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NAME: Zero Omniscient Ecosystem Y-Combinator. 

NICKNAMES: Zoey-54, Zoey

BIRTHPLACE: Set, Star PROX

ETHNICITY: Caucasian

RELIGION: None

BIRTHDAY: August 2nd 2022

SPECIES: Human / Experiment

GENDES: Cis female

SEXUALITY: Asexual

ZODIAC: Scorpio

OCCUPATION: Experiment on PROX, US government experiment

PETS: None

HEIGHT: 1.66

HAIR: Dark blond, down to her shoulders

EYES: Forest Green

ACCESSORIES: BMI, if anything

ACCENT: Unknown

FLAWS: Cruel, Abusive, Arrogant, Greedy

FEARS: Monophobia ( The Fear of Abandonment ), Claustrophobia ( The Fear of Enclosed Spaces )

POSITIVES: Obedient, Confident, Hardworking, Innovative, Adaptable, Curious ㅤ

NEGATIVES: Manipulative, Forceful, Cruel, Deceitful, Cold

NEUTRAL: Eloquent, Calculating, Controlling

BIOGRAPHY:

Zoey's father, a man born on Earth in 1976, lived a life that she later recognised as a modern form of enslavement. Zoey was born on the sun side of PROX, in the New West in 2022 and lived in the northern region all her life. Her father, however, was consumed by "the architecture," a derogatory term for the complex algorithms and systems created for the benefit of the ubiquitous BMI and worked for the US government and was soon enslaved for the use of the BMI. 

Driven by a desire for something more, he seized an opportunity that would forever change the course of his and, unknowingly, her lives. That opportunity was the colonisation of PROX. He joined the first wave of pioneers heading for the distant star. This fascination led him to the concept of the Y-Combinator, not just as a computer science function used to implement recursion in programming languages that didn't natively support it, but as a metaphor for the recursive cycles of creation and evolution. This understanding, combined with his unique upbringing, had a goal: the creation of Zoey-54, or Zero Omniscient Ecosystem Y-Combinator. 

Zoey-54 was born on the sun-drenched side of PROX, in the northern sector of the star Set. Her early childhood was a mix of adventures on the research station. Her father, was driven by a strong hope for the future, found work with the nascent US government presence on PROX. He worked, helping to build the infrastructure and systems that would allow humanity to thrive in this new world.

But everything changed with the formation of the Proximity Earth Colonisation Project. Her father, realising the inherent risks and uncertainties of the project's expansion, made a heartbreaking decision. He returned to Earth, leaving Zoey on PROX. He believed it was the only way to ensure her safety. Left on PROX, Zoey became immersed in the world of advanced technology and artificial intelligence. She was a child of both worlds, shaped by living light-years away from Earth, which left Zoey in the hands of the New West. 

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Name: Henrik Holm

Nicknames/Aliases:

Birthplace: Norway

Ethnicity: Germanic

Religion: None

Birthday: June 4th 2008

Species: Unknown

Gender: Cis male

Sexuality: Pansexual

Zodiac: Gemini

Mother: Leonie Holm

Father: Svein Holm

Siblings: Astrid Holm

Occupation: Student

Pets: None

Height: 1.65

Hair: Short, dark blonde hair, ends above his ears

Eyes: Dark green

MBTI: INTJ

Accessories: A marine leather bracelet from his father

Accent: Norwegian

Flaws: Aimless, Gullible, Humorless

Fears: Abandonment

Positives: Creative, Courageous, Fair, Dependable

Neutral: Over protective, Playful, Bold

Negative: Stern, Reckless, Narcissistic

BIOGRAPHY:

Astrid and Henrik grew up in a small fishing village north of Edda. Their family was deeply rooted in the fishing industry. Five years prior, their father, Svein, was lost at sea. It was about the same timespan in which Astrid’s powers began to manifest. Seismic sensitivity. She was able to manipulate water, to cause tremors, and to disturb the connection to the local fjord. Little did she know that her powers were linked to Jormungandr. She spent days at the riverside, leading fish away from the fishermen and Henrik would know when the weather changed, so Astrid led the fish away before the nets came down. Edda, of course, began to struggle, and the tension within the family rose, too, as their mother lost her job. Astrid kept her powers secret, fearing to be left out if she lost a word about it, especially from her mother, who was still mourning Svein’s death. 

At a party at school, Astrid met Fjor; they talked for a bit but were not necessarily friendly with each other. Henrik, however, seemed to get along with Saxa and dragged Astrid along to stay with them for dinner that day. Hesitantly, Astrid agreed, though she still believed the Jutul family to be rich, spoiled kids with money. While Ran showed clear interest in Henrik’s powers, Vidar exploited them for it and used Astrid to further his plans for Odda. As Astrid’s powers grew, she began to sense the Jutuls' connection to the land itself. She felt that they were far older than they seemed to be, and the resource control over Edda deepened her suspicions. When she had finally convinced her mother to move away, Vidar had messed with their car and caused it to flip over. So they stayed, like nothing had ever happened.

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Name: Astrid Holm

Nicknames/Aliases:

Birthplace: Norway

Ethnicity: Germanic

Religion: None

Birthday: June 4th 2008

Species: Unknown

Gender: Cis female

Sexuality: Homosexual

Zodiac: Gemini

Mother: Leonie Holm

Father: Svein Holm

Siblings: Henrik Holm

Occupation: Student

Pets: Bearded dragons named Lefse and Is

Height: 1.65

Hair: Short, dark blonde, above her shoulders

Eyes: Dark green

MBTI: ENTJ

Accessories: A small seahorse tattoo on her ankle, sea glass jewelry necklace

Accent: Norwegian

Flaws: Envy, Perfectionism

Fears: Failure, the Unknown, the Supernatural, the end of the world

Positives: Optimistic, Empathic, Creative, Loyal

Neutral: Introversion, Ambitious, Independent

Negative: Impatient, Stubborn

BIOGRAPHY:

Astrid and Henrik grew up in a small fishing village north of Edda. Their family was deeply rooted in the fishing industry. Five years prior, their father, Svein, was lost at sea. It was about the same timespan in which Astrid’s powers began to manifest. Seismic sensitivity. She was able to manipulate water, to cause tremors, and to disturb the connection to the local fjord. Little did she know that her powers were linked to Jormungandr. She spent days at the riverside, leading fish away from the fishermen and Henrik would know when the weather changed, so Astrid led the fish away before the nets came down. Edda, of course, began to struggle, and the tension within the family rose, too, as their mother lost her job. Astrid kept her powers secret, fearing to be left out if she lost a word about it, especially from her mother, who was still mourning Svein’s death. 

At a party at school, Astrid met Fjor; they talked for a bit but were not necessarily friendly with each other. Henrik, however, seemed to get along with Saxa and dragged Astrid along to stay with them for dinner that day. Hesitantly, Astrid agreed, though she still believed the Jutul family to be rich, spoiled kids with money. While Ran showed clear interest in Henrik’s powers, Vidar exploited them for it and used Astrid to further his plans for Odda. As Astrid’s powers grew, she began to sense the Jutuls' connection to the land itself. She felt that they were far older than they seemed to be, and the resource control over Edda deepened her suspicions. When she had finally convinced her mother to move away, Vidar had messed with their car and caused it to flip over. So they stayed, like nothing had ever happened.

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NAME: Kolr Mikaelson

NICKNAMES/ALIASES: Kol Mikaelson

BIRTHPLACE: Hordaland fylke, Kingdom of Norway

ETHNICITY: Norse

RELIGION: Pagan

BIRTHDAY: October 12th 983

SPECIES: Witch

GENDER: Cis male

SEXUALITY: Bisexual

ZODIAC: Libra

MOTHER: Ester Haraldsdottir

FATHER: Mikael Bjørnson

SIBLINGS: Niklas Mikaelson, Rebekah Mikaelsdottir, Finnr Mikaelson, Freyja Mikaelsdottir, Henrik Mikaelson

OCCUPATION: Nobleman (1002-1700's) (Formerly) Nomad (1300's-1700's) (Formerly) Member of The Ancestors (Formerly)

PETS: N/A

HEIGHT: 1.82m

HAIR: Short, dirty blonde

EYES: Green

MBTI: ENTJ

ACCESSORIES: Baseball bat, rings, necklaces

ACCENT: Norwegian

FLAWS:

FEARS:

POSITIVES: Curious, Optimistic, Enthusiastic, Inquisitive

NEGATIVES: Controlling, Selfish, Arrogant, Self absorbed

NEUTRAL: Cheeky, Vain

BIOGRAPHY:

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NAME: Lorenzo St. John

NICKNAMES: Enzo

BIRTHPLACE: Italy

ETHNICITY: Caucasian

RELIGION: Roman Catholic

BIRTHDAY: September 12th 1876

SPECIES: Vampire

GENDES: Cis male

SEXUALITY: Bisexual

ZODIAC:

OCCUPATION: Prisoner, Augustine Vampire (both formerly, verse dependent)

PETS: None

HEIGHT: 1.81

HAIR: Brunet, kept short above his ears

EYES: Forest Green

ACCESSORIES: N/A

ACCENT: Italian

FLAWS: Cruel, Abusive, Arrogant, Greedy

FEARS: Cleithrophobia

POSITIVES: Charming, Charismatic, Hopeful, Optimistic, Loyalㅤ

NEGATIVES: Vengeful

NEUTRAL: Arrogant, Eloquent, Boisterous, Calculating, Controlling, Hedonistic, Impulsive

BIOGRAPHY:

Born on September 12th 1876, Lorenzo was orphaned as a child, with no idea who his real family was. By the age of four, he was forced into the workhouses. By fourteen, he was living out on the streets, fighting for scraps to survive.

In 1903 Southampton, England, Enzo was denied passage on a ship to New York because of his consumption, but Lily Salvatore helped him get aboard the ship so that he could see a doctor on the ship. However, he turned out to be a charlatan. Lily gave Enzo her blood in order to turn him into a vampire, and he later died of consumption before the ship docked in Manhattan Harbor. Before awakening in transition, the Gemini Coven caught up with Lily and her traveling companions, the Heretics. She and her family had killed everyone aboard except the charlatan doctor, leaving him to Enzo so he could complete his transition. He believed that Lily had left him and was unaware that she had been sealed in a Prison World.

Enzo and Maggie during his stay in the Augustine cells.

Enzo was found by the Whitmore family after he left his post in Eastern Europe during WWII. He was imprisoned by Dr. Whitmore, who shipped him overseas in a coffin and forced him to endure his torture and experimentation for ten years. In 1950, Enzo remained a prisoner of the Augustine Society and was used as an experiment in the laboratory at the Whitmore House. Maggie James was responsible for the study of his behavior and took notes about him. They began to develop feelings for each other later on. Later, Maggie wanted to help him escape and she asked him to turn her into a vampire. She wanted to escape and be with him forever, but Enzo, in order to protect her, took off her vervain bracelet, and compelled her to forget about him and leave. He returned her bracelet and she left.

Damon and Enzo kept in a vervain-soaked cage by the Augustines.

In 1953, Damon Salvatore was imprisoned by Augustine and Enzo reached out a hand of friendship to the young vampire. They would talk about many things to keep their hope of escape up. Enzo planned to have Damon take his ration of blood for a year so that he would be stronger and assist in the escape. During the annual New Year's Eve Party at Whitmore, Damon broke free of his chains and attacked everyone but, in the process, caused a fire. Enzo was still stuck in a cage laced with vervain and Damon attempted to free his friend to no avail. Realizing that he could not free his friend and fearful that Augustine would take him back, Damon turned off his emotions and abandoned him. Enzo continuously screamed for his friend to free him and was presumed dead.

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NAME: Martín Berrote

NICKNAME: Palermo

BIRTHPLACE: Buenos Aires, Argentinia

ETHNICITY: Argentinian

BIRTHDAY: June 12thㅤ

GENDER: Cis male

SEXUALITY: Closeted Homosexualㅤㅤ

OCCUPATION: Robber, Engineer

HEIGHT: 1.85

HAIR: Brown, very short

EYES: Green

FLAWS: Arrogant, Impulsive, Egoistic

FEARS: Abandonemnt

POSITIVES: Reflective, Passionate,

NEGATIVES: Rough, Commanding, Demanding, Complicated, Impulsive, Egoistic

NEUTRAL: Fierce, Adamant

FATHER: Unnamed

MOTHER: Amaia Berrote

SIBLINGS: None

SPOUSE: Verse Dependent

LIKES: Puzzles, Being in Charge, Drinking,

DISLIKES: Interruption, People not listening to him, Arrogance

PERSONAL TRIGGERS: Being denied

TEMPERAMENT: Choleric

ALIGNMENT: Chaotic Neutral

MBTI: ENTP

SKILLS: Combat, Mines, Arnis, MMA, Krav Maga expert, Hand to hand combat, Weapon proficiency , Logistics, AIT, Hazmat, Technical Guidance, Land estimation, Communication, Physical endurance, Persuasion skills, Negotiation, Sociology, innovation, Dimensional Thinking, Mathematical Abilities, Analytical Skills, Creative- Problem-Solving

DIAGNOSIS: Depression. Half blind in his left eye.

BIOGRAPHYㅤㅤ

Martin's life began with Amalia Berrote, but his childhood was far from simple. School should have been his haven, a place to shine, and he did. He aced every test, aced every assignment, earning perfect grades. Yet, his academic success painted a target on his back. His classmates, fueled by envy and insecurity, turned to bullying. Things went from bad to worse when Martin came out as gay. Suddenly, the taunts sharpened, the isolation deepened. The school hallways felt like a constant battleground. Home wasn't much better. His father existed in a haze of alcohol, a silent, almost ghostly presence. His mother, seemingly resigned, offered neither comfort nor guidance. They gave him space, an abundance of it, perhaps more than a bright, sensitive kid like Martin could handle. Slowly, the pressure began to crack him. His behavior shifted, darkened. The once-gentle boy grew volatile, quick to anger. His parents, finally noticing the change, sought professional help. The diagnosis came back: genius. It explained a lot – the intensity, the isolation, the unconventional thinking – but it didn't solve anything.

He barely scraped through graduation. The moment he held that diploma, he knew exactly what he needed. The first thing he bought with his own money was freedom – an apartment, a sanctuary, a place to escape the suffocating silence of his parents' home.

As a teenager, he started working on a construction site to supplement his income. One of the guys soon came up to him and asked him to do something for him; they made fun of him and said that Martín would not even steal anything. However, Martín promised to create a flawless heist plan for him if he paid him. Three weeks later, the same person approached Martín and asked him to plan a bank robbery. They paid him very well, and so Martín made the plan and sold it. This continued for many years until one day, he was asked to come with the robbers to a diamond heist. Martín, having developed a lust for adrenaline, came willingly. Now, not only a part of the plan but of the robbery, too, he found the thrill within. Everything went perfectly; they broke in and took the diamonds. But on their way out, the power went out and the diamonds were stolen. Martín, of course, began to track the thief—who turned out to be the owner of the diamonds himself—Andrés de Fonollosa. Realising that getting the diamonds back was not Martín’s top priority anymore, he asked something else of Andrés. He found him intriguing. And so Martín asked him to pull off heists together. Not much later, Martín joined him and his brother and together they planned the Royal Mint Heist.

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Name: Elisabet Brekker

Nicknames: None

Birthplace. Odda, Norway

Ethnicity: Germanic

Religion: Theistic Satanism

Birthday: 1.6.2000

Species: Human

Zodiac: Gemini

Occupation: Cult member, Nurse, Barista

Pets: Two dogs, Oscar and Molly.

Traits: Delusional, Impulsive, Petty, Unstable, Protective, Keen, Helpful, Sarcastic

Accessories:

Tattoos: None

Hair: Ginger, long, down her back

Eyes: Green

Mother: Dagmar Brekker, very close relationship

Father: Erik Brekker

Husband: None

Siblings: Margareta Brekker

Temperament: Choleric

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Social Stereotype:

MBTI: ENTP

Socionics: SI (5)

Sloan:

Chinese Zodiac:

Enneagram:

Diagnosis: Borderline personality disorder, Intermittent Explosive Disorder

BIOGRAPHYㅤㅤBorn two years after Greta, Lis was only ever a means to an end. She did not grow up with her family; instead, she grew up at her uncle's—Max's. She never knew much about her mother or her father. All she knew was that her mother was sick and that she couldn't see her. And her father only came to visit once a month—to see how she was doing. For most of her life, Lis did not think it was too strange; it was the only thing she knew, after all. On her eighteenth birthday, Lis was finally allowed to see her mother again, who had seemingly just gotten out of the mental hospital. Only then did she slowly begin to learn how everything connected to the bigger picture.

Only then did she learn that the nightmares she kept having were not real nightmares--but something far worse. She noticed the changes in her mother's personality, but instead of praying to her God to make it go away, she resented him for it. For her mother's sickness and for burdening her with it, too. She believed her father's religion to be a joke, laughed about it, and mocked it. Until she accidentally summoned Satan himself. And even then, she just hoped he would finally take her sister away.

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NAME: Serkan Yildiz

NICKNAME: Belgrade

BIRTHPLACE: Istanbul, Türkiye

ETHNICITY: Turkish

BIRTHDAY: June 12thㅤ

GENDER: Cis male

SEXUALITY: Closeted Homosexualㅤㅤ

OCCUPATIONㅤㅤ

L4 Security Guard

Robber

HEIGHT: 1.98

HAIR: Brown, very short

EYES: Brown

FLAWS: Arrogant

FEARS: Not specified

POSITIVES: Disciplined, Consistent

NEGATIVES: Intimidating, Impatient

NEUTRAL: Fierce, Adamant

FATHER: Unnamed

MOTHER: Ilayda Yildiz

SIBLINGS: Yagmur Yildiz

SPOUSE: Verse Dependent

LIKES: Gift giving, Heists, Reading, Maths

DISLIKES: Smoking, Drinking,

PERSONAL TRIGGERS:

TEMPERAMENT: Choleric

ALIGNMENT: Chaotic Neutral

MBTI: ISTP

SKILLS: Combat, Mines, Arnis, MMA, Krav Maga expert, Hand to hand combat, Weapon proficiency , Logistics, AIT, Hazmat, Technical Guidance, Land estimation, communication, physical endurance, persuasion skills, negotiation, sociology, innovation

DIAGNOSIS: Depression. Half blind in his left eye.

BIOGRAPHYㅤㅤBorn in Istanbul, Serkan, also known as Belgrade, comes from a family well-known in the heist industry. Serkan's father had started robbing banks as soon as his mother and his wife had died giving birth. He was brought up with the skill of robbing, which he had learned from his father. He started studying architecture at a university when he was seventeen years old. He left Istanbul five years after graduating and started organizing his first heist at the Ziraat headquarters. He carefully planned every cause and effect, but it went horribly wrong. Eight hostages were killed, the money was gone, and Serkan was on the run. He then started looking through his father's documents and found the group he had previously been a part of. They were all three still alive. At the age of 21, Serkan formed a gang with these three, which has since committed the riskiest and most chaotic heists.

All of them eventually secured jobs as L4 security guards because their oldest, Hakan, owned the business. It was more of a cover for their ongoing speculation about their next heist because it would keep them together for almost the entire day. They got all the money, none of the hostages died, and they were all too scared and confused to identify themselves or talk, so their next heist was a total success. The Royal Mint of Spain was one of the banks where they kept their money while they celebrated in Madrid. Clean money. But once they arrived and saw a heist happening, they were far too upset about it. Throughout the entire heist, Serkan and his group had been watching and making assumptions about them. They had thought of employing at least two of them.

But it did not go that way at all. They had met Sergio outside. His involvement in the heist was more of a coincidence. Sergio had, of course, been slow to trust them, as one might expect. However, after realizing how beneficial they could be to each other, they later made the decision to merge their gangs. Money had never been the main concern of Serkan's people, but they would never turn it down. He is usually the first person at the scene of the heist because he poses as security. Sometimes, before the heist, he applies there to inspect the locations.

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NAME: Alina Yakovleva Rostova

NICKNAME: Spawn of Satan

BIRTHPLACE: Omsk, Russia

ETHNICITY: Russian

BIRTHDAY: April 14thㅤ

GENDER: Cis female

SEXUALITY: Homosexualㅤㅤ

OCCUPATIONㅤㅤ

Employee at The Program  ( —2015 )

Child soldier ( —2014 )

Grey Matters Assassin

Security Agent at Halcyon Aegis ( Cover job )

Field operative at Grey Matters

Spy ( during the program, unsuccessful )

Assassin ( peri program, successful, post program  )

HEIGHT: 1.72

HAIR: Chestnutㅤ

EYES: Green

FLAWS: Arrogant, Greedy, Competitive, Negligent, Stubborn

FEARS: Claustrophobia

POSITIVES: Bold, Charming, Confident, Honest, Realistic

NEGATIVES: Arrogant, Greedy, Competitive, Negligent, Stubborn, Demanding, Carelessㅤㅤ

NEUTRAL: Textㅤ

FATHER: Thomas Keen

MOTHER: Mariya Konstantinovna Rostova

SIBLINGS: None

SPOUSE: None

LIKES: Ballet, Walks, Working, Puzzle games, Pink

DISLIKES: Being touched (especially around her neck tattoo), Obedience, Cats

PERSONAL TRIGGERS: Being touched on her neck, The sound of planes and guns

TEMPERAMENT: Sanguineㅤ

ALIGNMENT: Chaotic Netural

MBTI: ESTPㅤㅤ

SKILLS: Combat, Mines, Arnis, MMA, Krav Maga expert, Hand to hand combat, Weapon proficiency , Logistics, AIT, Hazmat, Technical Guidance, Land estimation, communication, physical endurance, persuasion skills, negotiation, sociology, innovation

DIAGNOSIS: Antisocial Personality Disorder

BIOGRAPHYㅤㅤAlina was the adoptive daughter of spy and assassin Thomas Keen and Mariya Rostova. She grew up lovingly with her parents in a small apartment until her father died in late June. Her mother was certain that she needed to find and hunt down her husband's killers in order to avenge him. Because the environment was far too dangerous for a child to grow up in, Alina was placed in the care of her grandmother, Scottie Hargrave. Her nannies became her primary source of nourishment as her parents appeared to distance themselves from her. Elena was one nanny who Alina particularly liked. She was Mariya's friend's daughter, and she trusted her. Nonetheless, Tom had gotten background checks on Elena before deciding to hire her. Two months later, when Alina was placed in Elena's care, they spent the weekend at the beach house. And that is when things got out of control. Alina had been sleeping in her crib while Elena was away, making a call. From the back, two men had entered and shot elena in the head. Alina, of course, panicked, which immediately alerted Tom. He arrived at the house less than five minutes later. Exactly when one of the men had hovered over Alina, pointing a gun directly at the infant's face. The next thing she felt was blood splattering across her face. That was her first encounter with crime, when her father shot that guy. Since that day, Alina has shown signs of restricted affect. Whenever she had heard gunshots, she did not flinch, she simply turned her head to see what it was. And this had worried her parents, yet tom refused to have her checked for he feared something would happen again. Mariya, however, needed someone to watch her the entire day, and with elena dead, Scottie, Tom's mother, came into the field of view. No matter where she was with scottie, two armed men stood outside of their apartment, protecting them. Once a month, the Keen's had come together and went to the theater where they watched ballet. After being there twice, Alina wanted to have some lessons herself. Which her parents had agreed with, after a long week of hesitation. Tom was adamant of the fact that agnes should get some self-defense lessons. He had preached that to Mariya until he died. After his death, Alina was heartbroken. And so was Mariya. Not being able to bear with her loss, she went to the lookout for tom's killers and gave agnes in the care of Scottie. So between ballet and self defense, Scottie had secretly been teaching agnes how to shoot and how to defend herself in case something would ever happen to her that would leave her to be on her own. At the age of six Alina knew how to fire a gun as well as the basics of combat. It was all to make sure that nothing would happen. But something happened. Just after her 6th birthday, a group of russians had stormed and invaded her grandmother’s household and abducted her to russia under the command of Berlin where she was taken to a place they called the factory.

The first thing that was being said to her is how her entire family was dead and that she had nothing left. Your name is Katya, he said. And of course she had believed him after he had been punishing her when she responded to her birth name. And from that on, her birth name had always triggered something negative in her. A memory she hoped to forget. She had only been six years old but due to breaking brokenhearted it didn't take a lot to have her convinced of her family's death either. They had all searched for her. The fbi, the task force, her mom, even red. That was, until a corpse was found. A corpse, Berlin had prepared to look like her with the help of mirko vladov, who specialised in cloning. So for the next twelve years, agnes had been trained in Kirchoff's personal army, as well as in the KGB. She was very skilled in combat, in survival techniques, she could even spend more than an hour underwater without breathing. To Berlin, she was a weapon forged by himself. He was proud of her and even saw her as his own flesh and blood, something he created. By the time she was nineteen, she became a spy for him, delivering official secrets to him, or simply targeting people he wanted to have their lights knocked out. And she didn't feel guilty. To her this was all she had left, everything she had left. And she knew that if she didn't do it, she would die. To Alina there was nothing more scarier than to die without knowing who you were. Under his influence and her alias; Viking, Alima had killed more than just a handful of people. One of her latest assignments, had caught the interest of the FBI task force because her target was no other than an informant. He was protected. And this, was the mission where Kirchoff left his life. Without having any guidance, she ran from the army and tried to complete her assignments as if he were still alive. Her latest target was not far away from the headquarters. And because they had been tracking her down with their spyware, they arrived before anything happened. So, before she could kill him, the task force imprisoned her, attempting to restore her to her normal self. They initially did so without Mariya Rostova's mnowledge, but when things became more complicated, she was informed. And her being herself, she begged red for advise. He told her to contact scottie and somehow bringt her into the FSB. There, she would be protected and under twenty four hour watch, which would only benefit them all. So, even if hesitantly, Alina started to work as a spy and assassin for the FSB.

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NAMEㅤㅤMaksim Romanov

NICKNAMEㅤㅤGhost

BIRTHPLACEㅤㅤChelyabinsk-5, Russia

ETHNICITY Russian

BIRTHDAYㅤㅤ12th of July 1862

GENDERㅤㅤCis male

SEXUALITYㅤㅤHeterosexualㅤ

OCCUPATIONㅤㅤSoldier

HEIGHTㅤㅤ2.01

HAIRㅤㅤBrunetㅤ

EYESㅤㅤGreenㅤㅤ

FLAWSㅤㅤCruel, Abusive, Arrogant, Greedy, Violent, Controlling, Workaholic, Moodswings, Masochistic

FEARSㅤㅤNone

POSITIVESㅤㅤHardworking, Tough, Intelligent, Enduring, Self assured, Neat freak, Careful, Affectionate

NEGATIVESㅤㅤPossessive, Strict, Violent, Narcissistic, Undecided, Manipulative, Cold

NEUTRALㅤㅤArrogant, Eloquent, Boisterous, Calculating, Controlling, Hedonistic, Impulsive

FATHERㅤㅤPyotr Romanov †

MOTHERㅤㅤIllyana Romanova †

SIBLINGS Oksana Romanova

SPOUSEㅤㅤNone

LIKESㅤㅤAlcohol

DISLIKESㅤㅤCreativity, Calmness, Innocence, Disobedience

PERSONAL TRIGGERSㅤㅤNoneㅤ

TEMPERAMENTㅤㅤCholeric in Childhood, Choleric-Sanguine in Adulthood

ALIGNMENTㅤㅤChaotic Neutral

MBTIㅤㅤENTJㅤ

SKILLSㅤㅤHand to hand combat, Adaptability, Integrity, Communication, Explosives, Special Tactics, Agility, Resourcefulness, Technology, Tactical Decision-Making, Mental Resilience, Intelligence

DIAGNOSISㅤㅤExtreme Antisocial Personality Disorder

BIOGRAPHYㅤMaksim was born to Ilyana Romanova and Pyotr Romanov on the 12th of July 1862 in a russian village that was surrounded by Lake Irityash. It was called Chelyabinsk-5 and was named Ozersk a century later. G.H.O.S.T founded the Soviet nuclear weapons program just a few years after. To this day it remains a closed town. Which also comes in handy to for many of the asssets, and the intelligence itself as it requires authorization for visits or even short-time stays. He has had an older sister, Oksana, who fell into the lake and got carried away when she was twelve years old, and he eight. Supposedly drowned but not known faor sure. She has been missing ever since. Maksim had joined the military at age seventeen. Their family's home had just been empty without Oksana and their parents hadn't made any amends to change anything about it. During his time in the military, Maksim had written his parents many letters, though they never been answered. After a few years, he had stopped writing and assumed them to be dead. It was more of a protection for himself to move on. 23rd of December 1884, Engels, RUS On the fifth anniversary, at age twenty two, of him being in the army, and being trained in almost everything he would ever need for the job, he was selected to go to the G.H.O.S.T pre selection event due to his cold and arrogant nature. That's what his comrades said, though it was because of his immense skillset and his blind loyalty, that he had not only displayed in the army but also before in life. Maksim had slept almost a week over this decision but eventually agreed that it was time for a change. So he went to the pre selection day at G.H.O.S.T. a program that took skilled soldiers and turned them into marksmen of all nationalities to cause chaos. It was uncommon to be recruited at the age of twenty two but not impossible. This still left Maksim to be the youngest in his group. But Malyen Orlov, the man who recruited Maksim, commonly known as The Marshal amongst the Ghosts, saw potential in him. He did not have family left, thus his new family, the Ghosts, would be all that's left for him, making him focus solely on them. Which he had done, Maksim was glad that he was given the opportunity. Somewhere in January 1885, Engels, RUS Anna Bolshoi, the Ghost before Maksim had recently died and therefore, they were in need of a new one. The two, the body of Anna and Maksim were then taken to a remote warehouse in the middle of a forest. Apprently nowhere and everywhere at the same time. The two were sent into a private clinic where Anna's Oplast 200 was operated out and then put it into Maksim's neck just an hour later. He was knocked out by meds for the next 48 hours before he woke up. Upon awakening, he was told that Anna had died and that they were going to perform a couple of tests on him, to test whether his mind was able to carry Anna's. At the time, Maksim hadn't known what conspired but the doctors had tested whether Anna's conscience and knowledge was transfered correctly into his body. All said and done, Anna was buried hours later and Maksim stayed in the hospital over night before being picked up by Malyen Orlov in the morning. Together they went back to the G.H.O.S.T base and he was introduced to everything, the guns, the rooms and his team mates. Which he was meant to be leading at the age of 24, one year later. GHOST headquarters, Engels, RUS, 1886 Back in Engels and a week later, Maksim had now started his training. His body had fully synced with Anna's mind and he carried now every emotion, felt every event Anna and her previous Ghost's had been through

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NAMEㅤㅤPaul Scott

NICKNAMEㅤㅤBoy Genius, Monster, Rich Polo Fuck, The Keeper, He Who Keeps Them

BIRTHPLACEㅤㅤAthens, US

ETHNICITYㅤㅤAmerican

BIRTHDAYㅤㅤNovember 11th 19XX

GENDERㅤㅤCis male

SEXUALITYㅤㅤHeterosexualㅤ

OCCUPATIONㅤㅤStudent at the Christian Universtiy of Georgia, Architect, Leader of a torture Ring, Owner of Scott & Quinn Architecture

HEIGHTㅤㅤ2.01

HAIRㅤㅤBrunetㅤ

EYESㅤㅤGreenㅤㅤ

FLAWSㅤㅤCruel, Abusive, Arrogant, Greedy, Violent, Neat freak, Controlling, Workaholic, Moodswings

FEARSㅤㅤFire

POSITIVESㅤㅤHardworking, Tough, Geeky, Intelligent, Gentle, Funny, Enduring, Self assured, Neat freak, Careful, Affectionate

NEGATIVESㅤㅤPossessive, Strict, Violent, Narcissistic, Undecided, Manipulative, Cold

NEUTRALㅤㅤArrogant, Eloquent, Boisterous, Calculating, Controlling, Hedonistic, Impulsive

FATHERㅤㅤHenry Scott †

MOTHERㅤㅤLaura Scott ( née Hawthorne ) †

SIBLINGSㅤㅤNone

SPOUSEㅤㅤAlexis Fuller, fake wife, Ava Guilford, college girlfriend, Claire Caroll Scott, wife ( née Caroll ), Other, verse dependent †, Sheila Quinn, affair ( née Abbott )

LIKESㅤㅤAlcohol, Influence, Swimmingㅤ

DISLIKESㅤㅤCreativity, Calmness, Innocence, Disobedience

PERSONAL TRIGGERSㅤㅤNoneㅤ

TEMPERAMENTㅤㅤCholeric in Childhood, Choleric-Sanguine in Adulthood

ALIGNMENTㅤㅤChaotic Neutral

MBTIㅤㅤENTJㅤ

SKILLSㅤㅤHand to hand combat, Adaptability, Integrity, Communication, Explosives, Special Tactics, Agility, Resourcefulness, Technology, Tactical Decision-Making, Mental Resilience, Intelligence

DIAGNOSISㅤㅤExtreme Antisocial Personality Disorder ("non violent"), Depression, Post Traumatic Stress Disorder

BIOGRAPHYㅤPaul was born in Athens to secretary Laura and naval officer Gerald Scott on November 11th, 1975, and grew up on a large farm in Watkinsville. For the first few years of his life, he was very oblivious to what his father was doing to the girls in the basement. But Paul always noticed things that other’s didn’t even speak—things they did not even dare to think of; he saw through them all. While he went on about his days for most of the time, going to tennis and riding his bike, he waited for the day until he could finally join his father. Either his mother did not give a damn, or she was too high on drugs to notice anything that went on in the isolated shed. In school, it quickly became clear that Paul was a genius, which led to a handful of bullying in his early years. Unlike other kids his age, Paul didn’t care; he did not beat them up; he did not even say a word when they broke his thick glasses or hung him up on a pole. But one night, when Paul came home from strolling the woods with his dirtbike, his father showed him something he would never forget. A girl, tied up. Not just any girl, Sara. The girl who frequently bullied him at school. His father had her tied up in the shed, weapons all carefully laid out, and allowed Paul to just take his rage out on her. So he did. After it, she was nothing but lapping flesh and bones. His father said this would not count because he had been the one to capture her. He told him to wait until the time would come.

And at the age of fourteen in 1991, his time had come. He was finally allowed to kill his first girl—Julia Caroll. He had everything planned out with his father's assistance, getting to know her, enticing her inside, and then confining her in the basement, where she would be tortured for days. Knowing full well that she was tied up in their shed, the father and son would enjoy joining search parties while participating. They continued to attend the parties until they shortly after killed her and hanged her. A new girl was planned, but then, in 1992, his parents died in a horrible car crash snd it broke him. Not particularly about his mother but because his father, his guardian was gone and he was left all by himself. He was able to pay for all of his studies thanks to the inheritance. He did not go and live with his aunt, he stayed at the house with the deep well that was so precious to him.

He was still tense, as the investigation of their murder progressed. He was on edge, his fingers itching to do something about it— and so he did. Paul found Julia's father, Sam, and killed him, pretending it was a medically induced suicide to keep him off their necks. Now, with a huge burden off his chest, he left to attend university that same year and consistently received the highest grades in his class. But for some reason, Paul was unable to forget about Julia no matter how hard he worked, so he moved around and became more familiar with the network his father had been in, doing more and more numbers than he needed to. In order to be nearer to Julia and be aware of her every move, he enrolled in Auburn University's architecture programme in 1996 in Alabama.

Then, one day, the ghost of Julia entered the computer lab where he was working. But his gaze did not land on her. Claire, her sister, was there, looking as proud and attractive as she had on her first day. They got along quickly and became acquainted even quicker. He spoke of marriage. She agreed.Paul was matched with MIT shortly after, but he chose to remain in Auburn's architecture programme solely for Claire's benefit. Paul wooed her, thinking that owning all the Carroll sisters was a trophy no one had ever had. He met Adam Quinn at the beginning of the semester. Even though Paul knew he had his sights set on Claire, he did not care; they became best friends right away. The fact that they met in secret did not bother him because he was certain Claire would never abandon him, and Adam was simply too devoted to do so. It quickly became official, and in the same year, he was the architect for their own house, making it more of a showroom than something you’d live in. While he was working on his master’s, they got married, and Claire stopped working. He gave her everything—club memberships, fancy dinners and expensive cars

By that time, Adam and Paul were inseparable and established Scott & Quinn Architecture as their own architectural firm, which was an instant success thanks to Pau's father's reputation. And so the rich got even richer. They would get together to play golf on Mondays; the evening was filled with the Porsche meetup in the alps. They would practice for the matches on the weekends and play tennis the following day. Claire and he always went out to dinner on Wednesdays. Paul reportedly took business trips every two weeks and took care of his newest girls, stalking them and preparing the kidnapping, only to then finally abduct, torture, and kill them. He became infamous within the network, and thanks to his extreme technical skills, nobody would ever be able to trace his legacy back to him. That was, until things escalated; the police had knocked on his door and confronted him about the tapes. Paul confessed and got into witsec. They equipped him with squips and had him die in front of Claire to make it more real. Paul died that day, or so Claire believed.

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Name: Ben Brekker

Nickname: None

Birthplace: Odda, Norway

Ethnicity: Germanic

Birthday: April 16th 1996 in Odda, Norway

Gender: Cis male

Sexuality: Heterosexualㅤ

Occupation: Cult member, Kidnapper

Height: 2.01

Hair: Brunetㅤ

Eyes: Green

Flaws: Self-righteous, Impetuous, Negligent, Perfectionist & Stubborn

Fears: None

Positives: Charming, Funny, Polite, Promising, Confident, Calm, Logical, Practical

Negatives: Manipulative, Ruthless, Abusive, Violent, Fearless, Thrill seeking, Undisturbed

Neutral: Charismatic, Adaptable, Collected

Father: Maks Brekker, adoptive.

Mother: None

Siblings: None

Spouse: Elisabet Brekker ( in love with ) Margareta Brekker ( wife )

Likes: Alcohol, Influence, Swimmingㅤ

Dislikes: Creativity, Calmness, Innocence, Disobedience

Personal Triggers: Noneㅤ

Temperament: Choleric in Childhood, Choleric-Sanguine in Adulthood

Alignment: Chaotic Evil

MBTI: ENTJㅤ

SKILLS: Endurance, Fast Reaction, Weapon Proficiency, Intelligence, Military Knowledge, Stalking

DIAGNOSIS: Undiagnosed Antisocial Personality Disorder, Narcissistic Personality Disorder, Post Traumatic Stress Disorder

BIOGRAPHYㅤBenjamin was born on April 16th, 1996, in the small Norwegian town of Odda. His father was a man with a penchant of drowning his sorrows in whiskey. One fateful night, under the cloak of a sky without stars, Benjamin's mother finally had enough of it. The sight of her husband slumped on the sofa, the whiskey bottle dangling from his limp hand, was the last straw. She ran upstairs, took the sleeping Benjamin in her arms and sat him in the car. Four bags, quickly packed with the most important things of a new life. He didn't shed a tear over his father, a man who had offered him nothing but fear. His gaze fixed on his mother's reflection in the rearview mirror, her face full of grief, painted with the pain of unspoken years. Her constant sobbing irritated him, a stark contrast to the years he had spent begging her to leave. Then, without warning, a sharp turn, a sickening screech of tires, and the world dissolved into chaos. The car, a metal cage of their hopes and dreams, slammed against an unforgiving barrier. Panic seized Ben's heart. He tried his best to get his mother free while the smell of the leakage blinded his eyes. He screamed, he pleaded, he hit her, punched her in his desperate attempt to get a rise out of her. But she remained still. In that moment, Ben stood there, facing the throbbing threat of death. He made a choice, not against his mother but for his life, instead. He looked at his mother one last time. A faint smile graced her bloodied lips, and she whispered a single, heartbreaking good luck to him. Then, Ben turned his back on the car and fled the scene, never looking back at his mother again.Ben ran, he ran until his feet would no longer be able to carry him somewhere else, he ran until his breath was all that he heard throbbing in his ears. He sat on the ground, waiting for the approaching headlights of a car. And it came. He instinctively ran for cover, not sure what he expected, he did not want to go anywhere but he did not want to stay there in the cold, either. His heart hammered against his chest as he stood up and approached the car.

The man told him that he saw the accident and asked whether he could take him somewhere. Ben, still unsure, declined but asked if he could call him. The call went unanswered. Hesitantly, he asked the man, Maks to take him to the police station, a vague plan forming in his mind. Instead, Maks offered shelter, and after a tense moment of deliberation, Ben accepted, taking down Maks' license plate and ID as a perhaps stupid shield of security. Exhaustion finally claimed him in the car, and he drifted into sleep. He woke at a homestead, and was introduced to Erik. Dagmar, his wife immediately took him in, nurturing him back to health. He felt compelled to help, promising to join the military when of age and return, and so he did. Not long after that he got to know Greta and Lis, and immediately, he fell for the latter one. But Greta, on the other hand, was something else, and he watched her closely ever since he arrived. It was not much long after he sat at her bedside as she slept, or when he would break her finger in secret, just to hear the melody of her cry. Eventually, he fulfilled his promise and went to the military. Upon return, he learnt that Maks had left again. Instead of letting it bother him, he noticed that his faith and ties to both Erik and Maks were even stronger.

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Name: Erik Brekker

Nickname: The Father, The Farmer, Father

Birthplace: Odda, Norway

Ethnicity: Germanic

Birthday: March 12th 1979 in Odda, Norway

Gender: Cis male

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Occupation: Cult Leader, Psychologist and Psychiatrist

Height: 1.83

Hair: Brunet, curled

Eyes: Green

Flaws: Arrogant, Greedy, Competitive, Negligent, Stubborn

Fears: Claustrophobia

Positives: Charming, Educated, Captivating, Diligent

Negatives: Arrogant, Erratic, Obsessive, Calculating

Neutral: Charismatic

Hair: Brunet, curled

Eyes: Green

Father: Ragnar Brekker

Mother: Silke Brekker

Siblings: None

Spouse: Dagmar Brekker

Likes: Alcohol, Influence, Swimming

Dislikes: Loud people, Sunny weather, Mentoringㅤ

Personal Triggers: Noneㅤ

Temperament: Phlegmatic in Childhood, Sanguine in Adulthood

Alignment: Chaotic Evil

MBTI: ESTPㅤㅤ

Skills: Endurance, Fast Reaction, Weapon Proficiency, Herd Keeping, Intelligence

Diagnosis: Narcissistic Personality Disorder, Facticious Disorder

BIOGRAPHYㅤErik Brekker, was born on March 12th, 1979, in the heart of Odda, Norway. His parents, Silke and Ragnar Brekker, were simple folk, rooted in the traditions of their homeland. Silke, a weaver and Ragnar, a fisherman who knew the waters of the Hardangerfjord like his pockets gave Erik a good life. As a child, he was spirited, he had inherited his mother’s artistic ability and frequently tended to the flowers with her. With his father, he spent his days exploring the surrounding wilderness, scaling rocky cliffs, and lost himself in the deep forests that surrounded the mountains. He grew up with the tales of trolls, other creatures creatures, and their lord, the believes woven into him before he could barely stand. He was, even at a young age, known for his stubbornness. When he set his mind to something, be it catching the biggest fish or mastering a particularly difficult knot, he wouldn't rest until he achieved his goal.

In school, he excelled in his studies, always on top of his class. He devoured books as though he breathed the air, psychology, and mythology, seeking to understand the mysteries within nature and people. Upon graduating from high school, he enrolled in the an psychology program. It was during his university years, amidst the bustling city life of Bergen, that Erik's path took an unexpected turn. He maintained his connection to his roots, returning to Odda whenever he could. It was on one such visit, during the autumn of his twenty-fourth year, that he encountered Dagmar. They had grown up together but lost touch before. Erik's mother had forbidden him the contact to her, as she, unlike him was not Christian but a Satanist.Erik was sitting at a small café downtown, nursing a cup of coffee when Dagmar approached him, talked to him about the forgotten lore of Odda and told him about how obsessed she was with Trolltunga. Intrigued and perhaps driven by a youthful sense of joy Erik agreed to join Dagmar on a journey to the mountain.

He dismissed the warnings of his parents and the concerned glances of his friends. Once they reached the peak, they not only found the cave, but also the other graduates that partied within, celebrating Rus. Erik joined them, though it was Dagmar who ultimately pushed him to it. They found it funny, to summon demons and spirits and talk to them, like something you would do at a sleepover, Dagmar had said. Erik knew that he would not back out, not in front of Dagmar, and not when she smiled at him like that. And when the game was over, they had unknowingly to him, woken the devil.The consequences of their actions were immediate and devastating. Satan, it turned out, wanted his first child. In the literal sense. This child was now The Antichrist and would, with Satan, bring the End, hand in hand. Dagmar had not know she was pregnant until the omen doomed on them.

Terrified, Erik made the decision to built a cult to protect the child, hoping to change Satan's mind, though Dagmar seemed more than pleased to let him have his way. Still, she agreed. Together they collected soldiers, nurses and psychologist, they all joined him. Erik became the cult's leader. By then, Erik's life become a constant battle, a struggle between his conscience and his loyalty to Dagmar, between his fear of the consequences that awaited. Soon, he believed they could outsmart the devil. Dagmar was easily convinced, she had fallen right for it. And soon, Elisabet was there. An exchange. A better sacrifice than their first daughter. More proper. But the mountains remained quiet. He didn't want her.

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Name: Cove Caladh

Nickname: Snake Boy

Birthplace: District Four, Panem

Ethnicity: Caucasian

Birthday: August 23rd

Gender: Cis male

Sexuality: Homosexual

OCCUPATION: Victor, formerly. Mentor, currently.

HEIGHT: 1.91ㅤ

HAIR: Brunet, curledㅤㅤ

EYES: Greenㅤㅤ

FLAWS: Arrogant, Greedy, Competitive, Negligent, Stubborn

FEARS: Claustrophobia

POSITIVES: Bold, Charming, Confident, Honest, Realistic

NEGATIVES: Arrogant, Greedy, Competitive, Negligent, Stubborn, Demanding, Carelessㅤㅤ

NEUTRAL: Textㅤ

FATHER: Brahm Caladhㅤ

MOTHER: Netta Caladh

SIBLINGS: Electra Caladh

SPOUSE: Enyo Wells

LIKES: Alcohol, Influence, Swimmingㅤ

DISLIKES: Loud people, Sunny weather, Mentoringㅤ

PERSONAL TRIGGERSㅤㅤNoneㅤ

TEMPERAMENT: Sanguineㅤ

ALIGNMENT: Chaotic Netural

MBTI; ESTPㅤㅤ

SKILLS: Fishinig, Hunting, Water combat, Hunting/Fishing knowledgeㅤ

DIAGNOSIS: None

BIOGRAPHYㅤㅤ

Cove was born in District 4 to Brahm and Netta Caladh, both fishermen. His mother sold 4's traditional bread under the hand to supplement their income; they were not exactly poor, but Netta craved more money. Cove, like everyone in his district, had learned to use weapons and hunt from a young age, claiming the water before he could walk. Unlike the others, Cove was trained by his father rather than at the academy, as they did not believe that investing so much time and effort in something was worthwhile. 

He met Marsh when he was approximately seven years old, they went fishing together, tied knots, and he taught her everything everyone else learned at the academy, as Marsh's parents did not want her to go in case she had a false hope of winning. She was the only girl struggling in the water, and it piqued his interest. She quickly revealed that she did not know how to swim. Cove joked that it would be ironic if she drowned before entering the games, but Marsh replied that she would rather die. Marsh frequently returned to the Caladhs for dinner following that day. Brahm and Netta liked her because she was shy, well behaved, and funny, and they soon became friends. Although the children around him were all eager to enter the games and win them, Cove could not care less. He was not concerned about winning or volunteering. But when it came time for the reaping, and Marsh was reaped, Cove volunteered without hesitation, wanting to protect her.

The arena was a forest, infested by multiple venomous snakes. Sunlight dappled through the dense canopy, creating a mosaic of light and shadow that concealed danger at every turn. A rustle in the undergrowth sent a shiver down Cove's spine; he knew he was being watched, hunted. Then, it happened. A searing pain erupted in his calf as a viper sunk its fangs deep. Cove reacted instinctively, his hand flying to the wound. Ignoring the burning sensation, he squeezed the bite, forcing out the dark, viscous venom. He sucked with all his might, spitting the tainted blood and venom onto the forest floor, a desperate gamble against the deadly poison coursing through his veins.

Cove's actions sent ripples of horror through the districts. He murdered Facet, a girl from District One, by drowning her in the river. It was a well thought out act of, a way to not only extinguish a life but also to inflict fear and demonstrate his power. He essentially drowned District One. He lured Facet in with Marsh's dead body and lured her into the water, biting and tearing at her until she gave up struggling. He ripped out her throat and then kicked her afloat, ensuring himself as the victor.

He won at age 12, two years before the infamous pair of his district won—Finnick Odair and Annie Cresta, making him the third victor of district 4, but due to the brutality of his games, they were erased, forged, and presented differently— a role that Cove had to play along with to survive. Now he mentors others from his district, refusing to give them any guidance on how to win because frankly, he couldn't care less.

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Name: Margareta Brekker

Nicknames: Lucifer, The Devil of Odda, Satan's Own, Bringer of End Times

Birthplace. Odda, Norway

Ethnicity: Germanic

Religion: Theistic Satanism

Birthday: November 12th 2003

Species: Vessel / The Antichrist

Zodiac: Pisce

Occupation: Cult member

Pets: Two dogs, Oscar and Molly. A cat, Brunost

Traits: Naive, Clueless, Insidous, Vindictive, Manipulative, Ruthless, Influential, Convincinng, Adaptable, Gentle, Charming, Self-righteous, Impetuous, Negligent, Perfectionist & Stubborn

Accessories: Piecings Earlobes pierced, usually wearing pearl earrings from her mother

Tattoos: A pentagram in her neck once she moves back to Odda with her uncle. Before that, none.

Hair: Honey brown

Eyes: Green

Mother: Dagmar Brekker

Father: Erik Brekker

Husband: Benjamin Brekker

SIblings: Elisabet Brekker

Temperament: Phlegmatic in Childhood, Extremely Sanguine in Adulthood

Alignment: Chaotic Evil

Social Sterotype: The Pariah

MBTI: ISTP

Socionics: SI (5)

Sloan: SCUEI

Chinese Zodiac: Goat

Enneagram: Type 3, The Achiever

Diagnosis. Agoraphobia

Biography Greta was born to Erik and Dagmar Brekker but they were not exactly a family but members and founders of Sons of the Sun, a satanic doomsday cult nestled in the isolated landscapes of Odda, Norway. Her parents, Erik and Dagmar, were devout members long before her arrival, bound by a promise that Greta was never meant to uncover: the cult existed to protect her from a pact that Erik had made with Satan himself when they were just as old as she was now. They would raise the Antichrist and he would come to her, and in turn, they would live. Greta was told that only compelte obedience would protect her from the impending doom that would swallow them all—and that was the utter obedience to Satan and all the other dangers he brought with him. Erik was not willing to give Greta up, he swore he would die for her before he let him have her.From a young age, Greta was indoctrined into the cult; she was taught that obedience was the one thing that counted. She was taught to always respect her elders, even if she was a stranger to them. Erik raised her in everything that he despised so severely as a child himself. Against what he believed in, if only it meant her safety. Erik had found it easy to convince the cult that Greta, their Antichrist, was the key to the End Times. Unknownst to them, this charade was Erik's desperate attempt to shield Greta from Satan's clutches. One she wished to ended up in, like he made her believe. Greta never quite understood his reluctance toward the topic but chose not to interfere with her father's believes, as she had grown up on them, too. It was all that she knew. That was, until her mother had fallen pregnant again.Hoping to break the bargain, Erik and Dagmar had a second child, Elisabeth. But their efforts only stoked their Lord's wrath, plunging Greta into a storm of paranoia and fear. While the cult largely confined them to their secluded farm that was only broken by the occasional trips to churches in larger cities offered, which always offered fleeting glimpses of what lied beyond in a world that neither of them would ever have the chance to tread. One day, when she was wandering the streets of Odda at dawn, just right behind their farm, Greta encountered the entity she had jokingly invoked as a child: Cthaoc. It had been a game to them. Other children played ball or catch and they summoned entities from their old books.By an unknown force, Greta felt entranced by him, drawn to him in a way that let her walk through the woods without any reoccuring memory of it. Some days she would wake up with blood on her hands and a dead goat outside, he rmind void of memories. Other times, she would tread the chillg waters barefoot until she was shaken and forcibly thrown off her trance. Erik believed that her recklessness threatened to expose the cult's existence, and Erik, in a desperate attempt to regain control, subjected her to a brutal public whipping in the church, hoping it would get her behavior under control. Greta, however, shattered by the trauma never dared to place another foot out of their secured gates, fearing the world that it offered when she left it.

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NAME: Cato Icilius Orestes ㅤ

NICKNAMES: Gladiator, Sword boy, PN-386. ㅤ

BIRTHPLACE: District Two, Panem ㅤ

ETHNICITY: Caucasian ㅤ

RELIGION: None

SCARS: A large scar on his upper body from the mutts, multiple other scars scattered around his neck, less prominent academy scars. ㅤ

BIRTHDAY: June 4th 85ADD. ㅤ

SPECIES: Human ㅤ

GENDER: Cis male ㅤ

SEXUALITY: Bisexual ㅤ

ZODIAC: Zodiac ㅤ

OCCUPATION: Student at the combat academy. verse dependent. Victor/survivor of the 74th hunger games, verse dependent. Peacekeeper, verse dependent. ㅤ

PETS: Gaia, British Shorthair

HEIGHT. 1.90 ㅤ

HAIR: Dark blond, kept above his earrs ㅤ

EYES: Forest Green ㅤ

ACCESSORIES: Signet ring from the academy ㅤ

ACCENT: Unspecified ㅤ

FLAWS: Cruel, Abusive, Arrogant, Greedy

FEARS: Atelophobia (Fear of Imperfection), Atychiphobia (Intense fear of failure) ㅤ

POSITIVES: Hardworking, Tough, Enduring, Strong, Witty, Protective, Loyal, Dedicated ㅤ

NEGATIVES: Manipulative, Hot-tempered, Forceful, Conceited, Cruel, Deceitful, Impatient, Malicious, Narcissistic, Obsessive, Power Hungry, Sadistic, Argumentative, Unfocused ㅤ

NEUTRAL: Arrogant, Eloquent, Boisterous, Calculating, Controlling, Hedonistic, Impulsive

MOTHER: Venus Icilia Orestes † ㅤ

FATHER: General Icarus Icilius Orestes ㅤ

SIBLINGS: Callisto Icilia Orestes, younger sister. † Cassia Icilia Orestes, younger sister. † Cronos Icilius Orestes, younger brother. † Cajus Icilius Orestes, older brother. Cezar Icilius Orestes, older brother. † ㅤ

OTHER: Livia Tryphon Ephialtes, foster mother. Clove Heliodor, girlfriend, wife, verse dependent. Marvel Hyalesta, friend. Topaz Ephialtes, best friend. Ares Echetus, close friend. Nero Tegyrops, close friend. Maxima Ixion, close friend. Brutus Ialius Alkyoneus, mentor. Agrippa Chancellor, stylist. Felix Simmons, stylist. Leto Barron, head stylist. Eos Reed, head of everything. *

TEMPERAMENT: Choleric ㅤ

ALIGNMENT: Chaotic Evil I/E Extrovert ㅤ

SOCIAL STEREOTYPE: The Pariah ㅤ

MBTI: ESTP ㅤ

SOCIONICS: Si (5) ㅤ

SLOAN: SCUEI ㅤ

CHINESE ZODIAC: The Rat ㅤ

ENNEAGRAM: Type Three: The Achiever ㅤ

DIAGNOSIS: Intermittent Explosive disorder, Depression, C-PTSD.

BIOGRAPHY

Cato, born in District 2, was the result of his mother's desire for wealth, and he grew up idolizing the games alongside his brothers. Venus, his mother, had a daughter after him two years ago, Callisto, whom she had sent to university to study; she had not attended the academy with the rest of the family.

Perhaps that was when the prejudice against the youngest began. Venus was a plasterer who aspired to wealth, hoping to do so through her husband, the general, the highest position in two and their numerous children. It was eventually revealed that the wealth had burned her. She turned to morphling and the drug eventually drove her to death.

Icarus, left alone with all of the children, began training them himself in the hopes of making them stronger and more deadly.

Cato was soon off to the academy, where he only really bonded with a girl and boy from district one, as well as an older boy from his district named Topaz. The latter later became a close friend of his.

During his time at the academy, Cato participated in hockey, breaking more than a few of his teammates' noses. He eventually became so competitive that he broke his teammate's neck, Pac died, and Cato was suspended for one week.

He spent most of his time lying on the couch, watching cartoons provided by the capitol. The majority of them included slashers and horror elements to further desensitize them. A few years passed and Cato had become one of the top students at the academy. That is, until a new girl enrolled in the academy and surpassed his score.

She had, of course, become a target for Cato; her overly competitive nature had piqued his interest the day she walked in and choked a boy with her own hands. Cato was closely trained by the head trainer, Brutus, and he took advantage of every night session and extra training session available to him, all of which helped him get closer to his goal.

Brutus soon became someone Cato trusted. The more they won, the more they received, and the more vicious and cold they were, the better. People did not smile there; it was perceived as provocative.

Cato had seen many academy members go to the games and volunteer, but few of them returned, dying in honor, their pictures hanging in the grand hall.

Knowing he would volunteer for the games as soon as he graduated from the academy, two years earlier than usual, at sixteen instead of eighteen, he would murder anyone who stood in his way, long before the games began. After he won the games, Cato was sure that he would live in the victor's village and live happily ever after, or so he believed.

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