[OOC] Guardians: Next Wave [A Science Fiction Superhero Roleplay!] [ACCEPTING!]

[Chao]

@Tatsua Aiisen Did you read the lore of this roleplay. The wave field that had hit Earth gave the Gifted their powers, they didn't awaken their powers somehow.

[Tatsua Aiisen]

@Tatsua Aiisen Did you read the lore of this roleplay. The wave field that had hit Earth gave the Gifted their powers, they didn't awaken their powers somehow.

@Chaotic Chao

I know. Why do you think her powers "awakened" at the same time as the wave field arriving?

[Chao]

@Tatsua Aiisen I didn't read that in the bio, must've sidestepped. My bad.

[Chao]

@oKageo Vector Manipulation's fine.

[Tatsua Aiisen]

@Tatsua Aiisen I didn't read that in the bio, must've sidestepped. My bad.

@Chaotic Chao

I tried to limit her backstory to what happened to her, immediately, rather than accidentally stepping on any toes by trying to define the world (since you haven't given any setting information yet). Because of this, it may not have been immediately obvious where her life is happening in relation to everything else. Sorry~

[Chao]

@Tatsua Aiisen It's fine.

[Chao]

@Tatsua Aiisen You're accepted, by the way.

[Tatsua Aiisen]

@Chaotic Chao What is the technology like in this RP? I can see that there are at least pulse weapons, judging by Soldier 76's accepted profile.

[Chao]

@Tatsua Aiisen Well, the Anti Superhuman Police Force have these sort of...non lethal blasters.

Guns are still guns, but futuristic. Knives are a little more updated.

Basically weapons are just like they were.

[Archmage MC]

@Chaotic Chao What is the technology like in this RP? I can see that there are at least pulse weapons, judging by Soldier 76's accepted profile.

@Tatsua Aiisen

TBH modern day tech would work well if you include experimental tech.

We already have Gauss, Lasers, long range tasers, and plasma weapons. Not to mention hulk gene injections and a few other sci fi things. Downside is that these things cost BILLIONS of dollars each.

Gauss and lasers are the most feasable things though. Gauss is scary. Imagine a... I think 250kg chunk of tungston going at what... mach 200? The thing firing causes an explosion from the acceleration, and it usues only magnetic fields, so its going very very fast.

[Chao]

@Archmage MC Yeah, that's what I was thinking. Who knows, maybe a prototype BFG 9000 from the game Doom, or at least something like it.

I'm not kidding.

[oKageo]

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.

[Archmage MC]

@Archmage MC Yeah, that's what I was thinking. Who knows, maybe a prototype BFG 9000 from the game Doom, or at least something like it.

I'm not kidding.

@Chaotic Chao

We got a taser version of that. AKA its pretty useless in anything but a lab. Give it 20 years and you might see a US navy ship with the prototype though xD.

I just can't wait for the nanobots. When they become advanced and easy and mainstream, that'll be our cure for cancer if they don't make a genetic engineered virus to kill it off.

[Chao]

@oKageo Accepted.

[Chao]

You do have a lot of typos in your CS sheet though, Kageo.

[Chao]

@oKageo Also, I'm gonna assume the wave field of radiation helped him gain his powers.

But just in case you haven't read the lore, a wave field of radiation had hit Earth giving specific people with specific genes superpowers.

[oKageo]

@oKageo Also, I'm gonna assume the wave field of radiation helped him gain his powers.

But just in case you haven't read the lore, a wave field of radiation had hit Earth giving specific people with specific genes superpowers.

@Chaotic Chao

Right I wasn't sure how to describe that since you didn't tell us how it looked or anything i didn't want to fuck anything up. And spelling? I fixed a lot of grammar mistakes but i didn't find that many spelling errors, ill go through and look again.

[Chao]

@oKageo The wave field basically hit hard, with an unseeable field, but with hard impact knocking things down and such. The wave field got weak to the point where people couldn't feel it and it didn't hurt as many as it did as it first hit Earth first, so basically after a few hours people far away from where it's first area was couldn't feel it.

[oKageo]

Is it my use of 'there, their and they're' ? Because I do mess that up a lot, its been a problem of mine for a long time and Ive been trying to fix it.

[Chao]

@oKageo No. You've fixed it I believe.