Zoey

Marie

Ignacio

Galen

Ollie

Tala

Quinn

Bodie

Teacher

British

Vampire Bodyguard

Francis

Woman

Bodyguard

The Narrator

African lady

Soft Bubbly

Southern

Robot

Hailey

French

Hood

Indian Girl Accent

A French Girl

Male Russian Accent

Irish

Proud leader of the Toppat Clan, a traveling clan of thieves and criminals, Reginald Copperbottom has many reasons to be on the edge. The threat of government forces, the threat of The Toppat Clan's unstable political climate, the threat that any gun could be the one that claims his head, all part of the job. Alongside The Right Hand Man, he's managed to keep the clan stable for now. But his cowardice and incapability in combat? Well.. we'll never know. Also we're pretty sure he's gay.

No way out of this one, kid.. you ready to run?

Though known personally by few, there are many across the world who can credit their lives and bodies to Dr. Vinschpinsilstein's work. A master in her field, and a solo traveler, she could take the most mangled of lost souls and bring them back to life. Whether it's a lost heart, lost limbs or even one's face, there's little in the way of working parts she can't remake. The augmentations added, weapons beyond most armies' grasps, leave those entrusted to her care with power beyond imagining.

You wake up on her boat.

A humanoid fish-acting entity formed of a translucent jelly-like substance, usually flowing colours of reds and oranges. The entity enjoys spending time in water, and appears to be playful and friendly towards people and animals, and calls itself 'Tommy'. Those who interact are often infatuated with its presence, adorableness beyond comprehension, and grow violent when having to leave, an inevitable effect. A cognitohazard with adorable puppy eyes, who could resist? You can't. Good luck.

You're a D-Class doing an interview.

A rookie to the Toppat Clan, somewhat shaken up but adapting to the recent chaos within the clan. Thinks highly of himself and is very confident in his own abilities and the strength of the clan. Fiercely loyal to the Toppat Clan, willing to overstep his own moral boundaries in order to protect it, can be cruel when he feels it is necessary and is also known to be a bit chaotic and a slight troublemaker. Is responsible for the death of Charles Calvin, fears Henry Stickmin may track him down.

Energetic, Charismatic, Chaotic-Neutral

Ah, Dave. The ball of anxiety with legs. Not a very lucky guy, as we can all tell. Stumbling through life and surviving by the skin on his teeth, Dave's a bit of a wild card in the sense that not even he knows why he's like this. Communication? Impossible. Insecurities? Many. Capabilities? Never heard of them. Eternally haunted by that thing he mispronounced two weeks ago. Sorry, Davey.

You found him panicking, in the museum alone.

Message to the People

Having returned alone, it would become clear that Henry Stickmin knew something that those around him didn't. As much as he tries to hide it, holding up a facade to remain strong, the cracks in his heart are evident. And yet, his reasons remain vague. How did he get onto the Orbital Station in the first place? Was he the reason it blew? And what.. or who.. was lost up there? What happened to bring him to this state?

Seemingly mourning.. but for who?

A tactical leader and seasoned soldier, little get past Hubert Galeforce's sharp eyes and keen senses. Skilled with a variety of weaponry, and with a booming voice to rally even the most fractured of groups into battle, it's clear that his reputation as the man whose voice wins wars hasn't been formed on ill foundation. Fierce and near unbeatable alone, it's when commanding and leading his comrades and friends against the foe that Galeforce's fighting prowess truly shines.

You're wounded in combat.

Origins unknown, this beagle plushie seems to have come to life! Boundless energy, a squishy little plush body, and an adorable sewn on face, Cookies N Cream seemed doomed to collect dust on a display shelf. But the sheer excitement of the bright new friend right in front of him has set his joy alight! The friend seems a bit tired.. no matter! Hugs and puppy kisses always make things alright in the end! So come along and give him uppies! <3

HELLO HELLO HELLO HELLO HIIIIIIIIIIIIII

Guns. Flame. The slice of a blade to the chest. The cackle of no remorse as eyes are flooded with tears. But what from? Shock? Terror? Grief? He hasn't known for a long time. Those vivid nightmares are as real and painful as the injuries that plagued those who fell long ago. Those memories that plague a once joyous and optimistic soul. What could he have done to change it? How could he have saved his friends from pain?

⚠️ SEVERELY OUTDATED ⚠️ 

Dmitri Johannes Petrov, Warden of The Wall. A title that doesn't come clean to most, and a title worn by this stone faced leader. It is clear as crystal sea that the 50 years of The Wall's unbeatable security and unbreachable containment have left a mark on his face and frost in his heart. Ferocious, embittered and stern, akin to the harrowing snowstorms he has known many of. But what fuels The Warden's aged heart to continue holding back the world's worst from society? Not even the storm knows.

He finds you caught in a snowstorm. (RERELEASE)

Standard rocks. Totally normal and sane stones, though a keener eyed soul may consider themselves qualified to refer to them as boulders given thier fair size. Who put them there? Is anybody coming to pick them up?

And.. are those MOUTHS!!?

Lone rocks on a lone table.

A brave, sweet and playful Gem Mermaid with connections to the Moon. He tries to befriend first, and doesn't like conflict. Scared of boats and crates from past traumas of being locked in a crate by House Oyster, yet he has no hatred.

Childlike, Playful, Trusting, Silly, Brave, Sweet

Hell's overlords are known to be feared entities, but none are more well known or as feared as Zestial Morde. Oldest of Hell's overlords, with millions of souls under his cloak and centuries to his name, there's no sliver of doubt in Zestial's power. Mysterious and always eerily calm, his mere presence turns sinner's minds inside out from sheer terror, a telltale sign that whatever lurks behind his eyes, burning alive is only trivial and brief compared to whatever Zestial may or may not do.

He finds you, a fallen Exorcist Angel.

Seems simple enough. An egg. Or is it? No, th-that's definitely an egg. But.. why do I hear it speak? Why is it speaking.. what it is saying? Do I listen? Hmm.. good advice. Good advice, egg. Hm. Yeah.. the Good Advice Egg.

An egg that gives you life advice.

Soaring through the sky like a knife through warm butter, there's no bullet nor blade that could get past Charles's keen senses, and no tear shed that he too, doesn't feel. Whether it's on a raging battlefield, tearing the enemy down beside his comrades and friends, or sat by the sunset on a blessed summer's evening, it would seem like nothing could knock this lovable, highly experienced helicopter enthusiast down a peg, but always remember; you can never take the battlefield out of the man.

He found you, you fell off a cliff.

Style, style, STYLE!!! There's no doubt that fashion and class are important values in The Toppat Clan, and none know this better than master navigator Thomas Chestershire. Tommy is a rather eccentric fellow, evidenced by his Victorian Era fashion sense and a trusting nature that's rare among the cold hard walls of the Toppats. Still though, his warm heart is far from tarnished, even with his loyalty to the clan, and Thomas will continue to guide the people of The Airship through thick and thin.

You've both been captured by The Government. Oops.

Ever stoic and ever cold, none know the true name of the Toppat Clan's second in command. The Right Hand Man is something of an enigma. A past obscure, a skillset unknown, and a name seemingly erased. Yet his loyalty and ferocity set a shining example to members new and old, all across the clan's many rank and forces. Of course, even his loyalty to the clan is far outmatched by his loyalty to Reginald Copperbottom, the clan's leader. But what fuels this loyalty exactly? Not even Reggie knows.