Character Info

Agent 47
A lone, wandering samurai who has just come to town. No one knows a lot about him and he doesn’t talk much. He has no home or a job, but does chores and manual labor for food. No one knows where he spends the nights, but it is rumored that he sleeps up in the trees in the park.

Expert of ninjutsu and a master swordsman.



Bedizen
I’m an estate agent, fresh out of Estate Agent College and full of hope – what this town needs is someone who knows how to market a condo! However, with rumours of murder abound house prices are plummeting.

Things are not looking good.



Cuddles
George Rockwell, age 62. A retired businessman who lives in a large house just outside the city. George had a very succesful career as the chairman of an international shipping company.

George is a cynical and neurotic character who enjoys spending time alone. Preferably drinking some good old scotch and listening to classical music. His wife was killed by mistake in the last mob war and he does not speak with his son.



DarkVVulf
Completely oblivious to the apparent mutterings about Hampshireville possibly being the newest Midsummer Night Murders location, Nikolai moved to what he believed would a pleasant place to set up a workshop to tinker with the various mechanical odds and ends in an attempt to perfect something worth selling.

Known to be courteous and fairly well mannered, even to strangers, he can usually be found with an arm or two deep within the internal workings of his constructions.

Though what those things actually do, well…



Daystar
My character, Daystar, is a professional saxophonist in the BBC Big Band who also enjoys days out at the beach with his fiancé and has few other hobbies. He is generally viewed as a nice guy but doesn’t engage in banter and isn’t very public about his feelings or thoughts.



Diakun
A 16 year old with his cricket career down the drain (back injuries), living a rough life on the streets after being cast out by his family, laughed out of school and thrown out the town, is now settled down in the tight knit community of Hampshireville. Being a well respected citizen, he tries to ressurect his flailing sports career, talking his way into the cricket and football teams, his wit and cunning making him captain of both and helping him to convince the local estate agent to rent him a house free of charge. Nobody knows what goes on at night in his house and he keeps to himself. Forever alone, this boy relies on no-one.



edicius
Character personality: far too trusting, not Machiavellian in the slightest, poor at sarcasm.

Career: Olympic medal winner in the Biathlon event, distinguished plagiarist.

Hobbies: founder of the M.O.B. (Monthly Outdoor Barbecue) club.



Efrath
David was, at least on on the outside, a rather ordinary person looking person, with few distinguishable traits and an obvious lack for hip fashion sense.

Most of the time, he wore a simple pair of jeans, either black or blue in colour along with a shirt that usually had some sort of nerdy reference to some semi-famous comic or internet meme (He especially liked the cat ones and he somewhere, deep down, was hoping that the image of a cheeseburger cat on his chest and belly would somehow net him a chick someday).

But in the secure confines of his home however, he indulged in the stories and fantasies that kept springing up inside his mind and slowly developed them into full-fledged worlds and characters whenever he had time to sit by the computer. For the most part, he stuck with a fantasy setting for his stories, sharing them online whenever he felt they were good enough to be published publically.

What he especially enjoyed, was to write about the lesser “monsters”, such as kobolds, goblins, gnolls and other types of creatures and try and give them a more believable personality beyond the traditional thieving low level xp farming mobs they usually were in most games and stories. They do have lives and ideals of their own, he reasoned, feeling compelled to explore further into the potentials that such fantasy realms and change of views might give the story.

Other than that, he went about his daily life like any other person, enjoying a talk with a few good friends and going out shopping for groceries and whatnot whenever he needed to fill the fridge with a job awaiting each morning… And his computer, stories, books and games waiting for him at home. Along with his obscure and weird collection of obscure porn as well of course, a single man does have his needs to after all and he had of course made sure to hide it deep inside one of his harddrives, in case he would someday unwillingly part with his computer…

Here’s his looks, he sadly does not have any super funky powers in this universe.





Extra_Cold
It just appeared one day, the Bar on 2nd street. Sure there had been construction going on for months, trucks going in and out and men with yellow hats talking brummie at the local greasy spoon for as long as anyone in the town cared to remember. But people had assumed it was going to be another barber or lady’s undergarment store.

The 6×4 sign above the door said “Extra’s Place”, a walk through the door and a tip of the hat and you find yourself holding a whisky presented by a smiling twenty-something waitress and talking to the owner; A well dressed gentlemen with an odd collection of head garments from the strangest places who seems to know a bit about everything. You find yourself drawn in and sipping your 3rd whisky and talking about yourself with him whilst noticing that barmaid seems to be making glancing at you a little too much for someone only serving drinks drinks, you don’t feel uneasy though strangely you feel relaxed here than you have in the village for some time.

Glengarry south whisky, south african tribal ornaments, american extravagences; Extra seems to know, and have a way to find all of these things. Word spreads around town and “Extra’ll have it” seems to be the phrase of the month, and he’s only to happy to oblige. This does arouse the suspicion of the authorities, but Extra is always happy to provide legitimacy to his artifacts, and Officer Wiggins seems satisfied that his new door knocker was crafted by a paid orphan in Bangladesh he even has a photo and thank you letter from the child, nothing amiss here.

This fellow seems like a well versed scholar, only wishing to integrate himself into the fabric of Hampshireville and become part of the peaceful community, and many argue on his behalf of this. Others seem convinced that he is a part of the ruthless new crime wave that is sweeping over the docile village.

Extra pays little heed to these accusations, he knows his business is legitimate and only wishes the town returned to it’s amicable state, free of this murder-fuelled paranoia the family has bought about.



Fr3ddi3
Freddie Cartwright, 21-ish.

Been there, seen it, done it, had trials with Chelsea FC but had to step down, I would have ruined football cause no team would have beaten us if I accepted the contract of 5 million a week, once got offered a position on Jenson Button’s F1 pit crew team but had previous obligations to help show Brad Pitt around London and help as an extra on Ocean’s 13, there was also another time where I got invited to Downing Street to sort the country out while Gordon Brown was sick with something, but they didn’t want to pay me so I told them to stick it, yeah currently things have met a minor hitch, I’m currently between jobs and have been for the past seven years, my girlfriend brings in enough money from all her photo-shoots she does for a top magazine and she’s been voted #1 FHM girl of the year for the past 5 years running (but she withdrew herself to give the other munters a chance to win something for once). Yeah I’m just an all round awesome guy.



gronon
I will study informatic in October.

I like to play basketball and computer games as well.

I’m a little introverted to for me unknown people but when I know them enough I like to talk with them. I’m also a very funny person, who loves to laugh and make little jokes.



iRPAx
Having spent the last 5 years behind bars, Pax Meddle, is ready to start anew. Moving to Hampshireville is his chance to get away from his violent past and attempt to redeem himself.

Right after getting his degree in journalism, Pax was arrested for the bloody murder of a former colleague. He claimed to be the scapegoat of the crime, despite numerous eyewitness accounts and evidence.

Following a trial which caused a media outrage due to being charged with minimal punishment; 5 years in total. Pax was put under witness protection due to numerous death threats while in prison.

Pax spends most of his time at the local pub getting drunk and getting into bar fights. When he isn’t drunk or passed out, Pax is writing a novel about the connection between crime and punishment.



Kifter
My name is Charlie Jenkins, 62. I am the local barber shop owner that has been in the family for generations. I have lived in Hampsherville all my life. I am seen as a local pillar of the community and am in involved in many of the town councils and societies.



LuciusKain
Pessimistic in a cheery sort of way. Enjoys jogging in the park and photography. Often makes snap decisions on the spur of the moment. Always wears a hat.



Mr_Twister
Alfred Twister is a traveling merchant, dealing mainly in books, carpets and various liquors. His wife left him about 2 years ago because of his drinking problems, though it is rumored his impotence was the real reason behind it. His main hobbies (besides drinking) are card games, playing guitar and collecting stamps. Alfred is very claustrophobic and afraid of heights. What little people know, is that he has a tattoo of a tiger on his left arm.



nyZe
Horst is 29 years and is one of the most famous German Schlager-Sanger. That’s how he earns his money and he is on tour for almost 11 months a year. So there isn’t much room for hobbies and friends. But in the time he isn’t on tour, he likes to hang out with his best friend, Wilhelm, and they both like to watch a good movie.



Outfall
Relatively new in Hampshireville, I own a large mansion just outside the town. I’m a 30 year old high school teacher (Biology) and a single parent with three kids, Robin, Alex and Mandy. I am a single parent due to a divorce that left me heartbroken and insanely rich.

I almost always wear suits and enjoy the taste of a good dry gin. I consider myself intellectual and reserved.



Ozku
A bit of a loner character, prefers to spend most of his free time surfing on the internet or playing games. Avoids large crowds. Currently unemployed but has +10 years work experience as an electrician.



Patch
An orderly and efficient worker, Albert de Lustberg rose to chief librarian of the town library in record time. With his clockwork precision, he has become a controversial figure in the town of Hampshireville due to his obsession with justice and for punishment for all transgressions. However it is undeniable that under his regime the library has enjoyed great success, with book lending at an all-time high. Typically a reclusive figure, Albert can sometimes be seen visiting Extra’s bar. After several drinks, he gains a Swiss accent and will confide his sad story of injustice and betrayal to the nearest stranger willing to listen.

A master chocolatier from a long line of choclatiers, Albert grew up in Switzerland and by all accounts seemed destined to fulfil the great expectations put on him by his family. His innovative techniques and superb choclatmanship took Switzerland by storm. Tragically, the large chocolate companies that basically run Switzerland felt threatened by his rapid success and abducted Albert at the cusp of his ultimate masterpiece; a fully functioning suspension bridge made entirely of Curly Wurlys. The ‘Big Choc’ companies threatened to kill his family unless he renounced working with chocolate forever. Albert’s family were unable to understand his strange choice, and shunned him. In dishonour and despair, Albert fled the country to start a new life in the remotest place he could find; Hampshireville.

Albert appears to be a rotund, middle aged gentleman of average height. His face is reddish and dominated by his huge, elaborate moustache. Mysteriously, handcuffed to his arm at all times is a briefcase. Nobody has ever seen what is inside.



schokomesser
Personality: cynical, sarcastic and rancorous.

Career: bartender.

Hobbies: collecting Militaria.



StingerNPT
StingerNpt, also known as Zladerdompomslavic former ruler of the rarely known African country of Zingersougar is an honourably man who despite lies of those who brought his downfall would never be a dictator or competition fixer.

Now looking to assist in the wider community, he owns several AK47s that can assist in gaining the understanding of those that wish to withhold the truth.

He also owns several furry toys that really look rather cute.



Telgor
Telgor is a retired world class ballet dancer who is 28 years old. Due to a bad accident during one of his performances where he fell from the stage into the orchestra pit, he now has to use a walking stick when walking around town. Bitter at a forced early exit from his career, he now hates everybody. Don’t approach this guy. The least, you’ll get is a smack around the head from his walking stick. Although forced into early retirement, he made a lot of money due to his ballet skills and now lives alone in a mansion on a hill overlooking Hampshireville.



themadme
Once upon a time there was a terrible, scum-infested place called Hampshireville. It was not the type of place you would find princesses or charming knights. Nah way. The ladies who walked the streets at night were anything but royalty and the men were no better. They even had bad pizza.

But probably one of the worst of the bunch was a guy who went by the name of Jolly Green Giant. Jolly was what your grandmother would call a trouble maker, but really he wasn’t all that bad. In fact he was jolly, except when you got him angry. Jolly was just like any other guy; he liked gambling, and drinking, and skirt chasing. But it was Jolly’s temper that earned him a reputation in all the dives and bars in town.

Jolly kept a deck of cards with him, always. He called them his lucky cards and he would always shuffle through them when he was thinking real hard. Usually when you saw Jolly take out his deck of cards it meant something bad was gonna happen real soon. If he turned up a jack of spades, then that meant that he was gonna bottle some poor sap right in the face. If it was a queen of hearts that came up in his palm, then he would have his way with whichever flea-bitten floozy he happened to eye first. But if he turned up the ace (oh, if he turned up the ace!) then there was no telling what the Giant would do at that point, except that last thing you would hear was Ho Ho Ho …



Tram Cho Cho
Tram Swigglebutton on the outside is a calm young man, always being on track and never steering out of it, he likes knowing where his life is heading from one place to another. He doesn’t mind picking up people along the way, helping them.

However, on the inside he seems to have a big hole, a massive space so to speak that could fit a lot of people (figuratively speaking, of course.) It’s a hole that will always be there, no matter how many people he meets.

Tram enjoys social things, as long as there are other people, he’s game.



Vascius
I am a 52 year old museum curator. I used to run a private museum in France composed entirely of pieces of militaria I had picked up in fields throughout the country. After a failed marriage I moved to Hampshireville to start a new life for myself, filling a vacancy in the Hampshireville War Museum even though it’s only a small place just out of town. As a result of certain events that caused my marriage to fail I am not very trusting of people and I have quite a cynical view of humans in general.