Name: Nice "Mariane Louise" Morda
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Height: 5' 7
Eye Colors: Blood Red and Electric Blue
Gift: Sugar, Spice and Everything Nice - The ultimate deception. It allowes to change her personality entirely, assuming traits and mannerisms of another person completely.

Bio: Nice began her life like another child would. But not long after she was born her personality beta to water down and fade. She stopped liking things, or hating them. She just went along with the flow. She put on false smiles and fake tears, tools essential to fitting in. When her mother died, Nice didn't cry at the funeral. She stood stone faced, gazing at the coffin, no tears in her soft blue eyes.
On her eighteenth birthday, when her eyes changed colors, so did Nice's personality. She became a different person. The false Identity she uses now.

Other: Currently goes by the name Mariane Louise instead of her real one.

Name:Cloud

Age:22

Gender:Male

Height:6'4"

Eye Colours: White and another blue

Gift:Ability to completely negate gravity for himself, and if concentrating hard enough can make something else have this same ability that is human size and below

Bio:Being a normal collage student he heard about the gifted but didnt pay it any mind stating aloud to his friend what he though of the hunters, "the ignorant masses fallowing the lead of the scared and weak". Cloud was sure it would never happen to him because he was too normal to be "gifted", he simple studied his field in hopes of becoming a scientist, even if he didnt look like one. It was ending of his his semester and he passed his finals with flying colors and was on his way to the next year when he realized his chance to be gifted was coming to an end. He was both relieved and saddened by this laying in his bed he talked to himself aloud saying "see you are not special at all" he closed his eyes and fell asleep. The next day he wok up to find he was floating upside down, not being able to orientate himself he swung wildly and started to nocked things over in his room. Cloud's roommate rushed in to his surprised, Cloud's eyes had changed and he was floating. Without hesitation the roommate called the authorities right in front of cloud, feeling betrayed cloud climbed out of the only way he could the window. Cloud attempted to grasp something but his roommate pushed him trying to grab him sending cloud sailing into the sky

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Name: Noah 'Ares' Cruz
Age:19
Gender:Male
Height: 6'1
Eye Colours:powder blue and grey
Gift: Noah has the ability to remove someone's emotions, (for example, if someone is mourning, he can remove the emotion from them.) the emotions removed are then replaced with heavy anger and frustration and placed as Noah's feelings.
Bio: Noah always had an immense temper. It earned him the nickname 'Ares' from a young age. He lived along with his Mom, brother, and sister on the quieter side of town. He seemed to follow trouble, and it followed him. He went to sleep one day, angry with the world, and woke up with a power unlike any other. He was able to remove emotions, and in return, he was fueled with an anger and fury that the god of war himself must be filled with. Afraid of what might happen to his mom, he ran, only telling his brother what was going on. He told his brother he loved him, gave him a letter to give both him mom and sister, an left. He hasn't seen nor heard of his family since the cold rainy day he forced himself to leave.
Other: He has arrows tattooed on his left forearm, and a Poseiden tattoo on on his right arm.

Cole Harland

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Cole is capable of taking control of the living and the dead, specifically animals but humans as well if pushed hard enough though this can prove extremely dangerous as it causes him to fall unconscious after extended use. He is also capable of healing himself by leeching off the life force of a living organism.

Bio:

Cole is an abomination. His subconscious, a being of rage and malice, has been given life. Most of the time he is able to control it but occasionally in times of great duress Cole's inner evil, what he calls Dread, is capable of taking over. How Cole received this curse is unknown but when it started isn't. Dread's first appearance was when Cole was in his teens. Living with his alcoholic father and little sister Cole's only source of happiness was his sister. As a result when she was killed on her way home from a friend's home Cole was sent into a rage. Turns out his sister was not the only victim of the killer. Other girls had been targeted and Cole found the pattern in his activities. He was only 18 when he found the man who murdered his sister and when he did Dread was revealed. It siphoned the life out of the man and from that day on Cole was never the same. His outlooks on life and people were completely changed. Today Cole is a cynical and almost completely void of empathy.

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Name: John Reynolds
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Height: 6'1
Eye Colours: Left is Brown, Right is like...Bluish Purple
Gift: John can sense when other Gifted make use of their gifts, and can feel the intensity based on how far away he is compared to where the gift was used. For example: he can sense you the moment you use your ability, but he'll have to play the Hot/Cold game to find the spot where you used your gift. He can't actually track you(as in you, yourself, not your gift) unless your gift is constantly in use, or unless you're constantly using your gift.
Bio: John grew up as a fairly normal kid, taking a great liking to video games and movies and books. He enjoyed watching and reading these fantasies, and wished he could be in one himself. But as time went on John realized what an impossible dream that might be, because he began to notice that he was just a nobody. There was nothing truly special about him, and aside from being slightly above average in school - he really didn't do anything else. No sports, no extracurricular activities, no nothing. Just your average Joe...or...John. That is, until his eighteenth birthday; where his right eye changed color and he began to sense these...things. He didn't know what he was feeling, but one day he got curious enough to follow one of these 'feelings', and he came up to a house just as the authorities arrived at the door. He took cover and watched as the house was raided and a girl was taken out...she had mismatched eye colors, just like him! What was happening?! Why did they want her? Was it cause her eyes were different?! John figured they might want to take him away too, and he wanted to run away from here before he was noticed...but...that girl...she needed help. She was struggling and resisting, then suddenly she looked at John and screamed to him for help. His mind seared with an intense sensation, and he recognized it as the 'feeling' he followed over here...but...wait...the men who were capturing her turned and saw him. He panicked and got up to run, but...no...the sensation filled his head...and he felt brave...he had to help, he had to try.

John tried in vain, and was captured. The girl and him were taken and enslaved; John was trained and forced to work as a hunter to find more gifted, and to the best of John's knowledge...the girl was strapped into a chair, forced to incite bravery into the hunters in training.
Other: He's a naturally good tinkerer, and can take apart, put together, or just modify weapons.

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Name: Alyssa "Valkyr" Camden
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Height: 5'9
Eye Colours: Right is a Faded Sky Blue, Left is an Intense Fiery Red
Gift: Natural Selection - When Alyssa is pushed to her natural limit every attribute of her body is increased and intensified to some degree, for as long as she continues to exert herself and even as she's cooling down. This effect can stack three times and cause Alyssa to enter a state of hysteria and rage.

For example, with each stage she gains more stamina, more agility, and more strength, and can take more pain before reaching her limit(quick but risky way to stage up). Her sight, smell, hearing, intelligence, and intuition are also increased; but instead of increasing with each stage like her physical skills, they degrade with each stage achieved. Also, when enraged at stage two or higher; Alyssa will attack anyone she sees if a Gifted target manages to elude her. If Alyssa is isolated at stage three, she has been known to exhibit extremely self-destructive behaviors, such as throwing herself at walls.

She can reach Stage One very easily; by something so simple as receiving an adrenaline rush. Stage Two can only be achieved by having reached Stage One in addition to having exerted herself...which could result from something as simple as receiving a sudden and powerful force that would threaten her survival. Stage Three can only be achieved if she has reached Stage Two and is in a situation where her life is at a serious risk. Each stage can only last a maximum of 2 posts(total maximum of 6 posts for all of the stages combined), and it would take her about a post per stage reached to calm down.



Bio: When Alyssa turned 18, her parents called the hunters and then proceeded to take action themselves. Her dad grabbed a revolver he had kept in the case of a robbery and came to her bedroom. But she felt it coming even before he revealed the gun and took aim. A wave of what felt like adrenaline rushed through her veins, and her just recently acquired heightened senses began to dull. She locked in on her father and the gun he held as he choked out some line of regretful words with tearful eyes, but she wasn't listening. She was stunned by the sensation she felt coursing through her, paralyzed by the sight of her father pointing the gun at her...a single tear ran down her cheek. Her mind was overrun with thoughts and images of hundreds of ways to kill her father, and her body began to quiver. Her father pulled the trigger and fired, the bullet almost instantly drilling through her waist. She screamed, and dropped to her knees and bent over. Another wave crashed through her body, and she trembled and whimpered. Though her sadness was quickly being replaced by anger and rage, her father was overcome with grief as his hands began to shake trying to pull the hammer back to cycle the chamber. Alyssa pressed on her wound, and looked up at her father just as she heard the click of the hammer. Her red eye seemed to burn with animosity, as her normal blue eye seemed to die away. "Alyssa...my beloved daughter...you're turning into a monster...I'm just doing what needs to be done...what's best for us all...I'm doing this out of love..." Her father said as he looked into her eyes, but he hesitated in firing another shot.

Alyssa immediately took that window to pounce on her father, knocking the gun from his hands and unleashing a barrage of ballistic swipes at his face. "YOU SHOT ME YOU FUCKING BASTARD! YOU SHOT YOUR OWN DAUGHTER! YOU DON'T LOVE ME! YOU NEVER HAVE! YOU'VE ALWAYS BEEN AFRAID OF THIS DAY! WELL IT'S HERE NOW! ARE YOU HAPPY?!" Alyssa screamed as she dug her fingernails into her father's face. His screams mixed with hers as he looked up at her daughter with his eyes wide, and she began to growl...quietly at first, but getting progressively louder. She then twisted his head in her hands and snapped her father's neck, grabbing the revolver as she stood up before limping into her parents' bedroom. Alyssa's mother was sitting on the edge of the bed crying, and looked up to see Alyssa pushing the door open with the revolver in her hand and a bloody hole in her waist. "NO! Alyssa...p-please! What...w-what have you done?! You're...you've turned into a...monster..." Her mother cried, but Alyssa would hear none of it...and slowly raised her quivering arm to point the gun at her mother.

The neighbors had by now all run inside and locked their houses, peering through the windows at the Camden household and listening closely to the events that took place. Another gunshot rang out long after the first...questionably long. Many of the neighbors began to panic and call for hunters as well, and beyond all of this mayhem there was one man who smiled. This man was powerful and rich, and a slave-keeper who profited off of lending his Gifted slaves to the hunters. This man was searching for only the most interesting Gifted to make his slaves, and upon hearing about a newly turned Gifted raising so many calls - he put in a call of his own. He wanted Alyssa captured alive...barely. He wanted to "domesticate" her, to train her to work against other gifted. And his wish was carried out...but it came at a steep price.

When the authorities and hunters arrived, Alyssa was staring angrily at her mother's lifeless eyes. But as the sound of footsteps got louder, accompanied with banging and shouting, Alyssa turned and began to growl. "They are all going to burn in hell!" She scowled, and crouched down beside the doorway to her parents' bedroom. The front door flew open with a loud bang and three men entered, each holding a stun baton with handguns in the holsters on their belts. They split up and searched the house, one moving to check Alyssa's bedroom across from her parents' bedroom. The one man saw the body of her father and uttered words of disgust, reaching for his radio. But before the man could turn on his radio Alyssa tackled him to the ground. He managed a cry for help before Alyssa grabbed the back of his head and proceeded to smack his face against the wooden floor of her room. When she decided that the floor wouldn't suffice, she picked the man up and slammed his head against the mirror on her dresser, and then continued to slam his face on the broken glass that now covered the dresser. The two other men had come to the doorway by now, and Alyssa shot the revolver at one of the two men and ruptured his jugular vein, as the other called for backup. Alyssa then held the barrel of the revolver and struck the man she was beating against the dresser in the back of his head, taking the handgun from its holster before letting the body fall to the floor. She walked to the doorway and readied the revolver, shooting the third man in his jaw at point blank while he was radioing for help. But before she could move any further, over ten armed and armored men busted in through every door in the house to surround Alyssa. She fought back and killed several of them as they tried to stun her, but as soon as they switched their tactic to shooting to injure her...Alyssa began to loose. She took two bullets in her leg immediately and fell to the ground, screaming in pain and rage as she fired off the last of the bullets in the handgun she stole to kill one man. Then another shot landed in her leg, and another landed in her shoulder, and another two in her other leg before the last of the men could get close enough to shock her with stun batons. Alyssa's ability to fight back was totally incapacitated just after the fifth shot hit, but the authorities would not take any chances and made sure she was down. They strapped her down onto a stretcher and loaded her in a van, all the while as she screamed and cried. Some of the authorities wanted to kill her now, but the Slave-Keeper threatened to have them killed in return. And so Alyssa was taken away, and once in possession of her master; she was forced to wear a collar with two bracelets and two anklets that would, each of them, deliver a paralyzing shock should she misbehave.

Other: Her nickname "Valkyr" is a reference to(and actually the name of) a berserker-type character in the Free-To-Play game called "Warframe".

Name: Chris Jackson
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Height: 5' 10”
Eye Colors: Brown and Yellow
Gift: Anyone in Chris’s presence (within about six feet) feels a sharp sense of discomfort and a desire to get away from him (this doesn’t apply if there’s a barrier between the two). Anyone who looks at his face immediately gets a headache that gets more and more painful the longer the gaze is held. Additionally, he has a subconscious sense of other people’s unhappiness – he can tell what’s hurting them, and gets a vague idea of how to help.

Bio: Chris was a normal boy in a normal town. His whole life, he’d always been something of a boyscout – he was down-to-earth, gentle, hardworking, and kind. He hated conflict, always tried to be a leader, and did his best to see the good in everyone. Though he may not have been the brightest bulb, he certainly had prospects; on his eighteenth birthday, he was just a few months away from heading off to college and beginning the next stage of his life.

Naturally, that all changed when he woke up that morning with one yellow eye. Suddenly, nobody could stand him – not his friends, not his presence, not his community. People looked at the ceiling, or the floor, never at him, and all fled from him before long.
But that wasn’t all. He found that he could sense other people’s hurts – their aches and fears, things they’d loved and lost. Not only that, but he found he could help them. Sometimes, he knew exactly what to say, or where to look, or what to give to lessen someone’s unhappiness. Of course, as he stayed in his home town, the source of people’s unhappiness more and more frequently was pointed at a single target: him.
He knew exactly what he had to do to help, and he did it: he left without saying goodbye. For four years since then, he has traveled aimlessly, helping where he could, keeping away and out of sight as best as he was able, and avoiding those who would hunt him as long as he can.

Other: Yes, the concept of the character is somewhat based on Cole from Dragon Age. It’s also worth noting that he doesn’t know if the headaches he causes are potentially lethal (they are, but only after a good while of staring).

Name: Natalia "Naddy" Neapein
Age:23
Gender:Female
Height: 5'5
Eye Colours: white(L)/ Black(r)

Gift: Omnidirectional Awareness-Naddy has a heightened awareness. All of her senses work together in perfect unison allowing her to know her to detect everything happening around her. She can feel vibrations in the air and hear a flies wings beat and her mind automatically takes all the information and processes it allowing her to sense everything around her and knowing what is going on. This also gives her a bit of an "intuition" towards people, knowing there heart rates, pulse even sensing changes in their tones of voice. A weakness of it is she can be overwhelmed, to much and she has a sensory overload which can cause seizures and even brain hemorrhaging.

Bio: Naddy is an only child in you typical blue collar family. An ex-con father worked a shitty job with shitty pay, and so did her mother. They made it work though. She grew up listening to her fathers music, mostly old rock, punk, metal. Hell her tenth birthday party was a nine inch nails concert. She also inherited his love of old cars and motorcycles. Spending hours with him on the weekends arms deep in side of a motor. Her first piercing was at 14, tattoo 15 and she has been in love ever since. Needless to say she is a passionate person. Most of her life she was always a bit of a trouble maker, pulling pranks and school and other wise causing minor chaos when ever she could.

On her eightieth birth day she woke up like any other day and went into her kitchen, her parents already at work as there was a birthday card on the table for her. She took a shower the night before so simply got ready and went to school. Most of her friends said they were digging the contacts, which she didn't think anything of cause she did where contacts that changed her eye color a lot. It wasn't until she noticed that well, she noticed everything. She knew what was happening around her at all times, people dropping things, conversations, but she didn't seemed overwhelmed. She was able to pick things out. Later she washed her face and that is when she saw her eyes. One eye pitch black while the other was white. She wasn't sure what was going on as she decided to play it off for now. Soon though she went to a concert for her birthday, everything was fine and she was having a blast. Soon the lights were flashing, loud sounds banging as the crowd started to rage. She it was taking to much and she started to convulse and started to have a seizure. She was taken to the hospital, they couldn't figure out what happened and thought it was an isolated event and she was released a few days later.

It wasn't long after that that their house got visitors. They said they were from the hospital, but she was pretty good at spotting cops, and so was her father. She looked at them and got a weird feeling just knowing something was wrong. So when they searched for her, she was gone. She disappeared into the night and has been on the run not knowing who those people were, or why they were so intrested in her.

Other:She can play guitar, Bass, piano and even toys with drums.

Name: Age: Gender: Height: Eye Colours: Gift: Imaginary Friend.

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