#bisexuals at large who are lawyers (unfortunately)

[1800duckhotline]

Speaking of. Theyre best friends in every universe <3

[derelictheretic]

name: Heather Lucille Valentine

age: 30

height: 5' 2"

birthdate: Friday, April 3rd 1988

star sign: Aries

sexuality: bisexual

hometown: Dallas, Texas

personality: Confident, sarcastic, flirty, witty, impatient, sadistic, manipulative

likes: Herbal tea, cats, knives, winning, crime novels, pressed flowers, journaling, incense,/scented candles, red, cinnamon, autumn, metal/screamo, pain, inflicting pain, watching people squirm, snakes and insects, documentaries, sunsets, travelling, enclosed spaces/full spaces, being around people, crosswords, dandelions, abstract art

dislikes: Black coffee, dogs, people above her, losing, romcoms, pop music, paprika/chilli, happy endings, mornings, paperwork, empty/large spaces, being alone, lectures, radio talk hosts, fine arts, good people, casinos, pet names/nicknames, the smell of eucalyptus, god/religion, being told what to do, herself

fun(?) facts:

She enjoys journaling, it's therapeutic for her and probably one of her only healthy coping strategies. She loves abstract art so she loves making it asymmetrical and writing in random places on the page, her calligraphy is gorgeous and the pages always end up looking like an art piece.

She likes reading crime novels, she wanted to be a lawyer in that particular field but her parents persuaded her to go into the real estate field instead. They were afraid her reputation could get ruined if she ever had to defend a murderer or something like that, while she would have loved to have done just that and seen if she could have won.

She did a secondary course in psychology, whether out of boredom or the want to know more about how the human mind works (So she could break it or figure out what's wring with her) she wouldn't give a straight answer.

She genuinely loves snakes and insects, she had a pet tarantula when she was younger and a pet python when she was living in Atlanta. John let said python out during a drunk escapade through her apartment and she never hated him more than when she found it dead on the pavement the next day.

She bonded with John at first because they were both children of overbearing religious parents who beat them for one reason or another, then she began to resent him because she saw too much of herself in him and his bad habits and she didn't want to accept that she was like him at all.

Heather mainly relied on drugs, alcohol and "domming" other people to release her stress and anger. Sex was never a big relief for her and was more something she did to hold power over someone.

She has a step sister from one of her father's affairs but they don't get along, she is everything Heather thought she would be and she hates her for being happy and having a loving family.

Heather was one of the top lawyers beside John, they were rivals in their respective firm because of that. Heather had to do twice the work to stay on top and twice the manipulating and still she never quite got to surpass him, especially since he left.

Heather adopted a stray cat that was missing his tail, she named him stubby and she got very attached to him. Unfortunately around the time she lost her job due to a scandal he passed away, which left her in an even worst state of mind.

She can't stand spicy/hot food, she will cry if there is even a pinch of paprika or chilli powder in something. She is very sensitive to spice and she hates it.

Her apartment is big, but empty and she's rarely ever in it. It's more so something she has for when it's her turn to throw the end of the year party and she wants to show off how successful she is. She sleeps in the guest bedroom most nights.

She enjoys being in a crowd because she can get lost in it but she hates actually having to talk to people and be social and polite. (She loves when she can be rude and bitter because she's been forced to be prim and proper and polite since she was born)

She loves heavy metal and screamo music, it matches her actual energy and shuts her head up and some of the songs have lyrics that really resonate with her. (She will never tell anyone she listens to it though and has classical vinyls and a record player for show)

[rosethornewrites]

Fic: The Rebellion of Adrien Agreste, ch. 14

Relationships: Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir & Gabriel Agreste | Papillon | Hawk Moth, Juleka Couffaine/Rose Lavillant, Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir/Luka Couffaine, Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug & Kagami Tsurugi, Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir & Luka Couffaine, Lila Rossi/karma, Gabriel Agreste | Papillon | Hawk Moth/aneurism, Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug/Kagami Tsurugi, Plagg & Tikki

Characters: Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir, Gabriel Agreste | Papillon | Hawk Moth, Lila Rossi, Jagged Stone, Plagg, Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Luka Couffaine, Penny Rolling, Anarka Couffaine, Rose Lavillant, Juleka Couffaine, Kagami Tsurugi, Alya Césaire, Chloé Bourgeois, Wayhem, Nadja Chamack, Nathalie Sancoeur, Sabine Cheng, Tom Dupain, Tikki, Fang, Principal Damocles, Caline Bustier, Ms. Mendeleiev, original minor character, Alec Cataldi, Lila Rossi’s Mother, Sabrina Raincomprix, Roger Raincomprix, Mylène Haprèle, Le Gorille | Adrien Agreste’s Bodyguard, Nino Lahiffe, Nooroo

Tags: Lila Rossi salt, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Teenage Rebellion, Swearing, Bad Parent Gabriel Agreste, Crack Treated Seriously, Lila Rossi’s Lies Are Exposed, Cuddling & Snuggling, Luka Couffaine Needs a Hug, Paparazzi, Parentification, Marinette Dupain-Cheng Needs a Hug, Gabriel Agreste Needs an Aneurism, Uncle Jagged Stone, we’re all queer here, the spirit of punk is sometimes just being allowed to be yourself, Kagami Finds Her Groove, punk rock fashion, Savage Kagami, Marinette protection squad, Good Parent Sabine Cheng, Good Parent Tom Dupain, Protective Kagami Tsurugi, Protective Luka Couffaine, Bisexual Marinette Dupain-Cheng, Pansexual Luka Couffaine, Sharing a Bed, Pet Names, LGBTQ Character, LGBTQ Themes, Instagram, Bullying, Social Media, Anxiety, Makeover, Hugs, will cure your acne, Face Punching, Bad Ass Juleka Couffaine, Rumors, Protective Juleka Couffaine, Protective Adrien Agreste, Lawyers, Hijinks & Shenanigans, Holding Hands, accountability, mental health, Jagged Stone’s well-paid pet shark, How to Make the Evening News, Sexy eyeliner for days, one fish two fish Lila is a screwed fish, How to have fun and piss Gabriel off, Fuckery, sweet litigious karma, Alya sugar, lawyer shark doo doo doo doo doo doo, Schadenfreude, Bad Ass Alya Césaire, Gaslighting, abuse denormalization, Jagged likes his lawyers like he likes his pets: toothy af, Blood in the Water, Everything you didn’t know you wanted and some things you did, Gabriel Agreste is shark bait, Denial, Consequences, Principal Damocles salt, caline bustier salt, the impotence of Gabriel Agreste, snarky Nooroo, lies and the lying liars who tell them, Lila’s brain is a narcissistic hellscape, Lila’s mind is built like an Escher piece, Alec Cataldi salt, Adrien Sugar, wholesome salt, Fu Salt, Kwami Shenanigans, Nooroo is a little shit

Summary: Jagged's Shark! Doo doo doo doo doo doo!

Notes: Jagged’s shark! Doo doo doo doo doo doo! (@norakwami​ fault, there.) For real, though. Look up the lawyer’s first and last name for extra lulz. I research too much. And also I love puns. Also researched diplomatic immunity—Lila’s mom could refuse to waive it only for her bosses to override her and waive it anyway. And for serious crimes that’s sometimes the case. I wanted some Alya sugar here; yeah, she and multiple other people believed Lila and dismissed Marinette's concerns. The adults are the ones who deserve salt, though. Not a 14-year-old.

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Chapters 1-2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 | Chapter 10 | Chapter 11 | Chapter 12 | Chapter 13

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They were still waiting for M. Damocles to finish contacting Mme. Rossi, Marinette having fallen asleep against Sabine and Adrien tempted to follow suit, when a commotion caught their attention. Marinette blinked awake at the shouting.

Curious, Adrien got up to peer around the corner. What he saw left him gaping.

Mme. Bustier’s class had spilled out of the classroom, and were watching as Lila and her mother yelled at each other in rapid-fire Italian, both red-faced. It was almost shocking how they met the stereotype of the hot-blooded Italian in their fervor.

Adrien watched, captivated, only vaguely aware when he was joined by the others, and when the lawyer knocked on the principal’s door and let him know about the “spectacle,” as she called it.

Marinette cried out, her face pale, pointing at a butterfly hovering near the scene. Alya took out her phone to record it, her face a mix of horror and excitement, as though she wasn’t sure she wanted an Akuma just now. Mylène started crying. Juleka moved protectively in front of Rose. Other classroom doors were opening as teachers and students alike came to investigate the commotion.

The Akuma hovered, seemingly uncertain as to which of the Rossis it wanted to go after. Unfortunately, Lila saw it, her expression brightening as she dashed toward it.

“I’ll show you all!”

Adrien gasped as the girl touched her pendant to the Akuma and a familiar butterfly-shaped mask appeared over her face. She would come after him and Marinette, and probably Luka and Kagami. And Jagged and Penny and the lawyer and Tom and Sabine… They were all defenseless. He wasn’t sure he’d be able to get away quick enough to protect them.

As he stood there, frozen, Alya dropped her phone, rushed forward, and clocked Lila in the face. Once she was on the ground, she ripped the necklace from her neck. Mme. Mendeleiev rushed forward with a large beaker from her chemistry lab as Alya broke the pendant, capturing it and covering the opening with a book.

Marinette rushing past him unfroze Adrien, and he ran after her as she hugged a pale, panting Alya.

“Alya, that was amazing,” she breathed. “You saved everyone.”

“Mari— Oh, god, Mari. She wanted to be Akumatized. She was going to go after you and hurt you, and I just couldn’t—” Alya was sobbing in her arms, babbling. “I’m so sorry I didn’t believe you. I’ve been a terrible friend! You tried to tell me, and p-protect me and instead I believed someone I barely knew instead of you. I c-couldn’t let her hurt you!”

As Marinette reassured her, Mme. Mendeleiev told a pallid and shaking M. Damocles that she would put the Akuma somewhere Lila couldn’t reach it for Ladybug and Chat Noir to deal with later.

Lila was keening softly on the ground, her nose obviously broken with this punch, and Adrien couldn’t help but feel a bit of schadenfreude at the sight. Her mother seemed frozen in shock, not even moving forward to comfort her daughter.

“Alya got the Akuma on video,” he murmured, thinking aloud. “So there’s video of Lila going after it to be voluntarily Akumatized.”

Nino picked up Alya’s phone, checking to see that nothing was broken. He pressed the screen to stop the recording. “Yeah, dude. She totally did. Sabrina, you might wanna call your dad. This is big.”

Sabrina immediately pulled out her phone and retreated into the classroom; Chloé blocked the door to make sure Lila didn��t try to stop her, though it seemed unnecessary—the girl gave no indication she’d heard.

M. Damocles stepped forward toward Mme. Rossi. “We will need to have a conversation about your daughter, but perhaps that will need to wait until after her arrest.”

Mme. Rossi turned white, eyes wide. “A-arrest?!”

“Your daughter just knowingly and willingly attempted to aid and abet a terrorist, Mme. Rossi,” the lawyer said, not unkindly. “She will face far more than just the lawsuits by M. Stone, M. Dupain, and Mme. Cheng.”

She stared at the lawyer as though uncomprehending.

“Of course, you could claim diplomatic immunity for your daughter, but it is likely she will at least be expelled from France, though France may choose to refer this matter to the Court of Justice of the European Union, as anti-terrorism laws extend beyond our borders.”

“Who are you?” Mme. Rossi finally demanded.

The lawyer smiled her best shark smile. “I am the head of M. Stone’s legal team, Maître Eulalie Reschignier.”

Adrien tried not to smile when he realized her name was almost a pun.

“My daughter has diplomatic immunity from all lawsuits, as I’m sure you are aware.”

The shark smile became a bit toothy. “We’re aware of that, but also aware that she can be expelled from France at the discretion of the French government.”

Whatever response Lila’s mother intended to give was interrupted by the arrival of Lieutenant Raincomprix and a retinue of other officers.

Nino stepped forward and played the video for the officers. Afterward, Roger approached the still-crying Alya to explain they’d have to take in her phone as evidence until the file could be processed. She just nodded, accepting the temporary loss; she hadn’t let go of Marinette yet.

Then he turned to Mme. Rossi. “We’ll have her injuries checked at the station, but it appears your daughter was attempting to voluntarily become an Akuma. While Akuma victims are never prosecuted, this is a very different issue.”

Mme. Rossi balked. “My daughter has diplomatic immunity!”

“We’re aware,” Officer Raincomprix said with a nod. “Since she has diplomatic immunity, she’ll be moved to a facility outside of Paris pending her likely expulsion back to Italy. Since she attempted to aid and abet a terrorist, your home country will decide whether to waive her diplomatic immunity, but regardless she is too dangerous to keep in Paris.”

That silenced Mme. Rossi, as she realized the limits of the Vienna Convention on Diplomatic Relations.

Several officers helped Lila off the ground and led her down the stairs toward the school entrance, followed closely by Mme. Rossi.

Adrien breathed a sigh of relief at their exit. He doubted they’d ever have to deal with Lila again—at least not in person. And he was willing to bet Italy would take a long hard look at her. Meeting Marinette’s eyes, he could see she was having similar balming thoughts; it’d take them all a while to heal from this—especially if the tears still streaming down Alya’s cheeks and the guilt in her eyes were any indication—but they’d move past this somehow, and hopefully their relationships would all be strengthened.

M. Damocles cleared his throat. “Are we finished here?”

Jagged’s smile was almost malicious. “I don’t think so. Eulalie?”

Maître Reschignier turned to the principal. “It seems Mlle. Rossi’s removal from class will no longer be necessary. Instead, we seek anti-bullying and anti-harassment training for all school personnel in addition to the investigation into the treatment of Mlle. Dupain-Cheng.”

Adrien couldn’t help but notice the elated smile that graced Mme. Mendeleiev’s face briefly, taking years off her appearance, before disappearing under her usual scowl. She, at least, was clearly not opposed to any of that. Mme. Bustier, however, looked displeased—and given that she’d rolled over multiple times to enable both Chloé and Lila, he wasn’t surprised.

The lawyer smiled, this time sincerely, at Adrien and Marinette. “I believe M. Agreste and Mlle. Dupain-Cheng would be best served returning to their class while M. Stone, Mme. Rolling, M. Dupain, and Mme. Cheng iron out the specifics with you in your office, M. Damocles.”

“Ah… Of course, Maître Reschignier.�� The principal pulled out a handkerchief from his breast pocket and wiped his brow. “That seems best.”

Mme. Bustier gestured to enter the classroom. As Adrien moved past the lawyer, she murmured, “I do hope your father will present more of a challenge, M. Agreste.”

He couldn’t hold in his laughter—oh, Adrien hoped she wrecked Gabriel Agreste.

And that he had a front-row seat when she did. And maybe some popcorn.

[brassclaws-of-oddworld]

Lee Bio

Full Body Ref: (X), (X)

Full Name: Lee Niekel Wokami

Alias(es): Boss, Mistress Leer, Phoebe Leer

Affiliation(s): The Brass Claw Cartel, The Silver Bullets, House of Noir

Voice Claim: Aurelio Voltaire [Voice Samples]

Skin color: Cyan blue, and silvery blue underbelly.

Age: Young Adult (25 in Nilijin years)

Height: 10’ 2"

Body type: Muscular and lean

Preference(s): Biromantic/Bisexual

Personality: 

Prideful/Vain

Competitive

Territorial

Possessive

Perfectionist

Childish 

Impulsive

Artistic

Easily bored/distracted

Generous

Loyal

Sarcastic

Likes:

High-end fashion

No-bake cookies

Causing chaos/destruction/explosions

Tea (Prefers smokey, floral, and fruity teas)

High-quality booze

Books (He loves history and true crime novels)

Being pampered

Puzzle games (Most of his phone apps are these kinds of games)

Experimenting with makeup

Hosting/performing in drag shows (he especially loves to pole dance, and strut on runways)

Dislikes:

Awkward silences

Being bored

Technology (He has a love-hate relationship with it mostly)

Hangovers

Heavily processed foods

Being cold (He avoids snowy places like the plague)

Being ignored/lonely (It makes him uneasy, but he’s coping with it)

Unachievable expectations

Abilities:

Fast runner (Despite his stature, Lee is incredibly lithe)

Has a cyborg left eye (Gives him the ability to snipe targets, see long distances, pin-point weak spots on enemies, and gives him literal photographic and video memory)

Dead-eye shot with long-range firearms

Advanced level in hand-to-hand combat

Certified gun carrier (typically has duel handguns on his person)

Enduring strength (Not as much raw power as Feng and Kyung, but still able to assist in heavy-lifting with the height advantage)

Natural defenses (Can and WILL fight with his claws, teeth, and tail if he must.  He’s especially good at kicking, and using his tail as a sharp whip)

Past:

Lee was born into a large, wealthy and prestigious family in Nilijong.  Despite the major advantage he was raised with, Lee’s father was constantly absent, often leaving Lee’s mother and hired help to raise him and his siblings.  Unlike his other siblings, Lee was unfortunately slower to develop mentally, resulting in him receiving homeschooling until he was deemed ready to attend a formal academy to advance his education.  Fortunately, Lee took to socializing with students quickly, steadily forming a clique of his own that was very tight-knit yet rather dysfunctional.  Years later, Lee achieved his “perceived” life goal of becoming a highly successful lawyer.

Despite his somewhat unorthodox and outrageous methods in court, Lee had a knack for criminology, malicious compliance, sighting flaws/clues that would slip through the cracks, and exploiting loopholes.  This would not only grant him high relevance in the Nilijong media, but also ended up making him a target of a perpetrator who was being tried for murder.  The killer managed to damage Lee’s left eye, but didn’t scare Lee away from his career in Law.  Instead, it encouraged him to start learning various means of self-defense both using martial arts and firearms.  Down the line, Lee would eventually find himself hired to represent a CEO that was put on trial for abusing his workers, conspiracy, and fraud; there was iron-clad evidence against the CEO that even Lee couldn’t find holes in.  

He found himself in a losing battle that could either tarnish his record as one of Nilijong’s best lawyers Moolah could buy, or he could find a way to win the case at the cost of further causing pain to the loved ones of the victims and being seen as a dishonorable shill.  It wasn’t until he confided in his closest fellow lawyers and attorneys did he find a way to not only get out of the bind, but drop the case knowing that the CEO would be brought to justice.

Present:

Lee has continued to live a relatively luxurious lifestyle as a leader of his own gang of vigilante assassins called the Silver Bullets with a new career as a Drag Queen performer/celebrity.  While Lee still maintains a good relationship with his mother, he has become incredibly distant from his family after he quit his law career at the disapproval of the rest of his family and the family’s rich peers.  While the Silver Bullets are an independent gang, Lee whole-heartedly loves working as one of Feng’s close associates, especially when he gets his kicks from slaughtering and destroying companies that are overdue for a serving of justice that no court of law can dish out.

[rejectclone]

I’ve been meaning to update the mini bios for my OCs, it took me some time to try to condense their core aspects and backstory stuff into smaller paragraphs but I’m finally done!

NAME: Jared Clements

AGE: 28

GENDER: Male

SEXUALITY: Bisexual

RACE: White (is of Hispanic descent)

OCCUPATION: Detective/Deputy

ALIGNMENT: Chaotic Good

SHORT BIO: Who was once one of the greatest detectives in Neo York City’s police branches, now a shattered former shell of himself after the Incident. Physically and emotionally mauled from the explosion that killed his partners and his reputation, he now ruminates at the station, plotting for his revenge against the criminal organization that led to his fall. Formerly known to be the most kind and upbeat member of the station, he has become cold and callous to everyone, but the new recruit might pull him from his self-imposed darkness.....

NAME: Devon Cox

AGE: 25

GENDER: Male

SEXUALITY: Straight

RACE: ‘White’/Ambiguous (HEAVILY mixed, but he identifies mostly with being Italian)

OCCUPATION: Trainee Officer, former illegal bloodsport boxer

ALIGNMENT: Neutral Good

SHORT BIO: The bastard son of a seedy bookie and a mother who clearly did not take good care of herself, along with being the only mute member of his family, he was deemed a unwanted child. Eventually, his parent’s actions caught up to them one night out, and as they were slaughtered, their son was left alone at home. Soon adopted by his uncle on his father’s side, he was essentially forced to ‘repay the debt’ by becoming a bloodsport fighter, regardless if he wanted to do it or not. As a adult, the illegal ring has fallen due to on-going corruption, he is now again left alone as his corrupt uncle got hauled off to prison. Left to his own devices and lamenting his actions, he now wants to pave his own path by repaying his own debts by joining the NYPD. Unknown to his new coworkers, he has spilled blood numerous times and won’t hesitate to do what must be done in some situations.....

NAME: B055 M4N

AGE: 24 in 4027 (BEFORE DEATH) 80 in 4083 (POST RESURRECTION)

GENDER: Male

SEXUALITY: Straight

RACE: White

OCCUPATION: Lieutenant

ALIGNMENT: Lawful Neutral

SHORT BIO: He was supposed to be the next gleaming star in the NYPD’s legacy of lieutenants, all from the same bloodline spanning across decades...... until he was assassinated at his induction ceremony in front of the general public. Ironically, his fate was not sealed there, as a week before his induction, he was coaxed into signing up for a ‘organ donation program’, to a incredibly specific experimental medicine company. He never expected his corpse to be used in a unethical program to create a supercomputer, devised of a human consciousness instead of a AI, to ensure that it will have a good stance on logical proceedings of organization and the law, and will not suffer from conflicts of interest. Unfortunately for him, the total conversion to a machine was semi-successful, as they could only resurrect his head...... Now doomed to be a severed head in a jar filled with PFC and the inability to speak (well, at least without using text-to-speech), he has been forcibly instated to be the permanent boss of the station. His true appearance is a facade to essentially everyone, as the ‘higher-ups’ creates false non-existent lieutenants to be instated every few years to keep the act going, except a very select few know of his current situation.

NAME: Lydia Hall

AGE: 25

GENDER: Female

SEXUALITY: Lesbian

RACE: White

OCCUPATION: Psychiatrist, uses ‘personal nurse’ as a cover

ALIGNMENT: True Neutral

BIO: She is considered to be one of the ‘greatest’ newer psychiatrists to ever grace the continental US, but nobody expected her to suddenly disappear off the face of the earth, upon getting a ‘promotion’ one day. Unknown to almost everyone, she was coerced into the psychological monitoring of one of the company’s most experimental projects, the undead severed head turned database at the local NYPD station. His previous care taker had to be laid off due to ‘concerns’, and thus she now must monitor him on a near daily basis, cleaning out his tank, making sure he is still sane, and to just stay there to entertain him basically. She never expected her career to be basically reduced to a personal nurse, and yet here she is. Unfortunately for her, the true nightmare unfolds when a certain hazmat wearing being stumbles into the picture.

NAME: Lawrence Grey

AGE: 47

GENDER: Male

SEXUALITY: Straight

RACE: White

OCCUPATION: Geneticist

ALIGNMENT: Neutral Evil

BIO: A famed scientist who has been working for ages for a experimental medicine company. He was renown for his research in advancing certain projects, some more well received than others however. A overall stoic man, his coworkers reluctantly follow his command, never fully knowing what he thinks of them. Dedicated to his work, the higher-ups gave him access to a incredibly hidden cloning program, regardless if he wanted to work there or not. Not wanting to bond to his ‘projects’, he continued his intimidating aura, until one of them in particular piqued his interest. It would have been better if the clone never showed any promise however, as the impeding transport to another lab will lead to his escape, and his ‘father’s’ coma.....

NAME: [REDACTED]

AGE: [REDACTED]

GENDER: [REDACTED]

SEXUALITY: [REDACTED]

RACE: [REDACTED]

OCCUPATION: [REDACTED]

ALIGNMENT: [REDACTED]

BIO: ……………… he wasn’t meant for this world. The forced byproduct of a illegal cloning procedure, made to be a rejected failure on purpose. As for why? The higher-ups of the organization believed that the more malformed and sickly the clones are, the higher the chance they might carry new genes that can cure said sicknesses. The #439th clone to be made, he seemed to be another waste of flesh and blood. If it wasn’t for his ‘caretaker’, he would’ve been euthanized after a month. Desperate to ‘spare’ this subject, the caretaker demanded him to be transferred to another laboratory base, as rumors began to spread that the project has been leaked to shareholders. That fateful night, he was given a technologically advanced hazmat suit to conceal his inhuman appearance, and was shipped off to his new ‘home’. Alas, as fate would have it, the hovervan he was in along with his ‘father’, crashed, leaving him to wonder aimlessly in the pouring rain, hiding in a alleyway until he was spotted by two odd looking officers, trying to close-off the crash site. He was taken in to the station, where somebody claimed it was his ‘son’. Taken up to the lieutenant’s office, much to the confusion of many, this clone will blend into daily happenings of the station.

NAME: Ren Nakamura

AGE: 22

GENDER: Male

SEXUALITY: Robosexual

RACE: Japanese

OCCUPATION: Future heir to the head of a crime syndicate, doubles as a criminal lawyer as a cover

ALIGNMENT: Lawful Neutral/Evil

BIO: The next in line to his family’s criminal syndicate legacy, he is reluctant at first, but must come to terms to what he must do. Raised up to be cold and unrelenting towards his underlings and other syndicate bosses, he will never back down from a fight, always striving to be on top. However, nobody really expected him to come up with a plan to undermine other syndicates, by actually studying criminal law and becoming a legitimate defense attorney in order to coax his clients into exposing future plans (in which he will immediately inform his father of...). Recently he was assigned a personal body guard, who has a ‘unique’ physical composition and will surely make a great hitman. The two of them go along quite well, considering their popular opposites in personality.

NAME: Deangelo Moore

AGE: 25

GENDER: MALE

SEXUALITY: Gay

RACE: German-American

OCCUPATION: Cybernetic hitman, uses ‘criminal lawyer’ as a cover

ALIGNMENT: Lawful Evil

SHORT BIO: Neither fully man nor machine, this once respected art dealer has gone fully into the seedy underbelly of Neo York. As a escapee convict test subject from a experimental ‘liquid metal’ cyborg program, he is a con man on the run, until as fate would have it, he was accepted as a personal ‘body guard’ for one of his former clients’s son. With no real home to go to anymore as his public reputation has been disgraced, he now gleefully takes in stride that he is a ‘ghost’ among the populous, a potentially unstoppable killing machine who is only curbed by his greed and urge to be respected by other powerful beings. His former life now gone, he now works for his employer as if they were blood relatives, and even agreed to do a surreal operation, to directly siphon information from other rival ‘organizations’ by acting.........as public criminal lawyers who defend them..........

NAME: ‘John’ (he was never properly named by any of the scientists, so he named himself. His ACTUAL name is Specimen - 1257)

AGE: 21

GENDER: Male

SEXUALITY: Straight, but questioning

RACE: Literally nothing

OCCUPATION: Chemist, radiobiologist

ALIGNMENT: True Neutral

BIO: After two nuclear wars ravaged the Earth, odd things will happen to all sorts of life. This is one of them, a human who has the unfortunate pleasure of having their physical composition be mainly nuclear radiation. Much about his early past is kept under wraps by the US government, who sent him away as a infant to a remote chemical research base in Alaska, in fear of him being the next nuclear detonation. Left without proper social interaction and is just seen as a genetic anomaly, it left him with a warped view of life. With incredibly poor socialization skills but a surprisingly large scientific intellect, he has been reduced to hidden-away lab worker, who’s aware of essentially being a captive but is shocking content with it. After all, if he were to be released, the genral public wouldn’t take too kindly to a mannequin-like being with stark white skin and exposed green goo leaking out of his facial orifices, with a near constant glowing aura.

NAME: ‘Mark’ (he was never properly named, and this is just a name given to him by ‘John’. His ACTUAL name is Specimen 1258)

AGE: 21

GENDER: Male

SEXUALITY: Literally doesn’t care at all

RACE: Literally Nothing

OCCUPATION: Convict, former hitman

ALIGNMENT: Chaotic Evil

BIO: What’s more strange than one severely irradiated human being with physical nuclear radiation as flesh and blood? His red colored doppelgänger. With a past even more shrouded in mystery, this ‘man’ seems to originate from the wastes, the former parts of the US that were scarred from the previous two wars. Claiming to be the next step in human evolution, he is incredibly cruel and harsh, and when introducing himself to the criminal underworld as the ‘best’ hitman, he was severely feared by many. Even other rival hitmen who genetically or cybernetically augmented themselves saw him as a legitimate threat to themselves, as after all, he’s a actual living biohazard. They all chipped in together to pin him against who they believe is true my IMMUNE to him, another ungodly hitman with a liquid metal composition. The plan worked, as letting him just step foot into NYC triggered radiation alarms, thus exposing him to the government for the very first time. After a short stint at a supermax prison, he was given a deal: stop irradiating the guards and convicts, and we’ll move you to a more private place where you can do basically almost anything you want. The place in question? A remote research base in Alaska.....

[mila-fischer]

Hey is that [ELIZABETH GILLIES]? No, that’s just [MILA FISCHER]. They’re [25], and have spent [1 WEEK] in Dayton. I hear that they’re kind of [SOFT], but also [BITCHY]. Did you hear their vices are [MONEY & DRUGS]? Can’t wait to see [HER] at the next party! 

Born the only child, though later would gain one older step-brother and then one younger half-sister. So far these are the only relatives she is aware of. 

Also born into a wealthy family, as her great grandfather had been the founder of Fischer Cruise Lines. The title of CEO was passed down from her grandfather to Mila’s father, who now manages the business with his three brothers. 

Her mother has always been a total bitch ever since their parent’s divorce when Mila was eleven. She left because of her father’s infidelity, collecting her settlement, and has been on a beach somewhere ever since. Her father remarried six months later to a woman named Angelina who already had her own son, fourteen, named Jason. After six more months, Mila had a younger half-sister named Lynn on top of it. 

Things have always been odd between Mila and her siblings. She’s not sure if Jason hates her or is indifferent to her presence, and Mila feels oddly disconnected from Lynn, too. She outright hates Angelina, of course, though it only put a slight strain on her relationship with her father.

Bisexual with a slight preference towards males!

Mila has been working as a model ever since she was seventeen. She never finished high-school, instead opting to cash in on her pretty face. (Secretly she’s always dreamed of being a singer.)

All about money. Mila has always been extremely spoiled. The only reason she left her gorgeous family home is because of her father’s death. 

Her father passed away recently, and of course his ex-wife (Mila’s step-mother) was still written into the will. She inherited the house and Mila couldn’t stand hearing her rejected family members squabble over her fathers stuff. So, she got a lawyer, got everything entitled to her that she could, and left.

While legal matters take place, Mila has come to Dayton, to live in her father’s summer home. Luckily she had inherited that, along with large sums of cash and other valuable assets. Though she misses her father, she’s at least happy to have something of his to call her own. 

Unfortunately, in recent years Mila has gotten into the drug scene. It comes easily with wealthy, popular friends. Will she sober up now that she’s settled? In a place like Dayton, that’s not likely.

[brooksfms]

i had whole ass DAYS to write this intro and guess what we didn’t do ? love that for me :/ but hey thquad i’m a, i’m twenty-two, and idk who that bitch time management is but apparently i want nothing to do with ha :///////

˗ˏˋ  gregg  sulkin ／  he/him  ／  twenty  three  .  welcome to  los  angeles  ,  brooks  sinclair  !  the  glitterati  has  been  watching  you  .  rumour has  it  you  made  your  first  mark  in  the  industry  three  years  ago  &  that  your net  worth  currently  stands  at  10m  .  it  seems  as  though  you’re  enjoying  being  a  forward  for  the  la  kings  since  relocating  from  boston  ,  ma  .  some  might  say  you’d  be  a  good  fit  for  the  glitterati  due  to  your  hollywood  ranking  being  a  solid  #2   ,  &  it  helps  that  fans  speak  so  highly  of  your  beguiling  &  sedulous ways  .  unfortunately  ,  our  sources  cite  that  those  closest  to  you  aren’t  particularly  impressed with  your  impetuous  &  turbulent  tendencies  .  

ONE. BASICS.

name : brooks adriano sinclair . 

age : twenty three . 

dob : february 18th , 1996 .

gender / pronouns : cismale , he & him .

sexual & romantic orientation : bisexual & biromantic . 

height: 5′11 and three quarters ( don’t fuckin forget it ) .

appearance: brown hair , hazel eyes , a long scar across his left collarbone, various other small scars scattered around his body , a tattoo sleeve extending from his left wrist to shoulder , dustings of freckles & moles .

occupation: center for the la kings .

hometown : manhattan , new york & boston , massachusetts .

TWO. BACKGROUND.

PHEW okay i learned from the wc i sent in that apparently his mom is a politician and his dad’s into business so we’re goin with that

operating largely out of the east coast, arnaud sinclair owns one of the largest and most competitive pharmaceutical companies, antares, which pulls in an average revenue over 10 figures

the company hasn’t been without its controversies over the years, having being implicated multiple times in bribing physicians to peddle out medications for revenue purposes only, but whenever the cases are almost brought to court the charges are always suddenly dropped

and it aint cause he has the best lawyers possible *wink wink, nudge nudge*

kill me for doing that tbh all im trying to say is that his dad is corrupt but my last brain cells are NOT thriving atm

on the FLIP side his mother, carmen sinclair, is a senator with a harvard-earned law degree and a very notable no nonsense, no bullshit attitude

so while success is typical of the sinclair name, fostering a home environment suitable for raising children isn’t exactly an area of .... expertise

more often than not, the three sinclair children (brooks and whomever the fuk his siblings are) were subject to watching their father pound through bottle after bottle while bringing home a new mistress every week

the screaming and the fighting, of course, was a lovely cherry on top

it’s a loveless marriage kept together only by convenience of positive public perception, but behind closed doors the sinclair family was ANYTHING but perfect

not wanting his parents to feel left out, brooks took it upon himself to also join in on the messiness 

bouncing between boarding schools following expulsions, reckless partying, and a criminal record that’s had to be expunged multiple times, it’s a miracle that the boy had any ambitions at all

but despite poor decisions mixed with even worse ones, brooks found a passion in hockey, and it was while he was at the philips academy near boston ( some bougie ass boarding school ) that he realized he could actually do something with this

his father resented him for abandoning the family’s dynasty for the sport and, well, brooks hated his dad because... who really likes their dad anyway KSNFKNSD but he spent less and less time at home until he started playing for boston college and stopped coming home altogether 

fuck a family i guess ??

at 18, he was drafted in the first round of the 2014 nhl draft by the new york rangers, bringing him closer to his family which is something he lk resented

being the new kid is always kinda rough but brooks loved the pressure of being expected to perform on the top-line, putting up 60 points in his first season

since success and happiness is boring, he soon fell under the wing of the more impulsive teammates who took quite well to partying and began missing team meetings, or if he did show up it would be post spring break level hungover, and he frequently argued with a lot of the veterans on the team

despite being one of the must prolific centers on the team, hq felt his attitude was a detriment to the team and thus he was shipped off to the la kings after the 2015-2016 season 

despite the pretty contract extension he signed, he’s a rough around the edges east coaster who’s living it up in la, trying to make a name for himself that’s distinct from the clutches of his family’s corrupt bs

THREE. PERSONALITY.

he doesn’t have one hehe

v v v goal-oriented, like he likes to get into some shit don’t get me wrong, but it’s almost like he has something to prove ?? he never wants to have to rely on his family’s wealth for anything or... really... associate w them at all NSFKNS

driven to the point where he isn’t afraid to step on other people if it means he’s getting to the top :// and can be v manipulative in that respect

and if he isn’t busy manipulating someone he’s trying to figure out exactly what it takes to get under their skin 

the kid’s got a wee bit of anger issues folks, would probably win the ‘most likely to get into a bar fight after someone looks at u the wrong way’ superlative 

will swing on sight just to spice up his tuesday night 

doesn’t really do well w settling down, but once he does he’s in it 4 real and probably has gotten his heart broken once or twice and that shit hurted

kinda the epitome of break up with your girlfriend i’m bored except not a bop and will very gladly break up a relationship just to watch the downfall like that lil girl grinning in front of a burning building

“hurt other people so u can’t get hurt urself” - the motto of a dumb bitch

but!! on the bright side, he loves to party so at least there’s some consistency in his life

would rather challenge u to see who can pound a 5th first before talking about any kinda “feelings” so there’s that on that

likes to live financially smart but also probably has 3 luxury cars that he drives once a year

loves his  siblings w his whole heart n soul but dont fucKIN bring up his parents or he’ll screech

FOUR. WANTED CONNECTIONS.

these are always the WORST but i know for a Fact that he needs a roomie so they can turn up and make grilled cheeses at 3 am baked out of their minds

his sibLINGS

maybe ur typical fwb??

exes on bad terms ( cause who needs happiness )

ex-flings

a neighbor or two :~)

someone pls give me a good enemy plot

saying he’s hard to tolerate is the underestimation of the century but any close friends would be……. fire

secret hookup for whatever reason? ( maybe someone hes trying to hide from the team IDK idk )

teammates!!

someone he’s fucked over in the past

someone who’s fucked him over in the past bc equality LIKE idk someone who he thought he was close w growing up and they were really just trying to get to him bc of his money.... as a matter of fact that could apply to any point of his life KSNFSK just make him unhappy pls

[starryburglar-archive]

Duncan Info

Full name: Duncan Marcus Evans

Species: Human

Age: 20

Sexuality: Bisexual

FC(s): Matthew Daddario || Kovu ( The Lion King 2 )

Bio: From a young age, Duncan has felt like the black sheep of his family. And who can blame him? Everyone else is a respected member of the law, all police officers... and he just happened to have a problem with rules. Rules are meant to be broken, and sometimes it was way more fun than to follow the law and be a member of society. That’s what he always thought. 

Even then, Duncan never went that far with his criminal tendencies: vandalism, stealing stuff... sure, but he would never intentionally kill someone and don’t even dare to suggest he‘s one of those psychos who hurt animals for shits and giggles. He’s bad... but he’s not that bad. Deep inside, he has a hard of gold. It’s just way more fun to be chaotic, make fun of others and intimidate others, not to mention he HAD to act strong and tough while he spent most of his years in Juvy.

One day, however, he saw the add that would the beginning of big changes in his life. He saw Chris McClean, a popular TV show host, announcing his next project: a reality TV show where 22 teens would compete for 100.000 dollars. Duncan saw his chance to get out of Juvy ( even if it was only for the entire Summer ) and possibly return with money for his lawyer. And so, he made a “one of a kind” audition, which made him an official participant for Total Drama Island.

He didn’t do bad -- heck, he ended in fourth place from 22, that’s incredible! And, if he had to be honest, the experience wasn’t that bad. I mean, anything is better than being in Juvy, but he made some cool friends along the way like Geoff and DJ, as well as meeting a “one of a kind” type of girl in Courtney.

Due to circumstances too complicated to explain, he was one of the few to return for the second season, Total Drama Action, in which he became a finalist alongside Beth. A year later, he returned for Total Drama World Tour, only to immediately quit due to being constantly annoyed by non-stop bickering and the singing... oh, the singing. Unfortunately for him, he was eventually forced to return mid-season ( ergo, forced to sing ) and here is where his bad judgment got the better of him.

Looking back, he regrets the love triangle fiasco between him, Courtney and Gwen, but at the time he didn’t give a fuck what others would think. These reckless mistakes and acting too idiotic would continue in All-Stars, the fifth season of Total Drama and the last time he appeared in live TV. Fortunately, despite how stupid he was acting, Duncan was able to ponder over his own attitude recently... and how not worth it was.  Like, sure, he has always been sarcastic, a little shit and enjoys making fun of others to some extent... but that was when he didn’t give a crap about the world, about the future or the people around him.

The catalyst to his “change of heart” was remembering Mal, the top dog of Juvy -- not even he dared to cross paths with him and was fortunate enough to remain low-key while he was there. Knowing what the guy was capable of made him reconsider his actions, leaving aside his pride and “tough bad boy facade” to help others, especially Zoey. Despite his best efforts, however, Mal eventually learned about it made a plan to have him kicked out. Well, not only did he succeed, but he also made Duncan go back to jail... even if this time he managed to get out early due to good behaviour.

Now as a free man, while not changing one bit of his physical appearance ( Like, c’mon, the mohawk and the piercings are dope as hell ), he IS trying to move on and have a new life... a better life. He began to work at a tattoo and piercing shop as an apprentice, slowly getting to do his own work and having his own customers. The few people that don’t outright hate him from Total Drama still keep in contact with him, much to his luck. He’s still a jackass... but he’s a better jackass than when he was 16.

Note: Follows canon events up to a certain extent, diverges heavily in the events of All-Stars and the aftermath of that.

[ MAIN || INBOX || HEADCANONS || VISAGE || MUSINGS ]

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V001: Delinquent Without a Cause

Default main verse. Takes place after all the events of the Total Drama seasons he participated in ( for more information on my divergence in All-Stars, read the bio ). He’s currently living on his own in a small apartment, with a German Sheppard he adopted from a shelter while it was still a puppy, and working full time at a tattoo and piercing shop.

V002: I Wanna Be Famous

Mid-show verse. For anything or any interactions that happen within the context of Total Drama, in any of the seasons he participated in: TDI, TDA, TDWT or TDAS.

V003: Last Surprise

Persona 5 verse. His lawyer, when speaking to the judge who sentenced him to 2 more years in Juvy, said that travelling abroad would do good for him. Something about different environments and different routines, or something like that. Duncan didn’t ponder on it until he had arrived in Japan, and even then he only REALLY thought about what this was doing to him months later when his life changed in the most unexpected way.

It all started with Duncan doing something stupid. He was getting irritated by the idea of being a transfer student in a country he barely knows, to which he can barely follow a conversation with his basic Japanese... this led him to the shady deals of Junya Kaneshiro. However, what seemed like a good idea at first turned into a nightmare for him. If his lawyer learned about his, he would be brought back to Canada to complete his sentence behind bars... heck, they would probably make it longer!

But then... something unexpected happened. One of his classmates, a dyed blond punk questioned him about the blackmail ( first of all, how did he learn about it?? ) -- he only told him the truth in private, to warn him of the dangers and to make him stay away. He fucked himself over, he wouldn’t let others go through the same if he could avoid it. However, not only did he encounter that dude again, but discover a different reality from their own: the Metaverse.

That’s how he met the Phantom Thieves, how he learned about their identities and what they actually did to change people’s hearts. And the craziest bit? He, too, had the potential. Seems like his rebellious nature had awoken this “potential” years ago, however now it was actually manifesting due to being in the Metaverse. He was already a rebel, why not just continue being one? And like that, he ripped off the mask that formed on his face, his clothes chancing to something more leathery-like, and now having a large three-headed hellhound standing beside him: Cerberus. He was now known as “Demon”.

NOTE: He’s 16 in this verse and nothing from Total Drama happened in this verse. Not even TDI.

OUTFIT // MASK // ARCANA: The Hanged Man

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CONNECTIONS

Courtney :: [ Pom ]

:: Duncan ♥ We stick to our guns and we love like battleships [ Courtney ( floofymuses ) ] ::

Gwen :: [ Star ]

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Lynn Darcy :: [ Bae ]

pending tag

Lyle Darcy :: [ Bae ]

pending tag

Ann Takamaki :: [ Josie ]

:: Duncan ♥ Don’t think twice baby [ Ann ( galaxyveind ) ] ::

Magnolia Grey :: [ Josie ]

:: Duncan ♥ Dirty dancing [ Maggie ( galaxyveind ) ] ::

[hallowgrove]

All things Hart Irons...

Age: 34 years old Occupation: Lawyer Birthdate: 13th of September 1984 Sexuality: Bisexual Gender: Male Neighborhood: Province How long they’ve lived in Hallow Grove: June of 2016 Faceclaim: Garrett Hedlund

History

Hart Irons was born into a loving family. His parents, Gregory and Miranda, had been in love since the day they met, and wanted to share that love with their one and only child. Which they thought to fittingly name Hart. Miranda spoiled their son to the fullest, giving into his every whim. While Gregory still spoiled the boy, he aimed for more direction. After all, Gregory was one of the top officers of their parish which he hoped would be a role that Hart would eventually take on.

The church Hart grew up in was large, which was no surprised considering how large of a city Forth Worth was. As far as the outside world was concerned the parish was just a giant church that was extremely selective about its members. Though some people did accuse it of being more of a cult than anything from time to time. Which was also no surprise that the community was extremely old fashioned and traditional. Though it was home, it was safe, and its members were loyal to a fault and that was all that mattered.

When Hart was twelve his parents were murdered. A crime in which justice was sought, but it still didn’t take the sting away. The incident changed Hart forever. He slowly began to inclose himself in and exclude himself from the congregation. In an effort to help the boy, he was taken in by the head of their church. Slowly Hart began take part in the world, which was largely thanks to Grace, the father’s daughter. She became Hart’s best friend. She understood him in ways most people didn’t and encouraged him to see the brighter side of things.

Though the father liked him, he did not approve of how close Hart and Grace were getting. Especially since he knew Grace was innocent and sweet, and could easily mistaken their relationship for love. So once Hart turned eighteen, the leader of their church sent him off to college. A college that wasn’t close. He gave Hart strict instructions to live his life, gain his degree, and to not come back home until he straightened himself out. And as long as he did that he would still have his place amongst the congregation with the possibility of taking his father’s place in the clergy, which was fine with Hart.

Hart finished his undergrad at Yale and received his law degree from Stanford. He hadn’t even realized he was traveling as far away from home as the continental US would allow him until he found himself a job at a law firm in Chicago. Hart worked there for several years until the need to return home grew too strong. He missed Grace, and longed to be back with the flock. His wandering desires were filled leaving him with a need for roots once more.

Thankfully Hart was welcomed with open arms as he had changed. And for all appearance sake he seemed to be a new man. Upon his return, Hart opened up his own law firm and quickly was able to build a cliental. Things were going great until Hart finally saw Grace again for the first time. Grace had blossomed in ways he never thought possible. Hart felt like he’d been hit with a ton of bricks, only these brick were filled with lust. He could have ignored it, but he simply didn’t want to. Grace had turned into just about every fantasy of what a woman should look like that he ever had. His hormones were on overdrive and he knew it, but he didn’t care. Hart knew he wouldn’t be satisfied until he tasted her. Without a second thought he and Grace did something they never should have done. Which unfortunately for them had some unforeseen consequences.

Grace found out later she was pregnant, and with her father being the man he was, he demanded the two not only marry but leave law and devote his life to the church. The two had a shotgun wedding, but Hart managed to talk the father into postponing his duties to the church until after the baby was born declaring it would provide him enough time to get his affairs in order. As charming as Hart could be, he couldn’t talk his way out of the forced servitude to the clergy, which he knew would be doom on account of one little detail; Hart didn’t love Grace at least not in the way he should. And becoming a member of the officials would be like putting a final nail in his coffin. Burying the man he truly was forever.

The baby was born and as expected that’s when things started to fall apart. Though for more reasons than Hart had originally suspected. Grace became depressed, her sweet and innocent nature getting buried away as a result of postpartum depression. Which was only made worse by all the emotions, or lack there-off on Hart’s part, that came to light. It was hard for him to be there for Grace and the baby all while trying to deal with what would be the death of himself. Hart kept his distance burying himself in his work trying to hold on to the last bits of law he still had left, which only made matters worse. So one day while Hart was in the middle of court, on what would be one of his last cases, he felt it. He knew even before his assistant came into the room interrupting his cross examination that was more taxing on him than the witness. Hart knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that his whole world was over as Grace had killed herself.

Hart couldn’t stay in Forth Worth any longer. He’d worn out his welcome, and been kicked out of the church. Not that he could blame the father. Hart would blame himself too for his daughter’s death if he were in the man’s shoes. Both men reluctantly accepted their fates. Hart packed up his belongings along with his son, Zachariah, sold what little remained of his business and headed east. They needed a new beginning where no one knew who they were and they could find themselves again outside the comforts of the church. For a while the two were like rolling stones. Never staying in a place longer than six months. It was on the drive to New Orleans to visit a friend that Hart found Hallow Grove. Something about the town had brought a sense of peace in Hart that he hadn’t felt since he was a kid. That feeling stayed with him even after Hart finished his visit, and brought the two back to the small town to keep them there. Hart just hopes the gut instinct remains to be true.

[inkdoodles]

“On Friday, September 21, Zak Kostopoulos, an activist of the LGBTIQ+ movement, HIV positive, antifascist and drag queen (Zackie Oh), was brutally assassinated in the centre of Athens in public view. The murder was instigated by “outraged citizens” with the tolerance and complicity of officers of the Greek Police. It was followed by an unprecedented operation of covering up the murder, misinforming the public, and incriminating the victim. The murder of Zak was an act of barbarism and growing fascism. We demand justice. We will fight until those who are guilty of Zak’s murder are punished. We will fight against fascism and “normality”. Our lives matter.”

Statement from the Justice for Zak/Zackie facebook page

Several weeks ago Zak Kostopoulos was killed at midday in central Athens. In an apparent cover-up, local news first reported the event as a drug addict attempting to rob a jewellery store with a knife and ending up dying due to an unfortunate series of events. Zak, however, was not a ‘junkie’, as they labelled him, but a much loved gay and human rights activist. Vocally HIV-positive, a drag queen and a performer, Zac was an active member of the Greek queer community. His many loving friends and the Greek LGBTQI community quickly fought the mainstream media’s attempts to brush aside his death and smear his name. Contrary to those first reports, the event looks like a murder, or as many are calling it, a “lynching”.

Through videos, testimonies and people’s tireless efforts to not let another death be covered over, quite a different story has come to light. In this account Zak was mobbed and took shelter in a shop. There he was attacked by the shop owner and another man. In a telling indictment of the apathy of (Greek) society, a large group of bystanders, including two men from the emergency services, gathered without intervening as he shouted for help. They silently watch as the two attackers threw stones and objects at him, broke the shop window on his head as he tried to crawl out from the shop, and beat and kick him. When the police arrived and dispelled the attackers, the emergency services men bandaged his head. He tried to get up and get away, but the police threw him back down, tied his hands behind his back and beat and kicked him in the head. They handcuffed him as he was taken away in an ambulance However the evidence indicates that, by then, he was already dead, and the handcuffs were nothing more than once last insult added to his lifeless body.

The hard truth is that, public institutions and mainstream media are rallying around the usual party line of supporting the status quo: “property owners”, “family men”, the “normals”, while dehumanising all the rest of us. And despite the video and witness evidence, despite the statements of the attackers being full of holes and inaccuracies, it is unlikely that there will be a fair and unbiased trial. There is institutionalised support of the far-right and a long history of rights violations in Greece. In particular, the police have time and again abused their power and proven that they can get away with it.

The police never sealed off the crime scene after the incident, but instead let the shop owner mop up. The second attacker was not arrested at the time, but brought in later. It has since come out that this attacker is a member of an extreme Right group. The knife Zak was supposedly holding was found days later without his fingerprints on it. The two attackers have already been set free on bail as they await trial, and the president of Police Union is unapologetic about the amount of force used during the incident. The investigation is being mismanaged, the victim is being treated more like a criminal than the perpetrators are, and the police are not cooperating with the public prosecutor.

There have since been rallies, protests, talks, tribute events and film showings in Athens and other cities in Greece, as well as his funeral in his hometown of Itea. Solidarity events have taken place internationally in Paris, Berlin, Brussels and Nicosia. Articles have been published in the Greek alternative press and opinion pieces in Greek mainstream publications, and even in the french newspapers. Statements of support and condemnation have been shared by university academics, students, medical professionals, lawyers, artists, journalists and photographers, Amnesty International Greece, the Hellenic League for Human Rights, the European Aids Treatment Group, ILGA Europe, the International Gay Lesbian Bisexual Transgender Queer & Intersex Youth and Student Organisation, the Human Library Organization, the Athens Antiauthoritarian Movement, the Onassis Cultural Centre, the Athens sports team “Asteras Exarcheion”, many many antifascist groups and the list is constantly growing. The Greek Left and anti-fascist community has largely rallied around the LGBTQI community in their fight to get justice for Zak.

We have seen this kind of coordinated uprising in Greece against state-condoned violence and fascism before, after the shooting of the teenager Alexis Grigoropoulos by the police in 2008, and again after the knifing of the anti-fascist rapper Pavlos Fussas by a member of Golden Dawn (a Greek nationalist and fascist group) in 2013. Those protests however, were violent outpourings of rage and shock that turned into riots and countrywide unrest. Whereas now, taking line from Zak’s own words: “I was never comfortable with violence”, the protests have been loud but peaceful. They aim to celebrate a much-loved friend’s life, ask that he be given justice and raise awareness of the issues he represented and fought for.

Unfortunately, as a Greek myself, I was not surprised when I heard the news. I was shocked, saddened and very much wounded by the violence of my country. But I was not surprised. Zak’s murder was another in a long list of killings and violent attacks over the last decade (or more) against students, anti-fascists, activists, migrants, HIV-positive people, foreigners, striking workers and anyone else who doesn’t fall in line. Under a thin veneer of “modernism” and “liberalism”, Greek society still hides violent fascist and patriarchal undercurrents. These have been stirred up and allowed freer reign in the aftermath of the economic crisis and the subsequent institutionalised deconstruction of society that has taken place under the banner of austerity.

Violence against women, children, queers, migrants, minorities, and other oppressed and disenfranchised groups, is an unspoken fact of life. Being queer or otherwise “different” is more than an act of self-expression in countries like Greece, it is an act of defiance and extreme bravery, a decision to spend the rest of your life as a battle. A battle not only to be accepted, but sometimes even a literal battle to be allowed to live. This a battle that Zak fought well, but ultimately lost.

Let’s not be part of the silent complicit crowd. Let’s raise our voices in support.

#JusticeforZak #justice4ZakZackie

Links: http://www.eatg.org/news/we-call-on-the-authorities-to-ensure-that-justice-for-zak-kostopoulos-is-done/ https://nomadicuniversality.com/2018/09/29/for-zak-the-responsibility-for-our-grief/ https://thepressproject.gr/article/134703/Ugeionomikoi-kaloun-to-EKAB-na-dosei-apantiseis-gia-ton-Z-Kostopoulo http://www.hlhr.gr/εμασ-δεν-μασ-αρεσει/ https://www.amnesty.gr/news/press/article/21619/dilosi-tis-diethnoys-amnistias-gia-ton-zak-kostopoylo https://www.lifo.gr/now/greece/209900/kallitexnes-tis-documenta-14-zitoyn-apo-tsipra-kai-kamini-dikaiosyni-gia-ton-zak-kostopoylo

Justice for Zak Kostopoulos “On Friday, September 21, Zak Kostopoulos, an activist of the LGBTIQ+ movement, HIV positive, antifascist and drag queen (Zackie Oh), was brutally assassinated in the centre of Athens in public view.

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The World Cup started this week. Potentially thousands of fans and athletes who identify as lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender, intersex, and queer have arrived in Russia. As a gay woman and activist, I’m worried sick about what might happen.

I left the Soviet Union 29 years ago because of its discrimination against Jews. Ten years ago, I founded RUSA LGBT, a network for Russian-speaking LGBTIQ immigrants living in the US. I work all the time with people whose lives have been threatened because of their sexual orientation. So despite FIFA’s promise that they stand against “non-discrimination, gender equality and racism,” I’m very concerned that the World Cup-governing organization has failed to explicitly call for protection of LGBTIQ attending the World Cup. As if this wasn’t bad enough, FIFA awarded the following World Cup to Qatar, where homosexuality is prohibited by law.

In 2013, when Putin first made illegal the promotion of “nontraditional sexual relationships” to minors, commonly called the “anti-gay” law, there were calls for the boycotts of Russian vodka, Russian gasoline, Russian artists visiting the US, and attendance of the Sochi Olympics. As Soviet immigrants, we knew that our calls for boycott were unlikely to succeed. But we also knew it was our best chance to shine a spotlight on human rights violations happening in the shadows in Russia.

Now, as the world gathers to watch the FIFA World Cup hosted by Russia, I’m both angered and resigned to the fact that commentators, athletes, and politicians are paying so much less attention to these LGBTIQ abuses. It’s not because these issues have gone away. It’s because so many other human rights abuses have festered under Russia in the years following the Sochi Olympics that we’re fighting for attention. But that does not make the relative silence on Russia’s abysmal track record on LGBTIQ rights okay.

In the absence of laws protecting LGBTIQ people, fans and players are vulnerable to intolerance or violence at the hands of other fans, paramilitary organizations, and police. The government plans to deploy Cossacks, an ultraconservative paramilitary group openly hostile to LGBTIQ rights, to guard World Cup games in the city of Rostov-on-Don. A Cossack spokesperson told Radio Free Europe affiliate Current Time that they would report gay men kissing in public to police. “To us, values mean the (Christian) Orthodox faith and the family come first,” he said.

As someone who grew up in the Soviet Union, these kinds of statements fill me with fear. Since the passage of the “anti-gay” law, life has become difficult and dangerous for gay Russians. Putin’s regime barely stopped short of enacting legislatures that would have allowed the state to remove kids from LGBTIQ families, impose fines for public displays of “homosexual behavior” and detain young people for “coming out.”

Gay, lesbian, bisexual, and transgender people were often subject to discrimination in their everyday life before Putin’s law, but afterward, the legitimization of anti-gay attitudes spurred a wave of violence and even murder of LGBTIQ people in Russia. Several post-Soviet countries, including Azerbaijan, Uzbekistan, and Tajikistan, followed in Russia’s footsteps and enacted similar laws. Last year, in Chechnya, dozens of gay men were captured, tortured, and even killed by police. We’ve also heard reports of family “honor” killings of gay women. It is heartbreaking that this is happening in this day and age.

During the Sochi Olympics, Soviet immigrants and activists like myself aimed to bring the ensuing anti-gay treatment to the forefront of the Western media attention.

The visibility campaign succeeded — now the world at large is aware of “anti-gay” law in Russia. But the cries of our community did not produce meaningful protection. A number of LGBTIQ Russians subjected to continued violence and discrimination left and continue to leave Russia seeking refuge. Our fears that the crackdown on gay rights was merely a trial balloon aimed to see how far Putin could go without meaningful opposition from the West have proven to be true.

In 2014, Russia violated international agreements by annexing Crimea with barely a slap on the wrist from the West. Russia continues to support separatists in Ukraine where thousands of people already lost their lives and almost 2 million were displaced. Putin’s suppression of the opposition resulted in the murders of prominent journalists and politicians and the jailing of the vocal opponents.

With everything that’s going on, it’s no surprise that we’re hearing less about LGBTIQ rights in Russia. We should remember that in light of Chechen gay purges and government’s denials of it, an entire LGBTIQ community feels even more vulnerable than they did before the Sochi Olympics.

International sport bodies like FIFA and IOC should not award their major events to the countries with major human rights violations. Unfortunately, these organizations are allegedly corrupt, and the end of one scandal is usually followed by another scandal. At the end of the day, hosting choices, according to some reports, are usually granted to the highest bidder.

Likewise, there has been little willingness to support and protect LGBTIQ people by the World Cup’s corporate sponsors like Budweiser, Coca-Cola, Adidas, and others. These brands have no problem marching in Pride events all over the world, but they will not stand up for LGBTIQ rights in the countries hosting their sponsored events, where it actually matters. These corporate sponsors must not just look out for their commercial interests.

When Vox reached out to these brands, Budweiser said in a statement: “Our Dream is to bring people together for a better world and we believe in the power of football as one way to unite us. Integrity and ethics are part of our core values and we have zero tolerance for hate and discrimination of any kind.”

A spokesperson for Coca-Cola said: “We believe that through our partnership and continued involvement with FIFA we can help foster optimism and unity, while making a positive difference in the communities we serve. The Coca-Cola Company strives for diversity, inclusion and equality in our business, and we support these rights throughout society as well.”

Finally, Adidas said in a statement, “We condemn laws that could lead to discrimination toward our employees, business partners, athletes and anybody in adidas LGBTQ family.”

But without real actions, such as threatening to pull sponsorship unless Russia makes unequivocal nondiscrimination statements to protect LGBTIQ fans, their words ring hollow to me.

FIFA has recently announced a reporting mechanism that enables fans to complain directly and anonymously to FIFA about inappropriate behaviors, including the violations of LGBTIQ rights. Those that feel discrimination is taking place can go here to file a complaint.

We know from history that appeasement never works. It does not work in business, it does not work in politics, it does not work in the arts, and it does not work in sports. We have to increase the pressure on Putin’s regime, and we have to continue to highlight these grave human rights offenses. Every person, corporation, and government should do what they can. Let us all say “nyet” to Putin and to dictators everywhere.

LGBTIQ soccer fans who think they were subject to discrimination, violence, or accused of “homosexual propaganda” during the World Cup should call the hotline set up by the “Coming Out” LGBT group at +7 (953) 170 97 71 or email worldcup@comingoutspb.ru. There are lawyers and psychologists ready to help.

Yelena Goltsman is a Kiev, Ukraine-born human rights and LGBTIQ activist. She is the founder and co-president of RUSA LGBT, an organization she formed in 2008 to establish a social network for the Russian-speaking LGBTIQ community in the United States and to increase acceptance and inclusion of LGBTIQ people in the world’s Russian-speaking community.

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