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33. forensic psychologist. mun 21+ Affiliated with the pandemonium rpg
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{ Niccolo Scarlatti | CITIZEN }
Age: 33 Gender: male Occupation: forensic psychiatrist, mob associate Birth Place: Rome, Italy District: west london Sexual Orientation: heterosexual
Family
Large family, many cousins, estranged father is a mob boss.
Personality
+ Positive Traits: patient, methodical, intuitive - Negative Traits: resentful, aloof, callous
Nico possesses what has been described as nerves of steel. This comes to be his greatest asset when it comes to his career when it comes to dealing with violent criminals as well as his own family life that he tries desperately to escape. He is considered unshakable and difficult to gain a rise from, however this stems from primarily his raisings. There isn’t much that can be said that could surprise him or catch him off guard, he has seen and heard it all at least once during his professional and private life.
Biography
Niccolò or Nico was born into an Italian crime family in Rome during a family vacation. Raised in London, he would say that he had a normal childhood, often sheltered from what his father was involved in criminally. When he was a teenager, he was brought into the fold of the so-called family business, usually delivering messages and packages for his father, occasionally when he was 17 he would collect debts from others as well. He grew up and continues to be a devout Catholic and was deeply involved in the church, and even attended seminary school for a semester in hopes of becoming a priest before he would drop out for medical school to specialize in psychiatry.
During his time at university, he opted out of the criminal world before he could officially be a member of the mafia. However, he continues to act as an associate when it comes to his career, having used his position to aid the family in the courtroom. His father aims to groom him in order to take a deeper role within the organization, the subject of many father and son arguments that has caused a strained relationship between Nico and his family.
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{ Indigo ‘Indy' Ambrose Augustine O'Donovan | CRIMINAL }
Age: 34. Gender: Male. Occupation: Lounge Owner (The Foxhole), (Jack of all Trades) . Birth Place: Cork, Ireland. District: Central. Sexual Orientation: Pansexual, Demiromantic.
Family
None in London.
Personality
+ Positive Traits: Intelligent, tranquil, witty. - Negative Traits: Facetious, untrustworthy, cunning.
Indigo, or Augustine as he is known by strangers, is a seemingly calm person. He is often reserved and observant, a habit that has come from his years of studying people, in order to become them. Those that have gotten the chance to know him on a deep, or personal level, know that it isn’t easy to get Indigo to care about anyone or anything, but when he does care, he is fiercely loyal and willing to do anything for you. However, if you are someone that happens to be on his shit-list, he often would hesitate to show you how brutal he really can be.
Biography
When Indigo was just a child, living in Ireland, he witnessed things far beyond his years. Sure, the same could be said for many people, but this was his story; not theirs. The young boy was raised by a single mother, having never known his father in his youth. His mother, Caragh, struggled for a long while; having had Indigo so young. The struggling woman could barely hold a steady job, and soon turned to working the streets of Cork, picking up random men and bringing them back to her flat for the night. Indigo, who was only a boy of ten at the time, dealt with the constant teasing he received from the other school children that resided in his neighborhood. The rumors that circulated around his mother, left a permanent stain upon the growing boy, causing him to be ostracized in the small community. Then, one night, it all changed. It seemed like any other in the beginning, with a knock at the door and a stranger walking in, holding a bottle of something to drink within his grasp. Oh yes, that was the pattern, and this man fit that mold; that same unwavering routine.
Putting a record on and turning the volume up, Caragh sent Indigo to his room, before retiring into her own with the assumed stranger; her temporary lover. After what seemed like forever had passed, the music suddenly came to an abrupt stop, the record skipping a beat before the sound of heated voices was heard. Cracking his door open ever so slightly, Indigo watched as the man swung at his mother, causing her to fall back and hit her head upon the wall behind her. Though, it did not stop there. The man continued, and soon, he was gone; leaving Indigo’s mother motionless in a pool of her own blood. Two days passed, and the boy hid within his room, waiting for something–anything; to happen. It was not until the police arrived and retrieved the boy, that he finally left that room. Having no other family, the courts immediately placed him within a local orphanage that was looked after by a Priest and his loyal nuns. It was here that Indigo’s life began to change; it was here that he realized he could be the one to change it. When approached by another orphaned child, questioning what happened to his parents, Indigo lied. Creating some extravagant, and exaggerated story– that earned him both sympathy, and adoration. A month passed, and Indigo became comfortable here, happy even; thinking this would be his new home. Though when a man showed up, claiming to be his father and having custody over him, Indigo went into a panic. It wasn’t until he gazed upon the face of his so-called father, that the boy calmed down; fear taking over him in the process. He recognized that face, and that smile. It was the same he saw the night of his mothers death, the same one that usually haunted his dreams. Entering the mans car in silence, Indigo gazed upon his temporary home one last time, before he was taken away. He said nothing to the man, not at first, and though he did not know it at the time; this man would prove to be the most important person in his life. This man would come to teach him the tricks of the trade, the crafts and the skills that Indigo would need, in order to live a hundred lives.
In his twenties, Indigo was already a master at the art of conning, but he was as humble as he was intelligent. He never came off as a threat intellectually, which was exactly how he liked it. He enjoyed letting people think that they were above him, for it made the punchline even funnier, in his opinion. It was a little after this time that Indigo found himself in Boston, working for the head of the Irish mob, by forging documents to obtain drugs for them to push. It was also during this time that he got into the mobs personal files, gaining information that could be later used as leverage, should it ever be needed. Though, with the leash around his neck becoming shorter, Indigo had to make a run for it. He fled to London, changing his name and occupation in the process.
For the past six years, Indigo has been in and out of London, running jobs and eventually settling into his own establishment to seem more legitimate. However, that does not mean his past hasn’t caught up to him, nor does it mean he has gone completely straight. There are secrets crawling within and beneath his lounge and only a select few have witnessed these dirty deeds and lived to tell about it.
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{ Evan Leary || CRIMINAL }
Age: 27 Gender: Male Occupation: Construction Worker Birth Place: Ireland, Dublin District: East London Sexual Orientation: Pansexual
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Not available
Personality
+ Positive Traits: Comical, Brave, and Imaginative - Negative Traits: Unpredictable, Terrifying, Unstable
Evan has been described as a difficult person to deal with: extreme, impetuous, vengeful, psychopathic, unhinged, unpredictable, untamed, infamous, homicidal, and prone to violent outbursts. He does everything in a sociopathic and relentless manner. Although Evan is like this, he is honest about it and will never show hypocrisy. He has his own charm along with his own principles. However, it is confirmed that Evan "may not be all he seems" and is still "too horrible" to be a hero of any kind. Evan’s mere presence always puts others on edge due to his extremely short temper and unpredictable, impulsive behaviour. He can be said to be a true psychopath, as he easily kills with no remorse, has the typical parental issues (abandoned by his father and sensitive about his mother), and is a pyromaniac. In contrast with his heavily sociopathic behaviour, he can be needy for love and care. Evan, despite his heartless behaviour, possesses an awareness for guilt. He uses threats of sexual violence in order to show his dominance over other men, as well as enjoying making them uncomfortable. By the other hand, he respects and encourages bravery on his friends and partners in crime. During job preparations, he often tends to taunt and call out anyone who shows a sign of doubt, fear or weakness, and when they get back angrily at him, he applauds and approves their reaction as a way to man them up.
Biography
Twenty-seven years ago, Ireland has been gifted by the birth of a baby boy. A child with the highest amount of bravery of a warrior or less fucks to give. The boy had so much going for him. His looks, charm, charisma, smarts, and … Well let’s face it, this child is what a mother can only dream of. You see, this lad’s mother did not have much. All she wanted was a family with her ill husband who passed in his sleep. (Or so mother says) The day days in Ireland are exquisite to say the least, but this bot had to grow into a man. He knew there was much more for him than Ireland. He’s heard so much whispers of the magical city called London. How the streets are running red and all opportunity is being snatched away.
Looking forward make you mine London.
With love, Evan Leary, xoxo
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{ Lin Shu-Yin || CRIMINAL }
Age: 26 Gender: F to M Occupation: Mob Boss | Undercover Agent { Ttraining, Former } Birth Place: Hunan Province, Changsha, China Sexual Orientation: Pansexual, Panromantic
Family:
Liu Chao-Bo { Father, fugitive }
Wang Da-Huan { Mother, deceased }
Liu Shi-Xiang { Older brother, imprisoned }
Zhu Min-Shui { Biological mother, missing }
Zhu Zhong-Tu { Biological sister, missing }
Zhu Shun-Yi { Biological brother, missing }
Zhu Wei-Yun { Biological sister, alive }
Magnus Ackerman { Adoptive father, alive }
Maxime Ackerman { Adoptive mother, alive }
Danielle Ackerman { Adoptive sister, deceased }
Personality
+ Positive Traits: Loyal, creative, quick-thinker - Negative Traits: Selfless, irritable, impulsive
Personality: Apparently, sarcasm runs in the family as he is perfectly described by the word, his first reaction will be to insult someone if they bother him, however he isn’t above holding his tongue. He’s been put in many tight situations when he was younger, mainly the fact that he’d screwed up royally in the past.
A large aspect of his personality is that if he has a strong bond with you, he will move heaven and hell to make you happy. This comes at both the cost of his physical well-being, as well as mental. He can often forget to eat, drink or function decently if he’s to involved in something, due to this he sometimes becomes dependent on someone to remind him, however he won’t ever admit it.
Another trait he sadly received from his family, is a quick temper. Due to his impulsiveness, mixed in with his anger, he is quick to reckless and self-destructive behaviour. A prime example is when he found out his family roots, anger had filled him until he thought he’d explode, and so he quit a promising career as an agent.
Biography
TW : Transphobia
The product of a nearly eight year affair, he was originally born as Wang Mei-Yu to Liu Chao-Bo and his mistress, an actress from Yueyang, Zhu Min-Shui. To cover up this unfortunate development, he used the guise of abandonment to appeal to his wife’s kind heart, she bought the story and thus this bastard child became a part of their family.
Chao-Bo however, didn’t like the behaviour that their then daughter, displayed. In his mind, his daughter was to be the most pure girl there was, in an attempt to correct this he sent Mei-Yu to his biological mother, who due to her deteriorating mental health, locked him away in complete isolation. Without knowing who this woman was, he began to call her a witch, and named himself that Prince. Needless to say, these were not ideal conditions for a child to grow up in, and his personality and perception was somewhat warped.
Unbeknownst to him, the affair continued on and due to a rare genetic mutation in his biological mothers body, his two sisters and brother had the blood of both their fathers. Chao-Bo was furious at this development, and so in a fit of rage, murdered his wife leaving his eldest son to take the blame. He convinced Min-Shui to run away with him, however she could only chose one of the twins to leave with them.
However, the night they were supposed to leave, their plans changed as someone else set the Zhu residence aflame. The flames forced Min-Shui to leave without Chao-Bo, but his father still ran off, perhaps he made it to England and met his mistress, or perhaps he had been caught. When Mei-Yu escaped, his memory had been confused, distorted, and he was forced to live off the streets for months. Eventually, he was found by an English family who had recently lost their daughter, he was taken in by them, years passed and he was groomed once again into their perfect puppet.
But he’d had enough, the documents had only pushed him over the edge, he abandoned his ‘normal’ life and like his sister, became obsessed with finding his mother and siblings, for revenge or clarity he couldn’t tell, but with a new name, he began by tracking down his sister first. And the rest was history.
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{ Kash || CRIMINAL }
Age: 23. Gender: Male. Occupation: None, ‘thief’. Birth Place: Camden Town. Sexual Orientation: Unsure.
Personality
+ Positive Traits: Passionate, Creative, Humble. - Negative Traits: Guarded, Uncertain, Reckless.
Kash is not someone that easily trusts anyone. Even if he is kind towards someone, or becomes friends with them, that will not mean he trusts them. He is quick to doubt people or have very little faith in them, unless they are extremely close. He is someone who can be very passionate, perhaps overly so at times. Very few things thrill him the way art does, even sex.
Biography
TW: CHILD ABUSE.
He sat there, his hands folded as he remained slumped in the seat, eyes fixed on the woman that sat behind the desk before him. “Are you comfortable?” She finally asked, after five minutes had already passed. She was apparently booked for thirty minutes and he now wondered if their time started once they began to speak or once she had shut the door. “I guess.” He replied, shrugging a shoulder in the process. “We can begin now, if you would like?” The woman, whose gold plaque read Mrs. Bloomfield, said.
“I don’t know where to start, I’ve never done this before.” He admitted, to which the woman nodded, showing she understood.
“That’s perfectly fine, how about I ask you a few questions and we can go from there?” She suggested. Kash thought about it for a moment and then gave her a nod of approval, allowing her to proceed. “Where are you from, Kash? …Is your real name Kash? If not, who gave you that name, was it your parents– or perhaps your friends?”
He blinked a few times, not having really expected to be bombarded with questions so quickly, but he still cleared his throat and began to respond. “I’m not exactly sure, the earliest place I can remember is Camden Town… I don’t know if I was born there or not though. No, it isn’t. I don’t know what my real name is, so I just called myself Kash… it was one of the few words my parents said a lot, or at least asked for. Kind of ironic, since we never seemed to have any of it.” He replied, causing the woman to furrow her brows.
“Tell me more about your parents, Kash. What was your childhood like?”
A dry laugh slipped passed his tiers now, it was laced with bitterness and an ache that had never been soothed. “You mean what I can remember about them? Well, when I was five, I fell and scrapped my elbow, I remember I was crying so much my dad got pissed and broke my arm– said if I wanted to cry, he would give me something to really cry about. There was the time before that, when I was four, I had trouble using the toilet and accidentally peed on my bed, so my mother dragged me to the bathroom and smashed my hands between the toilet and the toilet seat– those were the times they were around though. They were usually gone and I was left alone; those two liked to drink and party, they didn’t have time for a kid. I think they eventually realized that, cause they took me to this really dirty, old park one day– looked like it hadn’t been used in years. My dad put me on the swing and pushed it a few times and then eventually, he wasn’t pushing me anymore. I looked back and they were both gone. I was about nine at the time, so I actually managed to find my way back home and when I got there, all their stuff was gone. Why they didn’t just give me to the cops or something, is beyond me, but I didn’t really trust adults after that anyway. I started stealing around this time to survive, even managed to make a friend, he helped me a lot… but I think I eventually stopped trusting him too, or at least the people around him– I had trust issues as a child, I guess.” Sighing now, Kash tilted his head back and looked at the ceiling as he listened to the woman scribble down god only knew what, in her notepad.
“What is it you do for a living, Kash?” The woman questioned, causing Kash’s brows to furrow at the shift in subject, though she was probably trying to figure out what his outlets were and how they pertained to his past. “I don’t have a real job, if that’s what you’re asking, but I make art. All kinds– it’s the only thing that keeps me… sane, I guess.” Kash began to reply before there was a knock at the door.
“Karen? Your three o'clock called to cancel, they said they got mugged or something? They would like to reschedule, if possible.” The young woman who interrupted them said, before Mrs. Bloomfield looked at Kash and then back at her, confusion etched in her features. “Damn, here I was hoping we’d at least get to the part where you asked me how I felt about my mother.” Kash stated before quickly bolting from the seat, brushing pass the girl at the door and down the hall afterwards. He did this every so often, found newcomers to steal from, in order to get their time slots, so he could have someone new to talk to. He was always amused when they tried to tell him what they thought he should do and how they thought he was interpreting certain emotions. Despite always telling them the truth, he felt like each therapist he spoke to, spouted the same bullshit lies. Oh well, maybe he would have better luck next time?
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