【P h o t o 】
【B a s i c s 】
Name: Chance "Circe" Hogan Masters
.xScreen Name: Ghost
.xx¤ Age: 19
.xx¤ Gender: Genderfluid
.xx¤ Ethnicity: American
.xx¤ Sexuality: Attracted to the femmes, thanks
.xx¤ Marital Status: Dating
.xx¤ Likes
• Feeling like Everything is in Control
• Getting Blackout Drunk
• Edgy/Bold/Unique Fashion
• Full Moons
• Women
.xx¤ Dislikes
• Being Manipulated
• Drama I can't Capitalize on
• Being Ignored
• Hot Muggy Weather
• Pain
.xx¤ Personality: I know what I want and I will get it no matter what. Conveniently I'm pretty determined and analytical, which helps a lot. I'm a people pleaser, a schmoozer, and a con who genuinely enjoys the business I'm in. Most people will never even know that I have an inner circle of loved ones, but I genuinely do. To them I can be a bit unnerving, but I'm loyal and caring but also wounded and insecure at times. I guess I'm just kind of a two-faced mess.
.xx¤ Height: 178 cm (5ft 10in)
.xx¤ Weight: 55 kg (121 lbs)
.xx¤ Distinguishing Features: I think my hair color could be considered "distinguishing," other than that I guess my tattoos would be my distinguishing quality. They are as follows:
-On my back: the sorceress Circe, arms outstretched, levitating over modern men in suits as they are turned into pigs amidst a sylvan backdrop.
-On my left upper arm: Gaia, with hair like willow branches, she faces towards the viewer, her arms wrapped gently around her pregnant belly, which is translucent to show she is carrying the Earth, all amidst a background of space and stars.
-On my right upper arm: The Goddess with arms gently cradling the moon. Surrounding her is a primordial sky.
-On my right forearm: Ran, depicted with blue-black scales and dark brown hair so long it becomes the rolling waves, clutches two ships to her chest as another ship sinks into the stormy waves. Around her is dark clouds and lightning (above) and roiling seas (below).
-On my right wrist: A pair of black roses forming an "x" with the name Aurora printed in script above it.
-On my left forearm: the scene is Botticelli's Birth of Venus, however the characters have been changed. Venus has been replaced by Hoglah Mauve, the woman (maybe Hora) has been replaced by a slightly effeminate me, and the winds have been removed. The forearm is meant to have other works, so this one is on the inner half of my arm, starting just above my wrist and going about two-thirds of the way up my forearm.
.xx¤ Bio: There's no such thing as free information.
Strengths
.xx¤ I Know Myself
.xx¤ Supportive Sisters (though they don't know what I do)
.xx¤ Personalized Moral Compass
.xx¤ Keen Senses
.xx¤ Perseverence
Weaknesses
.xx¤ Sickly
.xx¤ Vindictive
.xx¤ Insecure
.xx¤ Adrenaline Junkie
.xx¤ Germophobe
【P e c u l i a r i t y 】
Mr. Cellophane: like the titular character of the song, I'm practically unnoticeable. I'm not invisible, but people just kinda don't notice me unless I'm doing something super strange or am way out of place. Cameras and other electronic devices still pick me up, but unless someone is watching the tape in order to find me, I tend to just slide off the reviewer's radar. I can suppress it at will if I want, otherwise it is always on. The downside of all of this is that I slip from notice from everyone, not just enemies, so yeah even my besties may sometimes forget I'm around. Oh, and if I go down, the power goes back up, so if I ever go unconscious somewhere dangerous, the chance that someone would find me and get me to help is slim to none.
【W e a p o n 】
Small Hand Gun: I don't know what kind or power or any of that s**t. All I know is you point it then pull the trigger and it goes boom.
【C o m b a t D a t a】
Equipment:
-Camera and Camcorder
- A few Fake IDs
- Small Caliber Gun
Statistics /35
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【A d d i t i o n a l I n f o r m a t i o n】
Alignment Neutral
.xJob Title: Information Broker
.xDescription: I gather juicy intel from wherever (and however) I can get it, then sell it to the highest bidder. I can also be hired to find out specific things. Word to the wise: I've been known to double cross if I get a better deal elsewhere. Make sure you compensate well for the task.
.xOther: Hoglah is mine and mine alone, got it? Also, my pronouns are they/them.
[[VC is Papa Emeritous III]]
