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full name&& artemius lo bianco
nicknames&& artemis, arty
name meanings&&
• artemius; from an ancient greek name which was derived from the name of the greek goddess artemis.
• lo bianco; a surname of italian origin, meaning 'white'
aliases&&• hemlock; earned his times as a hired killer. he was known for using various types of poisons ranging from cyanide to arsenic. although his methods varied with whatever was convenient, he made his name using conium maculatum or more commonly known as hemlock. sometimes, he still signs his kills with a sprig of said plant tucked within the folds of the victim's clothes.
• fox; for the way he does business as a smuggler. he gets the job done, but usually with the price a little bit more in his favour. the goods he bring in are usually high quality so he's quite known in the profession.
• lance everett; alias for legal affairs - or rather any recorded system. also used for fake passports, bank accounts, driver's license, etc. sometimes he may switch the letters around to create an anagram of that name.
• incognito/arlaco; internet alias. usually used for chat rooms and what not.
sex&& male
gender identity&& cisgender
age&& twenty-four years old
birth date&& the twenty-first of august
sexual orientation&& asexual
romantic orientation&& grayromantic
social status&& upper middle class. not quite considered wealthy, but pretty up there.
job occupation&& college student/part-time makeup artist
street status&& hitman/smuggler. he's your go-to man for a lot of illegal things. owns a 'bakery' that's pretty much a safe haven for him except he smuggles things through here too.
religion&& agnostic
other&& n/a
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body type&& ectomorph; rather wide at the shoulder and narrow at the hips. he's petite enough to crossdress and get away with it.
height&& 5'7 ft or 174 cm
body modification&& simple black hoop earring on left ear; watercolour wolf tattoo going across the nape of his neck to his left shoulder
hair&& naturally blonde, but dyed grey. it has been coloured black before and isn't set permanently as one solitary shade. after the accident, it turned a bright turquoise.
eye color&& turquoise. he has worn contact lenses to hide this colour though that is usually for an alias or disguise of some sorts.
skin tone&& fair. he doesn't show much skin and rarely gets around in broad daylight.
gait&& he treads lightly with confidence. has a bit of an unhurried manner in his steps.
posture&& shoulders back and certain
usual attire&& a grey hoodie lined with fur over a turquoise short sleeved shirt, dark coloured skinny jeans, and black converse. typically he wears a black long sleeved shirt under it all. artemis always has a pair of wireless headphones with him, either around his neck or over his ears.
faceclaim&& frey from fisheye placebo
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known quirks|| blind quirks&&
• drums his fingers when impatient, expecting, or nervous; rakes hands through hair a lot; covers face with hands when embarrassed or exasperated
• chews on lips when in deep thought; fiddles with clothes when bored
temperament&& phlegmatic
disorders&& insomnia and night terror disorder
illnesses&& low blood pressure/neurally mediated hypotension
birth and growth abnormalities/deformities&& the entirety of the right side of his torso is covered in severe burns from his clavicle to just shy of his bellybutton and his right leg is amputated at the knee. its been replaced with a bionic limb that works just as well as a regular leg. he's also partially deaf in one ear, but uses a hearing aid.
habits/obsessions/hobbies&& he remembers when everything in his house is placed for the fear of something being stolen. he enjoys playing the violin in his free time.
abilities&& toxic biofluids and advanced physical capabilities
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likes&&
• taro, sweet breads, milk tea, music of any type, rainy days, pretty objects, electronic devices, dark alleys, night skies, sunsets, enjoyable books, comfortable shoes, unique people, knitting.
dislikes&&
• smell of smoke, being blinded, overly spicy foods, cold floors, bright lights, used clothes, government officials, a boring first chapter, being in the 'dark', too much makeup, dark coffee, stains, greasy foods.
fears&&
• irrational fear of death; amnesia
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history&& artemius lo bianco was born to alexander and esyllt lo bianco in the summer as their first and only son. he was an intelligent child, adored by his parents with an innocent disposition throughout his childhood. they lived inside merridia in a spacious condominium and were well off financially. artemis had a good life - well as long as luck was on his side. his parents were both incredibly gracious and loved members of their community, feeling as if their success had been made only by the people around them. they attended numerous social events and were quite exposed to the public. however, this attention was not always positive. the lo bianco family received their fair share of disgust and hate from others which promptly shattered artemis' naive nature as he came home to 'whore' sprayed painted over their door in response to one of his mother's outfits. 'it wasn't right' he would complain as his mother was in a profession that required her to use her body. yeah, that might've sounded immoral, but she was just a fashion model that had gotten popular by marrying up.
though by some terrible misfortune, he had happened to be at a wrong place at a wrong time. artemis witnessed a crime as people would say, but more as he witness a job. at this point, he was in his last year of middle school, still quite young to be put through this much trauma. yes, he probably should've ran as he heard the muffled sound of a gun being fired and the thud of a body hitting the ground, but alas he didn't. this is the period where he was thrown into the other side of the spectrum, admittedly the illegal side. [sometimes artemis jokes that he has a history worthy of an action movie] artemius was fortunate to be taken pity on by said hired gun and taken under his wing. mikael abendroth became like a second father figure in his life since he had lost connection with his family after that event. he refused to acknowledge stockholm syndrome as a reason he willingly stayed with the man, becoming an accomplice to multiple hits. yet the first time he had pulled the trigger would be permanently burned into his mind, eating away at the rest of his virtuous heart. [he paid the price with his sleep]
let's talk about the subject of school. artemis was a devoted student in that educational house of hell even after mikael abendroth. there was no shortage to his work ethic which easily gained him full marks. even mikael abendroth believed in school, although he often took artemis out on jobs during school days with illness as an excuse. after the chemical explosion, artemius went back to high school to take a college admission test. he refused to be a person with mediocre academic ability just because he had dropped out of high school.
now i guess its appropriate to discuss about how he got caught up in the catalyst business. it had taken a year or so for him to gain enough trust from mikael to be allowed to wander about outside on his own. so that night, artemis had taken mae vorobyov to a local event, seeing that it coincided with his free night. they had gone without a clue to what was to happen next. all caution thrown out the window at the prospect of a carefree night full of junk food. he didn't notice anything was wrong until people started dropping around him, the sweet taste of cotton candy in his mouth turning bitter. despite spending the most part of his high school years constantly looking over his shoulder, artemis was packed into the vans like the rest and transported to a laboratory to be someone's test subject.
misfortune again entered his life as he was one of the first to awake, haphazardly chained to the wall with numerous others. this was the last time he had seen mae alive. the period of time leading up to the explosion was almost like a living hell. he watched the people around him die, the same drugs that had been injected in them circulating through his system. the constant injections were tolerable, yet the beatings and humiliating acts that came with it were not. artemis simply thought they were sadistic people and that was enough. he had limited knowledge about the drug, but seeing everyone else was being treated the same way made him wonder if it was linked. arty still considers the accident a blessing.
the explosion happened in seconds, flinging him several meters outside of the structure, but not far enough to escape the rubble of the building as his right leg was caught under a concrete slab rendering him immobile as he suffered through the burns that covered his torso. few others had survived, their screams of agony filling the air as they journeyed towards death. sometimes those voices appear in his dreams, more lives bearing down on his conscious. artemius was one of the people lucky to be alive, though the knowledge that mae was surely dead made it seem like a chore. a part of him was glad he had finally escaped and that he people who had harmed him were dead.
a year and a half was spent recovering, learning how to deal with his mental and physical scars. in that same year, mikael abendroth had been caught by the government, sentenced to life in prison without parole. the last bit of kindness the man showed to him was to deny artemis had any affiliation with the hitman besides being the boy he had kidnapped years before.
once he recovered, he turned away from killing and looks towards smuggling illegal goods into the country. it wasn't the same without mikael looking over his shoulder and nitpicking at his work. artemis wasn't nearly as confident without the pitohui making sure sh*t didn't hit the fan, so he went towards something lesser consequences. it didn't take very long for him to become established as a smuggler, clients flooding in from his high success rate. in only a few months, art had managed to make a name in the trade. on the side, he went to the local college in merridia in an attempt to attain a degree while working as a makeup artist to cover up his trafficking business. he had picked up skills in that profession from the amount of fights he unwillinging got into and the disguises he used. there were some moments were he still took jobs as a contract killer just to sate the blood thirst nagging at the corners of his mind. it helped squelch the anger he had towards the people who forced them to become lab rats to a inhumane experiment.
it was a few months after he had recovered when he discovered what effects the catalyst had on his body. artemis had gone out with an acquaintance to a infamous night club in the red light district to discuss business in the midst of other illegal activities. he had been separated from said friend, the mass of bodies staling his search when an intoxicated individual had forced themselves upon him. it was only when the other had seized up and dropped to the ground that he realized they were dead. that was the first time his abilities had appeared. he noticed other changes as the days past, creating a sense of unfamiliarity from him towards his anatomy.
asides from that, life was good. it contained just the right amount of excitement and placid boredom to curb his curiosity, but when an organisation approached him with mentions of catalyst and justic falling from their lips - he accepted their proposal. maybe some old wounds were meant to be reopened so that they could heal without a scar.
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relations and ties&&
• alexander lo bianco; father: alive, lives with wife on the outskirts of merridia
• esyllt arias-lo bianco; mother; alive, lives with husband on the outskirts of merridia
• mae vorobyov; adopted 'sister', killed during catalyst testing
• mikael 'pitohui' abendroth; mentor/hired gun, death sentence
theme songs&&
• ghost by halsey
• roots by imagine dragon
• battle cry by imagine dragon
• point of no return by starset
other&&
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Hi I'm something, the one mentioned who will be doing the interview stuff. I'll send you a message once your form is posted and we will do it like a sort of in character encounter with your character and the interviewer. Confused? I hope not but if so don't hesitate to ask questions.

I thought it to be a good idea to introduce myself soon and all that. I look forward to working and role-playing with all of you, and I hope we can make something special here, after all this was also my brain child. A joint brain child.

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full name&&Arie Marrie Bordeaux
nicknames&&Red, an obvious referral to her very red hair. It just sort of happened and she didn't really have much say in the matter.
name meanings&&
• Arie; In Hebrew means Lion. That is, unless I was lied to as a child.
• Marrie; An alternate spelling of Mary, what can I say, Parents wanted some originality.
• Bordeaux; Referring to the region of France.
aliases&&Faceless; Faceless is the name given to her anonymous counterpart, so to speak. As nobody knew anything about her, and her identity was unknown and she provided no other name, the name Faceless became sort of a popular name for the 'unknown hero'.
sex&& Female
gender identity&& Female
age&& 22
birth date&&July 1st, AKA Canada day. Happy birthday to Canada as well.
sexual orientation&&Debatable
romantic orientation&& Panromantic
social status&&Upper Middle class?
job occupation&& Arie Bordeaux is enrolled as a College student. Doing her work as Faceless however is better siting as her full time job.
street status&& Faceless is known as a threat to local crime organizations etc. etc. you get the gist.
religion&&Not currently practicing any
other&&
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body type&&
height&&5'8"
body modification&&Oh * where to start... Due to the accident in her parents lab when she was younger (History mate) She lost both her legs. And so now Arie has two Bionic legs, rather obvious if you look at the full thing, but easy enough to hide and pass off as simple prosthetic. As well She has several sub dermal enhancements, as well as a bionically enhanced arm, and a second that was installed like the legs. In addition she has a subtle tattoo on her shoulder of some cherry blossoms, and has her ears pierced. Who knows what else she might do in the future.
hair&& Easily described as very short, and very red.
eye color&&Red, although not exactly naturally that way. Eye enhancements give them their reddish hue. Naturally they are Green, and are restored to that color if the enhancements are turned off.
skin tone&&White, she gets an average amount of sun, maybe a little less than that because of her night job.
gait&&Has a rather long stride, and moves very nimbly.
posture&& Normal
usual attire&& Generally darker colored longer pants and shirts, and almost always wears a red jacket that she much appreciates for its breathe ability and abundance of pockets
faceclaim&&No one
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known quirks|| blind quirks&&
• Bobs her foot if she's sitting and not doing anything and bored. Juggles things as well to occupy time, from pens to knives.
• Occasionally, and unknowingly sometimes refers to herself as we or us.
temperament&&
disorders&&None at the moment I can think of..
illnesses&&Actually she has a slight cold at the moment.
birth and growth abnormalities/deformities&&Large birthmark on the side of her torso, about on her rib cage, just bellow the breast
habits/obsessions/hobbies&& Occasionally volunteers, and does some gardening. In terms of habit, she has a habit of tearing bottles and cans apart when she's done with them, especially peeling the label off of plastic ones.
abilities&&Bionically enhanced abilities.
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likes&&
• Dark chocolate, Animals, Bubble Tea, Working with children, Juice, The color red, pockets, The water, as long as she's not going in generally. Romance and stuff, I mean come on, that just shows that they care.
dislikes&&
• First off, there's sort of a mutual hatred between her and magnets. Most Booze, Narcotics, Tomatoes, Expensive gifts.
fears&&
• Afraid of the water, for the fact that she can really only sink now, which truly is rather unfortunate. Also Bees. I mean they're freakin' bees
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history&&
Arie Bordeaux was born to her parents, doctors Olivia and Roland Bordeaux, on a rather cool morning, the first day of July. Her parents, while relatively young at the time of having her, 27 and 29 respectively, they were already fairly well accredited scientists in the field of chemical engineering, working at that time on what would become the super chemical known as Catalyst. In her early years, her parents lab felt more like a home to her than their actual house, which was an apartment in downtown Merridia, not to far from the lab at which they worked. Even at her young age, Arie showed the same incredible intellect and interest in the sciences as her parents, truly she was the daughter of her parents. Rather than going to school or any of that sort of jazz, she was privately schooled by mainly her father, as her mother was often the one most involved with working with the chemical agents. She may have not had many actual friends, but that didn't much matter to Arie.
Around the age of six her parents had a breakthrough with their experiments. Producing a potent chemical that could theoretically be a cure to disease, expatiate the healing process and help repair otherwise detrimental neurological damage. The possibilities were seemingly endless. This drug would soon be know to the world as the super chemical Catalyst.
Although it would soon be found at that the chemical had the possibility to enhance human ability far beyond its natural reaches, giving people essentially super powers, Arie's parents although pioneers in it's creation, were not among those wanting to experiment with those capabilities of the drug, and when eventually offered a role in the shady operations of Baycrest, and even an attempt to stave the group's influence, it became clear to them that the chemical and its use was now out of their control, and so their own work with the chemical continued. This work continued until Arie was about seven or eight on one fateful night that would be forever burned into the young girl's memories.
It was around 10:00 PM, which for the lab want all that late to be working. Arie was in her mother's office, sitting in her chair, as she did her school work when she saw something pass by the shaded window's of the office, which was situated just outside of the lab. It was what appeared to be a silhouetted figure, however when she peeked out to check no one was there. She automatically assumed it was one of the lab techs and thought nothing much of it. That is until there was a loud sound that came from the lab, like some sort of explosion coming from the lab. The rest seemed to happen so fast, she rushed into the lab and saw her father lying on the floor in a pool of his own blood, pieces of equipment collapsed on top of him, sparks flying and a fire starting to blaze out of control, a product of the chemicals the lab was so full of. She remembers her mother yelling at her before a second explosion much nearer to Arie the scorched one of her arms, and the shrapnel blowing off both her legs. She remembers her mother screaming, as well as another voice as she drifted in and out of consciousness, and feeling a gust of air fuel the fire further as someone else opened the door behind her. One of the actual lab techs, a man named Reggie who was interning. Another explosion as more of the roof collapsed, creating a barrier of fire and rubble between young Arie and her mother, whos crying and screams couldn't be heard much over the blaze, and the chemicals reacting violently with each other. From lack of blood and an excess of pain Arie finally blacked out. and was carried out by Reggie, who's action probably saved her life, although she wouldn't soon forgive him for leaving her mother behind in that fire. The explosion that followed wiped out the entire lab, and anything that was left was little more than a scorched rubble. Her home was gone, and she would never get it back.
In the subsequent months following the tragedy, Arie was in an intensive care unit at the local hospital. The papers reported on the accident as "an unfortunate tragedy brought by by neglect and an unattended chemical experiment conducted by the late doctor Bordeaux." It reported Arie and Reggie as the only survivors of the incident. Her parents' bodies were never found. As she was being treated all the doctors agreed it would be impossible to fix all of the damage done to her, and were certain that she would never be able to walk again, or ever get full use of the scorched arm again. They told her the pains might never go away, and that there wasn't much they could do, and it was a miracle that she was alive in the first place. Arie just had to accept that. three months later and as recovered as possible, Arie was discharged from the hospital, and sent to live with her godfather. An old professor of her mother from college, a Doctor Zachary Martin. A man who lived much like a hermit in his manor outside of Merridia where he conducted his experiments in the field of cybernetics, a field in which he was considered quite the genius in. Many wondered why it was that the doctor welcomed the young girl into his home, when he himself lived alone and didn't care much for visitors. He kept his reasons quite to himself but the relationship between the two of them grew rather close over the time Arie spent with him, and he did truly become like a father to her, even if he wasn't around all the time and often just kept to himself in his lab.
By thirteen Arie had accepted the fact that it seemed that she would be bound to a wheelchair for the res of her life, which had become somewhat more acceptable to her, although the now teenage girl still wished to be back to the times when she could walk, and more than anything missed her parents very dearly, although Doctor Martin somewhat filled that void, nothing would ever really be the same in her life. One night during dinner the doctor asked her "If you could make a difference in people's lives, but have to sacrifice something of yours, would you do it?" a question which she thought was rather strange but she answered with : "I've already lost so much, what's left to loose?" The doctor seemed to like that response and only nodded and they finished that dinner. The next day he invited her to come down to his lab, something that he always kept restricted from her and reinforced the concept that it was forbidden to her. When she did she saw that it was full of technology and synthetic human limbs test robots and the like. It would be enough to get a technophile to wet their pants. It was then that he revealed his dream to her, and made a proposition. They would help each other. He would give her legs again, fix her arm, and they would help each other help the people that needed to be helped and to be hope to a city so rich with crime and villainy that people couldn't help but be afraid, to no help of the Catalyst drug. With this now shared vision she agreed, and began to go through a series of long and extensive surgeries over the course of many years enhancing her body with cybernetic limbs and enhancements and training. When all was said and done, it could easily be said that she wasn't who she was when she started, she was more. She had legs that could do more than what normal legs could to, the damaged scorched arm was replaced. under her skin smaller enhancements gave abilities far beyond that of any human. Soon after her 18th birthday everything was done. the work of all the years and surgeries yielded her now. And a set of light, yet durable body armor, coupled with a helmet to match her identity could be concealed easily and the unknown hero was born and was unleashed upon he city of Merridia, doctor Martin acting as a sort of support network of information and guidance.
"Who knows where it came from, it just appeared, as if from nowhere, brought in on the winds or something, who knows. Faceless and terrifying. It beat us down like we was nothing, broke us and broke up our operation. I just don't know why it didn't kill us then..." Was a statement from one newspaper, taken form one of the gangers that was taken from her fist bust, No picture, no nothing, just a front page title that said; "Faceless vigilante takes down drug ring." And it was thus that Faceless became something of a mix between an urban legend, a hero to the meek, and a nightmare to the mobs and criminals.
This has been going on for four years, and the identity of Faceless, or any information about them is unknown. Nobody realizes that Arie Bordeaux, the young girl from the lab explosion, and current student at Merridia University has one hell of a night job. And now with the Catalyst drug gaining prevalence once again, this fight has become more than just a matter of protecting her city.
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relations and ties&&
• Dr. Zachary Martin; 68, Arie's godfather and the one whom she currently lives with. Old professor of her mother, and a pioneer in the field of Cybernetics. He created her new limbs.
• Dr. Olivia Bordeaux; Arie's mother. Died in a laboratory explosion while conducting tests with Catalyst.
• Dr. Roland Bordeaux; Arie's father. Died in the same laboratory explosion.
• Prof. Claire Vandersyde; 31, One of Arie's professors in college and a woman who she considers a personal friend. Coincidentally works in the organization specializing with new recruits and mission support.
Theme Songs (Optional)&&
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likes&&
• meow
dislikes&&
• oink
fears&&
• oih
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history&& well
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relations and ties&&
• hobo
• glunkus
theme songs&&
• song, artist
other&& qwerty
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also //whispers wen r u gonna remake the gang thread ouo

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yusss oke

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I'm done I'll fyte you both, come at me.

*Cowers down and returns fire, like the little birch I am*

Yeah. The catalyst drug isnt just limited to psychic abilities and physical enhancement. My psudo science behind it is that it that it causes a reacton that allows the body to mutate and adapt to threats, hence why torture is used to bring out people's abilities. So say they exposed your body to intese levels of toxins and other harmful chemicals or poisons. Catalyst could allow your body to say absorb it rather than die from it, and boom, now you're toxic. So short answer yes, and in the interview I can get more details on how exactly you want that to work.