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(alright see you later)
(i'm making my character rn, which options are available?)
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(Any type of human or a non-deviant Android)
(So he can't turn into a deviant later?)
(Ok Ill make my character iin a little bit. Sorry for the delay)
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(So he can't turn into a deviant later?)
(Your character can turn into a Deviant later, they just won't start off as one)
(oki den)
Name: Leon Agnes
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bi-sexual
Type: Android that turns into a Deviant
Age: Teen
Model Type: RP006
Personality: INFP-T when he becomes a Deviant
Appearance: https://www.pinterest.co.uk/pin/390546598915681641
Backstory: Develop
Other: I'm terrible at making characters
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(Great! I might make another character that hates androids for a bit of diversity, but I'll do that after @RapMonBTS posts their character)
(oki den)
(Sorry this took a while)
Name: Tommy (Tom) Sangster
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bi
Type: Android/not Deviant
Age: Young Adult
Model Type (Androids and Deviants only): MR3210
Personality (Deviants and Humans only):
Appearance: https://www.pinterest.com/pin/618119117578746109/
Backstory (Optional): (Working on it)
(Can I stalk this? Because DBH is one of my favorite games? And Connor is such a sweet boy?)
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(You can join if you want to be a human)
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(Sorry this took a while)
Name: Tommy (Tom) Sangster
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bi
Type: Android/not Deviant
Age: Young Adult
Model Type (Androids and Deviants only): MR3210
Personality (Deviants and Humans only):
Appearance: https://www.pinterest.com/pin/618119117578746109/
Backstory (Optional): (Working on it)
(looks great! We can start soon)
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Devan sighed as he stood up and backed away from the still Android. Another one of us, gone. He looked over at the small group that had gathered around the now dead Deviant. Things like this weren't uncommon in Jericho, but each death tended to slowly tear the survivors apart. Most of Jericho wanted to stay hiding, but there were a few who believed that they should actually do something about the Android segregation. Devan himself didn't have a particular opinion.
Jai carried the cup of tea and biscuit to his master who was sat on his chair on the porch like he did every morning. "Thankyou" The man said "Yourwelcome sir" He said and went off to do his next task when his master stopped him "Jai can you go and get milk and bread were out" The man asked, Jai nodded, took the coins from him and left.
“Which style would you like?” Katerina asked, her face devoid of emotion. “I was thinking… could you cut it to here,” The lady gestured to just below her chin. “And then curl it?” Katerina nodded.
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One of the Deviants, a PJ500 model, turned around to face the group. "We can't just stay here and wait for all of us to shut down! We have to do something!" Devan looked around and noticed that nearly everyone was ignoring what the PJ500 was saying. There was always someone trying to convince all of Jericho to do something about the situation they were trapped in, but nothing every happened. Devan assumed this was because Jericho didn't have a leader. Without someone to lead us, we're a mess. There's no one to determine the right from wrong. He thought to himself, shaking his head.
Jai went and got the things he needed and payed for before making his way home. He got shoved by somebody, a hater on androids and felt a flash of something he'd never felt before just for a second, must be the glitch he thought
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(Alright to add a bit to the plot I'm going to make a detective human that hates Androids
Name: Aisha Baker
Sexuality: Straight
Type: Android-hating human
Age: 26
Personality: Leader, confident (the rest will develop)
Appearance: Straight mid-length black hair, brown eyes, five foot three, average build
Other: She will pretty much be Gavin Reid as a female whoops)
(ooo cool)
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"F***ing Androids." Aisha mumbled to herself after reading the fifty third Deviancy case on her computer. Apparently a PL600 model had nearly killed it's owner in the middle of the night. She cracked her knuckles as she leaned back in her seat. "I swear to God, people need to keep better tabs on these machines. No one ever knows where they go after they go Deviant, which doesn't help me whatsoever."
(Sure! Humans are cool too)
Name: Orion Lopse
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Pansexual
Type: Human who sympathises with Androids and Deviants.
Age: 19
Model Type: N/A
Personality: Cares for others, wants to make the world better, bleeding heart, protects his family
Appearance: Slim, tan, and scruffy
Backstory: Born and raised on the streets. His mother lost her job to an Android, and did her best to give Orion a good life. She died less than a year ago. Orion carries respect for androids from the one who tried to save his mother, going out of protocol to give her treatment. The Deviant's actions gave Orion another night with his mother, and he hasn't seen the android since.
Other: Is known to give food to some of the younger kids.
(This work?)
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(Looks great!)
Orion moved softly through the streets, footsteps quiet and hood pulled up. As he walks, his blue eyes scan the crowd for good targets. He would always prefer to take from humans rather than Androids who couldn't defend themselves. Spotting his target, a man in a protest against Androids, he makes his move. Faking a stumble, he falls into the man. As Orion gets off he apologises profusely, and the man spits curses at him. Making his way to one of his hiding spots, Orion fingers through the wallet, smiling at the bills inside. He tucks the bills in his pocket, and throws the rest of the wallet into the trash. With his shoulders relaxed he wanders the shops, eventually finding something to eat.
Shoot! I missed it!!)
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(Missed what?)
Jai slowly approached the house, his master must've gone inside. He entered the house and put the things away in the kitchen
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The PJ500 model, seeing that no one was listening to him, sighed and sat down on the cold ground. Devan looked around at the gloomy freighter he now called home. People come to Jericho in hope of being free. This place is supposed to be a haven, but the atmosphere and lack of Deviants says otherwise. He stated in his head as he crossed his arms and began pacing back and forth.
(The beginning)
Tom walks along the street, his hands in his pockets and hood over his head. His blueish glowing eyes shinning in the dark eerily. he narrows them for a moment, zoning in on a moving object that happened to be a peice of trash
