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 Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 5:12 pm
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✖ ✖ ✖ Created By: Moni the Admiral Frog
✖ ✖ ✖ Designed By: Moni the Admiral Frog
✖ ✖ ✖ Genre: Dark Science Fiction.
✖ ✖ ✖ Inspiration: Fragment, Final Fantasy 7 and a plethora of Comics.
These are the profiles for The 5th Darkness. If you steal these, you will be a a jerk. Otherwise please enjoy. People have worked hard on them.
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Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 5:14 pm
"An intelligent hell would be better than a stupid paradise."
•• Identification.... Abigail "Ghost," Marcus
•• Age.... Twenty-Seven •• Birth Place.... The Wastelands
•• Stature.... Outcast
•• Faction.... The Fifth Column
•• Physical Description.... It's hard not to miss Abbie. She stands at Five-feet and six inches with caramel colored skin and pumpkin colored eyes. Her hair is always made up in tight dreads and pulled back into a pony tail. Abbie has a burn on her left hand from when she spilled battery acid.
•• Persona.... Given the nature of her life, Abbie is not much of a playful person. She is very focused on the task at hand and abhors laziness. When there are things to be done, Abbie always puts work before her own needs. And when she is not at work, she is usually found building something new or trying to improve on something that already exists. Other than that, there is not much personality to go off of. She is well equipped to stand and talk to groups of people but shows nothing of her own true self. After Abbie's mother died, everything about her changed drastically. There was a time where others could recall a happy, outgoing Abigail, but once that death occurred, the world had to pay for its transgressions. The fight between the NRA and the Fifth Column just seemed that much more real. Then forward, Abbie has dedicated her life and her work to the well being of the lesser man, of whom she shows the utmost respect. It's what her mother would have wanted.
•• Confessions.... The Marcus family lived a very jaded life inside the porcelain walls of Victory's Gate. They were high class socialites with seemingly endless amounts of wealth at their disposal. However, under the layers of money, power and stature lay the infamous Fifth Column with Abigail's great, great grandfather, Vincent Marcus, as second in command. For years they fed the fledgling Fifth Column, then only few in numbers, Intel on the movements of the NRA. This included names of high ranking officials, pass codes to restricted access buildings and of course, off shore bank accounts which was the funding basis for the Fifth Column.
When Vincent was in his late forties, with three children and another on the way, an informant and a very close friend to Marcus and the Fifth Column was paid to betray his friend in exchange for amnesty from any involvement. Mrs. Marcus and her young children were forced out of their homes in handcuffs and brought into center square of Victory's Gate. There they watched in horror as Vincent Marcus was beheaded in public display. This ritual had been in place for a long, long time, as a way to ensure the public knew its place in the world.
The Marcus family was dropped on the outskirts and presumed dead. However, they were picked up The Fifth Column, the ones still loyal to the cause and took up residence in the Wastelands. It was 60 years before Abigail Marcus took her first breaths of life in this war torn land.
She grew up as normal as one can in a barren graveyard from wars long ago. Food and clean water were scarce so Abigail was trained at a young age to fend for herself. Life in the wastelands, however horrible it was, was the perfect training program for a future lieutenant of the Fifth Column. Abbie was a tinkerer by nature. She loved disappearing for long hours at a time in search of old equipment and machines she could bring back and recreate as her own. By the time she was fifteen, her mother's house was filled with little tiny AI's that were her attempt to make her mother's life easier.
When Abbie turned eighteen her mother fell ill and died of a stomach infection due to lack of medicine needed to fight said infection. Abbie was left in the hands of the Fifth Column family she had grown up with all her life. They continued her training, utilizing her equipment which on countless times, proved more useful than most of their newer technology. As a hand to hand combatant, Abbie is not really all that formidable, but she is one hell of a marksman.
After turning twenty-three and leading a very successful mission to steal medicine and resources from Victory's Gate, The Fifth Column graduated Abbie to Lieutenant; making her third in command and a direct link to Paradox. Though Abbie has never personally seen Paradox, she stands as Paradox's voice when the time is needed for it.
•• Soundtrack.... Darkness -- Leonard Cohen
•• Speech Color.... Chocolate
•• Overseer.... Admiral Frog
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Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 5:16 pm
"The darker it is, the better chance of finding the light." •• Identification.... Zumi Black •• Age.... 25 •• Birth Place.... Wastelands •• Stature.... Wanderer/Fifth Column •• Faction.... Fifth Column •• Physical Description.... Has a tattoo of wings made of bones on his back. And under the wings are a list of dates of the death of people that he knew or was close to. •• Persona.... He is usually always quiet. The only time he really speaks is when it is necessary for things such as introductions or information relating to safety or enemy movements. He isn't a shy person in a sense. He just usually prefers staying out of people's arguments and conversations unless it pertains to him or any situation he is involved in. In a sense he is just a quiet, outspoken guy. He tries not to make relationships with people in this world anymore. Of course if the right people come along I'm sure they might just get under his skin a bit. When upset he can be found reflecting in a quiet place or room usually located in a high place such as a tree or roof, or even just the corner of the room if need be. He is never careless and thinks twice about underestimating people's skills in a fight. He is the type of person that when he sees danger or even just a enemy from darkness he won't hesitate to obliterate them for the safety of others. His wisdom keeps him alive and usually doesn't fail him or his judgement. He always tries to plan ahead before doing something and always has a plan 'B' just in case of any mishap or obstacle. Being how he is, he is generally easy to get along with since he doesn't talk much. Just as long as you don't make fun of him or anything you'll be fine. •• Confessions.... Zumi was born into a world of hatred and spite. And thus has learned how to deal with these emotions through experience. His parents met up when the destruction of the earth had torn the world apart and caused wide spread chaos and panic. His mother, born in the outskirts of Eden, had fled the territory in order to escape from the new evil armies emerging from the new word. His father, a born in Eden, ran a small Deli inside a small town by the out most border of Eden. She met him as she tried to gather supplies for her journey east. Zumi was born about three years later. Unfortunately, during the move to the next town they were caught in a storm that they never emerged from alive. Zumi was found in a cave not far from the mountain range that his parents had last been seen. He was half dead and barely breathing at the time. A rebel leader by the name of Benz took him in and cared for young Zumi without hesitation. The others didn't know why, but he was heard saying to young Zumi that he was different, and that one day, he would be destined to help the Fifth column rid the world of evil once and for all. The others couldn't believe this man still believed this tale, but his wisdom was unquestioned, he took Zumi into his home and cared for him until he was of strength again. When Zumi was five, Benz started teaching him how to use both his mental and physical powers to survive. Before long, Zumi's skills flourished well beyond the limits of anyone his age. And around Zumi's ninth birthday, he was officially instated into the Fifth Column. He began extensive and excruciating training that started to develop his five senses and strength beyond expectations. He learned how to think on his feet, how to survive in the wilderness, how to react faster, and even how to kill anyone with anything he could find. His training extended far beyond the training fields and into his house, where his father had taught him that all the elements were his friends, and how to suppress and even remove emotion from his subconscious. This allowed him to make split second decisions without the factor of emotions weighing him down. Of course this didn't mean he still had a foul sense of right from wrong. He was taught all about the good and evil's battle for control, dominance, suppression, and chaos and peace. He learned about the factions and groups who inhabited these lands and about the all the cities and their separate inhabitants as well. His knowledge was extensive and also included all the types of warriors and their weaknesses as well. This allowed him to be the deadliest fighter of his generation. He learned how to be fearless in the face of danger and how to react in times of stress and chaos. All of which helped him form himself into the best of the best. As he turned into a teenager he started gaining contracts for different and begins within them. He’d fought every type of thing by the time he was nineteen years old, whether it be a NRC general, a terrorist, a mercenary or anyone aiding the NRA. He had limits of course, but his extensive planning and will power always got him through it alive and well. And at the age of twenty, he had developed the nickname of Oracle. His position in the fifth column wasn’t too well known, and neither was his past, but when people do know who he is, they tend to keep their distance. He isn’t the strongest out there, but he can get things done when they need to be done, and that’s what matters. •• Soundtrack.... The Spark of Ignition -- Beautiful sin •• Speech Color.... Cyan •• Overseer.... Call Me Fear
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 10:09 pm
"I do not gamble unless I know I won't lose. Of course that isn't called a gamble now is it?"
•• Identification.... Kisa (Kitty) Rho
•• Age.... 24
•• Birth Place.... Victory's Gate
•• Stature.... actor and musician/celebrity persona
•• Faction.... NRA
•• Physical Description.... 5'9"-5'10" (with her typical heels and 5'7" without heels) and a scar on the palm of her left hand from her sister's pet cat when she was five.
•• Persona.... Kitty is generally considered a glamorous individual, always on the cutting edge of fashion. Most notable is it is rare to see her at any public event with the same date more than once. She has a love for a music, is a skilled liar, and has an eye for details with a sharp memory. She is highly calculating and somewhat selfish. She is not the type to take unnecessary risks. Kisa, also, has a morbid fascination about people and while she takes genuine interest in most people, it in many ways mirrors the interest a scientist would show in a lab rat. She tends to be relatively evasive about answering her opinion on any matter-from politics to her personal life. She believes the NRA in the end will crush any rebellious individuals, including the Fifth Column.
•• Confessions.... Kisa Rho was the third child born in Victory's Gate to a talented musician and a politician responsible for various security measures. Her father was known for his very harsh policy and beliefs in dealing with rebellion, making him relatively popular in Victory's Gate. He died three years ago, believed to have been poisoned. Kisa has an older sister (currently 27) and a brother (currently 26). The sister became known as the "face of the news" and her brother became a rising politician following their father's footsteps. Kisa was given the future of becoming a celebrity focusing on music and acting. Of course, she was trained in various instruments from piano to viola and in acting. By eighteen she was a star that generally was referred to as Kitty Rho and considered one of the most glamorous young celebrities, known for her edgy style, and proper manners, especially in interviews.
It is not unusual to see her at various NRA political events, supporting her brother and sometimes her sister. However, when questioned about her support for various NRA policies she always answers with what her father would think of various policies. She picked up this habit at apparently a young age, long before her father passed away.
•• Soundtrack.... Oh no!
•• Speech Color.... indigo
•• Overseer.... mc2
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Posted: Wed May 15, 2013 8:37 pm
"Today, I think I’ll dismember the world and then dance in the wreckage."
•• Identification.... The Gentleman
•• Age.... Classified
•• Birth Place.... Classified
•• Stature.... Leader of the Anti-Terrorism Response Team
•• Faction.... The NRA
•• Physical Description.... Classified
•• Persona.... The Gentleman is your every day, run of the mill megalomaniac. He is completely in love with himself and puts his career before all else. Even better, The Gentleman wishes death upon those who stand in his way, his own men included. Everyone around him expendable. To say the very least, The Gentleman values no life whatsoever, except for his own flesh, which makes him the perfect narcissist. Even though a vicious psychopath with a growing hate for life itself lies deep within him, The Gentleman can snap into any persona that fits the current situation. The NRA trust him, the Fifth Column hates him and the civilians still occupying Earth fear him, he is the perfect machine in which to control the masses. Depending on how you approach The Gentleman is exactly how he will approach you. It is best to express caution around this figure as even NRA members stand to lose their heads in his presence.
•• Confessions.... There is not much to confess on this character as most of his information is indeed classified. However with that said, the one piece of information that is circulated around The Fifth Column is that The Gentleman does not to have Victory's Gate origins. They are currently investigating this matter further.
•• Speech Color.... Slate Gray
•• Overseer.... Admiral Frog
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