Name: Valair Androda
Sex: Male.
Age: 26
Ethnic: British-Chinese.

Appearance: Large is probably what comes to mind first. 6’4 and solid puts Valair right in the bigger than most category. His auburn hair is best described as messy clumps, and his eyes are of a similar coloration.

Personality: Easygoing elegance. Relaxed professional. Contradictory phrases, but apt when it comes to describe Valair. His behaviors and mannerisms are quite lax for the most part, and there is also a confidence within him that allows it. Valair’s hold over his emotions and reactions are also quite impressive since he handles the unexpected and surprises remarkably. For someone who acts carefree, it seems he may actually just control himself very well.

Background/History: A first-generation Canadian, his father met Valair’s mother after moving to Canada from Britain. They were both professionals and as a result he grew up in a rather nice household. Apparently he was real easy to take care even as a toddler, or so he’s been told.

Unsurprisingly, there’s not much to talk about in regards to how Valair grew up. Maybe his household wasn’t as warm as it could have been, but then again it could have been much worse. Sure he felt a bit detached from his parents at a young age with the feeling only intensifying as he grew older, but it was better than hate or abuse that some people had to deal with. Right? It was just that the word love and gestures meant to express it such as hugs felt empty to him with his parents. Maybe leaving him alone with a caretaker for his early childhood years wasn’t the smartest thing… At least he didn’t seem to have problems with making friends or the like!

Aside from that, there’s not too much of note. He managed to get into teaching at a high school a few years before Aurora ripped him from the comfortable lifestyle.

Goal/Desires: Doesn’t feel particularly strongly about returning to his world immediately. Would like to eventually given the dangerous nature of Aurora and how dying would suck.

Powers
Soul Anchor, The Bond that Strengthens: The ability to impart a portion of his soul into another being or object and strengthen both himself and the bonded. While it seems odd that divvying his soul would result in a boon, parts are greater than their sum and what not.

The process itself is very quick and rather instinctive, guided by feeling over thought. The act of severing a bond and retrieving the portion of his soul bonded on the other hand is timely and takes considerable effort and focus for Valair.

As for the effects, it seems that characteristics are naturally amplified and improved with the addition of his soul. The bonded also gains a slight regenerative factor to restore it to optimal conditions as a container. These amplifications/improvements grow over time as the portion adjusts and acclimatizes to its new container. For Valair he gains considerable skill with equipment, or a deep bond with the creature he has chosen to bond with.

Fight or Flight, a QTE: An useful ability that speeds and boosts his perception several times over, and allows his body to react in such a manner for a brief moment. While only involuntarily activated during high stress situations, it’s still nonetheless a powerful and useful boon.

Eye of the Seeker: Allows Valair to see rough location images of someone that he knows from Earth at the cost of tiring himself out physically and mentally.

Equipment/Inventory: A rather nice outfit with jacket, boots, and all. Backpack with a bunch of things for a day of work, but most importantly packed lunch, water bottle, and some snacks. Probably has a zippo in one of his jacket pockets given how many of his acquaintances smoke.

Name: Joel Johnson
Sex: Male
Age: 16
Appearance:
Ethnic: British
Personality: Joel hasn't had much interaction with other people, so he can be socially awkward. His insecurity about his inability to converse with other people as easily as he should be tends to make him hesitate or freeze up. Despite this, he desperately wants to be around other people. Because of this, many write him off as a coward, however he is anything but. Thanks to the words of his brother, his flight or fight response has been permanently changed into a flight or be-badass one. He seems to change completely in a fight, gaining an almost zealous belief in himself and using really ridiculous yet somehow inspiring metaphors.
Background/History: You'd that that hard child labor would be illegal in Britain, well..it is. It's just that some people don't really care about silly things like the law or ethics. Young Joel and his older brother were sold into slavery to work in a coal mine. As horrible and nightmarish as it was, his brother somehow was able to keep up the spirits of everyone around him with words alone. Always so confident with machismo instead of blood in his veins, Joel's older brother gave the poor mine working children hope. That is, until he died, sacrificing himself to save Joel from a cave in. After that, everything went to hell. Joel's brother was a beacon of light and hope in the dark mines, and all the children there blamed Joel for the death of his brother...and eventually, he started to agree with them. In Aurora, he has finally escaped from the coal mines, and it is here where he hopes to find his place in the world.
Goal/Desires: To find a family of his own.
Powers: Fusion; Joel has the ability to fuse objects to himself. The end result can take whatever form he want's it to, so long as it isn't smaller then himself (ie, he can't use this ability to shrink himself). While Fusion with living things is possible, it's risky; as their will can overcome or hinder him. All Fusions are temporary and easily reversible.
--Special Fusion (to be unlocked); Not a separate ability, but the ultimate application of his Fusion power. With this, he is able to Fuse with another sentient being. The end result has the combined power of both Joel, and the other member of the Fusion. Unlike normal Fusion, this kind has a limit; and he is only able to Fuse with one person at a time. Because both have equal control over the body, it become's useless if they aren't working together. Also, since the other person will have access to his Fusion power, they can cancel the Fusion at will just as easily as Joel
Body Alteration (To be unlocked); An offshoot of Fusion. This ability allows Joel to absorb object to alter his body. Unlike Fusion, the absorbed object doesn't become one with him. Rather he gains the ability to grow said object on his body, wherever he wants. Even altering the shape and size in some cases.
Equipment/Inventory: A simple handheld crank drill from his time in the mines.
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Sex: Female
Age: 22
Appearance: Hana stands at 5'3" tall, and her appearance will generally change depending on her powers.
Ethnic: Japanese
Personality: Hana is uncaring and brooding. She has little faith in what people can do. Despite this, she can impart words of wisdom because of her experience at a church. Something in her mind is preventing her from committing suicide or needlessly walking to her death. She is aware that whatever is in her mind is something that she can't let out, which is why she chose death as the only path that she has to take. She is also constantly tired due to her insomnia.


Goal/Desires: Hana simply wants to die.
Powers:

• The Devourer
  • Hana can devour any item/object, so long it is soft (for now). If the object is poisonous, she won't be affected by the poison. As she devours more, her appetite increases. The bigger her appetite is, the harder the substance she can eat. This appetite also has an effect on her mind. As her appetite grows, there becomes a point where she can't control her appetite. This begins her transformation into The Monstrosity. The Monstrosity would be like an Eldritch abomination, but wouldn't drive people to insanity. They'd just feel as if something was wrong with her.
    • The Change
      • As Hana gains the ability to eat durable non-food objects (such as metal), she can change her body into using different resources. An example would be her flesh turning from squishy-human-bits to a hardened chitin. Oddly enough, if she manages to eat a Scion (which doesn't sound delicious), she would be able to turn into a Scion herself. Though, this is temporary and she only gains a slight strength increase (still a fraction of a Scion's power). It does make for a good disguise, though.
    • The Monstrosity
      
      • The Monstrosity is an evolving monster that gains the traits of whatever it eats. The Monstrosity is what prevents Hana from dying before it awakens. So far, its power and appearance is unknown.

• The Survivor
  
  • Whenever Hana is close to death or unconscious and in danger, The Monstrosity takes over Hana's mind. During this state, Hana becomes much stronger and harder to kill. She'll only care about herself, and will actively try to kill anyone who comes close to her.

Equipment/Inventory: Hana was able to only bring rags that she uses as a cloak, some (albeit terrible) clothes and an old Polaroid photo of a church.

Name: Filip De Veen
Sex: Male
Age: 21
Appearance:
Ethnic: Dutch

Personality: Filip is an unpredictable force of nature. One minute he could be friendly and the happiest person in the world than the next he is moody and unsociable. Some people would peg him as Bi-polar but the answer is not so simple as top be classified as a disorder as he just does whatever pleases him. He enjoys the freedom that was given to him by this new world and plans to take full advantage of this new beginning, who knows one day he could be off climbing a mountain and the next he might try and challenge a god to a fight just for laughs.

Background/History: Filip was born into a family of four siblings as the youngest and as such was always slipping under the radar as the favorite child. He was always told by his older brothers and sister that he always got away with more stuff than they did at his age which didn't bother him at all. In fact this just made him feel like he was more special.

Once he got into High school this went all down hill as he realized that he had been spoiled as a child and that was a rough learning experience. He had a habit of getting bullied though this did not stop Filip from doing what he wanted. Some how he survived his high school years if just barely and soon followed the path of his siblings to go to university to learn a trade.

University was another rough part in his life as he did not enjoy schooling at this point and just felt like it was a waste of time. Filip just wanted to be done with university as fast as possible, but in his last year of schooling he was suddenly pulled into the world of Aurora. This new world seemed to hold many possibilities and the fresh start that Filip De Veen was always longing for.

Goal/Desires: The world is his playground and should be enjoyed as such.

Powers:
Animal Persuasion: (Passive) This power allows any animal that Filip to come in contact with to become friendly to a degree depending on how developed the power has become. This could range from a wild horse allowing itself to be ridden without hesitation or a pack of wolves from attacking him while he sleeps in the woods to possible someday being able to ride a dragon without any fuss. Animals just seem to get along with Filip to a certain degree depending on how strong the creature is compared to the level of the power.

Absolute Control: (Unavailable) This takes the power of animal persuasion to the next level as this is an activated ability to over the minds of sentient creatures. This is a powerful ability that is dwelling just underneath the surface waiting to be drawn out by it's user. Who knows maybe some day even the gods themselves will bow their heads to a greater power.

Slightly enhanced strength and agility
(More possibly to develop.)

Equipment/Inventory: Clothes in picture, small hunting knife.

Name: Rena Smith

Sex: Female

Age: 25

Ethnic: American

Personality:
Rena quite honestly could be described as just plain normal, at first glance that is. She cannot be defined as a tomboy per say, but not only is she rather headstrong, she can also be quite stubborn. When it comes to dealing with others Rena prefers to keep matters nice and peaceful, a preference to take the diplomatic approach. Make no mistake she absolutely will not back down from threats or challenges, she will not be pushed around.

Background/History:
A middle class citizen as she had been for her entire life, Rena has lived a very typical childhood... well except for one glaring difference. Rena Smith was a military kid, in fact she wasn't born on the American mainland, but in Germany. Her father was a military man, army, and it was a family decision to keep everyone together, so wherever dad was stationed was where she went. Moving fairly often was a mixed bag, like making new friends was always stressful, but it also offered unique experiences, just having the opportunity to see more of the world.

Around the age of nineteen was when Rena started her college adventure, for the most part she was an average student. Here she pursued a degree in psychology, it started as a general interest in human behavior, but as she went along Rena decided to become a therapist. Unfortunately, mainly due to money issues, she had to abandon these dreams and stopped before finding a graduate school. Having a degree still had its advantages which landed her a secure job as an accountant for one of America's major corporations. It wasn't close to what she wanted to do, but at least it offered a good income.

Modern day Rena was preparing for work, paperwork from the previous night all tidy and filed. A bag lunch was in hand, only baloney sandwich actually... nothing special there, but then... Aurora happened.

Goal/Desires:
Finding a way home is probably on top of the metaphorical to-do list, but otherwise... well Rena doesn't exactly know what she's doing.

Powers:
Philosopher's Hands: This power grants the wielder the ability to basically bend the physical world to their will, and this just doesn't mean reshaping it. Turning mercury to gold is actually possible now, just doing so might not be the most useful, nor the most extreme uses of this power. Now the wielder is still partially constrained by the natural laws, this being equivalent exchange meaning nothing is made from nothing, you know where matter cannot be created or destroyed. Also not everything is free reign such example is an entire planet. At their strongest the wielder can turn ironclad fortresses walls into nothing more than dust, but initially small objects are about all that can be handled; such as candlesticks, cookware, or maybe a tiny section of wall.

Elemental Sense:The wielder is given an innate sixth sense to recognize the basic makeup of any non-magical object. The wielder must physically touch the object in question.

Others to come. Probably

Equipment/Inventory:
Black business suit (with skirt), already-soggy bagged lunch, and a newly useless briefcase filled with financial papers.

Name: Tsukino Rin
Sex: Female
Age: 19
Appearance:
Ethnic: Japanese
Personality: The name Rin was picked aptly for little was left to chance in the making of the woman that Tsukino Rin is. Cold, dignified, severe, these are the first and most obvious traits of Rin. She was raised to be modern royalty, living in luxury though not pampered by it. Hers was a life full of demands and tests. She cannot bear to have nothing to do, always putting her mind and body to some task or the other. She is quite clever, incredibly intelligent though somewhat emotionally stunted. She acts with full propriety, doing her best and more on all tasks required of her while keeping a quiet air of dignity. However... deep cold within herself lies a font of cold, suppressed rage. She's not naturally a bad person, but life has sharpened her to the point of being ruthless and uncaring for most... as well as a bit of a snob. More than anything she chases perfection... while at the same time fearing and hating the one who made her the way she is.
Background/History: Tsukino Rin was born as the daughter of the famous entrepreneur Tsukino Satoshi, a rising star in Japanese business with a great deal of popularity for his good looks and physique. However, his popularity hides some connection to criminal elements as well as a ruthless, incredibly controlling personality. Marrying a beautiful heiress to a more traditional fortune, the man became a dictator of his household, inspiring fear and keeping a rigid control over the going ons of the place... however, when he heard his wife, Miyamoto Junko was pregnant his desire for control boiled over into an obsession with his own offspring. Satoshi made sure Rin had everything she needed to grow up healthy and strong... as well as micromanaging near every aspect of her life since the moment she was born. In her she saw his greatest project, his greatest creation... a chance to mold his own blood and kin into perfection. A girl who was born bright and happy was soon burrowed in responsibilities and expectations, strict teachers and instructors and the worst of all... his own father, the ultimate fear and strictest judge of them all. She was kept apart from her mother as she was nourished in mind and body... endless hours of focused study with punishments for disobedience, gruelling practice and training for her body. She was pushed to her limits, while monitored closely to make sure she never broke. A joyless childhood on which Rin developed a deep hatred for the strict figure of her father... just as much hate as she had fear... and worse yet, the more she hated herself for being so moved and yearning of his approval on the rare occasions where he gave them. For even in this, the man was controlling and manipulating her feelings to better push her to excel. One of her few chances to rebel she found on a gentle young man from her piano lessons... a foreign student who despite her cold exterior kept trying to come closer to her. Michael he was called and after a few rough patches, he became her first true friend... and from him she got a view of the world she didn't know. Of warmth, kindness. He was fond of stories and myths and shared with her lots of them... she didn't care for most of them, but just seeing him so passionate grew an interest in her... made it enjoyable to listen. She began sneaking reading about world mythologies for a while... and those days were among the happiest in her life. It all, of course, ended when the jealous Satoshi finally learned of the influence of one in her life. One day, Michael just stopped coming to lessons, his phone wouldn't pick up... and upon digging, she learned his family left the country on some scandal and rumors of crime. That was one of the breaking points for Rin... and her hysteria as she confronted her father was one of the greatest she faced in her life. It was also one of the few times her father hurt her physically as a punishment instead of redoubling the intensity of her training. Two years passed since that moment and Rin kept living her life as her father's puppet all the while resenting the position... what happened with Michael only reinforcing her disgust even as she kept competing for the top scores academically, being signed up for physical competitions. Being made a trophy chasing trophy child... so much that her resentment boiled over into a plea to be made free...
Goal/Desires: Perfection. Freedom. Power.
Powers:
Chaser of Perfection: Rin is one that has been molded with discipline and training her entire life. While she was gifted in smarts and healthy in body, that didn't amount to as much as she had to train herself and make a constant effort to be better. She's intimately familiar with failure, having crashed against it over and over again until she could overcome the obstacles in her path. She admired the heroes of legends, those figures that rose over their peers and the greatest of foes by their innate gifts and training, becoming epitomes of humanity... and in such fantasies, also lie her few happy dreams. She wishes only for a strong body and a strong mind to chase after greater heights.
Perfection of Body: Rin comes into this new world with a fit and athletic body for a young woman her age... and upon it she cast the wish for it to grow and adapt, to learn what she needs in order to become stronger... to not be bound by physical limits. Upon reaching the new world, Rin's body will be improved in strength, agility and endurance, as well as granting it the ability to grow in power and memorize techniques faster than it would be normal. The ability she notices also comes with a light shapeshifting effect... by concentrating on her appearance for a few minutes she can make small changes upon herself, such as her features, color of eyes, skin and the like, though these are superficial ones.
Perfection of Mind: Rin was a smart girl before... top of her class, disciplined and clever. Upon coming onto this world, however, she takes it up a notch, gaining a near photographic memory and more importantly, the capacity for heightened learning and understanding, able to by logic learn how things work by observing them. To her surprise, she gains the first inklings of magic understanding merely by being in a world with magic, obtaining the capacity to do some minor magic immediately upon getting there such as telekinesis up to a few pounds, making small lights appear, detection of magic and even flinging a projectile of energy with roughly the strength of a powerful blow.
Equipment/Inventory: The clothes she was wearing, a cellphone and a credit card. Also a pretty silver necklace her father bought but that her mother picked.

"Just lame it out, I don't see what you mean."

Name: Arimax "Max" Johnson

Sex: Male

Age: 29

Appearance: Not imposingly tall at 6' but sports an impressive build. Typically wears light, casual clothes and has multiple body piercings.

Ethnicity: American

Personality: Ambitious: a driven and motivated being seeking fame. He strives to be remembered as a great individual through his actions and firmly cemented into the history of this world. He can be callous and insensitive at times, but he doesn't mean to put others down, intending only to offer helpful -if rather blunt- criticism. To achieve his goal he is competitive, working hard to set things his way but always striving to keep the playing field fair. Bullheaded and set in his ways, he has a tendency to but heads with other strong willed individuals.

Background/History:
Born into a well-to-do family in the suburbs of a sprawling metropolis of New York. As the first child of 5 brothers much was expected of him and took it upon himself to live up to those expectations. He worked diligently in school and signed onto many of his schools' clubs but was never outstanding in either academics or sports. It wasn't until freshman year highschool when he became involved in a local mixed martial arts club becoming enamored with the sport. While his parents where disappointed in him setting aside academia to become a professional fighter they nonetheless supported his choice. Owning an impressive record and being an up and coming rookie in his weight-class he was on the path to fame. On the ride over to an upcoming championship bout he was transported to Aurora. He felt cheated at first, but resolved to show this world he was not a man to be fucked with.

Goal/Desires: Greatness, fame, fortune.

Powers:

Brawler's Fury This world wanted to rob him of his glory, he'll have none of that. They'll have to bleed him dry to get an inch, and every step they cede will cost them a mile. His body is hardened able to brush aside even the mightiest physical blows and may yet be trained to resist greater weapons.

Tempered Rage Warriors never went to battle without their weapons, Max has his on him at all times. His ambitions forged into his hands giving him the strength to crush bone and rock. He strives to wield these weapons with greater potency.

Unbound Resolve A beast cornered is still a beast, it takes the will of man to achieve greater heights. At his breaking point, he doesn't. He musters himself and projects his powers to a greater extent. But alas, man is not meant to be unbreakable. Even fortresses crumble, as too must Arimax becoming comatose for 24 hours into his natural human capabilities as his body rebuilds.

Equipment/Inventory:

-Lighter and Pack of smokes
-Padded finger-less MMA gloves
-Clothes as pictured
-Pa's lucky pin.

Name: Tamaki Asagami

Sex: Female

Age: 18

Appearance: "I wonder if there's treasure around..."

Ethnic: Japanese

Personality: Tamaki is a cheerful gal who goes about being dynamic and bombastic, often times puttering around with what seems like limitless amounts of energy. She is direct and to the point, often lacking in anything known as subtlety due to her blunt honesty. She is also stubborn- not giving up on something when she put her mind to work on it, though she's not inflexible in her way of thinking and is of very broad mind and thinking. The girl also tends to have an extremely creative mind that is fertile enough to support a wide variety of daydreams and strange imaginings, essentially making her a cloud cuckoolander.

Background/History: A student in her final year of high school, Tamaki is one of those weirdoes that regular Japanese society doesn't get too much of often in real life. Her behavior was utterly at odds with Japanese decorum, being direct instead of subtle and loud instead of quiet. She was also extremely tomboyish and rather unfeminine, having even beaten the entire male student body in terms of athleticism and outperforming them in sports and martial arts. As such, she was known as "The Real Life Anime Character" and kept at arms length by her fellow peers for not conforming to the norms and being the nail that stuck out. Still, this didn't really stop her and the girl went about her life with the same zeal as before, not minding that she was shunned except for lamenting how boring everything was in a world where people weren't allowed to be as emotinonal and carefree as she. Naturally this longing for "excitement" led to her being dragged into a totally different world that seemed almost tailor made for her expectations...

Goal/Desires: Tamaki simply wants to be rich and successful... by completely honest means and hard work. She also wants fun and exciting adventures.

Powers: Full of Life, Body and Mind in One Accord- Tamaki is so energetic that this very quality led to her being able to achieve the equivalent of gaining Ki, or "Life Energy", that is found in various fictional media. Using this inner power, Tamaki enhances her own body to achieve greater reaction times, physical strength, bodily endurance, and movement speed. Combined with Tamaki's knowledge of various martial arts, this essentially turns her into a fighting game character in all but name. At the moment, she has only gained the ability to buff herself up slightly from her regular limits. In the future after long, grueling time spent on training herself both mentally and physically, she'd be able to do things like wall run, hop across tree branches, dash against water, climb up smooth surfaces, hide her presence, poke pressure points, aerial juggle, double jump, exude killing intent, utilize Ki externally, and so on.

Equipment/Inventory: Tamaki's Homemade Cosplay Outfit, a bag full of purchased bentos and beverages, and a sizable stack of doujins.

"Gotta keep my heart beating, after all."
Name: Darius Jacks
Sex: Male
Age: 17
Appearance: Darius stands at 6’2, with brown hair, brown eyes, and a freckled face. His hands are callused and his body is well-built, especially his arms. He has never lost a competition of strength within his age group before.
Ethnicity: American-Canadian
Personality: Darius is hard-working but not driven. He’s focused, but he’s not ambitious. He’s smart, but he’s not studious. He has all the qualities of a good employee and student, but he doesn’t have the drive that his peers, even the inferior ones, have. He has no idea what he’s doing half the time, and spends the other half with his head in the clouds. He’s neither a picky eater nor a glutton, and his sheer ambivalence with everything highlights the fact that Darius has no likes or dislikes. He’s a product of a world where everything can be accessed with a Google search, where every necessity of life can be gotten with a phone.

He’s just someone who wants to kill time.

At least, that’s what he thought he was.

Background/History: Darius lived in America, in a middle-class family. His father was in construction, and his mother was a nurse working evening shifts. He was left alone for most of his life, with his parents encouraging him to find his own passions and pursue them. But Darius was pretentious back then, and thought that there was nothing worth his while. His life before elementary school consisted of watching TV documentaries and YT videos.

In Armstrong Elementary School, Darius realized that he was, indeed, a rather kingly figure. He was taller than most of the boys in class, and excelled both in academics and physical education…and promptly thought of those things as pointless as well. Daydreaming through most of his classes, he still managed to pass his classes with flying colors, whilst gaining the admiration of his peers as some sort of genius athlete. He wasn’t. He was just taller and stronger than the rest of them. And god, he was bored as fuck.

It was in Ravenwood High School that Darius got his first taste of something that killed his boredom: Kir Niwa. A dude who looked more like a lady, Kir was a badass fencing champion, and after a rough start in which the two of them got into an ‘accident’ during physical education, they became some sort of friend. The first two years of high school was fun because of that, and for once, Darius thought that he was having fun.

Then he had to move to Canada because his father got a new job as the manager for a logging company, and the dream was dead.

From then on, Darius continued his decadent life, going to a school full of boring individuals and doing part-time at his father’s lumber company, cutting down trees for money. Pure suffering, really.

Goal/Desires: An entertaining challenge that would ignite the passions within him.

Powers:
Radiant Eclipse – Who knows what that is? I honestly can’t even begin to guess.

Lightburst - What does this even mean? Google doesn't give me anything useful.

Photosynthesis – Darius gains power from light, regardless of how weak or feeble it is. Obviously, he gets more energy from direct sunlight than firelight, but his absorption abilities are potent enough that he can even gather energy from moonlight. His physical abilities are increased in accordance to the amount of light energy he has stored, and are expended whenever he performs a superhuman feat. He can also substitute food and water for light energy, meaning that, no, Darius doesn’t really actually have to eat, sleep, or shit.

Equipment/Inventory: When Darius was transported to Aurora, he was at home, watching TV. Essentially, he came to the world with nothing by his clothes. Not even shoes. Which sorta sucks, but it’s not that bad.

But hey, hard mode is fun.

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Name: Dominic Harris

Sex: Male

Age: 21

Appearance:

He is about six foot four inches tall

Ethnic: American Caucasian

Personality: Dominics personality is a bit of a mixing pot of stuff. Take three parts headstrong with a dash of stubborn, mix it in with a large tablespoon of self motivated and spread evenly over a sheet of short temper. Bake the ingredients in an oven of fighter's spirit until it gets tired of waiting around and busts out on its own. The finished product will be Dominic, a young man who only whats to do what he can while he has the ability to do it.

Background/History: There isn't much said by Dominic about his past, as he doesn't necessarily find a reason to bring it up. If anyone was lucky enough to earn his trust however, they would learn just how humble his beginnings were;

Dominic was born into a poor household where his parents had to work double sometimes even triple shifts just to try and make the mortgage. Dominic did everything he could to help, but his parents told him that they would rather see him make it through school than work a job. His below second class home didn't make his social life any easier, people seeing him as no fun since he couldn't ever really go out anywhere. This meant he would spend a majority of his time after school wandering around his small town, trying to find something to do to keep his young mind occupied. One day as he was walking, a group of about four or five boys from his school followed him, yelling jeers at him and berating him for being a "no class citizen". He tried running from them, and they gave chase, cornering him in the local junkyard where they proceeded to mug him, calling him no good trash and that this dump was his real home. They left him bleeding and crying, curled up as it began to rain, cursing himself for not being strong enough to fight them. Whether it was fate or sheer dumb luck, a gem within the garbage caught his eye, an old training bag that was in surprisingly good condition. That afternoon he carried that bag all the way to his home, where his dad helped him find a place to hang it up. From the day he landed his first hit on that bag, Dominic swore to himself he would no longer let himself be seen as weak, that just because he came from humble beginnings, he could come out on top of any challenge thrown at him. Upon his arrival to Aurora, he set out to make his new beginning, his best.

Goal/Desires: To truly feel he has shown the world that it doesn't matter where you came from to be the best.

Powers: Power over the element Earth: The only thing as stubborn and hard to move as Dominic would have to be a boulder. He can utilize the earth to aid in his physical abilities, helping him greatly in a fight. His affinity with the element only improves every time he trains. His power lies in his will and emotions, the stronger he feels, the stronger he becomes. But with power comes the know how to control it. As of now, he does not know the full extent of his power, or if earth is even the only element he can control. The most he can do at the moment is raising stones to attack or defend, and form stone gauntlets over his arms to aid in fights.

Enhanced strength and durability: His will aids in more than just his elemental abilities, as he also possesses near superhuman strength, capable of lifting up to the weight of a small car (roughly a ton give or take). On top of that, he physical body is better suited to the physical punishment of fighting, though he must be careful as he can still suffer broken bones and many other injuries, he isnt indestructible.

Equipment/Inventory: A hunting knife given to him by his dad, the clothes on his back, and his favorite pair of training gloves.

Name: Shill

Sex: Female, doesn’t mind being mistaken for a boy though.

Age: 18

Appearance: Shill isn’t too tall, standing around 5’4, with an athletic build from a life of movement. She keeps her hair short, and only recently began to dye it from its original black to various other colors. Her eyes are a cheerful green, always alight with wonder and curiosity. Normally she keeps her clothes simple, with her staple being a violet scarf that never seems to leave her neck. Recently however she’s begun to don pieces of boiled leather armor, mostly around her forearms, shoulders and legs, to cement her adventurer status.

Ethnic: Irish/Italian

Personality: Shill is easy to excite and easy to befriend. She’d love to sit down and have a nice meal with just about anyone, and would certainly rather talk than fight. When she does fight however, she fights as herself. There is no façade, there is no vanishing of emotions, even in the heat of conflict she can’t bring herself to hate someone. Which leads into her “rule” so to speak. Though she wants to label herself a hero, she’s fairly confident she could never bring herself to kill a villain, or anyone really. To her there is no finality to death, killing creates more problems than it solves, not to mention the emotional toll it would have on her to take a life. So she avoids conflict when she can, but that doesn’t mean she’ll hesitate to settle a heated matter in the most civil way possible.

Background/History: In truth, Shill doesn’t remember much of her life before arriving in Aurora. What she gets are flashes; roving caravans and drifters settled around a fire at night and bits of songs often pervade her dreams.
That being said, she isn’t overly bothered by the situation, and rarely even thinks about it. Her focus is usually taken by the wonders of the world around her, and while she may not remember the place she came from, she knows it could never have been something quite so grand. So she worries about where she’ll go and who she’ll help next, excited for the adventures awaiting her in the world.

Goal/Desires: To help others, good or bad.

Powers:
—Flicker---(active)
Shill can momentarily vanish. Not merely become invisible, but quite literally disappear from the physical world. She retains her sense of space whilst gone, meaning that when she reappears she won’t be disoriented unless something had happened to the environment during her absence. At the present time, Shill can only “flicker” out of existence, vanishing for mere a blink before returning to the world.

—Warrior Spirit—(Passive)
While not an active ability, it does act as Shill’s primary in battle. The longer a fight lasts, the more her determination grows, gradually increasing her strength and stamina. It’s easy enough to tell when the ability kicks into gear, as her green eyes will slowly lose their color.

Note: Shill rarely utilizes Flicker, and in fact often actively avoids situations in which she may be required to use it. As such, her experience with the ability and the extents of what it can do are severely limited.

Equipment/Inventory: Standard clothes, no wallet, a pocket-watch that never seems to tell the right time, and a sword.


The sword in question. Shill is quite sure she didn’t bring it with her when she arrived, but it was there when she woke up and has been with her ever since. The blade itself is roughly the length of her arm, and not much thicker. While its sides are sharp, the tip is flat and dulled. The handle section is separate from the rest of the sword, allowing the blade to rotate at will. It is most often kept sheathed and attached to her hip.

Name: Chloe Richards
Nickname: Chimera
Sex: Female
Age: 27
Ethnic: English

Appearance:
Chloe is mostly an average young woman, standing at 170 centimetres, a pear shaped body, and long raven coloured hair. She’s by no means unattractive, but neither is she extraordinarily pretty. Her skin is lightly tanned from staying outside on summer days, and stretched taught across an athletic body. Her eyes are a deep brown, and seemingly alight with energy at all times. Beneath them are a rather ordinary nose, under which again is a pair of full, red lips, with a natural pucker.

As is a given with a pear shaped body, her hips are wide, while her chest is lacking. Muscles are defined on just about every inch of her body, though not so much as to give her the appearance of a bodybuilder, or anything of the like. More than anything her body is similar to that of a female fitness guru—which she incidentally is.

Personality:
Kind, energetic, with a small penchant for more “hands-on” approaches. Chloe is by no means ill spirited, nor is she naive or childish. She behaves like an adult at most times, trying to think things over as best she can. At the same time she is easygoing and friendly to those she meets—provided they do not show ill intent towards her—and is willing to talk more often than not.

She’s something of a master when it comes to discipline, so while she was known among friends to be incredibly curious, that trait only really comes to light in the event that something so alien as to be mind boggling appears, or happens nearby. Otherwise she seemingly manages to keep her curiosity to herself.

Background
Chloe’s life before coming to Aurora has been a rather quiet affair. Nothing extraordinary or fantastic. She grew up as any other girl, playing with dolls and wearing dresses; playing princess, and wishing for the white knight on his mighty steed. She was as any other girl as a child, though that changed slightly the older she become. On her way home from school she came by a center for multiple types of physical training, be it simple fitness or martial arts. It was in the very beginning of her teens that she started gaining serious interest in the various methods of training.

It wasn’t long before she started training herself, starting off with gymnastics. A few years passed with that before she continued on to other sports; simple fitness and swordsmanship, the latter of which being one which had been of significant interest to her. The way the people she had watched train moved, how they swung their swords; parried and struck. It had a sort of hypnotic beauty to it, and it sparked a desire to learn how to do so herself.

The years of her life passed by. She completed school, went onto college and finished that with as average results as they come. Academics were not her focus, as she had already decided what she wanted to become. At this point in time almost half of her life had been spent with physical exertions, first as a gymnast, then as a swordsman and a simple fitness. In her years of training she had not only built up her body’s strength, but also her reputation and skill set. She soon started as a fitness instructor, earning a more than decent pay, surprising even herself and her parents with just how much, she got out of what started as nothing but a hobby.

Her life continued as such for a handful of years until, on a fateful day in her 27th year, she found herself in a different world than she had been in before. If she didn’t know better she would have guessed that her front door had suddenly turned into the door to Narnia. q

Goal/Desires: A way back home. In the event that such isn’t possible; to carve a life out for herself in this world.

Powers:
Chimera

Chloe’s powers are simple, yet complex. She is capable of taking on a form that is half human half animal; her strengths and weaknesses changing depending on the shape. So far she has two shapes:

• Cat
  • Be it tiger, lion, leopard, etc, the common theme of the Cat Shape is extreme speed and agility, coupled with enhanced physical strength. In this shape the lower half of her body is that of a cat, including clawed paws and tail. Her eyes become slitted and her canines grow significantly longer and pointier. Additionally her human ears are replaced by cat ears.
• Dragon
  • The Dragon is categorized by immense strength, durability, and an increase to her physical size (roughly 30% extra body mass). Like in her cat shape she stands in digitigrade legs, feet ending in a set of paws with massive claws. The majority of her body is covered in scales, and her fingers becomes tipped with powerful claws as well. From her back sprouts a pair of wings and a long, thick tail. Though she has yet to learn how to fly with them she is capable of simple gliding. In this form her speed and agility is lessened in favour of raw power.
• Kirin [Locked] (appearance WIP)
  • Unlike her previous forms, the Kirin is not focused on physical prowess or combat, but rather a type of magic. As a Kirin she is capable of utilizing powerful telekinetic magic, and some limited telepathy which can grant her control (or simple influence to begin with) over lesser creatures: Critters, beasts, etc. She doesn't gain gain an increase in physical strength in this form, but grows another set of apendages which contain any increase in physical prowess. In her Kirin Shape, Chloe, like any other dragon, is covered in scales on some parts of her body; specifically her lower arms and hands. From the tip of her fingers to her elbow, her arms are covered in scales the colour of smudgy brown and purple. As opposed to her Draconic form, however, she doesn't gain claws, but instead grow something of a mix between claws and nails: Thicker than nails, and several centimetres long, the same colour as the scales. Her eyes become a solid amethyst colour without pupils, and her skin changes to have a blue hue to it. On a final note, a pair of wing-like appendages consisting only of what seems to be a skeletal structure--though seemingly covered in a mix of scale and chitin--grow from the middle of her back. They are large enough that she can lift her feet a good metre and a half from the ground by using them to support herself, and is where her physical strength is centered; they are incredibly powerful, capable of tearing through wood, and even possibly bending thick metal plates.
    
    Additionally, scales cover her chest, and waist down to her hips, leaving her belly exposed, as well as her back, except for the immediate area around where her wing-appendages grow from.

Equipment/Inventory:
An Ulfberht sword she had made for her a few years back, specifically designed to be used for combat.
Her clothes, consisting of a pair of yoga pants, tanktop, and a simple jacket.

[c]Name: Kevin Hawk
Sex: Male
Age: 22
Appearance:
NOTE: Weapons not included, obviously.




Ethnic: American

Personality: He is for the most part a calm and observant individual. Despite that, however, there are somes things that can easily excite him, and others that can ruin his mood. He is one to take care of the friend he makes, and enjoys being around them. It is when he is defending you that you know he is a reliable friend you can count on, through think or thin. He does, notably, have a strong sense of right and wrong, with the bravery to match.

Background/History:
Kevin grew up in the country, but not so far out as to be assumed a farmer. To be more presice, he lived in a moderately sized town that didn't have a lot to say about it, but neither did it have little. A large part of his family, and by that I mean just about half, was military, the entirety of his mother's side aside from her. The other half of the family, well, was average, a few of them were in the military,some in sports, all walks of life essentially.

...

Other than that, there's not much to say. Due to the influnce on his mother when she grew up, he was raised to be healthy and athletic, him and his two siblings. He partook in sports in school and graduated close to the upper part of his class. He moved out and struck out on his own, living in an apartment paid for with the money he earned from odd jobs and the like. He thought of persuing more education, but he had stuck himself in a slump that would take time to get out of. Then things changed, suddenly, while he was watching TV.

Goal/Desires: Has none for now, as he can't think of on- "Is that a dragon?" *sigh*

Powers:
-Dracomancy- This essentially gives one the abilities of a dragon and the ability to turn into on. A resistance to the elements, especially fire, and more stamina, endurance, strength, and the like. The ability to fully change into a dragon, or add/change different parts of the body into that of a dragon. At first is incapable of fully changing into a dragon.

-Elementalist- As it sounds, the ability to control the elements, a form of magic. For now he can only control the base elements, being air, water, fire, earth, but can later control wood(flora) and the like. Regarding how powerful his control is at first, he is only able to launch a rock the size of his fist or release a gust of wind that is only stong enough to blow around hair.

-Friend of Dragons- Is able to speak to and understand dragon, able to befriend them and have them as allies. Hostile dragons have difficulty attacking him on sight and are more likely to speak with him.

Equipment/Inventory: Literally nothing but the clothes he has on, a pair of goggles, and a bag of candy.[/c]

Name: Erich Cline

Sex: Male

Age: 45

Appearance: Erich looks aged well beyond his years, scars line his face from his many fights through-out his life. A rough over-all appearace. He has dark silver hair that juts out over his face and blue eyes.

His bracer covers the entireity of his right forearm. He wears a white tank top, lab-coat, loose grey pants, and tennis shoes.

Ethnic: American

Personality: Certifiable. During his days on Earth he was a crazed inventor, inventing weapons of advanced mass destruction.

Background/History: Ever since he was a kid it was quite clear he wasn't normal or even sane. He would get into fights over the smallest of things, some things that didn't even happen.

At the age of 16 he was committed to a psych ward after beating several of his classmates to near death and killing one after his 'invisible' friend named John was insulted.

Of course, insane does not immediately mean he was stupid. He recognized his mistakes, and kept things to a minimum. He showed massive improvement with therapy, or so he'd have you believe. At age 30 he was released, at age 34 he began his conquest of invention.

Some failed, some quite literally exploded in his face. Others excelled.
His first highly successful invention he finished was his laptop.

Think Alienware 2.0. His laptop, which he dubbed John over his 'invisible friend' housed an insane amount of processing power to aide in his work.

During his inventing he was suddenly sucked away to Aurora, but not before finishing his latest weapon design...which didn't survive the trip. Luckily he had the design.

In this strange new world his powers were only enhanced further, and he could feel them growing more as time progressed...

Goals: A hostile takeover after backstabbing literally everyone of course.

Powers:

Techomancer: Akin to his already superior intelligence he found shortly after arrving he could bend the primitive machinery and parts to his will. Creating weapons, machinery, and ammunition with sufficient ease. This ability is also what allows him to keep his laptop powered and his machinery powered. No batteries required.

Technolord(Locked): His power grows...he is now able to make the most complicated and powerful designs out of the most simple and pitiful scraps he can find, able to hack into a Scion's mainframe for a short time after a short process of waiting and take control over them for a while.

You think it, he makes it.

Gear:

[John]

His first successful invention, his laptop John. Nigh indestructible and housing a insane amount of processing power. It holds all of his designs and aides him in making and creating more quickly.

[Ryfle]

A custom made high powered rifle, able to use most anything ammunition. It was also the invention he was holding prior to his...all expenses paid vacation.

Now simply a design until he can re-build it.

[1x Apple juice pouch]

In one of the pockets in his lab coat, almost got smashed. Probably going sour..

Afforementioned clothes, see appearance.