[TGE I] Signup Thread

[Barry Goldwater]

Yup. And as before I'll be approving your characters, as well.

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*picture optional, as always* Name: Age: (as of leaving Earth, obviously) Gender: Previous occupation: (that, is what your char did for his/her living back on Earth. Nothing outlandish or that would give you an insane advantage in combat; for example, 'gangster' or 'cult guard' are acceptable, full-blown 'professional soldier' isn't) Background: (I want at least one six-sentence paragraph, and the longer the better, usually anyway; be sure to explain what they were doing at the time of the Cleansing & how they ended up in the Sage's underground shelter, use the timeline for reference) Personality: (I also want one 6-sentence paragraph, and please try to avoid Mary Sue/Marty Sue (unrealistically perfect) characters) Equipment: (vital to keep track of this at all times, considering that you'll be making your own equipment for the most part; includes vehicles. Everyone starts with 1x Survival Suit + one non-conventional weapon keepsake from their past (so for example, you can have a keychain or a book, both of which could be used as improvised weapons under the right circumstances, but not say, a katana or pistol) - you can make this keepsake up)

[Agamemnon]

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Name: Geoffrey Winchester
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Previous occupation: Clergyman/Sleuth/OSS Target

Background: Distantly related to Oliver Winchester, a Columbian who started the largest arms manufacturing company in Columbia and later fled to southern Ontario to escape persecution, his family has always been a Conservative, Protestant family, and one that for the most part kept quiet and to themselves (they even voted for the pro-Imperial Columbian Refugee Party before the Canadian Rebellion). However, in the 1990s Jonathan Winchester, an Episcopalian minister, became hugely dissatisfied with the leadership of the Imperial Union following the annihilation of Satanist America, and began going about preaching a gospel of peaceful Christianity and explaining to the people of England (where the family lived by then) that it's not Christian to kill millions of people for their beliefs. In response to this, he and his wife were eliminated from all record save those in the Vatican and OSS HQ, and their children taken in and put in Catholic school. Several generations later, in 2258, Geoffrey was working in the Vatican as a a librarian and came across a record with Jonathan's name on it. Curious about whether it was a relation, and knowing that supposedly no record existed, he started digging, and eventually discovered the truth of his great-great-great-great grandfather's death. After breaking into the catacombs and discovering a room full of personal effects in part of the maze, he found a box with Jonathan's name on it. He opened it, and within he found clothes, the family Bible, and an essay on Jonathan's beliefs. Deciding to take the chance, he decided that day to spread the word his great-great-great-great grandfather couldn't, and start a revolution of free and Christian men, to overthrow the Emperor and the Magisterium, establishing a Protestant Republic like the English Parliamentarians wanted. Putting on the clothes to make a sort of a statement (and because they looked awesome), he slipped the Bible and essay into his coat pocket, put on his hat, and marched out of the room, where several guards promptly handcuffed him and knocked him out. They took him to a dungeon, where he languished for two years, until he escaped into the streets of Rome. After wandering for a few weeks and regaining his wits, he left Rome and decided to work toward his goal, travelling across Europe throughout 2261 preaching where Jonathan left off so many years earlier. Eventually he found himself in the same area as the Sage, and after the Sage looked into his past and preachings he was invited into the bunker, where he would live and preach to his new flock until offered the chance to leave on the Ark II. He took it, hoping to out of his fellow travellers create the nation God tasked him with creating, and was frozen in his coat and hat to await the arrival of freedom. He awoke recently with few of his newfound memories intact besides his beliefs and his convictions - anything else was either forgotten or corrupted after his two years of solitary confinement in the dungeons of the Vatican and his year of Lowtown preaching. Yet, at the same time, he knows what God has saved him to do, and he has the book he needs to do it. The Imperial Union - or Magisterium as it is now called - will be sorry.

Personality: He is single-mindedly fixated on his goal of establishing a Christian Republic on the new planet. He's happy and jovial on the outside as well, but he hides a horribly tortured mind. He knows that he hates the IU and vaguely that it was some family and beliefs thing, but he has no idea of anything else - and the fact tortures him to no end, to the point where only his belief that God has saved him from death has kept him from committing suicide the first night. Instead he cries himself to sleep so that during the day he can be strong and confident enough to gain a following.

Equipment:
Wool Trenchcoat and Fedora (Meaningless, but cool)
Survival Suit (under coat)
Heavily written-in King James Bible

[EmperorBatman999]

Name: Frank Becke
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Previous occupation: Factory Worker

Background: Frank Becke was born in the slums of the Lowtowns to poor, but religious parents who believed in the old Catholicism before it joined with the tyranical IU. He started working at a factory as young as five. He found he had an ear for music and rhythym and by his mid teens he found that he could have an outlet for his talents in the factory itself. Factory life was slow, monotonous, difficult and torturous, but what Frank found was that each day was made a little easier if he had a song to work to. And so Frank picked up on the many working shanties and made up a few more himself. At home he would play on his trumpet, blasting cool rhythym as a lullaby to his neighbors. He became quite popular, and his songs were sung throughout the Lowtown factories. One day, he was offered a chance to go into the Sage's shelter, and from there after earth was blown to oblivion he was put on the Ark II.

Personality: Frank always likes being the center of attention. This has further been reinforced by his ability to make songs. Frank is still good at heart, despite being at times annoying with his constant chase to be in the spotlight, and Frank tries to do the right thing and stay on the right path. Frank also has anger problems, and he can't stand the sight of injustice anywhere, and this has led him into trouble with thugs and overseers at work. He is strongly driven by ambition.

Equipment:
x1 Survival Suit
x1 Trumpet

[Dan the Man]

(forgive me )

Name: Ishmael Perkins
Age: 49
Gender: Male
Previous occupation: Philologist/linguist, university professor
Background:

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Ishmael was the only child of Cornelius and Juliet Perkins, a privileged couple who were both born within the confines of the Sanctuaries. For most of his life, Ishmael knew nothing of the outside world, aside from a few stories his great-grandfather had told him. Ishmael was always an introverted child, preferring to retreat into the relative safety of his books rather than to spend time playing with his peers. The Perkins were a family of avid readers, and were in the possession of a rather extensive library, the tomes of which had been passed down for generations (indeed, many were still printed on actual paper). Among young Ishmael's favorite reads were Moby Dick, for rather obvious reasons; the works of Charles Dickens, Dostoevsky, William Shakespeare, Rudyard Kipling, John Milton, Mary Shelley, Geoffrey Chaucer; the ancient tales of Beowulf, Ulysses, Sigfried, and countless others.

It was when he was twelve years old that he first ran across the legendarium of J.R.R. Tolkien, which the family possessed in its completion (or at least as near to completion as was possible). Dazzled by the mythos which Tolkien had created, it was at this time that Ishmael became especially interested in the study of languages and cultures, particularly extinct ones. His parents, as intellectuals, encouraged this, and he began to prepare for a career in linguistics, teaching at a university.

As he grew older, his natural curiosity and desire to learn about the world of the past led him into activities which the Magisterium might have deemed "less-than-wholesome," had they any knowledge of the situation. Secretly he began to accumulate more and more knowledge about life before the Magisterium, and even before the Imperial Union. Eventually his quest for more and more knowledge led to his investigation of the state of the Church before the creation of the Magisterium. What he discovered left him in a state of shock. All his life the only thing he had ever known was the Magisterium, and to think that things were once done differently left him aghast. Soon, he would decide to do the unthinkable: Venture outside of the Sanctuary and into the Lowtown.

Ishmael first entered one of the Lowtowns when he was forty-two years old. Unphased by the inhumanity of the slums, he began to venture out more and more and even to talk to people. Some of the things he found shocked him, some disgusted him, and even more fascinated him. Eventually he became involved in a community of Old Believers, this particular group being Catholics who rejected the Magisterium and adhered strictly to the original Catholic Church (to as great a degree as possible, without a Pope to follow). It was here that Ishmael met the only woman he would ever love, a beautiful and intelligent factory worker by the name of Valerie Davies.

His connection with Valerie led him to forsake the safety of the Sanctuary more and more. When he was forty-five years old he decided to quit his job at the university, citing "health concerns." He ran away permanently to the Lowtown, leaving no notice for his family or friends within the Sanctuary, and married Valerie. Though they were subject to abject poverty, the couple lived together very happily for the next four years before the axe of "Operation John" finally fell. When the satellites began to open fire on the helpless citizens of the Lowtowns, Ishmael and Valerie became separated in the chaos. Ishmael was carried off, literally kicking and screaming, to the Sage's bunker by a group of friends. He never saw Valerie again. Her loss drove the poor man even deeper into himself, becoming more of an introvert than he had ever been before. His saving grace proved to be the cryostasis into which his body was placed during space travel, which managed to liberate his weary mind of all memory of her. For now.

Personality: Quiet of voice, but loud of mind. Ishmael prefers to stay on the side lines of important decisions or arguments, but he does foster his own opinions in the quiet of his heart and will occasionally bring them up if he feels the situation demands it. His silence, unfortunately for him, can often get Ishmael into trouble when he withholds his opinions from others. He is not exactly a born leader, but some look up to him for his academic knowledge and his innate ability to sense people's individual motives.

Equipment: Survival suit, pen and notebook.

OOC: Let's just pretend that half of the world's great literature hasn't been butterflied away. Please.

[Barry Goldwater]

@Agg You'll want your guy to have ended up in the Sage's bunker, not a Vatican dungeon. Otherwise he would've just been tossed out just in time for the killsats by the Magisterium Maybe he could be a street preacher in the Lowtowns following a successful escape from the Magisterium's prisons and ended up associating with the Sage & friends?

@Others Approved.

[Watercress]

Name: Bu Jian Meng
Age: 51
Gender: Male
Previous occupation: Industrial Worker, Triad Member/Boss

Background:

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Born in a Chinese Lowtown roughly corresponding to the area of former Guangzhou, Macau and Hong Kong, Bu was, as was everyone else in the Lowtowns, born in perpetual poverty and squalor. His father was a factory worker, and at the age of 4, Bu joined him. For the next two decades, he would slave away his childhood and adolescence in numerous factories, producing mechanical devices and parts in the most menial of fashions. Of course, the pittance he was paid was never enough, so Bu was forced to supplement his income by begging, pick-pocketing, and even directly stealing parts from the factory line and selling them onto the black market. It was this last action that first involved him the Triads - mafia organisations that had thrived in the crime-ridden Lowtowns, particularly in Asia. Thanks to Bu's great resentment of the IU authorities, whom he blamed (quite rightfully) for the downright painful and savage upbringing he had been subjected to, he eagerly jumped at the first chance he got to join a Triad.

The Triad he would join was called the 'Jìchéngrén de yuányīn' (Heirs of Reason), who had their origins in several survivors of the collapse of the Logos conspiracy. These survivors created the Triad in the hope of reviving and restarting Logos, but fierce competition from older Triads and the repression of the IU authorities meant the originally idealist Jìchéngrén quickly fell into line with its peers - nothing more than petty, organised criminals. The Triad's fortune had slowly declined ever since it's inception, but Bu brought in new life to the modest, decrepit Triad. Bu utilised his connections and friends across the Lowtown's industrial sectors in order to build up a large supply of stolen goods, which he sold for huge (and in many cases, total) profit onto other Triads, Gangs and Cults through the black market. These sales dramatically increased the Triad's income: allowing it to invest in recruits, equipment, and brand new ventures.

Over the course of a decade, Bu rose the ranks of the Jìchéngrén , thanks to his raw physical strength and cunning, intelligent mind. He soon became the most powerful and respected member of the Triad, and at the age of 38 lead a (mostly) bloodless coup over the old Triad boss - replacing him as supreme leader of the Triad. Under his leadership, the Jìchéngrén soon became one of the most powerful groups in the entire Lowtown - even able to stand up, to some degree, to the IU authorities. Now one of the most powerful men around, Bu soon fell into the traditional pastime of a man with far too much money and time: reading. He read up and inquired as to the history of his own Triad, and greater World and Chinese history. He eventually learned of the Logos conspiracy, and the stories associated with it: of Mao Huiqung's plans, and his supercomputer 'Confucius'. Bu become enthralled with what he intended, and he became convinced he was destined to do the same (except, you know, succeed) First things first, thought Bu, was to rebuild 'Confucius'.

He spent the next decade and half working endlessly, almost manically, towards building a new 'Confucius'. To begin with, he sent men to the remains of the Forbidden Complex, attempting to discover pieces of the old computer. After very limited success, Bu followed this with attempting to secure a team of scientists to build the new one, and rediscover the schematics and blueprints for the old supercomputer. Once again, after limited success, He dedicated most of his Triad's efforts towards building the supercomputer. It sucked up vast quantities of time, effort, and money, and the Triad's fortunes once more began to slump. Bu quickly became obsessed with the project, going as far as to rant and rave that he was 'Mao Incarnate' and 'God's Agent to the Recreation of his Heavenly Vessel'. Despite his increasing insanity, and ailing fortunes of his Triad, the supercomputer was finally finished in early 2261. Although finished in this case is a rather strong term though. Bu's supercomputer was nothing like the 'Confucius' of old: archaic, experimental, and downright dangerous. And so, predictably, when Bu turned on the computer, it quite literally blew up in his face.

The explosion destroyed his Triad's base of operations, killed most of his minions, and critically injured Bu himself. Both his arms were blown clean off, and had to be replaced with cybernetic equivalents. Most of his body was badly burnt, leaving huge, visible and painful red patches across his body and face. The rest of his body was also badly mangled, bruised, and scarred. In the aftermath of the explosion, Bu's Triad completely collapsed, his reputation and his fortune evaporated in the blast. He intended to quietly retire into solitary depression and meditation, but his plans were cut short by a visit from the Sage. He took pity on Bu, and told him about Operation John. Given an invitation to The Sage's underground refuge, he eagerly took up his offer, and was thus sheltered from the nuclear fire. He then proceeded to the Ark II, and has now spent the previous millennia or two in quiet, silent meditation, just as he intended back on Earth.

Personality: Back on Earth, Bu was the worst kind of man. His tough and painful childhood gave him a heart of purest iron - ruthless, uncaring, and flatly cold. During his time in the Triad, he was brutal and efficient in his undertaking of operations and diplomacy with other Cults and Triads. Once he rose to the leadership, he became even more cruel and depraved. His obsession with the 'Confucius' turned him into a bitter, solitary madman, completely uncaring and irresponsible with human life - often ordering his minions into obviously suicidal tasks, purely out of sheer amusement. Once Bu's experimental supercomputer exploded however, his heart seemed to snap. He became no less solitary, but in a complete reverse of a personality, he suddenly felt one overbearing emotion - remorse. This soul crushing thought completely dominated his last days on Earth, and much of his more recent meditation. What effect this will have on his future personality, remains to be seen.

Equipment: 1x Survival Suit, 1x Detachable Cybernetic Arm Prosthesis (One of his arms is detachable, the other is not )

[Kip]

Jasper quietly contemplating the landscape of his new home


Name: JSP-18865, "Jasper"
Age: 33
Gender: Male
Previous occupation: Physician

Background: Jasper was struck particularly heavily by the cryogenic amnesia - it was his second time awaking from a cyrogenic state. Much of his life is in pieces, and what he is left with is almost entirely practical memory. The details of his life remain elusive to him. He doesn't remember having any family, and he doesn't remember his own name.

Jasper does recall training and working as a physician in one of the thirty-six Sanctuaries. There was little want in the self-contained paradises, and his work mostly entailed bandaging up rough-housed children, comforting the elderly, and on occasion, patching together the victim of an accident. He frequently felt his skills were being underutilized and unappreciated in the arcologies.

Then, Jasper did something bad. He can't remember quite what he did, but he went to prison. There was no tolerance for misbehavior in God's own chosen havens, and he was locked away under cryogenesis until his sentence could be passed down upon him - death or exile to the Lowtowns. Death was usually the preferable and cheaper option, but the authorities wanted him to suffer a living purgatory because of the severity of his crime and dumped him into the Hell on earth that was the Lowtowns.

Upon waking from his cryogenic sleep, Jasper tried desperately to piece together the disparate thoughts and memories of his life, but the only concrete bit was the prison brand across his neck, right beneath the right side of his jaw: JSP-18865. A simple serial number, but the closest thing he has to a name. He adopted the name Jasper from his tag.

He remembers nothing of his time in the Lowtowns, the shaky memories established there utterly obliterated by the second cryogenic sleep. He has awaken now, unaware of how he even came to be a passenger upon the Ark II, bearing only his serial number and a few paltry possessions in his pockets.


Personality: Jasper, having only bits and pieces of his memories, has a major psychological identity crisis. He is unsure what he was capable of in the past, and what he is capable of now. Accusations against his identity, both good and bad, are met with hostility, as Jasper feels he is the only one who may decide who he is. He has sworn oaths to help those in need, but has of course forgotten them, leading him to abide by his own moral code which he is still crafting more or less from scratch. His words are always soft-spoken, but laced with power and command. He does not suffer fools.

Equipment: 1x Survival Suit, 1x Medicine Satchel (bag filled with flavor items like bandages and basic medicines)[/QUOTE]

[Barry Goldwater]

Both approved, good work you two

[Dave Strider]

Name: James Karl Lloyd 'Jackyl' Highblood
Age: 27
Gender: Male (obviously)
Previous occupation: Drummer

Background: Jackyl doesn't remember much of what his life was like during the time before the Cleansing. He does, however, remember his calling; he was an expert drummer in an underground, 'Satanicly-inspired, highly immoral Music group', as so dubbed by the Imperial Union's official description of them. And though he indeed was a Satanist, he can't remember ever feeling any good-willed feelings towards the Columbians. He knows that he pledged much of his hard-earned money to various, unrecallable groups (in reality, they were Charities and other Left-wing Social groups, but he doesn't remember this), and never received any word about what happened with it (not that he would have). And at the time, he remembers he wasn't angry, though in retrospect, he is at the very least curious, if not angrily so. He remembers being one of the last ones taken in by the Sage, at the urging of a group of people he can only assume were his fans, who insisted he 'was a pretty ing radical guy'.

He doesn't quite remember their purpose for having left Earth; he can only recall looking out a window into space as their ship left the Atmosphere, only to see a great flame appearing to envelop their ship. Believing that the Lord Satan had finally revealed himself to his faithful, he was inspired to retire to his Cryogenic cell and 'sleep until the Lord of the Underworld had guided his flock to a new home'. 1,000 years later, the Ark II announced that it had found a new planet. Jackyl awoke, and, remembering the incident just before he slept, pledged himself to start a new, equal, Satanist paradise on the new planet, whether the others wanted him to or not.

Personality: Jackyl can be described as a mixture of a Socialist and a LaVeyan Satanist. He believes in the virtues of equality and prosperity for all, however he believes that the people as a collective must prove themselves worthy of said prosperity only through a great struggle and/or a 'test of spiritual and mental endurance'. Said struggle can be a Revolution, and due to his Socialist leanings, indeed, that likely is the principle struggle. However, other ones can be things such as surviving a great famine or war. He has a small personal collection of the writings of Russian Civil War Generals Valeyasev and Lebedjovka, as well as memoirs from various Bloody Shirt groups. He also follows the Eleven Satanic Rules.

Equipment: 1x Survival Suit, 1x Satanic Socialist Pendant (basically a Satanic 5-pointed star, but with Red background and colored Yellow), 1x 'club' (his two Drumsticks taped together and affixed with a small metal ball as a hammer edge)

OOC: LET THE FUN BEGIN.

[Pericles of Athens]

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Name: Alexander Cortez "Alex"
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Previous occupation: Lowtown Freelancer

Background: Alex was born in the lowtown of the sprawling urban metropolis that covered much of Earth at the time, Alex was born to a single mother who was addicted to a number of illegal narcotics. From about age seven on he was taking care of himself, working as a "Gutter Rat", a less than respectful term that was used to describe children who ran errands, delivered messages, and listened in on conversations for local gangs and criminals. He worked as a gutter rat till he turned 15 and was too big to do that kind of work, at which time he became a freelance thug, at one time or another he was on the pay roll of a large number of employers of questionable moral character. Over the next six years he made respectable name for himself in lowtown, he cant cant quite remember how he came to be a part of the Ark II, but he thinks it had something to do with him killing one fo the legitimate male passengers and taking his place. Most of his memories are spotty at best but non-existent for the most part.

Personality: Alex is a quick tempered quick witted scraper. He can caredeeply for others, but when push comes to shove he will always come first. Alex is a fiery and unapologetic man with a passionate love for fighting and the opposite sex. Surprisingly he is very accepting of other cultures and people. He has an untamed spirit and is always looking to see new things.
Equipment: 1x Survival Suit, 1x Steel toed leather boots

[jacb547]

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(Could not resist it )

Name: Dimitri Uldakov
Age: 29
Gender: Male
Previous occupation: Medic

Background: Dimitri was born in a lowtown in former Ukraine and since the age of 8 was teached to hate the Stuarts. His family were once agricultural aristocrats in Russia until the final war when they lost all their property in a nuclear strike. Fortunaly for him his Grandfather was serving as a tank gunner in the Baltic, after the war he moved to Kiev where he met Dimitri Grandmother. His early life was very difficult with crime and sickness being a major problem in his town, even so he managed to get a basic instruction in medicine and moved to another lowtown when his mother died. In his new city he met the Sage and with a fiery hatred for the Stuarts he followed his plan and hid on the underground facility. After the genocide he revered the Sage as something next to a god and hated the Stuarts even more after his master execution. He entered the Ark II somehow unwilling as he wished to stay in Earth to kill the Stuart family. His latest memory is the vast sleeping hall of the Ark II where he entered coma.

Personality: Dimitri is a strong and willfull man but also an extremist, he cares little for his life and well being with it is for a god cause. Showing since his youth some charisma he can attrack some people by his fiery and ragefilled speeches. Slow to trust and quick to anger he also can care for a person if they are his medicals clients (Or used to care). Prefering logic over religion he dont believe in any power but the power of acts and will. However if a someone, like the Sage, manages to get his loyalty and respect he would follow this person to death. He can`t remember much of his past but can clearly remeber his hatred for the IU and the Stuarts.

Equipment: 1x Survival suit
1x Scalpel

[Celsius]

Name: Victor Tate
Age: 61 (Actually 1,796)
Gender: Male
Previous occupation: Global Financier

Background: While on Earth, Victor was a financier. Making his living by investing into government weaponry development, though using most of his profits to arm enemies of the Emperor and the Church. Victor was strongly opposed to the Emperor, as well as his best friend in the Church. At one point in time, he partnered with Mateus Bastista, a man who Victor came to trust and befriend, to secure resources to help fuel the opposition.

However, this is really the only thing he remembered. He knew nothing of his childhood, nor could he remember if he had a family or not. But oddly enough, he did not think about. He had no reason to. All he knew were the months that led up to the launch. He knew he had distastes for the Empire, as well as the Church. He also did not remember what had happened to his right eye. For some reason he keep thinking he was injured as a child, so that is what he took as truth.

Personality: Victor is a very reserved man. He doesn't speak unless certain, as he was not sure if others felt the same about the Emperor or Church. He had no family, which meant he needed to keep his mind occupied all of the time. He like to read books, oddly enough, he liked to read books that had hidden undertones. Books that just didn't finish, but instead made you think about what happened. This kept him occupied for the most part. He had hoped that things on this planet would permit opportunity for him to get back to what he remembered most, but if the Emperor, or the Church, were hated, what could be possibly do here? He only knew how to secretly oppose, not help structure.

Equipment: 1x Survival Suit, 1x Chest of Gurkha Black Dragon Cigars, 1x Eyepatch, 1xt Tan Overcoat

[Barry Goldwater]

@Jacb The Final War took place 200 years before Op John & the resulting end-of-the-world-as-we-know-it, so unless your char's parents are immortals... Aside from that, good job

@Cels, Fred Approved.

[Agamemnon]

BTW, Barry, fixed.

[Barry Goldwater]

Danke, approved

[jacb547]

@Jacb The Final War took place 200 years before Op John & the resulting end-of-the-world-as-we-know-it, so unless your char's parents are immortals... Aside from that, good job

@Cels, Fred Approved.

Ok I tought it was 50 years

[Barry Goldwater]

K, approved now

[Xion]

Picture :

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Pre-Fukuokan Rebellion as heiress to the Viscounty of Fukuoka and tenth in line for the Archduchy of Kyushu or Viceroyalty of Japan

After the Fukuokan Rebellion as a member of the Movement.(and post-Cleansing as well)

Name : Ayane Kurosawa ( Acutal Name : Motoko Amherst-Shimazu)
Age : 28
Gender : Female
Previous Occupation : Historian (Actual : Minor Noble(Viscountess of Fukuoka), Imperial Weapons designer and reserve officer in the Armada)

Equipment : Survival Suit, Notebook with numerous types of notes in it, ranging from designs, historical records, and some personal entries.

Bio : Born in the Lowtowns of Japan, and grew up in a rather decent enviroment, at least what can be said about the Lowtowns, as her parents were able to provide enough money that she did not have to work in the factories while they and her two older brothers did, or did odd jobs around the area they lived in. She would spend most of her time reading the few books her parents managed to accquire for her and showed an ability in memorizing historical events and facts, and later on a interest in mysticism that led her to find out about the Sage and eventually join the movement, acting as a recorder of events so future generations could be told of the deeds of the Sage and his followers. She was allowed into the underground refuge and Ark II later on, and now upon reawakening, she will probably serve as a historian once more, recording the events that are to come for future generations.


Actual Bio : Sole child to the Viscount of Fukuoka, an outspoken and rather arrogant nobleman who openly would challenge the decisions made by the Archduke, Viceroy, or Prime Minister of Kyushu/Japan(depending on who he was speaking to) and drink heavily, which would be followed by openly insulting the Kagoshima branch of the House, to his wife and daughter's annoyance. She would be raised along with her two cousins, one who would become the next Archduke of Kyushu and Viceroy of Japan as the other felt a religious zeal in his teenage years and instead would join the Magisterium.

Due to her slightly advanced intellect, she was placed in the Akagi Program, the Amherst-Shimazu's military design program for the Imperial Union, mostly for the Japanese Viceregal Forces until they recieved an order to design a prototype superweapon for Operation John(it would not be used, but instead would become the prototype for an Ion cannon the Amherst-Shimazu somehow managed to mount on one of the first aeronautical warships designed, the Musashi(INS Inquisitor upon entering service).


Shortly after the project began, her father had a falling out the Archduke and both men severely wounded each other in a duel , which would be followed by armed rebellion by Fukuoka, rallying some supporters but mostly in vain as the Amherst-Shimazu are simply able to use the Viceregal and their own forces to crush the rebellious Viscount, who was killed when a rocket hit his command structure during the Battle of Fukuoka. Motoko then was contacted by an enigmatic source who would turn out to be one of the Sage's lead followers in Japan, who through a spy in the Akagi program discovered her opposition to the superweapon project(although said spy was rooted out by the Viceregal form of OSS a year later).


She would join the Sage's movement disguised as a historian who became disillusioned with the activities of the Imperial Union and to record the actions of the Sage;'s movement for the future, a more truthful version than what the Magisterium and IU would put out when they got around to writing the history of the Sage's movement. She was offered a chance to return to the Sanctuary and be forgiven for her father's crimes by her cousin, Archduke Ciel IV Amherst-Shimazu, following his father's death three months before Operation John was to commence, in a act of mercy as he was on the the Board of Directors for the Operation and knew what was to happen, although he did not know she was a member of the Sage's movement, instead beliving she had fled to the Lowtowns to escape his father. She refused, and was in the underground shelter and allowed on Ark II. Now she has reawaken centuries in the future, vaguely remembering who she was in truth, besides being a historian for Ark II.

Personality : Rather distant and shy, preferring to read books and watch people carry out their daily lives and events for her to record if notable events do occur to the people on Ark II. Also is rather cautious when speaking to others, preferring not to reveal much unless required. Is rather nervous that if her true name and background came to light, the people of Ark II may kill her for being part of one of the Great Houses that designed a prototype weapon for Operation John, and since then probably have designed other devices of war or peace for various factions, as comissioned.

OOC: Probably a wip still, I'll tweak some things as I review this later.

[Barry Goldwater]

Approved

['Gunny]

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Name: Kat
Age: 23 (descendant)
Gender: Tom
Previous occupation: Ancestors had role of 'Comforter'

Background: The humanoid descendant of a modern domestic cat called Frankenstein who had been a pregnant pet cat on board Ark II. He may be the last remaining member of his species, Felis sapiens. His species expanded and evolved into a humanoid form over years while sealed in the cargo hold of Ark II while the passengers were in suspended animation. They formed a religion based on the saviour of Frankenstein: "Cloister the Stupid", the father of their race according to their legends (actually the owner), and "Fuchal", their promised land (actually Tahiti, a place the former owner held in high regard and planned to move to). The race eventually splits and descends into civil war, over whether their god was named Cloister or Clister. Eventually the two factions formed a truce and built two space arks to go and search for the promised land. One of the two arks, following a set of sacred directions (the owner's laundry list, which he lined Frankenstein's basket with), promptly crashed into an asteroid. The assorted lame, sick and "stupid" were left behind. Over time, they all eventually died off, but a crippled female and a retarded male produced Kat before dying. His existance was discovered as the passengers began to awake.

Personality:
As a humanoid cat, he exhibits the qualities of coolness, vanity, and aloofness. He loves to dress well in extravagant clothing, and to dance and scream like the soul artist James Brown. He often carries a mirror and is meticulous about his appearance. His first words when discovered were: "How am I looking? I'm looking nice!". He rarely calls the passengers by name, often using the term "bud" or "buddy", but also refers to them by derogatory nicknames.

He also exhibits typical feline behaviours such as licking anyone who gives him food, playing with 'shiny things' and marking his territory, for which purpose he carries a small spray-can, the contents of which are unknown, in his pocket. While scent-marking, he repeats, "This is mine, this is mine, and all of this is mine." His extreme self-confidence results in him thinking himself to be irresistible to women. He is very self-centred and prefers to dress in extravagant clothing.


Equipment: 1x Survival Suit (I guess)
Claws.

Not a word, Watercress.