Age: 24

Personality: Though quiet, Reese keeps an observant awareness on at almost all times. Her tongue is sharp, her words swapping between foul and honest, and she is willing to take advantage of opportunities, even if it demands risks with heavy prices to pay. Despite having yet to put someone under grave danger, she doesn’t mind using others to make things easier for herself when she could. She may not get angry often, but when she does, she uncharacteristically explodes into a fit of anger. A bit of an unreasonable character.

She also hates nacho cheese.

Attribute: Bludgeon [Conceptual]

Abilities: Every strike Reese consecutively lands on a physical entity with any physical weapon gains increasing damage against it. If she stops, then the effect of her attribute decays quickly. The first strike is identical to a typically built fighter’s strength, but a few more strikes lets her be able to tear through organic and non-organic materials alike. Reese usually uses an iron pipe, but frequently switches melee weapons with anything around her. To make up for her lack of flashy ranged combat, she wields an old Beretta Px4 Storm with limited ammunition.

Skills: Reese lies in the awkward position of having no true talent in anything, and resorts to possessing a myriad of decent skills from her old part-time jobs, including- but not limited to- cooking and doing laundry. She barely qualifies for having above average flexibility as a result of her physical capabilities, but she is terrible at being stealthy. Reese is atrocious at playing video games. The only thing she's notably good at is singing, but she never does it where someone could hear her- and it's also pretty useless for her in the long run.

History: On her 14st birthday, Reese received a note from her parents in their living room. The word “Sorry” was written on it.

Born in Chicago and living most of her life in New Jersey, Reese mostly lived a mundane, but normal life. The first fourteen years of her life generally remain shrouded in silence from others, though she isn’t against telling anyone how disappointing it sounded. After her parents ran out on her due to unpaid debts, she was taken in by two foster parents for the rest of her high school days. Her foster father frequently entered Rifts, which usually left Reese and her foster mother on their own for a handful of time every day. Reese eventually moved out to work on her own with various part-time jobs, making a quiet promise to return with a better job.

She worked with part-time jobs, lying about her age to acquire more jobs at once. Some found out and kicked her out, never allowing her to work again, but others never did. Though she was a terrible liar, her terrible attitude usually eased the annoyance of having to coerce people around her.

On her 23rd birthday, she was informed her foster mother had been sent to the hospital due to a physical illness.

Her foster father reportedly died inside a Rift a few days before.

Though she was later discharged three months later, her mother remained ill. Reese refused to acknowledge that she could help her mother due to her own poor income, but the thought of running out on her mother infuriated her. She absolutely seethed at the very idea. After all, only a certain two could piss her off just by remembering them.

Unaware of whether she acted out of kindness for her mother or pure arrogance against injustice, she swore to enter one of the Rifts and get her act together. She eventually dropped her part-time jobs and immediately headed into a Rift- and out of it.

She would make sure to bludgeon everything that got in her way.

Other: Reese can’t swim.

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✣ Name: Katie Bastion
✣ Age: 19
✣ Attribute: Electricity [Elemental]

✣ Personality: Laidback and upbeat, Katie’s optimism reflects her powers. At times it often seems she’s full of boundless energy, always ready to take on the next challenge and bring about new experiences. So too then does she have an innate desire to help others when she can, eager to supplement kindness where it needs to be used. Hidden among the positive disposition is the burning fire of protection. Friend or stranger, she’s not above foolishly putting herself in danger for other’s sake in the face of injustice and cruelty.

But with all thunderstorms, there is a collection of calm and quiet. Despite her bright demeanor, that energy can get burned out all the same. Sometimes a moment of peace and quiet is appreciated lest she overwhelm herself. Of course, she’ll often have to be reminded of this by her peers lest she try to shoulder any challenge alone. Even so, regardless of her own feelings, she’ll continue to try and put others before her even at the cost of her own wellbeing.

✣ Abilities: As expected of an Elemental Attribute, Katie can produce the element of electricity. It naturally runs its course through her body, shooting up her veins, and can be unleashed in a variety of different ways. From sparking her fingers, to coating her limbs in electricity, and even discharging bolts and waves of the Element, the application for her Attribute is various. That said, insulation and rubber counters her powers for obvious reasons.

Katie can also manipulate electricity that isn’t her own. Often this translates into her short-circuiting technology with a touch or pranking people by flickering their lights on and off. The environment isn’t something to be relied upon too much so she tries to utilize her own power when she can. However, if a thunderstorm just so happens to be present, Katie can utilize this great source to fully enhance and bolster her powers to a shocking degree of potency.

✣ Skills: Due to all her time exploring and traveling several Rifts, Katie’s come to have a grasp of basic hand to hand combat. She’s fond of using flashy kicks for both defense and to show off. Usually, her electricity will coat her limbs to add a punch to her moves and a surprise for anyone against her. Furthermore, as a gymnast in her high school days, she’s quite flexible and athletic despite her size. And of course, thanks to her Attribute, she’s handy when it comes to messing with most of any sort of technology.

✣ History: Katie’s background isn’t all that amazing nor is it particularly seasoned. At the ripe age of nineteen, she’s only just barely graduated from high school and can be considered green when it comes to the business of Rift traveling. However, age and experience doesn’t stop her from scratching an itch that demands for adventure. Ever since she was young, she had been enamored and fascinated by the Rifts of their world, seeing them as portals to new possibility.

It probably didn’t help that her own parents were something of world travelers themselves in their own youths. And while although neither of them had the opportunity to explore the Rifts, their stories of countless adventures inspired the young Katie to follow in their footsteps. It was probably why, to no real surprise, they encouraged their daughter to travel into a Rift of her own, resulting in the Attribute she possesses today.

High school was high school and frankly, a meager chapter in her life. The most she got out of it was the gymnastics team of which she excelled at much to the awe of her peers. But while most girls assumed she would take her skills to apply in world championships, those who knew her best saw the real usage of them. Katie would no doubt take what she learned and apply them to survivability in traveling the Rifts.

Her parents continued to encourage her to pursue her own actions out of high school rather then feel obligated by anything else. With this support in hand and her own confidence driving her forward, Katie seeks out thrills and a carefree life filled with exploring the Rifts. Granted, she’s only really been traversing them for a short time out of high school-more if one counts the amount of times she’s snuck out in her youth-but a learning curve is better than none at all.

✣ Other: As a fresh and beady-eyed high school graduate, Katie chose to skip a year of college for the sake of traveling Rifts. Although she’s open to new encounters, most of her knowledge is, for better or worse, grounded in high school logic to a certain degree. In any case, she carries on her person a small locket containing a picture of her mother when she was her age.

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Name: Marxion
Age: 25
Appearance:

• A man of strong physique, standing at 6'1” and weighing 200 lbs. Has platinum-blond hair cropped short, especially on the sides, with a longer ridge down the middle. On his chin is a short goatee. He wears eyeglasses with rectangular black frames. His hazel eyes are almost gold in coloration, particularly right around the pupil, and he has golden open-faced grills on his teeth. Marxion often wears collared button-down office shirts, usually blue, yellow, or gray, along with black slacks, shoes, belt, and suspenders, though given his line of work he typically keeps the sleeves rolled up and swaps the shoes out for boots.

Personality:

• 'Passionate' is a word that describes Marxion very well. He's confident, outspoken, boisterous, and outgoing, but at the same time a fairly dedicated nerd and workaholic. Whether it's hammering away at a keyboard for hours on end on going a few rounds against fellow fighters at the nearest gym, he commits himself fully to his endeavors. This 'full speed ahead' sort of mindset also makes him blunt and at times insensitive or obnoxious, less than patient with fools, introverts, and anyone acting duplicitous. Still, as his friends can attest, he's a reliable pal and a force to be reckoned with. Most of all, despite his enthusiasm in various areas (and his grills) he's still a pretty down-to-earth and normal dude.

Attribute:

• Save (Conceptual) – Marxion's attribute allows him to make a record of something at a point in spacetime, a 'save point'. A save point is made when Marxion willfully touches or nearly touches a target (defined as someone else, an object, or himself), creating a small golden mark on the contact point resembling a clock face with an X across it. Once a save point is made, Marxion can -at will- send the target back to the relative point at which the save was made, restoring the target to the state it was in at that time. This position is relative rather than absolute because, most basically, since the planet itself is moving, an absolute position would result in the target being sent to space and not be saved in any real respect. However, the relative position would also, say, allow a wallet to be returned to the pocket it was in when the save point was made even if the person with the pocket moved somewhere else.

Abilities:

• Bruiser - Marxion is a skilled and brutal brawler, clearly trained in technique but preferring raw power to refinement, and most comfortable using his fists but not afraid to throw a knee or go for a grab every now and then.
• Brainy – Though Marxion loves raw strength, he fights smart. He's observant enough to get an idea of what his opponent is doing and defend himself appropriately, and cunning enough to employ strategies like feints, conditioning, and out-positioning while keeping his head in the game

Skills:

• Computer Whiz – While he doesn't exactly look the type, Marxion's more than competent when it comes to computers, though more on the software side than hardware. He's a pretty good programmer, and in general very handy with a keyboard and mouse

History:

• From an early age in the city of Melbourne, Australia his father drummed two things into his head: ambition and achievement. Those principles drove him from his first day of school to his last and beyond, into the working world where his labored as a software developer for a high-profile banking corporation during the day and an up-and-coming MMA fighter in the evening. All the while his intensity cooled, leading to a rather ordinary remarkable life. Yet, he could never tame the urge that ran through his veins for so long: to do and be more. The advent of the Rifts, at long last, provided just that.
  
  Unable to escape his responsibilities for the time being, he waited for the world to make sense of the chaos while filling his off-time with study of the incredible phenomena that arose from the relevatory occurrence, and of those most interested in them. Through his observation, the keen-eyed and sharp-witted overachiever kept tabs on not just the actions of public organizations in response to the Rifts, but on the vague entities moving in the shadows as well. He knew that he couldn't wait for the rule of law and due process to make these extraordinary anomalies open to ordinary folks like him, and in doing so dull them down to mundane, everyday occurrences; as such, he looked to those shadows to find his ticket to greatness.
  
  After a while he found it: a small organization of unique individuals, already bearing Attributes from their ventures into the Rifts and putting them to good use in the underbelly of this brave new world. Boldly, he pinned them down and approached them, demanding to put his considerable skills to use for the sake of the group—after all, he'd done what countless others had failed to: finding and confronting them. Their leader considered his request, and after a trial by combat, agreed to take him in. Soon after, he faded from the book of history, and Marxion took his place.
  
  Operating on his Organization's behalf, Marxion continues to take great interest in the Rifts, working with companies and other groups when possible to explore them as much as possible.

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