The Golden Phoenixes ~Private Roleplay~

Street fighting in Constance City is very common. There are so many people who participate that the authorities can't do anything about it, and have given up trying. Street fighting has grown, and now people are fighting in groups of three, the supposed magical number. Most of the groups aren't very harmful, but the really good ones own entire sections of the city, and rule their domains with angry vengeance.

The Golden Phoenix is probably the most powerful of the street fighting groups in the history of the city. Powerful, ruthless and cunning, they beat every foe with a brutal ease. There are many who want to take down the Phoenixes… but for one problem.

No one knows who the members are. They are always masked, and disguise their voices. So no one knows who they are. Any of them.

It's become quite a problem, as the Golden Phoenixes now owns most of the city. And many people, powerful people, want the name and the fame. They are willing to do anything to get the Phoenixes… anything.

But first, they have to find out who they are.

And it won't be easy.

We will be playing the members of the Golden Phoenixes. Make up as much as you want about them

• andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer)’s rules apply.
• I do not give a single fuck what you say in terms of language. Except that you can’t say racial slurs.
• I’m going to go ahead and put up a warning for excessive gore and violence. This is gonna be angsty as hell, if we play our cards right.
• Put! Effort! In! Be active! I’m really rooting for this RP to not die.
• Got ideas? Put ‘em in. You can clear them with me if they’re brutal, but otherwise? Just try to worm them in.
• I’d prefer to avoid anything explicitly sexual, sorry.
• Shipping is absolutely allowed. In fact, I welcome it with open arms.
• These characters will be college age, between 18 and 22. Please keep that in mind.

[] @PrettyLittlePyro - Doctor Insanity (Fenrir Hunt)
[] @Heterological - Blaze (Winter Amaraxo)
[] Meow - The Crimson Feather (Amber Willow Carnelian)

(You can add links to this! Actually, it’s encouraged!)
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NAME (FULL): Winter Amaraxo
GENDER: Male
AGE: 21
SEXUALITY: Asexual
OCCUPATION: Protection/revenge
CODE NAME: Blaze
GROUP AFFILIATION: Golden Phoenixes

APPEARANCE: White hair and golden-brown eyes, he is sorta muscular and is of average size.

General face claim (links only!):
Height/Weight: 68.5"/185 Ibs
Build: Ecto-Mesomorph
Skin tone: Olive
Face shape: Oval
Hair color: Cotton Ball White #f2f7fd
Eye color: Yellow-brown
Hair texture: Slightly sandy but thick
Hairstyle/cut: Cut short and cropped
Facial Hair: None
Noticeable marks: Scar on the right palm in the shape of a jagged line
Piercings(?): None
Clothing style: Black, grey, orange, gold, and yellow are the only colors he wears
Preferred weapons(?): Knives and pistols are his jam
PERSONALITY: He likes having fun, but is brutal in the ring. He's pretty pragmatic, and almost never gives up. He's a master at controlling emotions and strategy.

Traits: Pragmatic, Stubborn, Humor, Intelligent
Fears: His reputation, heights
Likes: winning, fighting, chess
Dislikes: losing, heights
Strengths: strategy, melee combat, and short-ranged combat
Weaknesses: heights, long-ranged combat
Hobbies: reading, chess
Talents: hand-to-hand, knife, strategy, and pistols
BACKGROUND: His parents died from an old gang, and he survived, hiding. He joined a different gang, and after training, he quickly became a leader and crusaded the old gang, killing everyone. He quit and started streetfighting, which he was good at.

Family: None
Pets?: None
Social Class: Lower Middle
Country of Origin: America
Other:
STATS…
(Note, rate these from 1-20)

Strength:17
Speed: 19
Intelligence: 20
Wisdom: 19
Dexterity: 16
Charisma: 9
Constitution: 18

NAME: Amber Willow Carnelian
GENDER: Female
AGE: 19
SEXUALITY: Bisexual, leans towards female
OCCUPATION: Florist
CODE NAME: The Crimson Feather(Crimson)
GROUP AFFILIATION: Golden Phoenixes

APPEARANCE:
General face claim:
Height/Weight: 170 cm, 143 lbs
Build: Strong and balanced, somewhere between mesomorph and ectomorph
Skin tone: Porcelain, but with warmer undertones Face shape: Diamond
Hair color: Naturally a dirty blond, but is now partially dip-dyed bright red
Eye color: Honey-toned brown
Hair texture: Mainly smooth, but curls and fluffs up a bit at the ends
Hairstyle/cut: Medium bob-cut
Facial Hair: N/A
Noticeable marks: Beauty marks on her chin, jaw, and temple
Piercings: Large silver hoop earrings, lip piercing
Clothing style: More of a Chic clothing style, but she’ll change it up sometimes
Preferred weapons: Blunderbuss, Morning Star, Mustard gas

PERSONALITY:
Overall, a kind person and a good friend but has a bit of a hidden passion for fighting and bloodlust. (Went to street fighting for her own enjoyment.)
Traits: Loyal, sadistic, trustworthy, battle-junkie, kind
Fears: Being alone, boredom, fake plants
Likes: Blood-shed, pain, sweets or sugary things, flowers, sparkly things
Dislikes: Lobster, cowards, rejection, fake plants, fluorescent lights
Strengths: Helping others, underwater fighting, racing, drawing competitions
Weaknesses: Fake plants, betrayal, singing challenges, pastries
Hobbies: Drawing, swimming, preserving insects in amber, looking for colour palettes
Talents: Drawing, underwater fighting,(torturing people)

BACKGROUND:
Family: Majority of her childhood was spent well, and she was raised by her father. A bit later on, she was moved to live with her aunt and hasn’t heard from any other relatives since.
Pets: Her aunt has a bunny named Dawn, but she’s the one who mainly takes care of it
Social Class: Middle class
Country of Origin: Canada
Other: Most of the income comes from her aunt who works as a surgeon.

STATS…
Strength: 14/20
Speed: 19/20
Intelligence: 15/20
Wisdom: 16/20
Dexterity: 19/20
Charisma: 17/20
Constitution: 18/20
Let me know if I need to fix or change anything.

(Oof i think im to late :/ )

(Now I just need to get my character up, and then we can start!)

NAME (FULL): Fenrir "Ferris" Hunt
GENDER: Male
AGE: 21
SEXUALITY: Bisexual
OCCUPATION: Barista
CODE NAME: Doctor Insanity
GROUP AFFILIATION: Golden Phoenixes

APPEARANCE:

• General face claim (links only!): Ferris
• Height/Weight: 6' even, about 186lb
• Build: Muscular. He is built like a diver, slender and yet fit. He has a very well-toned body as well.
• Skin tone: His skin is very pale, but not sickly, in a way that suits him.
• Face shape: Pointed and shaped like an ice sculpture
• Hair color: He has messy, yet perfect thick black hair, although the very tips of it are a silvery-color, from when he dyed it silver with his sisters.
• Eye color: He has silver-gray eyes, more like a mirror than anything else, penetrating and reflecting.
• Hair texture: Soft and silky
• Hairstyle/cut: All over the place
• Facial Hair: N/A
• Noticeable marks: He has a slight imperfection of a few silvery, faint freckles on his nose and face, but it is rarely visible, and only makes him look better. He has a tattoo of a dragon on his chest.
• Piercings(?): N/A
• Clothing style: He always wears black. Well, maybe not always, but he wears dark clothing. He will wear anything from a fancy suit to a t-shirt and sweatpants. When he swims, though, he always wears a shirt and swim trunks, because he doesn't like to be bare-chested, for some reason.
• Preferred weapons(?): Scalpels

PERSONALITY:

• Traits: Despite his cold appearance, Ferris is very outgoing. He loves to make friends, and is very good at it. He is funny and well-mannered, and always knows the right thing to say to make people feel comfortable. He is polite to a fault, and never speaks his own emotions. He is a very good listener, and can offer great advice. He is sweet and kind, and incredibly playful. He is very mischievous, and when around his friends, his darker side comes out. He is very good at holding his temper, but when he does get mad, he gets silent and brooding, which is almost scarier than yelling. He is protective to a fault. He hates it when people are suffering, and always tries to help and comfort them.
• Fears: That he will never be enough
• Likes: People, sleeping, night time, stargazing, playing with children, learning about medicine, helping people, alone time, coffee in the morning, rainfall, sunrises, peace and quiet, music, fighting
• Dislikes: Going anywhere without a shirt, caring about his appearance, when friends are depressed, going to class, going without coffee in the mornings, feeling helpless
• Strengths: He grew up fighting and dancing, so he is very graceful. He's good at offering good advice, and incredibly smart. He's clever and quick-witted, and good in a fight, and he's good at making people feel better.
• Weaknesses: He tries to help everyone. He tries to make everyone happy, to please them, and spends so much time with them that he never has time for himself, and he never has a break.
• Hobbies: Drawing, learning about medicine, listening to music, fighting
• Talents: Fighting, dancing, drawing, healing

BACKGROUND:

• Family: His younger sisters, Tarantella and Victory
• Pets?: N/A
• Social Class: Higher, rich
• Country of Origin: America
• Other: N/A

STATS…
(Note, rate these from 1-20)

• Strength: 19
• Speed: 16
• Intelligence: 19
• Wisdom: 14
• Dexterity: 12
• Charisma: 17
• Constitution: 17

(We ready to start?)

(I’m all ready to go, and I should be relatively active for the next few hours.)

(same)

(Alright, cool! Give me a couple minutes, and I'll get something up!)

"Oh! Covert takes a hit! And he's down! It's another win for the Blazers!" The announcer yelled. The crowd roared.

Ferris rolled his eyes. "I don't think that that team realizes that blazer is a type of jacket for men." He stood waiting, ready for the next fight, when his team was called.

It was a nice day, sunny and relatively warm, with a breeze that could be hot one moment and cool the next. The sun shone down on the arena, where the Constance fighters were at it again. People from all over the world came to watch the fights, as it was entertaining and already very famous. The other acts were cool, but the real reason why the people came was for the special event that came next.

"Next, the Nightwalkers verses the Golden Phoenixes! Give it up, ladies and gentlemen, for our teams!"

The crowd screamed. Signs were held up, cheering on Constance City's favorite team, the team with a winning streak a mile wide. They had never lost, ever, to anyone. The Crimson Feather, Blaze, and Doctor Insanity, were all the favorites. And although no one knew who they were, they were still the favorites. Fanfictions were written about them, drawings made of them, articles written about them.

Little did they know that the three of them were ordinary college-age kids.

Well, not quite ordinary.

Ferris glanced at his teammates. "You guys ready?" He asked them, voice muffled by the mask he wore at all times in the arena. "Remember, we haven't lost yet, and we can't let this be the time when we lose. The Nightwalkers are good, but we're better."

(Sorry it’s kind of short. I just didn’t know what to write, since you’ve already done most of the description.)
“I’m always ready, Doctor!” Amber offered a thumbs up and a joyous tone.

Amber loved fighting, but nothing could beat actually being there. She was practically shaking with excitement and her blood was pumping. It wouldn’t take much to get her going, the crowds were large and loud and today was an especially nice day too.

Losing also didn’t really matter to her. Just getting the chance to fight was amazing, and powerful enemies were even better. As long as Amber wanted to be there and was ready to fight, she’d never lose. Rather- she’d never let her team lose or let them down.

Amber also liked to believe that the support of their fans added to their power. Which may have been partially true for her, since the adrenaline in her veins get her going forever.

Winter nodded, his face hidden behind his mask. "We've got this." he cracked his neck and his knuckles in a slow, methodical way that resulted in a series of crackles.

He clenched his teeth as his hand shuddered suddenly, not because of fear but because of pre-fighting jitters. He knew they would win like they always did, but there was always nervousness before battle. He tensed his hand; he couldn't let that happen when in view of the crowd, or someone a hundred miles away would notice it on the stream and point it out, claiming it was because of fear.

He tried to crack his knuckles once more, this time only getting a small pop. "We're going to crush them."

"Of course we are. We're the best." Ferris smiled cockily, although none of them could see it under his mask. "Let's make this our 89th win." He strode into the arena, the cheers nearly deafening.

Amber grinned against her mask. Though they shouldn’t get cocky, it was pretty certain they were the best. She could already taste the victory, but a fight always was a victory for her in a way.
Following with Ferris and Winter, Amber just got more excited. The crowds were really pumped up today, and the opponents should prove for a good fight. They had some kind of power, which was a win-win for Amber, since she could get a good fight and she could try some new things out.