•REIKO(REI) TAKASHI

-18 years old,Ambivert, has a father an older brother, doesn't know female fashion that much, Mostly hangs out with her cousin(Reece).

-Relatives:Ivan(Brother),Raymond(Father),Iris(Mother/Ceased)Reese(Cousin),Miu(Younger cousin),Wenny(Older cousin),Jaequan(Cousin)

-Ability:None

-Species:Human

-Weapon Choice:Mixed/Crossbow,Dagger,Gun,Boomerang.

•REECE VIPER

-18 years old,loves too look cool,Extrovert,Has unspoken rizz,grows up with sisters,has a lot of friends and always avoid conflict eachother, Literally a green flag.

-Relatives:Wenny(Older sister),Miu(Younger sister),Damien(Father),Julie(Mother),Rei(cousin),Jaequan(Cousin)

-Ability:Bullet Time: A heightened reflex ability that allows the character to perceive time slower during critical moments.

-Species:Human

-Weapon Choice:Guns.

•CHOCO KENYON

-17 years old,from a rich family,Short height, Extrovert,Loves to party,Makes puns and jokes,has a crush on an heir from a noble family,loves to hang out with her friends.

-Relatives:(Not confirmed or made YET)

-Ability:Can jump highly but only high as the lamppost.

-Species:Half Fauna(Rabbit)

-Weapon choice:Mixed/Umbrella with a shotgun.

•JIYUUH TAVERNO

-18 years old,Also almost short height with Choco, Introvert,grows up in a noble family,has a step brother (Jaequan),Got assigned on a group full of talkativeness,Reads books and likes quiet place like in the library.

-Relatives: Unnamed Mother(Cease) & Father,Rou(Little sister),Jaequan(Step-brother), Unnamed step-mother.

-Ability:Can turn into crow for transportation and speed.

-Species:Half Fauna(Crow)

-Weapon Choice:Rapier

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