1.Dalek
Name: Luxe Ignis (pronounced: Lukes Ig-nus

Race:Hispanic, but rather light-skinned
Age: 16
Height: 5'6"

Build: Of average build, weighing in at about 120 pounds. Rather small in comparison to many of the townsfolk but maintains a fair physique. Internally, Luxe is slowly dying of tuberculosis caused by coal ash in the air. He frequently coughs up blood.

Hair Color:Black with flecks of light brown
General Physical Description: Luxe is fond of peacoats, almost always wearing one despite outdoor conditions. His most frequented attire is a grey peacoat with black buttons and red trimming along with his signature red scarf. Most of the clothing he wears is very well fitting, unlike other townsfolk who wear ill-fitting, ashy clothing. He maintains a clean cut look and has medium length flippy hair that has light flecks of brown which goes well with the layers in his hair, making his hair look like a swishy dark flame. He has a nice complexion due to his young age and lack of outdoor labor. Hazel eyes only complete his fiery look.

Occupation: Luxe does not do much in the way of labor, especially not for the welfare of the city. He outright refuses to do mining labor like the other townsfolk have to. Luxe does not really have to do this "peasant labor" as he calls it because of his parent's wealth which has been passed down to him. He spends most of his time in the University, expanding his knowledge on whatever he finds interesting.

Possessions: Luxe is always carrying a red velvet handkerchief due to his tuberculosis. He is always coughing up blood and finds the handkerchief useful for cleaning up after himself. He is also always carrying his a silver lighter out of habit and safety. Due to frequenting power outages, Luxe finds it comforting to be carrying this light source. The third and final thing that Luxe is always carrying is a charred family photo. EDIT: Another item that Luxe always carries a flask of gasoline to fulfill his pyromanic tendencies and if he ever needs to light something up.

Personality: Luxe is rather hot headed and snobby. He, being born into the wealth of his family who also founded the city's University does not think he needs to work in "peasant labor" and honestly doesn't have to. Things in life come easy to him. Despite being a snobby, non-laboring brat, Luxe is also quite understanding and logical. He takes fact over opinion and will always try to uncover and understand things. He is very calculative and manipulating, frequently using his looks and charm to woo people into doing the things he wants. If that doesn't work, then he just uses money as plan B. Under pressure, Luxe can handle situations very well and knows when he should and shouldn't take his chances. He is a "save yourself, then the town" type of person. So long as he feels safe, only then will he save someone else. He is a bit of a pyromaniac, obsessed with fire and light, only feeling safe if he can see. Luxe can always be seen playing with a silver lighter of his that he always seems to have on him.

History: Luxe's (pronounced Lukes'is) parents, Hale and Lucille Ignis who arrived to the Underground City at it's inception when they were 18 years old, were the first to ever strike gold in the city. Soon after, they founded the Ignis Gold Refinery and had control of nearly all of the gold mines in the city. When they were 34 years old, business was still booming and they found the Ignis University and also gave birth to Luxe Ignis, their first and only son.

When Luxe was only 7 years old, his parents were killed in a factory explosion that left him orphaned. He went into the care of his godparents who then assumed control of the Ignis Gold Refinery and the Ignis University, only to care for it until Luxe came of age.

2.Suffca
Name: Jay Wilson

Race: White
Age: 49
Height: 6 foot
Build: Average
Hair Color: Gray combed over hair with a bushy beard
General Physical Description: Gray jumpsuit with his name stitched right where his heart is.
Occupation: Janitor at the local pub.
Possessions: Wallet, sealed beer bottle and a pocket watch
Personality: Jay has always acted as a fatherly figure over the underground community. He knows how to have a fun time due to spending so much time at the pub but can be irresponsible once he gets a few drinks in him.
History: Jay Wilson started his life in the underground city. Starting as a miner in his early days, Jay broke his arm from a rock slide when he reached the age of 40. Thinking it was time to retire, he eventually found a calm job cleaning up the local pub and helping out where he could.

3.Cecilff2
Name: "Alchemical" Al Berzite

Race: Crab Person Caucasian
Age: 62
Height: 5'5"
Build: Light build. He's rather frail, though his arms fare better due to all the mixing he does
Hair Color: Salt and Pepper
General Physical Description: Always wearing a smock(With plenty of odd stains) and lab gloves, even when not at work
Occupation: Homeopath/Pharmacist
Possessions: Mortar and pestle, Medicine bag, several small knives and measuring tools, a strainer, several guinea pigs.
Personality: Ever curious and oddly spry for his age and frame. Likes to experiment(To the town's displeasure) and is tenacious at solving problems that rear their head even if there doesn't appear to be a solution.
History: Despite his oddball behaviour and insistence on creating his own medicine, Al really does have a degree in pharmacology. Al volunteered for the project certain that he could use the time as a reseach opportunity. He has a garden full of several different plants, and his only request when supplies from the surface come through is for certain plant species seeds...and guinea pigs if he's run out. Sometimes medicine if he really can't make it with what he has. Much to the towns displeasure, if he has(in his opinion) a homemade recipe that'll do the trick for their ill, he'll always urge them into trying that instead of any medicine gotten from the surface. He tests them out on his guinea pigs first. They usually survive.

4.ClintostheGreat
Name: Eithne Ní "Enya" Bhraonáin

Race: Caucasian
Age: 51
Height: 5' 2"
Build: Light
Hair Color: Short black hair
General Physical Description: Beautiful smile and hazel eyes. She wears a red dress and a crucifix around her neck.
Occupation: Sings Celtic songs for the locals, and paints in her free time.
Possessions: Paint brush, watercolors, bible, miniature sailboat
Personality: She is a very friendly person, always doing things out of the kindness of her heart. She tends to break out in song from time to time, or admire something that she thinks would make a good painting. Under pressure she can be a bit mean and might snap at people.
History: Born in Gweedore, Ireland, into a wealthy family of 9 children. Her parents owned a pub and she used to live in a modern-day castle

5.Riverstyx
Name: John Drake

Race: Caucasian
Age: 64
Height: 5'6''
Build: Average build, very pale from all his years underground
Hair Color: Gray, receding hairline
General Physical Description: Very dirty work clothes, wears a cap that looks almost as old as he is
Occupation: Construction Foreman
Possessions: Wallet, cigarettes, pocket knife, a small chunk of gold ore he keeps for luck.
Personality: A gruff and somewhat snarky but fair-minded man. He has known the city since he was a teenager. Very resistant to change; does not like any deviation from his daily routine.
History: He has been a citizen of the city ever since he came down with his parents when he was 14. When he was 16 he took his first job in construction. He had a hand in building several of the buildings around the city. Consequently, he knows the city better than almost anyone. At 30 he became a foreman and has been there ever since. He still prefers to take a direct role in any builds, believing that everyone in the city should pull their weight as much as possible.

6.PartyPoison
Name: Christi Romanov

7.saintpattyk
Name: Jamie Gray

Race: Caucasin
Age: 29
Height: 5'11"
Build: Relatively fit, about 165 lbs.
Hair Color: Dirty blonde
General Physical Description: Jamie dons a dirt covered blue jacket that rests over top a white t-shirt. He wears his hair in a ponytail that reaches the bottom of his neck with his eyebrow-length bangs out. His jaw and lip are riddled with unshaved stubble. Lastly, he wears faded blue jeans with rips in the left knee.
Occupation: Jamie spends his day working at the pub serving drinks to the rest of the city.
Possessions: A black and brown braided leather necklace that holds a medallion with a straw of hay etched into it, a silver band with his name printed along the outside of it, and a pair of headphones with the wire cut from it.
Personality: Jamie is a very affectionate person, often times coming off as a major flirt. He's a very conversational person, but he lacks the ability to listen well. Usually, he comes off as cowardly, but under pressure he will stand back and protect himself and his friends.
History: Jamie was born in Underground City, and started working relatively young. His father owned the pub when Jamie was still a kid, so at the age of twelve he got a job mopping the floors. After he turned twenty-one, he was promoted to the bar and served drinks. He never thought about changing jobs, because his father paid him enough to make ends meet. When his father died after Jamie turned twenty-five, another man bought the pub and everything continued as normal. The only thing that had changed was that he had become a regular customer of the very pub he worked at on days off as well. Not buying any more than a couple of drinks, he kept himself out of the drunken rabble. To this day, his father's death (although of natural causes) bothers him greatly. Throughout the years, his drinking has become more frequent and signs of depression have been apparent. Despite this, Jamie still remains characteristic to his earlier years a majority of the time.

8. Frank the Bunny
Name: Nivek Htims

Race: White
Age: 19
Height: 5'9
Build: Relatively spindly, not emaciated, just skinny
Hair Color: Dark brown, almost black
General Physical Description: Prefers dark clothing, wears stoner beanie, long hair and goatee
Occupation: Bar tender at the pub, reasonably intelligent, with some sort of firearm or blunt object ready, know's how to make Moltov cocktails
Possessions: An oversized beanie, a jacket, and a rabbits foot attached to a key chain
Personality: Has an air of "I don't really give a [censored]" about him, but is actualy suprisingly intelligent, keen on words and verbal judo, with a silver tounge to boot. But when [censored] hits the fan, he has a habbit of swearing and freaking out.
History: Not very special, Dad worked at the pub, as his dad did before him, and his dad before him.


9. I Do Not Know
Name: Matt Hawk

Race: Caucasian
Age: 33
Height:5'10"
Build: average
Hair Color: Brown
General Physical Description: Jeans, Button-up shirt, nice shoes
Occupation: Journalist
Possessions: Camera, pen, notepad, smart phone, laptop.
Personality: Very nosy, but he likes to think of it as being good at his job. He’s a little timid about violence, but will push someone to the edge to get info. Otherwise, he’s very quite when not working.
History: When Matt was growing up, he always liked to investigate things. His dream was to become a police officer, but he found out that he couldn’t shoot to save his life. So, he figured becoming a Journalist would be the next be option. So for though, it hasn’t lived up to his expectations. Then he heard about weird things happening in an underground city, thinking this might be his big shot, he decided to sneak in...

10.Lightcrux
Name: Malistrone Bakerbarnes

Race: Caucasian

Age: 28

Height: 6ft. 1in.

Build: Average (184 lbs.)

Hair Colour: Black

General Physical Description: A plain grey shirt to go with black trousers. Neatly trimmed hair with a short, scraggly beard. Walks with the help of a crutch.

Occupation: Malistrone works as an engineer at the processing plant. An unfortunate accident at the gold mine, while conducting tests for extraction, has left him with a fractured leg and a month's vacation.

Possessions: 1. A pocket knife, 2. Multitool, 3. A bronze ring on the index finger, 4. Painkillers, 5. Flashlight.

Personality:Malistrone is calm and tactful when the situation calls for it. He is always eager to lend a helping hand whenever help is needed. However, recent incidents of violence in the town have made him wary of those around him.

History: Born into a poor family, Malistrone had learnt to struggle well with life. Following in the footsteps of his older brother he pursued metallurgy and landed a job at the processing plant. What followed was celebration at his home, which was short-lived. Since, the very next day his brother was shot dead during a robbery. He lost faith in the city's justice system when the criminals were not convicted. Though bitter about his past, he is willing to let bygones be bygones.

11.Mr.E
Name: Noelle Callum

Race: Equal parts Jamaican and Nigerian heritage
Age: 27
Height: 6'1"

Build: Overall, her build is medium, but her lower half tends towards stronger musculature.
Hair Color: Noelle has braided black hair that extends a few inches beyond the shoulders.
General Physical Description:
Occupation: Noelle splits her duties - she is excused for one day weekly from her iron mining labour job to take part as a lackey in the volunteer component of the police/militia. Generally her time mining is spent pushing carts.
Possessions: Noelle uses an old Jamaican flag as a bandana, and in her ratty beige cargo pants carries a lighter and a pack of cigarettes at all times, as well as a (surprisingly functional) tape player with a Bob Seger tape inside, and accompanying earphones.

Personality: Like most women born into life underground, she developed a razor-edged toughness, though what is often seen as aggressiveness in Noelle is really just an ingrained defense mechanism. She acts tomboyish in order to fit in with the male miners, and sixuality takes a backseat to workmanlike pragmatism.
History: Noelle's parents both worked the iron mines, and so her upbringing was dictated by that social group. She knew from a young age that she was destined to work the mines as well, but when an industrial accident claimed her mother's life when Noelle was 14, she finally ventured outside that bubble, seeking avenues for justice, and eventually finding a ranking officer of the militia who would vouch for her. She knew it to be a flawed organization, but her desire to lift the burden of guilt and anger at her mother's passing carried her through the training to her current position.

12.Xrayman
Name: Gordon Freeman

Race: Caucasian

Age: 77

Height: 6' 1"

Build: Reasonably strong and physically fit, though quite slim.

Hair: Mostly gray, with a few black hairs dispersed throughout.

General Physical Description: Freeman wears an old, relatively intact gray suit with a charcoal tie, white shirt and black shoes. He is relatively unassuming physically, and in spite of the natural frailness which comes with old age, he is still reasonably physically capable (relatively speaking).

Occupation: Currently the resident plumber and physics teacher.

Possessions:
A wallet with a 50 year old driver's license, an old MIT student ID and no cash, an old silver wristwatch that doesn't work anymore, a Colt Python revolver with 4 shots, and an old crowbar.

Personality: Freeman is a patient, intelligent person. He understands other peoples' shortcomings and is able to work around them. He tends to work well in times of pressure, operating methodically and usually without panic. These traits were one of the largest reasons that he was able to escape the Black Mesa facility alive, and survive even through the destruction of the earth's surface.

History: Born in Seattle, Washing, Freeman quickly became interested in science as a young boy. He resolved to pursue a career in scientific research and attended MIT, one of the most prestigious IT universities in the country. After his graduation and prior to the destruction of the earth's surface, Freeman was taken on as one of the resident astrophysicists at the Black Mesa research facility. He became involved in one of the largest scientific catastrophes when his department ripped open an inter-dimensional hellmouth between earth and an alien world. He managed to survive through hordes of aliens and soldiers to escape the facility, however, and after being called upon once more to solve another conflict, he has managed to live a reasonably uneventful life.
13.8-Bit Legend
Name: Harry Stamper

Race: Caucasian
Age: Late 40s
Height: 5'11"
Build: In good shape for his age. Has a bit of a beer gut. You can tell he was built like a greek god in his heydey.
Hair Color: Close-cropped & sandy brown
General Physical Description: Harry's wearing an old t-shirt, a flannel shirt, and a pair of blue jeans that have seen better days. He has his hard hat and flashlight with him.
Occupation: Off-Shore Oil Driller
Possessions: A Seismometer, a box of cigars, a cigar clipper, a cigar lighter, a bottle of scotch, and a bad attitude.
Personality: Harry's all but given up on life. This expedition was supposed to be his last hurrah. He's cool under pressure, but tends to make rash, life-altering decisions. He's very acerbic.
History: After his Off-Shore Oil Drilling business went belly up, Harry became a recluse. His family left him after his alcoholism worsened. He figured he didn't have anything left to live for, so he might as well go underground and do the one thing he's good at: Making large holes in the earth looking for valuable substances.

14.Woolly
Name: Whiskey Polenta

Race: Mediterranean
?Age: 35
?Height: 6'
?Build: Skinny-framed and lanky, but maybe rounding out a little around the middle?
Hair Color: Brown?
General Physical Description:White coat, tie, slacks
?Occupation: Doctor / hack
?Possessions: Stethoscope, medical textbook, bottle of pills (placebos), knives of various shapes and sizes.
?Personality: Skilled fast-talker; quick on his feet; pathologically dishonest; somehow, strangely, feels compelled to heal people who are hurting.?
History: Named after his father (or rather, the only thing his mother knew about his father); grew up getting into all kinds of trouble, one day discovered a white coat and a stethoscope, and started pretending to be a doctor. Cut a few people open and closed them up, and then started actually kind of learning about medicine a little.

15.sjvan0
Name: Daniel Paulson

Race: Caucasian
Age: 34
Height: 5'8"
Build: Lean body, but fairly muscular.
Hair Color: Brown, cut fairly short
General Physical Description: Wears heavy work boots that have seen better days and a worn, grey boiler suit (so the dust from the vents won't show as much).
Occupation: Ventilation Maintenance
Possessions: Tool box with work tools (various size screwdrivers, spanners, etc,), dust mask, large, heavy flashlight, small pocket knife that's mainly used to clean under his nails.
Personality: Something of a loner, he likes to keep himself to himself. He prefers to focus on the job at hand, getting it done as quickly and efficiently as possible. Can usually be heard muttering various curses as he works, the volume and coherency of them being a good indicator of how stressed he is, and there's plenty a dented pipe or table that have been the target of his frustrations.
History: One of those born underground, both his parents worked the mines. Growing up he'd often get bullied after school, so he'd go and hang about with the maintenance workers instead, his small size making him useful for retrieving dropped tools in the narrow tunnels. Now he's one of the few workers responsible for keeping the aging & increasingly decrepit ventilation system running & pumping fresh air in from far above.

16.Commandant Oreo
Name:Ares (not real name)

Age: 31
Height: 6'5
Build: Heavy
Hair Color: Black

General Physical Description: A powerful warrior who still keeps in shape. Has a huge claw scar coming diagonally from his eye. He wears a black hood and wears a white robe, bearing the insignias of his country.

Occupation: Former war hero, now spends his days as an executioner. A job he really enjoys. In his spare time, he sharpens his precious axe.

Possessions: Headsman's Axe, Axe maintenance gear, personal diary, .44 magnum, and torches

Personality: Ares is incredibly hot tempered and has lasting first impressions which are hard to shake. He can be rowdy and mean, his words as sharp as daggers. While he will insult people, he never looks for fights. Although he never backs down from a challenge. He is quick to come to solutions and once he believes he has the answer, he sticks to it until the problem is resolved. He is reserved and cold, but never cruel or inhuman.

History: Ares has been involved in wars since he was 9, when war broke out in his homeland and he was forced to stand up for his country. By the age of 19 he had felled countless soldiers. He eventually gave himself the name Ares and decided to forget his original one, since he seems that his childhood memories were that of another boys since all he knows is war. His name is a constant reminder of what he endured. His parents have been MIA since he was 15. The war finally ended when he was 24. He lost his taste for war but never for killing and took up being a full time town executioner and part time bounty hunter. His town came under heavy fire from an enemy nation and he fled and took sanctuary. He realized his kind of work wasn't appreciated where he was so he took whatever job he could and eventually came to the mines. He is always glad to lend his axe to the law if they need it.

17.Northwind Fusilier
Name: Darren Giles

Race: Human.... probably.
Age: 67
Height: 6'2"
Build: Muscled, broud-shouldered. Once fit, but now gone to seed.
Hair Color: Gray, thinning.
General Physical Description: Wears flannel shirt and denim overalls, almost as threadbare as him. Work boots. Generally grimy.
Occupation: Machinist/Handyman
Possessions: Monkey wrench, pocketwatch, couple of cans of WD-40, a few cloth handkerchiefs, and a small, old journal.
Personality: Gruff, standoffish. Says little, smiles less. Always gets the job done, but becomes grumpier the closer the deadline gets. Never starts a fight, but never backs down from one, either.
History: Darren was one of the first sent down, for reasons that really don't matter anymore. All that matters is he hasn't seen daylight in five decades. Every day is endless toil, backbreaking labor. Only the strong survive here, and Darren's lived longer than most. People come and go so fast, he can't remember the last one he let get close to him. Life is a pointless, unending struggle against the darkness, and Darren can't see any reason to continue it other than he just refuses to let himself be beaten by it.

18.GorbadPS3
Name: Ukko Joutama

Race: Caucasian, Male
Age: 20
Height: 6”1’

Build: Light bodied.

Hair: Light brown, short hair.
General Physical Description: Not very strong. Even though he looks agile, he isn’t. He’s clumsy more than anything.

Occupation: He usually doesn’t do much mining and when he does he’ll complain about pain in his back. Instead, he’s one of the sales men in the shopping hall.

Possessions: A pair of glasses he always have on his nose, a scarf to protect against any dirty particles that might be floating in the mine, a note-book, a silver watch, large packs of extra dark chocolate.

Personality: He’s a quite silent person usually. He doesn’t do much spontaneously and much prefers to think something through before acting. In fact, he prefers not to do anything at all if it’s possible. If under pressure, he’ll skip the thinking part completely. He’d most likely not do anything at all, but sit somewhere alone and eat chocolate. If he’d do something, however, it will be completely reckless and out-of-place of him.

History: Like most, if not all younglings at the mines, he was born there. Due to the lack of sunlight and physical exercise combined, he’s suffering from a weak bone-structure. His parents have both died, both due to the particles they’ve been breathing while working the mines. Ever since, Ukko has worn a scarf while moving outside, breathing through it to protect himself. He has learned to read book and is god at math, that’s why he’s a salesman at the shopping hall.
19.Mighty Racoon
Name: Eric Molson

Race: White
Age: 33
Height: 6'5
Build: Leanly muscled, strong upper body
Hair Color: Brown
General Physical Description: A pair of grubby blue jeans and a grubby white t-shirt. A dirty pair of brown boots.
Occupation: Mechanical Engineer
Possessions: A Toolkit (containing a screwdriver, spanner/wrench, pliers and various nuts/bolts/screws), a wallet with old personal photos and useless currency and a pocket knife.
Personality: A rustic sort of guy, rough around the edges. Rational and calculating, handy in a fight and slow to anger. Once angered though, he'll stop for nothing.
History: Born underground, he's always dreamed of seeing the surface. Clinging to books, he became well read in machines and all things mechanical. Maintenance became his thing. He lost both of his parents at a young age, being raised instead by the maintenance crew underground. No ladies, but he hasn't given up hope of meeting someone. Having been in the wrong place at the wrong time a while back during a mini-protest, he's strongly believed to have been the killer of a young woman protesting. It could never be proven, and he knows he didn't do it, but people tend to give him a wide berth. They only really talk to him when things need fixing.

20.Thadeus Rains
Name: William Griffin III


Race:Human(Caucasian)

Age: 35

Height:6'3

Build: Average build, around 195 lbs.

Hair Color: Sandy blonde

General Physical Description: Wears a dirty, old pair of worker's cover-all. Worn work boots. Very short hair, and a usually has a five o' clock shadow.

Occupation: William is a machinist. He focuses on the upkeep of the Lift and takes care of any repairs that need to be done on the mining equipment. He can also be called on to do any general repairs around the city, acting as a maintenance man. He can usually be found at the Lift, or at any of the supply houses. He does wander into the pub ever so often to chat with the townsfolk and have a drink.

Possessions: Small tool kit containing pliers, a pipe wrench, and a few nuts and bolts. He also carries a knife around his waist, about 4" long. A canteen is carried for water.

Personality: William is laid back and tries to be friendly with the townsfolk. He sees himself as a public servant, and tries to carry himself in a manner of respect. He will usually shy away from a fight, but if pushed into a corner can hold his own. He works well under pressure, having dealt with many maintenance issues during his tenure as a machinist; especially as of late with the imminent power outage.

History: William was born to John and Vivian Griffin. He doesn't know much of his parent's past. His mother was very sickly. His father, also a mechanist, didn't like to speak about about living topside. His father always liked to try and keep a positive attitude, due to William and his mother. Never wanting to make his mother worse he tried to keep the same attitude. His father passed on to him his trade. His mother died when he was a boy of about 12, his father living until two years ago.

21.Fighters_Brotherhood
Name: James Burge

Race: Caucasion - even more so after never seeing sun light.
Age: 25
Height: 5'8
Build: Light build, never seeing the sun and living in a cramped environment means
Hair Color: White-blonde
General Physical Description: Dusty jeans and t-shirt.
Occupation: Journalist for a local paper.
Possessions: Pen, Glasses, Money, Flashlight, Batteries
Personality: A budding journalist, he has a habit for tending towards sensationalism and reacting dramatically to situations. Due to his constant need to satisfy deadlines, he works efficiently under pressure. Tends to get the answers he needs out of weaker people.
History: A second generation underground dweller, he's yet to experience the bright light of the sun. He completed his schooling with ease and soon got an internship as a journalist for the biggest newspaper below the surface. He longs to see the sun and as a result is trying to get a promotion to the "foreign news" section of the paper which focuses on above the surface news.

22.KonyIslandBaby
Name: Eddie Carlyle

Race: Human ( Caucasian )
Age: 36
Height: 6'2
Build: Average with a bit of a beer gut
Hair Color: Black hair slicked back with a generous amount of pomade. It looks greasy and unkempt.

General Physical Description: Eddie wears the standard security uniform of the colony; a navy blue jumpsuit with lace up boots, fingerless gloves, and a kevlar vest over that. His skin is pretty bad, with an alcoholics red nose and a grubby looking shave that looks like he nicked himself one too many times with the razor. His eyes are small and mean, his lips are constantly chapped.

Occupation: Security and investigation for the colony, a job he uses to indulge his violent temper and line his pockets while he's at it.
Possessions: A black extendible police baton, a mini-flask of Jameson whiskey (special reserve), a C-D walkman loaded with "The Specials live", Park Drive rolling tobacco with papers and filters, a straight razor-blade, condems, and a gold pocket watch with a photo of his late wife in it.
Personality: Crude and brash with anger issues to boot, he conducts himself somewhat poorly socially, although he could care less. He's always waiting for someone or something to set him off, at which point he gets rowdy with his talk and his fists. In reality he is a lonely man embittered by the death of his wife, and generally doesn't have much to say about anyone unless it's confrontational. He isn't known for keeping his cool and enjoys "breaking down" others so that they are on his level of emptiness and dread.

History: Born in Bethnal Green, London, he always had issues with authority figures and was a target for police on the beat. He was often arrested for petty crimes which drove his mum away from him, and when an opportunity came to colonise below-ground he was sure to take it. Soon he landed a gig as colony security, got married to a miner, and the power went to his head. He was a corrupt guard that became downright dangerous following his wife's death in a mining cave-in.

23. El Joe
Name: Alice Edvige

Age: 26
Height:5'0''
Build: Slim with capable muscles.
Hair Color: Brown
General Physical Description: Can generally be found in short jean shorts and a tank top while in and out of sandals. She makes no attempt to hide the burns that scatter around her left shoulder or her oddly shaped feet.
Occupation: Activist
Possessions: A carton of cigarettes, a lighter, a pen, a small notepad, a clipboard, and some of her feminine things, all contained within a small backpack.
Personality: She is very comfortable with herself and in all potential roles, but she excels at leading. Alice is usually too lighthearted for arguments, too laid-back for backlash, and too authoritative to even acknowledge dissent. Confidence oozes from her. Exploring is a favorite activity for her, while climbing her preferred method. Although not terribly competitive, it can come to fruition when she's having fun. Otherwise, she is driven by the signs of progress and the idea of a brighter tomorrow. She can be slow to trust, but Alice still maintains a fairly personable attitude. Punctuality isn't big with her, and she has accepted the fact that people see her as arrogant.
History: Her past is unremarkable. She grew up here, saw some major problems, and has been educating and organizing the populous about them for as long as she can remember.

24.Xetirox
Name: Daniel Daxter

Race: Caucasian
Age: 33
Height: 6’
Build: He was generally in shape when he first arrived five years ago, but as time passed and his bitterness grew, he’s start to pack on some extra pounds.
Hair Color: Black
General Physical Description: When off duty, he wears his beige-colored cargo pants, white tee-shirt, and bomber jacket over it. Has a generally unkempt and unshaven appearance.
Occupation: Security officer.
Possessions: Currently, he has a flash light, taser, standard issue handgun, and a wallet with money, identification, and badge.
Personality: Daniel tries to be attentive and always at the ready, as he used to be while under pressure, but years spent working in the subterranean colony have just made him too bitter and morose to really care about what’s going on around him. He would desperately like to leave, but just can’t make it happen. As such, he often spends his off hours drowning his frustrations at the pub. Daniel would like nothing more than for something to happen down here, something that would get him out of this hole in the ground.
History: Prior to going to the underground colony, Daniel was a security officer for a major corporation. He initially showed promise, until one odd event happened where he encountered a lost young girl in the building. While working to contact her guardian, he caught her in the corner of his eye suddenly pull out a stun gun, and managed to knock him out. When he came to, he found out there was a heist that day where corporate secrets had been stolen. He lost his job for that and ever since had a hard time finding steady work. The only place he could find was in the gloomy underground colony. He went there, hoping that he would eventually be able to transfer somewhere else once he proved himself. However, it’s been made clear by his superiors that they don’t intend on letting him out for a long time.