I MET THE DEVIL IN THE WEST.

[thejanitor413]

Spoiler: over, and over. over.

EMPIRE CITY, 2007.

Half of Empire City has been closed off via the raising of the bridges after a recent pandemic outbreak rooting from contamination of everyday pharmaceuticals with a new illegal narcotic, being sold in the depths of hell, the crevices of a city held tightly by Satan's long, filed claws. A man is driven mad by the drug, so much so, he'll come for more, then more - then he'll lose his mind, he'll lose his habits. And he'll claim a piece of his neighbor's soul, as the Devil claims all of his. Frightening.

We center in on the half of Empire City not yet affected by the outbreak, and with news, information, tightly guarded - also blissfully unaware. We center in on a borough of Empire City, so ripe and fresh with quantities of crime, it couldn't tell you it's all coming apart because it can't see through the waves of dead, and ill consequence.

We center in on Rotchapel.

Home of Italian Crime Families, the Russian Mob, Triads/Yakuza, Eastern European muscle, Spanish drug pushers, Black Guns. All the best people, and their worst counterparts.

Not enough room on Earth, so they carved out a piece of hell and here is where we land.

applications are free-form, write as you please.
be sure to include OOC info, such as discord, steam and so on, methods of contact.

ALSO,

in your application, EXPRESS THE IMPORTANT OF THE ROLE YOU'RE WILLING TO TAKE THROUGH STARS.
* - small role, just incase you think you won't make it but express interest.
** - can make it for a few of the given days, or, can make it to all, just iffy on times of coming and going.
*** - LARGE ROLE. You can make it everyday, everywhere, players with this amount will get most attention and biggest roles.

this system is so we don't have to deal with important people not showing up, common stories will be written for those more concerned about their attendance, while major players are reserved for those who'll show.

be creative in your apps,

the guy who is writing himself as some albanian muscle fresh off the boat, or an italian wise guy just made is more likely to be accepted than just some average white american guy with no unique and discerning features.

and YES, this is a zombie apocalypse rp. the event will have 1-2 days set prior, and 1-2 set during/after.​

​

 

[thejanitor413]

THE GOOD,

Rotchapel Police, The Few.
(5/5)

COMMISIONER HOWARD LEUNG,
@bruzzo
SERGEANT QUINTON FAIRCLOUGH,
@Landon
OFFICER KENTO HOSHI,
@Chains
OFFICER DAVID KAY,
@Cocohop
OFFICER ELSIE MARSH
@Emi

THE BAD,

Twenty-Love, a Black/Spanish gang entourage from the heart of Rotchapel - known to party.
(1/3)

EDDIE 'SHOOTING STAR' RAMIREZ
@Doom Demon

+

THE JOURNEY, the attraction of EC, a Nighclub, it's staff and owner.
(3/3)

THEODORA KINGSLEY
@The Sniper
NAZIH HAITHAM
@TrueDiabeto
AMELIE ADELHEID
@M3ntal

+

Homeless persons, members of a crazed movement - the End of the World Disco. A party for the end times. Preaching extinction.
(3/3)

JOHN DOE,
@Omega
SHAQUILLE T. GNARLBURG,
@funger
LEONIDAS ARGO
@mmate88

+

$
A couple of Wealthy persons, poverty tourists, seeking a party worth their riches.
(1/2)

MR. EDWARD BLYTHE,
@HalfLife2CitizenMale09

THE UGLY.

SATAN'S CHOICE MC, reigning chaos in our streets.
(2/3)

BUTCH ARMSTRONG
@ramen
HAROLD WHITE
@Donavin Jones

~

(2/2)
A Japanese connection in the City, men seeking national trade.

TATUSO OKAMI,
@Marco
AOI AIKAWA
@alessiodoomboy

~

The Gavetti Crime Family, Italians trying to make the Commission.
(1/3)

BURT DISKANT, the wheelman
@MCG

+

(0/2)
Their Irish Muscle, men of Lost Cause.

~

The Russian Ivanov Mafiya, notorious immigrants.
(0/3)

+

(0/2)
Their unlikely allies, men of Balkans.

​

 

[thejanitor413]

THIS EVENT IS ALSO HIGHLY CENTERED AROUND WRITING STORIES FOR EVERYONE, PERSONALIZED.

so applications, unlike the last event, will be solo for each, no more group app responses, you'll be getting your own little forum convo to yo self now.

 

[MCG]

Question: when is it happening?

 

[thejanitor413]

Question: when is it happening?

Date will be worked around player schedules

 

[thejanitor413]

CURRENT NEEDS:
GOAL OF 30 PLAYERS

- 5 (minimum) POLICE APPS. (Max is 10)
- 10 (minimum) GANGER APPS. (Max is 15)
- 15 (minimum) CITIZEN APPS. (Max is infinite)

Apply for anyone, be a crooked cop, be some Russian ganger, or even be a recent divorcee trying to survive in a Concrete Jungle.

 

[Peryite]

Shaquille T. Gnarlburg
homeless Crack/amphetamine Addict
​

Shaquille has been homeless for 25 years, most of his adult life.
At a young age, he became addicted to hard drugs, thus leading him to a life of pain and agony.
Despite this, Shaquille has remained alive and - unsurprisingly - addicted to Methamphetamine and Crack Cocaine.
Due to his addictions, he's developed severe Schizophrenia along with a variable cornucopia of other mental health issues.
In spite of his lifestyle, he somehow remains physically capable of the various robberies and stick-ups he enacts on the good people of Empire City.

 

[Landon]

Sgt. Quinton Fairclough
** corrupt cop, coward, crook.

A beatcop known around Empire City as one of the few that'll turn a blind eye to any shady business, as long as the coin is shiny enough. Strangely enough, his rep sheet implies the opposite; a prissy boy hailing from a prestigious college somewhere in the United Kingdom.

Why he moved to take some dead-end job as a pig? Nobody knows, maybe to chase the American dream, maybe for something entirely different. What is known is that he's one of the youngest sergeants Empire City has to offer, and he's hellbent on playing the game until he's the one who wins.

Spoiler: OOC Info

OOC INFO:
Discord: gravelmuncher2000
Steam: https://steamcommunity.com/id/Iandon/

​

 

[bruzzo]

Detective Leung
Harbinger of law

The Bible tells us that the sins of the fathers are passed to succeeding generations.
The virtues of the fathers can be passed along, too.
**
-Norman Vincent Peale​

​

Kei Yeun Leung​

梁琪元

The ecstasy of gold​

In the latter half of the 19th century on the West Coast, amidst a shipment of labourers from the Far East, a boy barely big enough to fill his boots arrived. How he made it onboard the ship, nobody cared to find out. Parents, birthplace, or name? Irrelevant. The boy was willing to work, and so he did, sent to the railroads. Once they were fastened to California soil, he was out of work and following the path of others, he found himself 350 miles north of the city of angels. The boy, now a man had gotten the name Leung Kei Yeun by his peers. "Leung, the first jade", in a homage to his nebulous background, was dubbed the first of a new legacy. Instead of bolting steel into the soil, he turned shoemaker, fastening soles. Eventually, Kei Yeun moved to the East Coast to start his own business, settling in Empire City's Chinatown. He went on to father five sons.​

Hing Wan 'Tony no Toes' Leung​

梁興芸

Overthrow Qing, Restore Ming​

Growing up in the early 20th century, Leung Hing Wan, better known as 'Tony no Toes', the youngest son of seven, broke from the Leungs' hard-working history. Surrounded by benevolent organizations, he found himself amongst one of them during the dying strokes of a brutal dispute between the HSA and CMA, which is where he landed his nickname. In a public shoot-out outside an HSA-affiliated laundromat, Hing Wan shot himself in the foot amidst the chaos. As one of the few to survive the altercation, he managed to limp his way out of the law's grasp, going on to continue his illegitimate ways until he finally had his big sleep. He died from tuberculosis, having outlived all his blood and sworn brothers. He fathered two out of his five sons, the others doomed to bastardome.​

Howard Leung​

梁芸韜​

​

Excellence in mediocracy​

Born somewhere within the mid to late 20th century, Howard held a lot of the shame of his father's sins, even hatred for him. Early on, he swore to go against the path which the man before him paved. He celebrated when the old man's lungs gave out, and rejoiced in the dying breath of the community's deplorable past. Unlike those who came before, his name holds little to no meaning, much like the people around him. Michael, David, John, James, Robert. They're nothing but a way to designate you from the masses. Howard went on to join the Empire City police department once he graduated and made a career out of it, becoming one of the boys in blue, nothing else.​

​

Spoiler: OOC

Steam: bruzzo
Discord: .zhanaozen

 

[HalfLife2CitizenMale09]

EDWARD BLYTHE
**Chief Executive Officer
"Cash is King."


​

Lucrative businessman, Entrepreneur, CEO of the 8th largest Pharmaceutical Company in the Continental United States. All accurate phrases, all points of fame, all points to make a man's ego inflate. Not that you'd ever say that last part to the man's face, lest he blow up in one of his oft-rumored fits of anger so common in the tabloids.

The man's life story has been chronicled in numerous business related mediums, from his upbringing from the renowned Blythe family, which itself is known for its near universal business related endeavors, with Edward no exception, to his initial foray as a mere clerk at a pharmacy, to his ruthless climb to the top of the metaphorical business ladder. As he would say, the specifics of his rise to modest fame aren't necessary to learn, what is important are the undeniable results.

His business, widely known for distributing all manner of medical equipment and substances, as been a major force in the sector, has long reigned amongst it's peers as a juggernaut of business. Though that isn't to say it's been without controversy. Discontent with his ruthless business practices have sprung up again and again, but through the power of a select few investments in areas of particular interest, he and his company have managed to maintain themselves as a integral part of the economy, despite the naysayers and their slanderous rumors.

But even those at the top can fall, as Edward is finding out firsthand. A ripple effect from circumstances outside his carefully crafted empire's strict control has begun to devastate it. Boycotts, Inflammatory news reports, a metaphorical floodgate has been broken, and there's no stopping the tide. As his work buckles and threatens to crumble around him, the CEO, normally content to sit in his ivory tower and manage his work has deemed it necessary to take a hands on approach. Despite the wishes of numerous advisors and the board of directors, Blythe intends to enter the city streets to root out the cause personally.

But things in the city aren't as comfortable as an office...


OOC INFO:
Steam: Mr. Calcium
Discord: Justanotherguardthatexists

 

[Marco]

***







𝐓𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐨 𝐎𝐤𝐚𝐦𝐢. 𝐋𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐒𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐞, 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐨, 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐔𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐬, 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐢𝐧.

​

---

𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐩𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝.

𝐀 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲, 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐩 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐫. 𝐇𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲. 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨-𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐰𝐧, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐒𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬.



𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝, 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐞-𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝, 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤-𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐒𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬. 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞.
​

𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐍𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐎𝐤𝐚𝐦𝐢, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐲𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐧 𝐉𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐧, 𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐩 𝐭𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠. 𝐇𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐀𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐚. 𝐋𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐮𝐱𝐮𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞. 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐟𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧, 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝

𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐓𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐨. 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡.
​

---

---

𝐓𝐨𝐝𝐚𝐲, 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐠𝐞. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐠𝐞...

𝐇𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲.

Spoiler: OOC

Steam name: Marco
Discord Name: marco.

 

[Omega]

John Doe
The Oracle Pariah
“Long have I warned of the end times- Satan’s army taking ahold of both living and dead. Repent, my fellow man- for soon my visions shall soon come to fruition. Christ is amongst us, neighbors, and in His wake He leaves the Damned. Those who haven’t accepted Him, even as He walks this Earth.”

One of John’s many drawings

Long has John lived the life of homelessness- being taken into police custody several times now for public intoxication for the past 10 to 20 years, each time only giving the name “John”. It’s suspected John has several undiagnosed illnesses, mainly due to his assertion over the past few decades that he is a reincarnation of John the Baptist himself. A “leading” figure of piety amongst the homeless, he’s often found trying (and failing) to preach to his fellow street dweller, his assertion of the end times coming being the central focus of his ranting and raving.
That was, until the state-wide lockdown from this pandemic. The grim picture John had been painting with his words had begun to reflect reality. Or rather, reality reflected his words, with what little information about the actual outbreak Rotchapel has heard. Now, the people await news of what the future may hold with bated breath, the same lone figure wandering the streets at night, preaching of the end times to come.

Spoiler: OOC

Discord: agemorb
Steam: Omega

​

 

[thejanitor413]

THE GOOD,

Rotchapel Police, The Few.
(0/5)

THE BAD,

Twenty-Love, a Black/Spanish gang entourage from the heart of Rotchapel - known to party.
(0/3)

+

THE JOURNEY, the attraction of EC, a Nighclub, it's staff and owner.
(0/3)

+

Homeless persons, members of a crazed movement - the End of the World Disco. A party for the end times. Preaching extinction.
(0/2)

+

$
A couple of Wealthy persons, poverty tourists, seeking a party worth their riches.
(0/2)



THE UGLY.

SATAN'S CHOICE MC, reigning chaos in our streets.
(0/3)

~

(0/2)
A Japanese connection in the City, men seeking national trade.

~

The Gavetti Crime Family, Italians trying to make the Commission.
(0/3)

+

(0/2)
Their Irish Muscle, men of Lost Cause.

~

The Russian Ivanov Mafiya, notorious immigrants.
(0/3)

+

(0/2)
Their unlikely allies, men of Balkans.

​

ROSTER HAS BEEN UPDATED.

I am aware people we're sort've struggling with creativity of characters, so, I added all groups you can apply for, APPLY FOR ONE OF THESE FACTIONS.

(I also made them based around already applied characters)

 

[Cocohop]

David Kay - RPD SWAT **

'Saint Michael, watch over us.'
​

A pacifist.

That's how David Kay began.

His father was a priest in the local church in Los Angeles. His mother a school teacher. One could argue that David had the perfect upbringing.
'Thou shall not kill' His father drilled into his head, over and over again.

He wouldn't even participate in school fights, much less start one. By all means, as he was about to graduate, it seemed that his path for a bright and normal career was paved.

Nobody particularly knows why, but instead of applying for University, he instead joined the LAPD. And when asked, he simply shrugged and went 'I want to help people.'

Chastised by his parents and relatives, he cared not. He worked diligently as a beat cop, and a particularly good arrest against an Italian Mafia member called Guido Rosso brought him to the attention of the local District Attorney.

He wasn't the sharpest of shooters, nor the most agile, or the strongest. His diligence in filing the paperwork, handling the suspect, and ensuring things are as by-the-book as they could be led to a recommendation. A few days later, he was offered the opportunity to join the Special Weapons And Tactics Division.

His Catholic upbringing, his tendency to read the bible during mission briefings, and his strict adherence to the book caused issues between himself and the other members of SWAT. He knew this, and he was actively working on it.

Too little, too late. The phone call was made, and the papers signed. Soon enough, he found himself transferred to a whole new state under the guise of a promotion to the rank of Sergeant. He would have his own squad, they said.

And so, David Kay finds himself serving in the RPD as an ESU Sergeant. Kicking doors, and making arrests.

By the book, of course.





OOC:
Steam & Discord: Cocohop

 

[thejanitor413]

First Wave of apps will be reviewed tomorrow night.

Get them in today or tomorrow before then.

 

[Chains]

Kento Hoshi

ECPD SWAT

A star, struggling to shine in the darkness.



Kento joined the ECPD as soon as he graduated high school, drriven by the memory of his father, a Japanese immigrant to Empire City who was killed by the local Yakuza for refusing to give kick ups to the local Daimyo when he was in the 8th grade. Kento is driven by a burning desire to prevent what happened to his father from happening to anyone else in the city, and to find some way to avenge his father during his time in the ECPD SWAT team. He has realized however, that this soon may not be possible. Whispers have circulated the Police Department: that the upper brass have been shaken by something to their very core- that the brass is suppressing the circulation of certain reports that have come in. Kento believes the reports to be credible- that something is wrong in the city. He's seen it through the increased amount of aggravated assault calls, through the recent increase in police involved shootings, in the faces of the officers involved in these calls and shootings- He knows something is wrong. His thoughts are preoccupied with the possible scenarios that could explain these phenomenon- and what he will have to do in response to these scenarios. He is struggling to answer these questions with a proper balance between his duty to the people as a Police Officer, and his duty to his father- and he knows the coming days will either balance or tip the scales in favor of one of these duties. He only hopes that whatever way the scales tip, they tip in the right direction.



​

 

[Doom Demon]

Eddie Ramirez

Some former working class guy turned hobo. Now he's preaching about 'Armageddon' or 'the end of the world'. Fuckin' looney.​

 

[Emi]

Officer Elsie Marsh - ECPD ** (*** depending on event dates)


Elsie Marsh was born in the Empire City in the later end of the twentieth century on a freezing afternoon in late November as the first and only child of Noah and Isabel Marsh. Her mother a former EMT now registered nurse and her father a former firefighter, Elsie was raised encircled by individuals from the emergency services in both her parents and family friends, immersing her formative years in a group of people with many singularly shared ethics and outlooks of morality.

Growing up and into her teenage years she demonstrated one defining characteristic above all others, not academic, as she scarcely demonstrated excellence in her schooling, but in her dedication and pursuit of the ethics she had been raised with. Among those in her social circles she had long since become known as someone that was willing to help, and this trait soon extended beyond those immediately in her life when, introduced through a school project, she began regularly volunteering with local food drives and charities. Elsie held the highest of virtues to be pursued in the idea of helping her community, and the people in it prosper and thrive, and set for herself a goal in seeking to achieve that end.

Her highschool graduation approached quickly, and it came time for her to select and pursue a path in life. Among her family her mother and father vied with each other to lead her down the same steps they had taken at her age, a conflict years long and scarcely with signs of a winner, however it was neither path she'd choose to pursue. Elsie wasn't blind to the criminality of the place of her birth, and had seen firsthand the descent into madness caused by the ever expanding drug epidemic and the ramifications such horrors had had on people's lives. Knowing that she herself was deeply fortunate to have not had her life thrown astray as it was, and with a desire to aid her community in a different way than what her mother and father had already accomplished, she enrolled into a program to achieve her associates in Criminal Justice and Law Enforcement and took her entrance exam.

Years later, with her degree in hand and all requirements satisfied, Elsie continued on in the process of becoming an officer. Passing the necessary exams, satisfying the requirements of the medical screening, and completing all tenants of the fitness test, she carried on into the Empire City Police Department as a Recruit Officer. In the present day she is a full blown officer of the department and pursuing placement in the ESU. Unshakeable and determined, she strives to the ethics of her upbringing in all she does, and despite the difficulties of her career, prays that she succeeds in embodying the words she swore to,

Protect and Serve.

Spoiler: OOC Information

Discord - Emi M
Steam - Solstice

 

[The Sniper]

Spoiler: Hottest joint in Empire City

Theodora Kingsley

The illusive and distinguished owner of The Journey; the number one nightclub of Empire City.

The background of Empire City's star is one in the shadows.

Files that mention her have either been put to secrecy by powerful friends at the top or gone missing.

The Queen of the Middle; her position makes her a meddler between the powerful at the top and the powerful at the bottom.

But there is more than meets the eye of this esoteric Nightclub owner.

Perhaps more than what is bargained for those who seek to find out what..


Looking for a good time out?

Why not swing by The Journey

and rock till the end of the world.​

 

[ramen]

"It wasn't my first choice.. But God damn, it seems like it'll be my last.."

Butch "Tiny" Armstrong
A gargantuan biker, with a large bike to match. A red-head with a long, ginger beard.
Merciless, vengeful. A man who doesn't like to be fucked with.

Now stranded in Empire City, in the midst of an apocalypses.

Will he continue to fight only for his MC?
Or, will he team with unlikely allies to survive these trying times?​