Full Name: Emma Hamilton (Formerly Alyssa Shaw)
Call Me: Emma, though I have been called The Siren by those bitter towards me
Gender: Female
Race: Caucasian
Origin: British
Blood Type: O+
Eye Color: Light Blue
Hair Color: Brown

Height: 5'7"
Weight: 140 lbs
Body Type: Voluptuous Slender
Hair Style: Long Romantic Curls

Sexuality: Straight, unless I need to seduce a woman for a mission
Age: 26
Scars: I have a scar from a laceration on each hip from a mission gone wrong. I try to cover these with makeup when I'm in mission mode
Ink/Holes: Ears pierced, no tattoos
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral/Occasionally lawful evil

I am beautiful, sultry, sensual, and more than that- I'm smart. My brain works fast, my mind knows exactly what I want and exactly how to get it. My morals are... flexible to put it lightly. I have a determination that cannot be compromised or destroyed. Beauty is my weapon and I am an expert in the art. Charisma and the ability to make anyone feel comfortable and/or attracted to me work very much in my favor. I speak with a gentle, melodic tone, making sure my voice is never harsh and my words are nothing but well spoken. I also speak with a British accent considering I'm from the UK

Emma is as beautiful as she says, and succeeds quite well with her clients or targets (depending upon who's she working for), but Emma is certainly a master of the mask. Very few people know much about Emma's past or the true state of her character. The only honest trait she makes visible is her determination, as it as led to everything she has done or ever will do. Emma is quite obviously a fan of the physical side of things, and makes not pretense of pretending she's not quite attracted to someone. But she's also very good at convincing people that she has no interest in that she indeed does. All of these things stack up to create the perfect spy, which she has made her life's work. Why is she considered evil? Well that would have to do with the fact that she's not picky who she spies on and who she sells those secrets too. A mercenary first and foremost, Emma is a force to be reckoned with beneath the layers of beauty and feminine mystique.

Underneath all of the masquerading is an intensely clever woman who can read body language in an instant and respond in the manner the person most wants. She's brilliant and beautiful and quickly adaptable. The real question though, that remains for Emma, is what are her true intentions, and why is she a woman so obsessed with secrets and power that she uses her body to obtain it?

Seduction, sensuality, and probably some of the best charisma in the world. She's clever when it comes to interacting with people as well. Obvious skills aside, Emma is quick on her feet, but typically avoids physical combat if she can. And she usually succeeds. Although she is resourceful and good at running out of situations that get a bit too dangerous, so that she doesn't get scars carved into her from another less than perfect mission. Not to mention her lovely British accent

If we are talking about things that aren't normally humanly possible, I can era jump. And I do. I've been romanced by quite a few historical figures. Where do you think all my diamonds came from?

That's a very... personal question. I bring what equipment I think I'll need from the makeup, to the dress and lingerie to... the other things. Seriously. Way personal. Unless you have some secrets, in which case, I'm negotiable.

Feminine Prowess. If you are asking for actual weapons, however, that would be my Desert Eagle and various collection of smaller knives.

She was born Alyssa Shaw. There was a time when Alyssa wasn't exactly in charge of her own fate. Her parents were devout Christians, and their denomination of the religion is very present in the courtship and spousing of their children. Alyssa's family was no exception, and in fact was very fond of the rule. So fond that they arranged her marriage for her. Knowing she was a spunky, bright, spirited young woman, they felt they needed someone to reign her in. The selection resulted in a 30 year old to her 17 years. The man was very set on the woman being silent and submissive. Traits Alyssa wasn't exactly fond of. After a fully religious ceremony, she was married off at 17. A year in, Alyssa found herself in a situation of complete powerlessness, forced love, and many other negative things. Something cracked in her, and her cleverness took over. Seducing her husband to the bedroom, Alyssa decided to play some games that wouldn't have a happy ending for the twisted man, and then she left him there unable to move, and unconscious from pain. She nearly killed him, but the shame and and guilt he'd have to live with would last him a life time. Not to mention the scarring he'd have from her knife. Running away, Alyssa Shaw changed her name and became Emma Hamilton.

After the first sin, they came easy. After a life of being told what to do forced to bend to other people's wills, Emma was intoxicated by the power she had over men. Never being allowed to have her own secrets, she became addicted to the secrets of others. It started with just enjoying herself but then she found there was money in it, and one thing led to another until she found herself as a top mercenary for whatever it was she was needed.

Freelancing. She takes the jobs that come her way, whether they be a silent assassination or the collection of sensitive information, or the destruction of an empire. Known as the Siren by those that fear her, Emma can be a difficult woman to find. But she can be found for a price and a secret.

Emma protects her past as fiercely as she protects her life. She knows the power of vulnerability, and Emma isn't about to make herself vulnerable. She's spent enough time with people having power over her and she's not going to go back. Besides, part of her power is her ability to remain a mystery.

Full Name: Miles Devin Merrill
Call Me: Miles
Gender: I'm a guy.
Race: I'm white.
Origin: Shoot, where am I? Ask my mom.
Blood Type: AB+, or so I'm told.
Eye Color: Green
Hair Color: Brown

Height: I am six foot two, I think.
Weight: Eh, I forgot to weigh myself. If I had to guess, 180?
Body Type: Trim. I work out, sometimes. But I don't eat so much as to where I'm fat.
Hair Style: Short. I let others cut it for me. Too much work for me.

Sexuality: Straight, I think. I've never been in a relationship. I really don't feel like putting in the effort.
Age: Let's see, my birthday was... I'm 27.
Scars: One. It's why I am this way. I have a massive scar across my stomach.
Ink/Holes: I have a dragon tattoo on my back. Five hours of just lying there, it was paradise. I almost didn't go, because I didn't really feel like leaving the house.
Alignment: Neutral

Me? Oh, I'm the laziest guy you could find. I take my time with things. I procrastinate, but not to the point where I'm rushing, because who wants to do that? I rarely left my house because I just didn't see the point and it was too much work.

Nothing could be further from it. I have no reason to lie, I know I'm lazy. I'm not afraid to admit it.

Hm, skills. Sleeping. Does that count?

Sleeping. Oh, you mean like magical abilities? No. Not magical abilities? You mean physical abilities. No. Unless doing exercise counts. Which I hardly do.

Clothing? Uh, I just get dressed and that's about it. Too much equipment equals too much work. Don't want it.

What's the laziest weapon out there...? Oh, grenades. I choose grenades. Possibly a pistol, because grenades don't last forever.

When I was younger, I was pretty active. One day, I was riding my bike, helmet and all. I was riding along, and managed to hit a rock just right, and flew off of my bike. There was a wooden board with nails sticking out of it that I landed on, cutting me across my stomach. I had to get a tetanus shot and thirty stitches. I was afraid to be active after that, because I was afraid I would hurt myself again.

It got to the point where I didn't want to do anything unless needed, really. I didn't even go in and save someone's cat from a house fire. I figured the cat would figure it out and jump out of the flaming house that had broken windows. Fluffy died. Apparently, it was my fault. I don't see it.

At home with the family. Mom cooks for me, and loves me unconditionally.

No. //shudders

Full Name: Ashleigh Elizabeth Corbin
Call Me: Ashe or Leigh
Gender: Female
Race: Irish with a mixture of English, Scottish and American blood
Origin: England
Blood Type: AB
Eye Color: Green
Hair Color: Auburn

Height: 5' 7"
Weight: 128
Body Type: Slim with an hourglass figure
Hair Style: Wavey auburn locks that flow down my back past my waist.

Sexuality: Bisexual
Age: 29
Scars: None worth really noting.
Ink/Holes: I do have my ears pierced in three places. As for ink none though I have been tempted to get a tattoo on my ankle or lower back.
Alignment: Weavering between the line of Chaotic Neutral and Chaotic Evil

I'm beautiful, smart and possibly a tad evil. Really the way I see things if I want it, it's going to be mine one way or another. I won't settle for second best when I can have the best or be the best. Sure I'm a sore loser, but losing just makes me want what seems to be out of my reach that much more. It fuels my determination. I know what you're thinking that I sound more like greed, but honey I'm nothing like that one. Seeing others with things that should be mine drives me a little insane.

Oh sure Ashleigh might be a beauty, but she is a selfish and self-centered person. She's also somewhat of a spoiled brat. Some would more than likely label her as greed, which she is to a point. The woman can be very jealous and envious of others. She's also very possessive of the things that are 'hers'. This woman would stop at nothing to get what she wants or to hold on to what she has. Also she really wasn't kidding when she said she was a tad evil and a little insane. Truth be told you're probably better off if you never get to know her or better yet never lay eyes on her.

When things don't go her way she is known for throwing fits. Sometimes she gets over it quickly and other times not so much really depends on the situation. Her image is important to her and she does her best to hide her true nature. After all her grandfather always told her that you can attract more flies with sugar than with vinegar. She's deceitful, cunning and a has no problem with using underhanded methods to get the results she wants.

Where to start? I'm very skilled in deceit and lying. I'm also verse in being cunning. One might say I can be very shrewd. Oh that isn't all honey. I haven't gotten to where I am without a few other skills. I'm smart as well and quite patient when needed. Of course I know how to protect myself when needed.

If our are talking about things that are inhumanly possible, I can era jump.

The right clothing is important. I also have some basic need items. The most important thing is the mourning Celtic heart locket that I always wear. Inside it is photo of my beloved Josh and a lock of his honey brown hair.

Words, my lovely Irish accent, my smile and my enchanting emerald eyes. When those doesn't work there is always getting physical, but I much prefer to use silver wire or knives. As a last resort I have a pistol, but really it's rather noisy and somehow it's just not as satisfying.

I wasn't born into a rich family or anything like that. My family was really poor either. We could get by and my parents had extra money from time to time. I did grow up without a lot of the things the other kids had. Half of my clothes were hand me downs and it was rare for me to get the lastest popular toys. I suppose it wasn't until the other kids started to pick on me that I started to change and become the person I am today. The picking wasn't that bad during elementary and middle school. When it really got bad was in high school.

That's when it all really started. I didn't have any of the lastest fashion and gadgets. At first I was like so what if I don't have those things? Does it really matter? That all changed rather quickly when a group of the popular kids pulled a nasty trick on me. One of them acted like they were being all nice and gave me a touch screen cellphone. I was such a fool to fall for that trick. That said person later told the Principle that I stole it from their backpack. Thus staining my reputation. The one thing I naively thought that no one could touch or ruin.

Needless to say this girl grew to both hate and envy those who were better off then she was. I quickly learned tricks to gain the things that I wanted. I became selfish, deceitful, arrogant and many other things. From that point on I was going to find a way to get the things I longed to have no matter the cost.

Sinning just came like second nature to me after a while. Learning the arts needed to get the things I wanted whether they were material objects, a person or sometimes just information. Don't get me wrong honey there was a time when I tried to stop sinning. To turn a new leaf and become a better person. Josh was the one that made me want to change for the better. He believed in me, he didn't care about the fact that I was possessive and jealous. He was probably about the only one that could accept me for me once he actually seen my true self.

Unfortunately before I could change my ways my beloved Josh was taken away from me. Apparently I screwed up and pissed off the wrong person by lying and deceiving them in order to steal an expensive necklace and get some information that I could later use. I still would love to know how Viper learned that I was the one who stole that necklace from under his girlfriends nose. Anyway Viper's men were expecting me to be the one at home alone on that fateful night. Josh was the one to get home first. I won't go into the details, but it wasn't pretty what they did to him. On top of that I was later blamed for his murder along with a string of robberies. There was only one option left for me and that was to run.

Currently I'm working on Broadway. It's the perfect place to hide in plain sight. I can be whoever I want to be since most people only know me by the stage name, Ashe McQueen. This live style fits me nicely. It has helped me perfect my skills in lying, being deceitful and cunning along with a few others.

The only things from the past I want to remember are the happy times.