[Center][H1]The Agency[/h1] [i] All for one. One for all.[/i][/center] [B]The one[/b] [hider=Sygma]Quote: "There is only one thing to know everything about you. I am going... to smoke you..." Name: Sygma Age: 36 Species: Human Gender: Male Sex Preference: Hetero Height: 6'2 Weight: 180 Physical appearance: [URL=http://s32.photobucket.com/user/Psycho_Blaze/media/in_the_dark_side_of_the_court_by_orpheelin-d6hc64v_1.jpg.html][IMG]http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d17/Psycho_Blaze/in_the_dark_side_of_the_court_by_orpheelin-d6hc64v_1.jpg[/IMG][/URL] Apparel: He wears a Agency jump suite with its tactical equipment. Vest, bag of necessaries, gun holster, boots and several other minor utilities. Personality: Laid back. Enjoys death metal. A resourceful individual who is care free but responsible enough to lead a team. Occupation: Agency Team Leader ATL Faction: Agency Exp: His combat training has been completed for several years and he enlisted within the Agency at 23. He now has experienced many battles of the supernatural kind. Although he has no known abilities he is tiered with the highest Agency members. His skills with a dagger and pistol is one of the best in the known world of mankind. As he has needed it to defeat creatures no normal man would be able to defeat. He has suffered many wounds however and is hardened in battle. Spells: none Abilities/Powers: none Hindrances: He has no specific hindrances. Unknown Weaknesses: He has a weakness to helping others and will risk himself in order to do so. He has no powers and yet is fearless putting himself in harms way even more so. Weapons: A medium sized hunting dagger and a Desert eagle. History: Growing up in Portugal Sygma had a relatively normal life. Immediately after highschool he joined the military and rose in rank over the years. Soon he was recognized and was asked to join the Agency. He first was a front man. Someone to make the Agency seem normal and legitimize its standing. But he later found out about it through his time working with them and was promoted within their ranks. He has led many different teams with varying degrees of success. He has now been assigned this team and the mission of uncovering the portal. Trivia: He is the only normal human within the Agency who is okay to go on missions of high importance.[/hider] [B]The All[/b] [hider=Alan Johnes] Quote: [i]"Cope with it, kid..."[/i], [i]"Quit it..."[/i], [i]"I told you so..."[/i] Name: Alan Johnes Age: 43 Species: Human Blood%: 100% Human Gender: Male Sex Preference: Casually Hetero, but with his level-headidness on everything, he seems like an asexual. Height: 176 cm (1,76m) Weight: 75 kg Physical appearance: [hider=My Hider][img]http://i.imgur.com/mjiZAus.png[/img][/hider] Alan is in top shape for his age. His body is well-built, with sword and bullet scars on his arms and torso, received from battle simulations and extensive training sessions. He is marked with a tattoo on his right wrist with the phrase "Acta Non Verba(Deeds, not words)". Alan dons a goatee, which, along with his hair, is totally white. He misses an eye, because of a mission. He has the typical wrinkles for a man of his age, but he is considered charming, as one would say. Apparel: Impact-absorbing armor, composed of body armor, gloves and boots. The armor is made from highly-advanced, synthetic polymers, which make the armor bulletproof and resistant (to a degree) to physical damage. The armor is NOT Heat or Cold Resistant and NOT Spell-Resistant. No headgear. Wears an eyepatch Vehicle: None. Personality: Alan has, despite the environment he grew up, many redeeming qualities, most of them coming from experience. Patient and collected, he is usually the last man to speak in a conversation, wanting to listen the opinions of others first, so he can make fair judgements. He is usually honest, knowing that a painful truth will help someone more than a well-thought lie. A good listener, Alan is always available to listen to someone's problem and help out as long as he is capable of doing so. However, Alan is not opening out to others easily and his fundamendal principle is to not trust anyone, mainly due to his line of work. His hobbies inlude reading and training to keep in shape. Occupation: Special agent of the secret agency. Also participated in other agencies' missions. Faction: None Pet: None Adv. App.: None Exp: Blade Specialist. Alan is an expert on any kind of sword. He received training from the Headquarters of the secret agency from a very young age. His blades or not, only one word can describe him...lethal. Up to this point, not a single human target escaped Alan's sword. Spells: None Abilities/Powers: Bio-engineering: [B]Lesser Accelerated Healing Factor[/B]: Alan can instatly heal from minor wounds and he can recover from lethal injuries within days, as long as he doesn't die. [B]Keen Senses[/B]: Alan's senses are more than an ordinary human could ever achieve. His eyesight and hearing have perceptive qualites second to none (human). His reaction time is good enough to dodge bullets and avoid hits from even the highest trained personel in the agency. Hindrances: First of all, he is 100% human. That means, he dies, simple as that. Second, without his weapons, although proficient, Alan cannot fight against the threats of Protogonos. Third, his lack of experience first hand about what he is about to face could prove fatal, but, on the other hand, being too cautious could also prove lethal, since he has to be constantly on his feet. Unknown Weaknesses: Using mind-affecting spells to relive past memories could cause severe trauma to him. Some poisons could also affect him more than normal, due to his altered biology (I leave the second one to the GM's descretion) Weapons: A specially crafted katana. The katana Alan wields is synthesized from an unknown to the rest of the world alloy, making it unbreakable (as far as the agency believes) and capable of cutting even the hardest of known alloys. History: Alan's brief history could be summed in two words. Genetic experiment. He is the result of a combination of many experiments on bio-engineering and genetic enhancements, along with selective breeding between former guinea pigs. After many years, Alan came out on top as the biggest success of the agency. An enhanced human, with abilites unparalleled to his kind. Starting from as soon as he could remember, Alan's life was consisting of strictly three things: Extensive physical training regimes, lessons on tactics and strategies and polishing all the skills an assassin would need. At age 15, Alan decided to put his knowledge to use and escape the agency, so he could see the life outside of it, with success. He managed to sneak out of the agency and run away. After 3 years spent running, he evacuated to the countryside, in an isolated village, where he met Sarah, the teacher of the village. It was with her, that he developed a passion for reading, that he eventually came to understand others' feelings, but, more importantly, he learned about love. Eventually he and Sarah married, but, aged 26 now, Alan lived a tragedy. He returned, only to see the village burnt, the citizens all dead and the only building still intact being the school. Arriving there, members of the agency had Sarah and the children captives. Pleading to spare their lives, Alan agreed to return to the Agency, but, as a reminder, the members of the agency killed every single one of the children and took Sarah away. Accepting his fate, Alan, heartbroken and shaken, returned to the agency, turning into the killing machine he was made to be. The only thing that kept him sane was the hope that Sarah would still be alive and that he would meet her again. The remaining 17 years of Alan's life consisted of honing his abilites to the fullest and carrying out missions for his secret agency, along with other agencies from time to time. Now, he is sent to Protogonos to assist finding the treasure his agency wants. Trivia: [list] [*]Alan is playing with his goatee whenever he is thinking. [*]Alan never leaves the eyes of his target open. [*]His Blood Type is A-. [*]Although never in the mood to do so, Alan has an exceptionally good voice for singing. [*]The theory behind the experiments made of Alan, also included minimizing energy consumption. That's why, Alan was made to not do some basic functions that consumed even the slightiest of energy consumption like sneezing, snoring and yawning!! [/list] [/hider] [Hider=Lance Thire] Quote: [color=662d91]The three of us will not be satisfied.[/color] Name: Lance thire Age: 17 Species: Human Blood%: Human Gender: Male Sex Preference:Bi Height: 6'0 Weight: 178 Physical appearance: [URL=http://s153.photobucket.com/user/dajanee_2007/media/rose.jpg.html][IMG]http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s228/dajanee_2007/rose.jpg[/IMG][/URL] Apparel: Raine Wears a heat resistant set of cloths refusing to wear the gear that the other guys wear. Vehicle: Personality: Seeing as lance has three each one will be listed. [color=662d91]Lance[/color] he is at the moment emotionless and direct he only cares to preserve his life and wishes to be left alone if spoken to he will only speak back if it is needed. [color=00aeef]Ice[/color] is a bubbly type he likes to talk and be active in life but he is not without his cold side even his words cut with an ice blade if he is driven to that point. [color=9e0b0f]Slaughter[/color] is a foul mouthed blood crazed fool that only thinks to devastate everything in his path. Occupation: Faction: You may choose a faction or not. Pet: Adv. App.: Only those with experience with fighting in elite squadrons on either Fotia or Tearianaris. IG Exp: Lance was created for the job of being the perfect human killer so as such he was given extensive training in gun play and CQC (Close Quarters Combat) along with most weapons and there practical and battle based uses. His mind was molded for espionage and infiltration. Spells: Abilities/Powers: Electrical Manipulation: Lance has built with the ability to manipulate electricity in both of it's base forms to create powerful attacks and effects in and outside of his body. Crafted Warrior : As a genetically created human his body is built to withstand large amounts of damage and recover at an accelerated pace cuts can heal in moments broken bones in days fatal wounds if treated can heal in hours untreated dead like anyone else. Accelerator: By focusing on the currents of electrical energy in his body he can force his body to react faster then normal this puts a great stress on his body the longer used and if used to long can over load his heart. Drain: Lance can feed off the electrical energy of living and material things absorbing it to increase his power output or rate of healing. Weapons: Tesla Gauntlets: A pair of Titanium Gauntlets that generate an virtually infinite Source of electrical energy that lance can use as a catalyst for his attacks so as to not rely on his own body as a constant source. Due to a design flaw lance can't drain electrical power from it or it may crash and become useless History: Lance is a creation. From the moment of his conception he was to be formed into a weapon perfect the first of many ,or so he was told, he was the prototype but he came out far better then was planned but I am going to far ahead lets start at his birth. The day he was born was not Recorded they simply planned to give him and age based on the way he looked at the end of the process. From the moment he was pulled from the womb he was taken to surgery to begin the building process binding the body with special materials to grow as he grows to make him stronger make him live longer anything they could think to stuff into the body of a newborn to watch how it worked. Over the next few years he developed quickly he was only three years of age but had the body of a five year old walking and talking in full sentences as he was taught to and that's when the real experiments began the painful shots and surgeries done with no anesthesia he screamed and cried till one day his brain snapped and the pain was gone he stopped crying he stopped felling pain his creators saw this as a breakthrough, a way to start the battle training, over the next years he was crushed and beaten till he had gained the skills to kill a man without weapons. Once he was big enough they began on the perfection surgeries making him look just the way they saw him in their visions slim hiding well crafted muscles under a weak looking body to make him the perfect assassin. As time went on it became clear that when his Subconscious wiped pain from his mind it also took his emotions so as a way to get them back they went to hypnotism to create them as an alternate self as a result they made two different personalities one to contain the emotions needed to be social when trying to gain access to a facility or a group. He was taught the ways of the world how to talk walk and blend in anywhere even how to please both men and women sexually if it was deemed necessary to get where he needed to so as to accomplish the mission. The other Personality was built of pure carnage and destruction a last resort to crush anything in his way made as a fail safe to protect the investment that billions had been poured into. Each personality was made to awaken to a code word a trigger one to match the signature that was branded into there eyes. One had eyes of a glacier blue which seemed to bury cold into the very core of your body he was code named "[color=00aeef]Ice[/color]" And was summoned by that very word. The other had eyes of the purest Crimson eyes that matched his activation name "[color=9e0b0f]Slaughter[/color]". The time had come for his molders to finish him and activate the last component of his body. The final surgery was finished and his powers had be activated the thing that was implanted from birth and crafted to advance over time, living copper, and now it was done the next few years had been spent only training him to use the powers that had become one with his body. The final test was now coming the field test he was now the perfect slave a creature crafted to do as he was told obey orders without question but now he was to take the last examination the last of the hypnotism tests required. Once asleep he seemed to wake up in the same room the big white room he had spent endless days siting waiting for the pain to come back and visit him and sitting in the room with him two boys identical to him sat. They began to speak in unison the same words "[color=662d91]They are making us real making us separate from you separate from one another we will be free but sealed.[/color]" then one stopped speaking the one with blue eyes continued while pointing to a black box in the middle of the room "[color=00aeef]This is all the pain you have held in you once we are free we can be ourselves but we both want to protect you[/color]." the blue eyes boy stopped speaking and the red eyed one spoke again his voice full of hate and malice this time not like it was before devoid of emotion and even. "[color=9e0b0f]We will free your mind just this once so you may free your body[/color]." Then the boys spoke in unison the voice was now soft and sweet but with blades of ice trickling off the edges. "[color=662d91]We will open this box and let you exact your revenge but with one wish you lets us protect you[/color]" A grin on their faces "[color=662d91]Your mind is not built for the word so we shall protect you so you can keep this box closed so many times we have had to hold it shut and keep you contained so that you could grow and become what you could be but now it is our turn to truly protect you we will let the pain flow back to you so that you may make it flow back to them show them all of your pain you will be a spear a LANCE![/color]" As the last words trickled from their lips the box sprang open and a black wave washed over him and poured into his body. On the outside a single tear had flallen from his now metallic purple eyes doctors had begun examining his eyes and saw it as a reaction to the other brands then it happened a sound like metal ripping flew from the lips of Lance as the doctors flew in all directions lightning like bolts flew from his body ripping the devices from him. One by one killed the doctors and as he killed each one more tears fell from his eyes. This continued as he made his way up from the underground facility he killed each and every person that even thought to look at him in a way that would make him think they planned to stop him. One floor made him pause though he passed a window and saw a room full of kids playing and saw a number tattooed on the side of their neck each one a double digit then he remembered he saw the same mark on him the number double Zero he could not take the thought of more but before he could act more guards came from the floor above him and he had to run but he caught a glimpse of something as he turned one kid looked him dead in his eyes grinned and waved as Lance ran away from the window he had the number Zero-one on his neck. After several hours Lance made to the main floor and walked now covered head to toe in blood outside to find himself in the middle of a dock he saw this and fell to his knees and cried his emotions all fell out he howled like a child in brutal pain and glee the sun which he had only seen in pictures and the cool breeze he had never felt before made him so happy. Then all at once it all shut down and in his mind he heard them both. "[color=662d91]The contract his hereby activated you who have experienced an true wonder of the world and have gotten your revenge shall now be protected by the two of us[/color]." Lance did not care he was content it was at least for now over. The next few months had been hard Ice had taken over as the main personality seeing as slaughter was not willing to be active unless he was trying to kill an opponent that Ice could not handle and had agreed to be the last protection for Lance and was to let Lance out if Slaughter could not win the fight. as lance can use all of the powers at the highest capacity as the main personality. It was not long after that the 'Agency' Found him and offered him a place in there ranks offering him safety and a real life so long as he helped them. Not having many other options in his current situation and join them but keeping himself distant Trivia: Like to poke people [/Hider] [hider=Viola Galloway] Quote: "People are the worst. I'm the best example." Name: Viola Galloway Age: 24 Species: Human Blood%: N/A Gender: Female Sex Preference: Heterosexual Height: 5'10" Weight: 180 Physical appearance: [img]https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcR_VVPjXF-EEBypPw6zHn71FIXCzaWvHav9eSinbgxgxKBvP2S7[/img] Apparel: She always wears a jacket of some sort, jeans, brown lace up boots, and usually keeps her hair up. Wardrobe wise, has a preference for dark blue, brown, and dark/muted colors. Vehicle: N/A Personality: Fairly cynical with a dry sense of humor, Viola is skeptical, and has absolutely no loyalty. She is calm and chooses her words carefully, and lies infrequently, but tells the truth just as often. Occupation: Mercenary/Freelancer Faction: N/A Pet: N/A Adv. App.: N/A Exp: From her time with the group (A small local mafia) she learn how to use firearms, self-defense, basic use of knives, how to move without being seen, espionage, and other similar skills. Spells: - Time Step- A complicated spell that allows the user to pause time in a small radius, creating an opportunity for the user to move freely (time to attack or run away) - Light Step- Allows the user to walk on a thin sheet of air that acts as a solid surface,or create a small breeze to aid movement. Abilities/Powers: N/A Hindrances: Because of her backstory, she has an issue with people leaving her, so she always leaves first, before they can. Being human is also a huge problem, along with having little to no knowledge of what is going on, since the agency told her very little, but offered a lot. Unknown Weaknesses: Being a Starseed, with the huge risk of falling into a coma, due to the vast number of lives she's had. Along with her skepticism, she can't take good intentions at face value. Everything is give and take for her. Weapons: Julie- an AF2011A1 pistol that Viola always keeps in her jacket. History: Viola was born into a well-to-do family, her father a prominent businessman, mother a model, two older brothers and one younger brother. When she was 9, her family disappeared during the night. She managed to pretend nothing was wrong for two weeks until the police showed up. They started asking questions and it became clear that her father was involved in illegal dealings, made many people angry, and ran, taking the family. Why they left her behind is unclear. As a consequence, Viola was kidnapped by one of these angry groups, hoping to get her father. Time passed with no attempts of rescue, legal or otherwise. In time, the group sent her to run errands, give messages, etc. She trained with them with firearms and basic self-defense. The jobs became more dangerous, and by the time she was 16, she was getting offers from other groups and organizations. At 18, she went freelance, taking jobs from anyone that ranged from deliveries (read: smuggling), to kidnappings, etc. Viola's goal is to find her family again and just ask them why they left her behind. When she was 19, she met a 22 year old man at a Starbuck, and 1 year later they started a romantic relationship. He is uncomfortable with what she does, but as a upcoming politician, he doesn't have much room to talk. As of the rp, they are still steady going. Trivia: -She loves doing the crossword, and other word games, but hides it since it an 'old person hobby' -Her boyfriend is the one who gave her Julie [/hider]