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Introduction


I bet some of you are wondering, why the intros all the time right? What use do they have, except for telling you how many RP's I've made and how I don't want them to die, etc. etc. Well, I'll tell you why I make all these intros. It's because, I can. And I like taking up space, and making more posts so I can get more gold. But actually, if you read this, this actually has some importance to it...

Actually, that's an absolute lie, I'm just taking up more of yours and my time while I try to think of how the hell I'm going to develop the rest of this plot. If you haven't noticed, this is a total bite off of cowboy bebop. So orginal ne?

God I hate clowns.


All Updates etc. Will be put up in the OOC thread.

OOC Thread

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RULES

THE GOLDEN RULES!!:
1. READ ALL THE RULES!
2. YOU MUST BE LITERATE! I don't wanna see any *walks around* s**t.
THANK YOU.


1. No God modding. Duh.
2. No flaming or what not. C'mon people it says "Yaoi"
3. Normal Gaia standard rules. so yah. keep it PG-13. But me, having the dirty mouth I have. There probably will be excessive swearing.
4. There will be a few spots for chara's who I have already made. PM if you want to be these people. and PM your applications.
5. Don't Kill anyone w/o their consent.
6. PM ME YOUR APPLICATION!! And title it "Bang Bang" or I will NOT. I repeat, WILL NOT, even look at your PM. And if I ignore it, don't PM me asking if I got it. I most likely did and deleted it, because you did not title it what I wanted.
7. You MUST be here a lot. Not one of those post every blue moon people. Tell me if you're going away for awhile. Specially if you're one of the important characters. I have a busy schedual as well. So I'll try to obey this rule to the best of my abilities. And don't be one of those posts a lot then suddenly disappears people. Be loyal till the very end!
8. Keep OOC talk to a minimum and if you must please use (( {{ [[ or * or whatever.
9. Read ALL of the first page please. I know it's a lot but suck it up. I had to type all of it. so nyeh.
10. Your posts must be at least a paragraph long. That's at least... 6 sentences. That isn't hard, I understand writers block and such, but I want something to reply to. So if everyone is posting, 3-4 paragraphs, you better have something good that we can all reply to.
11. Photobucket people! For pictures, use photobucket if you have one, if not, just send me the link, I'll put it into mine. If you use any other link, they tend to disappear after awhile.
12. I thought this one would be a no brainer, but I guess not. WAIT FOR ME TO SAY YOU CAN POST!
13. Only font sizes 9 - 11. Big fonts make me cry. 'Cept the rules...
14. Bright fonts make me cry too. With the Exception of the Bounty Broadcast and Shinji's posts. Because sometimes he has things to say that are important to the RP.
15. Don't be emo if we forget about you. Just say so, in the OOC thread please say, I feel left or something like that. Not "oh everyone forgets about me, oh well i'm used to it." No! I don't want to see that! It makes everyone mad.
16. You MUST MUST MUST! Subscribe to the OOC thread. All the updates are there and sometimes important stuff is said.

So I sound like a jerk right? Well too bad. D: I'm just strict.

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Black List
No one here yet, good.



White List
Garnet233 - Gakichimon! You're so freaking awesome!

Efuru - Damn awesome too.

Thanks for being the coolest ladies on the triple W!

Hidden Agenda - For being in almost every damn RP I'm in.

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Babes, bullets, and Bounties.. And bellpeppers and beef...

Yup, that's what our lives are about. For you see, we're bounty hunters. More commonly known as Space Cowboys. We go around galaxy picking up the scum below us for money. Damn, you'd be surprised how much scum is below us. And we're pretty low on the status pyramid, almost as low as the criminals themselves. Because, we're almost criminals ourselves, just dogs really that work for the police almost. Many of us bounty hunters are washed up losers who crawled out of hell barely clutching onto what little is left of our souls. Hell, half of us don't even have a soul, sold it to the devil in order to stay alive. Figuratively speaking of course.

It's the year 3047, and Earth has totally turned to s**t. It's a backwater planet now. A thousand years ago, or so, a few people realized we can build life on other planets, and found a faster way to travel through space so we can go to all the planets, even pluto, and that one little rock after it, in a matter of minutes. These scientists made these space gates that let us travel through that ripple in space to go wherever. They've learned how to harness the power of wormholes, pretty nifty I think. That's what I've heard from people anyways. I'm not old enough to know all of that, and I didn't really go to school ot learn about it. Oh well.

I bet some of you are wondering who "we" "I" "them" "us" are right? Well, I'm Smoke, just your every day bounty hunter. Onboard the ship called, Cruxshadow, along with a few other backwater cowboys. Ok, so we're not exactly your everday Cowboys. We're pretty much the best, I don't want to brag... wait, yes I do, we're the best out there. Of course we don't do what we do for free, hell even if it's to save the world, I'll be charging 100,000,000 Eurdyce for it. Just in case you're wondering Eurdyce is the universal currency. Other planets have different currecies, but Eurdyce is a currency everyone will use.

Of course we're not the only bounty hunters. Hell no, if we were I'd be charging more. Although that does sound good... but we still have competition, two other big players in this game we call life. The ship Solaris and Genesis. Also a crew of souless dogs.

People fear us. The Space Cowboys. We're ruthless, violent, and usually got some addiction to something or other. We're real bad. Unfortunately, we're the type that'll live from pay check to pay check eating bellpeppers and beef with no beef. Instant food is part of our blood system now. We live and breath ramen. I hate it, but hey, it's better than being part of those cooperate dumbasses.

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The Cruxshadow Crew

1.
Name: Smoke Nguyen
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Homosexual
Apperance: Smoke is about 5'10'' pretty tall considering he is Korean. One can definately tell he's from an Asian decent. Mostly because of his clothes. Normally Smoke wears a nice cheongsam with a long sleeved shirt and slacks underneath, the color usually matches his Cheogsam. Smoke's eyes are just like his eyes. A dull, yet, almost metallic grey. If one looks close, they can see the scratch across his cornia. Smoke as has extremely long hair because he doesn't like to cut it. It's an extremely dark black, and almost has a blue hint to it if he's standing under the light. The ebony tresses go all the way passed his knees, however it's usually kept in a braid and wrapped around his neck so it won't get in the way. He has a rather handsome face and usually tends to use that to its fullest expense. The slanted eyes are always filled with some sort of deviance or plan. Underneath his clothes lays a tanned body adorned with scars, that's lithe and rather well toned.
Being a martial arts master, he constantly has to keep good shape, and does that despite his diet of instant food that he shares with the rest of the crew members. Also, on his back is the tattoo of a pheonix that spreads all the way across his back, and on his arms is a dragon winding all the way around his arms starting from his shoulders and down to his wrists, that are covered by thick metal rings. There are at 10 metal rings around each wrist and eat of his ankles. So whenever he walks, the makes a sort of clinking noise as the metal moves as he makes his heavy steps.
Smoke has a rather large scar on his chest, a bullet wound that no one knows about.
Weapons: His metal rings which are part of his martial arts style, and daggers or axes that he usually has hidden somewhere on him. Or, he'll just use whatever is around him.
Ship Name: Cruxshadow
Personality: Smoke is a player. A flirt and a cocky a** p***k. He loves taking risks and lives basically on impulse. Everything for him is so spurr of the moment and he rarely thinks things over. Although, he does have a rather mysterious bit to him. Beneath all the loud mouth obnoxious comments and crude remarks, lays a quiet often plotting man. Although this side of Smoke has never been seen by anyone. He also smokes like there is no tomorrow. A cigarette is constantly seen in his mouth. Smoke hates women, kids and animals, and unfortunately, he tends to be surronded by all of them. Women tend to get drawn to him despite his hatred for them. He thinks they're annoying, louder than he is and back stabbing. Kids he finds annoying, and animals make too much of a mess, although he does own a dog that he claims isn't a dog but a human in another form. That's basically the only animal he likes. Smoke likes to flirt around, with only guys of course since he hates women. It gets him trouble a lot. Not as much as gambling though. He's a pro at that. He's almost as good at gambling as he is at martial arts and bounty hunting. He tends to cheat though, and that gets him in even more trouble than he usually is in.
Bio: Smoke's real name is Jin-Rae Sum.d. Like most bounty hunters he came from a bad past. Smoke believes that his is the worst. When he was just a kid, he grew up on Earth, in what was once called South Korea. But now called Chikorena. For old China had formed a bond with Korea and made it all one huge country. There was a civil war when Smoke was growing up. Korea wanted to be split into two parts again. North and South, just like before in the 25st century and the many years before. Smoke lost his parents to that war and became an orphan along with several other children at the time.
Smoke was lucky though, he was adopted at a young age by a man named Ryu-ki. There he raised Jin-Rae as his own, taught him martial arts, a type of style that had been abandonded for a hundred thousand years. Jin-Rae took this style to heart and grew up to be a young man. By the age of 18, he already had a bond with Ryu-ki that was closer than teacher and student. It was almost love perhaps, or just lust. Jin-Rae was too young to really know. But, Ryu-ki betrayed Jin-Rae and tried to kill him for Jin-Rae had become too strong and could easily take over the gang called the Black Pheonix that Ryu-ki leaded. Many believed that Ryu-ki really killed Jin-Rae, for he was shot in the chest and pushed off a building crashing onto the floor.
However, Jin-Rae lived. It was miraculous, but he somehow managed to stay alive. Although he was barely hanging onto life, he believes he saw the devil and said he would trade his soul to stay alive and get revenge on Ryu-ki. Several years later, a new person appeared out of no where who looks very much like Jin-Rae, but goes by the name of Smoke.
Smoke started out as a solo Cowboy getting bounty to bounty every now and then, but while he was chasing someone by the name of Shinji, he ran into another bounty hunter and teamed up with them on the ship Cruxshadow. Shinji oddly enough joined as well.
Played By: [~Saiko-Path~]





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Name: Shinji Takamoto perfers to go by Lord Shi-han
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Claims to be Asexual
Apperance: Shinji is a rather short fellow despite his age. Only standing at about 5'2'' or so. He has a rather young face, for he is only a teenager. He's 18 yet a pure genius when it comes to computers. His hair his a bright pink and usually spiked up widely. Shinji is never seen without his computer, it almost seems to be a part of him. His headphones are constantly around his neck as well as the goggles that he wears. They aren't any ordinary goggles, he uses them to see into computers when he hacks into them. Since Shinji rarely leaves the ship he's uaully not dressed very properly. He's normally seen around wearing a pair of black sweat pants and a black loose shirt. But when he does go out he changes into a pair of jeans, with dark sneakers and a jean jacket, and wears the same black shirt underneath. And still has his computer in hand. He's rather skinny and pale, since he is rarely outside. He claims the sun will burn him up and he'll catch on fire and die.
Weapons: He doesn't really fight, but if he does, he's not afraid to bite anyone.
Ship Name: Cruxshadow
Personality: Shinji is... crazy to say the least. He tells very odd stories and likes to make up things that make no sense. He is known to sing songs about just anything really. Sometimes they tend to be inappropriate because he'll see Smoke and sing about something he's doing. And Smoke rarely does anything good. However, the reason he's pretty much an odd child is because he is a computer genius. When he was younger, he had already figured out how to hack into a computer. All that intellegence caused him to go a bit insane. He's somewhat deaf as well, so he doesn't really know how loud he's talking, and tends to yell a lot.
Bio: When Shinji was a little kid, his parents found out that he was a computer genius. He had hacked into the government's computers on accident. This of course proved that he was no ordinary child. So, his parents sold him off to the secret services so they could train him to be on their side. They didn't do a good job convincing him however. Locking the boy in a dark room full of computers, never seeing any light except from the monitor. There was a small speaker in the room where they would give him orders, and in the wall was a slit where they pushed food through. That was Shinji's life for about 6 years. Luckily, before he went totally insane, Shinji hacked the computers and the security system and let himself go, bringing his favorite computer that he named Moo. Why that? No one really knows.
Being an escaped subject, a bounty was instantly put on him. And of course, the bounty hunters went after him like a lion to its prey. He had managed to escape all of them but one. A tall oriental man by the name of Smoke. However, just as Smoke was about to turn Shinji in, the bounty had been taken off of him once they government realized what the secret service had done. So now, Shinji has become part of the Cruxshadow crew and likes to call Smoke his 'father' much to the Korean man's displeasure.
Played By: [~Saiko-Path~]






3.
Name: Gideon Lucifer Blade
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Unknown, Seemingly Asexual (Bisexual in reality)
Appearance: A tall dominating man, Gideon reaches the higher end of 6’ nearing on 7’ and has quite a large muscular frame to boot. From first appearance it’s obvious that he has a robotic arm right arm that is the same size as his real left, which is heavily clad is muscle and could probably lift up a car if he really wanted to just from appearance that’s the impression given off at least. The robotic arm looks pretty much like a normal arm and hand just with bolts and panels instead of flesh and a few cables here and there, he usually wears a glove on the end of the hand through just to make it less daunting to touch along with the matching glove on his left. He also has a strange mechanical set up on his head that looks like it could actually be removable, a collection of gadgets around his left eye that trail round the side of his head to his ear that he often seems to change settings with depending on where he is.

Various mechanical creations aside Gideon has quite a standard face, obviously with relatively large features, his chin always has the shadow of dark stubble despite his best attempts at shaving, his lips aren’t all that enticing but he always has a welcoming smile or at least a grin revealing his almost perfect teeth, though his top lip has scar cutting it slightly on the left hand side that doesn’t continue much past his nose. Which obviously used to be straight but after a while it’s obvious he’d get battle wounds, now with a couple of kinks in it but nothing to hideous and misshapen. Lucifer has quite large eyebrows but they seem to sit on his face pretty well, framing his eyes and the piece of engineering that is around one of them. His irises being a strange amber shade of brown that gets lighter the more enraged he gets. His hair is a dark Auburn that is perfectly straight that’s cut so that it just about covers his eyebrows and tickles his eyes at the front and slowly gets longer and longer at the back until reaching roughly all of his neck if not missing a little. He also has dark purple bits in various different places that never need re-dying he believes they’re part of his augmentations
Weapons: His arm (obviously) and a Pistol – not a blades man.
Ship Name: Cruxshadow
Personality: Despite a very threatening appearance in actuality Gideon is a lot different, he’s actually a very calm and rational person often a little too calm. He generally seems to be relaxed and outgoing for all occasions, chatty and generally unphased even if faced with a nuclear missile it seems. Gideon has a habit of being the calming factor to people around him as well, when most people are preparing to slit throats Lucifer is holding them back and speaking the voice of reason. This isn’t to say he doesn’t get angry, when he gets angry he gets properly angry, there’s no gentle obvious progression just a snap and it’s all over and the only way of him calming down is to let the anger ride its course.

He’s a very welcoming person, treats his crewmates like family and has a habit of being a bit mothering doing a lot of the things to keep the place tidy – he has a general dislike for untidy spaces and sees no reason for why they should get there except for pure ignorance and laziness. He cares a lot about those he’s close to, will listen to their problems, help them out and lend them things if needed but believes that they really should be able to fend for themselves in certain situations and he voices it.
When things do get tough though, and they often do, Gideon will be one of the first people to recognise it and try to sort it out best he can. Though he’s calm and outgoing the jokes seem to ware off but not completely but in most situations he’s nothing but calm.

He’s very interested in anything mechanical mainly because he’s augmented.
Bio: Gideon doesn’t know his original origins or even who his parents were, he grew up on mars and was discovered as a baby with nothing but a name and a cheap pair of clothes. Taken in by the authorities he was raised amongst the other multitudes of abandoned children and rumours that his parents were both bounty hunters. Either way he developed a passion for flying quite early on and piloted a few small ships upon the planet doing part time meaningless jobs just transporting items or people from point A to point B.

Getting the right qualifications to be a pilot of more interesting things he first of all got a job as pilot in the army, just keeping tabs on the general area but it didn’t last long as bounty hunters actually shot his ship down whilst coming in after a very important kill that he was trying to protect.

Something about the couple he saw gave him the suspicion that they were his parents but he’ll never know as they were killed and he was presumed dead. His body resumed for testing he was pretty much brought back to life thanks to augmentations and experiments, not that he likes the idea that he’s just some giant test subject.

All of this proves that Gideon has had little love, affection or attention as a person in his life and thus the very calm and passive approach to things. He never claims to have the worst of even a bad childhood, but he’ll definitely bite back at anyone who claims they have the worst one and mourns it.
Played By: Hidden Agenda




4.
Name: Van Artouris
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
Apperance: Standing at a grand six foot, Van gets a good look at his father and brother everytime he looks in the mirror. Or, a little crack of one at least seeing as there wasn't time for luxuries such as vanity on a Space Cowboy ship! His hair is really a work of art! Spiked black hair with two somewhat longer strips that curve the sides of his face and stop at his jawline. In the back was a thin ponytail that went to the lower parts of his shoulder blades. Eyes that were such a cool green they could only be described as jade. As if he took out his eyes and put the gem into the sockets! Having high, defined cheek-bones and a strong jaw, Van is truely a sight even if he really never notices it. The lack of knowledge of his own appearance increases his appeal. Garbed in a black tailored shirt with a criss-crossed front of leather strips fed through silver holes going up the lining. On his broad shoulders are thin straps of silver that continues down the slim sides of his frame. For pants he donned a somewhat second skin matieral and large black boots.
Weapons: Van has the gift of conversation, he can talk his way out of or into almost any situation. For weapons that could physcially harm someone? Well, he did his job with a cool gun that had a silver insignia. The symbol is the same image that his elder brother had tattooed on his right shoulder, a memento of his family with every shot he makes from it. Though he hardly needs backup, Van carries a dagger in his boot with the same image laid into the silver blade.
Ship Name: Cruxshadow
Personality: Van is what you might call a gentle giant at heart. Though he is prone to acting superior and arrogant, it's basically a front he puts up to guard his kind hearted side. He feels sympathy for most living creatures, including those he takes down, but his duties and pride push aside sympathy and make way for his apathetic take-over. For someone so kind of heart one might expect him to have a weak stomach but actually he could look at the most gruesome scene with a smile. Hiding his good nature has given him a knack for wearing a mask. There's always a smile on his face even if he doesn't feel like smiling.
Bio: Growing up, Van had a normal family; a mother, father, and an elder brother. Unfortunalty his parents got into some trouble and became bounties. Around that time in Van's life he was fifteen and his older brother, Vincent, was twenty-two. The eldest son, was a bounty hunter and one day a pair of names he sadly recognized came up on that fated screen. Van hadn't a clue until it was all said and done. How could he possibly forgive his brother for taking down his parents? Surely things would have been fine if they had just been arrested but they were killed in the struggle. Who would know better where they were than their own son? He took the hunters straight to them and there was no where to run. In the middle of the take-down, Vincent was caught in the crossfire and killed in the line of duty. Van was left an orphan in a matter of minutes. So, what could possibly get him to become a bounty hunter himself? He wanted to keep his family's memory strong in his mind and what better way to do that than to take up his brother's line of work?
Played By: Garnet233




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Name: Chinue Lustig
Age: Twenty-One
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual
Apperance: Frequently mistaken for a much younger girl, Chinue's small stature and frame. For her age and even mixed blood, Chinue is considerably petite, and still appears to be filling out with a way to go, but her cute and femimine appearance is deceiving enough and earns her the trust of many. Chocolate skinned with a heart shaped face and youthful features, her eyes gray eyes are round and large with her other facial features being a small, rounded nose and thin lips. Ebony hair flows down to her midback in a straight river, though is often tied up in varying styles or hidden under eccentricly colored wigs. Although Chinue also doesn't show a fond love of wearing make-up much herself, she seems to be have an easy time of applying and using it to her advantage. She also takes a liking to growing her nails and keeping them well-manicured and with odd colors, prints and decor. And surprisingly enough for her small build, she has a fierce amount of raw strength, but it's something that isn't made obvious save for the umbrella she always keeps on hand, even in the ship often enough. Though cute and frilled with floral prints and pastel colors, it's extremely weighted, though she carries it around as though it were a doll. Chinue's fashion sense also tends to lean toward angel lolita and the 'CanCam' fashion, varying between self-made clothes and whatever expensive articles of 'luxury' she can get her hands on.
Weapons: A victorian-styled umbrella that weighs over its wielder herself, her brute strength also tends to back her up, though she has little to no hand-to-hand skills.
Ship Name: Cruxshadow
Personality: With a personality to suit her appearance, Chinue is young and quite optimistic with endless energy. Her childlike nature shouldn't be mistaken for naivette though, but she does have her ignorant moments and gets spacy, but is quick to admit to it. Regardless, she's fairly wise and quite street-smart and well-educated enough. Being the little bundle of friendliness and cheer she is, she gets along well enough with others and also knows well enough when to back off, but she does push limits when she feels the need. 'Moe' personality isn't the end to her though as she's also quite femimine, though lurking in there is a party-loving tomboy who rarely gets shown, accompanied by a trained seductress, which is seen even less. Great acting skills may also be added to her character, as she can amplify the cuteness in her in a second to get her way with strangers, and she proves to use this and others ideas quite tactfully, though often needs guidance in bad situations. But her jovial nature isn't to assume she's the cliche cutesy girl, as Chinue proves to be quite the useful little housewife. While she doesn't enjoy cooking, cleaning and the such, she does a pleasant and hastey job of it all, but in her agression or serious frustration, she tends to go into mad clenaing sprees. Aside from this, Chinue can also become a somewhat emotional girl, though not always the type to cry first. When she or a loved one is hurt, her first thought is to pummel the culprit before breaking down into a fit of tears, which does follow whether she gets her revenge or not. Regardless, Chinue is a loyal comrade and one to take things calmly though with obvious optimism and remains steadfast in her cheerful manner.
Bio: Chinue was lucky to be born to a loving family and spend her early childhood years with them, experiencing the joys that must children go through and also the bores of having to study and learn proper manners. But unfortunate times met her all too early in life when her mother passed away after childbirth and the little sister Chinue was sure she thought she was going to have died as well, leaving her and her father alone. While the two did well enough for some few years, he found it hard to properly raise a young girl on his own and entrusted her in the hands of a close friend and went off to be a cowboy to earn money to support them both. The scenario seemed fine with the exception that her father's elderly friend was just a lone woman with little time left on her clock and not even another child within a mile. But Chinue enjoyed her time with this elderly woman, learning to sew and bake and growing up the typical little girl, and most importantly, learning a valuable lesson taught to her by this aging figure of wisdom. This lesson she holds dear even years later after the loss of her surrogate guardian- 'live life to the fullest'. Though a common lesson, Chinue has taken it to heart and tries to remain a happy person and share this joy with others. And even after not hearing from her disappeared father for some time and being alone in the world, Chinue took what skills she had and packed up and lead the life of a travelling 'entrepenuer'. Although this life barely let her meet a standard life before she was taken in by a kind figure who lead a dojo. He saw potential in her and taught her to properly use her strength, though could go little further beyond this before his life was taken by a criminal who killed for thrills. This is one case where Chinue has completel disregard for her cheerful nature and wants nothing but revenge for the pointless murder of her new parental figure and after the event took up the life of a cowboy - or 'cowgirl', if you prefer. But surprisingly enough, she's come to rather enjoy the life and takes it rather easy.
Played By: Efuru

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The Genesis Crew

1.
Felix Smith
Age: Twenty-seven. (27)
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
Appearance:
He's normal sized for his age with young features clearly defined onto his face. His skin is smooth and a milky white, resembling an ivory-like color. It's best described as pale, despite his often leaving of the ship. Golden orbs adorn his face as he seemed to wear an unnatural colored contacts. Perhaps to look more frightening? Who knows? His natural eyes are a hazel color, as he's known to take his contacts out on his ship frequently. To be truthful, he only wears his contacts at a bar or casino. He has badly cut hair that he still manages to wear quite nicely. He has a several massive spikes protruding from the top of his haircut. Apart from this, the rest of it seems to be quite flat and has a layered look to it. His hair is parted left giving it a look suggesting that it has more volume then previously thought. Among his eyes, his oddly dyed hair sticks out. His entire head is dyed a dark green color, with the tips of his spikes that of a light blue color. His hair was just recently dyed and there's a good chance he'll dye it again. He's at about 5'8" and is a normal size for someone of his age, if not a bit small. His body ,although a little small, is in a well physical condition. He seems to be a bit on the skinny side. His legs and arms show no muscles. His entire is simple ,yet never the same. He wears a pair of tan jeans and a white, silk undershirt. Over the white shirt, her wears a dark green shirt with intricate golden spirals lined across it. Almost always, he can be seen with his favorite pair of black sunglasses on. He thinks they make him look cool. (What a weirdo)
Weapons: Felix has his own shock taser with him, much to the crew's bewilderment. He carries a standard hand gun on him.
Ship Name: The Genesis; Captain
Personality:
Felix is the funny guy and your typical comedian on the ship. He isn't afraid to make any corny jokes, especially perverted ones to his crew. He's known greatly for being an irresponsible man. He has tendencies to become forgetful about things and can often leave both important and unimportant things lying around. He's most known for leaving his gun on the kitchen table and bananas on the floor. A most important part of his personality is his immaturity and likeliness to get drunk. More then once, the crew has woken up to see him with some unrecognizable man or woman in his bed. Speaking of which, Felix is bisexual. Hell! Men or woman! It's a body! This is the philosophy on sexuality from the man. He really doesn't seem to give a damn about it. He seems to also be quite lazy. Even with the desperate pleas of the crew, he gets up at noon. He loves to set the ship on auto-pilot instead of piloting it himself. When drunk, he's known for shouting obscenities at people and even more known for not making it back to the ship next morning. Another favorite thing is to swoon practically anybody. He's known for making snide ,sometimes nice, but always blunt comments about the beauty of a certain female or male. Felix can easily get distracted by a job if a casino were to be lying a mile or two away. His prime weakness is women in general. He hates to ,well, hurt the opposite sex as he will bluntly and truthfully tell. He was once found trying to seduce a female bounty instead of trying to attack the woman.

Another side only seen by his crew is his more intelligent side. Felix is actually a great strategist and an awesome flyer with his own personal vehicle. As for flying with the ship ,well, some things were better left said. He keeps a taser with him ,(he's weird like that). He's also very affectionate with his crew and is not afraid to show it. To an unsuspecting crew member, he will often morph into a room and grip them into one of his famous bear hugs. As for his reasons for hunting ,well, its unknown to even the crew although he has this 'I-want-to-save-the-world' attitude. His actions are quite contradictory, as he doesn't seem to care. As a final note, Felix is afraid of dogs and knives.
Bio:
Felix was born on Venus in a small little town with his twin sister, Alex. His mother had been pregnant at the tender age of fourteen. Having twins proved to be a grueling task on her. Her boyfriend left her. Turns out, the man wasn't as loyal as the girl had thought. Fortunately for the two twins, they weren't separated at birth. His mother had made sure that ,despite any hardship, the two would always be together. As it turned out, they were. Their mother moved in with her step-grandmother. Both of her parents had casted her out after giving her several particularly loud lectures about how she wasn't their daughter. Their step-great-grandmother ,actually Maria, let them stay in her house. Felix and Alex grew up there with her mother. The two were happy together as it seemed they were well financed. Although the two slept in the same bed, they always seemed to love each other's company. They were sent to a private school at middle school. The two of them passed with excelling grades, that shocked everybody. The dream ended when they were twelve. Their mother and grandmother died on the same day. They had simply been walking in an alley. Unfortunately, they got caught in the gun fire of a bounty chase. The two were killed before taken to a hospital. His hatred for bounties ,which had coincidentally killed the two, grew. He never considered the hunter. The two were twelve at the time and things didn't get better. His sister's personality changed completely. From nice and sweet erupted angry and dark. She began cutting herself when she was twelve. Felix never found out until he was thirteen. Alex had simply told her brother it was puberty. He believed her, which he regretted. When he found she was cutting herself, he took the knife away. His sister had tackled him and he ran out of the house with it in his hand. His sister followed him in a mad craze. He tripped, the knife cut his hand, he ran again. His sister tackled him and they rolled. He got stabbed in the shoulder and the police were called. The two were knocked unconscious and were taken in. Ten years later, he's now a bounty hunter.

Played By: The amazing GotenHawk13




2.
Name: Evelyn “Evvie” Deshawon
Age: 19 (Soon to be 20.)
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual
Appearance: Evelyn “Evvie” Deshawon is your typical teenage girl…or not. She stands about 5’ 7 7/8” in height, not too tall, nor too short. She’s pretty slim from exercising daily and because of her regular diet. The teen’s not too weak which can be seen from the lean muscles covering her body. The girl has a pale complexion with a slight tan from venturing out beyond the walls of the ship. A few freckles are scattered across her cheeks. The girl has an average build, not too curvy, but not flat either, although that doesn’t stop people from thinking she’s a guy. She has sparkling sapphire blue eyes that light up with glee when the girl’s typing away on her computer. Evelyn’s natural hair is a deep black color that can either shimmer in the light or disappear into the darkness…that is, if it wasn’t for her neon green tips and bangs. Her thick hair frames her face, giving her a more child-like appearance. The teen’s hair falls to her collar and is layered.

The girl’s attire isn’t all too fancy. She focuses mainly on comfort rather then style, although she has worn some fancier clothing in her lifetime. She doesn’t prefer to wear skorts, dresses, shorts or skirts, but if it’s absolutely necessary, she will wear one. (If only after about three hours of begging a pleading that is.) Her most usually attire, however, is a pair of light blue denim boot cut jeans, a black or white tank top and a zipper down hoodie. Her shoes are a simple pair of white sneakers because Evvie claims sneakers are the type of shoes that are the longest lasting (besides maybe boots, of course). A silver chain with a skull on it hangs from around her neck, another silver pendant with a cross on it dangling slightly below the first. She also almost always has a headset around her neck or on her head so she can easily get in contact with anyone from her computer. A black watch sits on her right wrist, nothing too fancy at first glance. The girl always keeps a blue backpack with her, one that can fit her laptop into it so she can easily pull it out and look up information.
Weapons: The girl is comfortable with most types of guns and can use pretty much any one when need be. Her favorite gun, however, is a Walther P 38 that has been passed through her family from generation to generation. When not using a gun, or when in close range combat, the girl uses a pair of twin daggers.
Ship Name: Genesis
Personality: Evvie Deshawon is pretty likable person….most of the time. Generally, she’s cheerful and happy, loving to joke around with others and have a good time. She goes along with the flow of things most time and is always there to talk to. She’ll try to give people advice when they look like they need it (even if her advice isn’t always the best…). When a problem arises, the teen will either stay calm and brush it off or start freaking out. The girl is caring and will try to do some things to help others out and to make their lives a bit easier…She’ll speak her mind without a doubt and isn’t afraid to take risks when needed. She gets along well with the ship’s captain. After all, she’s known him for a long time, almost four years. She should know how he acts after this period of time, right?

The teen can be extremely stubborn at times, and at others she’s joking around. She’s quick on her feet and thoughtful. She has a habit of teasing Felix a bit, probably just so she can keep her mind off of everything that’s going on. The girl can be dramatic at times if she feels it would work to her advantage and she also tends to throw at or hit people with random objects when angry. She’s known to be annoying at times, and serious at others. Evelyn knows when to shut up and be serious and when she can have a good time which is a good trait to have. Of course, she’s a bit too curious for her own good and often times finds her way into trouble. An enigma of sorts is what some would call her.
Bio: Evvie Deshawon was born to a relatively rich family on Jupiter. She grew up with her older and younger brothers, and with her being the only girl, she ended up becoming a tomboy. Her mother was a doctor who worked long hours daily while her father was part of a large group smuggling organs illegally. The girl never really got to see much of her parents, even though her mother made an effort to try and be there for her children. Their grandmother was the person who got the job of watching over the three restless children while they were young, not an easy task for one person, but nevertheless she was able to raise the three children. Their grandmother, Hasse, would make the small kids a homemade apple pie every week if they were good for her, something the children always looked forward to. In fact, apple pie is Evvie’s favorite food (not that she gets to eat much of it) and this was the reason. The girl turned into a bit of a tomboy from spending so much time with her two siblings. She grew very close to her grandmother during this time, in fact, her siblings did too.

Of course, all good things must come to an end, correct? Shortly after the girl turned 14, Evelyn’s grandmother died due to a rare medical disease a cure had not been found for yet. It was after this tragic incident that the girl’s father started to spend more time with his kids. He would take the three of them out to the middle of nowhere and teach them different things, such as how to shoot and how to defend themselves. The children didn’t know why their father was teaching them these things, but they didn’t question the man because, after all, he was their father and all good little kids were supposed to listen to their fathers, right?

A few days later, Evelyn finally learned why her father had taught these things to his children. It seemed as though her father had left the organization he helped build with a big chunk of money and they wanted it back. Her family was killed while they were celebrating her younger brother’s birthday. The reason Evelyn wasn’t killed was because she had stayed home with a cold and wanted to get better quickly. Of course, as soon as she heard the news, the girl grabbed a few of her possessions, namely the Walther P 38, her laptop, her older brother’s new set of twin daggers, her mother’s cross necklace and some clothes and left the house. There was no way she was going to an orphanage. The girl survived by doing random jobs, getting just enough money to buy some food to eat.

Almost a year after that event, the girl met a man by the name of Ace Hitawaro who had apparently seen her web page on the Internet. He said he needed another person to join him and his friend as bounty hunters and that someone like her would be a pretty good addition to the crew. The teen readily accepted and joined the Genesis crew. Ace taught her how to use her weapons a bit better and soon he became an older brother figure to her.

That is, until one year ago. It was on that day that Ace was killed, trying to capture The Trickster. When she heard about the incident, she instantly started to look up information on The Trickster and soon found a lot of information on her past crimes. Ever since that day, Evvie swore she would get revenge for the events happening on that day.

Since that day, Evvie has been searching for the girl as she surfs the net on her computer. The teen has a tendency to hide Felix’s gun on him when he leaves it out and thrown the bananas at Felix whenever she finds them on the ground. Those poor fruit didn’t deserve to be treated like that! She also takes random jobs from time to time, especially when money’s low and there aren’t any bounties anywhere.
Played By: pmarsala311




3.
Name: Scarlet Satine St. Clairé. [A.K.A. Scar.]
Age: Twenty-four.
Gender: Female.
Sexuality: Lesbian.
Apperance: Scar.
Unfortunatley, this is an outdated picture of Scar. Her hair is much more... spiky, now. She cut it about two weeks ago, after getting caught in a battle with a... well, it was a cat fight, including tearing earrings out, clawing, biting, and, yes, even pulling hair. It can reach the mid of her neck, but she keeps it gelled up, so it's hard to grab. Though in the picture she wears a corset, she actually hates them. It was her Halloween costume last year. Also not feature in the picture is the two tattoos that she has on her back. One is a tribal marking, going across the small of her back, and the other is one demon wing, and one angel wing, both tattered. She usually wears black eyeliner and clear lipgloss, as she doesn't like make-up much. She's very feminine, even though she may not seem like it at a glance.
Weapons: Twin Desert Eagle Pistols and a few stun grenades.
Ship Name: The Genesis.
Personality: Scar has always been "out there," as described by her parents. She's quiet, stoic almost, and that's what draws all of her lovers to her. That is until she has a bounty to find, then she's a b***h. She doesn't like to work with people, and she only does so on occassion. If anyone gets in her way, she won't hesitate to fight. In a word, she can be described fiery. She's loyal, and at times hyper - usually when alcohol is involved.
Bio: Scarlet grew up on Mars with her grandfather who taught her the way of the bounty hunter, as he was a retiree. He taught her how to shoot, use hand grenades, and even how to take prisoners. She wanted only to It was no suprise when she became a bounty hunter at the age of twenty. In her first year, she was thrown in jail for stealing food from a vender on Mars, and ended up staying in for a couple of weeks, and that wasn't the only time. She's been known for making trouble with inmates and fighting with those she doesn't get along with. It's been a few months since the last time she was in jail, and she plans on staying out this time. But even now, she's territorial about almost everything and doesn't like sharing unless it's with her lover. She's with a girl almost always now. People go as far as to call her a slut, but she's never cheated on one of her lovers. Ever. Then again, her theme song is an oldie called "Bad Reputation" from Joan Jett. Another reason why is because alot of people see her as a butch, but as stated before, she's quite feminine. She wears feminine clothes, but I guess people just won't give up their negativity.
Played By: ` B l o o d





4.

Wheezing Lunatic

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The Solaris Crew

1.

Name: Siarl/Garet Pihanna
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Siarl - straight but pretty uninterested. Garet - straight and always interested.
Appearance: Siarl seems to many people to be a sharp staring gaze with a human attached, to be quite honest. Though he doesn't look his age at first glance, anybody fool enough to look into his eyes will see that something is wrong deep inside the man's head. He stands at just short of six foot, with sandy-blond hair that is outgrowing its original crop and keeps falling into his eyes. He is moderately tanned, an athletic but not overly muscular figure. A tendancy to dress simply, or even in somewhat worn clothes, would hardly mark him out as a good bounty hunter, but it takes all sorts to make the world. Most usually he wears jeans and open-necked shirts, with a battered leather jacket over the top. Almost always he sports hiking boots, and to be honest he cares for them more than he does the rest of him. This sort of attitude tends to result in him being unshaven and rather unkempt. However, this appearance does not last after his gaze his met; his eyes are cold and grey, paler than many but bright, catching light and reflecting them out almost like gemstones. The effect would be attractive were it not for the fact that there is a core of madness deep in those eyes, a feeling that there is more than one person watching you. If you got to know Siarl, of course, you would know that this is wholly accurate.
Weapons: A heavy wooden baton, twin six-shot pistols, and a dagger that he will only use in emergencies. Garet's preferred method of fighting, however, is had-to-hand, where he will use cruel strength and fearlessness to kill opponents.
Ship Name: The Solaris
Personality: Well, that's a difficult one to describe when you have two people stuck in the same body and for the most part sharing the same memories. Siarl tends to be on the withdrawn side, quite quiet, and though he avoids certain subjects (such as his past, or families) he can hold civil conversations quite easily. Oddly for a bounty hunter, he is more moved to sadness than anger towards anyone save Garet, and can slip into melancholy at times which he needs to be told to snap out of. He understands quickly, is quite intelligent and takes an interest in things, but some younger hunters have called him a 'spoilsport' before because he can seem a little too 'sensible', especially when compared with his other half.

Garet is quite different to Siarl. He is wild, difficult to control, mouthy and arrogant. And some would even say that those are his good qualities. Because Garet is not often in control, he spends most of his time viewing the world through Siarl's eyes, and he is the insane core of anger and hatred. Therefore when he does take control he takes out as much of this emotion as he can on anyone who gets in the way; the only way that Siarl can control this fury is to direct Garet into bounty hunting instead. Garet thinks of himself as a ladies' man and in a roguish sort of way he can at times be considered attractive, but he cannot feel compassion, pity, sympathy or any of the traits that many consider mark humans apart. Cross Garet even over a minor thing and you will find yourself among the people that he wants dead, and that is never a good thing.
Bio: Siarl is originally from Earth, from a normal family with his parents and sister where he had a normal childhood. Or at least, nearly normal. Siarl himself suspects that his parents' work with the government led to their exposure to radiation, causing him to mutate. Not in a major way - we're not talking X-men and s**t here - but certainly noticeably. Well, maybe a bit like the X-men. Siarl, from a very young age, developed some sort of regeneration where the healing of injuries would speed up with a dramatic increase in metabolism. But he cannot heal what a human would not - so no healed nerves, and no repairing brain or heart damage. He's learnt that to his deficit over the years.

But the government that his parents worked for learnt of this and decided that if anybody was going to have the power to have regenerating soldiers, it was going to be them. They took Siarl from his house and killed the rest of his family to make sure that the news of what had happened never got out; he was only eighteen at the time. For months on end Siarl was subject to experiments to try and find out whether his regeneration could be replicated, experiments to see if it could be stopped, the whole fault. His bones were reinforced with slender steel struts to give them a higher tensile strength, thus increasing his weight but making it almost impossible for him to break bones. And outside of the time of the experiments, he was trained relentlessly to become a soldier: his reflexes worked, his strengths increse, his knowledge of machinery and weapons primes. Even if the government couldn't have his powers for others, they wanted him to be able to fight damn well for them.

Then it all went to hell for both parties involved. Siarl, already mentally fragile because of the trauma of the night that he was kidnapped, finally cracked under the experiments and training and went into a state of near-nervous collapse. It was at this time that the second personality of Garet emerged, ready to fight and willing to kill. For a while the scientists thought that it was Siarl who had changed, then they began to realise the whole truth of the dreadful split in the young man's mind. Even so, they persevered - and paid a terrible price for it. About a year after Siarl was taken, when he was nineteen years old, Garet took control and facilitated the escape of them both from the plant, taking a gun on his way out and killing anyone who tried to get in his way.

Freedom tasted good, and for perhaps a couple of years Siarl was nothing but grateful for what Garet had done, thinking that it had not just been a selfish action. Then Garet started to try and take contol of Siarl's body more and more; he started to get into fights, get drunk, and leave Siarl waking up in the mornings with no memory of the evening before, and often in embarassing situations at that. Siarl began to grow angry at Garet's dissolute behaviour, and the one major attempt that Siarl made at having a girlfriend was blown to pieces by Garet killing the woman and, naturally, framing Siarl.

An outcast, half-mad and with only the skills that the scientists had taught him, Siarl turned in desperation to bounty hunting. Siarl was average, but Garet was dangerously good even if he did have bad habits such as ripping apart the victims to the point that it was impossible to claim the bounty on some of them due to insufficient evidence remaining. But overall they managed to get by and survive, even getting onto one of the ships with people that would put up with their... problems... in return for shares in the money that they were capable of bringing in.
Played By: Tyr Pihanna





2.
Name: Alexis Varon
Age: Twenty-Nine
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight
Apperance: This woman, one of the few Bounty Hunters of her gender, stands at a height of five foot eight which is somewhat tall for a female. With long dark brown hair and honey eyes, she isn't exactly someone you'd turn away from in disgust, at least not by her appearance. With not much need for luxuries, Alexis wears a pair of black pants and a creme colored shirt that somewhat hangs on her slim frame. It's not a female's shirt but a man's and looks somewhat aged. The shirt actually belonged to a certain person in her life that is long dead.
Weapons: Knives, blades, swords, bascially if it's got a metal blade on it she'll use it!
Ship Name: Solaris
Personality:With age she gained knowledge and wisdom but that doesn't mean she's the silent type. This particular woman is generally indifferent about things but that doesn't mean she won't run her mouth! With her sarcasm and often vulgar approach, many have wondered if she's a woman at all! She can dish it out and take it just like any man which got her a spot on the ship. At times she'll brood off alone somewhere but generally she's the in the front lines of the action and ready to put her life on the line everytime. She has spent so long putting down the woman side of her personality, she usually looks unapproachable and tough rather than some fragile flower. So, her appearance and personality often clash which explains the plain clothing.
Bio: Alexis grew up with a rather normal childhood and even had both of her parents. There was no orphanage, poor-house, or tragedy for her life until she was eighteen years old. At sixteen, when her family thought she was ripe for marriage, she was betrohed to some Bounty Hunter because of his reputation. At first she was opposed but she eventually grew to love the man she was to call a husband when she turned eighteen. However, disaster struck when her finacee went missing! Being so distraught, she went to a famed syndicate called 'Linux' where she paid for them to find her love! Well, the storyat he wasn't quite so simple and shortly there-after the woman learned she would not get to walk down the asile since her fiancee was killed in the line of duty. Vincent Artouris had been his name. Alexis found out he had a younger brother but when she asked to display her condolences, her family forbade her to get invovled with the family since there would be no marriage. While she hadn't thought it fair, it was her parent's whishes. During her grieving period, the leader of the Linux syndicate sought to have Alexis as his own! She had been appaled that he would use her suffering to his advantage and instantly put him to straights that the answer was indefinatly 'no'. Eventually, the mob boss had his way and with her reputation soiled her parents disowned her and she was left to fend for herself in a matter of months after Vincent's death. As if that weren't bad enough for her, the woman learned she would be a young mother! With no idea as to the father, she spent those months in absolute fear! Near the end of her pregnancy, she came across the Solaris ship and they offered to take her away and keep her safe. When the baby was born, Alexis did the only thing she could do right by the child; give him away to an orphanage. At least he would have a chance. Making the hardest choice of her life, she devoted the rest of it to training to take up her dead finacee's profession and try to forget about the child who would never know his parents. Somedays she was sure that was the best for him. As each year went by on his birthday, she grew morose and would spend most of the day locked inside of her room and then the next day she would be just like always. With elven years going by, she often wondered how her son had grown up and what he looked like! Did he look like Vincent, or....-him-?
Played By: Garnet233





3.
Name: Danny Braiden (His nickname though is badger.. for reasons he himself doesnt know)
Age: 25
Gender: Male.. very male.
Sexuality: Seemingly straight, though he can really get attached to anyone.
Apperance:
Danny is pretty tall, and pretty damn bulky. He casts an intimidating shadow when really he is nothing of the sort. .. If you dont rub him the wrong way. He stands at 6'4, weighing in at about 350 pounds in solid muscle, maybe more. His face is rather rugged, high cheek bones, dull grey eye's and shoulder length light brown hair that often looks on the tousled side. His eyebrows are thick and angled highly, his jawline jagged and lined with light brown stubble.

Danny doesnt dress for fashion.. he wears what fits him, and whatever he can afford. .. These of which include a long faded and battered jean vest, the hem touching the back of his thick and powerful knee's. Underneath the vest is a whit sleeveless shirt that stretches across his broad chest and torso, faded and ripped jeans encasing his long powerful legs in heavy brown boots. His big callused hands are covered in buttery leather fingerless gloves, for protection.

Weapons: His own hand to hand combat skills, an incredibly wide knowledge of guns and artillery. He keeps a shotgun strapped to his back and two 9mm's holstered at each side of him.
Ship Name: The Solaris
Personality:
Not what one would think. He doesnt think very much, if at all.. he acts on impulse, and sometimes, he actually comes out uninjured. He can be incredibly gullible and a little over trusting.. sometimes even naiive, but he is too much of a pervert for it to be very extreme. He's surly and laughable, good natured and freindly majurity of the time, though when he's cranky he's ornary, and irratible. He'll fight until the bitter end if needed, and never backs out of anything… ANYTHING.
Bio:
Danny grew up with his mother and grandpa, who was a war veteran. His mother taught him respect, and how to treat others, while his grandfather hammered and hammered away at him about bieng tough, about bieng a soldier. He would dote on Danny because of his size, bragging to his poker buddies about how Danny was going to be a cop, fighting for justice and hunting down “bad guys”.. at the age of ten, Danny was hog tying his cousins to the floor and telling them to remain silent. Before his eleventh birthday, his mother had found herself splattered across the highway, a squashed blue birthday cake flattened along side of her.

So, Grandpa took the child in. Danny was alright with it, he didn’t mind.. but it was lonely, as his grandpa was sick, old, senile and could barely remember Danny’s name. On his fifteenth birthday, Danny went to go wake up his grandad for his breakfast… wel.. that didt work out as Danny would have wanted.
From there, Danny realized he had to get a job, and he did..he was paid to shoot animals so they could be used for there pelts and in different “exotic meat” shops. He got to work out in the wild, and be around as many guns as he liked. All was fine and dandy before he was attacked by a bear, and unarmed. From there, Danny went on to more gratifying work.
Played By:
Murder Vegas




4.
Name: Kain Reaper
Age: Mid 20's
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Uncertain, likely homosexual.
Appearance: Kain is a slim, well-toned young man standing approximately 6'4". His light-toned skin suggests some form of ancient Aryan lineage while the short russet-hued hair whispers of some manner of Russian, perhaps Irish descent. Oddly, his rust-brown eyes throw that completely out of perspective with their cat-like slant and sharply curved brows. No doubt he is attractive with adequate muscle-tone. A slim scar rests on his left cheek, beginning somewhere under the fall of his hair and curving down to stop at his chin just beneath the corner of his mouth. His hair is styled to fall along the scarred side of his face to conceal it without obliterating the mark completely. Outfits generally consist of a dark-hued muscle shirt that encircles his neck and leaves both shoulders and arms bare, snug pants usually of black leather or similar material, knee-high boots lacing up the shins and some manner of light-toned coat or jacket tailor fitted to his body with collar up.
Weapons: He seems to prefer blades and improvisational weapons. Although he has uncanny skill with guns, he finds them to be impersonal methods of killing. In addition, he is quite skilled at unarmed combat and uses any and all tricks dirty or clean to achieve his ends.
Ship Name: Solaris
Personality: Insane. The quiet form of insanity that is hard to detect. As a man, he comes across as quiet, thoughtful, often aloof or reserved, minding his own business and ignoring the rest--all the rest. Perfectly sane to appearances, he only seems to sink into insanity when something about a person labels them a victim. Then, unless someone is there to haul him back to the land of reason, he becomes a killer. No single trait links his victims save that they died by his hand. He's a sociopath, able to tell what is socially-defined "right" and "wrong" but doesn't give a damn about it. Usually, when he does speak it is something most find unnerving. If he shows interest in someone, they had better be very, very worried. Not one to help others unless the urge strikes him, he appears unfeeling, uncaring. Rarely, he will exhibit a far more softer, saner side and care for someone until whatever time he decides to take off again. He cannot stand staying in one place for too long, preferring to wander instead of being cooped up.
Bio: Kain was born in space and pretty much lived onboard a ship since then. His family were space-farers that had some sort of aversion to being planet-side for any length of time. The community was so tight-knit that terms like "mother" and "father" were more words than something special. Perhaps being communally raised was not the best idea as it seemed the very thing that left him and other kids like him emotionally detached. Nevertheless, it was not that bad of life. They were constantly on the move and never staying long in one place.

When he was about ten, he and a group of five other kids were kidnapped at a derelict old space station often used as a halfway point by any number of people. He never spoke about what happened during the years he was held captive. Of the five kids, he is the only one that lived. The scar on his face stands as testament to just what he did to get away and why he never bothers looking over his shoulder for specters of the past. Left on his own, he did not bother trying to find his so-called family again and stuck it out. That was when he met Ghost.

Ghost was an albino, white hair, white skin, red eyes. Though young, his appearance often put most people off. He was also the best knife-fighter in the known galaxy. He took Kain under his wing so to speak and taught him how to fight, honed his abilities to kill, taught him the art of stealth and hacking. For his part, the man was a Bounty Hunter--he didn't hold to being called a Cowboy. It was not that surprising that the kid took up as his partner.

Then came the day that Ghost made a mistake. With his death, everything he owned was passed to Kain. Unfortunately, the ship did not come with that deal due to a debt the man owed some people. It wound up being sold to cover it. Thus, Kain took his things and the long-limbed wolf-mix Ghost had kept aboard and sought work elsewhere. Before he found it, a lot of people wound up dead though not a one was connected back to him save some rumors he ignored. He remains pretty much in control of himself most of the time. Still, if he doesn't have a person he can respect to hold him back and "leash" those desires to kill, it's likely he will wind up being the Hunted one day.
Played By: Sairensaa






5.

Wheezing Lunatic

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The Wanted List - These people haven't been caught yet, and are out on the loose. These are what we're hunting.

1.

Bounty Price: 60,000,000, Eurdyce
Name: Flame Heredia
Age: 46
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Homosexual
Apperance: Evil just seems to be written all across Flame's face. He's a rather tall man. He seems to be half Asian, and half something else. No one is really to sure and everyone else is afraid to ask. He is a towering 6'4'' and his cruel slanted eyes are oddly a red color. His lips are constantly pulled up into a devious smirk. Always plotting and always thinking about new evil ways to do live his life. His hair is extremely long as well, goes all teh way passed his waist and is black but has an odd red hint to it. His hair is usually kept up in a ponytail tied back with a red ribbon.
Flame usually wears black and red. He usually wears a long black trench coat with a nice red button up shirt beneath. Black slacks and black shoes as well. But constantly on his shoulder is a large black bird with a red plume on its head. No one is sure what species this bird is but it's deep red eyes always look at you in the most judging manners. Many people are upset to admit that they are intimidated by a bird. This bird gets its dark aura from its master however.
On Flame's back, there is a black pheonix that looks very much like Smoke's and he even has the same dragons on his arms. Although he lacks the metal rings, the tattoos are an exact replica of Smoke's and the two of them almost look related. And just like Smoke, Flame has a scar that shows his past. Across is stomach is a rather ugly scar that marrs his pale flesh. It looked like a fatal wound, however, Flame is very much alive.
Weapons: Any type of gun, long staffs or swords, and his martial arts style, that is the same exact as Smoke's.
The Crime: Flame is the leader of the mob The Black Pheonix and is known for doing pretty much every crime on the list. Rape, sodomy, murder, theft, fraud, everything you can think of.
Personality: Flame is a dark evil person. It's obvious, just looking at him you can tell there is no good intent in this man. He cheats, he backstabs and he plots. Someone you definately want on your side. He is a very powerful man and the most wanted in all the universe. However, it is nearly impossible to get him, for the gang is so vast and so secretive you have no idea who is part o fit. They're not like the Yakuza where they're so easily spotted by their tattoos. No, the way they are branded is much worse. There is a chip inserted into their brain, and if they disobey Flame, that chip will send an electical shock that will instantly kill them. Now, this sounds find as long as they are obediant, however, Flame is a very fickle man and likes to change his mind and it he is very hard to please. Although, he flirts a lot, seducing people seems to be a past time for him.
Bio: Like Smoke, Flame goes by a different name that no one knows about. His real name is Ryu-ki. Indeed, he is the very person who has adopted Smoke when he was younger and grew him up to as if he were his own. However, Smoke proved that he may be able to over throw him one day. And of course Flame couldn't have that happen, so, he tried to kill him. By pretending to love him, he lurred the man into a false sense of security and dropped his guard long enough for him to pull the trigger for the fatal blow. The force of the gun shot directly to his chest caused Smoke to fall of the 10 story building they were standing on and he landed directly on the hard cement where no one would find him. However, Ryu-ki didn't come out unharmed. Jin-Rae, or Smoke, had been able to figure out what was going on and grabbed his dagger and slashed him across the stomach.
Both would've been dead by now. No one know how they were able to survive, but when they both found out that the other was alive they were both shocked and very upset. Now the two of them are after each other. Smoke wants revenge while Flame is trying to finish what he started so many years ago.
Played By: [~Saiko-Path~]






2.

Bounty Price: 2,000,000
Name: Antonio Vulgarez. AKA- The Viper and Antony
Age: Thirty-five
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Unknown. Antony doesn't talk about his sexual encounters. Ever.
Apperance: Being of a Spanish decent, our criminal stands at a height of five foot eleven and has rather tan skin with chocolate eyes and brown hair that his pulled back in a pony-tail. Though one might say that's the unoriginal look of a Spaniard, he makes up for it with his fashion. Being an older man, he certainly has not lost the 'charm' even if he is completely unapproachable with the arms lengthy he keeps everyone at. Garbed in a black silk suit most of the time with a white dress shirt and a red tie with ruby and diamond cufflinks. Growing up as he did gave him reason to keep his body in shape and for his short size he is toned with years of training and quick get-a-ways. Though, not everything is perfect. There is a small scar on the left side of his neck that runs quite like a woman's finger-nail might if she was clawing at his flesh. If anyone looks at it for more than a nano-second he is on their tail practically close to killing them. It's not his vanity that keeps the scar a trigger to his defenses however.
Weapons: His syndicate members. If he's not using and manipulating someone to do his work then he will use a gun and his shifty feet on occasion. Though he doesn't share his heart, the Ladies say he's one hell of a dancer. Quick enough to shuffle or tango his way out of a sticky situation. Also, he's not too shabby at pick-pocketing
The Crime: A little of this, a little of that. Not only is he a Mob Boss leader of a rather large syndicate known as Linux, he is also known for being a killer and one particular crime no one knows anything about.
Personality: Antony [his nickname] is your typical mob boss on the outside. Cool, calm, collective and positively ruthless. All the little makes you'd expect from a criminal. Taking someone's life is just as easy as breathing air for him considering he just snaps his fingers and someone's willing to stake their life for him. Though, he gets his hands dirty quite often. No one knows what his stand-point is on love and it's rumored that he is a virgin with absolutely no desire to loose it or claim love ever in his existence. A cold man with a cool demeanor.
Bio: This bad apple grew up on Earth in a hole called an orphanage. It wasn't that his parents were dead, it was merely the fact that they didn't want the burden of raising a son. Daughters were the real meal ticket because they could be sold off for their beauty and flowering frames. Seeing as, by the time of five, Antonio had no real assets to sell off to the highest bidder, his parents cast him into an orphanage instead. It was only then did his talents arise and be born out of the neglect of his family. The boy came to be a leader of sorts inside of the orphanage, the children looked up to him and feared him! He was not the oldest, the largest, or the most fearsome looking but everyone respected him. Why? Because the one orphan that ran the show, a boy of seventeen by the name of Grant, decided he would put Antonio in his place. That was until Grant found himself a visit to the hospital with a good few broken bones and a blow to his ego. After that day, no one dared question the great Vulgarez again! He sat on the top of the world at his little hell hole on Earth. However, no parents wanted a little boy like that and with his power came loneliness. Though those under him respected him, they feared him too much to get close. He was never touched, held, or loved. Not even one kind word because they feared what he might do. So, the boy grew to be a man and that some power and loneliness followed him everywhere. Out in the real world, he used his logic to change the real world into the orphanage. The same result occurred. Antonio got a following which turned into an organization which then turned into a syndicate and then finally got a name. After all of his hard work and determination, he thought perhaps someone might take notice of him but it was no so. Instead, the man immersed himself in his work and closed off his heart to everyone and anything. They called him the Viper because when someone got too close to him he bit a poisonous venom of hatred. Then, one fateful day, a woman came into his presence begging him practically for his help. It seemed her fiancée had gone missing and she was planning to pay for a search. While normally he would have turned away, Antonio decided to help the poor flower instead. Eventually, through this investigation, the Viper found his heart lost to a taken woman. As if he couldn't have it any worse. The Fiancée was a man by the name of Vincent Artouris and supposedly he had been a bounty hunter. Why he was missing was practically a mystery on its own. In time, after biting back his love for the woman this bounty hunter was said to have, they realized the truth behind Vincent's disappearance. He had been killed in the line of duty and someone didn't want anyone to know about it! Not being one for sentiments, he broke the news to the Bride who'd never get to walk down the aisle as well as his love for her. Perhaps it had been a bad idea to express his love at the same time as her fiancée’s death but Antonio never had much practice in the art of love. When she refused him, he grew angry and jealous and swore he would have her one way or the other. After that, his mission in life changed. His temper was shorter and the days were longer as he plotted a way to make the woman his own. He did everything in his power until her life was completely ruined and she had absolutely nothing. Antonio took everything from her and when she came to confront him, he took the last thing she possibly had sacred left to her name. When his vengeance was complete he cast her aside and took back his confessions of love and swore he would never confess it to another breathing soul as long as he lived.
Played By: Garnet233




3.

Bounty Price: 1,000,000
Name: Cobalt Blues
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Homosexual is an understatement.
Appearance: As Cobalt tends to take his name as the pun it is, he has fun with it. He dresses in shades of blue, mostly in tight fitting shirts that show off his wiry, tight muscles, loose-fitting pants, and a pair of odd, bulky blue mid-calf boots. He enjoys 'functional jewelry' namely his bangle that doubles as a key card hacking device, and a ring with a small explosive charge in it. His gun, which he often forgets about, is strapped in a holster just over his rear end. Having a rather plain face, often accented by a thin pair of blue tinted shades, his most striking feature is his short, brightly colored hair, which seems to change shades at a whim.
Weapons: Rosen Queen 14mm pistol, extended magazine, 40 rounds.
The Crime: "Medical supply" smuggler.
Personality: A suave, fashion-savvy smuggler. He doesn't really think he's doing anything wrong. After all, he's only been providing "medical supplies" to those who really need them. He doesn't even make more than a 400% profit from the deed. Besides, everyone knows that laws were meant to be broken. Cobalt tends to take bounty hunters as a personal attack. After all, without his "lifegiving medicines", how would all of those addicts survive?
Bio: Twenty-three years ago, Cobalt Blues was born into a rich family that quickly went to s**t. And not the nice kind of s**t where you've still got some income. This was the putrid, black, rotten s**t that chokes your family to death in a matter of years. Generations of old money, blood money, gone in an instant when some a*****e accuses your father of embezzling money from his own company. Apparently, you can do that, and get convicted for it.
By the time Cobalt was five, his mother was an opium addicted whore on the streets of the port city of Gehenna. By the time he was ten, he was running a plethora of drugs for his mother's madam, Tara Massalle. This went on for two years, until his mother died, writhing in agony, when Tara double crossed her dealer to keep her own operation running. Apparently, the death-dealing b*****d had laced the opium with the sap of a leva tree, which grows only in Gehenna. This particular species of carnivorous plant produces a toxin that literally causes the victim to decay from the inside if ingested. Apparently, if you smoke it, it works even faster.
And so, tossed quite unceremoniously on his a** as soon as he was 16, because, according to Madam Massalle, Gehenna drug trafficking laws start applying to minors at that age. More likely, he was thrown out because he refused to take up a habit himself, after seeing his mother smother to death on her own lung tissue.
And so, since then, Cobalt has been flying solo, surviving on his wits and jack-be-dandy (And at times, ********) attitude. First aquiring enough money to procure a small, one man vessel, which he named Glee Machine, he left the rotten city of Gehenna to become a self-proclaimed "Medical supply dealer."
Played By: `Limey





4.

Bounty Price: 1,800,000
Name: Cass Hesper
Bounty Name(s): The Trickster (most common), The Ibis, Sibyl.
Age: 18 (Recently;Thought to be older as a bounty)
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Hetero
Appearance:
Cassie
Its almost frightening how young Cass looks. She resembles that of a fifteen-year-old, despite her being eighteen in reality. Her appearance is often another reason why she hasn't been killed yet. Every now and then, a hunter is stunted by fighting a 'little girl' and gives her time to flee. Her body is tiny and frail seeming to only help this child-like disguise. Because of her tiny nature, she is often not the most muscular bounty out there. Her waist line is a somewhat normal side, if a bit on a small side. Let's just say, the life of a bounty is no more gratifying then a hunter. It's hard being a thief, too! Lagoon-colored eyes adorn the girls feature that seemed to be constantly filled with wonder and curiosity. Her complexion is somewhat red from her adventures. Too much running, staying out in the sun, and wearing large coats in hot weather seems to have gotten to her. She has long hair protruding from her small little head. Her hair reaches only four inches past her shoulders, nearing the half way point on her back. Her hair is a mixture of orange and red, which makes her bright blue eyes stand out. Cass also has a small scar on her leg, by a bullet. Over all, her attire is simply. She usually wears shorts and a shirt. At times, she can be found wearing a tank-top with a shirt under it and shorts. She loves wearing sandals and is often seen wearing a large brown hat. She also carries around a white purse with orange details on it. The straps on brown. Her two favorite books, illegal identities, money, food, and weapons are inside the bag.

Weapons: The main weapon of Cass is her sakabato, a sword originated from Korea. For those uninformed, a Sakabato is a reverse-edged sword. On the normal katana, the outward curved side of the blade is sharpened, while the inward curved side of the blade is blunt. In contrast, the sakabato is made so that the cutting edge is on the side that curves inward; much to the pleasure of the bounty. The reverse-edged sword is often known as a weapon for the 'pacifist' because its near impossible to kill someone with it. She uses this has her primary weapon for this very reason instead of her twin knives, which she uses only when she's ACTUALLY serious.
Her secondary weapons are her twin knives. By far, they are much more powerful then her sakabato and she much prefers her reverse-edged sword. She's only used the knives on one or two occasions; although greatly prefers not to. Possibly two books she carries could be weapons.

The Crime: Murder of Igia Hesper and Ace Hitawaro. (Along with various accounts of theft, chaos, and over all displeasure to the police and general public; not to mention several fake identities)
Personality: Cass is a stubborn, quick-witted, and mischievous girl. She has her own sense of what seems to be right and wrong. She could easily commit any crime without regret or guilt. Often enough, it can seem this way because she has her own emotionless mask to hide behind. Perhaps she hates being a bounty. Who knows? She doesn't necessarily hate nor like her line of work although figures she has no work considering she's already too deep into it. Despite this, she has a certain thrill for when she pulls off the seemingly impossible. She loves to challenge herself, which might be the top reason for her criminal acts. The young bounty is known for being a great liar. She can often weave up such magnificent stories that you can only believe what she is saying. More then several times, this ability has kept her from being captured. From this attribute, her name 'The Trickster' rises up. Her other names are a mysterious to her. Perhaps someone simply wanted to give the teenager odd names. Speaking back to bounty hunters, Cass has had many numerous happenings with bounty hunters. Her present feelings on the group seem to be a bit on the negative. Scratch that, Cass HATES bounty hunters. How can you like someone that constantly tries to kill you? Apart from having a negative attitude with the group, she seems to fear them. The girl has had much too many close calls to death to simply brush them off and assume that all hunters are weak. She keeps this in mind whenever her marauders are stalking her. Although cautious, she will often regard a hunter with an unnatural aloof nature simply regarding them with slight respect in their abilities. Cass tries to keep a low profile. She often adopts various costumes, disguises, and identities to fool her hunters. Although not very successful, it seems to give her times of rest every now and then. She's best known for alluding her hunters hence the name.

As mentioned before, the girl is quite smart. She isn't a genius ,yet seems to be called so by many people. Her speciality is with the arts. The arts of weapons and history of area. She's been fascinated with such since she was a kid. her knowledge for weapons is large and she loves to use different weapons just to see how they tick. She's a reader and can often be found with a book about weapons and/or history at her side. As for her fighting style ,well, its not easy to describe. Possibly, you could simply say she throws it together. Her fighting style is both old and odd. The old part considering her weapons are from old Japan and many Asian-oriented countries. This being that she uses weapons such as sword. She has no connection to any fighting style ,but uses Asian-oriented weapons. The odd part is the fact that she has only killed only one bounty hunter in her life considering she's seen quite a few. Because of her young age, one could say the girl is hesitant to kill. Its an ironic trait considering her first BIG crime was ,supposedly, murder. She's known for fleeing from a fight instead of finishing it. Another odd trait is her nature to use anything as a weapon, when she's lost her own. She's quite resourceful and won't give second thought to use her own book as a weapon. Cass is also a very curious girl and can let this get the better of her. She has a fascination with weapon and ,more than once, has questioned the weapon of a bounty hunter before being shot at. Another of her interesting habits. Over all, Cass is like any other girl. (Yea right)

Bio: "Basically, my life is what would happen to a normal kid hanging out with the wrong crowd that had a s**t quality of luck."--Understatement of her life.

Cass was born in a middle-classed family. Nothing to special considering the parents were neither rich nor poor. She has three different bloods running through her. To sum it up, she has ten percent Asian, forty-five percent Greek, and forty-five percent American. Her Asian orientation stems from her grandmother. Unbeknownst to anyone nowadays, Cass had an older brother. Her older brother was around fourteen at her time of birth. Since day one, her brother took care of her. He was always with her through her baby years as her parents had told her when she was younger. Her parents were always busy, so she didn't see them a lot. When two, her younger sister was born. It became apparent that the young girl was the favorite of the family. Cass fell through the cracks of attention for her whole family, even her brother let her slip away. At thirteen she was sent in a special school, at fifteen she was blamed for the murder of her sister who had been found with her knife stuck through her heart. Her parents blamed her and she fled her home town. Cass Hesper left with a tainted past. She became a bounty at the age of fifteen -damn- and was now on her old. Although stubborn, the girl knew when she was in big trouble or not. Before leaving, she took two of her favorite books and her best weapon. She had practiced them when she was a little girl. Who said that being fascinated with weapons was a bad thing? For a short time, the police had chased her. She had no bounty on her for about three weeks. She was unaware that ,after these weeks, a bounty was placed on her. Different names arose in two years passing and the girl grew a name for herself. Trickster, Ibis, Sibyl. Whatever you call her, all of it points to Cass. In this time, she stayed on Earth. Her name(s) were only known to Earthlings. Cass's personality to the hunters on Earth was neutral. Despite attempts here and there ,damn flyers, she simply regarded them like any other person. In these two years, she adopted many disguises and fake identities; more or less illegally. She tried to keep a low profile and it seemed to work. She didn't get very many hunters. One or two maybe every five months. Unfortunately, this quickly changed when she was seventeen and charged with another murder. Cass remembers this the most vividly, as it will haunt her at times. Her feelings for hunters changed when she was seventeen. Like any other day, it was. She had no idea that a famous hunter was coming after her until it was too late. She had regarded him casually, much to her mistake. A fight broke out the two in a restaurant. The man ,known as Ace, would attack her. Cass would jump out of the way and run. He'd catch her and attack her again. She's dodge. At points, one of his shipmates helped him although the pattern always returned. At the end of this fight, a dead Ace was found with Cass and she charged for it. She doesn't talk about it much and her feelings for bounty hunters changed. She left Earth when she was seventeen. Since then, she's been traveling and has been ,for better or worse, making a name for herself with all her antics. Since the incident with Ace, she's been confronted by more hunters. As for her destination, she does not know. She seems to be more interested in simply exploring the mysteries of the world.

"I don't care for the beginning or end; much less the idea of destination. I figure it doesn't matter where you end up. It only matters how you get there"--Quote of her life.
Played By: GotenHawk13





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Bounty Price: 2,500,000
Name: Mozart "Jun" Johanssen
Age: 38
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Homosexual
Apperance: Fashion is unfortunately obviously not his key point, neither is facial or any kind of appearance. Standing at a managable 6'1 he does consider himself relatively tall, but stalks well for his height and more so than anyone he knows that's shorter than him. Muscles are defined over his arms, and torso, and long legs are well developed from heavy duty running. He can certainly pack a punch if he needs to, which is more often than not. Facially his structure is chiselled, his nose having been broken at least twice, and a constant stuble of hair around his chin and jawline. A scar cuts his right eyebrow and streaks just down the corner of his right eye, but still retains clear sight. Green orbs stare out rather non-chalantly though are sometimes hidden behind thick strands of dusty brown hair that falls in short layers over his forehead, ears, and lightly stroking the sides of his neck.

Often choosing to wear black and grey tones, he does like to slip in the occasional blue or green into his outfits, but the choice is usual random. Combats and t-shirts, or jeans and t-shirts are his prefered style (if you could call it style to begin with). He often looks as though dirt is always smeared on his skin and clothes, but he does shower whenever he gets the opportunity to do so. Heavy black boots seem to add to his weight, and a long coat tends to hide the whip he has attatched his hip.

Overall, Mozart likes to keep things simple appearance wise, he doesn't have time in his life to be overly particular or to fuss about how he looks. His body is riddled with scars, cuts and bruises on a day to day basis, though he doesn't wear them with particular pride, he'll hide them with clothes and nothing else.
Weapons: Though he's pretty competant with hand on hand combat he also carries two hand guns, a throwing knife and a whip.
The Crime: Murder without cause; along with the occasional smuggling of highly desired items. He can get you anything and everything.
Personality: Mozart likes to think it takes skill to kill someone, to plunge a dagger into someone's chest, to press the barrell of a gun to the skull and shoot point blank. But he doesn't think it takes a dose of morality or lack thereof to do it. He has morals - morals enough not to get caught. He knows the difference between right and wrong, and honestly doesn't believe what he did, or what he still does, should be considered wrong. Didn't they say the human population was getting too big to control? Well that's exactly what Jun likes to consider himself as - human control. In his mind he is the epitomy of what humanity should strive to be...more or less.
Johanssen isn't just a little rough around the edges, he's blunt, crude and egotistical. But at least he doesn't go comparing himself to God. Morality, certainly his own morality is something he is all too aware of - and despite his egotistical nature, cocky isn't a word one would use to describe him. Self-assured, self-confident, those seem more akin to what he really is; or what he likes to think he really is. He has a habit of splurting quotes and facts from god only knows where, his articulation seemingly rather high. Unfortunately it's all a load of bull, and he knows it. He takes the piss out of anything and everything for no particular reason which has kept people at a large distance. Though that could be for the better. Mozart seems to rationalise kiling people off by saying it was for their own good, to cease their misery, for the better cause of mankind - he is actually Helping people.
Bio: Mozart was born in the big city on Jupiter, his family relatively decent - typical jobs and what have you. But his mum was a bit of a music nut, she thought it a brilliant idea to go ahead and call their first son Mozart. Something he isn't too keen about till this day. From a young age however, during that process of learning right from wrong, trying to understand that getting a smack on the bum meant that what he did was bad - something seemed to go a little...off track. Perhaps because his parents weren't overly good people, neither excessive of either good or bad - they each had their virtues and vices, but Mozart felt more akin to point out their bad points.

As he grew up it continued this way, the good was unacknowledged as far as he was concerned, but the bad was always emphasised. It was just with him and his family, he thought he saw it all over the world, with everyone and anyone. When people killed eachother, what others saw was the killing, not always why, or who the person that killed someone was. Was he generally a good man before? Did you have to be evil on the inside to kill someone anyway? Maybe it was because of such questions that as a teenager he picked up an interest in guns, weapons, and how to fight hand to hand - taking up a rather keen interest in kick boxing.

He was going to be space pilot, he even went into a training programme for it. It was all planned out, but like a lot of things in his life upto that point - things when off track. An argument with someone he hadn't known longer than a few days, had Mozart believing that the man was simply a mistake on this planet, in this entire existence. He had genienly justified it to himself, and it didn't take more than a day or two, before the next meeting with the man ended with a shattered skull - needless to say it wasn't Mozarts. But he realised he'd never be able to reason with the public, to reason with judges, and from then on he was on the run.

It takes great skill to kill people the way Mozart does...or so he thinks. He slipped into the dirty world of criminals, smugglers and the like to get what he needed, to leave Jupiter and to just get out. Wherever he went someone had to die, as if he was on a secret mission of cleansing the universe - he had morals alright.
Played By: PistachioS_AnD_CreaM






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Bounty Price: 2,900,000
Name: Shen Dohma
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Sexuality: No care, no preference.
Apperance: A tall man with a lithe, muscled build. Pale skin is easily tanned, becoming a slight bronzed tone, with sharp features afeatures. Thin, violet eyes hold an intensity like no other and bloodlust beyond belief, though easily enough concealed. He has a strong jaw and long, somewhat narrow nose. His silver hair is short, though with thick bangs that casually fall on either side of his face. His attire remains true to leather and black, blue and violet, though he isn't without capabilities of dressing any which he wants or should suit his needs. Because he also hates getting blood all over his clothes, and red does spray amongst the air often when he is around, he prefers no shirt and an open jacket, worn with low cut jeans. But a professional attire also suits him. His appearance is also a complete contrast to his partner nearly, as they have major differences in height, hair and taste in clothes and style. While he seems a shady character on his own, when paired with Scarletta, he appears to be a pseudo-***** even shadier character. Shen
Weapons: Anything open to him at the moment, though most enjoys using his hands and a variety of guns.
The Crime: He murders for thrills and to satisfy his lust, but he doesn't take kindly to commiting other crimes; he's a serial murderer with a long running list.
Personality: Surprisingly calm and the enigmatic type, Shen is one who seems fairly snooty and is polite to no end. While many - even half of average society - can catch the extreme bloodlust on him, he manages to keep his manners and usually acts as a figure of 'the righteous civilian'. But that doesn't make him any less demented. He isn't against killing anyone of any gender, age or handicaps, and enjoys most of his slaughters and adores taking his time torturing victims for as long as they are capable of lasting, even complimenting and further toturing them the longer they last. He also seems to find immense amounts of joy in those who backtalk and have a lot of guts, but they end of suffering more. But on a lighter note, Shen is frighteningly kind on ocassion; helping the elderly, lending a hand and giving advice even. One may say that his fascination with murder may be an extreme case of venting or bipolarism, but it's simply the way he is, and also hates when people refer to him as two-faced due to his flippish nature in actions. And even more horrifying, he's a very humorous character and loves to joke with people, whether he's killing them or not, but the horrifying part of it is is that he most loves to joke about his killings and victims. Indefinitely a character one doesn't want to be locked in a room with, Shen can only be described as bloodthirsty, merciless and down right mysertious.
Bio: There isn't much to say or know when it comes to Shen, as he often forgets what happened even just the morning earlier. From birth, he was noted as being off compared to most children, but it was dismissed due to a great intellect and perfect health. But one day, his calm setting turned into something monstrous from his own hands. At the age of six, he had suffocated his own mother and went to enjoy catching his father by surprise and giving him a long death. Indeed, his killing spree started at a young age and only grew after that. Only further fueling him was the knowledge that his vast wits would get him out of any situation and he was too cautious to be caught, though the thought of taking on the authorities has always aroused him like few else. For a decade, he went on casually, murdering and minding his own business, before he was caught up in a murder and a young girl thiefing and murdering herself got in his way. While he intended to slaughter her for taking half of his fun, he found a potential partner in her and has sided with her since. The two have pulled off a number of thefts, with him doing a majority of the killing and hardly caring for whatever profit is 'earned'. But there came a time when his own lust was too much and he had to rid himself of it, choosing to roam the streets and dispatch of any random set of strangers; one who caught his interest in particular was a character that proved to be most tedious and even proved to be a threat to him, until he busted out a small arsenal of firearms that is. Having been satisfied, though discontent with finishing the man, he went about to regroup with his partner and hasn't given up on finding another valuable opponent since - but he is considering killing his partner for the chance of a good kill. While Shen does have large memory lapses he hardly cares for, he does remember most victims, his favorite in particular he will never forget every detail of.
Played By: Efuru





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Name: Self Explanitory
Age: Please from ages 18-30
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Sexuality: Gay,straight, bisexual,trisexual, lesbian, go at it.
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Weapons: Three at the most
Ship Name: Cruxshadow, Genesis, Solaris
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Bio: I don't want this "He doesn't remember" with out having a good story behind it. I want the past, and present please. How'd you become a bounty hunter? Why? etc. etc.
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Bounty Price: 10,000
Name: Sal Kardon, Aka The Virus
Age: 42
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Apperance: Sal stands at about 5'6''. He is rather unattractive and has a rounded beer gut and a balding head. What is left of his hair is about a silvery color, for white hair decided to catch up on him faster than usual. He has a rather perverted gaze and is missing the pinky on his right hand. Sal also has a bad leg and limps when he walks.
Weapons: A normal hand pistol
The Crime: A con artist
Personality: Perverse and obviously greedy. He tries to con everyone and anyone not caring who they are. He usually does it over the internet by those bogus pop ups, and uses that to hack into the system. Just your normal criminal really.
Played By: NPC - Captured By Smoke.


Bounty Price: 1,000,000
Name: Cobalt Blues
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Homosexual is an understatement.
Appearance: As Cobalt tends to take his name as the pun it is, he has fun with it. He dresses in shades of blue, mostly in tight fitting shirts that show off his wiry, tight muscles, loose-fitting pants, and a pair of odd, bulky blue mid-calf boots. He enjoys 'functional jewelry' namely his bangle that doubles as a key card hacking device, and a ring with a small explosive charge in it. His gun, which he often forgets about, is strapped in a holster just over his rear end. Having a rather plain face, often accented by a thin pair of blue tinted shades, his most striking feature is his short, brightly colored hair, which seems to change shades at a whim.
Weapons: Rosen Queen 14mm pistol, extended magazine, 40 rounds.
The Crime: "Medical supply" smuggler.
Personality: A suave, fashion-savvy smuggler. He doesn't really think he's doing anything wrong. After all, he's only been providing "medical supplies" to those who really need them. He doesn't even make more than a 400% profit from the deed. Besides, everyone knows that laws were meant to be broken. Cobalt tends to take bounty hunters as a personal attack. After all, without his "lifegiving medicines", how would all of those addicts survive?
Bio: Twenty-three years ago, Cobalt Blues was born into a rich family that quickly went to s**t. And not the nice kind of s**t where you've still got some income. This was the putrid, black, rotten s**t that chokes your family to death in a matter of years. Generations of old money, blood money, gone in an instant when some a*****e accuses your father of embezzling money from his own company. Apparently, you can do that, and get convicted for it.
By the time Cobalt was five, his mother was an opium addicted whore on the streets of the port city of Gehenna. By the time he was ten, he was running a plethora of drugs for his mother's madam, Tara Massalle. This went on for two years, until his mother died, writhing in agony, when Tara double crossed her dealer to keep her own operation running. Apparently, the death-dealing b*****d had laced the opium with the sap of a leva tree, which grows only in Gehenna. This particular species of carnivorous plant produces a toxin that literally causes the victim to decay from the inside if ingested. Apparently, if you smoke it, it works even faster.
And so, tossed quite unceremoniously on his a** as soon as he was 16, because, according to Madam Massalle, Gehenna drug trafficking laws start applying to minors at that age. More likely, he was thrown out because he refused to take up a habit himself, after seeing his mother smother to death on her own lung tissue.
And so, since then, Cobalt has been flying solo, surviving on his wits and jack-be-dandy (And at times, ********) attitude. First aquiring enough money to procure a small, one man vessel, which he named Glee Machine, he left the rotten city of Gehenna to become a self-proclaimed "Medical supply dealer."
Played By: `Limey

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"So, babe, ever been with an Asian before?" Smoke asked, his smokey colored eyes, looking over the beauty before him. A thin man nearly as tall as he was, in a rather skimpy outfit and was obviously flirting back with Smoke. The giggles and the occasional touches to the soft silk cheongsam made it obvious. Smoke smirked at the other giving him lustful glances while he licked his lips sensually, a cigarette was held in one hand, while the other was above the other male pinning him to the wall. Bringing the cigarette to his lips he took a drag and then blew the smoke out his nose.

"I don't believe I have. So, what part are you from? You Chinese?" The male asked looking at Smoke. He trailed a finger down the silk covered oriental man before him. He giggled looking at the other's oddly colored eyes.

"Oh, please, don't insult me, I'm Korean." Smoke replied leaning in to nibble on the other's neck. However, before he could there was a gun shot that clipped off a few of his dark hairs in the long braid wrapped around his neck. "Son of a b***h!" Smoke cursed as he instantly pushed himself away from the male noticing the dagger that was pressed against his stomach. "You better not have ripped this! This is my favorite Cheongsam!" Smoke cursed as he dove beneath a table and hid behind the couch that he turned over to block the bullets flying around. Several people started showing up kept firing at him.

"That'll teach you Korean scum! Damn cowboy! We'll get you for putting our brother away!" The men yelled and continued to make the bullets fly.

"Damnit, family, I swear to whatever god there is, they're the worst." Smoke cursed as he grabbed an axe from the holder behind his cheongsam and threw it as hard as he could. The weapon went flying through the air and hit one guy straight in the face. There was a scream and then more curses and more bullets. "I ******** hate this." He growled and pulled out his cellphone from his pocket. "Hey! Shinji! Where the hell is my backup!?!" He yelled through the phone after pushing a button.

Hearing a sudden yell of a familiar voice, a window popped up on the corner of his computer screen. There he saw Smoke looking annoyed, as usual, and yelling for back up. An eager grin came across Shinji's young face. Flicking the pink strands out of his eyes, he pulled out his goggles and put them over his eyes. "Back up coming up for Papa!" He yelled out happily.

"Don't ******** call me that!" Smoke yelled. Shinji just giggled and his fingers went flying across a keyboard. The boy pressed enter and laughed happily.

"La, la! Guns go bang! Gum goes pop! Daddy goes ********! And they go bye bye~" He said in a sing song voice.

Suddenly the building lights shut off and darkness filled the room. The window shields started to lower as well as the metal grates over the doors. Smoke immediately took this as his signal to get out of that damn building and got up quickly picking up the axe he threw at the man. Red lights flicked on and targetted at every body in the room.

"Security activated, inturder alert" The electronical female voice echoed throughout the building and the lights turned on again and several guns were pointed at the men. Smoke looked around and cursed again.

"********." he grumbled and punched a man in the face as he looked at the gate closing slowly. The sound of metal clinking could be heard loudly as Smoke made a run for the door. Several people ran after him firing, and luckily missing. Although a bullet grazed his arm, and ripped his sleeve causing Smoke to yell out again. "Damnit! I hate you!" He yelled rather immaturely but he didn't care. His foot swung around and hit another man right in the neck. There was a loud crack as the metal rings hidden under his clothes made contact with the man's spine killing him instantly. "********." he cussed and dived underneath the grate making it outside and hissed as the bright sunlight shined down on him. The sound of lasers charging up could be heard inside the building and screaming echoed as the people inside were killed.

Smoke stood up and brushed off his clothes. "Damnit, I hate Southern Jupiter. Full of vengeful families. Pity, that boy was cute... well, he's dead now." He said idly and pulled out another cigarette and lit it heading towards the ship.

Back at the Cruxshadow which was docked in the water not to far from the building, Shinji was waiting inside for his 'father' also known as Smoke to return. When the door opened with a hiss, Shinji got up and ran towards the door. "SMOKE!" He called out happily and giggled. Isntantly glomping the Korean man knocking him straight off his feet. There was a grunt and a squeal as Shinji sat on Smoke who looked at him grumpily. "Welcome back Papa!"

"I told you not to call me that." Smoke growled, still smoking despite falling over. His sleeve had ripped from the bullet wound and fallen off, exposing his right arm. The red line created from the bullet dripped blood lightly, and the tattoo of the dragon spiraling around his arm could be seen clearly, as well as the thick metal rings around his wrists.

"Papa is injured! The Great Lord Shi-han will help!" The boy announced and dragged Smoke up and pulled him to the infirmirary, grabbing bandages.

"I got it, I got it, now leave me alone." Smoke grunted and took a deep drag from his cigarette. He glared at the younger pink haired male and shooed him away. Once the boy left, Smoke rolled his eyes and grabbed the bandages and antiseptic. Pouring the liquid onto his cut, he hissed as it stung then wrapped his arm. "I ******** liked this shirt too." He mumbled and walked out of the infirmirary.

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"Ugh." The first word uttered was that of a groan or perhaps even a grunt of annoyance as long legs swung their way down from a bed and boots clammored on the hull of their ship. It was rather late in the day to be asleep but that was Van for you. He was generally laying in his bed in sleep or in thought when he wasn't gunning someone down. Next he made the mistake of venturing out to hear a sing-song voice. Rolling his jade eyes, Van looked at Shinji wondering just what was going on. Of course Smoke was no where to be found! Probably out on some place picking up a date.

Well, it was none of his business. They were grown men. Though, he had serious doubts about the maturity of 'The Great Lord Shi-han'. Seriously, what sort of man had the guall to call himself the great anything. In Van's opinion it was just the ego of a young male. By the time he got to the boy and his beloved computer, he saw Smoke on the screen looking annoyed and obviously under ambush. "That's what he gets for picking up strays." Though, as his eyes looked around the ship they were full of concern until they came back upon the screen with nothing and a smile in place.

Eventually the man was back on board tending to his wounds after shooing away the poor boy that hovered over Smoke like a worried mother. Of all things he heard the other complaining about his shirt. "Right, I bet you got blood all over it too. Shame. It was a nice shirt." Of course he was poking fun at the fact Smoke was more worried about the shirt than his life. Anytime one of them were injured, Van was worried sick though he hid it behind his smile. Surely by now most of his companions knew that even though they didn't say a word. No one ever questioned the past of anyone here. It was like starting over if you had the sanity left to do such a thing.

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Shinji looked up between the two taller and older males between him and laughed. "Ooh, look it's Van." He said pushing the other towards Smoke. Shinji thought they made a good couple, but then again, Shinji, had no idea what love was like and how it was usually matched up. But it was true that the two of them looked good together. Just, if they didn't open their mouths. The two of their personalities sort of clashed.

Plus Smoke didn't believe in love anymore.

Watching Van walk into the infirmirary he frowned and noticed he was poking fun at him. Smoke snarled a bit but then looked over at Van getting up and walked over to him. "I'll ruin your shirt pretty boy, hell, I'll run something else for you too." he said sauntering over his long hair faling over his shoulder, smokey eyes looking at him seductively.

Smoke pulled away with a wink and turned on his heel to head back to his room. Tossing his long braid over his shoulder then around his neck as it usually was put and headed through the ship, with an extra sway with his hips. Opening the door, he walked into the room, the floor spinning along with the walls that circled around the rooms. Once Smoke found his room he stepped in. There wasn't much in the room considering they didn't have much money, but it was decorated nicely. It had the obvious oriental look to it. And was even Feung Shui'd out as a few said.

Shinji looked over at where Smoke just stood and where Van was still standing. "Oh, Smoke invited Van for bang bang." Shinji said in his sing song voice and walked away back to his computer, feeling quite detatched without it. Sitting infront of the computer he looked over his shoulder back at Van, his pink strands of hair over his blue eyes, and gave him his normal childish smirk.

Putting his goggles over his eyes once more, he looked at the screen watching the numbers flying across it. The actual screen of the computer showing the same thing. He hummed to himself one of his ridiculous songs. This one had to do with saucepans.

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It was pretty standard for Gideon to be found piloting, as soon as Smoke was on board he saw it pretty much fit to pull the Cruxshadow up and out of orbit of Jupiter, listening to the idle banter between the other members of the crew and smiling slightly as they did so. Every now and then his metal, gloved, hand would dive into a bag of what would seem like some sort of potato snake, though in reality it was some synthetic mulch, much like nearly everything that bounty hunters ate it was cheap and an imitation of something far better. Now used to the texture and taste of what was like eating Styrofoam little covered in flavourings the eldest of the crew kept his eyes on what was ahead of the ship but tilted so that he was facing closer to the door,

“Hey! Don’t re-arrange each other in here, I don’t want you ruining the ship.” In truth he’d just spent half an hour cleaning up general mess that ignorance had left and the idea of replacing it all once again was not high on his priority list. Smiling slightly at Shinji’s stupid little songs and childish behaviour, it was obvious that some people would be annoyed by such actions but some how Gideon found it quite endearing especially considering nearly every bounty hunter he knew had quite a story behind them and maybe it was a coping mechanism.

Scratching the metal plate around his head and inputting a different code the small squeals of electronics could’ve been heard, if engine noise, general living, anti gravity generators and the heating shafts weren’t so noisy.

Scratching his stubble with his real hand and cursing his inability to remove it the augmented pilot stretched back in the comfort of the chair for a moment until they entered one of the gates with relative ease considering he’d expected at least a few ships to follow tem out, or maybe they just couldn’t man them in time,

“Got us anything nice Smokey?” he asked expecting the answer no, it was a bad habited by he seemed to put a ‘Y’ on the end of people’s names that he’d been with for a relative space of time and considered to be friends, he didn’t know how it balanced out or their reactions to it since he pretty much always had his back to them. He also didn’t even know if the other male heard him considering he went to his room quite quickly.
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