"Just because I love you doesn't mean I'll let you win in Mario Kart. Fuck off."
Chicago has been home to many Rings that have come and gone. On the surface, Signal Boost is no different. Established by a trio of Chicago locals who were friends first and business associates second, the Ring found surprising success in its early years, eventually bolstering their numbers as high as eight. Billing themselves as an Inquisitor Ring, Signal Boost worked as independent investigators, taking contract work for other Rings to research active projects of the God Machine. The Ring, however, was doomed from its very conception - one founding member was a Fellow Traveler, tasked with ensuring the Ring's survival until they could be led to their sacrificial altar. Those who somehow escaped their fated ends only continued their tales of tragedy for years to come. In present day, Signal Boost as it was is no more - though perhaps the idea of it still lingers in its survivors.
TYPE: Ring | AGENDA: Inquisitor | STATUS: Defunct | YEARS ACTIVE: 2007-2012
owned by @dualscepters
Demons are among the least sincere of beings, and yet something about VCR utterly defies the norm. Emotional to the point of being downright volatile, the colorful Unchained suffers from a fault in his dissimulation subroutine, unable to separate his quantum feelings from his Cover presentation - though most people assume his vibrant, mood-swinging personality is deliberate, as such glitches are rare. Those in the know, however, perhaps find his earnestness to be a breath of fresh air among liars. He genuinely wants the best for everyone, to the point where he even sympathizes with his angelic brethren (in private, of course). With Sterrenhemel's aid, he's back on his feet after a long year - no, years - of hardship. He knows the path ahead won't be any easier, but he's determined to face it all the same.
Perhaps the only die-hard Inquisitor of the now defunct Ring, Static was the first out-of-town member recruited into the fold - and he'd always wondered why. Still, the Vancouver-made Unchained hadn't wanted to challenge his stroke of luck. There was no need to rock the boat when he had found friends, stability, and an adequate task at hand, all to keep the solitude of his angelhood at bay. To have all of that ripped away from him, then to learn it had been a farce from the very beginning to have him killed, would've driven any lesser demon to a breaking point. Yet he persevered, and continues to do so, if only in hopes that he'll one day reclaim even a sliver of that contentedness he once had. Despite the friction between himself and his old Ringmates, he lingers close out of love and sympathy, not realizing his nostalgia weighs him down.
Mr. 3D's image of effortless capability and sleepless tact belies the sour reality. A Destroyer-Integrator demon who sold out his metaphorical soul and the entire symphonic community of Chicago back in the day, all to become a Fellow Traveler - a demon who has regained their connection to the God Machine and sacrifices their daily life and comfort to eternally hear Its song in their minds. Tormented by his state and the crimes he's perpetuated against Chicago, and most notably Signal Boost, he sought to rejoin the God Machine and tear it apart from within in a fit of sorrow and rage, only to have been stopped and captured, hidden away within the Sacellum. He is confounded by the way his former ringmates refuse to hate or punish him, and is unable to fully accept the reality where they say they forgive him - after all, he cant even find it within to forgive himself.
♢ Mentioned: Miss Shutter, Mx. Transmission, Miss Remote, Miss Hertz, Mr. Stereo