Name: Emma Heart.
Nickname: Em.
Age: 16-21.
Race: White.
Gender: Female.
Sexuality: Straight.
Species: Human.
Blood Type: O Positive.
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Hair: Dirty Blonde.
Eyes: Hazel.
Skin: Tan.
Height: 5'4.
Weight: 120.
Extras: Dimples.
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Parents: Lilly Heart and Liam Heart.
Childhood: Her parents marriage was always solid and still is. She's a rich kid but super sweet.
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Tattoos:
Piercings: Ears, 2nds, Cartilage, Belly Button.
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Mental Illness? No.
Freckles? No.
Wears Makeup? Yes.
Abused? No.
Smoke? No.
Drugs? No.
Tattoos? Maybe.
Piercings? Yes.

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Name: Clio Katsaros
Birth date: Spring
Place of birth: Caristo
Ethnic background: From her birth, the girl was offered to the Apollo God as a servant for the worship of the god. She never questioned this fate, was of noble family of Greece and very privileged before the gods.
Religion: Devour Apollo
Current address: Delos
Describe the area in which s/he lives: The great temple of the sun god.
Education: The highest that a woman could have in that time
Sexuality: Hetero
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Height: 4'9
Weight: 94 pounds
What is her body type: curvy
Any prominent features: A burn on her back
General health: excellent
How does s/he dress: like a noble greek
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Any special jewelry?: her golden bracelet
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Voice tone: authoritative

[ naмe ]
Mark Fischbach
[ daтe oғ вιrтн ]
June 28, 1989
[ вιrтн place ]
O'ahu, Hawaii
[ cυrrenт reѕιdence ]
Los Angeles, California
[ occυpaтιon ]
YouTuber/Let's Player

[ ѕнorт вιograpнy ]
↪ Mark Edward Fischbach, more prominently known by his online pseudonym Markiplier, is a Korean-American actor, voice actor, comedian, internet personality, and video game commentator.
Fischbach was born at the Tripler Army Medical Center in O'ahu, Hawaii, which houses the city of Honolulu, Hawaii. He is the youngestof two children, the eldest being Jason Thomas Fischbach; an artist and the author of the webcomic TwoKinds. His father served in the military, where he met Fischbach's mother, who is of Korean decent. After his birth, his family moved to Cincinnati, Ohio.
Originally, Fischbach studied to become a biomedical engineer at the University of Cincinnati, but dropped out of college to pursue his YouTube career.
Fischbach first joined YouTube on March 6, 2012, creating a channel under the username "Markiplier", and uploaded his first video on April 4, 2012. Fischbach's first series was a playthrough of the video game " Amnesia: The Dark Decent". After playing several other game series, including "Penumbra" and "Dead Space", YouTube banned Fischbach's AdSense account. Though he appealed to YouTube as a last effort, the appeal was ultimately lost. Because of this, a new and current channel was created on May 26, 2012 and dubbed "MarkiplierGAME".
As of April 7, 2017, his channel has over 7 billion total views, 17 million subscribers, and is currently the 23rd most subscribed channel on YouTube. Fischbach specializes in Let's Play videos, commonly of horror and action videogames.

((Of course this won't be cannon at all in the actual story and lore in Overwatch, but it was something I decided to write up in a few minutes because I was bored, enjoy :D))

Gabriel Reyes, also known as Talon operative Reaper, was in the shadows, watching over his target, before readying his firearm, before sensing something behind him, turning on his heel and aiming his gun in the direction of a shadow, a split second before a red light beginning to glow, then a fist coming from the shadows, impacting directly into Reaper's skull, falling backwards, turning into shadow before hitting the ground, moving behind the figure, wearing a jacket, the back of it reading numbers, nothing that could be read, due to the torn and tattered fabric, including the lack of light, "I know it's you...Gabe.." the man said, his gruff and raspy voice colliding with the sound of public and traffic in the distance of the city, Reaper, forming back to his solid form, aiming his hellfire shotguns at the figure, about to pull the trigger before what the man said hit him, "How does he know?" he thought to himself, that second of hesitation his downfall at that moment
Being disarmed by the man and hit again, in his skull again, knocking him back against the wall, being pinned against it by the figure, all he could see was the red light before the light adjusting and then moving his arm up to block another fist, pushing the arm down towards his own, then moving to break it, but after thrusting his arm against it, even though it was as hard as he could, his bones didn't break, catching Reaper off guard a second time, there was only one person that could have this durability, but he was dead. Reaper threw the man off of him, turning back to his shadow, "Who are you, where did you come across those chemicals..." he asked aloud, the man getting up, laughing, his gruff voice breaking through the sounds in the distance, "I don't know how you can't already tell...Gabe" he said, it then hitting Reaper, "No, you're dead! You can't be here!" he yelled, returning from the shadows and firing his hellfire shotgun at the man.
Witnessing him dodge the cluster of bullets, "Come on, Gabe, you were brought back from the dead, you can't simply believe that I was too?" he asked, making his move on Reaper, obvious now who the man was, soon firing off a few more shots, barely a few actually hitting the man, before closing in, taking Reaper and slamming him into a wall, beginning to beat on him, but Reaper's training allowing him to minus the blows that would have broken the bones of any, ordinary, man. Soon recalling his fight pattern, knowing exactly what he had done all those years before to counter him. After the 7th attack in the pattern, Reaper moved down, pushing against the wall with his foot, tackling the soldier down, clenching his hand into a fist and smashing it into his body, knowing that he would be able to at most partially cripple him, giving him a few minutes to escape, knowing the soldier would just be right on him again.
After a few blows to the soldier's body, Reaper dug his pointed gloves into the soldier's leg, tearing and cutting how much he could before forming another hellfire shotgun, aiming it directly at the wound before firing, blood splattering across the pavement in the alleyway. The soldier gasping, then clenching his teeth to hold back a yell, Reaper, forming into a shadow again and attempting to escape, the soldier's blows crippling his movement, even in this form, his personal well-being affected it, though, he didn't get far before being forced back to his solid form, taking a few strides before being tackled down, then another gunshot, this time, pulse ammunition, being from a pistol, specifically the side arm that was given the all Overwatch Elitists. The shot going right through the bend in Reaper's knee, blowing out the muscle and bone in his knee, yelling in pain, the soldier placing his hands around Reapers throat, tightening,
"Gabe, why did you do all of this! What happened to your oath to Overwatch! It was supposed to be for life!" the soldier yelling, Reaper, fighting for air, "Oh...you mean the promise to a dead organization, yeah, I don't think that's worth anything!" he laughed, pushing the barrel of his hellfire shotgun right into the soldier's stomach, a grenade being pressed right against Reapers stomach as well, "You pull that trigger, you'll die with me..." the soldier stated, Reaper laughing, "I'm already dead, what's the worst that could happen," Reaper challenged before pulling the trigger, a couple of seconds afterwards, an explosion of pulse particles and light flaring through the dark alley, rubble tattering the ground and walls, then silence. "You know....I never liked you...." the soldier said, "Well...I a thousand times never liked you...." Reaper responded, "I wouldn't like you even if I still did like you...." the Soldier returned, then silence for a moment before Reaper said something back, "Jack, I wouldn't like you even if that made sense..." they then looked at each other, seeing the damage they had done to each other, the ones that they loved, and lost to the downfall of Overwatch, seeing each others underwear, "A-American flags?" Jack asked, Gabriel, asking, "S-skulls?" before they both looked up at each other, "You do care!" they both cried out, hugging each other, crying in their arms


The end

Name: Alex.
Nickname:
Age: 17-22.
Race: White.
Gender: Male.
Sexuality: Depends on the roleplay (Either gay or straight).
Species: Human.
Blood Type: O Negative.
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Hair: Shaggy, Black.
Eyes: Dark Grey.
Skin: Pale.
Height:
Weight:
Extras:
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Parents:
Childhood:
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Tattoos:
Piercings: Snake-bites.
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Mental Illness? Depression.
Freckles? No.
Wears Makeup? No.
Abused? No.
Smoke? Yes.
Drugs? No.
Tattoos? Yes.
Piercings? Yes.