Human Survival Project

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"We are the Human Survival Project, or HSP. Our sole objective is ensuring that the strongest of the human kind survive the new Ice Age, so that we can then grow again, stronger, ready for whatever cataclysm Mother Nature throws our way. It happened once and we must be ready for when it happens again.

Our members are subjected to training, they are expected to meet the requirements in order to remain with us. We have soldiers, medics, researchers, scouts. We push all of them to their physical or mental breaking point respectively, we must make sure they are strong enough, capable of protecting and ensuring the well-being of our kind. But some people are too blind to see the good behind our actions.

We know some of our methods and resolutions would be questioned by old, obsolete minds that do not see the graveness of our need, of our task. But not everyone can be saved. Nature had set that rule far before we came into existence. The weak perish and the strong live, giving way to even stronger individuals. It is not evilness, it is evolution. And the Freezing only threw upon us the result of years of creating weakness. We say no more. We must better ourselves in order to conquer this new world."

Headquarters:
The HSP are settled in an enormous complex building they call the "Zero" (from Zero Degrees). The compound is out in the open, surrounded by approximately a mile of fairly flat, white snow. This allows the sentinels to watch out for incoming threats, they will see you coming from a very safe distance away. Well, unless you know how to hide.

Ranks

- Leader -
The maximum authority within the HSP, the Leader is in charge of organizing, administrating and regulating any and all of the projects or actions taken by all members of the HSP. He/She is also the one in charge of delivering punishments or rewards for all members. He is the figure of authority and must be respected, always.

Ranks Open: 0/1

➳ Members of this Rank:

Kade Grace Haydn | Female | 23 | Roleplayed by: Nyanunix | Form found on page 1

- Seconds in Command -

Being quite a large organization, the Leader chooses four Seconds in Command. They have all the same capabilities as the Leader and can exercise them as long as they don't clash with the Leader's orders. They are to report to the Leader and are usually (though not always) quite close to him/her. Most often than not, the Seconds in command are two dedicated to Soldiers, Scavengers and Scouts and two in charge of Scientists, Researchers and Medics.

Ranks Open: 2/4

➳ Members of this Rank:

Juno Moira Vollmond | Female | 22 | Roleplayed by: Boomerang | Form found on page 1
Raiden Griffith | Male | 23 | Roleplayed by: Pete | Form found on page 1

- Soldiers -

Soldiers are trained together with Scouts and Scavengers, but they follow a route more akin to combat, strategy and defense. They are employed in the defense of the Zero and sent to support Scouts in the attacking and seizing of Nomads. They are experts of combat and weapon weilding.

Ranks Open: 10/10

➳ Members of this rank:

- Scouts -

Trained together with Soldiers and Scavengers, Scouts are the ones who go out into the open with the purpose of finding unknown buildings, territory but primarily, Nomads. Usually sent out in groups of five to seven, they are the ones who have earned the HSP members the nickname of "Wolves". They are to report any Nomads sighting and, if they see they are in a capable possition, attack them. They must seize the young ones and bring them into the HSP for training and dispose of the rest (unless the adult individual displays certain apptitude for combat or knowledge, in which case they are also to be taken to the Zero).

Ranks Open: 15/15

➳ Members of this rank:

- Scavengers -

The herds alone aren't enough to feed and mantain the members of the HSP. The Scavengers are to find and bring back any valuable resources or, if unable to bring them back, report their position. They search for wild herds, medicine, weapons, tools or even relatively decent structures to set up research stations.

Ranks Open: 10/10

➳ Members of this rank:

- Scientists -

Scientists are trained together with Medics and Researchers. Their main purpose being the study of the changes in flora and fauna since the Freezing started. They work towards making the herds and crops more resistant to the harsh environment as well as studying the specimens researchers bring back to the Zero. They also search to create new medicines, with the resources that they have available. Sometimes they work alongside Medics, specially when studying a specific disease.

Ranks Open: 8/8

➳ Members of this Rank:

- Researchers -

Researchers are the scientists specialized in field-investigation. They are fairly capable of defending themselves though they are highly suggested to avoid conflict. They seek to bring in samples or specimens of both flora, fauna and some supply deposits. They also investigate the liability of certain areas (caves, woods, and cities). Researchers are slightly more oriented towards geography, anthropology and field biology.

Ranks Open: 7/8

➳ Members of this rank:

Jessica Stone | Female | 24 | Roleplayed by: Potato Lord | Form found on page 1

- Medics -

The ones in charge of keeping the others alive. Medics are doctors. They tend to the ill and the wounded. Medics might be sent out together with Researchers, Scouts or Soldiers in order to have immediate attention to any posible accident, infection or disease. They must run physicals and check ups of all members every a couple of months and also of any of the newcomers.

Ranks Open: 10/10

➳ Members of this rank:

The Nomads

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"We are the Nomads. Ever since the Freezing, we have survived drawing upon our late instincts. We grouped together. We fought together, we took care of each other. And we never stayed on the same place for too long. Among us there used to be no leaders, our groups were mostly formed by family and friends, with some other groups we traded and others...we had to fight.

As Nomads we were more than once at the mercy of the elements and the predators, specially after the sun set, temperatures lowered and wolves and snow leopards and worse were out on the hunt. Prey and resources were scarce, they still are, but we made it work. The remaining of us were the ones who didn't trust or hadn't come across the HSP, and we were lucky to do so. They soon became more dangerous than any animal we could imagine.

They took people, kidnapped them. Then brainwashed them and turned them into more of their soldiers, or killed them. The ones they didn't take, they disposed of. Shooting us down like rabid dogs was like second nature to them. And it didn't take us long that scattered, hungry and fighting with all our energy to get hold of the resources that satisfied our daily needs, we were at a disadvantage. Nomads had to unite to fight a common enemy.

And we did. We grouped together and went into hiding. Only during the day, we came out and nights we spent together inside the Cave. We forgot any feuds we had with fellow groups, and started to look after every one of us. We still remained sorted into groups, our only task being keeping our group alive and fed, bring any surplus goods back to the Cave, alert the sighting of HSP members, whom we called the "Wolves". They weren't fitting of any other name. They were vicious and merciless creatures. And all we do, is fight for our freedom and our lives, under the guidance of our leader, our Harbinger."

Headquarters:
The Nomads have settled in the Cave, a cavernous mountain that keeps them safe from the environment and hidden from their enemies. The Cave has been divided into Levels. On two of them the Nomads have set up their tents and living spaces, usually remaining close to the ones they knew from before they all united. Nomads tend to let new groups or people into their big, big family but keep a close eye on them until they earn their trust.

Ranks

- The Harbinger -

The Harbinger is the person the Nomads see as their leader. Though most of the work inside the Nomads is done independently, the Harbinger is in charge of organizing and deciding any matter that concerns the Nomads as a whole. He/She sets the general rules, and sees that they are kept to. The Harbinger has the authority to expel anyone, or any group, out of the Cave and is also in charge of punishing or rewarding any member of the Nomads.

Ranks Open: 0/1

➳ Members of this Rank:

Casimiro Herrera | Male | 26 | Roleplayed by: Potato Lord | Form found on page 1

- The Chiefs -

The Chiefs are the ones that help the Harbinger, the second most important figures of authority. They are usually the head of any larger scaled movement of the Nomads and are also in charge of seeing that the rules are respected and the peace kept among the Nomads. The Chiefs are also in charge of administering the surplus resources brought into the Cave and distributing them.

Ranks Open: 4/5

➳ Members of this Rank:

Obroox Buile | Supposedly male | 25 | Roleplayed by: Ser Isles | Form found on page 1

- Hunters -

The Hunters are the Nomads in charge of hunting down wild herds, feeding themselves and bringing back food for all those who can't go out the Cave (children, elders, shamans, etc.). They are the main providers of food and resources. Hunters are also quite capable of fighting, even if that is not their main objective.

Ranks Open: 15/15

➳ Members of this Rank:

- Sentinels -

The Nomad's soldiers. Sentinels patrol the territories close to the cave, and the ones farther too. They are also in charge of the protection of the Cave and the ones inside it. Sentinels are ordered to attack any HSP groups on sight and to eradicate any threat that is too close to the Cave (such as predators).

Ranks Open: 10/10

➳ Members of this Rank:

- Shamans -

Shamans are the Nomads that hold enough knowledge of herbs, plants and other substances to make beverages and remedies. Think of them as homeopaths. They treat illness and wounds with the resources they have, and are quite amazing at doing so. They sometimes accompany hunters or sentinels outside the Cave. Shamans don't like being called shamans because the name denotes some kind of witch doctoresque connotation (they prefer being called simply doctors), but they got accustomed to it.

Ranks Open: 8/8

➳ Members of this Rank:

❆Full Name❆
Casimiro Herrera.

➳Alias:
Cas is an acceptable nickname.

❆Age❆
26 years old.

➳Birthday:
Day 188/July 7th.

❆Gender❆
Male.

➳Orientation:
Pansexual | Panromantic.

➳Identifies As:
He/Him.

❆Appearance❆
A Latino man standing around 6'2" and weighing 190 pounds. His build is fairly fit and well-muscled without being exaggerated. Casimiro has brown skin, a tone somewhere between light and dark. His eyes are upturned and a pale shade of gray, though if looked at very closely one might notice faint flecks of green surrounding the pupil. His hair is jet black, kept cut short and straight. If allowed to grow out it naturally becomes mildly wavy at the ends. His face is somewhat triangular in shape, features neither soft nor exceedingly sharp. Tattoos of a sooty owl's wing decorate each shoulder blade and stretch out along the upper arm. A little like this.

❆Personality❆
Brooding and reserved, Casimiro isn't really the sort of guy anyone would expect to be a leader. Truth be told, he doesn't want the role, but in times like these the needs of others must come before one's own desires. Without a leader the unified nomads would fall apart in the chaos that came after. To the HSP he's a vicious force to be reckoned with. He has pity for those kidnapped and brainwashed to do their bidding, but won't let personal feelings get in the way of keeping his people out of harms way. Sacrifices must be made. He is not without guilt, but sometimes being the boss means making the decisions no one else can or will. Those decisions aren't always kind or easy, but must be made all the same.

With his own he's much softer in demeanor if not a bit socially awkward, He near constantly doubts his effectiveness as a leader even if he never brings up such concerns aloud and considers the chiefs an asset, often turning to them for advice even if he doesn't always heed their words. Casimiro is about as stubborn as a mule and once he has his mind set on something there isn't much that can change it. Regardless he appreciates their candor and support, personally working to be more accepting of other's suggestions. He's a bit foolhardy and has a habit of trying to do too much on his own which may leave the other higher ups frustrated with him.

❆Affiliation❆
Nomads.

➳Rank:
Harbinger.

❆Background❆
Casimiro grew up in a small family group made up of just his parents, maternal grandparents, paternal aunt and cousin until the Nomads joined together. He was only four years old at the time and doesn't remember much before the days of unification. His mother Calista was chosen as the formal leader of the Nomads only a month after previously rival families agreed to begin working in unison in order to defeat the efforts of the HSP.

Casimiro was trained as a sentinel once he came of age and assumed it was the position he would hold for life. He was content serving as a soldier and didn't feel any need to advance his rank though the chance was offered to him many times. It would seem fate had other ideas as his mother suffered a fatal wound after having an unfortunate encounter with a patrol of HSP scouts and soldiers. As her first born it was his right to take her place and so he did with clear reluctance.

He had a family of his own to worry about, a wife and two daughters, and knew if he didn't claim leadership the Nomads would fall to strife and inner turmoil as others attempted to claim the throne for themselves. It was the last thing they needed. Casimiro has always known loss. Everyone's lost someone, either to the HSP, the weather or predators, but his mother's death would not be his last personal tragedy. His wife Diana fell ill, eventually passing away from her incurable sickness and her sister Jessica disappeared in the middle of the night, defecting to the HSP for reasons unknown.

❆Relationships❆
PM if interested. Both daughters (ages 5 and 8) are open for adoption. If no one picks them up they'll just be NPCS that pop up every now and again.

Jessica Stone | Former Sister-In-Law
{ Formally they had a fairly friendly relationship, but after Diana died a noticeable rift formed between them. He suspects she blames him for not doing more for her sister, but is still uncertain what drove her to join the HSP. }

❆Theme Song❆
Exile Vilify - The National.

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❆Full Name❆
Jessica Stone.

➳Alias:
Jess, Jessy.

❆Age❆
24 years old.

➳Birthday:
Day 137/May 17th.

❆Gender❆
Female.

➳Orientation:
Bisexual | Biromantic.

➳Identifies As:
She/Her.

❆Appearance❆
Jessica is a young lady of average height at around 5'8". She has deep brown skin, shoulder length curly black hair and eyes as dark as a chunk of obsidian. Her frame is muscular and sturdy, making her perhaps a bit heavier than a woman of her height would be on average at 170 pounds. Jessica's face is shaped like a diamond, complete with defined cheekbones, full lips and eyes that curve slightly at the ends. Her body still retains subtle curving, but she isn't really the type anyone would consider naturally feminine, though some people might also say she has a rather rustic sort of beauty about her. Either way neither her stockier build nor her appearance are all that important to her. She's strong and a woman regardless. If anyone has a problem with it that's their issue as far as she's concerned.

❆Personality❆
Jessica is a determined and driven individual. She is loyal at her core and fairly intelligent, but tends to lean more on the mischievous side. Her sense of humor isn't everyone's cup of tea and she can at times be both overly blunt and unintentionally hurtful. She likes to joke around, but becomes very serious when the circumstances call for it. Fierce and protective, she'll often take to safeguarding anyone that comes under her care whether they need it or not, as it is what she was taught to do her whole life.

Despite being almost insanely strong she chose the role of a researcher over a soldier. Once her temper flares she sees red and often does or says things she regrets later. Putting a weapon in her hands and allowing her the authority to potentially harm others leaves her frightened of what she might be capable of. Besides that, she's always been interested in the world around her and how it works. Plants and animals especially fascinate her and are more often than not what she's drawn to the most and holds the vastest knowledge of.

Her demeanor is generally friendly and she's capable of working well with others, but most likely won't tolerate condescending behavior from her co-workers. She doesn't necessarily agree with all of the HSP's rules and is especially resentful of booting people out to the wilderness to die or else shooting them right then and there for not meeting the leader's standards, but is convinced this is the place for her now. The HSP has all the more advanced resources and information. For now they are the answer to human survival. Beneath the surface is someone far more depressed than she lets on, unable to let go of her sister's death.

❆Affiliation❆
Human Survival Project.

➳Rank:
Researcher.

❆Background❆
Jessica and her older sister Diana were orphans, taken in by the newly unified group of Nomads when they were found wandering alone in the snow. Their own family unit had been picked off by predators, but miraculously the girls had survived on their own in the wilderness for nearly a month, mostly thanks to Diana's resourcefulness. They were as close as two sisters could be and nearly inseparable. When Diana married Casimiro she was unsure how to feel about him, but eventually accepted the odd man as part of the family. Up until Diana got sick.

In her desperation to get her beloved sister well she turned to a contact she had in the HSP who offered to provide her with medicine. She made the mistake of bringing it up to Cas, who refused the offer out of mistrust that Jessica's friend could be relied on. She badgered him to change his mind, and eventually he reluctantly agreed. Unfortunately by the time medicine was provided Diana was too weak for it to take much effect and she passed away. Angry and resentful, she made the decision to leave the Nomads for good and offered her skills to the HSP instead.

❆Relationships❆
Casimiro Herrera | Former Brother-In-Law
{ Needless to say, she's not fond of the guy anymore. Believes he could have done more to save her sister and also feels his methods are outdated. }

PM if interested.

❆Theme Song❆
Gone Away - Noctura.

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❆Full Name❆
Ignatius Cross.

➳Alias:
None.

❆Age❆
25 years old.

➳Birthday:
Day 354/December 20th.

❆Gender❆
Male.

➳Orientation:
Gray Bisexual | Demiromantic.

➳Identifies As:
He/Him.

❆Appearance❆
Image | Source

Ignatius has a very svelte and distinguished look about him. Standing at 5'11" and weighing in around 165 pounds, he has a lithe build made up of lean muscle. His skin is light brown and eyes a light gold with slight coppery undertones, a rather rare though not impossible color among humans. His hair is a rich shade of chestnut and often kept combed back. Ignatius has a slightly squared facial shape, his features sharp as a knife with high cheekbones, a pointed nose and hooded eyes. A golden chain adorns his neck, a cross dangling at the bottom. A tattoo of thorny vines stretches from the left wrist all the way up to the elbow.

❆Personality❆
Formally cold and calculated, current circumstances have softened some of his previously more amoral views. As a former second for the HSP he cared very little for the well-being of others and was swift to punish even the smallest of infractions, believing fear to be a better motivator than respect or love. He is not the strongest man physically, proving rather frail more often than not, and prefers not to soil his hands with blood, which generally led to ordering others to take care of those 'unsavory' for him. Ignatius was so caught up in his own ideals and the survival of the human race as a whole that he rarely considered each person he interacted with as an individual.

Everything was numbers. The needs of the many over the needs of the few his mantra. He didn't appear to be aware of his own cruelty, often left puzzled by even some of his co-workers avoiding his company. Despite his less than approachable attitude he enjoys being around people, craving attention and affection. The closest he comes to feeling regret or missing those who have passed are odd bouts of nostalgia and melancholy that come at the most inexplicable of times. Since parting ways with the HSP and experiencing for himself the struggles of life alone in the wilderness he has begun to question his own ethics.

❆Affiliation❆
Independent.

➳Rank:
None.

❆Background❆
Ignatius was born among the HSP. The second son and only surviving child of a soldier and a researcher. Ignatius had a taste for the finer things in life even in his younger years. His parents often couldn't afford the luxuries he demanded. They were not part of the high command after all and were given the same supplies to live off as any other of their rank would be. Manipulation and thievery became second nature to the boy in order to obtain what he wanted. His parents noticed something wasn't quite right about him, but upon seeing no signs that he was harming other children or animals decided to brush it off as merely a stage.

He followed in his mother's footsteps as a researcher, but only held the position for two years before being promoted as a second, weaseling his way up to the top. He didn't keep the rank for long before it was noted he tended to take advantage of his power to laze around and wasn't nearly as strong as he should be. His parents managed to hide his frailty throughout childhood, but had no excuses left when confronted on the matter. Ignatius assumed becoming a second would make him invincible and he was quite wrong, soon stripped of his ranking and sent off into the wilderness. He went peacefully if not crestfallen by his failures, understanding he must be willing to uphold the values for which he once stood. His father presented him with the golden necklace he never takes off as a parting gift.

❆Relationships❆
None yet. PM if interested.

❆Theme Song❆
Spirits - The Strumbellas.

❆Full Name❆
Juno Moira Vollmond

➳Alias:
Juno doesn't have any nicknames, she has gone by her full first name all her life.

❆Age❆
Juno is 22 years old.

➳Birthday:
Juno was born on Day 108/April 18th

❆Gender❆
Female

➳Orientation:
Heterosexual

➳Identifies as:
Juno identifies as 'she'.

❆Appearance❆

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Standing at 167cm and weighting in at a mere 46kg, Juno possesses a slender, lean frame. Though she is not short, many find themselves describing her as petite, maybe because of the fact that to the unobservant eye, Juno might seem dangerously thin. However, her delicate, frail appearance belies in more ways than one the strong, very flexible muscles under her pale, smooth skin. She has a small waist, long legs and arms and is built primarily for speed and agility. Her hair is long and of a reddish brown color. It reaches her waist if left down. It is slightly wavy, soft and is almost always up in a messy bun, braid or ponytail.

Her eyes are big, almond shaped and surrounded by long, thick, dark-brown eyelashes. The irises sport a very peculiar tint, a mix of the coldest of greys and warmest of greens, with an observant, intimidating gaze that could mean anything and everything at the same time. The rest of the factions on her face tend to be small and refined, the exception to these being her lips, full and soft and of a very pale pink color. She has never been the type of person to obsess over her appearance but does make an effort to remain clean and fairly well-kept. However, she doesn't mind getting a little dirty and rugged from time to time, the perks of the job.

❆Personality❆
Mysterious and detached, Juno can very easily come out as the harsh, ruthless being everyone makes out the HSP members to be. And maybe she can become a little terryfing, she certainly isn't afraid of many things, but truth is there is so much more to her that people don't know.

She is silent and obervant, nothing passes unnoticed under her watchful eye and she is more aware of things than what others realize. We could imagine what everybody knows of her as her shell, her carapace...her wall. Frigid, emotionless...nor fears, nor wishes, not a care in the world for absolutely anything or anyone (herself included). A fearsome, intimidating, severe machine designed for obeying and acting, without fail, no matter how amoral or questionable are the nature of her actions. A personality like that is sure to keep people away, which in the end has always been her sole purpose.

Every single one of those beliefs, that everyone holds about her, couldn't be farthest away from the truth. Juno is not ruthless, nor heartless. She is not uncaring and she is not emotionless. She is simply an extremely introverted, silent and complex person. Juno is, contrary to what everyone believes, quite a peaceful person. She more often than not disagrees with the way the HSP manages things, but it is all she has ever known. She could never bring herself to believe that this is trully what humanity needs. But she doesn't trust the Nomads. She has been raised to see them as the enemy, one does not easily ignore everything they have been taught since their early childhood.

She is a modest person. She won't be the one to start a fight or offend others just because, but she won't stand down from any provokation coming her way. The redhead can be extremely intimidating and fierce if you push her buttons. Juno is used to shouldering responsabilities and is indeed a very practical person. She is a fast learner, a silent subject and gets the job done, characteristics that have kept her alive through the HSP training.

❆Affiliation❆
HSP
➳Rank:
Second-in-Command. Soldier, Scout and Scavengers leader.

❆Background❆
Juno doesn't really know much about her past. All she was told was that the HSP found her when she was a baby, took her in and when she was old enough, trained her allongside the Soldiers, Scouts and Scavengers. But her story starts much before that.

Juno was born a Nomad, the same year the HSP stopped simply 'helping' people and started pursuing their objective of strengthening the human race. She wasn't even a year old when a squad of Soldiers and Scouts ambushed her group. Her family was supposedly killed in the ambush and she was taken by the HSP to the Zero, where she was raised in the nursuery alongside other infants both HSP born and Nomad-taken babies of around her age. Of course, they weren't many. Eight kids in total. She never really got along with them, they saw her as weird and she like idiots. The only reason why the HSP had known her name was because it had been embroidered in the blanket that covered her "Juno Moira Vollmond".

A she grew up, everyone kept on telling her the importance of preserving only the fittest or most intelligent specimens of the human race. How this would be fruitful to humanity as a whole in the future. And they always took her silence as deep acceptance. Of her group, only four out of the eight kids made it through training, Juno being the only girl and the best of her class. Only years after of being Soldier leader, Juno was re-ranked as a second-in-command, occupying the place of one of the previous sub-leaders that was killed by a Nomad.

❆Relationships❆
Amos Alexander Vollmond ~ Older Brother. He was the only survivor to the ambush of their group, he grew up a Nomad and still is a Nomad.

❆Others❆
~ None.

❆Theme Song❆
twenty one pilots - Heathens

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❆Full Name❆
Raiden Griffith
➳Alias:
Typically goes by Raiden, but some do occasionally call him Griff although he dislikes it

❆Age❆
23 years old
➳Birthday:
Day 323/November 19th

❆Gender❆
Male
➳Orientation:
Heterosexual
➳Identifies as:
He/Him

❆Appearance❆
Raiden is of the average size and build for a guy around his age, or what would have been considered normal in past societies. His large frame stands at about 6'1 and weighs about 190 pounds. He of course would like to say most of the weight is due to the large amount of muscle covering his body. As vain as he is, he does like to think that his "bod is totally to die for" even if there could be more steps to improvement. Although his body is evidence of hard training and a vigorous exercise routine, there are some things that even his toned body and tan skin cannot hide. There are various thin silver scars found on his chest and abdomen from past abuse, but most of his scars are scattered across his back. With an attitude like his, there were many beatings in his past that he does not ever wish to talk about. However, his bright flashy smile and those warm brown eyes are quick to make you believe that he has not endured so much.

❆Personality❆
Although Raiden and arrogance seem to walk hand in hand, he is very aware of his place in the rankings and does not intentionally push his boundaries. He will never question his orders even if they do seem morally questionable at times. It was seared into his brain at a young age to serve and obey like the good little soldier he dreamed of being. His arrival here was quite traumatic and being so young it really made an impact on him. It took him weeks before he finally managed to speak a word to anyone because he was in such a state of shock that it had locked himself away inside of his head. Even though his body was there and going through the normal physical maneuvers, his head was definitely placed elsewhere. However, being the brave soul that he is, he slowly snapped himself out of his trance and engaged himself. Raiden was determined to make this horrible experience into something fun and exciting. That is a common fault of his that has continued on into adulthood. Despite the scenario, he is always optimistic and will always point out all the good things happening rather than focusing on the negatives. To him, this has been the best thing to ever happen to him and would not change a thing for the world. He takes his job at HSP very seriously and has proven himself time and time again that he can be a very reliable person. At first glance he can appear to be a a typical HSP soldier bound by his duties to bring a better earth, and can often give off the impression of stick up his hind end due to his strong devotion to the HSP, but all it takes is his trademark cheeky smile and that facade is soon to vanish. It will look as if he is a serious guy with little depth to his personality, but his easy going nature and quick quips it will soon become apparent that he is far from that assumption. Through his years, Raiden has learned to rely on his fun sense of humor and sarcastic comments to make life go by much easier.

In a world where there isn't much room or laughter it can be hard to see the light side of things. However, Raiden never seemed to lose his odd sense of humor and his ability to make any situation awkward. His job is the only thing he takes serious, but even then he is always cracking jokes to the best of his abilities in hopes of making someone else's day brighter. Arrogance radiates off of him, truly confident in every way he looks and is just overall a very confident person who doesn't let others get him down. It may seem like he is rather full of himself and doesn't much care about other people or what they think, but he has a large heart who has trouble seeing others hurting. It is quite ironic considering his line of duty, but that doesn't make him a heartless shell set out for killing. He absolutely loves meeting new people and talking to everyone; he enjoys hearing their stories. His openness to new people makes him a great friend that will always be a shoulder to cry on, but it would be best to understand that even in a dark situation full of tears, he is still bound to crack an inappropriate joke or two.

❆Affiliation❆
HSP
➳Rank:
Second-in-Command

❆Background❆
The whereabouts of his past group of nomads is unknown because there is actually very little that he remembers from that place. It could be that he has blocked out those memories because it causes him so much hurt to think about them, or it could just be that so much time has past that they have faded away until there was nothing left. What he does remember is that it was a relatively small group of about 40-50 members who had known each other for quite some time before everything went bad. The group was under the protection of a local HSP group which at the time Raiden didn't realize was odd. The HSP men would bring them little bits of food and other simple necessities from time to time, just barely enough to get by if they rationed. It wasn't much, but they could have been forced to gather things all on their own like the other groups in the world. However, such advantages did not come for free, and the price was a large one. Every other month or so, the group was forced to offer someone up to the HSP soldiers, allowing them to take this person and do what they wish with them. The group offered up the oldest children in the beginning, allowing the families to choose who they wished to give up. One may ask why they were willing to give up their own children to such horrible people, but the family who offered up a child would receive a bundle of essential items in exchange. It may seem like a cruel choice, but for families with three other children it was the most ideal thing to do. As time went on and the shortage of children increased it was then Raiden and Deacon who were in the spotlight. Their parents refused to give them up, no matter what they got in return. They managed to fight for them for as long as they could, but shortly after their fourth birthday, the group forcibly through Raiden at the HSP. There was nothing the small family could do as they watched their young child be taken away, into a dark, uncertain future.

Raiden arrived a scared, naive four year old child who hadn't been exposed to the cruelty of the HSP. They had been a major part of his homelands, but he didn't have event the slightest idea of how cruel they could be. It took him weeks to even speak a word to anyone, but until that time he was constantly pushed and yanked around by large men in scary suits. However, many of his problems soon dissolved after he began speaking. Although he was quite young at the time, he was quick to follow the orders of those men in fear of what would happen if he chose not to. Raiden was the perfect student for the most part, the longer he stayed there the more comfortable he got which meant he did get himself into a bit of trouble. His quick retorts would almost always end with him getting smacked across the face for being disrespectful, but most of the time he couldn't ever hold his tongue. It wasn't until he got into his teenage years did things really begin to get worse for him. Although he doesn't offer up the explanation to his scars, they were received for being disobedient, very unlike his present day self. The worst beating he received was when he was brought along during one of their raids to be trained. It wasn't something new to him because by this point it was about his sixth raid that he had been on, but when he stumbled across a young child that is when things changed. The group had been sent to eradicate these people, but when Raiden found the child he couldn't bring himself to make her known to the group leader. Instead, he stashed the child under the bed and stood in front of her in a weak attempt to protect her. Quite a few things happened after that, but the most important thing that happened was that he was mercilessly beaten for protecting that child. He had been beat so thoroughly that he spent two weeks in the infirmary recovering. Needless to say, Raiden learned his lesson that day and has become the hardworking soldier known today.

❆Relationships❆
Name ~ Who they are ~ Alive/Deceased ~ Whereabouts
Maria ~ Mother ~ Alive ~ Unknown
Marcus ~ Father ~ Unknown ~ Unknown
Deacon ~ Twin Brother ~ Alive ~ Nomads

❆Others❆
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❆Theme Song❆
I will update this when I find one that fits him