EDMUND'S PHYSIQUE . . .
➤ Upon first glance, Edmund appears to be a hefty mound of fur. Beneath the heavy pelt, however, is a balance between essential fat and muscle. While not the most physically trained, Edmund has a decent amount of natural strength due to his species . . . However, he does also struggle with joint pain and aches, which sometimes hinders his physical prowess. The only scars he adorns are on his head and face, which according to Edmund, are from an accident when he was a child.COMBAT STYLE . . .
➤ Edmund will often remain in the backlines, allowing others to do the heavy lifting in the forefront. While he prefers to remain at a distance, he has the strength to defend himself close range if need be . . . but if his suit doesn’t have to get dirty, then why bother?CAPABILITY . . .
➤ Much of his fighting style is centered around his usage of weaponry. He’s a good shot, and that’s what he often likes to stick with when it comes to combat. If he’s in a place where he has to use his bare hands, he tends to just rely on his weight and natural strength. Therefore, he is at least competent in combat, but not an expert unless he’s using arms.

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GENERAL QUESTIONS . . .➤ 1. DOES EDMUND ROTH HAVE A MORAL CODE? GOOD? BAD? A LINE HE WON'T CROSS?“ There’s a lot on your mind, isn’t there? Hhhhaw haw haw. ”“ Doesn’t everyone have a moral code? You all have something you believe in and follow, something you do to try and live the life (you) want. For me, I’d think it’s– trying to work things out, make things even. Giving a chance, if you give one to me. ”“ And what’s good or bad? Hard to say, I think we each have our hard limits, right? Things we think are just and correct, and others we vehemently stand against. But don’t you think that’s changed, anyway? Were you the sort to donate to the homeless? I used to. Would I now? See, I’d sound evil if I said it depends. Or maybe, you’d agree with me. ”“ But I think in the end, I can at least say my boundaries are that I won’t do anything I feel like I don’t have to . . . ”.
➤ 2. WHAT IS THE MOST IMPORTANT LESSON HE'S LEARNED SO FAR IN HIS LIFE?“ Sometimes, you can only rely on yourself. ”“ And if it’s your best, then that’s the best there is. And that’s ok. Really, I mean that. That kind of self assurance is exactly what other people need sometimes, too. Right? ”“ Oh, and don’t go thinking I’m saying I don’t need anyone! Hhhhaw haw haw haw! C’mon, now! Who would I be without you all? ”.
➤ 3. HOW DOES EDMUND ROTH FEEL ABOUT FIRST IMPRESSIONS?***“ Y’know what they said aaaaall the time in the industry? ”
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“ A handshake speaks. They teach you about that firm, outer right-hand grab all the time for good reason. ”
🤝 “ Here, lemme show you . . . I know, it’s big. Hhhahaha, I won’t crush you, c’mere. ”“ Now, you see, when I grip you this way– and I won’t do it any harder, trust me, haha. When I grip you this way, it lets you know I’m affirmative. It lets you know I’m invested, I’m serious, I know the ground I’m walking on. If it’s territory you’re inviting me onto, I’m walking in with my head held high. Sounds scary, doesn’t it? It’s not that deep, I promise. But it gets drilled into your head like that . . . so when you hold my hand back, and your wrist is limp, and you aren’t grabbing on with that same steadiness? I’ve already painted you in my head. ”“ Heh, no pressure. Again, it’s just what you’re taught. You can always try shaking my hand again. ”.
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.GANG QUESTIONS . . .➤ 1. HE AQUIRES VAST WEALTH . . . HOW DOES EDMUND ROTH SPEND OR DEFEND IT?“ Now, are we talking about the past or the present? ”
“ I think the stakes are a little higher now, hehe. ”“ How about I pick for us. We can make this interesting. Before the world ‘ended’, I used to keep a close eye on my investments and savings. Yes, that was even after I had acquired my position as a CEO. I wanted to make sure, financially, that I was comfortable . . . I won’t get too deep into the economics, I’m sure you hated taxes as much as I did, haw haw haw! But either way, I managed my wealth carefully. Believe it or not, I hadn’t just thrown my cash away for pure luxury. Every so often I treated myself, sure, just as you would after all the hard work you put into ensuring your secure life. But otherwise, I had savings, and I had money to spend. ”“ For what I could spend, I was mindful. Y’know, before the apocalypse, I loaned a lot of money to people who needed it. Car repairs, a medical emergency, someone’s schooling. No interest rates– hahaha . . . no, just do what you could in repayment. Personally, I loved going out for drinks. Spending brunch together. Casual, seriously. The goodness I gave I just wanted to be felt back, is all. It was fair. And I would give what I could to charities, and donate to those in need. Everything I had done was for good causes. ”“ But sometimes, things don’t go exactly as planned, and the fruits of your labor wind you up in something messy. Something not completely in your control. I was working out of it, I wasn’t supposed to be in Anistar long. But, y’know . . . you make do. ”“ Mmmm, I rambled. I don’t do that often, I’m sorry. Not sure what came over me. How about you? Were you a ‘penny pincher’? No judgement, haw haw, I get it. ”.
➤ 2. HOW DIRTY IS HE WILLING TO FIGHT TO ENSURE HIS VICTORY?“ I shouldn’t have to ‘fight dirty’ to succeed. ”“ I reply with what I’m given. But I know when to take my advantages . . . if you put me in that spot, then it’s just something I have to consider. You’d do the same if something important were on the line. ”.
➤ 3. HOW DOES EDMUND ROTH HANDLE DISRESPECT? BEING SPOKEN DOWN TO?“ I have to wonder where they’re coming from, or what the context here is. ”“ Sometimes, people miscommunicate. There’s a misunderstanding, and really, I try not to be so stubborn about that sort of thing. As long as we clear it up, that should be alright. I can accept apologies, shockingly, haw haw. ”“ But, if you’re the sort to just berate for no reason? That’s a shame . . . what had I done to you to deserve that? I think they should reconsider being so disrespectful. They’ll have to learn eventually that this sort of behavior is just going to hurt them in the long run . . . ”

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PRE-APOCALYPSE . . .➤ 1. EARLY LIFE . . .It was rough, to say the least. I believe the family had a lot on their plate, and none of us knew how exactly to deal with it. It made us a little ugly, at times.
My father had divorced my mother when I was very young, so I can’t give you my personal feelings on that. I was just told it was for the better, and that some people can’t love each other forever.
My older sister, however, didn’t take the news and the moves so lightly. Yes, multiple moves.I was born in Veilstone City, in Sinnoh. But once my mother became an only parent, we had relocated to Pastoria City next . . . then to Floaroma Town, then Canalave City, over to Twinleaf Town . . . you lose track after a while, haha. We actually removed to Twinleaf Town three times in just ten years.My mother struggled with making an income, as well as trying to raise me and my sister, so we were often evicted or couldn’t afford rent after a while. In all honesty, she didn’t prioritize us properly . . . often claimed she deserved to “do something for herself for once”. So not only did food struggle to make it to the table, but so did paying rent. I can’t count on just one hand how many times we were evicted. She was doing something for herself . . . for years..
➤ 2. THE EXPERIENCE OF ACADEMIA . . .Ahhh, schooling. Hhhhaha. Not a fond topic for me to discuss, honestly. But that’s alright, it’s ok. I don’t mind telling you.
It’s more so– what (was) schooling like? It was never consistent. I was often thrown into a new school in the middle of the year, then pulled out. Thrown in, pulled back out, moved. Moved again. Started the year, new school. Makes me a little dizzy to think about, haw haw!But I was able to graduate from high school, eventually. Somehow, right? Haw haw haw! I had hoped that if I could at least keep up with my academics, I could move away and make something of myself. Those humble beginnings, right?
By that point, I was trained through middle school and high school and better understood my strength, heightened my literacy, and was already on the path of finding myself..
➤ 3. ADULTHOOD AND GOAL ORIENTATION . . .Stay with me here, I’ll try to keep this short. I was tired of being a nobody. It’s how you feel when there’s no one place for you to stay, no way to actually- plant your feet in the ground, to do something. To be somebody. To feel like (you) had created something.I wanted to touch the world . . . I didn’t want to be a shadow anymore, I wanted to make my name. I wanted to do something for myself.
. . . I was always into numbers, I was always into management. If there were a few things you could gather about me by looking in my planners and wallet, it’s that I was organized and sensible.With some assistance, I was able to attend Eterna University, studying Business Management as my major and Marketing as my minor. Four years of my life were dedicated to my passion, my drive, and determination to be part of something. I don’t mean to sound cheesy, hahaha, but it’s true..
➤ 4. THE PURSUIT OF SUCCESS . . .I felt the only way to truly make a name and impact was to be a part of something bigger. I strived for success . . . as a young boy, I was always jealous of those media depictions with those gold plaques with your name on it. For years I tried to find a career for myself anywhere, first in security servicing, then retail, over to department stores . . . None of it was for me, nothing that ignited that spirit within me. Hard to believe, but I used to be a very eager and fiery person, hhhhaw haw haw.For years I searched . . . and I quite literally got my calling when I was . . . aahh, 24? 25?. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . __Region Round__ . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .Sound familiar? It’s ok if not, maybe you bought your services from Yurox or World Net. But surely many of you knew what the internet was . . . do you miss it as much as I do? Hhhahaha.
Now hear me out, I was never the most tech savvy person. But there was no doubt that with every passing day, our innovations in telecommunications were advancing. I was willing to learn. I just remember those long distance phone calls with my father . . . wishing it were just a bit more affordable, something with a more stable connection.I was no founder, but I was a pioneer, without a doubt. I had first been hired as a customer service representative. On the side, I had been taking self learned programming classes, hoping I could strengthen my knowledge to meet demands and impress higher ups. But instead of putting me into programming, I was eventually moved up into data analytics. And yes, I moved to Kalos where their headquarters was located, I was that adamant. I was that eager, a spry and young spirit. Besides, Lumiose City was too gorgeous to not want to live in.I would continue to climb, for years, determined to make Region Round my place.Manager, Senior Director, Executive Vice President . . .
For over a decade, I climbed. And climbed. And I never looked down. The effort within itself was my motivation, something I came to love above the job. I loved bonding with my coworkers, providing excellent service, seeing our billboards on highways– you remember, right? The white circle with the blue netting around it?It paid off . . . eventually, I became a CEO, along with someone I once considered a close friend. It was me and her who attended board meetings with our directors, speaking with shareholders, further developing our advancements in telecom services. I was on the top floor . . . that was my office, it was everything I worked for and more..
➤ 5. MOST IMPORTANT PERSON . . .Truly, I was fond of my sister. Dedova. Deedee, I liked to call her. Together we would’ve been Eddy and Deedee, hhhahaha.Yeah . . . would have. It’s a bit of a mess to recall. We had been very close growing up, I– hah, I remember her saying she still loved me, even though I looked just like our father. She was the quirky sort, very brash in nature, too. Happy for you if you were an only child. Haw haw, I’m kidding, I say it affectionately.But as we grew older, I believe our ideals changed . . . you just change when you age. You go your separate ways. You have different outlooks on life and the people around you, and sometimes, it’s ugly. I never wanted to hurt my sister, I owe it to her for having helped raise me when our mother was lacking. But I couldn’t stay trapped forever. She was soft hearted, I couldn’t blame her for that and her empathy . . . She was set on taking care of our mother when she started to show symptoms of terminal illness.I had to leave. I had to take care of myself.
It was time (I) did something for myself..
➤ 6. HEARTBREAK AND LOSS . . .None of it was easy, I’ll admit that.
First, my mother passed away, and my sister resented me for it. What could I have done? What was it I owed? Questions my sister refused to answer, and instead disowned me for.It was a certain kind of loneliness for a while, as I think you’d understand . . . until I came across Sophia. Yes, still working for Region Round at this time. We were coworkers, actually. And– hhhhah, it developed into more than that.
She was charming, have to give her credit for that. When she would come up to my desk, lean over the edge with her shirt unbuttoned and say;. . . . . . . . . . “ Just to make sure, Thea. You pitch for the same team, right? ”I hated that line, haw haw haw! I hated it! But she sold it so well . . . I assumed it may have just been a Unovan bred sort of trait.But I always threw that ball back.
She grew on me . . . I was fond of her. And her poor apartment would collect spider webs with how often she stayed with me.
After a few years of dating, I decided to make that call and worry less about the cobwebs, and proposed to her.. . . But some people can’t love each other forever, I guess. Hhhhah, you think I’d learn that the first time, right?Aw, don’t look at me like that. I’m alright, see?Listen, I was a “late bloomer”. Something always felt off about who I was growing up, but I didn’t know what to call it. Or what to do about it. You just swallow it down until it’s ugly head rears up.
I just thought I was butch, a tomboy, a masculine woman. To think I was so out of my own skin, and I just brushed it off.. . . I was supposed to be her wife.
And a year in, I admitted to her how I felt about all I was. It was pretty damaging to our relationship. So much so we would end up divorcing, unable to make it work. And bless her, I can’t hold anything against her.
Even through her venting to our coworkers about everything, y’know, I just . . . I’m glad she left the company for the betterment of her health.But I guess that’s how it’s been since. I’ve dabbled in dating here and there, before the apocalypse of course, but nothing too serious. I made my friends, I kept those I appreciated close when I could. I just believe I had a vision elsewhere . . .

GANG HISTORY . . .➤ 1. CONVICTION . . .Sylvaine Brasseur. Or, Sylvie, as I fondly referred to her as. She was a CEO for Region Round before I was. I looked up to all that she did to keep the company running in the shape that it should be. Kept it a well oiled machine, I have to give her credit for that . . .But like myself, she was an eager spirit. I mellowed as I grew with age, but she never lost that part of herself. Over time, as we shared these positions, she confided in me her worries and her ideals.
Always about our competitors. Always something about unhappy customers replying to surveys. Wanting the upperhand, wanting Region Round to be our success story.Hah . . . it was a bit ridiculous at first. She spoke like we hadn’t been one of the top 5 telecommunication services worldwide, and top 3 in Kalos.
But truly, I understood her. I did. Despite being so well maintained, it felt like we were lagging. As if something we were doing was wrong. And it became frustrating as the years ticked by. Why was it that despite our efforts, it just wasn’t enough?And it came from her lips first; Speaking with our programmers, planting a seed. I was baffled at first. Talking about spies like it was some sort of movie. But I realized how serious she was when I laughed and she just stared into my very soul.I’d be lying to you if I didn’t say it didn’t spark something within me, either. I think you deserve to know the truth.I agreed.
Consumer reports were complaining about lackluster connection and buffering. We needed to figure out what our competitors were doing regarding server maintenance.
*We needed to figure out what more we could do to better what we provided. At this point, we were walking on hot coals.*Some of our best programmers not only lended their hand, but got us into contact with individuals they felt could assist. It was a risky play, but something we felt the need to do to gain that advantage.
The business world is a brutal and cruel one, I mean it . . . your competitors would chew through you in a few years time, and do you know how many of our workers that would displace? I refused to watch my corporation sink into the ground.And it was looking up for a while. A few months passed, and all was more than just well.I’ll keep it simple; we managed to gather some appropriate intel regarding maintenance and files for coding, which when implemented into our own services, improved everything exponentially. More stocks were being invested into our corporation, our directors were discussing expanding headquarters out into Sinnoh, Unova, and Alola, and much more . . .But it was a short lived victory.
There was a whistleblower within our circle, someone who ratted us out to the local police.
And worse off, I had to find out through my investigation that Sylvie wasn’t wholly honest about anyone’s involvement . . .Even so, I was convicted and charged with Computer and Internet Fraud and Counterfeiting . . . I would have to serve a maximum of six years in prison, but the legal process is very finicky. You know that.
Who knows how much time I would have truly served, even rightly so. I was in temporary holding in Anistar Prison for a little over a month before the apocalypse happened. Did it also give you whiplash? Hhhhaw haw haw..
➤ 2. HANDLING THE ANISTAR RIOT . . .I’m grateful for the relationships I had built during my short stay . . . say what you’d like about the guards, but a few of them were fairly delightful. Treat them with respect and you receive the same, sort of thing. And while many of the prisoners felt I was pampered in some instances, others found shelter in that. I knew they did. Whether they truly liked me or not, I respected where they came from. They were being smart . . .And so I passed that unto them.My phone calls lasted longer intervals, some brackets I didn’t often use, and so I’d hand off that extra time slot to others.
*I had certain packages and things delivered to me, and it was unfair, many said. The sort of things I was allowed to have, or that wasn’t confiscated. I felt sorry that they couldn’t afford what I could . . . and so I wasn’t opposed to sharing, so long as they were just as generous in spirit toward me. I expected nothing in return but some mutuality. And that I received.
Especially when the women never hesitated in calling me Big Eddy. I was charmed.Was I afraid? Not at all . . . I looked forward to recreational activities, admittedly. I knew how to take care of myself. I was so certain, even, that I requested I be moved to the public holding cells instead of where I was staying. For my “safety”, I was turned down . . . but many of those cellmates knew me out in the yard.Many of those cellmates were at my side during the riot.Y’know what some Convicts will tell you?
They’ll say they fought tooth and nail, felt no fear . . . ran right in, stole guns, and overcame the system.
I won’t say it’s complete bullshit . . . but it’s fairly bullshit.Many of those “brave souls” had died during the excursion, I watched it with my own eyes. Their service was appreciated, but it wasn’t an event of pride. They wanted to pretend it was . . . feeling like they could have a moment of freedom, victory, and I think genuinely they forgot the real threat at hand at the time.With that said, I had gathered myself, my acquaintances, and a few familiar guards and headed up a few floors for better ground and safety.
Much of the chaos of the riot happened below . . . we decided to let them deal with the first few waves, and offer sanctuary to those above who couldn’t defend themselves immediately.And yes, we waited for hours for things to finally die down, and did a sweep of the building to clean up when given the confirmation by other inmates.I’m not going to pretend like I’m a hero. You can jump in and do whatever, I’ll stay back here! Hhhhaw haw haaaaaw!
But thank you to those who did, and defended us, but that wasn’t my place. I’m just thankful we lived.

POST-APOCALYPSE . . .➤ 1. HUMBLE BEGINNINGS . . .For myself, I had just finished a meal when the news came, and the riots were stirring. Why I hadn’t been watching the television was beyond me, I can’t remember . . . maybe there was something else on my mind, or maybe I just wanted a quiet lunch. Well, usually, on those T.V’s, they played uninteresting shit with the subtitles on. Home makeovers, or sports, or those stupid talk show programs. Things like that.So I had been making my way from the cafeteria back to my cell, and everyone was rushing past . . . and, well, you know the rest. Hhhaha..
➤ 2. FIRST DEATH . . .I’d say nobody enjoys watching people die, but look around you! Hhhaw haw, oh that was terrible, I’m sorry. I’m just being honest.In the beginning, watching people lose their lives . . . whether they got into fights, or attacked by zombies, or whatever it might’ve been, it’s still shocking. It was a mess during the riots, I’d like to believe I was too busy sheltering myself and others to feel fully affected by it. Not like I didn’t care, of course.It’s a shame is what it is. But over time, I began to expect it. I learned to accept it. It’s horrible, it can be tragic, I’m with you. I really am. But it’s what comes with the apocalypse, I suppose..
➤ 3. THE PLAN; SURVIVE THE ORDEAL OR BE SAVED BY OTHERS . . .Is being saved by others not surviving? That’s odd . . . Maybe you misworded it, because then what would you say to our gang members?Oh I know I’m reading too deeply, hhhahaha, you understand. I get it, just making you think.I’ve always been willing to provide what others want, in exchange for some assistance and protection. Yes, I’m fully capable of protecting myself, but some things are just too risky for the likes of me. I felt I could fill in where I’m needed depending on who asked, and they could do the same.I believe it’s certainly worked in my favor all these years later, haw haw haw! Would you like another drink?.
➤ 4. STAYING WITH THE CONVICTS . . .I was admittedly quite comfy where I was, despite the hardships faced. It worked, and that’s all I really needed to survive. The relationships I built here weren’t anything I was keen on letting go of . . . maybe I’m soft that way, hhhhahahaha.

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