Post by Swan on Feb 8, 2013 2:23:06 GMT
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C L A S S I F I E D
A Morph, or 'mutant' as some may call it; would be classified as a human whom has had their genetic DNA code altered. In this alteration process the original human double helix is decoded and taken apart. Once we have taken out parts of the DNA code there is an opening to attach another coded sequence. This code can be perhaps another organism's DNA. After combining the two into the helix it can result in an advancement of the two species. It allows the one being to have the benefits of both species but in one body. Once this procedure was perfected we discovered a way of allowing the being to control these features, allowing the subject to manipulate changes in his or her body. Thus, creating the 'morph'.
In layman's terms, by combining the two sets of DNA from two different beings you get one human-like body with the ability to change its appearance and anatomy at will.
Facility Blueprint
Inside HQ
-Key-
In layman's terms, by combining the two sets of DNA from two different beings you get one human-like body with the ability to change its appearance and anatomy at will.
Facility Blueprint
Inside HQ
-Key-
- Training Dome: The training dome is covered in sand for morphs to train with others, and improve their abilities. Guards also train here whether it be with morphs or other guards. The terrain in this dome can be changed by pressing in a few buttons on a pin pad. It can be converted to an obstacle course, to a rock pillar yard in only a matter of seconds.(The hallway that cuts through the south end of this dome has very large windows, so passerby's can observe the fighting taking place.)
- Creation Room: Here is where morphs, or "mutants" are tested on. They are also created and disposed of here as well. All scientific supplies are stored in the hanger in the far back of the large room.
- Torture Chamber: If any morph misbehaves, or violates any of the rules they are taken here. In this room a morph is taught a brutal lesson, and how to respect authority.
- Armory: Here is where guards, and morphs keep their armor and weapons. There are lockers surrounding the walls for each soldier.
- Cafeteria: Kind of self explanatory, the food here is nasty.
- Sector 7491 HQ: This is the main database for the whole facility. This is where security is heavily monitored, battle plans are created, and where the main defense system is kept. This building is the head honcho of the whole base. Scientists and some guards are housed here. All the higher ranked soldiers/guards do their main and important work here. When they aren't discussing important matters here they are sent to the main building to watch over, and train the morphs. Some soldiers live permanently in the morph building, training and taking care of morphs is their one sole job.
- Holding Room: Any "soon-to-be" morph is held here before their transfusion. It is a small pure white room with tiled floors, walls and ceilings.
- Guard Towers: This is the second form of security around the base. This is where the advanced guards, that heavily patrol the whole facility; are held. These guards patrol the outskirts of the perimeter, making sure that the facility is still secure as a whole.
- Outdoor arena: This is a simple place to get a breath of semi-fresh air. This whole outer area is surrounded by a efficient electric fence. This fence contains 45000 volts of electricity surging though it at every millisecond. If anyone were to make contact with this fence it would cause their heart to stop almost instantly.
- Barracks: Just a simple housing room for all the morphs, it contains several bunk beds all in one large room.The barracks are sorted by gender: A is female and B is male.
- Guard room: This is just a nice place for guards to relax and chat about life.
- Labs: This is where Scientists can focus on creating DNA, and other science like things.
- Guard bunker: This is where all the guards sleep.
The whole facility is underwater somewhere in the deep Pacific. The only transport in and out is by submarine. The actual facility is covered by a LARGE metallic dome, keeping water and sea life out.
History
This is Sector 7491, a hidden establishment claimed for government purposes. It was first created as a weaponry and holding station for simple soldiers in 2001.
As years went on and allies became enemies our world as we knew it became a battlefield. Countries were destroyed; nuclear outbreaks were issued in many continents. Death was a stench in the air. This was one of the longest wars in history, 27 years passed, and ammunition was low. Necessities were scarce for nuclear weapons, and common gunpowder had vanished. Soon a banning was put down all across the globe, guns were now considered illegal. One would have thought that the war would have ended because of the limited supplies, but people were still bloodthirsty and seeking power. They turned to an older fighting style, one which was used by ancient Chinese warriors. Men fought with swords, bows, fists, and close range weapons- anything they could get to defeat their enemies. They would stop at nothing to win this deadly war.
Soon, smaller countries became abandoned and "extinct". With no military or armed forces, they couldn't withstand the battle and fell. As time went on, and the war grew more and more gruesome, the human population was beginning to drop. Refugee camps were set up for the countries who's cities had been completely destroyed. Many other enemy countries created their own secret weapons, all of which turned out to be defective, or have minimal damage. England began to brainstorm a variety of ideas for a super weapon but none of which were accurate. That's when they discovered a scientist group within the government that had been experimenting in DNA reconstruction. Thus, the idea of morphs was formed. The government took this older hidden facility, which used to be a regular holding station; and they turned it into a prison. For years they tested on human subjects, taking the good experiments, and disposing of the failed attempts. Time after time there were errors and many disfigured mutants, and they were all rid of. That's when perfection finally came. The scientists had finally made the perfect specimen, and used it for research. As the formula for this procedure was classified at stable, they used it from then on out. This was the beginning of the greatest era in genetic weaponry Engineering.
This new way of reconstructing humans was spreading to every training facility across England. Many biologists, chemists, and most scientists across the country were dying to get their hands on this formula. Once they had seen the transformations themselves, so many possibilities came to mind. Others tried combining machines and human flesh to make a cyborg type being. Some tried using base elements to get a human whom could manipulate their bodies to be made out of a non-living substance. There were endless experiments and all seemed to fail. There was only one successful attempt in a smaller, less known establishment. This was the only human being who had lived though the multiple tests, dissections, and bodily transformations. His name was Kennith, he was created with multiple machine like structures, limbs, wires, and attachments. He lived for no more than 15 months before his body couldn't withstand the changes he had gone though so quickly. Even after Kennith's death, scientists still pressed on, desperate to create another cyborg. No succession has been documented to this date. Sector 7491 has kept their success rates secretive, in an attempt to keep from having other countries pick up on their new weapons of mass destruction.
In the midst of all this destruction being thrown down upon earth, civilization lost its key. Schools, careers, futures, technology, economy, all of it was destroyed. There was no equal rights anymore, how could one live by a law that cannot be enforced. Any kind of advanced technology went directly to the combat establishments. Anyone with a PHD in medical care was sent directly to any military camps that were in need of medical attention. The average life of a typical civilian would be just trying to survive. At any given moment the government could snatch you away from your dear family, and friends; throwing you into the nearest military camp to serve your country. If we were talking "Free rights?" it would be violated on so many levels. Thus the class system was brought back. All upper class citizens of a community had the essentials they needed for life. Food, shelter, Water, anything that would classify you 1st priority would throw you right into the upper class community. Now the lower ranks of this class system would be know as Lower class citizens. They have to struggle to survive everyday. These people live a messy lifestyle, but not by choice. Each day is a challenge, whether it be to obtain the necessities for living, or providing for a family. This was the hardest lifestyle at the time being.
'You pathetic piece of waste, you're nothing but a useless being.'
Welcome to Sector 7491
...let the torment begin.
You awake to a blaring horn coming from the corner. You're in the cell of a room you've lived in for so long already.
The room is gray, concrete, and too small for the many people it contains. All you have is a bed with sparse sheets, and all you own is your memories.
Each day, you wake up in these barracks to the same loud horn. There are no windows. You leave your room before the third buzzer or there is punishment. You go train with weapons, only aiming for the kill. There is food next, and then there is training. Sometimes the scientists check up on you, and interrupt the day.
How did you come here, and what is your story?
You're a soldier; forced from your life and taken to be a human weapon. You're dead to the world and a possession to those who take care of you. You're not alone, though. There are many others, but they are all the same as you. Their possessions taken, their lives, and even their humanity.
You aren't even human anymore. You can turn into an animal because of the scientists. Every new soldier enters the lab human, and leaves as a morph. They remember the most about what they had before this place. You always listen to them, hoping to remember little things.
Someday, you will escape this prison, and claim back all.
Ranks
The rank system for morphs consists of three levels of training:
New Born, Intermediate, and Advanced.
New Born:This class is for those whom have just been "created". You aren't able to fully control your shifts yet, and you haven't fully mastered the ability of fully transforming. You train at the basic level of combat, learning only how to use basic weapons and how to use yourself as a weapon. You rarely ever go into real battle situations. Passing this level is quite easy, as the final test consists of,
- Demonstrating how skilled you are with your weapon of choice.
- Learning to control your body and shift into a full animal. (At this level the transformation only lasts for a few moments before you body can no longer hold the pressure)
- Prove your worth by fighting through many levels of holographic soldiers.
Intermediate: At this level you have received your basic combat training, and how to control your bodily shifts. This class contains more hard work, and punishment to be able to graduate to the next class. Throughout this training you will learn 1x1 combat, how to use your weapon fluently, and how to train your body to withstand the stress of transformation. The final assessment consists of,
- Fighting through several well trained real soldiers.
- Transforming completely, and passing through a difficult obstacle course.
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Advanced: At this level of training you have already learned all about human combat. You've been able to maneuver and adjust to your second body. You're muscles have learned the transformation sequence and now make the shift easier and less painful. You will now begin training to fight in your animal body. You learn all the tricks and advantages of your animal, and how to use it to your best ability. This class contains hard vigorous training. You learn how to fight in the field and in intense battle situations. Here you are turned into a legitimate battle weapon.
! Every morph has a security collar around their neck. If one tries to remove it, then it lets out a pulse of electricity to stun them. These collars also have a tracking system built into them, to keep track of where the morphs are going and have been. On the backside of the collar is a small grove for any guard to place their electric wand into. This electrocution is only used when a morph is being disobedient. ¡
Rules
Roleplaying Rules
All of the HiddenClan forum rules apply, and are listed below for your convenience.
- No Powerplaying [PP]. It's annoying and it doesn't give the other person a chance.
- No godmodding [GM]. It's very unrealistic and annoying.
- No chatspeak during roleplaying. It's hard to understand and if you do use chatspeak, other members get the impression you're lazy.
- Please use proper grammar. It's annoying when you don't, and it make your post hard to understand.
- Please use third person, not first, and not second.
- Use some form of OOC.
- Please, make your posts at least a paragraph long, or longer.
- Make your characters 16 or older! 16+
- Remember, if you feel that your character should curse, censor it out. %#$#@! or *****! gives the proper effect while keeping the post clean.
- Please keep this roleplay clean! Just because the characters are older doesn't mean we aren't avoiding explicit content or pure gore.
- FOR ALL MORPHS: This roleplay was set back to BEFORE Sector 7782 the first DNA roleplay. At this time they hadn't been able to create fantasy creatures. Please use a realistic animals. Thanks.
Rules of Sector 7491
- Guards are your leaders: Respect them and obey their orders. If a morph fails to comply with a guard, then punishment will be issued.
- Escape is futile: Guards are located in all areas of the Facility. If a morph attempts to escape, severe punishment will be issued.
- Using your abilities to harm the staff: If a morph attempts to cause bodily injury to one of the guards, punishment will be issued.
- Shape up, or shut up: There are no warnings in Sector 7491. Do not expect to be get away with anything. Whatever you are told is law. Punishment will be issued for any disrespect.
Character Forms
-Morph Form-
[b]Name:[/b]
[b]Age:[/b]
[b]Gender:[/b]
[b]Personality:[/b]
[b]History:[/b]
[b]Position:[/b]
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[b]Human Form:[/b]
[b]DNA Morph:[/b]
[b]Mutant Form:[/b]
[b]Armour/Weapon:[/b]
[b]Specialty:[/b]
[b]Pass code:[/b]-Guard Form-
Every guard/solider is equipped with a super charged security stick which contains 50,000 volts of pure electricity. This is used only for misbehaving morphs
[b]Name:[/b]
[b]Age:[/b]
[b]Gender:[/b]
[b]Position:[/b]
[b]Personality:[/b]
[b]History:[/b]
[b]Appearance:[/b]
[b]Armour/Weapons:[/b]
[b]Specialty:[/b]
[b]Pass code:[/b]-Scientist Form-
[b]Name:[/b]
[b]Age:[/b]
[b]Gender:[/b]
[b]Personality:[/b]
[b]Appearance:[/b]
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[b]Profession(what science department do they work in):[/b]
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Pass code:Accepted Characters
-Morphs-
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Payton Evelyn Gardner
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Name: Payton Evelyn Gardner
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Personality: Payton holds herself in high esteem, but tries to see things through others' eyes before judging. She usually has a smart remark for any given situation. She tries to be independent, but finds herself relying on others when things get rough. Once she sets her mind on a goal, she will not give up until she has reached it. While fulfilling her goal, she can become emotional, and sometimes rude.
History: Payton was born into a high class Australian family and had a normal, if anything can be considered normal during a time of war, life. She had a good up-bringing and was studying to become a doctor. That all changed when she got pregnant to her boyfriend, Charlie. Her parents were very upset and kicked her out of the house. With nowhere else to go, Charlie brought her home to his family's farm, and intended on marrying her. Unfortunately, before that could happen, some desperate low-classers came and robbed the farm, killing Charlie and his father in the process and setting fire to the farm. Payton and her never-to-be Mother-in-Law fled, and ended up in a small town. Homeless and alone, the pair lived together on the streets until Payton was captured.
Position: Morph
Stage: New Born
Human Form: Payton is a blonde Caucasian woman with blue eyes. With a slim build and long legs, she stands at ruffly 5'5" and weighs just under 130 lbs. Her hair is long and she usually pulls it back in a loose ponytail. Payton has a long scar on her right knee from an automobile accident a few years back. Payton is also recently pregnant.(2 months)
DNA Morph: Gazelle
Mutant Form: A deer-like creature with a thin creamy pelt that ranges from dark to light brown with a white under-belly. A streak of black on both sides and horns on the top of her head.
Armour/Weapon: Knives and blow darts.
Specialty: She has a good range of medical knowledge.
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Name: Payton Evelyn Gardner
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Personality: Payton holds herself in high esteem, but tries to see things through others' eyes before judging. She usually has a smart remark for any given situation. She tries to be independent, but finds herself relying on others when things get rough. Once she sets her mind on a goal, she will not give up until she has reached it. While fulfilling her goal, she can become emotional, and sometimes rude.
History: Payton was born into a high class Australian family and had a normal, if anything can be considered normal during a time of war, life. She had a good up-bringing and was studying to become a doctor. That all changed when she got pregnant to her boyfriend, Charlie. Her parents were very upset and kicked her out of the house. With nowhere else to go, Charlie brought her home to his family's farm, and intended on marrying her. Unfortunately, before that could happen, some desperate low-classers came and robbed the farm, killing Charlie and his father in the process and setting fire to the farm. Payton and her never-to-be Mother-in-Law fled, and ended up in a small town. Homeless and alone, the pair lived together on the streets until Payton was captured.
Position: Morph
Stage: New Born
Human Form: Payton is a blonde Caucasian woman with blue eyes. With a slim build and long legs, she stands at ruffly 5'5" and weighs just under 130 lbs. Her hair is long and she usually pulls it back in a loose ponytail. Payton has a long scar on her right knee from an automobile accident a few years back. Payton is also recently pregnant.(2 months)
DNA Morph: Gazelle
Mutant Form: A deer-like creature with a thin creamy pelt that ranges from dark to light brown with a white under-belly. A streak of black on both sides and horns on the top of her head.
Armour/Weapon: Knives and blow darts.
Specialty: She has a good range of medical knowledge.
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Hope
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Name: Hope
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Personality: She is a little mysterious, and doesn't argue much, for fear of being punished. Hope really thinks that her name lies to her, because she doesn't think she can get out. She can be rude to other Morphs. The war made her meaner and tougher. She doesn't take commands easily, and is stubborn. Hope is a little claustrophobic.
History: She was adopted, her parents died in a train wreck. At first, she loved the couple who took her in, but then she started to feel unaccepted, so she ran away, and at first she felt sorry, but then when she heard they died from the war, she didn't care, and it didn't matter
Position: Morph
Stage: Newborn
Human Form: Not very tall, but not very short. She's is a redhead with long. curly hair. She's got that kind of face that people think is adorable. She doesn't like that people think that though. Hope had a scar on her left cheek. She used to live on the streets before she was taken to the facility, so you could think she got in a few street fights.
DNA Morph: Red Fox (Ironically it's Black though)
Mutant Form: r1.dfg.ca.gov/Portal/Portals/12/SNRF/Red_Fox_Black_2003-01.jpg
Armour/Weapon: Arrow and Bow.
Specialty: Agile. She had to learn how to leap high so she could get away while she lived on the streets.
Pass code: 749187
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Name: Hope
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Personality: She is a little mysterious, and doesn't argue much, for fear of being punished. Hope really thinks that her name lies to her, because she doesn't think she can get out. She can be rude to other Morphs. The war made her meaner and tougher. She doesn't take commands easily, and is stubborn. Hope is a little claustrophobic.
History: She was adopted, her parents died in a train wreck. At first, she loved the couple who took her in, but then she started to feel unaccepted, so she ran away, and at first she felt sorry, but then when she heard they died from the war, she didn't care, and it didn't matter
Position: Morph
Stage: Newborn
Human Form: Not very tall, but not very short. She's is a redhead with long. curly hair. She's got that kind of face that people think is adorable. She doesn't like that people think that though. Hope had a scar on her left cheek. She used to live on the streets before she was taken to the facility, so you could think she got in a few street fights.
DNA Morph: Red Fox (Ironically it's Black though)
Mutant Form: r1.dfg.ca.gov/Portal/Portals/12/SNRF/Red_Fox_Black_2003-01.jpg
Armour/Weapon: Arrow and Bow.
Specialty: Agile. She had to learn how to leap high so she could get away while she lived on the streets.
Pass code: 749187
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Ashleigh Anne West
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Name: Ashleigh Anne West
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Personality: Usually very happy, but gets irritated at little things occasionally(Hey, don't we all?)
History: Ashleigh barely remembers her past, before Sector 7491, but the few memories she does have; she clings to. One of them, her parent's faces, is fading fast. She tried to sketch it out once....Never did that again.
Position: Morph
Stage: Newborn
Human Form: myemohairstyles.com/images/emo%20girl%20highlights.jpg
DNA Morph: Ocelot
Mutant Form: static.desktopnexus.com/thumbnails/51115-bigthumbnail.jpg
Armour/Weapon: Skilled with a bow and arrow, but can also use a sword decently.
Specialty: Ashleigh is specialized at making friends, and keeping them. She's cocky occasionally, like all teenagers, but knows when to shut up.
Pass code: 749187
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Name: Ashleigh Anne West
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Personality: Usually very happy, but gets irritated at little things occasionally(Hey, don't we all?)
History: Ashleigh barely remembers her past, before Sector 7491, but the few memories she does have; she clings to. One of them, her parent's faces, is fading fast. She tried to sketch it out once....Never did that again.
Position: Morph
Stage: Newborn
Human Form: myemohairstyles.com/images/emo%20girl%20highlights.jpg
DNA Morph: Ocelot
Mutant Form: static.desktopnexus.com/thumbnails/51115-bigthumbnail.jpg
Armour/Weapon: Skilled with a bow and arrow, but can also use a sword decently.
Specialty: Ashleigh is specialized at making friends, and keeping them. She's cocky occasionally, like all teenagers, but knows when to shut up.
Pass code: 749187
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Jay
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Name: Jay. (Nickname, Jayjay.)
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Personality: A calm, but loud-mouthed kind of person. He means good at heart, but his innocence can get the better of him. Sometimes he can question authority, but can weave his way out of it.
History: He used to have a loving family, but after they died in a car crash, he searched for a purpose in life. He doesn't like to talk about it much, and usually changes the subject.
Position: Morph
Stage: Advanced
Human Form: A tall, lean boy. His hair is light blonde. He has light brown eyes. He has a necklace, made of small white pieces of rocks. He is missing the last finger on his left hand.
DNA Morph: King Cheetah
Mutant Form: A long-legged cheetah with a marbled pelt. His markings (which are supposed to be black) are more of a light brown. He has topaz eyes, and a short ruffled mane on his back. The fur on the mane, his tail, back of his legs, and ears is tipped with white. The tip of his tail is missing from a fight, along with a toe on a front paw.
Armour/Weapon: He has a mask that covers the top of his head. It curves down under his eyes, and turns into reflective metal so he can see all around him while running at top speed. The armor on his back and legs is made out of a thick leather padding, that is cut in triangular shapes to allow full flexibility of his back.
Specialty: He's fast.
Pass code: 7992341
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Name: Jay. (Nickname, Jayjay.)
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Personality: A calm, but loud-mouthed kind of person. He means good at heart, but his innocence can get the better of him. Sometimes he can question authority, but can weave his way out of it.
History: He used to have a loving family, but after they died in a car crash, he searched for a purpose in life. He doesn't like to talk about it much, and usually changes the subject.
Position: Morph
Stage: Advanced
Human Form: A tall, lean boy. His hair is light blonde. He has light brown eyes. He has a necklace, made of small white pieces of rocks. He is missing the last finger on his left hand.
DNA Morph: King Cheetah
Mutant Form: A long-legged cheetah with a marbled pelt. His markings (which are supposed to be black) are more of a light brown. He has topaz eyes, and a short ruffled mane on his back. The fur on the mane, his tail, back of his legs, and ears is tipped with white. The tip of his tail is missing from a fight, along with a toe on a front paw.
Armour/Weapon: He has a mask that covers the top of his head. It curves down under his eyes, and turns into reflective metal so he can see all around him while running at top speed. The armor on his back and legs is made out of a thick leather padding, that is cut in triangular shapes to allow full flexibility of his back.
Specialty: He's fast.
Pass code: 7992341
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Lauri Lupin
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Name: Lauri (Pronounced: Lou (rhymes with loud) ree) Lupin
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Personality: Quiet, very thoughtful. He deeply resents what is happening, and wants to stop it desperately. He can be quite rebellious, and he likes chilling out in his creature form. Lauri likes hanging out with friends, and generally has quite a quiet voice. Weirdly, he doesn't mind having his power to morph, though he doesn't like the reason behind it. Lauri is quite laid-back in character, and loves joking around when he can. When he IS angry, he has a definite fierceness, and he always stands up for what he thinks is right - though not to guards, as he has learn already.
History: Due to memory wipe, Lauri doesn't know his own past. Only high-ranking guards know these facts.
His mother lived around the sector, one of the first places to be used to take new recruits in. When she was pregnant, she desperately tried to hide, so her child would not be taken. This, undoubtedly, failed horribly, and when she gave birth - and reared Lauri till he was the age of 13, they took him away from her.
Meanwhile, the father, who had joined the guards, found out about the whole dirty business of sector 7491, and tried to gather up an army of guards to overthrow the scientists. It failed. He was betrayed, and kicked out of the sector, fortunately escaping with a few minor wounds. He and Lauri's mother left the country, and were never found again.
All he has is a vague memory and a scar in the shape of ~ on his left wrist.
Position: Morph
Stage: Intermediate.
Human Form: A pale skinned, taller boy. He has medium length jet-black hair that sticks up all over the place, and rather long eyelashes. He has sharp green eyes that are full of intelligence, and his ears are slightly pointed - not too much to notice considerably, though. He has quite delicate hands, for a boy, and quite long, gangly limbs. He's an efficient runner, both fast and he has lots of Stamina, rather like a wolf.
DNA Morph: Black wolf.
Mutant Form: A large black wolf with long legs and a shaggy ruff around his neck, he has a slightly longer than usual tail, and long, sharp fangs. His left ear has three rips in it, and his eyes are a fierce green.
Armour/Weapon:
Weapon = Big metal claws that come out of his fingerless gloves when he presses a little button at the side of his thumb.
Armour = just the normal kind of knight-y armor only lighter.
Specialty: He's kind of fast, and is good at thinking up random ideas.
Pass code: 745289
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Name: Lauri (Pronounced: Lou (rhymes with loud) ree) Lupin
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Personality: Quiet, very thoughtful. He deeply resents what is happening, and wants to stop it desperately. He can be quite rebellious, and he likes chilling out in his creature form. Lauri likes hanging out with friends, and generally has quite a quiet voice. Weirdly, he doesn't mind having his power to morph, though he doesn't like the reason behind it. Lauri is quite laid-back in character, and loves joking around when he can. When he IS angry, he has a definite fierceness, and he always stands up for what he thinks is right - though not to guards, as he has learn already.
History: Due to memory wipe, Lauri doesn't know his own past. Only high-ranking guards know these facts.
His mother lived around the sector, one of the first places to be used to take new recruits in. When she was pregnant, she desperately tried to hide, so her child would not be taken. This, undoubtedly, failed horribly, and when she gave birth - and reared Lauri till he was the age of 13, they took him away from her.
Meanwhile, the father, who had joined the guards, found out about the whole dirty business of sector 7491, and tried to gather up an army of guards to overthrow the scientists. It failed. He was betrayed, and kicked out of the sector, fortunately escaping with a few minor wounds. He and Lauri's mother left the country, and were never found again.
All he has is a vague memory and a scar in the shape of ~ on his left wrist.
Position: Morph
Stage: Intermediate.
Human Form: A pale skinned, taller boy. He has medium length jet-black hair that sticks up all over the place, and rather long eyelashes. He has sharp green eyes that are full of intelligence, and his ears are slightly pointed - not too much to notice considerably, though. He has quite delicate hands, for a boy, and quite long, gangly limbs. He's an efficient runner, both fast and he has lots of Stamina, rather like a wolf.
DNA Morph: Black wolf.
Mutant Form: A large black wolf with long legs and a shaggy ruff around his neck, he has a slightly longer than usual tail, and long, sharp fangs. His left ear has three rips in it, and his eyes are a fierce green.
Armour/Weapon:
Weapon = Big metal claws that come out of his fingerless gloves when he presses a little button at the side of his thumb.
Armour = just the normal kind of knight-y armor only lighter.
Specialty: He's kind of fast, and is good at thinking up random ideas.
Pass code: 745289
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Penny Foster Gontaz
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Name: Penny Foster Gontaz
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Personality: Disagreeable, and tends to panic. She's flighty and trusts nobody. She hates the idea of the facility, but knows better than to try to escape. She is wild at heart, and she is more prey than predator. She'll talk back to her fellow morphs and spends much time alone. She is withdrawn and sad. She feels she has nothing to live for and unleashes her anger in fighting. If she was able to, she would commit suicide.
History: She lived in one of the major cities. She was engaged to a man named Erik Gontaz. After a nuclear war had just ended in a different sector, they needed more recruits and she and Erik were taken to the sector. She killed one of the guards in panic and was sent, after being tormented at the facility, to this sector, to separate her from her loved one. She never learned it, but recently after she left, her previous sector had been destroyed, as with all the morphs. Thus she is sad at heart and wants to free herself and find her loved one. She was morphed (Is that okay? Should her morph change?) at the other sector.
Position: Morph
Stage: Newborn
Human Form: Skinny girl with pale skin and sad, mournful, deep blue eyes. She has thick locks of copper hair that fall to the bottom of her shoulder blades. She is weak and has seizures. Se has thin arms and legs and walks with a slight limp. She has been branded with a hot iron from the torture at the separate sector, a crescent moon on her right shoulder and a star on her left hip. She likes to hide them.
DNA Morph: A Bronze Arabian horse.
Mutant form: A Small bronze Arabian mare with delicate legs and wild eyes. The brands from the hot iron are white marks in her shiny fur. Her coat is glossy. her mane is a dark cream color, as is her tail.
Armour/Weapon: A short, ragged dagger is her weapon. As for armor, she thinks it hinders her movements and only wears a thin chainmail body suit that covers her chest and belly,, her back and her shoulders and it goes down to her midthighs. She wears no helmet.
Specialty: She is able to tolerate pain very well. Thus, she is pretty good at morphing into her horse form.
Pass Code: 7992341
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Name: Penny Foster Gontaz
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Personality: Disagreeable, and tends to panic. She's flighty and trusts nobody. She hates the idea of the facility, but knows better than to try to escape. She is wild at heart, and she is more prey than predator. She'll talk back to her fellow morphs and spends much time alone. She is withdrawn and sad. She feels she has nothing to live for and unleashes her anger in fighting. If she was able to, she would commit suicide.
History: She lived in one of the major cities. She was engaged to a man named Erik Gontaz. After a nuclear war had just ended in a different sector, they needed more recruits and she and Erik were taken to the sector. She killed one of the guards in panic and was sent, after being tormented at the facility, to this sector, to separate her from her loved one. She never learned it, but recently after she left, her previous sector had been destroyed, as with all the morphs. Thus she is sad at heart and wants to free herself and find her loved one. She was morphed (Is that okay? Should her morph change?) at the other sector.
Position: Morph
Stage: Newborn
Human Form: Skinny girl with pale skin and sad, mournful, deep blue eyes. She has thick locks of copper hair that fall to the bottom of her shoulder blades. She is weak and has seizures. Se has thin arms and legs and walks with a slight limp. She has been branded with a hot iron from the torture at the separate sector, a crescent moon on her right shoulder and a star on her left hip. She likes to hide them.
DNA Morph: A Bronze Arabian horse.
Mutant form: A Small bronze Arabian mare with delicate legs and wild eyes. The brands from the hot iron are white marks in her shiny fur. Her coat is glossy. her mane is a dark cream color, as is her tail.
Armour/Weapon: A short, ragged dagger is her weapon. As for armor, she thinks it hinders her movements and only wears a thin chainmail body suit that covers her chest and belly,, her back and her shoulders and it goes down to her midthighs. She wears no helmet.
Specialty: She is able to tolerate pain very well. Thus, she is pretty good at morphing into her horse form.
Pass Code: 7992341
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Ellie
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Name: Ellie (pronounced EL - EE )
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Personality: Ellie is very stubborn, hard headed. She wants it to be her way, but she isn't afraid to take it to someone else. Since the invasion of the war she has been more reliable to let someone else take charge. Growing up on a farm made her tough. She worries every chance she gets, she doesn't like making mistakes. When she does, they are fatal.
She enjoys talking and discovering every ones pasts, that's all you have.
She rarely smiles, when she is angry she is angry. She lets it slip sometimes although. She used to be deceived as a natural leader; now shes not so sure. She let go.
History: Ellie used to live on one of the few farms of England. She lived as an only child with her mother and father. She raised sheep and cattle. Her father had wanted a son to be with him out on the farm. When her mother had gotten pregnant with a girl, he was devastated.
Even though a girl she was treated equally as a man. Instead of being inside with her mother she was always outside with her father, checking on the sheep or checking on the cattle. Putting the female sheep in one pen, the males in the others. Deciding which calf's to raise and which calf's to sell for meat.
When weather was tough, the sheep were tougher. They ran wild even with Millie our aussie, you had to be tough and ready to get dirty. Some days the mud went up to your knees, you had to handle the situation correctly. If you have to build a fence in the rain. You do it, or waste the sheep or cattle that get out. That's money.
When the war started the family had little chance to run, being in the middle of England. Ellie's father had got captured to some place. (not here) She ran with her mother, her mum not used to dirt, mud or rocks. It became tough for her. She staid in the bush as much as she could. When they ran out of food they had to risk coming back to raid a house, or a garden. Packs were heavier with every step, her mother had to stay back because it was too hard. That's how Ellie got captured. In the moment, one slip of your shoe, one rock kicked an inch or even a twitch of anxiety. Could get you caught, and that's exactly what happened to Ellie.
She has been in this horrid place ever since, she fears her mother wouldn't of survived. Her father she has no clue to where he could be.
Position: Morph
Stage: Intermediate
Human Form: i.imgur.com/RPvU0.jpg
Ellie has long brunette hair, she often has it tied back behind her in a tight pony tail. Her eyes are vivid green, but the war has done it's toll to make them slightly grey. Her skin is parched with a sunburn, but with staying inside all the time made her smooth tan fade to pale.
DNA Morph: Red Fox
Mutant Form: i.imgur.com/9gGTp.jpg
Larger than normal fox, her spine could only shrink slightly causing the fox DNA force to be larger than normal. Her legs are long and bony, filled with muscle of exercise and training. Her ears black along with her tail and paws to her knees. The tips of her paws and tail, and belly are all a crystal white.
Armour/Weapon: Her clothes light and fitting have to be protected in the amour, during the change from fox to human the clothes don't change with it. The armor is tight in the human body but fitting still. In fox form it is a dark black leather, almost like a reptiles skin. It covers her haunches and chest. For running and balance purposes there is no protection over her tail. Her legs have fitted armor as well as her face.
Specialty: Has good sense of sight, can see from far ranges. Good hearing, better than normal.
Pass code: 7992341
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Name: Ellie (pronounced EL - EE )
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Personality: Ellie is very stubborn, hard headed. She wants it to be her way, but she isn't afraid to take it to someone else. Since the invasion of the war she has been more reliable to let someone else take charge. Growing up on a farm made her tough. She worries every chance she gets, she doesn't like making mistakes. When she does, they are fatal.
She enjoys talking and discovering every ones pasts, that's all you have.
She rarely smiles, when she is angry she is angry. She lets it slip sometimes although. She used to be deceived as a natural leader; now shes not so sure. She let go.
History: Ellie used to live on one of the few farms of England. She lived as an only child with her mother and father. She raised sheep and cattle. Her father had wanted a son to be with him out on the farm. When her mother had gotten pregnant with a girl, he was devastated.
Even though a girl she was treated equally as a man. Instead of being inside with her mother she was always outside with her father, checking on the sheep or checking on the cattle. Putting the female sheep in one pen, the males in the others. Deciding which calf's to raise and which calf's to sell for meat.
When weather was tough, the sheep were tougher. They ran wild even with Millie our aussie, you had to be tough and ready to get dirty. Some days the mud went up to your knees, you had to handle the situation correctly. If you have to build a fence in the rain. You do it, or waste the sheep or cattle that get out. That's money.
When the war started the family had little chance to run, being in the middle of England. Ellie's father had got captured to some place. (not here) She ran with her mother, her mum not used to dirt, mud or rocks. It became tough for her. She staid in the bush as much as she could. When they ran out of food they had to risk coming back to raid a house, or a garden. Packs were heavier with every step, her mother had to stay back because it was too hard. That's how Ellie got captured. In the moment, one slip of your shoe, one rock kicked an inch or even a twitch of anxiety. Could get you caught, and that's exactly what happened to Ellie.
She has been in this horrid place ever since, she fears her mother wouldn't of survived. Her father she has no clue to where he could be.
Position: Morph
Stage: Intermediate
Human Form: i.imgur.com/RPvU0.jpg
Ellie has long brunette hair, she often has it tied back behind her in a tight pony tail. Her eyes are vivid green, but the war has done it's toll to make them slightly grey. Her skin is parched with a sunburn, but with staying inside all the time made her smooth tan fade to pale.
DNA Morph: Red Fox
Mutant Form: i.imgur.com/9gGTp.jpg
Larger than normal fox, her spine could only shrink slightly causing the fox DNA force to be larger than normal. Her legs are long and bony, filled with muscle of exercise and training. Her ears black along with her tail and paws to her knees. The tips of her paws and tail, and belly are all a crystal white.
Armour/Weapon: Her clothes light and fitting have to be protected in the amour, during the change from fox to human the clothes don't change with it. The armor is tight in the human body but fitting still. In fox form it is a dark black leather, almost like a reptiles skin. It covers her haunches and chest. For running and balance purposes there is no protection over her tail. Her legs have fitted armor as well as her face.
Specialty: Has good sense of sight, can see from far ranges. Good hearing, better than normal.
Pass code: 7992341
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Name: Trenton Scott Fletcher
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Personality: Trenton is dedicated and hard working. He's a family man. He's confident in his skills and isn't afraid to fight. For the most part he is laid back, being a middle child he's seen his older siblings make mistakes and knows how to avoid them. This being said, he has a bit of a temper problem, and this often gets him into trouble, despite his better judgement.
History: During the war, the Fletcher family was a well known arms maker. The family crafted swords, bows, arrows, and any other practical weapon at the time for England. Trenton was born into the already large family, being the fifth born to three older brothers and his eldest sister. By the time he was taken away he had seven younger siblings. The military had threatened the family to craft weapons for them. If the family did not meet the months quota, then they had the right to take one of their children away to fight in the army. With many family members working on the project, the quota was easily met until the night Trenton was taken. That month had been a struggle, as many of the family members had gotten sick and were unable to work, supplies for crafting were also low. When the army came to collect their merchandise, they were angry that there wasn't enough supplies to go around. Keeping to their end of the deal, the military selected a child to take. It happened to be Trenton's 15 year old sister, Kayla. Trenton argued that she would be no use to the army and offered to take her place, but the soldiers refused. Trenton got angry, so he punched the man in the face, he was able to get a few good punches in before the other soldiers could react and knock him out. And the next thing he knew he was in the facility.
Position: Morph
Stage: Advanced
Human Form: Trenton is a dark brunette haired man with hazel eyes. He has a large build and thick arms. He stands at approximately 6"2' and weighs around 180 lbs. Trenton is tan and well muscled after training at the facility for countless months.
DNA Morph: Komodo Dragon
Mutant Form: A large reptilian-like creature with dark beady eyes. Scales cover his body and he has sharp claws. He is able to swallow large prey. In his mutant form he weighs about 140 lbs and about 8 ft in length.
Armour/Weapon: Sword
Specialty: He is muscular and strong.
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Name: Trenton Scott Fletcher
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Personality: Trenton is dedicated and hard working. He's a family man. He's confident in his skills and isn't afraid to fight. For the most part he is laid back, being a middle child he's seen his older siblings make mistakes and knows how to avoid them. This being said, he has a bit of a temper problem, and this often gets him into trouble, despite his better judgement.
History: During the war, the Fletcher family was a well known arms maker. The family crafted swords, bows, arrows, and any other practical weapon at the time for England. Trenton was born into the already large family, being the fifth born to three older brothers and his eldest sister. By the time he was taken away he had seven younger siblings. The military had threatened the family to craft weapons for them. If the family did not meet the months quota, then they had the right to take one of their children away to fight in the army. With many family members working on the project, the quota was easily met until the night Trenton was taken. That month had been a struggle, as many of the family members had gotten sick and were unable to work, supplies for crafting were also low. When the army came to collect their merchandise, they were angry that there wasn't enough supplies to go around. Keeping to their end of the deal, the military selected a child to take. It happened to be Trenton's 15 year old sister, Kayla. Trenton argued that she would be no use to the army and offered to take her place, but the soldiers refused. Trenton got angry, so he punched the man in the face, he was able to get a few good punches in before the other soldiers could react and knock him out. And the next thing he knew he was in the facility.
Position: Morph
Stage: Advanced
Human Form: Trenton is a dark brunette haired man with hazel eyes. He has a large build and thick arms. He stands at approximately 6"2' and weighs around 180 lbs. Trenton is tan and well muscled after training at the facility for countless months.
DNA Morph: Komodo Dragon
Mutant Form: A large reptilian-like creature with dark beady eyes. Scales cover his body and he has sharp claws. He is able to swallow large prey. In his mutant form he weighs about 140 lbs and about 8 ft in length.
Armour/Weapon: Sword
Specialty: He is muscular and strong.
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Name: Vispa (Subject 17 Class: Alpha Beta-type: V i s p a )
Age: 28
Gender: Female
History:
As a child Vispa, lived in poverty. Her family was the definition of a 'Low class' citizen. They struggled to provide for Vispa, and her sister Tatiana. Everyday was a fight for survival for them, living in the ghetto and having little money for even a meal made it worst. Her parents were willing to do anything for their children, for that's all they had to live for. Tatiana and Vispa were very close, they had an indescribable bond that seemed could never be broken. It was on a long, harsh, winter's eve when Tatiana fell ill. Their mother struggled, and did everything in her power to find medicine and essentials for her sick daughter. Their father took on another low-paying job, just to try and scrape up a little more money to afford food, and medicine. It looked as if she'd been getting better, but little did they know that Tatiana was suffering from Myocarditis, an infection of the heart. The results are mostly, heart failure, or a stroke. Both were destined to fall upon this small child. On Christmas day, Tatiana managed to get enough strength to climb out of bed and make a strange request. She asked her slightly older sister, Vispa to take her onto the hill behind their house, for she wanted to see the snowfall once again. On instinct, Vispa agreed and that night, she and her sister staggered onto the snow filled hill. They watched the snow blanket out the vast valleys, and stain their boots and large, torn coats. Tatiana left that night, but with the image of finally seeing the last snowfall; with her sister.
Five years later, when Vispa was 15, her father died in a working accident. He was a construction laborer and had been working himself sick. If his health hadn't taken him, she guessed it would've been his job. A few years later, when Vispa was 17, her mother took her own life, due to depression and stress. Vispa continued on in life, knowing she had to. She wasn't going to give up as easily. Living on her own, and making it through every day of strife and turmoil, she became strong and ruthless. On the streets it was survival of the fittest, and she had conformed to her survival instincts.
At age 20 Vispa had been tired of watching the world around her burn, so she offered herself to the army. The day she volunteered, they gave her an option, to either become a soldier, or become a test subject for a new breakthrough in genesis. She didn't hesitate, she wanted to be remembered for something, for something great she'd done for her country.
The tests seemed to start immediately, as Vispa was thrown into a strange facility. They had explained to her the outcome of the injections, and that it had been only used 16 times before. Again, she did not hesitate. This body of hers had no purpose, she lived for nothing. She had nothing, what did she have now? This is what she wanted, she wanted to feel like there was something important for her. This? This was her destiny.
The formula hadn't been stable only after a few failed tests on other subjects, but they believed to have mastered it this time. They were wrong. The binding cells destroyed the human helix, and created their own code. They devoured her blood cells and replaced them with an unknown substance. Not only the internals were changing, but the external was showing the dramatic change too. Her body had began to take on specific characteristics of the injected DNA. Her spine tore through her skin, and her muscles twisted and tore into their new shape. Expecting a post-human shift, the scientists did nothing, they simply waited for the spasm to end. It never did.
Vispa lived in the facility as a lab rat, each day a testing day. Soon, her mind began to loose itself, to either sanity or the DNA. No one could tell. She was a prisoner to the scientists, and to her mind. Her past began to haunt her, morbid images of her family began to surround her. She was living through hell, and there was no escape. Even the scientists could tell that she wouldn't last through this madness. One day, with the little sanity she had left, Vispa pleaded to one of her scientists.
"Make it end, please. Make it stop. I don't want to feel this burden any longer." Her full blue orbs, mutated from the injection, held a barren look, a look that said she'd given up, and she was ready for her end. After that day Vispa had lost all her memories, emotions, and feelings. She'd been robbed of what made her human; now she was only a mutant.
To this day, Vispa has no memory of her past, or her becoming. She shows no human emotions, and only obeys her 'Master.' She is held underneath the HQ, where special tests and procedures could be run on her. Little of the staff knows of her existence.
Personality: Non-existent
Position: Morph
Stage: Advanced
Human Form: Vispa is a slender, tall woman. She stands around 6'0 and weighs about 140 pounds. Her body has been conformed to an aquatic-like form, as she lives in a testing tank. She has various spiky protrusions all over her body, and her spine sticks out above her skin. Her eyes are a full blue, and seemed glazed over. She has large protrusions from the sides of her skull as well. Her hair is a sleek dark brown.
DNA Morph: Lionfish
Mutant Form: She has no mutant or human form. Her body has been sculpted in a mid-morph process
Armour/Weapon: Her body. She has thick armor like skin. (created by the scientists) She can use the spikes all over her body as weapons, which hold a deadly toxin. She can propel these spines from her body. Vispa is very strong and agile. Every day she goes through training and testing to make her fit, and lean. They've discovered that she can grow back missing appendages, but it takes time. Lionfish are very toxic, and dangerous. It is advised not getting too close to one.
Specialty: Obeying orders
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Name: Vispa (Subject 17 Class: Alpha Beta-type: V i s p a )
Age: 28
Gender: Female
History:
As a child Vispa, lived in poverty. Her family was the definition of a 'Low class' citizen. They struggled to provide for Vispa, and her sister Tatiana. Everyday was a fight for survival for them, living in the ghetto and having little money for even a meal made it worst. Her parents were willing to do anything for their children, for that's all they had to live for. Tatiana and Vispa were very close, they had an indescribable bond that seemed could never be broken. It was on a long, harsh, winter's eve when Tatiana fell ill. Their mother struggled, and did everything in her power to find medicine and essentials for her sick daughter. Their father took on another low-paying job, just to try and scrape up a little more money to afford food, and medicine. It looked as if she'd been getting better, but little did they know that Tatiana was suffering from Myocarditis, an infection of the heart. The results are mostly, heart failure, or a stroke. Both were destined to fall upon this small child. On Christmas day, Tatiana managed to get enough strength to climb out of bed and make a strange request. She asked her slightly older sister, Vispa to take her onto the hill behind their house, for she wanted to see the snowfall once again. On instinct, Vispa agreed and that night, she and her sister staggered onto the snow filled hill. They watched the snow blanket out the vast valleys, and stain their boots and large, torn coats. Tatiana left that night, but with the image of finally seeing the last snowfall; with her sister.
Five years later, when Vispa was 15, her father died in a working accident. He was a construction laborer and had been working himself sick. If his health hadn't taken him, she guessed it would've been his job. A few years later, when Vispa was 17, her mother took her own life, due to depression and stress. Vispa continued on in life, knowing she had to. She wasn't going to give up as easily. Living on her own, and making it through every day of strife and turmoil, she became strong and ruthless. On the streets it was survival of the fittest, and she had conformed to her survival instincts.
At age 20 Vispa had been tired of watching the world around her burn, so she offered herself to the army. The day she volunteered, they gave her an option, to either become a soldier, or become a test subject for a new breakthrough in genesis. She didn't hesitate, she wanted to be remembered for something, for something great she'd done for her country.
The tests seemed to start immediately, as Vispa was thrown into a strange facility. They had explained to her the outcome of the injections, and that it had been only used 16 times before. Again, she did not hesitate. This body of hers had no purpose, she lived for nothing. She had nothing, what did she have now? This is what she wanted, she wanted to feel like there was something important for her. This? This was her destiny.
The formula hadn't been stable only after a few failed tests on other subjects, but they believed to have mastered it this time. They were wrong. The binding cells destroyed the human helix, and created their own code. They devoured her blood cells and replaced them with an unknown substance. Not only the internals were changing, but the external was showing the dramatic change too. Her body had began to take on specific characteristics of the injected DNA. Her spine tore through her skin, and her muscles twisted and tore into their new shape. Expecting a post-human shift, the scientists did nothing, they simply waited for the spasm to end. It never did.
Vispa lived in the facility as a lab rat, each day a testing day. Soon, her mind began to loose itself, to either sanity or the DNA. No one could tell. She was a prisoner to the scientists, and to her mind. Her past began to haunt her, morbid images of her family began to surround her. She was living through hell, and there was no escape. Even the scientists could tell that she wouldn't last through this madness. One day, with the little sanity she had left, Vispa pleaded to one of her scientists.
"Make it end, please. Make it stop. I don't want to feel this burden any longer." Her full blue orbs, mutated from the injection, held a barren look, a look that said she'd given up, and she was ready for her end. After that day Vispa had lost all her memories, emotions, and feelings. She'd been robbed of what made her human; now she was only a mutant.
To this day, Vispa has no memory of her past, or her becoming. She shows no human emotions, and only obeys her 'Master.' She is held underneath the HQ, where special tests and procedures could be run on her. Little of the staff knows of her existence.
Personality: Non-existent
Position: Morph
Stage: Advanced
Human Form: Vispa is a slender, tall woman. She stands around 6'0 and weighs about 140 pounds. Her body has been conformed to an aquatic-like form, as she lives in a testing tank. She has various spiky protrusions all over her body, and her spine sticks out above her skin. Her eyes are a full blue, and seemed glazed over. She has large protrusions from the sides of her skull as well. Her hair is a sleek dark brown.
DNA Morph: Lionfish
Mutant Form: She has no mutant or human form. Her body has been sculpted in a mid-morph process
Armour/Weapon: Her body. She has thick armor like skin. (created by the scientists) She can use the spikes all over her body as weapons, which hold a deadly toxin. She can propel these spines from her body. Vispa is very strong and agile. Every day she goes through training and testing to make her fit, and lean. They've discovered that she can grow back missing appendages, but it takes time. Lionfish are very toxic, and dangerous. It is advised not getting too close to one.
Specialty: Obeying orders
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Zachary Martin Tilberthwitz
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Name: Zachary Martin Tilberthwitz. Nickname = Zach, or Z.
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Personality: A quiet and thoughtful boy, a lot of mystery surrounds Zach tends to confide only with himself, which can be a bit frustrating to others. He can be arrogant, not listening to others for advice. Zach also has a habit of totally risking his neck to do something, and always being in the danger zone. Zach tries to toughen himself up, not accepting any help; thinking he has to do everything alone. Despite this, once Zach has made a friend he can trust he will stay with them till the end, and will risk his own neck to save theirs. Zach doesn't want anybody to know about his past - and he has a tendency to almost disappear...to be unnoticed; part of the shadows. Zach is lonely, and wishes for the war to end like most people - but he knows there needs to be proper action for that to ever happen, and he knows there needs to be a lot of people for that to happen - which frustrates him slightly. Zach is a total softie at heart, and will always try to trust and protect.
History: Zach was 'homeschooled' by his mother. Homeschooled in the ways of life. Homeschooled in the things he needed to know to survive. Zach's family were rather poor, and Zach had to thieve to feed his family - he couldn't bear to see them suffer. Zach didn't exactly like stealing either, but he didn't have much of a choice. He became stealthy, and a logical thinker. Zach's mother wasn't too happy about the whole thing, but she couldn't see a way out of it - and there were other people stealing too.
Zach had to watch his back...but sometimes it wasn't enough. He was attacked by a couple of desperate teenagers - armed with knives - only a few weeks before he was taken to the facility. Zach had been taught how to fight and defend himself by his mother and father, so he got away with a few cuts. He's always dreamed of a world without war, a world where the birds sing...
Position: Morph
Stage: Advanced
Human Form: imgur.com/OQ3N7
A tall-ish boy with soft-white skin and dark brown hair. His hair is quite thick, and seems to curl at the ends, therefore making it flick out in random directions. His fringe usually digs into his startling blue eyes, and his ears stick out a little. His teeth are a pearly white and his long dark brown eyelashes cast little shadows upon his cheek bones. His lips are a light pink and in terms of build he is quite skinny, and not very strong-looking; though he does, in fact, have quite strong arms and legs. He has a small scar on his left cheek-bone and a scar on his left ankle too, along with a couple of small cuts on his right arm and wrist. Though he has technically reached manhood, he still looks slightly boyish.
DNA Morph: Pine Martin
Mutant Form: An Albino Pine Martin, pure white with berry-red round eyes. His white fur sometimes gives him away, but he's figured out how to work around that. His tail is long and bushy, and his paws are round with long-ish white claws and a soft pink nose. He has all the scars from human form, but they aren't very visible. His ears are tipped in black.
Armour/Weapon: Sword and a stash of steel needles. The needles are for the morph form, so he can climb a tree/jump from something tall and throw them down. The force should cut through armour, and find its way to gaps in armour too. He also keeps a dagger in his belt. The armour adjusts along with the morphing, and there isn't any armour on the tail for balancing reasons. Also, in pine martin form the claws are covered in metal, and the helmet adjusts to fit the head - ears sticking out.
Specialty: Climbing, stealth, lying, and thinking.
Pass code: 7992341
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Name: Zachary Martin Tilberthwitz. Nickname = Zach, or Z.
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Personality: A quiet and thoughtful boy, a lot of mystery surrounds Zach tends to confide only with himself, which can be a bit frustrating to others. He can be arrogant, not listening to others for advice. Zach also has a habit of totally risking his neck to do something, and always being in the danger zone. Zach tries to toughen himself up, not accepting any help; thinking he has to do everything alone. Despite this, once Zach has made a friend he can trust he will stay with them till the end, and will risk his own neck to save theirs. Zach doesn't want anybody to know about his past - and he has a tendency to almost disappear...to be unnoticed; part of the shadows. Zach is lonely, and wishes for the war to end like most people - but he knows there needs to be proper action for that to ever happen, and he knows there needs to be a lot of people for that to happen - which frustrates him slightly. Zach is a total softie at heart, and will always try to trust and protect.
History: Zach was 'homeschooled' by his mother. Homeschooled in the ways of life. Homeschooled in the things he needed to know to survive. Zach's family were rather poor, and Zach had to thieve to feed his family - he couldn't bear to see them suffer. Zach didn't exactly like stealing either, but he didn't have much of a choice. He became stealthy, and a logical thinker. Zach's mother wasn't too happy about the whole thing, but she couldn't see a way out of it - and there were other people stealing too.
Zach had to watch his back...but sometimes it wasn't enough. He was attacked by a couple of desperate teenagers - armed with knives - only a few weeks before he was taken to the facility. Zach had been taught how to fight and defend himself by his mother and father, so he got away with a few cuts. He's always dreamed of a world without war, a world where the birds sing...
Position: Morph
Stage: Advanced
Human Form: imgur.com/OQ3N7
A tall-ish boy with soft-white skin and dark brown hair. His hair is quite thick, and seems to curl at the ends, therefore making it flick out in random directions. His fringe usually digs into his startling blue eyes, and his ears stick out a little. His teeth are a pearly white and his long dark brown eyelashes cast little shadows upon his cheek bones. His lips are a light pink and in terms of build he is quite skinny, and not very strong-looking; though he does, in fact, have quite strong arms and legs. He has a small scar on his left cheek-bone and a scar on his left ankle too, along with a couple of small cuts on his right arm and wrist. Though he has technically reached manhood, he still looks slightly boyish.
DNA Morph: Pine Martin
Mutant Form: An Albino Pine Martin, pure white with berry-red round eyes. His white fur sometimes gives him away, but he's figured out how to work around that. His tail is long and bushy, and his paws are round with long-ish white claws and a soft pink nose. He has all the scars from human form, but they aren't very visible. His ears are tipped in black.
Armour/Weapon: Sword and a stash of steel needles. The needles are for the morph form, so he can climb a tree/jump from something tall and throw them down. The force should cut through armour, and find its way to gaps in armour too. He also keeps a dagger in his belt. The armour adjusts along with the morphing, and there isn't any armour on the tail for balancing reasons. Also, in pine martin form the claws are covered in metal, and the helmet adjusts to fit the head - ears sticking out.
Specialty: Climbing, stealth, lying, and thinking.
Pass code: 7992341
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Azure Rose Lapiz
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Name:
Azure Rose Lapiz
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Personality:
Very blah acting, until you get to know her. Under composer most of the
time, but occasionally shows some attitude. She keeps to herself,
trying to push people away. She believes that everyone close to her
eventually dies, so she tries not to get close to anyone. But she will
fight to her death to protect someone that did somehow get close to her.
She keeps a diary where she expresses her feelings, as she doesn't do
in public. When she is bored she rather writes or pokes at things on the
ground. Growing up by herself caused her to be tough on herself, and it
seems fighting is her only other way of expressing herself. Being alone
caused her to show virtually no emotion, and she barely ever talks.
History:
Azure grew up with one little sister and both parents, until about the
age of 13. The war had taken them-and her whole small town- from her
when she was out on a trip. When she had returned, her town was
ransacked and abandond. She doesn't actually know if her family is still
out there, or if they're dead. For four years she lived on her own in
that town, each day hoping that her family would one day walk in the
door of the house they lived in. That's why she never left. She spent
every day in that house, growing what was left of the garden she had
growing up. When the garden proved insufficent in feeding her, she had
to 'steal' from the local baker's shop. The bread of course was very old
and stale, some of it molding. In this way, she go used to eating the
'inedible' and started eating anything she could get her hands on. She
still hated to take things from other people's houses, and promised
herself to someday pay it back. Every now and then she wrote in her
pocket diary that she kept with her at all times.
One day
when she was out on her usual round collecting anything she found
interesting, whether it was some kind of 'food' or object, she was
confronted by members of a gang. She had never seen them before, and got
a bad vibe from them. She had practiced fighting in her spare time,
which was most of the time, with ropes as whips and bent pipes as
swords. When the gang attacked her, she used the closest brocken pipes
and defended herself. They apperently thought she wasn't worth it,
because they left, but not without seriously damaging her first. She
blacked out. The next thing she could remember was being in a small,
pure white room with tiled floors, walls, and ceilings. Someone
mentioned "Holding Room" right before she blacked out again.
Position:
Morph
Stage: New-born
Human Form:
Average highth girl for her age, with light blue eyes that hold a
distant look. She has long lashes and thin eyebrows. Her hair is golden
blonde that is just past hip length. She is slightly pale and almost
never smiles.
DNA Morph: Red Bellied Black Snake
Mutant Form:
A large black snake that is 7 feet long and 6 inches wide. Prefers not
to bite victims, instead spitting venom from a distance that burns on
contact. Has a slick red belly that allows her to slide on the ground
pretty quickly. Her body is smooth, able to slide into small spaces and
easily get out.
Armour/Weapon: www.swordssource.com/userfiles/image/curved%20Sword.jpg Twin
curved swords connected to arm armor, allowing swords to slide in and
out of armor when needed. Swords can also fully be taken out, able to be
used by hand. Also uses two long black leather whips. Has upper leg
armor, holding small daggars easily pulled out.
Specialty: Notices other movement rather quickly and has quick reflexes
Passcode: 9452857
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Suzanna Ravenwood Swift
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Name: Suzanna Ravenwood Swift (prefers to be called Zanna)
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Personality: Zanna is strong willed. She regards things with a condescending eyebrow raised, and will stick her opinion in if anyone was listening. She's very quiet, preferring not to talk to anybody she knows, which means she has basically no friends whatsoever - just her brother, Lauri. Zanna is quite frosty and guarded, and is always watching everything, noting the information in the back of her mind. Zanna is very observant, and due to her quiet ways tends to overhear things. Due to her rather bad past, she's rather edgy around people - especially those of the male gender, she knows the things that can happen. Zanna sticks with Lauri, who is the only person she thinks she can trust. Zanna keeps everything locked safely in the back of her mind, fearing if she lets it out it'll be for the worst. Suzanna can sometimes let herself get carried away, and ends up getting into trouble. She hardly ever swears, and usually isn't very violent - preferring to imagine violent deaths to the people that have annoyed her. Despite this, once you have gained her trust Zanna doesn't put up with anything, and will defend you even if she comes worse off; and is a nice person inside - trapped by her prickly outside that she uses to protect herself from the harsh world.
History Zanna didn't have the best of pasts - not many people living in a war do - and it has scarred her, lurking in her dreams. She was born to David and Juliet Swift, a couple of years after her brother, Lauri. They lived in an isolated house on the outskirts of England - but it was attacked and burned down when she was 13. In all the terror, Zanna was split from Lauri and her parents. She lived a few months alone in the wild world - trying to find them.
When she was all alone she was prone to more attacks from crazy, scared, desperate people - and she was almost raped. Others slashed her wrist and arm when she tried to run away from them, refuse to help them. She thankfully got away - but that experience left her scared and on the edge of madness. As she ran away she found her family; looking utterly miserable. They were surprised to see her, and slightly shocked - as she had bags under her eyes, staring scared eyes in general, a bloodied lip, arm, and wrist.
The Swift family roamed around the north of England for a while, always on the run. They found an abandoned house, and rebuilt it and Zanna and Lauri's father - a blacksmith - went back to work and the family once more scraped a living from that. Juliet stayed at home and educated Zanna and her brother during the first 5 days of the week, leaving the weekends as time off for everyone - though occasionally David had to work.
When Lauri reached the ripe age of 18, he was taken by the facility. The family were threatened with weapons and Lauri was knocked unconcious fighting to get away. Zanna and her parents were distraught, and Zanna soon began to grow a prickly outer shell to hide her heart of misery. Sure enough, two years later Zanna was also taken. She was electrocuted for struggling - but managed to find the strength to tell her parents she'd find Lauri, and they'd look after eachother.
Zanna has trained in the facility for 5 years now, and has hid herself away, protecting herself from further harm. She's afraid that if she cries one single tear, they'll never stop raining down. She found Lauri after 5 years, and feels slightly more whole now.
Position: Morph
Stage: Intermediate
Human Form: Zanna stands at 5'4", and has long, straight, black hair that falls to a bit past her armpits. Her hair often sticks out in thick locks sometimes - ironically making it look like feathers. Zanna has pale milky-white skin, quite dark green eyes, and delicate features and if something is moderately funny, she'll smirk rather than smile. Zanna has a habit of drumming her fingernails on things and biting her lip when she doesn't want to say something. Zanna is quite elegant, and her normal expression is soft and sincere - or sharp and guarded, and her voice is maybe a couple of notes lower than average - though you barely notice - and seems light, like a feather. She has a long scar on her arm, and a few other scars by her wrist. swiftravens.deviantart.com/art/Zanna-343807671 sucky headshot ftw
DNA Morph: Raven
Mutant Form: Zanna's mutant form is a fairly normal Raven, black with the iridescent purple and green feathers - her eyes being the green of her human form - and having two white feathers on each wing from either a weird mutation or training accidents, she can't remember. Zanna is a bit bigger than the average raven, and her armour shrinks to fit, not covering the wings or tail as much so she may fly properly.
Armour/Weapon: Her weapon a sword and a knife; and her armour is a light knightish kind.
Specialty: Superb at flight, and a quick mind; notices everything.
Pass code: 7992341
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Name: Suzanna Ravenwood Swift (prefers to be called Zanna)
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Personality: Zanna is strong willed. She regards things with a condescending eyebrow raised, and will stick her opinion in if anyone was listening. She's very quiet, preferring not to talk to anybody she knows, which means she has basically no friends whatsoever - just her brother, Lauri. Zanna is quite frosty and guarded, and is always watching everything, noting the information in the back of her mind. Zanna is very observant, and due to her quiet ways tends to overhear things. Due to her rather bad past, she's rather edgy around people - especially those of the male gender, she knows the things that can happen. Zanna sticks with Lauri, who is the only person she thinks she can trust. Zanna keeps everything locked safely in the back of her mind, fearing if she lets it out it'll be for the worst. Suzanna can sometimes let herself get carried away, and ends up getting into trouble. She hardly ever swears, and usually isn't very violent - preferring to imagine violent deaths to the people that have annoyed her. Despite this, once you have gained her trust Zanna doesn't put up with anything, and will defend you even if she comes worse off; and is a nice person inside - trapped by her prickly outside that she uses to protect herself from the harsh world.
History Zanna didn't have the best of pasts - not many people living in a war do - and it has scarred her, lurking in her dreams. She was born to David and Juliet Swift, a couple of years after her brother, Lauri. They lived in an isolated house on the outskirts of England - but it was attacked and burned down when she was 13. In all the terror, Zanna was split from Lauri and her parents. She lived a few months alone in the wild world - trying to find them.
When she was all alone she was prone to more attacks from crazy, scared, desperate people - and she was almost raped. Others slashed her wrist and arm when she tried to run away from them, refuse to help them. She thankfully got away - but that experience left her scared and on the edge of madness. As she ran away she found her family; looking utterly miserable. They were surprised to see her, and slightly shocked - as she had bags under her eyes, staring scared eyes in general, a bloodied lip, arm, and wrist.
The Swift family roamed around the north of England for a while, always on the run. They found an abandoned house, and rebuilt it and Zanna and Lauri's father - a blacksmith - went back to work and the family once more scraped a living from that. Juliet stayed at home and educated Zanna and her brother during the first 5 days of the week, leaving the weekends as time off for everyone - though occasionally David had to work.
When Lauri reached the ripe age of 18, he was taken by the facility. The family were threatened with weapons and Lauri was knocked unconcious fighting to get away. Zanna and her parents were distraught, and Zanna soon began to grow a prickly outer shell to hide her heart of misery. Sure enough, two years later Zanna was also taken. She was electrocuted for struggling - but managed to find the strength to tell her parents she'd find Lauri, and they'd look after eachother.
Zanna has trained in the facility for 5 years now, and has hid herself away, protecting herself from further harm. She's afraid that if she cries one single tear, they'll never stop raining down. She found Lauri after 5 years, and feels slightly more whole now.
Position: Morph
Stage: Intermediate
Human Form: Zanna stands at 5'4", and has long, straight, black hair that falls to a bit past her armpits. Her hair often sticks out in thick locks sometimes - ironically making it look like feathers. Zanna has pale milky-white skin, quite dark green eyes, and delicate features and if something is moderately funny, she'll smirk rather than smile. Zanna has a habit of drumming her fingernails on things and biting her lip when she doesn't want to say something. Zanna is quite elegant, and her normal expression is soft and sincere - or sharp and guarded, and her voice is maybe a couple of notes lower than average - though you barely notice - and seems light, like a feather. She has a long scar on her arm, and a few other scars by her wrist. swiftravens.deviantart.com/art/Zanna-343807671 sucky headshot ftw
DNA Morph: Raven
Mutant Form: Zanna's mutant form is a fairly normal Raven, black with the iridescent purple and green feathers - her eyes being the green of her human form - and having two white feathers on each wing from either a weird mutation or training accidents, she can't remember. Zanna is a bit bigger than the average raven, and her armour shrinks to fit, not covering the wings or tail as much so she may fly properly.
Armour/Weapon: Her weapon a sword and a knife; and her armour is a light knightish kind.
Specialty: Superb at flight, and a quick mind; notices everything.
Pass code: 7992341
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Ceara Hauldren
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Refrence
Name: Ceara (See-air-uh) Hauldren
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Personality:
Ceara has always been quite self-absorbed, thinking of herself as a higher being than anyone else. Because of this mentality she often got into heated disputes with her brothers, ending in physical fights. Her arrogant persona hasn't always gotten her into trouble for there a times when it has actually saved her life. Instead of giving up so easily she is very confident in her abilities, giving her that state of mind that is mostly viewed self-centered.
Ceara's characteristics have softened a bit after she wore out her welcome at the facility. She's spent countless times in the torture chamber, and has the scars to show it. Even though the torture was an attempt to "reform" her, Ceara still kept up with her rebellious ways. She may think rather highly of herself, but Ceara knows the limit before crossing the line. Ceara may not respect the guards, but she does her best not to stir anything up with them. She's great at running from her problems, even if it classifies her a "coward".
Anyone whom affiliates with her she instantly classifies them as her henchmen, even if they aren't willing to be. She will always protect the ones she has ties with, always. Ceara does this because of her strong sense of trust. She will trust anyone who establishes themselves with her which can cause her a lot of trouble in the long run.
Haughty- Ceara is quite snobbish and arrogant, thinking mostly of herself. She pays hardly any attention to anyone else, unless they are willing to humor her.
Brutal- During battle or even just being casual, Ceara is quite harsh. Mostly with her words, but also with actions. She shows no sense of mercy or regret, meaning she will always speak the truth and be as blunt as possible about it. In battle she has no remorse, and will do whatever it takes for her to come out victorious, no matter the consequence.
Egocentric- Believing she is far superior to every other human, Ceara stands on her own egomaniac pillar. Everything revolves around her, and everyone was meant to serve her. She has no guilt for feeling so superior because it's her nature to be so conceited. This is the particular trait that drives people away.
Trickster- Ceara is known for fighting dirty, and her practical pranks. Her tricky ways and sneaky attacks would count any regular brawl as "unfair" or classify her as a "cheater". She obviously doesn't care how dirty her fighting can get, for she'll do whatever she has to just to bring down her opponent.
Commitment- Anyone who shows interest in Ceara is an opportunity for her to gain more, for she strives for any possession she can get her hands on. She never backs down from anyone or anything. Any challenge presented to her, she will peruse it until she's succeeded. Ceara would also risk her life for anyone of her "followers" no matter the cost.
Temperamental- Ceara isn't usually too emotional when it comes to any average situation, for she's rather quirky in general. She's never serious about anything unless it strikes her as important. Being the playful trickster she is, she's always set in the snarky mind-sate. Yet, when it comes to a more serious matter, Ceara knows when it's time to shake the playful expression. It may be surprising how serious she can get on a specific matter, and how easily she can be set off while in the serious mentality. It's not too often that she is so quick to snap from different emotions, but it is possible when she's focused on an important subject. If anything sensitive may be triggered in her memories or emotions, it is only a matter of seconds before Ceara goes off.
History:
Ceara was only four years old, and the youngest when her parents were taken away from her and her three brothers. The four were scared, upset, confused, and had no where to go now that their guardians had suddenly disappeared from their lives. The young kids began to do their best to survive on their own, living in the slums of England and striving for survival under the harsh economy. Naturally, her oldest brother took charge of his siblings, doing all he could to supply them with the bare essentials. He attempted to pick up a job, but at 13 but he had to lie about his age just to get a half-decent job. It wasn't too long before he began working as a freight loader for ships along the harbor. Yet, being so young, he could hardly keep up with the rough environment and constant work so he quit. Even in his desperate attempt to provide for Ceara and her two other brothers, he hardly made enough to feed them.
Living in the ghetto, in a run-down shack, took its toll on the four. Sickness, starvation, dehydration, it was all a daily routine. Ceara had learned from her brothers how to survive in the run-down part of the economic city, learning to be strong, to steal, and fight to her best ability. At age 9 Ceara and her brothers began their banditry. They stole on a daily basis, stealing mostly things that would keep them alive and other times just for fun. Bakeries, Butcher shops, classic restaurants, pickpocketing, the team had done it all and as they grew it became a natural habit. Sure they'd been caught multiple times, even at times being caught almost risked them their lives, but in the end it was worth it.
Ceara had to struggle to keep up with her brothers since she was viewed as the weak female. Eventually she began to work harder and harder, growing stronger, more diligent, and tougher than even her second eldest brother. She kept climbing the family ladder for power, and she soon became known as the quickest of the four, being able to swipe the most in such a short period of time. Living in the slums she learned her average street-smarts and defensive skills, being able to put up a good fight and using her stealthy techniques to her advantage. The older she got, the more she desired. This often resulted in her picking of many fights with her brothers and even some of the others living in the ghetto as well, only in an attempt to gain more and more. She had always looked up to her oldest brother, for he was the strongest and took charge of the three siblings, also known as the leader of the Hauldren pack. Ceara knew she would soon surpass him, her egotistic sense of mind had always pushed her to believe she was the best of the four.
As Ceara reached the peak of her teenage years she began to become desensitized, only focused on her ability to steal and survive compared to the never ending war that raged around them constantly. She was only concerned for the remains of her family than anyone else. She had always been committed to her brothers, no matter what. Anyone who had established a bond with Ceara she instantly became attached to and would do anything for their well-being, even if it was risking her own life. At age 18 Ceara and her brothers were discovered, and taken into custody. Along the mishap Ceara was transferred to the facility, while the whereabouts of her brothers are still unknown.
Position: Morph
Stage: Intermediate
Human Form:
Height: 5'6
Weight: 117 lbs
Build: Fair-toned, most muscular strength in legs.
Ceara stands at 5'6 and weighs 110lbs. Her natural hair is a slightly wavy, light, golden blonde, and is parted down the center. The right half of her hair hangs to the right of her head while the other half is a light buzz cut. She has two dark blue eyes with a menacing tint to them. Her lips always hold a snarky, challenging smile spread across them, no matter what the situation. Ceara holds most her strength in her lower body, in which she used her legs most in her early life. She lacks some strength in her arms, but is still affectingly strong with her upper body.
When it comes to clothing, Ceara will choose anything that doesn't weight her down. She has a habit of wandering around the facility bare-footed, but it's natural to her since growing up she could never afford shoes, and on the plus side it was easier for her to balance and move quickly. One of her favorite and most comfortable pieces of clothing is having bandage wraps around her forearms, no one really knows why.
Clothing item of choice: Bandana/ Bandage wraps
DNA Morph: Black Androctonus Scorpion (Fattail Scorpion)
Mutant Form:
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Ceara has mastered the half-morphing stage, classifying her as intermediate. She is able to manipulate her skin to an exoskeleton harder shell as the scorpion side of her DNA. She hardly ever transforms into a full scorpion, mostly because she cannot sustain that form for very long and because she'd rather use her crustacean ability in her human form. Ceara is able to sprout a large-sized scorpion tail from her tail-bone, and can manipulate it in any direction. Because of it's abnormal size in her mid-human form, Ceara has strengthened the tail impressively. Along with her other half-shifted abilities Ceara can transform her hands into large pincers.
Armour/Weapon:
Weapon- Throwing knives
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Ceara mostly relies on her hand-to-hand combat and street smarts in battle, mostly using her daggers as backup. Based off her harsh life on the streets, Ceara has learned many weak and vulnerable places on the human body along with her study of various pressure points. She had also been in countless fist fights, along with spars with her older brother's to keep her fighting skills on tact. Ceara is also known for her powerful kicks and blows to any weak, exposed areas.She is also very agile and flexible, giving her the upper hand when it comes to opponents that rely on sheer force.
Her armor is rather simple, giving her the ability to move quickly and efficiently. She wears a thick leather as her under-armor, and has few plated areas along her thighs, chest, shoulder blades, and lower arms. She hates the idea of shoes or boots, so on occasion she goes into training bare-footed. When she must wear shoes, she has thick leather moccasin type shoes with a silver plating on the topside. Her daggers are concealed under each sleeve of her leather under-armor.
Being that most of Ceara's power is held in her lower body, her feet are her most reliable body part. She's used to running around in rough terrain barefooted, so her feet have grown tolerant to being exposed. Along with her powerful legs, Ceara's feet hold most of her fancy foot-work and give her the ability to maneuver and channel strength quickly. Because of her strong feet this is also viewed as her weakest spot, for if she were to become immobilized Ceara would loose all of her relying strength and no longer become an imposing threat.
Specialty: Speed, Balance, Flexibility, Stealth
Refrence
Name: Ceara (See-air-uh) Hauldren
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Personality:
Ceara has always been quite self-absorbed, thinking of herself as a higher being than anyone else. Because of this mentality she often got into heated disputes with her brothers, ending in physical fights. Her arrogant persona hasn't always gotten her into trouble for there a times when it has actually saved her life. Instead of giving up so easily she is very confident in her abilities, giving her that state of mind that is mostly viewed self-centered.
Ceara's characteristics have softened a bit after she wore out her welcome at the facility. She's spent countless times in the torture chamber, and has the scars to show it. Even though the torture was an attempt to "reform" her, Ceara still kept up with her rebellious ways. She may think rather highly of herself, but Ceara knows the limit before crossing the line. Ceara may not respect the guards, but she does her best not to stir anything up with them. She's great at running from her problems, even if it classifies her a "coward".
Anyone whom affiliates with her she instantly classifies them as her henchmen, even if they aren't willing to be. She will always protect the ones she has ties with, always. Ceara does this because of her strong sense of trust. She will trust anyone who establishes themselves with her which can cause her a lot of trouble in the long run.
Haughty- Ceara is quite snobbish and arrogant, thinking mostly of herself. She pays hardly any attention to anyone else, unless they are willing to humor her.
Brutal- During battle or even just being casual, Ceara is quite harsh. Mostly with her words, but also with actions. She shows no sense of mercy or regret, meaning she will always speak the truth and be as blunt as possible about it. In battle she has no remorse, and will do whatever it takes for her to come out victorious, no matter the consequence.
Egocentric- Believing she is far superior to every other human, Ceara stands on her own egomaniac pillar. Everything revolves around her, and everyone was meant to serve her. She has no guilt for feeling so superior because it's her nature to be so conceited. This is the particular trait that drives people away.
Trickster- Ceara is known for fighting dirty, and her practical pranks. Her tricky ways and sneaky attacks would count any regular brawl as "unfair" or classify her as a "cheater". She obviously doesn't care how dirty her fighting can get, for she'll do whatever she has to just to bring down her opponent.
Commitment- Anyone who shows interest in Ceara is an opportunity for her to gain more, for she strives for any possession she can get her hands on. She never backs down from anyone or anything. Any challenge presented to her, she will peruse it until she's succeeded. Ceara would also risk her life for anyone of her "followers" no matter the cost.
Temperamental- Ceara isn't usually too emotional when it comes to any average situation, for she's rather quirky in general. She's never serious about anything unless it strikes her as important. Being the playful trickster she is, she's always set in the snarky mind-sate. Yet, when it comes to a more serious matter, Ceara knows when it's time to shake the playful expression. It may be surprising how serious she can get on a specific matter, and how easily she can be set off while in the serious mentality. It's not too often that she is so quick to snap from different emotions, but it is possible when she's focused on an important subject. If anything sensitive may be triggered in her memories or emotions, it is only a matter of seconds before Ceara goes off.
History:
Ceara was only four years old, and the youngest when her parents were taken away from her and her three brothers. The four were scared, upset, confused, and had no where to go now that their guardians had suddenly disappeared from their lives. The young kids began to do their best to survive on their own, living in the slums of England and striving for survival under the harsh economy. Naturally, her oldest brother took charge of his siblings, doing all he could to supply them with the bare essentials. He attempted to pick up a job, but at 13 but he had to lie about his age just to get a half-decent job. It wasn't too long before he began working as a freight loader for ships along the harbor. Yet, being so young, he could hardly keep up with the rough environment and constant work so he quit. Even in his desperate attempt to provide for Ceara and her two other brothers, he hardly made enough to feed them.
Living in the ghetto, in a run-down shack, took its toll on the four. Sickness, starvation, dehydration, it was all a daily routine. Ceara had learned from her brothers how to survive in the run-down part of the economic city, learning to be strong, to steal, and fight to her best ability. At age 9 Ceara and her brothers began their banditry. They stole on a daily basis, stealing mostly things that would keep them alive and other times just for fun. Bakeries, Butcher shops, classic restaurants, pickpocketing, the team had done it all and as they grew it became a natural habit. Sure they'd been caught multiple times, even at times being caught almost risked them their lives, but in the end it was worth it.
Ceara had to struggle to keep up with her brothers since she was viewed as the weak female. Eventually she began to work harder and harder, growing stronger, more diligent, and tougher than even her second eldest brother. She kept climbing the family ladder for power, and she soon became known as the quickest of the four, being able to swipe the most in such a short period of time. Living in the slums she learned her average street-smarts and defensive skills, being able to put up a good fight and using her stealthy techniques to her advantage. The older she got, the more she desired. This often resulted in her picking of many fights with her brothers and even some of the others living in the ghetto as well, only in an attempt to gain more and more. She had always looked up to her oldest brother, for he was the strongest and took charge of the three siblings, also known as the leader of the Hauldren pack. Ceara knew she would soon surpass him, her egotistic sense of mind had always pushed her to believe she was the best of the four.
As Ceara reached the peak of her teenage years she began to become desensitized, only focused on her ability to steal and survive compared to the never ending war that raged around them constantly. She was only concerned for the remains of her family than anyone else. She had always been committed to her brothers, no matter what. Anyone who had established a bond with Ceara she instantly became attached to and would do anything for their well-being, even if it was risking her own life. At age 18 Ceara and her brothers were discovered, and taken into custody. Along the mishap Ceara was transferred to the facility, while the whereabouts of her brothers are still unknown.
Position: Morph
Stage: Intermediate
Human Form:
Height: 5'6
Weight: 117 lbs
Build: Fair-toned, most muscular strength in legs.
Ceara stands at 5'6 and weighs 110lbs. Her natural hair is a slightly wavy, light, golden blonde, and is parted down the center. The right half of her hair hangs to the right of her head while the other half is a light buzz cut. She has two dark blue eyes with a menacing tint to them. Her lips always hold a snarky, challenging smile spread across them, no matter what the situation. Ceara holds most her strength in her lower body, in which she used her legs most in her early life. She lacks some strength in her arms, but is still affectingly strong with her upper body.
When it comes to clothing, Ceara will choose anything that doesn't weight her down. She has a habit of wandering around the facility bare-footed, but it's natural to her since growing up she could never afford shoes, and on the plus side it was easier for her to balance and move quickly. One of her favorite and most comfortable pieces of clothing is having bandage wraps around her forearms, no one really knows why.
Clothing item of choice: Bandana/ Bandage wraps
DNA Morph: Black Androctonus Scorpion (Fattail Scorpion)
Mutant Form:
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Ceara has mastered the half-morphing stage, classifying her as intermediate. She is able to manipulate her skin to an exoskeleton harder shell as the scorpion side of her DNA. She hardly ever transforms into a full scorpion, mostly because she cannot sustain that form for very long and because she'd rather use her crustacean ability in her human form. Ceara is able to sprout a large-sized scorpion tail from her tail-bone, and can manipulate it in any direction. Because of it's abnormal size in her mid-human form, Ceara has strengthened the tail impressively. Along with her other half-shifted abilities Ceara can transform her hands into large pincers.
Armour/Weapon:
Weapon- Throwing knives
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Ceara mostly relies on her hand-to-hand combat and street smarts in battle, mostly using her daggers as backup. Based off her harsh life on the streets, Ceara has learned many weak and vulnerable places on the human body along with her study of various pressure points. She had also been in countless fist fights, along with spars with her older brother's to keep her fighting skills on tact. Ceara is also known for her powerful kicks and blows to any weak, exposed areas.She is also very agile and flexible, giving her the upper hand when it comes to opponents that rely on sheer force.
Her armor is rather simple, giving her the ability to move quickly and efficiently. She wears a thick leather as her under-armor, and has few plated areas along her thighs, chest, shoulder blades, and lower arms. She hates the idea of shoes or boots, so on occasion she goes into training bare-footed. When she must wear shoes, she has thick leather moccasin type shoes with a silver plating on the topside. Her daggers are concealed under each sleeve of her leather under-armor.
Being that most of Ceara's power is held in her lower body, her feet are her most reliable body part. She's used to running around in rough terrain barefooted, so her feet have grown tolerant to being exposed. Along with her powerful legs, Ceara's feet hold most of her fancy foot-work and give her the ability to maneuver and channel strength quickly. Because of her strong feet this is also viewed as her weakest spot, for if she were to become immobilized Ceara would loose all of her relying strength and no longer become an imposing threat.
Specialty: Speed, Balance, Flexibility, Stealth
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Gwen Leah Verbeck
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Name: Gwen Leah Verbeck
Age: 27
Gender: Female
Position: Advanced Guard ( Military Rank: Brigadier )
Personality: Gwen is a very uptight person. She is very taunting, and commanding. She can be sociable, but only among the 'right group' (guards). Because of her rank and expectations, she can be very bossy. Gwen is easily aggravated and has a short temper. With Gwen, it's what says goes, and when she's angry she doesn't mess around. Gwen is considered a 'bully'
History: Gwen struggled as a child. She never got much attention from her parents which had set such high expectations for her, to be 'perfect'. It was hard living her life, not knowing if she mattered, what her existence was for, why was she here in the first place, or if she was even loved. She never gained any friends, because everyone turned away from her, rather than help her out of this pit of grief. Gwen only wanted to find her purpose in the world. After she became of legal age, Gwen neglected the future life her parents set up for her and went it alone. She lived her life how she wanted. It was all about herself for some time, party, fun, not a care in the world of what others think. She cut off all her long perfect hair and had it styled many different inordinary ways, as an expression of "look at me I can be whoever I want." After some time Gwen's wonder of what her destiny in life was, came back to haunt her. Many times she became so depressed that she had tried the only way out of this messy life. Then Gwen decided to take the easy way out and she joined the Army. She worked hard at everything she did, and did it to her best ability. Soon her efforts paid off and she earned her rank in the military. Gwen was finally beginning to feel accepted in the world. Not just by accomplishing something for her country by participating in the never ending war, but by all the good friends she gained while doing it. She held her friends dying hands, and watched some of them grow strong, but she herself felt like she hadn't changed. There was still this pain; this clawing pity in her stomach that reminded her of what she really was 'nothing'. From then on Gwen created a stone heart, and by doing so she pushed away some of her dearest friends, but when your heart is made of steel you can't feel that pain anymore. Gwen grew from a fun, quirky, loveable person, to a cold heartless killer. Her attacks were brutal, her emotions were nonexistent. Yet the pain, that tiny pit deep in her stomach, was gone, and to Gwen that's all that mattered.
Appearance: Gwen is a lean and muscular woman. She stands around 5�10 and weighs around 127 lbs; she also has an olive skin tone. Her eyes are light hazel and her brows are thin and chic. Her hair is pure black with barely visible dark brown streaks. The style of her hair is a fohawk that curves forward. Gwen's typical style includes, army boots some torn up skinny jeans and a leather jacket. Underneath her jacket is a light gray muscle shirt. Gwen does have muscular arms that are defined, but not burly. She also has a tattoo on her shoulder of several spirals. On the left side of her face she has two light scars that start above her brow and travel down her eyelid, ending at her cheekbone. Since the Facility has uniforms for their subjects, Gwen likes to style the clothing differently. She tucks the camo army pants into her hiking like boots, and wears only the provided muscle shirt, next she ties the jacket arm sleeves around her hips letting the torso part hangs behind her. Gwen does smoke cigarettes.
Armour/Weapons: Gwen's particular weapons are two cross blades which are attached to her back armor plates. The upper wrist plates on her armor contain slide out blades for when she may not have her weapons on her ( Like FMA *0* )The actual armor is something along the lines of this:
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She also has a full helmet that matches the armor.
Specialty: Gwen's specialties are mostly kicking butt, and being a smart aleck. She tends to mouth off a bit and get cocky.
Other:
Years in the army: 5
Years in Sector 7491: 3
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Name: Gwen Leah Verbeck
Age: 27
Gender: Female
Position: Advanced Guard ( Military Rank: Brigadier )
Personality: Gwen is a very uptight person. She is very taunting, and commanding. She can be sociable, but only among the 'right group' (guards). Because of her rank and expectations, she can be very bossy. Gwen is easily aggravated and has a short temper. With Gwen, it's what says goes, and when she's angry she doesn't mess around. Gwen is considered a 'bully'
History: Gwen struggled as a child. She never got much attention from her parents which had set such high expectations for her, to be 'perfect'. It was hard living her life, not knowing if she mattered, what her existence was for, why was she here in the first place, or if she was even loved. She never gained any friends, because everyone turned away from her, rather than help her out of this pit of grief. Gwen only wanted to find her purpose in the world. After she became of legal age, Gwen neglected the future life her parents set up for her and went it alone. She lived her life how she wanted. It was all about herself for some time, party, fun, not a care in the world of what others think. She cut off all her long perfect hair and had it styled many different inordinary ways, as an expression of "look at me I can be whoever I want." After some time Gwen's wonder of what her destiny in life was, came back to haunt her. Many times she became so depressed that she had tried the only way out of this messy life. Then Gwen decided to take the easy way out and she joined the Army. She worked hard at everything she did, and did it to her best ability. Soon her efforts paid off and she earned her rank in the military. Gwen was finally beginning to feel accepted in the world. Not just by accomplishing something for her country by participating in the never ending war, but by all the good friends she gained while doing it. She held her friends dying hands, and watched some of them grow strong, but she herself felt like she hadn't changed. There was still this pain; this clawing pity in her stomach that reminded her of what she really was 'nothing'. From then on Gwen created a stone heart, and by doing so she pushed away some of her dearest friends, but when your heart is made of steel you can't feel that pain anymore. Gwen grew from a fun, quirky, loveable person, to a cold heartless killer. Her attacks were brutal, her emotions were nonexistent. Yet the pain, that tiny pit deep in her stomach, was gone, and to Gwen that's all that mattered.
Appearance: Gwen is a lean and muscular woman. She stands around 5�10 and weighs around 127 lbs; she also has an olive skin tone. Her eyes are light hazel and her brows are thin and chic. Her hair is pure black with barely visible dark brown streaks. The style of her hair is a fohawk that curves forward. Gwen's typical style includes, army boots some torn up skinny jeans and a leather jacket. Underneath her jacket is a light gray muscle shirt. Gwen does have muscular arms that are defined, but not burly. She also has a tattoo on her shoulder of several spirals. On the left side of her face she has two light scars that start above her brow and travel down her eyelid, ending at her cheekbone. Since the Facility has uniforms for their subjects, Gwen likes to style the clothing differently. She tucks the camo army pants into her hiking like boots, and wears only the provided muscle shirt, next she ties the jacket arm sleeves around her hips letting the torso part hangs behind her. Gwen does smoke cigarettes.
Armour/Weapons: Gwen's particular weapons are two cross blades which are attached to her back armor plates. The upper wrist plates on her armor contain slide out blades for when she may not have her weapons on her ( Like FMA *0* )The actual armor is something along the lines of this:
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She also has a full helmet that matches the armor.
Specialty: Gwen's specialties are mostly kicking butt, and being a smart aleck. She tends to mouth off a bit and get cocky.
Other:
Years in the army: 5
Years in Sector 7491: 3
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Axel Zhou
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Name: Axel Zhou
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Personality: Axel is quiet and diligent. He enjoys discovering new ideas and plans with other scientists, but secretly wants to rebuild their dying planet.
Appearance: He is Asian (black hair, tannish skin, black or brown eyes) and always wears a dark green coat, similar to a lab coat.
History: His parents were both scientists, one in the medical region and one in the biologic region. As a boy, he enjoyed to watch his parents do experiments, sometimes helping them press on syringes or transport equipment. He never knew what they were doing the experiments for, with all the radiation suits and detectors, but he aspired to become a scientist like them. Because of the lack of educators on Earth, he went on a crash-course by studying the now-rare textbooks and instruction guides his dad had given him before he was killed during another bombing. As he neared the age of 17, he was thinking about making plans for a photosynthesis duplicator when he was drafted into the Facility. It was almost like heaven to him. Now, Axel could truly be a genetic engineer, with fabricated DNA strands and other wondrous creations. He soon realized it was like looking through rose-colored glasses, as he discovered the torture room and the poor sanitation that was given to the test subjects and the morphs.
Profession(what science department do they work in): Genetic engineer
Experience(In years): 3
Passcode: 7989898
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Name: Axel Zhou
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Personality: Axel is quiet and diligent. He enjoys discovering new ideas and plans with other scientists, but secretly wants to rebuild their dying planet.
Appearance: He is Asian (black hair, tannish skin, black or brown eyes) and always wears a dark green coat, similar to a lab coat.
History: His parents were both scientists, one in the medical region and one in the biologic region. As a boy, he enjoyed to watch his parents do experiments, sometimes helping them press on syringes or transport equipment. He never knew what they were doing the experiments for, with all the radiation suits and detectors, but he aspired to become a scientist like them. Because of the lack of educators on Earth, he went on a crash-course by studying the now-rare textbooks and instruction guides his dad had given him before he was killed during another bombing. As he neared the age of 17, he was thinking about making plans for a photosynthesis duplicator when he was drafted into the Facility. It was almost like heaven to him. Now, Axel could truly be a genetic engineer, with fabricated DNA strands and other wondrous creations. He soon realized it was like looking through rose-colored glasses, as he discovered the torture room and the poor sanitation that was given to the test subjects and the morphs.
Profession(what science department do they work in): Genetic engineer
Experience(In years): 3
Passcode: 7989898
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Robert Lake
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Name: Robert Lake
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Personality: Slightly selfish, confident in his abilities or prideful, and dislikes working with others. He likes to get things done, and is a little rash. He will deny himself pleasures if it gets in the way of his goal. He is socially awkward because he prefers lab work over socializing. He dislikes people in general, and especially women.
Appearance: Robert is Caucasian(U.K.), has dark brown hair, and pale brown eyes. He has a military crew cut and a mustache. He is unusually short at a height of 5'5". He's thin because of his tendency to forget meals in favor of working, and his extreme dislike of the food the Sector provides.
He wears a lab coat most of the time, with a white tee-shirt beneath and khaki pants. Despite warnings from the other scientists, he wears open-toed sandals.
History: When Robert was a child, both his parents, named Angelica and Humphrey Lake, worked day jobs. Between the two of them, the family had enough money to get by in the higher class of society.
While they were away, Rob spent his time reading. From the day he learned to read, Robert began to blaze through books, which had long since started dying out. The war stories that were so popular didn't interest him, so he looked back to the books written back before the wars started. Back in 2020, there had been an all-time high record of scientific breakthroughs and development. He continued educating himself in the science of the past until he was 12.
He took advantage of his parents' money and began buying assorted elements and tools. He planned to use the information from his library of old science books to create a substitute for gunpowder. After managing to burn his hair in an explosion, his parents found out. His mother roughly pointed out that guns weren't made anymore and a powder substitute would be useless. Disappointed, but still determined, Rob found and bought even more scientific research, looking farther back in time to the peak of research on the Elements. At fourteen, he began to try experimenting again. Grudgingly remembering the words of his mother, he stayed away from making gunpowder.
Rob managed to get his hands on an old microscope. He replaced the scratched lenses and put it work. He studied feverishly to understand how the Elements would mix and create compounds, often trying his own experiments when he could get his hands on the Element in question.
By 15, he had trained himself with the Elements and chemical compounds. At the end of four years of study, experiments and research, Robert was confronted by his mother. She was angry, and told him to get a job. She was tired of him always being in his room, not trying to help provide for the family, and not trying to get a job. Rob's father tried to calm her, supporting Robert's interests. Soon, to his mother's distaste and anger, he had landed a position with the Military. He was given the assurance that he would be working as a Chemical Engineer, and taking the vague position, Robert was whisked away to the underwater facility, Sector 7491.
Profession: Chemical Engineer.
Experience(In years): 9
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Name: Robert Lake
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Personality: Slightly selfish, confident in his abilities or prideful, and dislikes working with others. He likes to get things done, and is a little rash. He will deny himself pleasures if it gets in the way of his goal. He is socially awkward because he prefers lab work over socializing. He dislikes people in general, and especially women.
Appearance: Robert is Caucasian(U.K.), has dark brown hair, and pale brown eyes. He has a military crew cut and a mustache. He is unusually short at a height of 5'5". He's thin because of his tendency to forget meals in favor of working, and his extreme dislike of the food the Sector provides.
He wears a lab coat most of the time, with a white tee-shirt beneath and khaki pants. Despite warnings from the other scientists, he wears open-toed sandals.
History: When Robert was a child, both his parents, named Angelica and Humphrey Lake, worked day jobs. Between the two of them, the family had enough money to get by in the higher class of society.
While they were away, Rob spent his time reading. From the day he learned to read, Robert began to blaze through books, which had long since started dying out. The war stories that were so popular didn't interest him, so he looked back to the books written back before the wars started. Back in 2020, there had been an all-time high record of scientific breakthroughs and development. He continued educating himself in the science of the past until he was 12.
He took advantage of his parents' money and began buying assorted elements and tools. He planned to use the information from his library of old science books to create a substitute for gunpowder. After managing to burn his hair in an explosion, his parents found out. His mother roughly pointed out that guns weren't made anymore and a powder substitute would be useless. Disappointed, but still determined, Rob found and bought even more scientific research, looking farther back in time to the peak of research on the Elements. At fourteen, he began to try experimenting again. Grudgingly remembering the words of his mother, he stayed away from making gunpowder.
Rob managed to get his hands on an old microscope. He replaced the scratched lenses and put it work. He studied feverishly to understand how the Elements would mix and create compounds, often trying his own experiments when he could get his hands on the Element in question.
By 15, he had trained himself with the Elements and chemical compounds. At the end of four years of study, experiments and research, Robert was confronted by his mother. She was angry, and told him to get a job. She was tired of him always being in his room, not trying to help provide for the family, and not trying to get a job. Rob's father tried to calm her, supporting Robert's interests. Soon, to his mother's distaste and anger, he had landed a position with the Military. He was given the assurance that he would be working as a Chemical Engineer, and taking the vague position, Robert was whisked away to the underwater facility, Sector 7491.
Profession: Chemical Engineer.
Experience(In years): 9
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Victor Johnathan Moore
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Name: Victor Johnathan Moore
Age: 47
Gender: Male
Personality:
Victor is very narrow minded. He'd rather keep his judgmental thoughts to himself, while he silently observes everyone else around him. He can be sarcastic in his own way, but is mostly serious, and persistent. He chooses to single himself out from the other scientists, and works on his own developing experiments. Currently, he spends most his time in the HQ basement, training and testing Vispa. She refers to him as 'Master', but Victor couldn't care less what she calls him. He enjoys how obedient she is to him, this makes it easier to sustain her; and experiment on her.
Appearance:
Victor is an older man, his appearance giving away his age at the first sight. A man in his late 40's or early 50's. His jawline, and cheekbones are very definite from age and stress. He has deep golden eyes, that have a tired, heartless tint to them. Victor has a short, dark gray, 'chin curtain' as some call it. His facial hair is a mix of gray and black. His hair is a jet black and slicked back slightly. Victor stands at 6'4 and weighs 170 pounds. He is a tall, slender man. He's been losing weight from his lack of daily meals. Being caught up in as much work tends to keep him from daily necessities.
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History:
Victor was born to a pretty 'middle class' family. He was provided with basic life essentials, and wasn't living in complete poverty. Throughout his life he avoided anything that had to do with the war, he just wished to take care of his little family. At age 17 his mother came down with a bad case of leukemia, Victor spent most of his young adult life caring for her. She soon passed on, without a good doctor available there wasn't much hope left for her.
After the many years of tending to his sick mother, Victor became interested in the field of medicine. He'd studied it for a short period of time before becoming drawn to the 'Physics' side of his research. At age 23, Victor had been so intrigued by the scientific world, that he became drawn away from his regular life. He had forgotten all about his father, and younger brother; letting his interests and studies take over his life. Soon, he was beginning to become recognized for his great works in the field of Chemistry. After the production of his first book (Age 27), the military was keeping a watchful eye over Victor. He'd displayed a vast knowledge of Psychology and medical procedures; this kind of work could be used as an upper hand. Victor had published another book in his early 30's. This last production of his work had the military set on their plans. They offered Victor a place in the army. When he declined the first time, they offered again; ensuring him the safety of his family. Victor had known that the war was taking its toll on the civilians, and what was left of his relatives. He had no choice but to agree, for he knew they'd do anything to get what they wanted.
He began his training in an average base, learning the basic elements of mutation, and genetics. Most people would be mortified of this injection concept, but Victor? He loved it. This is what caused him to become so enveloped in his work. There was nothing he wanted more than the production of this 'virus'. He'd studied the genetic code, and seemed to have 'perfected' it. Met with failure, he tried again, and again. He felt as if this was his purpose in life, to create this new amazing breakthrough.
After his last failure, Victor ceased to try and twist the virus code. He had been successful once, and that's all he needed to feel content. After his days of working with DNA, he took in his last product of creation. Vispa. She'd been the only subject that had survived longer than a week while keeping a stable internal system. This had amazed Victor, and all he wanted to do was discover how she'd survived. Test, after test, Victor began to decipher the reason for the mutations she had suffered. She was the perfect imperfection. Everything about her DNA intrigued the man, and he vowed to study her code until he'd discovered the meaning of her success.
Profession(what science department do they work in): Genetics/Psychology/Chemist/ Minor knowledge in medicine
Experience(In years): 20
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Name: Victor Johnathan Moore
Age: 47
Gender: Male
Personality:
Victor is very narrow minded. He'd rather keep his judgmental thoughts to himself, while he silently observes everyone else around him. He can be sarcastic in his own way, but is mostly serious, and persistent. He chooses to single himself out from the other scientists, and works on his own developing experiments. Currently, he spends most his time in the HQ basement, training and testing Vispa. She refers to him as 'Master', but Victor couldn't care less what she calls him. He enjoys how obedient she is to him, this makes it easier to sustain her; and experiment on her.
Appearance:
Victor is an older man, his appearance giving away his age at the first sight. A man in his late 40's or early 50's. His jawline, and cheekbones are very definite from age and stress. He has deep golden eyes, that have a tired, heartless tint to them. Victor has a short, dark gray, 'chin curtain' as some call it. His facial hair is a mix of gray and black. His hair is a jet black and slicked back slightly. Victor stands at 6'4 and weighs 170 pounds. He is a tall, slender man. He's been losing weight from his lack of daily meals. Being caught up in as much work tends to keep him from daily necessities.
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History:
Victor was born to a pretty 'middle class' family. He was provided with basic life essentials, and wasn't living in complete poverty. Throughout his life he avoided anything that had to do with the war, he just wished to take care of his little family. At age 17 his mother came down with a bad case of leukemia, Victor spent most of his young adult life caring for her. She soon passed on, without a good doctor available there wasn't much hope left for her.
After the many years of tending to his sick mother, Victor became interested in the field of medicine. He'd studied it for a short period of time before becoming drawn to the 'Physics' side of his research. At age 23, Victor had been so intrigued by the scientific world, that he became drawn away from his regular life. He had forgotten all about his father, and younger brother; letting his interests and studies take over his life. Soon, he was beginning to become recognized for his great works in the field of Chemistry. After the production of his first book (Age 27), the military was keeping a watchful eye over Victor. He'd displayed a vast knowledge of Psychology and medical procedures; this kind of work could be used as an upper hand. Victor had published another book in his early 30's. This last production of his work had the military set on their plans. They offered Victor a place in the army. When he declined the first time, they offered again; ensuring him the safety of his family. Victor had known that the war was taking its toll on the civilians, and what was left of his relatives. He had no choice but to agree, for he knew they'd do anything to get what they wanted.
He began his training in an average base, learning the basic elements of mutation, and genetics. Most people would be mortified of this injection concept, but Victor? He loved it. This is what caused him to become so enveloped in his work. There was nothing he wanted more than the production of this 'virus'. He'd studied the genetic code, and seemed to have 'perfected' it. Met with failure, he tried again, and again. He felt as if this was his purpose in life, to create this new amazing breakthrough.
After his last failure, Victor ceased to try and twist the virus code. He had been successful once, and that's all he needed to feel content. After his days of working with DNA, he took in his last product of creation. Vispa. She'd been the only subject that had survived longer than a week while keeping a stable internal system. This had amazed Victor, and all he wanted to do was discover how she'd survived. Test, after test, Victor began to decipher the reason for the mutations she had suffered. She was the perfect imperfection. Everything about her DNA intrigued the man, and he vowed to study her code until he'd discovered the meaning of her success.
Profession(what science department do they work in): Genetics/Psychology/Chemist/ Minor knowledge in medicine
Experience(In years): 20
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If you have managed to read this far then, congratulations; you've found your pass code! The pass code is....9452857
Registered Species
- Gazelle
- Ocelot
- King Cheetah
- Wolf
- Arabian Horse
- Red Fox
- Komodo Dragon
- Lionfish
- Raven/Crow
- Vampire bat
- Red Bellied Black Snake
No more cats or canines please. We know you LUUUUV them and all, but we're getting flooded. Surely you can think of another animal you'd like to be- there's gorillas, alligators, rhinoceros, snakes, and any other shape and size you could ever dream of! Try to be creative and think outside the box!
Roster
(Admins are listed with a ☣ next to their name, are those who helped in the production of this Rp and can control or make decisions within the Rp.)
- ☣Swanfeather: Character(s)- Gwen, Ceara
- ☣Jaywing: Character(s)- Robert, Carney
- ☣Serenitystar: Character(s)- Payton, Trenton
- Shadowrain: Character(s)- Ashleigh
- Cigarpaw: Character(s)- Jay
- Ironclaw: Character(s)- Axel
- Beautykit: Character(s)- Hope
- Swiftfeather: Character(s)- Lauri, Zanna, Zach
- Shatteredsky: Character(s)- Penny
- Wildshadows: Character(s)- Ellie
- Rosemist: Azure
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