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<:: Xander Boyd ::>

Kawakun

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<:: Xander Boyd | Working Class Citizen ::> <:: Scanner Produced Image ::>
███████ = Classified (To Prevent Metagame)


NAME: Xander Boyd
D.O.B: ███████
Birthplace: ███████
Nationality: American-Korean
Civil Priority: Low, Standard Working Class Citizen
Civil Compliance Level: 1565460550183.png (Full Scale; V.High Compliance - 1565460709339.png - V.Low Compliance)
Description: Male, noticeably of Eastern-Asian descent, although having an audibly native-sounding American accent, opposing the belief that he is 100% of Asian descent. Black coloured scruffy hair covers his head, with sharp eyes and moderately sized lips. His appearance pairs with his demeanour, appearing roughed up and all-around quite crummy. Various regions of his face, including his left cheek, chin, and right eye have been visibly damaged, with mainly 1st-degree burns, some small cuts, and bruising. He looks to be in his younger years, approximately 19-25 years of age, judging by his appearance and higher pitch of voice. In opposition to his 'rough n' tough' presentation, Xander can be a bit of a coward in certain situations, a duality not commonly seen by the many people who know him, since he tries his best to not delve into deep amounts of trouble, albeit quite poorly, due to his quite careless behaviour under some circumstances.
Occupation Pre-Union Takeover: N/A.

Education Pre-Union Takeover: ████████
Post-Union Affiliation:
N/A.

<:: Extra Information ::>

Known Traits: Occasional asshole, extrovert, quite sociable, not-so-occasional nice guy, heavy drinker, party animal, action seeker.
Sexuality: Straight Male

Likes/Interests: A music fanatic; writes songs in his spare time, loves alcohol, loves spending lots of his time outside, and taking long strolls around the city from time to time. Enjoys taking in the scenery around him.
Dislikes: Garlic bread, long periods of remaining indoors, aliens, people who serve him garlic bread, the cold, bright lights, loud noises, rain, getting wet.
Known Languages: Korean, English
Religious Beliefs: Atheist
Zodiac Sign: ████████

<:: Backstory ::>

Born in ████████, ████████, USA, Xander grew up being quite the odd one out of the community around him. To start off; he was of a very unique nationality, and even quite the unique name compared to everyone else he had grown up with and this is what made him 'quite the odd one out'. His differences had him make a decent amount of friends, alongside enemies, he'd be a regular target for the rowdy behaved kids in school but wasn't too phased by it. He was a single child and lived with his two parents, Lacey Jeong and John Boyd, for a few years until they eventually divorced, and split apart, leaving Xander with his father, visiting his mother from time to time. As he grew up he slowly became interested in producing music, and songwriting. He'd begin writing up ideas for songs during the time he had at home, and eventually, turn them into his own little productions, it was what he enjoyed doing, a way of passing the time for him. Growing older, eventually, the infamous Xen invasion and 7-hour war had affected his life quite drastically, alongside others'. He started to change, he missed his home, his family, his friends, everything he had known pre-war, it was taken away from him and more likely than not gone forever. Learning to adapt to the new environment over time, Xander had changed as a person, not for the better either, as he'd gradually turn into quite the asshole, and begin to make a lot of regrettable decisions in his life. Eventually, he had just gotten used to this behaviour, leading to him facing a lot of troubling situations. Some of his past self still persists, as he enjoys to write songs with the spare time he has, basing them around his current struggles in life, a way to vent for him.

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"I'll be seein' ya' soon"

 
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Edit: Reading back over this, I feel like it could've been done better. I may be making changes, improvements and additions in the near future. I'll update here if I make any.
 
Thank you so much! I really tried my best to put a lot of work into visual elements of this biography, so this makes my day :)
 


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<:: <̪:͛̆̎ͮͪ: ̲̱̹͕̿ͪ͗͂Է͈̲̓ͥI̵̊̉ͤͥ̅̅ΓE̥͙͈ ̠ͦƧ̮͈͇̝̯̀̌ͭͨ̅ꓵ̛̝̥ͧ͒CC͉̺͍̱̖Ẽ҉̳Ƨ̰̰͚͍͉͓̓̋̊͊ͫ̚Ƨ̢̌͛̍͛Է̵̩̱͍͆̓͌ͩͅꓵ̬͙̣̑̓̂͠Γ͖͢Γ҉̬͍̯̩̹⅄̯̭̝͈͎̭̀͆̂͊̿ͩ͊ͅ ͠Γ̖̠͚̟̩̦͔̅͋͗ͨͬͣ̆͘OⱯ̵̓ͧD̟̹͍̻̩̤̙̾̓̌̀͋́ͤE̼̣͍̤D͐̎̓ͥ ̢:͉̬̣̎̔ͭ͠:͖̤̉͒͘>͢

" H-HḘ̩̤͟ llo, is this thing on?"
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"I've ɑϝϝɑϝcμԍq a phot̰̲̪̮̼͋̎̀͗̚õ̦ to this tape, I have no FUck͝ḭ̖͇̺̞̟̜n̰̰̂̚g clue what's g-g-g-g-g-g- *BRZZRTSHH* going on right noʍ"

*The faint ambience of wind and rain pattering against the windows, is heard in the distance, followed by several thundering roars, crackled by the audio*

*Talking to someone* "You s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-sE̹̫̗̭̤͕̖ͭ́͋̌ͧ̃̃ê̦̲̺͊ͪ͞ě̔̏E͉̩͙̖ͣͤͯͫ̕E̹̥̮̘̩e̗̰͎̫̘̬͍͟E that fuckin' thing ri-right there?"

...
...

*A faint, garbled voice in the background seemingly replies with "Yeah man"*

"Just w͍ḣ̇ͫ̈́͑͂̃ȅ̺̠͎͙͕͍͂̐̍̉̄n- w͍ḣ̇ͫ̈́͑͂̃ȅ̺̠͎͙͕͍͂̐̍̉̄n- w͍ḣ̇ͫ̈́͑͂̃ȅ̺̠͎͙͕͍͂̐̍̉̄n- w͍ḣ̇ͫ̈́͑͂̃ȅ̺̠͎͙͕͍͂̐̍̉̄n -w͍ḣ̇ͫ̈́͑͂̃ȅ̺̠͎͙͕͍͂̐̍̉̄n I thought things couldn't get any WoR҉͉̘̱̟̰̯̺ se"

"After that alien invasion shit, now-now we gotͨͯ̔̒ͥ͒̐͏̩͚͚̤̰̯̟ṱ a put up with this...?"

*The audio here gets completely garbled and distorted, lasting 5 minutes*

"-couldn't it get any- any- co̊̽̈́ͪ̃ͩ̇u̦͓͍̫̠ͅl͏̹d͙̬̰̝̻̊ͦ̔̄ͦn̰̭͙̋͑̀'̫̲̘̰̝̦͋͂̈ͬ̂͗͠t҉ ̜͍̪̙͓̺̏ͨ̾̄ͬͨg̶̮̣̙̘̓̆͛̚e͖̙ͭ͗t̫͇̖̫̲ͧ̃ͮͩ̂ aͬ͜ͅny͕̤̠̾ͤ̈ ̢͙̰̤̂̈́ͦẘ̴̠͍̭ͪͪo҉̗̟̻͔r̖͆sẹ̵̖̭͖͚͇ ̤͇͈̪̲̺̾̾͆̽͋́t̯̘h҉a̼̱̲ͮͣ̍n̈́ ̊̏̇̏̀͒t̨̜͍̫̼̬̭̝̊̈̉̋ͥ̉͌h͎̳̠̹ͧ̈́̈́ͧ͡i̸͛̀s͐̂҉̼.. "

*muffled voices in the distance*

"Yeah man, they've been appearing-appearing-appearing-app̗e̗̥̱͎̫̫͚̎̓̽͌̾͊ͩ͞a̽ͬ͊̎ͦr̾͋͂ͬ̓ͬͬi͡n̼͐ģ̣̖̏̑ *BGSTSHHZZZ* all oʌԍʁ the world, 'parently"

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*A colossal boom shakes their surroundings, followed by an ear-piercing ringing sound*

"WHA T ꓕ͏̣͔͇̲̜̮ͅĤ̰̺͙̙̝̌ͣ͆̈́E ̦̙ͥ̂͠Է͌ͥͦͩ͂͌ꓵ͇͔͎̣̣̹̣̒̌̿ͫͣ͛̅͘CK̤̣̹̱"



*All of a sudden, multiple humming sounds become audible, distant, yet noticeably loud*

*The audio is a garbled mess for about 30 seconds*

*As the audio goes from static and other unpleasant noises to coherent sounds, gunfire and explosions, which slowly emerge in the background, all clear as day, almost as if whatever was forming in the distance were interfering with the audio technology, sirens suddenly blare in the distance*



*A distant voice is heard, yelling with a clear and urgent tone "EVERYONE GET TO THE BASEMENT NOW"*

*This is followed by numerous footsteps bolting away into the distance*

*Only the ambient sounds of the ongoing war remain*

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*The audio suddenly comes to a halt, seems like either the battery died or the device had got destroyed in the midst of the war*


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Just to clarify, the voice on the tape is Xander, just to avoid confusion ;)
 
I'm glad that Tesla got me subbed to this thread. This stuff is actually quite immersive. Big ups!(y)
 
:: TAPE INSERTED ::

:: > LOADING...

:: > LOADING...

:: > NOW PLAYING; Record_23 - "그녀를 위해 " (For Her)




A picture seemed to have been attached to the case of the cassette...

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A simple plastic box filled with tape, containing the memory of a past long gone.

As the tape is released from the player, it's turned around, revealing a note stuck on the back, but yet... it's incomplete, only a few words are written, for some reason...

"내 사랑,

당신은 나에게 세상을 의미, 널 잃고 싶지 않아, 아니-"

("My love,

You mean the world to me, I don't ever want to have to leave you, no-")

It appears as though this song could have been written for someone. Most likely a person he had been in a relationship with in the past. Nothing else is to be revealed by the tape.

...

Could there be more?
 
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<:: PRINTING PHOTOGRAPH ::>

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<:: PRINTED "100402 CITY 08 SCANNER CAPTURE - HIGH DEFINITION" ::>

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<:: "Individual is (civil protection code)" ::>

*Dispatch can be heard talking to the CP, what it says is unclear*

<:: "Copy that" ::>

*Beep*

CP A: <:: *Audible sigh through CP's mask* "Scheduled for relocation to City ██, it's his last chance before he's exiled and amputated." ::>

CP A: <:: "I'm sick of this shit, why does HE get let off so many times, he burned down a fuckin' car for fuck's sake." ::>

CP B: <:: "Calm it now, if he does any stupid shit again he's gonna be fucked anyway" ::>

CP A: <:: "Hrmm.." ::>

CP B: <:: "In a way, I feel kinda' bad for the guy, he's going through some shit y'know?" ::>

CP A: <:: "Bastard could choose a better way to deal with it..." ::>

CP B: <:: "It was a fuckin' old car, who cares about some shitty abandoned vehicle?" ::>

CP A: <:: "Trust me, if it were anyone else, they'd be face to face with one of these.". ::>

*CP A pulls out his unloaded USP Match, aiming it toward the CP B*

CP B: <:: "Fuckin' hell dude, be careful there's surveillance all around this place, they'll think you're rogue or some shit... ::>

CP A: <:: "Eh- Well my point still stands, Mr Boyd is one lucky son of a bitch." ::>

CP B: <:: "It's not really luck, anyone who would've done that would meet the same punishment, relocation IS a punishment, it's not like he just gets let off for no reason." ::>

CP A: <:: "What about the numerous times he's done shit in the past and met the same 'punishment'." ::>

CP B: <:: "Don't you remember that once incident where he was literally about to get amputated but his 'friend' owned up to something Xander.... probably did? ::>

CP A: <:: "Yeah, I still don't get how they believed that shit, because I'm almost certain it was him... "::>

CP B: <:: "Most of us were, and I was a bit sceptical, it's just that dispatch gave us orders to take in the other guy instead." ::>

CP A: <:: "Really?..." ::>

CP B: <:: "Yeah, we couldn't do much about it, you should've remembered anyway, you heard it all." ::>

CP A: <:: "I never really paid attention at the time, didn't interest me." ::>

CP B: <:: "Sounds like you..." ::>

CP A: <:: "So this is his last warning?" ::>

CP B: <:: "Yep." ::>

CP A: <:: "Fucker's screwed, trust me." ::>

CP B: <:: "Maybe, I think he's changed though, he can still be an ass but he hasn't had a beating for a good week and his behaviour is changing, even helped out during a shift a few days ago." ::>

CP A: <:: "Probably just wanted the rewards." ::>

CP B <:: "Well, whatever the case, he is definitely changing." ::>

CP A: <:: "If he's gonna change he's got to change quickly because it's his last chance since he's being sent away tomorrow." ::>

CP B: <:: "What time is he being extracted?" ::>

CP A: <:: "Like, uh... 3 AM or some shit." ::>

CP B: <:: "Gonna be an early wake for him, heh." ::>

*Dispatch interrupts the conversation, it commands something*

CP B: <:: "Uh...copy that." ::>

CP A: <:: "Copy that, we're (cp code) to that (cp code) now." ::>

*Beep*

CP B: <:: "Alright, les' go, we got another one." ::>

CP A: <:: "Right behind you." ::>

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Very nice. Swan will flap wings in approval
 
Edit: Removed that horrendous relocation ticket design from before and replaced.
 
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