Name: Chase Raisel
Age:
25
Height: 6'2
Weight: 155
Occupation: Used to be
in the Mob, now is jobless but lives off of 'retirement
money'
Appearance/Clothes
Chase is 6'2" tall, has green eyes
and short spiked dirty blond hair. He is very strong from his brief time
in the mob, but the suits that he wears covers it up. He normally has a soft
expression which looks more optomistic. Due to not having to do most of the more
greusome and heartless jobs he's been spared the moral and emotional torture
which shapes the outside as well. He has a long scar on his chest from a knife
fight he got into once.
Chase has a few outfits, but being in the
mob for a while he's adopted the mobster look of a crisp new looking black suit,
blue tie, and shiney balck shoes. He also has other suits of different color,
but other than nice ironed suits and shiney shoes he just has only a few normal
shirts and jeans.
History:
Chase lived in a nice household with
his parents and older brother. While young, Chase became friends with a friend
of his parents who was a scholar and teacher, so Chase got a head start on his
learning than the other kids.
His older brother was named
Misu, and near high school he'd frequently be gone, and sometimes Chase would
catch him sneaking into his room with a wad of cash, so naturally Chase
inquired. That was the beggining of Chase's relationship with the mob. Chase
began with Misu, using their boyish charm and 'innocence' to gather information
off the streets, and to make thefts that only a small kid could do.
After a while Misu was quickly promoted using his charisma
and strategic planning. Chase rose slowly, but was used for his ideas. Before
Chase was incorperated fully into the mob's dirty dealings himself his brother
made the top, and was the mob boss (Due to the unfortunate event of the old
boss' death). His brother quickly put Chase at his side, and Chase was allowed
not to go on the more gruesome jobs, and so was saved the emotional
scarring.
But during his time he became proficeint with
knives and became very strong due to his brawls (With the other mobsters for
'fun' and on the job).
When Chase reached 25 he decided that he
didn't want to be in the mob, it was becoming more and more dirty and dark, and
Chase wanted out before he was stuck in. Misu reluctantly agreed, expressing his
"dissapointment" but Chase didn't change his mind, so Misu let him go with a lot
of 'retirement money' as he called it. Chase got out, but all the while he still
felt the mob's long arm around his shoulder, and knew he wasn't out for
good.
Weapons:
- A knife that he always carries in his boot,
just in case
- A Pistol that he always carries around, a habit from the mob,
but he is very good at concealing it, so no one can tell it's there.
- Two
Tommy Guns which he keeps at his apartment. He likes these the best of all
because of the terror it inflicts upon people (So he usually gets people to
'cooperate', he doesn't like killing, despite being in the
mob)
Personality:
He is very caring at times, but very serious
at others. He usually is serious out in the normal day, then at night he relaxes
out. He is somewhat optomistic and likes to laugh, but it had been a little
marred by the mob. During his time in the mob he learned to fight very well due
to the many fight's he's gotten into there.
Name: Adrian Thurston
Age:
27
Occupation: Bartender
Theme Song: Dunno
yet
Appearance: The 6-foot blonde guy with semi-wavy hair. While
working the long hours with Chloe he's seen in khaki pants and an apron, with a
towel slung over his shoulder. He's Angel-give-him-a-cookie skinny, but is no
pushover.
Personality: He likes people, that's why he got such a
job serving so many. He enjoys talking to the people who work at his bar, since
they come from all over. Since he must operate a business and works where people
tend to get far drunk, Adrian keeps a trusty .45 underneath the counter. He
wouldn't use it unless he had to.
Other Notes
He has a violin
case full of handguns hidden behind the stage in case anyone tries to rob the
place or things in general get nasty.
Name: Chloe Avarielle Mairead
Name Meaning:
verdant and blooming ; small, strong woman; pearl
Age:
24
Occupation: Singer and part-time waitress at the “Java Jazz”
jazzhouse
If She Had a Theme Song, It’d Be: “Short Skirt Long
Jacket” by Cake
Appearance: Chloe is of decidedly average height,
standing at approximately 5’6” in her bare feet. She has a complexion that is
just shy of being honey-colored; her hair is a burnished red-orange that looks
closer to brown. She has vibrant blue eyes and longish lashes. Her body shape is
pear-like, being small on top with somewhat wide hips and a bit of body fat all
over. She usually wears a short flapper-style dress with heeled shoes. When
she’s waitressing, she wears a little apron over her clothes. Her most common
accessories are a flower behind one ear and perhaps an anklet or earrings, but
you’ll rarely ever see her without her long pearl necklace. She wears it doubled
around her neck and usually only takes it off to sleep or bathe. Another staple
of her wardrobe is her full-length trenchcoat. It was originally a man’s jacket,
but someone paid to get it altered for her. (She wears mens’ clothing an awful
lot and occasionally borrows things from her close male friends.) While she
probably fits most people’s definitions of “pretty”, she is not what people call
“beautiful”, and gets a little touchy when people compliment her by calling her
as such.
Personality: Chloe is a rather practical person, being
fairly concerned about doing what’s “logical” rather than what feels best. She’s
more than a bit jaded about the world around her due to the events of her life.
Nothing terribly traumatic happened to her, but she’s become less naive and more
worldly because of it. (After all, living on just above minimum wage will do a
decent deal of damage to one’s rose-colored glasses.) Sometimes she comes off as
being bitter or an “ice queen”, but she’s really not. She’s just very cautious
about who she puts her faith in and what she says. She’s not comfortable with
saying how she feels directly, but she often hints at what she’s thinking
through her actions. She has a wry sense of humor, but she does like to laugh. A
bit of her softer side still exists within her; she hasn’t repressed it, but
she’s careful about who sees it. She trusts her close friends deeply and relies
upon their friendship more than she’d like to admit. She is happiest when with
friends or singing, and she gets angriest when people start useless fights. Her
alliance lies with the Starstruck Dynamos, mostly because she knows them pretty
well and thinks the Guns of Lucifer are just being
belligerent.
Likes: thunderstorms; strawberries and cream when she
can afford it; sweet champagne; men’s clothing
Dislikes: waiflike
women; overly macho men; meaningless conflicts or arguments; bad singers
Name: Bowen Donaghue
Nicknames: Bo, Beau, Angel Fingers
Age:
26
Birthplace: Youngstown, Ohio
Hair Color: Dark Brown
Eye Color:
Green-Hazel
Bowen was brought up like a country boy, always working
hard and earning what he has. He's been into his music as long as he can
remember, playing multiple instruments, with a sharp ear, and deep passion. He's
mannered, and articulate, sometimes quiet and thoughtful, but when you get him
started, he'll talk to you like he'd been stifled for fifty years. He's mischief
and comical, with boyish charm. He loves to make people smile. Just dont get on
his bad side, or you'll have a violent encounter. He'll make you want want to
scream, just sitting there puffing a cigar, with his hat tipped low - he wont
say a word, but you can feel his rage through his glare. But if you're lucky
enough to have earned his trust, and affection, he's a loving, loyal friend.
He's been in Chicago for about two years now, and had immediately gotten a job
as a nightime musician for his skill at the piano, and a voice that earns him
more attention than he ever intended. He works as a stockboy at a nearby
convenience shop during the day, in order to afford to live.
Appearence: Always clean shaven, and smelling like cologne he
most likely can't afford. He typically wears button down collared shirts, with
the sleeves rolled up when he's at his instrument, a loosened tie, black slacks,
garters, black socks and leather shoes. He also has an unhealthy love for his
low brimmed fedora.
Likes: women, cuban cigars, Chopin, rain
Dislikes:
confrontations with excessively drunk people (when he himself isn't drunk),
cocky musicians, dirt