
- Fakers
- Lazy slack offs
- The city Agents

Personality: A no non sense kind of person, people often think of her as a bossy wench till she turns a smile your way. Kind at heart and deeply concerned for others, she's always seen wondering around, chatting with the others in a friendly manner. Self taught in many thing, she had to learn to be self reliant and not depend on others.
Weapon and skills:A shock whip that can send currents of electricity along it's coil to who ever is trapped in her clutch as well as a pistol. Uses some form of electro-shock glove to grasp onto metal railing above her to seem as if she can jump really high, used to running along the roof tops and rafters during missions.
Short Bio: Born during the war, her mother was killed shortly after the age of 5. Constantly surrounded by death at an early age, she's learned to accept it quickly in order to move on in life to survive. Her father owned the Rusty's Tavern with a friend, both equal partners in the business as well as best friends. But at the age of 15, their fathers sacrificed their lives to end the war, leaving the tavern in her hands. 8 years after the end of the war, she now fights along side the rebels, letting them use the tower as a secret hideout. Only the leaders of the rebels know how to get inside.
Extra: Nothing at the moment.


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Name: Flake155
Characters name:Alexander Hailway IV
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Age:his upcoming 20th birthday is sure to be one of the largest celebrations the city will see this year.
Gender:male
Height/weight:6'1"/167lbs
Status: Single, although he's known to be pseudo-womanizer.
Faction: Rebel/unaligned
Likes / Dislikes:
+women
+wine
+fun

-Paragon Officials

Personality: A fun loving bachelor, is very prominent in the nightlife of the city.
Weapon and skills: Weapons: a small sidearm he carries with himself.

skills: A great fencer, and had access to the top-notch education typical to the cities aristocratic demographic.


Short Bio: Many people know the name Hailway as one of the most prominent in the city, as well as the heir to Hailway Industries, Alexander Hailway. What they don't know is the name Hailway wasn't always been so prestigious. It is because of this reason that young Alexander had been bred to be a cut above the rest. Sheltered from the city, thrust into the right social groups, and given a proper education. His father hoping to erase any possibilities of the families past repeating. But as Alexander approached his adolescence he began to make his own name. and not one that his father could be proud of. Making appearances at all the most popular locations, seen leaving drunk early in the morning.

To the majority he was well on his way to becoming among one of the most eligible bachelors in the city with an unimaginable inheritance, his biggest problem being having to start contemplating future spouse possibilites. In truth however his family carries a grave secret, decades of secret payment to the city council to insure a permanent place among the cities aristocracy as well as success in business. Little does anyone know that Alexander has also been making secret donations, but to the side of the rebels, via a trusted median, so he can keep all records of any involvement clean. (in the scenario that inside information is needed to be passed on in person, he's prepared a disguise for just the case.)

Extra: is a patron of the Theatre Morsicleur so has crossed paths with the lady of the house, Madelene De Vries.


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Name:Meridian Isenguard
Characters name:Octavion Wilhelm Hellsing, but most people call him Wil
Appearance:
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The only difference is that he always has a black cloth around his eyes, like a headband of sorts. His arms also have metal attached to them in some places, but he wears jackets and long sleeves to cover them up.
Age:25
Gender:Male
Status:Single
Faction:Rebels
Likes / Dislikes:
+Good Drink
+Sleeping in
+Decent company

-Government
-Disrespect
-Did he mention the government

Personality: Octavion tends to keep to himself, but gets a little rowdy when drinking. He likes to study people from afar and tries to be ready for the worst to happen. Once people get close to him he can come out of his shell a little
Weapon and skills: He carries two rugers in shoulder slings under his jacket. He is exceptionally good at street fighting because of all the fighting in his teenage years. His learned skills would be minor repairing of machinery and lockpicking
Short Bio:Octavion was born is the city, and was raised in a very low income family. The troubled times tested his resolve and he overcame. He helped as a child by stealing from street vendors, and later on fighting underground to help his family. With the war making everything really strict, his mother an father both died of sickness, and could not afford the medicine to get better. Alone in the world, he joined the resistance. He would tear the city apart one way or another.
Extra:Type here in this color!!

Dapper Dabbler

The Tinkers



Writer's Name: Upbeat Lobster
Character's name:Goes by 'Fix' but that's probably not his real name.
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Age:Early to mid twenties. Tends not to talk much about it.
Gender:Male
Status:Single, though arguably married to his work.
Faction:Tinkerer
Likes / Dislikes:
+Tinkering
+Pistons
+Fine wine
+Sleeping
-Cheap booze
-Sleazy people
-The Workshy
-Restrictions on his work.

Personality: A rather frantic inventor with a penchant for pistons. His fondness for his work is only diminished by his need for food, and therefore money, so as much as he hates to sell science, he must. He views his merchant-ship as a side-job, and is usually toying with a new invention or plaything behind the counter. Tends to be quirky and distant, though he warms quickly. Often enough, he finds himself on a tangent. Thinks quicker than he speaks.
Weapon and skills:He wears a glove that utilizes high-powered pistons at the fingertips to generate extreme forces capable of causing great structural damage to doors, walls, people, cats, and watermelons. He has shown to have an alarming amount of durability due to his constant and perilous adventures into the applications of his glove.
Short Bio:Fix doesn't like discussing his history much, but he grew up in Paragon, though he never gave much thought to that, or his parents as he was developing. He spent all his time experimenting on the things in his house. It wasn't until an accident occurred involving an electrical output and his finger that he narrowed his focus to a sharp point on pistons, and he's been working with them ever since. He was never formally educated, but his aggressive accumulation of knowledge resulted in his being reluctantly accepted by the tinker society, though he still receives some gruff for his 'idealist' style of life.
Extra:His hair has a persistent static charge due to a childhood accident.




Name: Qwenloswen
Character's name:Lucien Arceneau
Appearance: Reasonably tall at six feet, five inches with a fairly light build and long, dark brown hair that he wears tied back. He is very perceptive, green eyes missing little except when he's working...then a bomb could go off next door and he'd only notice if it jarred whatever he's working on. In regular life Lucien is rather a fastidious dresser, maintaining that to go out without being properly turned out is nothing short of an insult to society.
Age:A very respectable twenty-seven
Gender:Male
Height / Weight:Six feet, five inches and roughly one eighty to one ninety last he checked. Sadly his bathroom scale was a casualty of a late-night design inspiration...it's not recommended that you stand on it any more, for your own safety.
Status:Single
Faction:Tinkerer, most certainly
Likes / Dislikes:
+ When an idea comes together
+ Learning/finding/trying something new
+ Order, or at least controlled chaos
+ Going to the theater
+ Sour candies

- Being told he can't do something
- Being treated like an idiot
- When that piece you're just about to attach gets dropped and rolls all the way across the room
- The Rebel rabble that mugged him when he first arrived
- Dogs, mostly just the exuberant ones but they all have that tendency

Personality: I'm pretty sure his personality is fairly clear
Weapon and skills:Pistol and a light blade such as an epee or rapier. He does have two matching pistols he's made (though it's not often he carries them unless trouble is expected) and a cane sword, again that he's made himself to be more cleverly disguised than most, that he takes with him most places.
Innate ability: He can reverse-engineer most anything he can get his hands on, given some time with it as well as create most anything that pops into his head.
Learned abilities: He's a fairly talented duelist with both pistol and blade though he's had little cause to use it. Mostly he just keeps the skills polished because as a gentleman it's expected. Lucien has also honed his memory to the point that it's nearly eidetic.

Short Bio:Lucien had been making fairly decent coin in his home town when he heard that a capable inventor could make good money in the city of Paragon, he can't quite remember who told him this but either way he set out at age twenty-five to see what the city had to offer him. He expected to see things he'd barely even imagined before...and he did. Unfortunately whoever had dropped him the hint neglected to mention that leaving wasn't an option and that crime was common.

Less than ten minutes after clearing his papers with the entrance guards he was mobbed by a group of what he later learned were rebels. He never did get to find out what they were after because Paragon guards ran them off fairly quickly. After that he settled in and with the help of the Agents that had helped him he quickly got a steady job creating and reverse-engineering tech for them as a freelancer; despite their repeated offers he still doesn't feel comfortable joining the government.

Extra:Can't think of anything here

Dapper Dabbler

The Unaligned


Name:Matakor
Characters name:Vinstrom Johnston (also known as Vinny)
Appearance: User Image

Age:38
Gender:Male
Height / Weight:Approx 6'3", and weighs around 200 pounds.
Status:Currently healthy. At least, as best he can be, considering the lack of some his original body.
Faction:Unaligned
Likes / Dislikes:
+Good people
+Steak
+(has a soft spot for kids)

-People who are plainly evil
-Chicken
-Anyone who abuses a child

Personality: Quiet and calm. He'll generally try to attach himself to a good tinker and play the role of body-guard. If the tinker goes against too many of his morals, however, he'll cut ties without hesitation.
Weapon and skills:Fairly knowledgeable with guns, and is extremely accurate thanks to his augmented eyes. He's quite handy with closer range weapons in a pinch, and can easily hold his own in hand to hand combat.
Short Bio:Much of his body is lost to failed experiments, but two other people helped him to recover from these experiments resulting in a body that is very scarred and wrecked, but functional. After the doctor who gave him the working body died, he set out to find another tinker to help.


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Name:Qwenloswen
Character’s name:Madelene De Vries
Appearance: Tall and slim, Madelene isn’t perhaps as curvaceous as is popular at the moment but cares little about it, at least in part because she can afford the tailors necessary to create her own suite of clothes. And she does make it a point to dress well; after all, she works in the world of the dazzling uppercrust and they are the worst of the worst when it comes to superficial snobbery. Though it is at times tempting to do otherwise she knows that to show up less than well turned out with her long black hair carefully coifed and pulled back is to invite ridicule in a job where she can’t afford it. The only thing outside her control is her light, ice blue eyes which disconcert some people so she has worked hard to maintain a warm demeanor to counter it.
Age:There are some questions one shouldn’t ask a lady, this is one of them.
Gender: Female
Height / Weight:Weight is the other, though she admits to being five foot ten easily enough.
Status: Single
Faction: Unaligned
Likes / Dislikes: + Music
+ Good food with good company
+ Dancing, both joining in and watching
+ Ferrets

- Hypocrisy
- Betrayal
- Pettiness
- Excessive perfume or cologne

Personality: More than anything else, Madelene knows how to play a role. Very often people expect the owner of the city’s biggest and best theatre to have an equally theatrical personality and it’s a persona she’s willing to take on when expected. For the most part, though, she knows that a quiet word in the right ear can accomplish much more than even the most colourful personality. Though she appears slightly aloof it’s not intentional, she merely prefers to withhold judgement until she knows all the facts though there are certain things that can set her off.
Weapon and skills: As the owner and manager of the Theatre Morsicleur, Madelene can’t be seen carrying about weapons on a daily basis. Of course, anyone in any sort of public position cannot go about unarmed. To that end she is skilled with hidden blades she has hidden about her person, some for throwing and some for close-up combat, as of yet she hasn’t had to use them but the possibility is always there. In the rare instances she can’t even have those she has taught herself the use of the tessen, or war fan, a fan with sharpened steel ribs disguised as a lady’s fabric dress fan.
Innate ability: Madelene has unusually quick reflexes, which have helped her out more than once.
Learned abilities: Her skill with small blades and tessen was a hard-earned but valuable one though honestly she gets more enjoyment out of her carefully honed parkour skills. After all, in a city that has near-permanent curfew there aren’t many other options if one needs to get out late at night.

Short Bio:When her mother stepped down as the owner and manager of the Theatre Morsicleur, Madelene stepped in to fill the gap. Though at first inexperienced, with a little help and guidance she soon had the place running better than ever; bringing in big names and superb acts to pique even the most jaded of theatre connoisseur’s interests. She attributes at least part of her success to the fact that she refuses to allow faction tensions to pass her threshold so anyone – no matter their political ideologies – can be sure of a safe, and above all enjoyable, evening of entertainment. Though her own sympathies might run towards the Rebels she is careful to keep her working life and personal life separate and thus far has thrown in with no party and aims to keep it that way.
Extra:Madelene is the many-times-removed cousin of Enor Anleel who also, coincidentally, is one of the few people who she has shared most of her secrets with.


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Name:Sad Dust Glories
Characters name:Azra Winsor
Appearance: She's just above average height, with a slim build and lightly tanned skin. She has dark auburn hair that is slightly wavy and falls below her shoulders. She has unblinking gray eyes. Well, she blinks as much has any person, but she has a tendency to stare piercingly, especially when she is meeting someone for the first time. She has a warm smile. Her left hand is missing, so she wears a mechanical glove she built as a substitute.
Age:21
Gender:female
Height / Weight:5'8" 125 lb
Status: Single
Faction: Unaligned
Likes / Dislikes:
+Flying
+technology
+good food
+Paragon City (in particular the technology)
-Paragon City (it really depends on the day if she likes it or not)
-Paragon Agents
-Fools

Personality: Azra is stubborn and has a sharp tongue. She can be slow to trust others, especially those in this city. She keeps her word, but doesn't expect others to do the same. There is nothing in the world she loves more than flying, but seeing as her ship was destroyed, shes not going anywhere
Weapon and skills: A pair of dual swords she keeps on her at all times, though she is looking for a more unique weapon that utilizes the Paragon tech.
Innate Ability: She's has the ability to tell when people are lying.

Short Bio:Azra used to be a sky pirate, but her ship malfunctioned and had to emergency land in Paragon. Her ship and her cargo was taken by the agents, and she hasn't seen most of her crew since. There was a certain piece of cargo that she is determined to retrieve, and suspects her ship was not destroyed. Right now, her goal is to leave the city, and she makes little effort to disguise her dislike for Paragon.
Extra:


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Name: Fayetaure
Characters name:Robin A. Zale
Appearance:
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Age:22
Gender:Female
Height / Weight:5'2" / 90lbs
Status:Single
Faction:Unaligned
Likes / Dislikes:
+ Fixing things
+ Chocolate
+ Having a good time
- Government
- Seeing people sick
- Not being able to fix something

Personality: Robin is usually very chipper as well as hyper. However when she works on something she has unbreakable focus and concentration as the gears in her head turn trying to find a solution for whatever the problem might be. Romance has never once crossed her mind even though she is almost always given the time of day. Finally she is always wearing her mother's necklace wanting to feel as close as possible to her.
Weapon and skills: Weapon: Wrench

Skills: Can fix just about anything and great at solving problems

Short Bio: Robin grew up in Paragon with her parents. Her father was a Tinker and had a well established business called Zale Technologies which he worked at 24/7. At least he did until Rori's mother got extremely sick. Her father stopped working so much in order to take care of her mother as well as herself. Unfortunately when he did their livelihood went with it, the business all but crashed only staying open with the help of the boy clerk that worked there.

Eventually Robin's mother died leaving a giant whole in the family, a whole that tried to get filled with work. At least that is what Robin's father believed. Robin however found real comfort in the rebel movement, where she felt a true difference could be made. Her involvement with the rebels is something she hides well from her father seeing as how he thinks the rebels are just hopeless fools wanting to stick blame on someone besides themselves. (She still doesn't understand his distaste for them)

Zale Technologies never got back to its former glory but it did do better with her father working again and especially with Robin right by his side. Her days are now spent in Zale Techs last open shop located on the main road as well as helping the rebels while her father now lies on his own death bed.

Extra: Robin learned everything she knows about science and technology from her father.

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