Character(s) The Mannequin Collection by Article

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These are characters I have created so far. This thread will be updated periodically. Thank you.

TABLE OF CHARACTERS

Bespoke Characters
Kenji Hasegawa
Pedro Zhou Hernández
Lampião

Ready-to-Wear Characters
Fatima Bentaleb​

 

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“Outta the way, man. I'm just passin' through.”

▌ NAME: Kenji Hasegawa
▌ AGE: 32
▌ OCCUPATION: Drifter / Former Bōsō Member
▌ ALIGNMENT: Unaffiliated



▌ APPEARANCE

Kenji Hasegawa dresses in exclusive blank clothing. We're talking faded black denim, scuffed boots, and a cropped leather jacket that’s seen more weather than polish. He usually is not one to care about his appearance much, other than his wavy, black hair that he tousles.​

▌ HISTORY

Born in Tokyo to a former Bōsō-turned-Yakuza and a nightclub hostess, Kenji was left on the steps of an orphanage three weeks after birth. Out of luck, he was placed in the hands of an adoptive family in San Jose, California. He grew up restless, never feeling at home. By 16, he'd dropped out of school and found belonging with a small biker outfit called the 408 Alley Cats — a gang that wore its Bōsōzoku roots with pride. They had a ritual called The Oath. It started as a stunt — blood and engine oil on the road, a rehearsed vow that no brother would betray another. However, the man who first initiated the rite within the gang dealt in older, otherworldly dealings. The curse was bound to every member of the 408s, thehy must never know the curse, or else its knowledge would free them from their mortal coils.

What started as joyrides and noise soon became transport runs up the Central Valley: drugs, arms, sometimes bodies. Kenji didn't ask questions; he rode and just did what he was told. The money was great until it wasn't. A botched deal left his sworn brother, Ivan, bleeding out in a 7-11 parking lot. Their rivals, The Lost Aces, took the blame, but the cops took Kenji. Someone from within the 408s had ratted him out to save their skin. Once Kenji served his time, he walked out with nothing but the endless road ahead and rode eastwards, with nowhere in mind. That's how he found the town. And that's where everything strange began again.​

▌ PERSONALITY

Kenij is often sardonic and gruff. He is a man of few words and even fewer illusions. Beyond his blunt humor and hazy cynicism lies soft empathy. Years on the road taught him to be patient and detached, but not at peace. He often trusts few people, if any. He's slow to anger, but quick to act when boundaries are broken, making him fiercely loyal. The town may see him as another drifter, but the roads he took remember every ghost he carries.
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Ready to ride? You're gonna get smoked if you can't keep up​

 

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PEDRO "DRO" ZHOU HERNÁNDEZ

Age: 28

Role: Senior Consultant

Status: Engaged (Unhappily)

"Just call me Dro. Besides, I'm probably the eighth Pedro you know personally."

APPEARANCE

Pedro treats his appearance like a meticulous checklist; everything must account for something. He wears bespoke Italian suits that fit perfectly but hang slightly loose on a frame thinned by 80-hour work weeks. He has the sharp, angular features of his Cantonese father and the warm, bronze complexion of his Dominican mother. He smells of sandalwood cologne and artisanal espresso. In this small town, he looks like a sleek, expensive weapon left out in the rain.

WHO IS PEDRO?

Born to a Dominican mother from La Romana and a Chinese immigrant father from Hong Kong, who ran the town's corner store. He was supposed to take over the business, but he wanted "more." He graduated from Stanford in California during the midst of a recession and ended up back home, unemployed, feeling like a failure.

During that low point, he watched his then-girlfriend constantly help his father out with the shop. Due to that point in his life, he became insecure and twisted it to the point that he was convinced that she was attracted to his father's stability and 'charm' — mocking Pedro's failure. To "win," he cheated on her with a city girl from Boston (his current fiancée) and left town to chase money in New York City.

Five years later, he is a Senior Consultant at Deloitte. He has money, status, and a high-maintenance fiancée. But his father is dead. He is back to settle the estate, armed with a $4,500 suit and a desperate need to avoid looking at the ex-girlfriend he betrayed.

PERSONALITY

Pedro operates on transactional logic (i.e. An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth). His brain is like an Excel spreadsheet as he sees the world in terms of risk, liability, and efficiency. On the outside, he is arrogant and can often be seen checking his phone, consumed by the stressful job that keeps him from contemplating the many thoughts that wander his cerebral labyrinth. Deep down? He is burnt out and exhausted; Dro's only regret is that he threw away the only real happiness he ever had for a career that hates him.

"I ain't the same guy no more, entiende?"

Slice of Life // Modern // Angst

 

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LAMPIÃO

THE SURVIVOR

"Welcome to the sertão, hope you don't get lost or stray into the wrong territory, now."

DATA

Real Name: Virgulino Ferreira da Silva
Alias: Lampião
Nickname: The Governor of the Badlands
Origin: Pernambuco, Brazil
Weapon: Mauser Pistols, Peixeira knife

BIOGRAPHY

Virgulino Ferreira da Silva, also known as Lampião, was the ghost of the caatinga—a man who turned banditry into a form of governance and survival into dogma. Born into the feudal oppression of the Brazilian Northeast, Virgulino saw that the "law" was a fence built by the rich to keep the poor from grazing on their territory. After a land dispute that took away his family when he was 19, he burned the fence down. As Lampião, he ruled the sertão for two decades, mocking the police and the landowners. Betrayed by a coiteiro (supporter/informant), his band was ambushed at dawn while they slept. Lampião, his beloved Maria Bonita, and nine others were killed, decapitated, and their heads were displayed as trophies throughout the Northeast. His "death" at Grota de Angico was merely a transition, however. He fights for the spiteful pleasure of proving that the gods and deities are just as corrupt as the landlords he fought all those years ago.

"In the Sertão, I've stuck my foot in jackfruit a long time ago. Now, I'm just making my way through this shitty mess"

"Your godhood's gold paint. Strictly para inglês ver"

> COMBAT SKILLS <

Lampião uses a guerrilla-style combat philosophy known as "Gambiarra," turning the environment against his foes. His supernatural luck, "Corpo Fechado," allows him to survive lethal strikes through motion blur and stuttering time.

RECORD OF RAGNAROK // ART BY HEITOR AMATSU

 

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FATIMA KHEIRA BENTALEB

French–Algerian • HITWOMAN• 27

FATIMA

“نهدر بالحلاوة… ونقتل بالمعنى.”
(I speak softly, but I kill with meaning)

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  KNOWN ALIASES
  

  • “La Douce” — used by people who often underestimate her
  • “Kheira” — only used by family
  • "Fati/Fatou" — Only used by those who are close to her
  • "Noor al-'Ain" (نور العين) — Her operational name on jobs; used in drops, burner contacts, and fake IDs.

  COVER JOB
  

  • Works for luxury apartments, and sometimes, privately for more affluent clients. She books appointments, solves problems, and arranges "special requests"

  STRENGTHS
  

  • Silver tongue: can charm, negotiate, distract, or de-escalate on command.
  • Adaptable: blends in anywhere from cafés to back-alley businesses.
  • Extremely opportunistic
  • Reads people fast (i.e., tells, lies, ticks, etc.)
  • Multilingual in French, Spanish, Darija Arabic, and English

  WEAKNESSES
  

  • Prideful: She hates being dismissed, especially in public
  • Micromanager: Often struggles to delegate meaningful work to others.
  • Soft spot for “strays” (people who remind her of home / her past).
  • Keeps grudges like receipts; sometimes it costs her peace.
  • When she’s hurt, she shuts down instead of asking for help.

  HABITS
  

  • Always takes the seat with a view of the door.
  • Touches her jewelry (ring/bracelet) when irritated.
  • Often looks at reflections when thinking about something
  • Drinks a glass of red wine every night
  • Often can be seen smoking a cigarette

  LIKES
  

  • Mint tea, Mazagran, citrus perfume.
  • Quiet luxury (gold, silk, clean lines) over loud brands.
  • Olympique de Marseille
  • Loyalty, competence, and people who keep their promises.

  DISLIKES
  

  • Sloppy work, loudmouths, cheap cologne.
  • Being cornered physically or socially.
  • Men who talk over her / test her patience.
  • Anybody from Paris, fans of Paris Saint-Germain, and the like.
• Fatima moves through rooms with grace and poise. Whenever she enters, she often observes the people around her and her surroundings. Depending on the people she’s dealing with, she makes them feel chosen just long enough to get what she wants. In other words, she can be warm when it serves her, distant when it doesn’t.
  
  The environment of La Castellane has taught her to read people like menus: whether it's microexpressions, lies, or where others' loyalties lie. Despite her analytical nature, she has a lot of pride and never forgives dissent; when she’s hurt, though, she stews in rage underneath her razor-thin patience. Beyond her polished charm, she has a soft spot for “strays” and lost causes that reminds her of La Castellane, the neighborhood she is proud to have come from. She keeps her promises and expects the same from those who cross her path. If you prove your competence and loyalty, she’s fiercely protective; if you embarrass or underestimate her, she’ll let you self-implode and, possibly, help you write out your own ending.
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  Fatima Kheira Bentaleb was born in La Castellane, the 16th arrondissement in the coastal city of Marseille, to Algerian immigrants from the small town of Tlemcen. Growing up, she learned early that there were two sides to Marseille: the tourists who came for its beaches, and the gritty, dangerous neighborhood that taught you to keep your wits about you—tight streets, women with sharp tongues, men with short tempers, and a constant awareness of who belonged where.
  
  When she was young, she spent her summers alternating between Marseille and Tlemcen, where her relatives treated her as if she was their daughter. At school, teachers called her “bright,” praising her intelligence, but also “distracting,” because she could talk her way out of punishment as easily as she could talk someone into giving her what they swore they’d never hand over.
  
  As she got older, her beauty and charm opened doors. She worked small jobs that put her close to dirty money and secrets: cafés, private events, translation gigs, errands that didn’t ask too many questions. Men mistook her politeness for permission. Women noticed her ambition and either warned or watched.
  
  Everything came crashing down when, one fateful night, her older brother, Wassim, was killed by a local gang that had been bothering their family over made-up loans. Fatima felt helpless, watching someone she loved get used and then die because the “right people” thought they could. After a revenge tour that nearly got her killed, she decided she would never be powerless again. She built a double life: the polished, well-dressed woman who could blend in anywhere, and the operator who understood leverage, timing, and consequences. “Noor al-‘Ain” became the name that moved when Fatima was ‘away’—an alias that sounded endearing enough to be underestimated, and yet dangerous enough to leave without a trace.
  
  
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  Mother — Her anchor. Worked long hours in thankless jobs, still managed to keep the house standing. Fatima protects her at all costs and is usually soft around her in a way almost no one else gets to see.
  
  Father — Pride and pressure. A quiet provider who carried the weight without complaint. Fatima respects him deeply, and their love is shown through duty.
  
  Wassim (older brother) — The man of the house. While their parents worked, Wassim filled the gaps. He walked her to school, checked who she was with, handled persistent problems, and made sure she didn’t feel the family’s strain too sharply. He wasn’t gentle, but he was always present and protective, shaping her standards for loyalty. Beyond that, they used to spend time playing street football throughout La Castellane. When he passed that fateful night, Fatima felt his absence hard, and she’s been rebuilding around that loss ever since.
  

أصولي ف تلمسان | Droit de Marseille