1610:First telescopic observation of the night sky: Discovery of Jupiter's moons, lunar craters and the phases of Venus.
1961: Yuri Gagarin becomes the first man in space, First flight of the famous Apollo program takes place in the same year.
1969: Apollo 11 lands on the moon, Neil Armstrong being the first human being to set foot on it's surface.
1972: The last Apollo mission flies.
1974: First attempt at landing on Mars.
1976: The first martian landing takes place.
1991: Soviet Union is Dissolved.
1997: First operational Rover on another planet lands on Mars.
1998: The International Space Station is sent into orbit to be constructed.
2019: The Icarus program launches it's first mission to attempt to land a man on Mars.
2023: The first man lands on Mars with the success of Icarus-3.
2050: The first colony is founded upon the Moon.
2070: A small colony is started on Mars.
2073: All Nations within the United Nations agree to turn sovereignty over to a senate by mass vote. The United Kingdoms Jason Lorne becomes the first elected President of the United Nations.
2075: 'Armstrong Town' is officially recognized by the United Nations.
2080: Nations flock to join the United Nations as the Red Alliance (China, North Korea, Cuba, Russia, Vietman and some smaller countries) invades South Korea.
2090: The UN and RA try to hold a peace summit, a cease fire is called.
2099: Martian Colony grows to the point of receiving a seat within the UN Senate. This is the first and only seat it will ever hold.
2100: The RA advanced further into South Korea. The UN declares war.
2105: A Nuclear Warhead is fired at the United Kingdom, London is lost.
2106: All out UN Offensive. The RA is disbanded by the end of the year. Main settlement on Mars is renamed to "New London".
2110: The United Nations becomes the primary power on Earth.
2126: World Peace is Declared.
2149: Fresh Air initiative makes the Mars Atmosphere habitable.
2150: New Londons Dome is dismantled.
2151: Gateway a new city on Mars is established, marketed as a primary spaceport.
2152: An exploration team is sent to Jupiters Moon Titan. It is lost with all hands.
2159: Mining operations begin in the Asteroid belt, all ore is processed and refined on Mars.
2165: The Hub is constructed and placed as a refueling point within the belt, second mission to Titan is dubbed a success.
2179: The Lorne Corporation conducts another mission to Titan via Mars in order to establish a research outpost.
2191: Dissent begins to grow on Mars as the working class expands and the economic gap grows.
2198: Protests and Riots begin arguing against the unfair treatment of Mars and her people.
2199: UN-Military presence increases.
2200: Mars shakes for an unknown reason.
Febuary 2200: People begin exhibiting super-human abilities.
March 14th 2200: Roleplay begins.

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The United Security Force, or U.S.F. is the primary military of the United Nations, and consists of ground, air, naval, and spacefaring forces. The USF's primary goal is the protection and security of the UN from internal and external threats, and are a combination of a military and police force. Highly militarized, the USF is the largest armed force in the solar system, and features dozens of specialized divisons within it designed for specific tasks. With advanced technology, training, and numbers, the USF have risen from its once humble position as a protection service for UN officials to a full fledged peacekeeping force.

The Lorne Corporation was established in 2004 in the United Kingdom. It remained small until 2020 where it declared, despite the United Kingdoms lack of interest in space exploration they would be the first people to put a man on the surface of Mars. It wasn't an easy task. Using wealth gained through advances in aeronautical engineering they finally came through on their promise in 2073. Jason Lorne, son of Tiberius Lorne founder of the LC_{Lorne Corporation} became the first man on Mars. That only solidified the LC place on Earth as a powerhouse.

Throughout the late twenty first and early twenty second century the LC began to expand it's horizons and influence into robotics, computing, chemistry, biology and almost every conceivable branch of science. By 2120 every human being on Earth had a computer and internet connection 24/7 thanks to the LC. When the UN began throwing money at companies to try and develop terraforming technologies for Mars the LC jumped at the possibility, as out of Earth based companies, the LC had the largest stake on Mars. Their first initiative was the Ray Shield Protocol however that fell through to be replaced by the Fresh Air Initiative. Based around several spires placed around Mars the concept was that the spires were self sufficient and self monitoring. Using known techniques to heat the planet, releasing gases to create a layer of ozone, the Spires would then activate.

Taking useful materials out of the planet crust the Spires would then use reserves of material to pump out fresh clean air. However one of the first Spires to be dropped on Mars was lost as it failed to slow on entering orbit crashing into the planets surface. The success came in 2149 where the Spire within New London was the first to be activated: as it had been the most difficult as it needed to be erected.

Since then the LC has solidified itself as a powerhouse on Mars, making everything from mining equipment to clothes. While other companies have come and gone the LC focuses on it's expansion with the planned Titan Expedition in the coming years, it has also played a part in the disappearances of the Populance across Mars after the quake of 2200. Though only a handful of personnel know about that.

Lorne Corporation C.E.O: Tiberius Lorne VI
Lorne Corporation Head of Mars Operations: Samantha Jane Lorne

Name: Jason 'Jay' Thompson
Alias: N/A
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Appearance: Jason is a young man of African American descent, standing around the height of 6'1". His physique is rather straightforward - broad shoulders and calloused hands tells of a rough life, and his form, although not bulky, is lean and muscular, and obviously packs a punch. His eyes are a dark gray, almost seemingly grayish-black in different lightings, and they tend to shine a slight silver whenever he stresses his powers to the limits - something he tries to keep to a minimum. Looks and attractiveness is something he gives absolutely no shits about, and tends to keep his hair cut relatively short - he can't exactly grow luxurious locks, now can he? As far as clothing style goes, Jason is pretty simple. Regular t-shirts and jeans, sneakers, and usually some sort of jacket thrown over it, be it a hoodie or collared coat.

Abilities: To keep it straight-forward, Jason harbors the ability of Telekinesis - something that took him by extreme surprise once it began acting up. The textbook definition of 'telekinesis' is the ability to influence/manipulate/move objects/matter with your mind, and at a broad level, this is what Jason can do. With the power of his brain in and of itself, usually punctuated/powered by physical movements, Jason can pull, push, tear, crush, and generally manipulate other matter. This also extends to himself - with only a thought, he can throw his own body, in a controlled manner, through the air, in superhuman jumps, gliding, and even flight - although the constant strain it puts on his mind stops him from prolonged flying, or aerial levitation as it is technically called. Although telekinesis is a very versatile power, Jason has only had it for a short while, and is, thusly, relatively inexperienced with it. The maximum weight he has found that he could life without feeling lightheaded is around the size of a large vehicle, and that was with a while of 'exercising' his powers, sort of like working out a muscle.

With the enhancement to his brain power, Jason has also found himself reacting more sharply to threats, his instincts and reflexes seemingly honed to an inhuman degree. This has been followed by his memory improving signficantly, if not outright photographic.

Skills: Growing up on the streets for most of his life, and not in a very nice neighborhood, Jason has learned a thing or two about fighting. In addition to his natural scrapper skills, and his honed reflexes, Jason has been on-and-off visiting a small, relatively unknown boxing gym, working on his jabs, hooks, and general close-combat prowess. Other than this, he is a naturally smart guy, even if he dropped out of high-school in the middle of his last year. His streetsmarts, common sense, and clever mind is something that has kept him from getting shot up and wasted in his lifetime, and he plans on keeping it that way.

Flaws: To balance out his skills, Jason is not booksmart-savvy. He had relatively nice grades when he attended school, mostly A's and B's, but he had never learned best by studying - he learned by doing and touching - practical things. In addition to this, he was definitely not raised in a rich or pish-posh household, and thus, he does not have the formal etiquette one needs when speaking to political and influential people of higher standards. He doesn't take people talking down to him, and doesn't care about the chain of command - frivolous politics and dick-measuring is something he simply doesn't have time for.

Background: Growing up as a child, 'Mars' was basically 'Earth' to Jason. He never knew his mother, and didn't really care - his father was the only one there for him, and the only person he really cared about.

Sample Post:

Background: February 2172: Born on New London to an American woman and a Japanese man, who was killed in a depressurization accident.
April 2190: Entered UN armed forces
September 2192: First mission
December 2192: Disastrous UN mission traumatizes Yoshihiro, leading him to retire from active service to join Gryphon International Engineering Services Inc become an engineer
March 2193: Promoted
April 2193: Promoted
June 2193: Promoted
July 2193: Attacked by Protester outside New London home, suffering severe spinal injuries and sent into a coma.
February 20 2200: Awakes with new abilities, leaving his hospital bed walking and speaking.
February 29 2200: Kills New London soldier in scuffle, arrested, but broken out by militant resistance called YPRU (Young People Rise Up), joins the group soon after.

Sample Post:

"What even are you?" The soldier sounded afraid, even though his cocky tones seemed to unbalance that. Yoshihiro looked at him, a thin man with a gun, not more than eighteen at most. Yoshihiro felt grossly afraid of himself as the X-ray found the fact that his neck was regenerating it's broken vertebrae. What was he? A monster? His body was growing bone faster than he could feel, was he going to turn into a sideshow attraction? A head the size of a beehive? "The incredible beehead man", the only job he would get would be at the circus, and those were few and far between these days. These days... what day was it? Last thing he remembered was landing on the stairs, a popping in his neck, and then sleep, few dreams, fewer thoughts. Had he been in a coma? When he'd awoke, they'd immediately come over to speak to him, and upon realizing that he was able to walk, the nurse had seemed deathly afraid.

"Calm down, I'm a doctor, there's an explanation to this." The soldier bit his lip. "Is there?" The doctor looked at the X-ray in silence for a few moments, before speaking slowly. "Hell if I can find it." Those words... too familiar, Yoshihiro remembered those words from... that mission. Immediately he began sweating, his heart beating faster and faster, his limbs writhing. "Calm down son! You-" A pained breath left the doctor's mouth as Yoshihiro kicked him in the throat in his writhing, he was unaware, but realized something was wrong, someone had hurt the doctor, someone was coming to kill him! He leapt from the bed, throwing a palm towards the position that the doctor had crouched down from, unfortunately the doctor stood at the same time, and Yoshihiro's palm met the man's chest. He lowered the hand at his throat, and it fell limply to the ground. Yoshihiro felt a wetness on the palm, and a red had began to spread across the doctor's clothes, before he fell, leaving Yoshihiro's arm extended. Hyperventilating, Yoshihiro slowly turned the palm towards his face, and he saw the blade, it came from the middle of his hand, bathed in the doctor's blood. His head turned, horrified to the soldier, who clutched his chest, tears running down his cheeks in fear.

"What... are you?"

Name: Ray Villarreal

Alias: N/A

Age: 32

Gender: Male

Appearance: Ray stands just under six feet tall, his frame muscular and strong like that of a top athlete. His dark brown hair is buzzed short, his face is almost never cleanly shaven, he currently sports a goatee with accompanying stubble. He tends to wear clothing that doesn't make him stick out. Black boots, dark blue jeans, a grey t shirt and a leather jacket one of his more common styles.

Abilities: Ray's only superpower is teleportation. He is only in the most basic stages with the power, able to teleport himself across a room or a few blocks away with relative ease. He is unable to do anything more than that at the current strength of his powers. The act of teleportation is near instantaneous, once he has the location in mind he is able to teleport to it. He is able to teleport through walls, though the thickness of the walls can cause him trouble. A flimsy wooden wall is easy, a military grade steel one is a different story.

If he has his hands around someone, then he is able to teleport them with him, it also applies to objects but only those he can hold in his arms or are on his person. He is still inexperienced with the power and has only teleported from and to floored areas. Teleporting onto a plane, a moving car or into the air itself is not something he has tried and might not end well.

He also retains his speed when teleporting, for example if he teleports out of a car then he still moves as quickly as the car is. It allows him to pack a huge punch but must be careful to avoid inadvertent self harm.

Stress or pain causes problems with the power, as does tiredness or sickness, if he is affected by any of these then his teleportation tends to not be perfect, he could intend to teleport one place and instead go a different one accidentally, or not even move. Using the power too much in a short span causes him headaches, the more usage the more painful they are to him. In extreme cases where he overuses the power this can lead to his death.

Skills:

• His body is in top shape from consistent exercise.
• Trained and skilled in the use of firearms, best with semiautomatic pistols.
• Ray is a talented hand to hand combatant, knowing a few forms of martial arts he learned while in the military.
• Has a tactical mind, often surveys a situation before putting himself into it.

Flaws:

• Ray is as durable as a normal human being, in fact he's entirely a normal man expect for his teleportation power.
• He has a cynical outlook, never fully trusting anyone else. All that really matters to him is himself and his own life. Not the easiest person to get along with and one with not a ton of friends.
• He's a moral nihilist, in other words he doesn't believe in morality. Morals are a societal construct, nothing is inherently wrong or right to him. He does what is right for himself. If it benefits him to do something, he'll do it.
• Ray has been known to use people, when he's done with them he tosses them aside, often faking compassion or friendship while using them. Lying comes easy to him.

Background:
Ray Villarreal was born on earth to a lower middle class family in the state of California, an only child. He didn't have a lot of money growing up, but was not dirt poor. His father was an ex marine, as was his father's father and so on. In other words, it was expected that one day Ray would become a military man. His parents fought a lot growing up, often striking each other out view from their son. His father was a very strict man, one that disciplined Ray harshly, beating him when he acted wrongly.

The young Ray was not much of a student, though he passed all of his classes, he just never cared much for school. He got in with the wrong crowd whilst in high school, partying, doing drugs, drinking, committing petty crimes. Right after finishing high school he enlisted in the Marine Corps, his father pushing him towards it, though Ray was not against it.

While in the military Ray showed talents for such a life, his father had taught him how to use a gun, that part of the training was a breeze. He fit in remarkably well with the mantra, following orders and commands, though not out of a like for them but rather to avoid the consequences of not doing so. It's too bad there was not a war going on, he would have jumped feet first into it. He did his four years of service then was honorably discharged, taking the first flight to Mars that he could, eager for new opportunities on the new world.

Ray arrived on Mars as the dissent on the world began to grow, he landed a job in security for one of the wealthy mining corporations. The occupation paid well enough and with the rising tensions he wasn't often bored while at work. For a few years he held the job until he quit it and entered the less 'official' ways of living. At first it was as a bodyguard, protecting important people against the rising tides of society, then mercenary work as violence become more common.

He didn't pick a side when the UN increased its military presence, anyone that offered him enough money he would align himself with. Ray was a freelancer to the very core, making more money than ever. He would do whatever he needed, killing, robbery, assault, all common deeds. He was passed out when the planet shook, it was unusual to him, but earthquakes were nothing out of the ordinary back home.

He thought nothing of it until he teleported for the first time, unknowingly doing it, disappearing from his apartment into the hallway just outside of it. At first Ray thought that he had been drinking too much and was just hallucinating, then he did it again, consciously. It made him happy to have such a gift, in his line of work it would fit just perfectly, though he is still learning how to use the power and has to be careful.

Sample Post:
The sounds of the city could be heard in the distance as Ray Villarreal walked down the street. A moment ago he was on the furthest outskirts of the city, a few blocks away but even now he was treading alongside the edge of New London's limits. He was in a warehouse district at the latest hours of the day, most of the workers had gone home to their families. He wasn't here for any of them, there was a wanted man he had been sent after, Jack MacAleese, some hotshot gangster who no longer found himself calling the shots. A two-bit drug dealer who thought he mattered. Ray had been tracking the man for days and narrowed down where he liked to hang out and sell his poisons.

Four figures came into his view as he popped around a fence, they hadn't noticed him moving towards them. The empty building behind them provided shade where they could commit the shadiest of deals. As Ray moved closer, in clear view of all four, one of them broke away after a handshake with another, a drug deal had just been made. Ray slowed in his walk, his eyes upon the departing man as he got into his vehicle. The three remaining criminals had their own eyes on Ray, one of them with a smile on his face. He was also the shortest one and the marked man, the two around him were his muscle, it was MacAleese.

"Can I help you, my man? Unless you're asking for directions I think you know what you're here for." MacAleese said as he flashed a cocky smile. He didn't know what Ray was actually here for.

"You made a bad deal a few weeks back, ripped off some very angry people. They want an apology and some reimbursement." Ray replied as he stopped in his step a few feet away from the group. His eyes finally leaving the departed man's vehicle as it sped off. No there would be no witnesses.

"What the hell are you talking about?" The dealer replied. One eyebrow raised, the smile evaporating.

"Carrozza, you made a deal with him, weren't truthful on your end of it. He sent me to find you and convince you." Ray said, as he locked eyes with MacAleese.

"Who are you to be making demands of me, punk? If you can't count, there's three of us and one of you," MacAleese shot back, then popped open his jacket to show that he was packing heat. His two brutes did the same, each of the with handguns. It was to be expected. "Why don't you just back off and leave, I'll forget this happened, you can tell Carrozza that same message. Back off."

"I was told you wouldn't listen to reason. I'm glad, it's more fun doing it my own way." Ray said, a smile appearing on his face before he disappeared. Making use of his recently acquired teleportation ability.

"What the fu-" MacAleese stated as the man had literally just vanished before him. Unless he was some kind of hologram, it didn't make any sense.

Still didn't when he heard the gunshot and the first of his goons dropped to the floor. He turned to find Ray behind the now dead man, his own pistol still raised as he pulled the trigger, taking out MacAleese's second companion. Holograms didn't do that. The drug dealer reached for his own piece, his hand shaking as he did so, Ray noticed the action and once more teleported, leaving the fool there with his gun raised at nothing. Then he felt someone throw a hard kick into his side from behind, right to the kidney which caused him to drop his gun.

"Let's go for a ride." Ray said from behind, taunting the marked man as he placed his hands firmly around him before they both were teleported away. MacAleese now looked down to see a grave dug in front of him, the perfect size for his body. His eyes looked around him, the freak had transported them both away from the city. There was only red dirt around them.

"Come on man, we can work something else. You don't need to do this. I can p-pay you a lot of cash if you let me go." MacAleese said as he felt the cold steel of a gun's barrel press against the back of his head.

"Not as much as it would take for me to spare you." Ray replied with another smile, then fired his pistol, the shot ringing out as MacAleese dropped dead right into his pre-dug grave. The super powered man kicked some dirt onto the corpse, not nearly enough to hide the body. He didn't care about that part, he would be gone by the time they found the dead man.

With another smirk Ray holstered his pistol then teleported once more, this time back towards the city, his head starting to ring from the usage of his powers. It wasn't anything some pills and booze couldn't fix.

Name: Evelyn “Evie” Morris
Alias: n/a
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Appearance: Evie is a young woman, long dark hair, brown eyes. She is 5'4 and slender. She has small hands, but rough from working a sewing machine in the factory and her nails are always short because she bites them. Her clothes are home-made, either by herself or her mother, or something she has stolen from the factory. Her hair needs a good brush, but she never really pays any attention to it. She normally has it tied up or at least pushed back from her face.