Characters--Pacificus

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Name: Ii [pronounced "ee"]
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 15
Date of birth: April 4, 1993
Height: 5'3''
Weight: 120 lb
Appearance: Ii has short hair coming only about one to two inches at the bottom of his hair but several more at the top of his head, until it comes over his forehead covering part of his left eye. He also has a steak of purple mix in his front hair. He has blue eyes and is averagely, Caucasian skinned. He likes to wear his black long-sleeve shirt with white graphics of a broken heart and the sleeves are alternating between black and gray, coupled with his black short sleeve zip up shirt, and his dark blue (not tight-tight but not loose-loose) jeans.
Personality: (The classic emo looking writer.) Very quiet (and depending on the other person shy and especially if it's a girl), Ii does not like to talk very much. He likes to show action speak louder than word, although he does not like physical activities. He holds a sense of justice in the world, obeying the rules when they apply. He holds a pride that he is nice to others despite his looks, while he does not like to approach others firsthand. His greatest love is writing the stories he thinks about. Sometimes he sleeps just to dream…
Occupation: Student
History: Ii lived the first few years of his life with his parents on Pacificus until they were killed in a fire accident while Ii was outside playing. The whole house and everything inside burned to a crisp. He dropped his last name after his parents died to deal with what happen … By the age of five, he was already in the orphanage on his own. The orphanage, however, was funded very well and was able to send its children to public schools for their educations. Ii spent his next ten years with the orphanage alone, making some friends here and there, only to be adopted away. His closest friend was one that stayed with him when he was seven until he was nine. This friend showed him the value of writing stories and reinvented his smile. (Although no one else has made him do so, he still sometimes smiles to himself.) After that, he enjoyed writing all the time. His quietness, however, has made his a background picture to many people and thus not many people acknowledge him. It has given him a different view, however, allowing him to go and observe others for ideas without being noticed. There was always something that bothered him the day his father died, his last words were “I sorry for what happened the day you were born…”
Other random facts: He took his outfit style from what appealed to him. His favorite songs are one with inspiring lyrics. He is left handed. His favorite color is purple. He enjoys sweets and hates spicy food. His one favorite physical activity is hover-boarding. His favorite quote is “Live, Dream, Die, and Repeat if necessary.”

(lemme know if I need to change anything..His shop is in the city south of the blue city...close to the mountains)

Height/Weight/Appearance:
(will explain in the Details)

Name: Rex Hex
Age: 28
Occupation: Futuristic Gunsmith.
Details: As a child weird things would happen to him. He did things to people he never wanted. At times when he was angry, his hands would flair up and a weird purple mist would blast people. His parents made sure to keep this hidden from everyone. As Rex got older he learned to control it. He didn’t know what it was.

Rex is very proud of his heritage. He is a far off grand son of Jonah Hex. The family kept old Jonah’s clothes and passed them down in generation. Rex’s family developed and ended up now on the floating island of Pacificus. He studied on his ansestory and when he became of age was given the ancient clothes of his forefather. He found something else out threw his studies though. There was a gap in his family history. An entire three generations were missing. After doing even more research he found out that particular group of generations all ended up burned at the stake as evil witches. The towns they lived in treated them as evil devil worshipers. There was only one survivor of that entire event was Rex’s great, great, great, great grand father. He felt this may explain what the strange energy in him was. After spending 5 years researching and practicing his form he found out his kind was of a warlock. The energy was called eldritch. Rex came out of his 5 years smarter and stronger but still had no purpose. He started taking a class on modern day gun smithing. It took him two years but he learned all he could and opened himself a shop. Rex now makes and sells all forms of guns, lasers, and blades for show and such. Rex lives alone above the shop he runs. He lives a quiet life alone, waiting for some reason to use what he has learned In his life

Group B

Name: Vivien Olivette Lucasta

Age: 21

Occupation: Vivien is currently on the Security Staff at the Association’s compound for the sailors. She gets to chase down runaways and stuff. Yup yup.

Height: 5'5".

Weight: Average?

Appearance: She has black-black hair, dark eyes, and a somewhat pointy nose...Sort've Hispani looking. Well, she is Hispanic. Um...ionno...follow the links.



If you've got time on your hands, you should check out the rest of the photo shoot...it's funny. Three people dressed up like spies posing for these photos...good stuff. ;~}

History: Vivien is the daughter of Mayra Candela Lucasta and … well, she doesn’t know. The story goes that her father died before she was born. Mayra didn’t like to talk about him, so Vivien never learned his name. Mayra was a nanny to the neighborhood children whose parents were too caught up in their careers, yet didn’t trust the Babysitter Bot. Because her mother was so busy watching other children, Vivien didn’t get much attention. She began studying ballet at age 7, to keep her out of her mother’s hair. But she eventually moved on to gymnastics, and later karate. The Association got to her when she was 17, offering a high-paying job and relocation to a bigger city. So she bade goodbye to her mother, took off, and never looked back.

Other: Vivien speaks limited Spanish. She lives in a little apartment just outside of the compound grounds. She has a maid robot named Winnie and a cat named Geraldine. Her best friend is Tyler Goodwell, her neighbor.

Name: Mugen Akumu (Goes by Mew)

Age: Appears 18 but is really 29.

Appearance:
Again, appears 18, has long pale blonde hair which is kept in a
perpetual pony tail, has a small boyish face. He's 5' 10" but really
skinny, maybe 100 lbs. if he has on heavy shoes. He has a strength that
is hidden by his small size, though being able to easily bench 200 lbs.
Wears plain black t-shirts and jeans under his lab coat but finds a way
to make them look flashy any way.

Occupation: A scientist researching dreams and their connection to memories. Has developed a way to force the body to dream.