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Randin Kaye

A hardened WCPD Detective with a stern code of ethics.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by R0NlN

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Detective-Investigator Randin Kaye, Wing City Police Department

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Age: 38
Height: 6' 2"
Build: Muscular

Randin has a stern, rugged face with watchful cobalt blue eyes. His shoulders are broad and squared; his posture upright and assiduously straight. His physique is brawny and powerful, sturdily built from a lifetime of diligent work and bitter trials. He walks with all the careful grace of a gunslinger, the hard-leather of his cracked boots tapping some lenitive cadence. He wears a dark dress shirt ornamented with a loose red tie, all tucked into rough-looking slacks. A leather duster often drapes over his frame flaccidly, the coat drooping down nearly to his boots. A languid cowboy’s hat will occasionally adorn his head, shadowing his vigilant, flickering gaze.

Tucked neatly into the holsters in his belt are twin .40 magnums. Though often hidden beneath the ragged folds of his duster, the gun handles are forthright and accessible. Rarely can he be seen with his AA-12 shotgun strapped to his back, a powerful weapon typically only brought in during pre-determined combat related situations.



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A Lawman


A hardened WCPD Detective who's seen a lot in his day. Randin is toughened and brave, hardly shocked by even the most dangerous of situations. Absent of any special powers or abilities; he is a man and nothing more.

Randin holds fast to a code of honor, morality and chivalry, un-possessed by many of his fellow officers. He is deeply compelled to fulfill his duties as a detective, and will quickly attempt an end to any misdeeds or criminal activity he witnesses. Unfortunately, he tends to have a bit of an ego that often clashes with his duties as an officer, particularly during life-threatening situations. He has been known to be sarcastic and dry in his humor, and demonstrates a disregard for most authority.



Gear

As an officer of the law, Randin keeps a wide assortment of tools neatly compacted into his belt or in his pockets.

L.A.P.D.A II Suit (Light All-Purposed Defensive Armor)
-Clings to entire body from his neck to his toes like a jump-suit. Is capable of absorbing most minor to modest melee/projectile attacks.

Twin .40 Magnums
-Lead / Silver

AA-12 Shotgun
-Lead / Armor-Piercing / Grenade

Re-enforced Impervium Handcuffs
-Two pairs / Fingerprint-sensitive

FIREFLY
-Lightweight camouflauging tracker. Lasts for five hours. Capable of audio recordings

Taser
-Up to 10 AMPS

PSY-Grenades
-Concentrated or shock-wave
-WCPD Frequency

Breathing Filter
-Small, compact / Filters unclean air and toxins

TransCom-Audio Amplifier
-Small, compact / Allows for eavesdropping and recording of conversations within a reasonable radius

Miscellaneous
-C.A.D.M.U Communication and Accessible Database Mobile Unit (christened CADDY)
-Flashlight
-Pack of cigarettes and lighter
-Boots are tied with PARACORD

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Randin Kaye's Story

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Randin Kaye looks over at Tabitha cowering in her seat from the corner of his eye. Also not a good sign. He needed to be careful, something wasn't right.

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Randin Kaye looks over at Skyrene as she enters. He smiles a bit, her beauty momentarily captivating him. His mind quickly regains it's former strength however, and she becomes only another patron in the bar. A pretty patron, at least. He blinks as Tabitha's mental message roars through his head. Now that's just WEIRD. But he couldn't pull anything off a simple warning with no evidence here for himself. He would wait...see if something happened...

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Randin Kaye is taken back by the man's words. This man...this strange man. Suddenly, he didn't seem so strange anymore. Mammon's cooing temptation slowly began to put to sleep Randin's carefully constructed mental defenses. His own country...law and order...justice...think of all the good he could do...all the power he would have...

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Randin Kaye blinks rapidly, off his guard for the first time in a long while. He speaks, for once, perhaps a bit confused, "How the hell could all that happen?"

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Randin Kaye 's mind warred with itself. This man was a good man, wasn't he? He was offering justice...peace...the saving of innocent lives. Wasn't that what he was fighting for as a cop? Some goddam justice in the world? All the while, his instincts continued to scream at him, 'SNAP THE FUCK OUT OF IT. WALK AWAY, RUN AWAY, SHOOT HIM! DO SOMETHING FOR GOD'S SAKE!' As if on cue, Tabitha's warning once again rolled through his mind. But Mammon's power was doing its work. Randin inhaled slowly and exhaled quickly, he looked up at Mammon in a daze, "Well what the hell do I have to do? Sign a document?"

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Randin Kaye Randin stands there, his eyes flashing, his mind pulsating with the choice. Saving millions of lives...justice...overthrowing a tyranical government...all swirled in his head like a hurricane. Here was a chance for things to be set right in the world, and he could be the one to do it! His hands trembled, the first they've ever in an age. He looked at Mammon's extended palm, seeing in it the chance for power he'd always dreamed of (or thought he'd dreamed of). The words "forfeit your soul" hardly computed. In one last, desperate, agonizing stand, the last remnant of Randin Kaye through out it's final defense. Kaye looked at the man deep and hard, "If I do this..." he said, "I want one thing. Just one damn thing..." he staggered as if drunk. "Tell me your name," he demanded, "tell me your real name. I wanna know it, just so I know...just so I know it. Your REAL name..."

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Randin Kaye And just like that, Randin Kaye was saved by the most unlikely of happenings. That name, "Mammon" triggered an old childhood memory. When his mother would put him to bed in their cheap,rundown, slum apartment, reading him storybooks she bought at a thrift store. One of them was "Paradise Lost" by John Milton, and a single line in the back of the book, a directory to every demon, flooded through his mind like an old scarr. He spoke it aloud now, quietly, defiantly:

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Randin Kaye 's voice is hoarse but true, "Get thee away. Get thee away..." he coughs, croaches, supporting his weight with his hands on his knees, "Pray'st thou for riches? Away, away! This is the throne of..." another cough he spits, "Mammon the Grey."

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Randin Kaye crouches*

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Randin Kaye 's mind is back in gear, his courage cranked up, his defenses erected once more. Mammon's features are clearly visible to him now, his true evil becoming blatantly clear. 'My name is Randin Kaye', he whispers to himself. Looking up at the demon, all the former gusto of the man he was ten minutes ago rushes back into his mind, his heart, and his hands. He looks over at the screaming Tabitha, back up to Mammon, and smiles the grin of a hero.

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Randin Kaye "Go to hell," he says blatantly. In an instant, his gun is drawn, his arms a red blurras they move, his movement almost inhuman. The barrell of his magnum looks down into Mammon, hungry for blood

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In the next instant, he fires. Once, twice, three times, the gunshots are extreamly loud. The first bullet spirals towards Mammon's putrid face, the second toward his black heart, and the third, the third screams towards the demon's outstretched hand

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Randin Kaye wiped the blood from his face. He could be disgusted later...he needed to ensure this fight didn't endager the other bar patrons. Hopefully they'd just ignore it. Fights at Gambit's were ridiculously common after all. He notices Mammon, lying on the floor, and is tempted to take another few shots at him. Somehow he doubts it will do any good. He rushes to Tabitha, reloading his magnum as he does. "Are you alright?" he asks her, offering her a calloused hand.

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Randin Kaye gently hushes her, "lie there as long as you need. I'm right here." Stooped over Tabitha, Randin pulls back the hammer of his magnum, aiming directly at the lying Mammon. Maybe he wouldn't get up...

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Randin Kaye eyes clench shut with pain as the blood burns on his skin. Desperately, he removes his jacket, wiping what he can from his face. He staggers a bit, paralyzed by the intense agony for a moment. At least he had wiped it from his eyes before it started burning, THAT could have been bad. He throws his jacket to the ground, the fabric sizzling and smoking. He looks down at Mammon's new form, struggling to steady his hand in spite of his pain. He looks down at Tabitha, "Get the hell outa' here!"

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Randin Kaye clenches his teeth, still fighting the tortue. God...it BURNED. He looks over to the spectators, at Ace and Jakob. He screams at them, all the while fighting his senses to keep his gun on the dead man, "Would one of you two get the FUCK over here and help her? I'm a goddamned cop! She needs help NOW!" Without thinking, twists the gun around his finger, firing in the direction at which Mammon appeared to him. He doubted it would phase the demon, but the action gave him some peace of mind. At least he was fighting the damned thing...

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Randin Kaye spat in the direction of what he percieved to be Jakob. He looked down at Tabitha, screaming. Mammon had left them alone for the time being...what was she wailing about? "What's wrong?" he asks urgently, grunting again, trying to dispel the last remnants of agony still left on his flesh, burning him without burning him

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Randin Kaye jumped at the first spray. Though he felt relief from the pain immediatelty afterwards, he was confused. Wasn't Jakob right over there but a few moments ago? Still, whatever it was it was good. It was healing. He nodded at Jakob, deciding not to question his good fortune, "Thanks. But...can't you see it?"

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Randin Kaye gasps quietly, as if a great burden was lifted off his shoulders. The pain is still evident, but was dispering with Jakob's medicine. He looks over at Ace, "Thanks. Not sure what you did, but I guess he's gone."

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Randin Kaye shakes his head, not quite understanding everything Jakob had just said. He looks to both of them, Jakob and Ace. He speaks softly but sternly, appreciation glimmering in the blue of his eyes, "I thank you. Both of you." He turns to retrieve his brown jacket, charred and burned far beyond immediate repair

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nods at Ace. "Well if you ever run into it again, do the world a favor and get rid of it. You seem to be the only capable of stopping it." He checks, reloads, and finally holsters his gun, his fingers dancing about the weapon in a blur. He puts on the ragged remains of his jacket (hardly one sleave), walks up to the bar, downing a shot someone left on the counter, and leaves as quietly as he came, nodding once more to the patrons as he exits. As he elaves, he mutters to himself, "Holy shit. What a day."

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The Wing City Police Detective enters not far behind Parson, his eyes fixated on him. Here he was, the son of a bitch. He had meant to talk to him yesterday, but that buisness with that damned Empire served as the perfect distraction. Here was though. He approaches Parson from behind, calling out to him in a stern, rugged voice, "Hold it, kid."

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Randin Kaye says nothing as he brings what looks like a cell phone up, snapping Parson's picture. A large flash emits from the device as it snaps a photo. In a few moments, the device would process the image, telling Randin if this little boy was in fact the mass-murderer he thought he was. Randin's voice takes an authoritative tone, he is not afraid, though he is completely aware of the possible danger if this kid was in fact a criminal. "Detective Kaye of the Wing City Police Department. What's your name, kid?"

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Randin Kaye nods quietly. His device began its slow passage through the WCPD Archives. This kid didn't look like a murderer. Then again, most bad-guys in the world never look the part. "Strange place to be meeting an Uncle, wouldn't you say? This bar is one of the most dangerous areas in Wing City. How old are you?"

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Randin Kaye looks over at the strange woman, his deep blue eyes glimmering with anticipation, "are you this child's mother, ma'am?"