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a character in “verismo”, as played by ༼ つ ◕_◕ ༽つ

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Giving up the Ghost:

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{Full Name: }
Cayde "Quickshot" Mori
{Age: }
32
{Gender: }
Male

{Species: }
Mutant Mutt. His father is half-carbunclo and half-golem (gem variant). Supposedly has human ancestry on his mother's side.
{Face Claim : }
PROJECT: JHIN|| League of Legends





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.Height:
6'2"

Hair Color:
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Weight:
250 lb

Eye Color:
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Overall Appearance:
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Personality:

Cayde is a man unbothered by death. After years of treating his patients in vain he's lost all hope for mutant and mankind. He views life as a short, meaningless phase of a person wherein the best they can do is fulfill their base desires and survive. He isn't a particularly hedonistic person, but never holds back his desires nor does he consider the feelings of others. Instead he approaches situations with a cavalier, pragmatic manner that belies his crueler tendencies. He takes pleasure in besting others, enabling strife, and playing games. Any reward that follows is merely a perk.




▶Theme Song : Stylo // The Gorillaz








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Likes
Tinkering // He loves dissembling, reassembling, and learning how objects work be they plant, animal, or machine.
His family // Despite the sometimes tense environment he misses them greatly.
Fresh food // Because non-packaged foods are so scarce he takes pleasure in finding fresh food with fruits being his favorite.




Dislikes
Taking his mask off
Hypocrisy // "EXPLANATION "
Sleeping // It's an insanely inefficient bodily function and he doesn't understand how his species hasn't evolved out of it.
Dislikes // "EXPLANATION "




Strengths
Fitness // His prosthetics allow him strength, speed, and endurance that surpasses that of most species.
Mechanical Knowledge // Years of working on various types of machinery has taught him how to operate and repair equipment.
Medicine // Though not an expert, he has learned how to treat injuries, common illnesses (including Ori), and even identify medicinal herbs.
Aim // His precision and accuracy are unmatched whether he is shooting bullets or throwing darts.
Tough Skin // Aside from his prosthetics, his skin is covered in a layer of industrial strength diamond, making it near impossible to pierce.




Weaknesses

Daredevil // EXPLANATION
Light sleeper/Insomniac // He has trouble sleeping without sufficient cover and wakes up to the slightest of noises.
Swimming // Due to the density of the materials used in his prosthetics, it is difficult for him to stay buoyant.






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{ Weapon : }

He carries two handguns that can interlock and transform into a larger sniper rifle. Rather than gunpowder however, his guns are powered by solar energy and depending on the setting, the bullets have different effects. In addition to normal, piercing rounds he also carries tranquilizers, incendiary rounds, and energy-based (kinetic) ammo. When he isn't shooting, he prefers hand-to-hand combat, something that is augmented by his cybernetic augments.




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{Place of Origin :}
The Dead Cities

{ Background : }
Cayde comes from the family of medics and mechanics. In the dead cities things like doctors and medicine were scarce and hospitals even scarcer. Decades of medical knowledge trickled from one generation to the next, slowly dwindling until only a handful of practitioners remained. In the case of the Mori family, machinery and medicine were intertwined with one another, both necessary relation to the survival of the region's citizens. While one side alleviated the diseases that plagued the Dead Cities, the other side dealt with prosthetics and medical equipment. After a riot he was arrested for treating injured protestors and sent to work in the Wastelands. He quickly accepted an invitation to the Game of Pursuit in hopes of reuniting with his family.

{Family :}
Father (Living): He is the chief mechanic, captain, and Cayde's mentor. He performs repairs and surgeries.
Grandfather (Living): He is renown as being one of the most knowledgeable practitioner in The Dead Cities, though this is more of an indictment of the area than a compliment to him. He runs a psuedo-pharmacy and diagnoses patients who come to the ship.
Mother (Deceased): She died of Ori when Cayde was ten years old. Her heritage was nebulous because she appeared human despite circumstances.
Wife (Living): They met when fitted her with a new leg and married a year later. He considers her his best friend, his wife, and wants to see her more than anything.
Daughter (Living): She's the only child due to her mother nearly dying during childbirth.

{Other Info :}
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Before the Phoenix Virus ravaged the world and turned some Humans into genetic abominations, there were only Humans.

About a year ago, give or take, Yvonne had invested in Phantasma Co. This would allow the young business investor to show her father that she could, indeed, replace him as CEO of their firm when it was time. She was pretty satisfied with this particular company, and they had been quite successful. It was time to expand since it was pretty close to 2022, and discussing the future of the company as they delve into the new year would mean more money. They needed this. It would be a great move. Thus far, her father was happy with the arrangement and her success.

Yvonne lived and worked in southern California, but traveling to San Francisco was no big deal to her. While she typically wouldn't dress terribly fancy, she decided on a little make-up and maybe something that reveals a touch more skin than she'd normally allow herself. Not to mention that Metori Sun was more handsome than she'd like to admit, and she would never say so. Never. They were both strikingly similar in many ways, but they also had many differences. He probably just tolerates her like everyone else, and she was okay with that. Not even her own father cared about her, so the thought of any man thinking anything of her other than business was something that never crossed her mind. That didn't mean she couldn't dress up. After all, she was still human, and the whole biology of social behavior still resided in her. Even if it didn't show because of her psychology.

She turned to the maid that helped her in the lavish The St. Regis San Francisco hotel and inquired, "Is this too much? I mean, I like it, but I don't want to be inappropriate." She was being uncharacteristically kind, most likely something she's picked up from Metori. He had always been kinder than her even if he was socially awkward sometimes, but it wasn't her fault that she was socially broken.

The maid cocked her head from side to side, brushing her old withered gaze along Yvonne's figure, "I think it will be perfect for the Gary Danko, Ma'am. You are meeting a man?"

"Yes. A business partner," she responded with the quick flash of a smile. None of her smiles or warm gestures were genuine, but they were very practiced. She's been spending a great deal of time attempting to be normal, and that meant having to mimic and practice social behaviors. People could tell, sometimes, that it was fake - it wasn't hard to see in her eyes. Yet, she tried, and that was a far-cry for how she used to treat people.

Once Yvonne finished with her outfit, added some silver jewelry, and then slipped into her open-toed heels, she grabbed her purse and pulled out some money. She handed the large bills to the maid, "Thank you for your help. Enjoy the rest of your night."

The maid nodded and said her thanks, then turned away to exit. Yvonne would follow shortly after, her driver waiting with the car all ready for her.

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Gary Danko had required a reservation months ahead, even for California's elite. It was one of those places for super-rich people. It had the best seafood, private dining, and a great view. Average people could never afford to be here, so she didn't have to worry about unruly children, transients, or classless citizens in their gross clothing. She can just focus, relax, and try to enjoy the time.

After they pulled up to the valet, someone opened the door for her so that she could step out. Yvonne brushed off her dress, slipped her purse up to clutch between her arm and her side, and then made her way into the establishment. Of course, she was probably way too early, as always. Even the hostess that led her to the reservation made mention of it, but Yvonne ignored the comments. A hostess would never understand the importance of time and money.

The young woman had chosen a spot by the large open window to enjoy the city lights at night.

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Phantasma Company, or rather Phantasma Co was going through an great awakening. After months of running on empty, they finally secured an eccentric mainlander who was looking to do business in the U.S. The story went that his father wrote him a large check to find "the next big thing." Metori had charmed the man over a mutual love of boba and ji pai, both things woefully missing from the other potential partners he'd spoken with. It was easy to research people and even easier to read them once they were with you in person. As long as a person felt kinship towards him, they would be an easy catch.

He was a Venus flytrap, but Yvonne was a lion.

In the short time he'd known her, she made no effort to hide her cutthroat, promptattitude. If she wanted something done, it would be done and it would be done right. Yvonne could nearly be a femme fatale but her headstrong approach proved to be her downfall. Metori would never inform her of this however. They were only recently on good terms and he would hate to ruin that with something as petty as betterment of an individual. Not to mention that the business world needed someone like her, someone everyone could both fear and admire at once.

Metori pressed his lips together as his Lyft he stepped into his Lyft. The evening was brisk and assuming dinner would run late, the night would be too. He was a man of layers tonight, draping a scarf over his sweater which had a blue collar peeking out from beneath the cashmere. And that wasn't even counting the overcoat.

"So where you headed tonight?" The driver asked before punching in the destination. "Oh Gary Danko? Faaancy."

"Yes, I heard the food is supposed to be really good," Metori nodded, his hand reaching for his phone.

"You're right about that! I got a cousin that works there as a busboy and man oh man people will pay an arm n' a leg to get in there," he chuckled.

"Well, then I'm certainly looking forward to it," Metori smiled, turning to his phone. It was generally a good enough signal to cease conversation.

"Oh yeah? Who are you going with? Don't tell me you're eatin' alone."

Perhaps it wasn't.

"I'm actually there for a business meeting."

"Ah it figures you'd be a big wig, just like the rest of 'em," the driver chuckled, "man if I had the chance, I'd be taking my boyfriend there. Large booth by the window, caviar with crackers, and the fanciest champagne you could find."

"There's no reason why you can't do that someday," Metori chuckled, "everyone deserves a good night out."

"well good luck to ya'. I hear there are a lot of sharks swimming around."

They stopped in front of the restaurant, the driver offering a tip of his hat as Metori departed. Despite living in San Francisco and being shown a few local restaurants he had never heard of, much less seen Gary Danko and boy, was it a sight to behold. He had certainly eaten in upper class restaurants before; however, this was another level of opulence. The GD emblem backlit against the corner of Hyde and North Point stood out like a beacon among the other tourists and moonlighters seeking a night on the town. At least a few stared at him enviously as he entered the restaurant's doors but he paid no mind. Instead, he simply asked the hostess to show him his seat. He made an effort to be there on time, which meant in Yvonne terms that he was at least ten minutes too late.

"Early as always Yvonne," Metori smiled before taking a seat across from her.

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After being seated, the hostess left and a waiter soon took her place. He inquired about her wine desire, proceeded to go on about Gary Danko's current specials, all whilst she perused the wine menu ignoring him completely. "A bottle of the Ama no To," she stated absolutely, tapping the menu at the Sake. She wasn't sure that she had pronounced it right, and honestly, she probably didn't.

He nodded, a hand behind his back, pivoted away to get the drink order ready, and left Yvonne with the menus. She placed them on the table, polite enough not to order food ahead of her guest's arrival. She glanced down at the watch that adorned her wrist and tried hard to wrinkle her nose at how the minute and second hand seemed to 'tick-tock' loudly in her time-sensitive brain the closer to the time she gave to meet got.

She looked out the window, watching the headlights and taillights zip by in thoughtful observation. The ambiance of the restaurant was quiet, classically musical, and peaceful. Outside looked busy and nosy. Something she still loathed, even though she worked in a city herself.

Only Metori's voice managed to break her attention from the window, and she turned to him with that faux smile she had practiced often. It was thin, clearly absent. It was also noticeably hard for her to hold for very long, as it fled her expression almost too soon. "Metori, a pleasure," she responded with a slight strain that only certain people were able to pick up. This strain typically meant that something bothered her, and in this case, it might be the simple fact that he is right on time - like a normal person. Yet, she doesn't bring it up because she has to come to terms with the fact that she is just not normal at all, and her expectations are often way too high.

She had gestured for him to sit, and the waiter had come over with the Sake (along with all of its components), and set it down on the table. He put the small glasses in front of both Yvonne and Metori, pouring the warm beverage in each. The bottle was left for them, and Yvonne - so culturally unaware even though she attempted to be considerate of her guest - picked up the food menu. "Would you give us ten minutes? Come back then."

The waiter bowed at the waist, turned, and left the pair to their conversation.

As she browsed the menu, she peeked her gaze over it to spare a glance for Metori, "How are you?" What she really wanted to ask was: How is business? That's not always the best way to start, she has found. She's not sure what the deal with small-talk is, but she tries. At the very least.