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Name: Atlas Forn

Appearance: Atlas has almost shoulder length white hair, and pale almost white, silver grey eyes. He stands at around 5’11, preferring a black outfit matched with a black hoodie. He has his lip, tongue, septum and ears peirced. He has a ring of hoops both ears and likes wearing golden or silver wristbands and rings. His bottom canine teeth both are made of platinum, and his high cheekbones and strong chin would make for a handsome face if not for the scarring along the left side of his face running from the corner of his mouth to his ear, giving him a permanent grimace. His body is also lined in scars from the incident.

Age: 19

Power(s): Vector Manipulation: Atlas can change the magnitude and direction of an object to move it in a desired way. He is limited to within 35 feet of himself, and it required calculation or else he ends up on his ass. (I think most of us get this power if not I will go into more detail but i feel that's enough.

Enhanced Intelligence: Atlas is able to do complicated math almost instantly in his head. He is also very perceptive to people and their subtle cues as well as his surroundings. While in prison he did as much studying as he could, he actually figured the humans would ask for help a week prior. This ability leaves Atlas to seem either rude or standoffish at times.

Personality: Atlas is calm as they come, he has a rough past but he quickly learned in prison, everyone has a rough past. He never gets into many fights but when he does he gets a thrill out of watching others suffer. His intelligence often makes him appear as though he is not present, or unaware of his surroundings, though he is likely doing complicated calculations or running a thought experiment.

Atlas really isn’t a mean guy if you got to know him, he seems a bit maniacal and can be a bit intimidating but you’ll find if you don’t let that scare you, you’ll have a loyal friend. He’s been known to crack a joke at inappropriate times and often seems as though he has no idea what is going on at all. He isn’t conscious at all about his appearance.

Bio: Atlas grew up in a slums, where he survived with a gang of orphans. As he grew older, people around the slums began to ridicule him because of his status and looks. They would walk the street sneering comments like it was bile as they passed him. Things like ‘With a face like that he must have a rock for a brain to be out on these streets.” along with much worse. Words never hurt Atlas, he never let them see him shed a tear. Until one night the older orphans ganged up on him, with an intent to kill.

In a busy marketplace, Atlas had strummed a small guitar he'd found in a dumpster behind a music shop. It was old and not in the best of shape, but he quickly had it patched up and was making a good amount of cash off the people walking through the marketplace. Word had got around to some of the kids he had grown up with, and now they had cornered him in a dark, dank alley. They began beating the boy until he fell and couldn’t move a muscle. His whole life, no matter the fight, these boys had always beaten him, had always crushed him in the dirt like the ant he felt like. His whole life he had let them walk on him. But has one of the bigger boys put his boot to Atlas's bleeding head and dug in, something broke. Something precious.

The boy ground down hard, and Atlas felt dirt get in the gash along his cheek from where they had held him down and carved into him. He cried that night. Cried for a mother he never knew, to comfort him. Cried for a father to come and find him. And none would come. The boy who had been crushing Atlas’s head was laughing telling a joke to the others, as they had a laugh as well, he dug his heel in and Atlas could hear his cheek bones crack. He felt his childhood fade into memory. Felt the chilling whisper of death as he was dragged from the hole he had been hiding in his whole life.

The boy who played the guitar for change, in that busy market place with a genuine smile. He had died that day. In his place was a monster only told about in storybooks. He felt through the boys boot, felt the blood just under the skin there. Felt the wind as it howled to cover the echos of kicking. The kicking didn’t stop. That's all he wanted as he felt the breath, even come out of their mouths. Hot and slow.

Then Suddenly it all stopped.

Screaming replaced the cover of the howling wind. In a motion the boys who had been kicking him suddenly were hit in the chest with their own kicking power, doubled. Atlas knew any harder than that and he was likely to blow a hole through them. He didn’t dare want to do that. He laughed as the breath they breathed smacked them in the back of the throat, blocking each one's airways. As they rolled on the ground he giggled, blood covering his body, kicking them and tearing limbs off. He was practically giddy when he sunk a finger into one boy's heart silencing his screams.

As he walked away from that alley painted in blood, he couldn’t tell weather it was his or his own. He didn’t care. He walked through those slums one last time, and then left forever. Some people tried to stop him as he walked, asked whose blood he was covered in, he would simply turn to them and smile, the gash in his cheek pouring blood. He stopped at a canal and washed away all the filth. That day on his 18th birthday the real Atlas died. Atlas laughed, when they finally caught up to him, he had left a trail of politicians and other scum in his wake before they finally cracked down on the Gifted.

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Name: Tanya Watson

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] Young African American woman with dark skin, brown eyes, short afro, and a athletic body. Tanya is tall for a woman at 5'10 and has a rather unassuming face. She has a great smile that can give the illusion of a outgoing person, but its just an illusion. In the end her appearance is normal enough to blend in.

Age: 23

Power(s): Quantum Precognition

- This ability allows Tanya to see the result of any possible action she can take. These results can be shows as far as 30 seconds into the future which is an incredibly ability.
- Tanya not only is naturally capable of seeing possible futures, but this comes with an enhancement to her own brain. A human brain would generally have trouble trying to quickly process the information of many different futures in a short period of time. Tanya's brain allows her to consider several different timelines within a second. Of course, even she has limits and trying to process hundreds of different timelines at once will take its toll to the point of permanent brain damage.
- In terms of processing information her brain is powerful in comparison to any other human, but she has yet to utilize the ability beyond her powers and simply having a perfect memory.

Personality: If you'd ask Tanya about her personality her response would be "Boring as hell." which she doesn't seem to think will be changing soon. She's generally someone who goes through a usual routine everyday that every University student who work multiple part time jobs do. As a result Tanya finds little time to hang out with friends and enjoy herself. She has few interests, almost apathetic about romance, often wonder about her future and is rather self absorbed. Tanya maybe all these things, but she is rather self aware and tries to at least change in someway everyday. However, in the end everything will stay the same and she continues to wonder about her uninteresting life.


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Born and raised in Chicago, Illinois Tanya Watson grew up in a poor family with two brothers and a single mother. Their house was small and rent was always an issue, but she never hated her situation. Growing up Tanya was always seen as the person who might get rich and do something amazing out of all her family members. This was because of how intelligent she was or at least appeared to be. Her grades were almost perfect and she avoided all the issues teenagers usually are plagued with in her community. In many ways she believed it, but at a certain point Tanya came to realize her future was even more of a mystery than she realized. Almost nothing interested her, but she knew in this world that couldn't last.

Eventually she went to a University with scholarships and picked a major that could get her a decent job. Her days were usually pretty routine until the event happened. The wave of radiation swept over the Earth and into her classroom. She was the only one there who was affected by it. Nothing occurred for the first minute, but soon things changed. Not only did she began predicting what her professor would say 30 seconds into the future uninterrupted; Tanya found herself seeing and hearing what would happen if someone tossed a pen at him. What could happen if she suddenly jumped on her desk and shouted "NEEEEEEEEEERRRRRDDDD!!!!"

For a full day she was unable to tell the difference between her own reality and different possible realities. At first she went to the hospital and many thought she was having a mental breakdown or suffered potential brain damage. Tests that included MRIs concluded that her brain was far different than a human brain. Many governments around the world was looking out for signs like this and kept an eye on her. However, when superhuman related crime began to pick up eventually she was detained as a potential threat. She's been locked up for over a year now and the stay hasn't been pleasant, but at least its something different than the usual.

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Name: Heather Tonbel

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Age: 24 (now irrelevant)

Power(s): Cyberkinesis. All the below requires close proximity to use. She cannot manipulate technology outside of three yards.
- Technopathy: The ability to communicate with and control machines.
- Technokinesis: The ability to manipulate technology by deconstructing and constructing parts into new mechanisms.
- Programming: Able to program and reprogram systems.
- Mechanical Body: Provides both strength and durability. Sensors server as her eyes and ears all around her at varying spectrums. Her powers make room for future upgrades.


Personality: Cold would describe her personality most of the time. Her experiences have not led her to seek other's company much. No longer having a biological body she has to actually put forth effort to feel anything.

Bio: Average would be a good description for Heather prior to the blast of radiation changed her life. Or perhaps more accurately ended it. She was a secretary for a large firm. That meant she did many of the odd jobs that everyone else didn't want to do. Nothing spectacular. This was the kind of work she was doing when the wave passed over the world. For many that turned out to be "special" it meant they got powers and abilities. In the case of Heather it meant her brain was fried in a matter of minutes. Dropped to the ground she was pronounced dead shortly after paramedics arrived.

So what happened to Heather? Her ability converted her mind and soul into digital information. Moments before death she uploaded herself onto a nearby computer. That didn't have nearly the power needed to allow her to think so unbeknownst to her or anyone else she began to bounce around from one machine to another trying to find a "home". Eventually finding a data center with enough processing power Heather became aware again. Compeltely without form her only connection to the outside was through the Internet. Information streamed in and she consumed it like a sponge, learning at a furious pace. Much of the information was useless and has since been purged.

However public knowledge began to get boring and she began to reach out to try and do more. When moving to a location she found that she could physically manipulate technology in the area. Things like cameras and drones were some of the first she used, bringing them to life on a whim. After more than one occasion crashing something she discovered the ability to pull apart and construct various mechanical systems. This lead to her first thoughts about creating a new body for herself. But first she would need to find something powerful enough. Starting with some of the more prominent tech companies she began to steal bits and pieces. It was a slow process without a body but eventually she made a pretty basic body that would walk on two legs. But that wasn't enough.

Moving up, one after another she toppled high level firewalls to gain access to top tier technology and research. Taking control of experimental robots she deconstructed and rebuilt them, upgrading them in the process. Slowly but surely she found and moved some of pieces she would need to accomplish her goal. This second body had what she needed to move out of the web and into a single unit. Free to move about the process of upgrading became much easier. But by now she'd found herself bored with simply improving. She missed the rush and emotions she used to have as a living being. So what does one do then? Become a thrill seeker. And in that time for her kind that meant going to villany. Not like she hadn't already been breaking laws all the time. The ghost in the system became a high value target as she began to wreak havoc for sport. She was an incredibly hard one to capture as she could bail out of the system she was in and vanish to who knows where, leaving a shell rigged to explode. Can't run forever though and she was captured and the digital menace put into storage away from any tech as a way out.

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Other: Her voice is similar to the Adjutant from Starcraft II.
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