🏴Heroes
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Born in the wild steppes of the western island, Memeguana absorbed from his mother's milk the ability to survive among killers and thugs. Main lesson? Always strike first. Thanks to his quick wit and natural entrepreneurial spirit, Memeguana rose from poverty and was able to make a fortune by hiring bandits and demanding a passage fee through MemeFi's vast road networks. If the bandits refused to do business by the rules, his Winchester 1892 and Colt Buntline entered the fray. The iguana blew their heads off, forcing the other bandits to scatter and taking all the booty. Memeguana's fame as a fierce fighter spread among bandits, and they no longer dared challenge him, strictly following the terms. With his composure, Memeguana gained the respect of the bandits and their leaders, later using them as the final argument in negotiations. Among the murderers, Memeguana is known as Don Guan.
One day, Don Guan exchanged his cowboy jacket and boots for an expensive outfit and velvet leggings. Having accumulated a fair amount of capital, he began brokering the trade in resources and built several mines that extracted the Source energy. Don Guan does not belong to any memeclan, mediating between memelords during negotiations, concluding deals and serving as a financial advisor. Now Memeguana is building the business empire he dreamed of from an early age, where thousands of memes will simultaneously spread information about goods in the bustling squares of MemeFi settlements and cities.
Born on the mean streets of Vice City, Too Doge was an odd Doge from a young age, standing out with his blocky build. This led him to pursue amateur boxing, where he met his future inseparable friend Lil Doge, a scrawny upstart who shared his pugilistic dreams. Though Lil Doge's build forced him to abandon his career, together they became one of the most fearsome duos in back alley brawls across town.
As word of the Too Doge spread, Apollo Cringe, reigning world champion, challenged the young amateur — enticed by his "Stallion Dogger" moniker. Though clearly outmatched, ambition burned within Too Doge. The fateful fight descended from a boxing match into a lawless street fight, with ribs, faces, fists and legs shattered over 15 grueling rounds. Despite a valiant effort, the veteran Apollo bested Dogger. But at this point Too Doge's legend was born.
His boxing days behind him, Too Doge took up a club and began robbing caravans for loot and goldcoins, reveling in the thug life. At a wild party, he drunkenly mocked the fearsome Doge Killer in front of his cronies. Doge Killer responded by whipping out his pistol and shooting up the place trying to finish off the fleeing Dogger. How the windswept duel ended, none can say — the survivors either died or fled into the night. Now Too Doge is on the run, his dear Lil Doge lost in their escape. Some say Dogger searches still, hoping to reunite and hideaway in some far-flung Zihuatanejo.
Dogekiller was not born a dog but an ordinary Velen wojak. As a boy, he stumbled upon a coven deep in the forests and mountains. Angered by the intrusion, the witches cursed him into canine form. He's sought to break this hex ever since.
After the curse, his old name was forsaken — now only his clan name remained. Having tried many cures, he was fortunate to meet the wandering [REDACTED] along the serpentine. Intrigued by such a rare and difficult shapeshifting spell requiring immense Source energy, [REDACTED] meditated and revealed the truth — only the philosopher's stone from Don Guan's treasury could lift the curse.
Already a master of stealth, infiltrating Don Guan's lair was no trouble for Dogekiller. But direct confrontation with the ruthless gangster was too dangerous. Don Guan demanded a king's ransom — 50 million MemeFi tokens and 50 goldcoins— for the stone.
In the course of his travels Dogekiller discovered his talent for combat. After years honing his skills he became the most lethal bounty hunter around — quiet when stealth was required, explosively violent when the job demanded. But still his fortune fell short of the ruinous ransom. So he joined the elite MemeFi Contract Agency, taking assignments from his handler Diana to assassinate top memelords and even Bear's messengers for astronomical fees.
As a child, Pependalf, a young Pepega, was weak and frail, with braces on his legs to support his fragile back. He was constantly ridiculed and one of the least magically capable in his village. The people of Vice City had expelled the Pepega clan, believing they were involved in the murder of the Bull god. Pependalf's only solace was his friend Ashbie Moon, who spent time with him away from her own dysfunctional family.
Everything changed one fateful day when a group of angry memes, seeking loot and souls, chased them into a thick forest. There they encountered an Anomaly — a swirling vortex of Source energy. Pependalf fell in and collided with the Source, miraculously surviving. He rose up transformed and perfected in all the ways he had been imperfect before.
The Anomaly had birthed a monster — a man with four metal tentacles on his back controlling a small sun. But Pependalf showed no mercy, burning everything around him including his friend Ashbie. From that day, he realized the responsibility his powers gave him and has carried a deep sadness.
Returning to Vice City, Pependalf devoted himself to destroying evil spirits, becoming renowned for ruthlessly hunting monsters and ghouls. Though his home overflows with riches, he lives modestly, focused only on driving out evil and running his successful shrimp business. Perhaps he even dreams of killing the god of Ferocity, patron of all evil?
Unlike most Shibas, young Shibarius grew up enslaved on a deserted island, far from major cities. His family served a local crime lord. From childhood, Shibarius showed talent for technology, assembling complex robots. His fate changed when he met the Cult of Readers, powerful magicians trained to use scrolls. Shibarius impressed them by escaping pursuers in a car and delivering the Readers to the harbor, the only place free of the crime lord's control. Seeing his innate magical abilities, the Readers took Shibarius in for training.
After years of study, Shibarius became a Sorcerer, but grew disillusioned with the Readers' fanatical Bull God beliefs and unwillingness to fully use their power. One day, conspiring with their enemies the Order of Blood who ruled Vice City, Shibarius destroyed the Temple and all within, taking only a ring granting higher magic and soul control.
Shibarius went into seclusion, spending 100 years mastering necromancy, time dilation, soul manipulation, and teleportation. He forged a staff to channel the Source's immense energy into magic. Shibarius became an éminence grise, influencing authorities on banking, religion and more. But unlike other memes, enlightened Shibarius cares little for MemeFi. His dream is to rediscover the real world, erased from meme memory, which he glimpsed during meditation.
The Umbrella Meds corporation, founded by three legendary magicians, researched the effects of magic and ether on memes' bodies. One day, researching the combined effexts of ether vapor and the Cluster B Reviria virus, they realized they could synthesize a scrollmutating memes' bodies with bosses' endurance, strength, and speed.
However, they couldn't replicate the scroll, so the magicians transformed one meme into a meme-titan hybrid and cloned it extensively. With their army assembled, they declared war on MemeFi's ruling High Council of Memelords, seeking to seize over one of MemeFi resource-rich islands. Ordinary memes supported the magicians, seeing them as liberators from the memlords' oppression.
But the rebels were doomed, as are all who incur the memclans' united wrath. The few surviving clones, dubbed "trollfaces" for their zeal in provocation and malicious mockery, scattered worldwide, searching for purpose.
Shailushai was once a formidable boss — a relic of the old gods who amassed mountains of loot from heroes brave enough to challenge him. However, thirst for goldcoins and loneliness soon bored him, and he sought a cure.
Seeking help from the Cult of the Readers, he learned that destroying the Icon of Sin on the Isle of the Damned, guarded by demonic hordes, could make him an ordinary meme. It was the time of the second furious war, with Memlords assaulting the Isle. Shailushai joined the High Council's forces, where his godly abilities were noted. They tasked him with spearheading the push to the Isle's heart, where its guardians hid. During Operation Tet, Shailushai battled the Icon of Sin and emerged victorious, then immediately fled.
The transformation came swiftly — Shailushai lost his boss powers, though he retained great strength. More importantly, he gained free will. Accepting a warrior monk’s ascetic existence, he now quests across MemeFi seeking enlightenment.
Born on the Iron Islands, Flokiria dreamed of leaving her austere homeland to master the sword and be hailed a hero defending Vice City. Fate granted her wish, albeit twisted.
During an annual ritual duel, Flokiria battled her brother Gregor, whose sadistic pyro tendencies were apparent even then. By the contest's rules of sheer weapon skill, Flokiria bested her hulking brother, but he exploited his size to toss her into the ritual fire. Though the burns were minor, they instilled in Flokiria a dread of flames. Gregor faced no consequences for his deceit in their homeland, so Flokiria departed.
Northward she ventured, joining the Wall's guardians who protected the realm from the Spirit of Death and its fiery dead legions. They trained Flokiria in combat, weapons mastery, and deft parrying. But when the Spirit shattered the Wall's enchantments and the dead breached it, Flokiria's fire phobia overwhelmed her courage and she fled.
Only Shibarius could halt the dead tide, bringing an icy gale to banish the Spirit as its vassal. Legends spread of the guardians' bravery, the most effusive odes lauding Flokiria — as rumor held, she heroically battled fiery monsters before being dispatched to relay tidings to distant Vice City, crossing vast distances. Thus did Flokiria gain acclaim, though guilt has troubled her since, compelling utter devotion to the city's defense.
Worse, her brother has also come, seeking fame. Is it time for vengeance?
When the inhabitants of MemeFi stormed the shores of the Isle of the Damned under the banners of their united clans during the Second Furious War, many refused to participate. Gathering in Vice City's square under the banner of the white rabbits, they declared their rejection of the ongoing conflict, only to be expelled from the square by their own kinsmen flying the flag of the High Council of Memelords.
As usual, new recruits were sorted into classes according to their intellect and magical abilities. The least bright charged ahead to overwhelm the endless hordes of Demons guarding their masters, while the smarter memes were spared the dirty work to avoid fueling dissatisfaction.
But even these memes were insufficient. The memelords beseeched Shibarius for aid, and he swiftly conjured a solution— magically cloning the most exemplary stupid Warrior. Hundreds of thousands of these Warriors, called Degens, were created. During Operation Tet they assaulted the isle with an ocean of fire, but the Demons withstood the onslaught, cutting down 90% of the degens. News of the operation's failure sparked such indignation that the memlords relented, though by then the Demons acked the strength to resist.
From then on the Degens lived amongst the common memes, driven by greed.
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