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HI ALL!
So, This is another of my stories if you read the intro in my other rp Gothic Monster Hunter , the results are so perfect, so I want to start another rp and see what I'll get!! *3*

Have Fun!! >w<



"I was in the car with Alex when I heard someone screaming. We ran quickly, an elderly shouted "Help! Help! Someone stole my bag" and she point a black silouette that was running. We managed to caught the culprit, a teenager who could scarcely walk from flickering. When we took him to the central, he fidgeted and shouted.
"I'm innocent! It wasn't my fault! Black Jenny forced me to do it!!"
We asked about this "Black Jenny". He said that he didn't know who she is but he only knew that she controlled the most criminal affairs of the world, and to
settle a debt he was forced to steal.
Our chief told us that he knew already the case. He took a big sealed box and cut the scotch. A black write was written on in, Black Jenny and a "Top secret" red write was glued on it.
Inside of it, there were lots and lots of photos, reports of other cops, and other papers.
The greatest criminal affairs were collected in just one box. My look crossed the Alex's one.
There was something that whispered in our ears, somethig that pushed us to re-open the case, and caught her.

You then,
Chief told that we need other cops.
Do you feel brave enough
To join in the trip of this unresolved case with us
and unmask the greatest enemy of the world?

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Since I have this bad Habit to forgot things and write them later, check this post often, maybe I'll change something
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Username: -Ace-
Name: Ace
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Description or Image:

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Sexuality: Male
Personality: He Likes To Hack.He uses His Skills To Catch Criminals.He is a Gold Medal Shooter. He is Curious and Likes to Solve Mysteries.
Hobby: Hacking
Password: 99 Jenny

Username: xCharizardx
Name: Nathana Corazon
Gender: Female
Age: 23
Description or Image: Nathana stands about 5'3''. Her golden eyes are speckled with rust colored flecks that shimmer when they catch the suns rays just right. Her long black hair, in a braid, reaches the middle of her back. She has a tattoo of a snake on the back of her right shoulder and various scars over her body. At this point in time she has 11 scars in total. And a story for each one. She has a slender but well toned physique, and never seems to tan, but perhaps that's because her skin is naturally a gentle tanned color.
Sexuality: Pan
Personality: Quiet, reserved, she usually keeps her emotions in check. Which is very valuable for someone who has the sometimes unlucky job of infiltration. She gets into places where other cops may not be able to get to and then get out.
Hobby: Hitting the punching bag in the local, or station's gym, practicing her hand to hand on the sparring mats, or honing her shooting skill.
Other?:
Password:

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Username - Craig
Name - Jake Black
Gender - Nonbinary [They/Them or He/Him]
Age - 28
Description -
Hairstyle
Jake is a man with a strong build. He has some muscles here and there but he really looks like a model. He bears the height of 6'10 and grey eyes. His hair is black with some red dye here and there. He usually wears something grey with freckle/speckle design. He is strong and agile on his feet, but he has a low stamina and his speed is 'average' as you would say. He has a pale skin.
Sexuality - Ace
Personality - Jake is the disciplined, calm and a responsible type. He was a Navy SEAL until an accident occured, forcing him to quit, therefore, it's best not to mention about his pass. He is usually quite and blunt with his words but he really is a big softie for plushies and kittens.
Hobby - Pushing his body limits at the gym
Other - Ewoo
Password - DOLPHINS

Username: LostOne
Name: Zen Blythe
Gender: Male
Age: 22
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Sexuality: Hetro
Personality: He is a jolly, careless and non-serious person which often make people underestimate him. He is really energetic and friendly. He mostly relies on his smartness to win rather than the weapons.
Hobby: He is a really good dancer.
Other?: Nope
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Okay! We can start!)

Alex was sleeping quietly. Various dreams were filling her head; Ambitions, random thoughts of the past day, and past events.
The loud trill of the alarm clock broke the quiet of the morning as always. She reached with the end the top button of the red thing and stopped the bother.

"Next time, I'll shut you with a hammer. Understand me!?" she muttered pointing at the black arrows.
Her breakfast was always poor, not far from a slice of bread with a handful of chocolate cereals. Too tired to pour the milk into the bowl.
Suddenly her phone rang, bothering her more and more.

"Hello?" She answered rubbing her eyes.
"DONOVAN! ARE YOU SLEEPING!?" The deep voice of the chief completed the work.
"Yes" she said ironically.
"DON'T JOKE ON ME" the chief raised his voice.
"WHY YOU ALWAYS CALL ME AT THIS TIME OF THE MORNING!?" Alex cursed mentally her superior for the mistake with the line of he eyeliner.
"BECAUSE YOU'RE ALWAYS LATE. AND I'M YOUR BOSS. NOW MOVE" he closed the call not adding anything.

A big sigh came out of her black lips, the black lipstick was always perfect for that time of the morning.
After a quick shower and a change of clothes, she walked through the door, closing it three times with the key.

"This will be a tough day. We have to start too..."

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The sleepy breath of Alessia was heard clearly in every part of the house. Her head was on the floor and the body was laying comfortly on the bed, the blankets were spread all over the floor too.
A black cat, who were already awake, passed his paw on the nose of the girl and called her with some meows.
Fortunately, she woke up.

"Hmm...? Salem?" she muttered trying to see through the blurred sight. She then fell on the ground like a jelly.
"Thanks for waking me up" the floor was too cold to keep her head on it, so she raised her body and sat on the chair in the kitchen.
Another cat, with the white fur, showed up from his little bed.

"'Morning Morgan. Slept well?" She asked and patted the feline's head.
Morgan meowed happily, than he headed toward Salem to greet him.

The morning was the same as always. Shower, change of clothes, give the food to the cats and kill a few ants that showed on the ground.

"Hate this things" she snorted.

"Gotta go, watch the house for me" she pattered the heads of her two fellow cats and went out of the door.


"Today we start, hope we can solve this thing quickly..." she pushed her feet on the accelerator and drove to the police central.

Jake, as usual, is jogging around his neighborhood. He always wake up way early in the morning, eat a fruit, change clothes and then jog around the peaceful neighborhood. As he arrived at his house's door, before even managing to take his keys out, he sat on the steps outside of his house, breathing heavily. As he entered his house, he took a bath and ate proper breakfast before changing his clothes yet again and went to his workplace with his red motorcycle. But before he leave he fed his many pets, it might take awhile so he might be late, but he cares about his pets deeply, they are like families to him.

Nathana groans as she rolls off of her simple hammock in the stations bunk room. She walks into the washroom in her sport bra and shorts, and takes them off to change into a set of workout clothes. She heads into the small training room and gets into her daily rhythm. 20 pushups, 20 crunches, 20 squats, repeat twice. After her sets of those, she stands up as a couple beads of sweat roll down her temple, she walks over to the punching bag and starts with a slow, powerful barrage of hits. She keeps going until her arms start to tire and she picks up the pace, hitting faster and a bit lighter. Her breath is now very quick and there is almost a continuous sound of the bag being hit. She stops about ten minutes after her increase in speed. She stands next to the punching bag, bent double breathing heavily. Not bad... She takes a deep breath before she heads to the showers to clean up and get into uniform. She stands before the mirror and makes sure her collar and cuffs are straight before walking out into the office room and sitting at her desk starting to go through her files.

Alex stood in front of the central door after arrived two minutes before.

"Yo!" Alessia got off her car and greeted Alex with a friendly fist.

"Ah hurry, the chief yelled at me through the phone today."
"What? Again?" Alessia laughed.
"...Yes. AGAIN! Hate him so much" Alex snorted and pushed the red handle.

The central was a normal police station; devided in offices, an archive room, the interrogation room, everything connected by a small corridor.
A loud shout came out of the chief room.

"Not again please..." the two thought.

The big, bulky body of the chief burted out of the door, yelling at his phone.
He was a 60 year old man, with short white hair worn bacwards and a thick beard with the same color of the hair. His voice was deep and loud, when he shout, every cop in the police station will hear every single word.

"NOW WHAT!? I DIDN'T ASK YOU FOR CHOCOLATE DONUTS, NOW PUT YOUR B SIDE ON THAT SEAT AND RETURN WITH STRAWBERRY FLAVOR DONUTS. MOVE." he closed the call roughly and point the eyes to Alex.

"Good, you're here.The others are here already" he scratched her chin, moving the beard.

Alex sighed and entered in the office. Alessia followed her greeting the chief with a military salute, maybe he was too agitated that morning.
The office was illuminated by the sun rays that came out of the windows, a terrible smell of smoke were spread all over the place.
Alex breathed deeply.
"This smell...the chief smoke here again" she accompanied the affermation with a facepalm.
The two greeted Nathana, who was already in the office.

"Yo! Whats up?" Alessia smiled.

Nathana looks up from her papers at the two girls, one smiling at her. She cleared her throat and centered the papers on her desk as she replied. "The ceiling is what's up. As to how I am, that's another story, for another day." Her serious tone gave way to a gentle smile. "How are you two this morning?" Honestly I don't really care, but it would be rather rude to not ask. I got to work out in private so that set me into a good mood, which may seem uncommon... It'll be amusing to see their reactions. She looks back down to her desk and puts a stray pencil into its holder and returns her gaze back to the two girls.

Zen reached the central....he was on his bicycle as usual. He stopped at the front door and spotted chief there.
"Good morning chief!" he greeted, "I know you must be amused because I have came right on time today, oh! and here.." he took something from his satchel and gave it to chief, "I brought ya your favorite doughnut, chocolate!"
Without giving the chief any time to speak, he entered the office and as he did, he saw Alessia, Alex and Nathana there.
"Good morning you all!" he greeted, "How are you today?"

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Chief calmed down when Zen gave him the donut.

"AH! YES!" He patted the young man's shoulder giving a bite on his new meal. "I forgive you....THIS TIME!" He then entered in his office.

Alex greeted Zen, and she approached to the pin board, looking carefully at the pictures. She tried to find some clue about the case.

"Ooookay" aswered Alessia to Nathana, with a poker face. "So...Any news? I heard that a bank was robbed. Did some of our cops found something?

Alexpunched the pin board.
"WHY I CAN'T FIND ANYTHING. PIG MISERY" her face was red like a tomato.

Nathana's slight smile faded as she looked back down to her desk and fiddling with files. "As far as I've heard, no. They hadn't uncovered anything..." She looked back up to the girl asking her the question. "But then again, I'm not told much..." That's usually because I'm not here and people don't know me well enough. But that I guess is a good thing. She sighed. "What's the gig for today? Any news on that?"

Jake burges into the office and tripped, faceplanting on the floor infront of his colleagues "Who putted that door there?" he says as he got up, a bit frustated "Sorry for that entry." even though Jake is matured, is a soldier and you know, all that, he tend to do a lot of mistakes. He is twenty seven years old, sure, but his face looks as if he is around eighteen, but with a strong build that is hidden by his uniform that is.