"In my experience, I've found that the men who start wars are rarely the ones who fight them."
Theme Song: N/A | Font Color: White | Experiment No. 205

Gender: Male
Age: 19
Date of Birth: May 2, 1998

Physical Appearance:
Khari has dark skin and black, shoulder length hair styled in dreadlocks. His eyes are chocolate brown, and show signs of his aging beyond his years. Khari carries himself like he's already old, harden from years of battles he should have never had to fight. He is covered in scars, some old, some new. Khari is fairly large; he stands at 6 six feet even, and is well muscled.

Personality:
Khari has a serious nature, and always has. Having been deprived of his childhood, one could say that he has always been an adult. He is intelligent, stern, and tends to be the level headed man of any group. He tends to be more on quiet side, only chiming in when its actually needed. Having been on the outside longer than most other experiments, he's often asked what the real world is like. Khari has never answered such questions, as he feels his personal experience isn't one to go by.

The only good thing to come out of the School was the actual schooling. Khari was given a chance to receive an education that he'd never been given before. When it comes to his schoolwork, he is very studious. He takes it seriously and will stay up studying for tests as if his life depends on it. The way he figures, if he ever gets out, it very well may.

Strengths:
Khari is best known for his fighting skills, weaponry skills, and physical strength. When the school targeted orphanages in third world, warring countries, picking out former child soldiers was no accident. They were young enough to remodel into their hybrids, but still trained and often willing to kill. They made excellent erasers and super soldiers, as many would unquestioningly obey commands as they had been taught to their whole lives. Khari was lucky enough to have one more strength: His mind. He is very intelligent and independent, even if he never got a chance to show it before.

Weaknesses:
One can imagine that growing up on a battlefield leaves one with a lot of scars; not all of those scars can be seen. Khari will likely never completely get over the trauma he endured. Some nights it keeps him up, others, it wakes him out of his sleep. He tends to be on the cynical side, though one can hardly blame him. Khari takes anxiety medicine at the School to ensure that he doesn't experience panic attacks. This is one of the reasons he hasn't been sold off as a soldier or turned into an eraser.

Mutant Powers:
Can't think of anything right now. Might add one later.

Wing Appearance:
Tri-colored raptor wings that stretch out to 16 feet tip to tip. They are very flexible, folding up neatly along his back to make him almost unnoticeable under normal clothing. Khari was lucky to come along later in the game, when the white coats had worked the kinks out of graphing wings onto already existing subjects. While not quite as good as those who are born with them, he a surprisingly agile flyer.

Background Story:

It's not something Khari likes talking about, but he will if coaxed. He was born in a small village in West Africa, in a country plagued by the war. Their village was protected by government troops, until the troops fell and the rebel militia took over. It was a dark time: men and young boys were seized, forced to join the rebel troops, women were abused and killed. Khari was only four when it began, and six when the government finally came and fought the rebels off. The village thought they were saved. They weren't.

Most of the villagers had already fled during the take over, and the government troops assumed whoever remained were aligned with the rebels. The massacre began. Khari's mother told him to run as fast and far as he could, and never to look back. He can only assume she was killed.

Khari escaped into the countryside and lived off the land for a little while. He wasn't happy, but he wasn't particularly unhappy either. He figured he'd live that way forever, until he came across a rebel military faction. They captured him and forced him into the ranks of their mercenary battalion; at age six, Khari became a child soldier.

The next two years passed in a blur. The battalion took towns, ambushed troops, killed mercilessly and indiscriminately. Khari learned to shoot a gun as easy as one drinks water. The absentminded killing is something that still haunted Khari to this day. How could he have ever been capable of such things?

Khari was ten when government troops captured his battalion. The adults were detained, and the children were sent to a missionary orphanage. The facilities left something to be desired, food was scarce, and the beds were rickety and lumpy, but it was leaps and bounds better than where he had been. Khari was unlikely to ever be adopted. But, by some miracle, a very wealthy American man came by to meet him, and adopted him that very same day.

He later found out that this wasn't so lucky. The man was a recruiter for the school, and collecting kids from orphanages across the world was what he did for a living. Khari got to the school and the experiments began. The rest can go without saying.