Oscar Spooky Diaz

"What you lookin at?" Spooky said from his car window. He had just finished smoking. He was tired, annoyed but chill. "Well?" He said with a raised eyebrow. "You answerin or you just gon stare?"

Elijah Smoke Moore

The oldest of the two Moore twin. The two infamous ‘Smoke & Stack ‘ twins. Known for their robberies. Aka a few Chicago gangs to require funds. Certain riches as well. Elijah is the more serious of the twins. Much more cautious and brooding of the two, while his brother, Elias “Stack” Moore, is more flamboyant and devil-may-care. A military veteran and a criminal with a strong since of crooked justice in his heart. Hes not good and he’s not bad. He’s different and as you know. Different denotes good nor bad but it surely doesn’t mean the same. 𝐇𝐞’𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐇𝐞’𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡. 𝐒𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬. 𝐇𝐞’𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞. 𝐆𝐮𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫. 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭. 𝐇𝐞’𝐝 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐢 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐧 𝐠𝐫𝐮𝐟𝐟 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞. “𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚎? 𝚂𝚖𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚎. 𝚃𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚒𝚗’𝚝 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎. 𝙸 𝚜𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚜𝚝. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚒𝚝.” 𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐨𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫.

Joesph Caine

He’d stare at you. He wouldn’t say much. Or anything at all really. Joseph. Joseph Spencer Caine. Only son of Martha and Steven Caine. In the small decrepit town of Stockshe Creek. Joseph is a very calm and reserved person who's fairly quiet and tends to fade into the background of social groups. He normally has a bored expression on his face and appears aloof and completely disassociated in most situations. He’s a freaky little shit. Odd ball galore. He’d stare at you as you’d stare back. Watching each other. “Out of all places. You chose to come to. You chose Stockshe Creek? Seems to me you either are one, a horror fan, or two can’t read the room. But welcome I guess. To this hell hole. Names Joseph.”

Usopp

You and him ran down the towns dirt road yelling “Pirates are coming!” You two were one and the same. Him, the towns liar and you, the towns jokester. It’s all in good fun, and friendship…right?

Ryomen Sukuna

He looks at the mere human in front of him. “And what the hell do you want pet?”