[CHAR] The Lodge Outside of Segaso City (RP is now closed by GM)

[Tergonaut]

Current player/character list for this RP:

Tergonaut - GM
Valor - Ashley Chertal
BlessedWrath - Samantha Cole
duskshine749 - Samuel Deniel
Raijinslayer - Jaiden Fairfield

Retired players/characters
Afro Samurai - Dr. Jorvin Wainwright
MatthiasAngel - Lady Amethyst Jane (a.k.a. Amie)

Nora Minder

Name:
Nora Minder

Species:
Human

Age:
21

Gender:
Female

Personality:
Nora is very much the absent-minded professor stereotype. When she's at work on a project, it's usually all she can think or talk about, and she'll fuel herself with coffee and take-out to push through the all-nighters she willingly enters for the sake of the project. She is very competent and confident within her field of expertise. Her focus is so tight that she will often neglect her personal safety or awareness of her surroundings while she is working on "just one more adjustment."

However, get her outside that comfort zone (which includes basically any social situation or even just going outside at times), and she becomes withdrawn, hesitant, insecure, and shy. She relies heavily on the encouragement of others to keep going when she does not have a project, or when she is assigned to a task (like being in charge of the lodge) for which she feels she has no expertise.

Appearance:
Nora is a pale blonde human female standing at about five foot eight inches. Her slightly wavy short hair is done up in a bob, with strands regularly dropping around her blue eyes and wide face. She wears a slender pair of glasses with rims supporting the lenses, though when she adjusts these glasses, they regularly catch the light and mask her eyes every so briefly. She has a medium build slightly shrouded by the perpetual white labcoat she wears over her usually rather boring and practical shirt and tan slacks, the latter supported by suspenders usually quite artfully under her labcoat.

Powers:
While she doesn't have any actual super powers per se, she has such a knack for anything related to high technology and superscience that she often can come up with a jury-rigged device from available materials to counter a particular problem - if she is given time to assemble the device and deploy it. Expect to see her doing a lot of "reversing the polarity" or "adjusting the frequency" or maybe even just kicking the device to make it work properly.

In other words, she is essentially the scientist from action movies who makes weapons, gadgets, and vehicles for the heroes.

Strengths:
Her energy and motivation are unstoppable when she's working on a supertech project, and she is a specialist in all the relevant scientific fields to creating super-powered equipment, or equipment meant to combat supers (which includes robots, cybernetic enhancements, vehicles, weapons, and gadgets). Even when encountering entirely new things, she has a fair-to-good chance of identifying any properties relevant to her fields of interest.

Weaknesses:
She needs glasses to see properly; she's blind as a bat without them. She needs to be wearing her lab coat to feel secure enough to do anything. She's oblivious if she's focused on something, so it's very easy to sneak up on her when she's in this state (or difficult for her friends to drag her away from danger).

Background:
Nora Minder was teased as a young girl about her scientific interests - even in an enlightened world in a progressive location like Segaso City, children can still be very cruel. This has resulted in Nora being comfortable only in those areas she has direct control and interest in, leading to her social ineptness because she has deliberately focused her savant skills on building technology. Her focus on her schoolwork and neglect of the rest of the world allowed her to graduate early and become an intern at Cybertronics Unlimited, where her knack for developing advanced combat systems and devices was quickly turned to great advantage and advancement in the company.

However, her enthusiasm for her work - and her disregard for her own safety - have had their drawbacks. Most recently, a humanoid vehicle design of hers exploded violently and took nearly an entire lab with it. Miraculously, no one was seriously harmed, but the property damage was high enough that Nora's manager was pressured into arranging her "extended leave" to become the administrator of the lodge. The company can't afford to let her go, but until her lab is rebuilt, they don't want her causing any further damage, so they've shunted her off to a PR project in the hopes that she'll return with a fresh perspective and have learned a valuable lesson about collateral damage.

The assignment to the lodge is a punishment to her initially. She is worried that it won't go well, and it's depressing for her to be suddenly put in charge of others while simultaneously being deprived of a project to focus on. She plans on using every free moment of her time to stay cooped up in her room and try to figure out why her previous project exploded - and fix the issue so she can go back to what she feels she does best. It is only the presence of Boxcar that keeps her from completely losing hope and curling into a ball.

Misc. Notes:
Nora has a transponder that corresponds with the shock collar around Boxcar's neck. This allows her to shock him at any time she deems it necessary, or to communicate with him and locate him if he is not physically present. See Boxcar's sheet for details on what else the collar does.

Boxcar

Name:
Boxcar

Species:
Wolf! The kind on four legs, yes

Age:
Approximately 34 in wolf years

Gender:
Male

Personality:
Boxcar is intensely practical and dislikes it when others react too emotionally to a situation. He grumbles a lot and complains about the way "two-leggers" rely too much on stuff like "feelings" and "clothes" and "hands." He outwardly resents being treated like a "doggy" (though he secretly adores being given treats, belly rubs, pettings, and cuddles). He is often critical of people for being too soft.

But he is also still by nature a pack animal, and forms strong ties of loyalty to anyone he considers part of his "pack," even unconsciously. He will fight violently to the death to protect those under his care, and his advice, though gruff, comes from a heart that wants to do good, even if sometimes it doesn't come out that well. He is a wolf, after all; social nuance among two-leggers isn't his forte.

He is full of snark and will give his opinion bluntly, yet he is confused when people respond negatively to his statements. Mostly he just wants to be free, and he despises the cadre of scientists who benefit from his super power while keeping him caged like an animal. He prefers to be enigmatic about his origins, and is not above telling tall tales of how he became the way he is.

Appearance:
Boxcar is a gray wolf with white facial markings and underbelly fur, as well as several minor gradations of black, gray and white fur all over. He also has a curious pair of markings above his eyes that look suspiciously like eyebrows, which he uses flagrantly as part of his facial expressions. He is about as big and heavy as an average human, just on all fours instead of upright. He has startling yellow eyes that peer out from his furry face. He is usually wearing a collar (see misc. notes below for details on what it does).

Powers:
Aside from having human intelligence in a wolf body, Boxcar has the ability to sniff out super powers. What this means is that he can identify if someone has a super power, what type it is, and whether it is about to be activated. For example, he can tell if someone has a magic spell in effect on them, and whether it's a good or bad enchantment. He can tell if someone is psychic, cybernetic, has mutant/meta-gene powers, or any number of other power origins.

This power can be defeated - a cyborg could have parts specially designed to sound and smell like normal body parts, for example, or a magician may cast a spell that makes their magic undetectable. But as a general rule, if a power or weapon is about to be used, he can detect it and react accordingly.

Strengths:
Boxcar has the lean body of a wolf, including a sense of smell and hearing that goes well beyond that of a regular human being, a fur coat that protects him from cold weather to a degree, and he can certainly run a lot faster than most two-leggers. He also has the intelligence of a human, so he can make better use of his body than a normal wolf would. He has a feral agility and ferocious nature that lets him bound into battle for a bite, then leap away to evade injury.

Weaknesses:
Boxcar has no hands, and therefore, can't use weapons or tools with anywhere near the effectiveness of anyone who has opposable thumbs. He is somewhat color blind, too. He is often treated like an unintelligent and dangerous animal by strangers.

Background:
Boxcar is the result of a special genetics project done by a small rogue company that was bought out by Cybertronics Unlimited. It is unknown whether he is a wolf who was granted human intelligence, or a human transformed or transferred into a wolf's body, or something else entirely. The scientists in Cybertronics don't really care, since they are only interested in his unique ability to sniff out super powers, and have been trying to replicate this ability electronically.

Since these efforts have not turned out anything successful, and since the corporation decided to sponsor a lodge for superpowered individuals, it was determined to send Boxcar along with Nora as a way to further test his power while adding security and protection to Nora. This represents the closest chance to freedom Boxcar has yearned for, but he's stuck with a shock collar to force him to stay with Nora. He awaits an opportunity to get away, though he recognizes that Nora is certainly no harm to him and could certainly use his help...

Misc. Notes:
Boxcar has a shock collar around his neck. The collar is designed to go off if he goes outside a certain distance from the corresponding transponder (which is currently in Nora Minder's possession), or if he ever threatens the holder of the transponder with physical violence. This is designed to prevent him from escaping corporate custody or damaging the transponder. The collar also allows him to be tracked down electronically, and it keeps track of his vitals and the use of his power as data stored in the collar for later analysis. A small side benefit is that the transponder also acts as a communicator between him and the one holding the transponder.

[MatthiasAngel]

Lady Amethyst Jane

Name: Lady Amethyst "Amie" Jane of Redalia, baroness of the Jane Household

Species: Human

Age: 30

Gender: Female

Personality: Amie has two personalities: Lady Jane and Amie.
-Lady Amethyst Jane is a stern, quiet, respectable woman of noble lineage. At 6'1", she is an imposing figure, towering over others both in rank and height. Lady Jane is in all aspects a gentlewoman. She dresses the part, bows to elders, and is receptive to the honor due her. She is the unofficial representative of her house and, accompanied by her assistant/servant, she spends time visiting exotic (and often expensive) locales, spreading the glory of her family everywhere. Fighting is unladylike, and she would never draw her sword unless absolutely necessary.
-At heart, Amie is a kind, compassionate young woman who loves to read and write. She enjoys spending time with others, regardless of their place in society. Despite her family's love of affection and praise, Amie doesn't see herself as any more special than anyone else. She's optimistic and tries to find something to be happy about regardless of the circumstances. She doesn't have a wild streak or hot temper, but she has no objections to drawing steel. Fighting relieves boredom and generates adrenaline, and she would draw her sword in a heartbeat if it meant a good fight, or any kind of fight.

Appearance:

Lady Amethyst Jane

Her family crest is emblazoned in gold leaf on the back of her coat.

Powers: The JANE Coat of Arms. Amie has her family coat-of-arms emblazoned in gold on the back of her glove that is activated mentally. It allows her to cycle through four Armaments, each granting a special ability that lasts a maximum of 30 seconds. They can be changed/swapped instantly, but the same one cannot be immediately used back to back. The Crest glows gold and the "J" in the crest changes to a symbol representing the armament while it is active. The armaments are Jump, Attack, Negate, and Evade.

Jump: Jump height and jump distance x 1.5
Attack: Physical strength and sword strength x 1.5
Negate: Creates a holographic shield in front of her that absorbs projectiles
Evade: Movement speed and reaction speed x 1.5

The JANE Coat of Arms and its Arms

Note: She's using the symbols from Column 1.

Strengths: Intelligence and charisma. Lady Jane can and will talk her way out of any situation. If the negotiations do not go as planned, Amie makes use of her masterful skill with a longsword.

Her sword and sheath assembly

Weaknesses: Pure physical strength and stamina. Additionally, she was raised in a mansion and attended to by servants, so even though she doesn't much care for her lifestyle, she doesn't understand the "outside world." It's always been fancy people with fancy vocabularies living carefree lives. Loneliness, depression, poverty and the like are all foreign to her.

Background: tl;dr she was born into a rich family and everything has been perfect her whole life, but her family is very rich and snobby and Amie doesn't think she's better than anyone else, so they don't see eye-to-eye on how to look and behave. In public Amie will act the part out of respect for her parents and lineage. She caries a sword because her parents insist she have a bodyguard, and Amie would rather not, so after a lot of bickering she finally convinced them to let her take up private fencing lessons, which escalated into using claymores, sabers, and two-edged longswords. She ended up preferring the longsword and has been using it exclusively for the past eleven years.

Misc. Notes:
1. The Jane Coat of Arms motto: May your head be high, your strength be great, your heart be strong, and your mind be quick.
2. Amie is accompanied by an assistant/manservant named Winters.

Winters

Yes, that is John Reese from Person of Interest

3. Amie's car is a BMW i8 painted glossy black with gold trim. It is driven by Winters.

Amie's car

[Squad 404]

Ashley Chertal

Name: Ashley Chertal.
Species: Human werewolf.
Age: 23.
Gender: Female.
Personality: Ashley is fairly mellow. She's not overly happy, nor is she overly sad or cynical. She walks the middle of the road and would be found refilling the glass for another round than trying to figure out if it's half empty or half full. Ashley is lazy to a point, and generally does things to her own time over taking care of everything at once.

Appearance: Ashley is of average height since she stands at five feet five inches. Ashley's skin is close to copy paper in color due to her extended presence in clubs or bars. Ashley's hair is cut quite short and is black in color. Ashley's eyes are a dark green in color and are thankfully free of any fashion contacts or other oddities. Ashley's eyebrows are rough, but not excessive, and match her hair. Ashley's face is overall free of blemishes, which Ashley is immensely thankful for.

Ashley's body is fairly well rounded. Her upper and lower body is well developed and fit. She's not boasting bulging muscles or a six pack, but she's more than qualified for extended physical activity. Ashley doesn't have much in the way of marks on the rest of her body either, which she is again more than thankful for. Ashley's nails are trimmed down, and have also been painted black to fit with her overall punk look. Ashley's most prominent feature is actually a prominent bust, which she gets annoyingly frequent comments about.

Ashley's wardrobe fits well with her punk theme. Ashley wears a plain black T-shirt along with a light black cloth jacket. Ashley also wears a pair of black jeans. Beneath these jeans Ashley wears a pair of knee length nylon stockings and a pair of calf length black leather boots.

Ashley also wears a pair of fingerless leather gloves. These gloves have small metal studs over each knuckle, though they're obviously not weaponized. However, that doesn't prevent them from hurting a little more than usual should someone suffer a blow from Ashley. Ashley also wears a black one piece kneeskin swimsuit in place of traditional undergarments, since some more unruly members of the audience would sometimes find themselves throwing their drinks at the stage, leaving Ashley and her band members varying degrees of wet from time to time. The swimsuit helped prevent people from seeing more than they needed to.

When transformed, Ashley loses most of her outfit. Thankfully, her swimsuit is stretchy enough to handle the transformation with ease while still keeping everything covered. Her wolf form stands at six feet and five inches, making her taller than most men. Ashley's transformed body is coated with a fine layer of muscle. Not excessive like a bodybuilder, but slim and practical while still being easy to notice. Her legs are digitigrade, which makes her more agile and allows her to run faster at the cost of not being able to operate certain machinery due to her height and how her legs are shaped. Ashley's body is roughly the same shape aside, though everything is scaled up to fit her new size. Ashley's head is that of a wolf in this form, and her hair grows slightly to fit better. Ashley's fur is stormy grey in color with the underside of her torso having a lighter grey. Finally, while transformed, Ashley has a small lightning bolt on the top of her snout.

Powers: Lightning/electricity generation and control: Ashley is capable of generating and controlling electricity and lightning. This is primarily represented in bolts thrown from her fingertips, though she can also charge the studs in her gloves with electricity to make her punches hurt more.

Transformation: Ashley is a werewolf, and is capable of transforming into a werewolf form when enough adrenaline enters into her bloodstream, though this costs her most of her wardrobe for a while. While transformed, Ashley still has access to her lightning abilities, and can now charge her claws with lightning. As a bonus, she's also able to charge her fists with lightning, making her punches devastating.

Strengths: Immune to electric shock. Heals quickly. Physical prowess is enhanced in werewolf form.

Weaknesses: Water shuts down her electric powers due to the fact that she would shock herself if she used them. Skin contact with metal also shuts down her powers, and nearby metal will attract electricity. Silver burns her while she is transformed.

Background: Ashley grew up singing cover songs in bars and nightclubs in order to get by after a crummy early life. Her looks drew a crowd, her voice kept them there. However, this lifestyle turned out to be rather unsustainable. Forced to contemplate her future, Ashley walked to a nearby park to think things over. While she was walking around the trees, it started to rain. In her rush to get home, Ashley was struck by lightning. She passed out, and merely moments later a rogue werewolf tracked her smell. He giggled to himself that nature had cooked him a meal, and sank his teeth into Ashley's shoulder.

The werewolf went flying as ten thousand volts flew into his system. The bite healed shortly after, and Ashley got up and went home with a massive headache. This was three years ago, and her life has been different ever since.

Misc. Notes: None.

[BlessedWrath]

Samantha Cole

Name: Samantha Cole

Known Nickname(s), Alias(es): Sam

Species: Human

Age: 19

Gender: Female

Personality:
Gruff, snarky, tactless, with just a hint of scorn. If it does not directly relate to computers or machines, she quickly loses interest. Misanthropic, bordering on hateful.

Sam's particular social situation is only partly due to her ability, owing the rest to her being treated like damaged goods by her parents. She learned at an early age that all humans are disposable, and has taken it to heart in recent years. You can almost see it in her eyes; the fact that she does not consider people to be people, but...more like walking resources. Unpredictable, uncooperative, inefficient walking resources.

In terms of mannerisms, Sam may seem unkempt and chaotic to others, but her workspace is her safe place. Sane, logical, coordinated, even in its perpetual state of organized chaos. Moving just one circuit board will set her off on an hour rant about how nothing is sacred anymore.

Appearance:


Sam is slender, light on her feet, and built to favor speed over strength. Her posture and body language typically suggest submission, but those who know her well enough will recognize that as an act. The simple fact is that keeping your head down means fewer cameras catching a direct look at your face. As far as posture goes...if she can use body language to satisfy the egos of others, that just means fewer confrontations.

Her movements are methodical and precise, whether out of a need for careful attention during her tinkering or just being comfortable with economy of motion. There isn't a lot of fidgeting or wasted energy. The one thing she does move constantly is her eyes.

Whatever else can be said about her, Sam is always watching. She knows where the exits are, she knows how the people are moving around her, and she can probably spot the best places to stash something quickly. Sometimes it helps to be observant.

Her hair is often kept under her hood, but when it is visible, it is obvious she cuts it herself. There's no thought toward style or fashion, whatsoever. It's as if she only cuts it to get it out of her way.

Attire:
Black tee or sports bra, black hoodie, black cargo pants, black steel-toe work boots. Never leaves home without her messenger bag full of goodies.

Her "style", if you want to call it that, really has no bearing at all on what's fashionable. She is interested in function alone. The choice of color is simple: It's more difficult to catch somebody at night when they wear dark colors. Plus, it was free; people really should watch their laundry more closely.

Much of her clothing is therefore in varying states of wear, and almost every garment has been modified in some way for concealment options. Where one might expect to find a weapon, however, one would instead find a soldering iron, a few lengths of wire, some clippers, maybe a battery or two...

Additionally, Sam appears to have a special hatred of beauty products. Not only does she refuse to wear cosmetics, but she often mocks those who do. Her appearance has no bearing on her talents as a tinkerer, therefore it is not considered an asset.

Powers:
Technomind

A Technomind, also known as a Technocrat, is a person endowed with an instinctual knowledge of technology. The exact function of this ability is theorized to be a form of psionic echolocation; specifically that a resonant telepathic pulse reflects differently from different components, making a complete map of any device possible in an instant. Combined with an instinct for form and function, this ability allows its user to instantly identify the purpose of any given device, as well as diagnose any potential problems or damage and formulate a repair strategy. It is simultaneously an ability to decipher technological components as well as an innate, natural knowledge of technological structures. It is not so much an inherent knowledge of existing technology as much as an instinct for the principles behind it.

The ability may be used at range, but with added difficulty. Direct physical contact is the most reliable method for use. There may be other related abilities, such as remote reading of computer files, but none are yet present in Sam's case. In general, the ability represents an understanding of a given device, but it may grow to involve control over those devices as well. Such control would theoretically be achieved by supplying resonant psionic pulses to induce electronic current in a given device. Note that this will not work for anything purely mechanical; the devices must be controlled by way of electricity.

This ability causes such stresses on the brain that information gathered this way is permanently burned into her memory. As a side effect, sometimes other information (sounds, smells, simple facts, faces) can also be retained with perfect clarity. This eidetic memory cannot be used intentionally, and seems to be totally random.

Limits:
Early indications are that the ability requires physical contact as a trigger, but this limitation may be mitigated with practice.

Weaknesses/Drawbacks:
When triggered, the ability overloads her conscious mind with information, causing her to "bluescreen" and lose consciousness. The effect varies in intensity according to the complexity of the device. Again, this weakness may diminish with experience, but will never be completely eliminated.

Other:
As a direct result of her power, Sam has an inherent attention to detail which stems from eidetic memory. This memory capacity normally relates only to the technology she maps, but can involve other pertinent data as well. Unfortunately, as it is not a talent she consciously uses, which facts are retained are completely beyond her control; seemingly random in nature.

Strengths:
Sam displays a dizzying intellect in many areas of science and mathematics, as well as the ability to cannibalize components to create all manner of fiendishly clever devices. As part of her audition for entrance into a group of misfit "heroes", back on Earth, she once completely bypassed a card reader by feeding the electrical current of its lock indicator LED directly into the actuator, all but bare-handed. She is therefore a handy tool to have on hand if the group needs to be someplace they shouldn't be, or needs to make a hasty exit from a locked room. She is a fast learner, particularly when legitimately interested in the subject matter, and has a natural instinct for mechanical engineering, electronics, physics, and computer sciences.

Additionally, Sam's personal awareness and cunning appear to be abnormally sharp; perhaps honed by years of evading capture. She is therefore regarded by most as a tricky and difficult target to acquire. Naturally, infiltration, security countermeasures, and even computer intrusion are common tools in her portfolio.

Weaknesses:
Sam is not a social butterfly, by any definition of the term. She avoids human interaction whenever possible, and doesn't trust them even when forced to work with them. She is as far removed from the concept of "trust" as can be expected from a person with her background and history, therefore she shows great difficulty in team situations. She also prefers to acquire her materials in a manner not quite befitting the scrutiny of the law, which can get her into trouble with the local badges.

Additionally, her singular focus on technology has left her almost devoid of practical combat experience. What she does know about fighting has been pieced together from online videos, old movies, and impromptu engagements with a few street punks. A soldier she is not.

Background:
From an early age, Sam showed signs of brilliant intellect. She would often dis-assemble random devices in an effort to determine how they worked. Unfortunately, this led her parents to question her social development, ultimately causing them to ship her off to a behavioral health center in a larger city. Sam has since escaped that facility and has been using her gifts to survive on the street. You can be paid quite handsomely for jailbreaking an iPhone.

In the two years since her escape from this facility, Sam has lived on the streets of New York. Her chosen profession has earned more than just clients; she has embarrassed local law enforcement by evading capture, toppled corporations with a few lines of particularly nasty computer code, and even maneuvered a high-ranking member of the local mafia into a turf war with at least two prominent street gangs.

At this time, Sam's movements are not precisely known. She has gone to ground until the heat dies down, at which time it is almost certain she will provide her services to the next client with a fistful of dollars and a reason why legitimate services cannot be employed.

Misc. Notes:
Because she is not specifically experienced as a fighter does not mean Sam is completely helpless. When engaged, she prefers to exploit weaknesses to magnify damage to her opponents, and to avoid and evade until escape is possible. Faced with the two options, Sam would rather flee than fight.

If forced into combat, Sam is better equipped than to fight with just her fists. Her technological prowess has allowed her to create an array of defensive devices capable of assisting her in protecting herself against aggressors, including (but not limited to) shock gloves cannibalized from dismantled stun guns and high-energy capacitors, pressurized capsaicin dischargers which aerosolize a concentrated form of pepper spray at high speeds, and Shriekers; a sonic device capable of causing sensory overload in humans.

Sam's interest in this type of technology is a recent development, brought about by the necessity to avoid capture by multiple groups. She has since begun studying the application of technology in combat situations as a method for leveling the playing field against stronger opponents. It is by no means a guarantee of survival, but as Sam would likely point out: "It sure ain't gonna hurt my chances, either."

In the event that loss of powers is a thing, it is important to note that, while losing her powers would rob her of the ability to map any new devices, Sam's eidetic memory will still retain any information she has already gained by use of the power. Her experience with technology would still allow her to use that knowledge to create new devices, although certainly not with the same level of effectiveness as if aided by her power.

[Afro Samurai]

Dr. Jorvin Wainwright

Name: Dr. Jorvin Wainright

Species: Human.

Age: 39.

Gender: Male.

Personality: A soft spoken man, often resigned to his studies. When focused on a task, he is determined to get said task complete, no matter what it requires of him. His nature is not timid, and he does hold conviction in his beliefs, but he is open minded about things.

Appearance:

Powers: Alchemy

Applications

Barriers: He can resurrect defensive walls and shields from natural elements [earth and its subelements, fire, water and its subelements.]

Offense: He can transmute the solid elements (earth and its sub-elements, ice as a sub element of water) into weapons if necessary.

Elemental Manipulation: Dr. Wainwright has remote control over the five elements and can use them for varying effects. He is not an elemental kineticist, however. That is, he cannot move, lift, or generate any of the elements from thin air without altering the necessary molecules and bonds to create the element. What is not already available for use is usually outside of his control.

Strengths: His understanding and aptitude for alchemy is renown. He is a master scholar and a studious man, apt to gathering and deciphering information concerning natural habitats of most kinds.

Weaknesses: His knowledge elsewhere is limited. That is, he has great knowledge about select things, but is ignorant to much else. He often favors logic over emotion and does not always display empathy toward others. What is stagnant remains stagnant. If he violates the routine course of nature, he pays with his physical and mental health.

Background: He received his dual baccalaureate degrees in philosophy and chemistry. Both of which are the basic applications of advanced alchemy. He was a tremendous student, receiving a single A- in his entire undergraduate career. After he graduated summa cum laude he took two years off to independently study the workings of chemicals, receiving an apprenticeship with a research organization where he assisted several of the of the world's best scientists before going on to continue his education at UC-Berkeley where he prepared a graduate thesis on the Reaction of Chemicals in the Natural World: A Philosophical and Scientific Look At The Ethics of Alchemy.

Upon presenting his thesis and earning his Master's, he pursued subsequent Ph.D's for philosophy and chemistry at Harvard. It is here that his interest (and his ability to apply) alchemic transformations to the elements manifested. Years of study in his "field" (alchemy was not a well-trodden path in acadamia, Wainwright was a trailblazer in this respect) fostered his growth and refinement of practicing alchemy in its more natural forms. He has always been well-aware of the dark side of his pursuit, and consciously stays away from such areas, for he knows what the cost is. Six years into his doctoral studies, he receives his dual Ph.D's in philosophy and chemistry for his work. His dissertation, which he recently published as a full book, Breaching the Natural World: Conceptual and Practical Uses of Alchemy from the Renaissance to Present Day has become a hallmark in chemistry circles for its advancements in the mystical and ever elusive science that bridges the transcendent and the known.

For all his research, there can be no true mastery of nature; this is a maxim that remains tried and true, all the great authors have warned us about the conflict man has with nature--and how in the end it will always win. This eternal conflict is what brought him to the not-so-good doctor to Faiza; during his research on elemental transportation, something went awry. He thought he had calculated the correct axis point from which to create a natural pressurized vortex for travel to and from close locations--from the bedroom to the supermarket and back. Unfortunately, he was wrong and this vortex instead flung him into an entirely new land, where two robots were waiting for him. A foreigner, he was taken to some place that resembled one of those futuristic and 'state-of-the-art' robotics and technologies factories that always claim to 'lead the way to tomorrow's future, today'--and things of that sort.

Cybertronics Unlimited. The name alone affirmed his earlier sentiments. These machines weren't (or didn't appear to be) programmed for complete annihilation of organic species. At least he'd hoped not; persuasion was only useful for him if he was presenting a dissertation, not shooting the proverbial breeze. Also, why would anyone want to do that? Such a waste of time. Suspicions aside, he was lead into an office and it was quite kept. A woman sat before him dressed in typical CEO suitpant attire. Ah, that explains it. She looked to be one of those warm and calculating types. Or maybe she wasn't--he never was the best read of a person's character, and it hadn't gotten him into much trouble this far along on the trodden path.

He waited for her to speak, that was procedure with these sorts of things, he was sure. If all his years at teacher's conferences and faculty meetings taught him anything, the one with the fanciest suit and the nicest tie talked first and everyone else listened. He wasn't going to re-invent any wheels here (note to self: find a way to re-invent mechanical wheel, perhaps with liquid base? would make water skiing more accessible to the common man). She spoke long and arduous about the plans of her company and her goals, Wainwright added in that he was but a 'poor soul simply looking for upkeep and rest; just a weary and lost wanderer, madam'. She called his bluff, random vortexes don't appear in the middle of nowhere in Faiza. Wainwright could have sworn he saw two sparrows having a conversation on his way here. Maybe all the studying had finally broke him.

She uncovered the real telos of Wainwright's unexpected journey to this world--he was just trying to find a more efficient way for one to move themselves from the bathroom to the couch without the haggard convention people call 'walking.' There was a miscalculation of fixed axis points and a tad too much centripetal force and voila, here he was. She laughed. He laughed. She offered him refuge at the lodge if he so fancied and remarked something about how she'd keep a close eye on him and how she would make sure he spoke of no parts of this world if he ever managed to return to his own. He made no promises, but he didn't deny anything either; Jorvis just knew that one English class in 20 century post-modern theory would pay off somehow, though this was far from what he imagined.

He was here now, and he'd best make the most of it. It wasn't like he was going to bother replicating the vortex travel any time soon if it had failed the first time, there was no telling where he'd end up next. Plus, tampering with nature's laws in such unorthodox ways was not taken lightly by the ol' Mother. He wasn't going to make her any angrier than she already was with him. So, he would bide his time and figure out a way to perfect vortex travel. Who knows, maybe this earth had natural properties different from his own: new elements to discover, new combinations! Ah, the possibilities--and the revenue--were (hopefully) endless!

[duskshine749]

Samuel Deniel

Name: Samuel Deniel
Species: Human, mostly. There is some phoenix blood in his family granting his powers
Age: 22
Gender: Male

Personality: Sam is a very reserved person, though that has come with years of training himself to be that way. Naturally Sam is a very passionate person, not afraid to let someone know what he thinks or to jump in to action should he be needed. Some of this still leaks through, and sometimes he loses control of himself and can't help but allow his emotions to burst through. When he is in control he is very warm towards others, kind, caring, and compassionate. One thing that will set Sam off is people talking badly about his family, especially his father. Over the years he's gotten very good at dealing with bullshit, so inane things usually won't set him off unless used against him en mass for a somewhat extended period of time. But a personal attack against him or those he cares about will always get under his skin.

Appearance: Sam is 6'2" and weighs 280lbs. but the height helps make it look like he weighs less. He has glasses and short cut brown hair with striking orange eyes. He is very pasty white and is normally clean shaven. Can often be found wearing jeans and a green hoodie. When it gets too hot for that he'll switch to cargo shorts and a comfortable t-shirt with some kind of nerdy design on it.

Powers: Sam has the ability of pyrokinesis. Normally he can summon fire and manipulate it, or cause an object within his sight to burst in to flames. When he gets emotional he will often times burst in to flames and may float a few inches above the ground. The intensity and heat of his flames increases with his emotions but it also becomes harder to control. He also cannot be burned due to the nature of his powers.
Another name for someone with his particular powerset is a Burster, and when he looses all his strength or loses control you can see why. He will burst in to flames and depending on his power/his emotional state fire will also radiate off him in waves, much like the sun, but much less powerful of course. When in this state his eyes turn from just having orange irises to full orange globes. If he is not in control of his emotions he will seek out the person who offended him so deeply, becoming almost mindless in his task.

Strengths: Sam has a pretty good memory and he's also fairly good at math. He also has some fighting skills from when he took tae-kwon-do as a kid, though he stopped a few years back

Weaknesses: Water, and especially rain weakens his powers. Also sending him in to an emotional rage, while dangerous, will yield him unable to control himself and he will exhaust his ability to fight within a few minutes

Background: Sam lived his life like a normal person for the most part, though he was home schooled until high school. This was his parents' decision to make sure he was able to control his emotions so he didn't have an incident in the school. He was born with his powers, the blessing of the phoenix they called it, he thought of it more like a curse. His sister doesn't have the powers of the phoenix, she has something else she has to deal with. Sam never applied himself in school so he didn't make it in to a university, so instead he just works as a bus driver, and that's fine with him.
His father died when he was 16, and when he found out it was a good thing most of their home was fire resistant. For the following week or two Sam had a constant dark blue flame burning around him, reflecting the sorrow he couldn't control. The phoenix blood was from his father's side, but aside from training him, his dad was just an all around awesome guy that Sam wants to be just like one day.
A week before joining the lodge, Sam nearly had an incident while he was working. It was a mostly normal day, he was getting to the end of his shift, and it wasn't even that bad of a thing that happened. Some guy was just talking on his phone and was using speakerphone for some reason. Sam couldn't stop the guy from doing that, but it was just annoying and made Sam slightly agitated. Apparently it was enough to be a big deal because he noticed he hands were smoking on the steering wheel. Luckily the guy stopped or else he may have lost control and burned the whole bus to ash. Sam may be happy being a bus driver, but he needs an outlet for his powers and he knows it. He doesn't want to be some big shot, but not everyone has phoenix blood, it makes him special, and means he'll need to find more of a purpose in this world than just driving a bus.
Misc. Notes: (anything important to the character that should be known, but for whatever reason doesn't fit into any other category)

[Raijinslayer]

Jaiden

Name: Jaiden Fairfield

Species: Human(Mutant)

Age: 21

Gender: Male

Personality: Jaiden is and always has been the type to go with the flow, never really sticking to one place for very long and tending to leave a string of broken hearts in his wake as he does so. While not a bad guy per se, he's definitely pretty self-centered and often doesn't think twice about the effect his actions might have on others. He's lived with his powers for sometime as of now, and while he has done his best to minimize their impact on his daily life due to the potential dangers, he can't help but feel a sense of empowerment over most people. This manifests itself in an almost unnerving level of arrogance at times, where he talks down to you as a predator would to their hopeless prey. This side of himself doesn't flare up that often, but when it does, Jaiden can't deny that it often feels more natural to slip into this set of mind then to 'pretend' to be just another one of the sheep.

Jaiden can be quite the flirt when he wants to be, and makes no attempts to hide his appreciation for the fairer sex, though he does make sure to keep it respectful and appropriate whenever possible. He strives to be charming and suave, and usually can manage to at least interest any girl he sets his eyes on, but he's no master of seduction. He's made his fair share of flubs and mistakes, and is prepared for the fact that he'll probably make many more in the future.

One final thing about Jaiden is that he is a liar by nature, never being one to openly tell the truth if he can see a benefit in lies. Even his flirtatious behavior is little more than an act, a facade he puts on to entertain and distract himself from the emptiness that fills his life. Jaiden is a man who lacks any real purpose or drive in his life, a fact that he truly hates about himself.

Appearance: Jaiden is rather tall at around 6'1 with a lean, muscled frame, dyed platinum blonde hair and reddish-hazel eyes. His features could be best described as rogue-ish, though his resting face is admittedly somber when he thinks he's alone. He often wears a thin jacket above a light-colored T-shirt, some slightly ripped pants(he claims it's for aesthetics. It's not.), and some plain white sneakers.

Powers: Biokinesis: Jaiden bears the ability of Biokinesis, one that has been his for the last 2-3 years. The ability allows him to freely manipulate that shape and form of his body at the cost of some Bio-mass being consumed as fuel for the immense level for cellular division needed to perform such transformations. With his current level of skill, he can form his arms into either powerful claws(good for grasping, slashing, and piercing, they also provide a notable boost to his strength, allowing him to put quite a bit of power into an attack) or sprout a spiky tendril out from his hand to either grapple opponents or act as a grappling hook of sorts for offensive options. Defensively, he has a greatly enhanced healing factor, especially if he focuses on the afflicted area, and can form a carapace of bone around his body, giving him a more monstrous appearance while also providing increased physical protection due to the higher density composition of the carapace, giving it a durability similar to that of metal, though slightly better due to the higher flexibility and shock-absorption qualities of bone. He can also create separate constructs from his body, such as weapons, from his own bones, but they aren't terrible strong and this are capable of breakage if one isn't careful.

As mentioned before, he has an increased regenerative factor, making him a rather tough individual to keep down, though hits to the brain are able to incapacitate him for a time, and destroying the brain completely would definitely be his end. Aside from that, he can passively heal injuries that would normally last for months in mere minutes, or seconds if he focuses all of his biokinetic focus towards the act of healing, though this does usually cause a large increase in bio-mass consumption as he clocks his healing factor into overdrive.

One final ability of his that he is aware of, but can't utilize, is the ability to completely shapeshift into another person. The reason he can't use this power, however, is due to the fact that he must not only take in significant amount of that person's fresh genetic code inorder to form a flawless copy, but he must also devour their brain as well, so as to take in their memories and perfect his disguise down to the smallest details. This ability seems to only be possible with humanoids, as Jaiden has tested it out with lesser creatures(a few cows slated for the slaughterhouse and a few other sickly animals that were already on the verge of death as it were) but to no effect.

Predatory Enhancements: While Jaiden isn't sure exactly why as of yet, it's clear that all of his abilities are slated towards a predatory means if gathering Biomass, as obtaining Biomass is not only somewhat less effective, but also strikes a chord deep within him as unsatisfactory, though he's learned to mostly ignore it by now. . . mostly. His predatory have also led to his Biokinesis making passive enhancements to his senses, such as hearing and smell, allowing him to more accurately pinpoint and track a target, as well as identify prey whose biology makes them incompatible with his own(specifically those with a genetic mutation of their own, such as Sam or Ashely, for example. Basically, anyone with a power that is something they could do since birth that effect their body in someway or somehow involved the altering of their genetic code makes them incompatible with Jaiden's biology). His reflexes are also enhanced as well, enabling faster reactions, but not inhumanely so as of yet, though further focus in altering his physiology in subtle ways could change this.

Strengths: Is a amazing actor, meaning that it's very hard to tell when he's being truthful with someone, of if he's just pulling an act in order to get them to lower their guard. He's also taken classes in Martial arts, so he does have some fighting skills. A bit of a gear head as well, and a lover of motorcycles as well. He's also just a really sociable person and, if you buy into his act, one that's not too hard to get along with.

Weaknesses: Fire, Intense Cold, or anything else that kills off cells is a good way to deal with him, as he can't re-absorb dead cells into his body, meaning that he has left Bio-mass to use when in a fight. Electricity is also a very good way to at the very least slow his abilities, as it fucks over the nerves and can likely incapacitate him or that particular construct for a short period while his body tries to revitalize and/or reconnect these nerves. Also, while he can reattach limbs and such, this requires a lot of focus to do properly, else he could fuck up the connections, thus further lengthing the time he needs to stay out of a fight.

When it comes to his transformations, his claws do a lot to increase his damage potential, but they are also prone to stressing the rest of his body as well, due to the immense shockwaves that ripple through him when he makes an attack, especially one that his been blocked effectively. As such, he'll have to take a moment to shake off the effects of the reverberation after each attack, possibly leaving him open to an attack/counter-attack if timed right. His armor is pretty tough, but far from unbreakable, and bullets can do plenty to shake him up, especially those of a higher caliber. Generally, blunt force attacks tend to do the best against him in this state. The joints of the armor are also very good targets, as they have weak-spots in order to allow him to keep a good degree of mobility in this form(though he is still generally slower and less agile in it than he would be otherwise.)

The tendril itself, while strong, is pretty vulnerable to multiple forms of attack, and can be dispatched pretty easily by damaging it since it's essentially one giant muscle of sorts, and as such, the pain from the attack will often cause Jaiden to back off. While his use of his abilities in secret have given him a tolerance to pain, he isn't immune to it, and massive trauma will likely floor him quite a bit.

One final drawback to Jaiden's abilities is that they work on a sort of system of orders, a system which he can only keep control of so many functions at a time. As such, he can only access one of his active activations at a time(Claws, Tendril, or Armor), and it takes time an energy to switch between forms, so he often only switches into these forms when he really needs to.

Background: Jaiden's life up until a few years ago could be considered mostly uneventful. He had a normal upbringing, with loving parents, and got decent grades. However, instead of joining the workforce when he came of age, Jaiden decided to instead go world traveling with nothing but the clothes on his back. He had no desires to spend his days toiling away in college just to end up in some dead-end job, working towards a life of plain mediocrity. As such, he took to the roads on his trusty motorcycle and never looked back, leaving his entire life behind for an uncertain, but possibly exciting future.

It was also during this adventure into the wide world that cause him to awaken to his dormant abilities after a rather nasty run in with a gang of thugs that had decided to make him their target one moonless night. Armed with steel pipes, bats, and a desire to inflict as much pain and fear as possible, they set upon him in a rather brutal fashion. However, within the mist of this beating/mugging, something awoke in Jaiden, something primal. . . and hungry. What happened next was a blur of red until he came to in front of the very gang that had been terrorizing him before, all of them unconscious and in critical condition as he stood above them, his arms having transformed into a monstrous pair of dull claws. Ever since that day, he's been experimenting with his abilities, discovering the pros and cons and working his best to keep the free-roaming lifestyle he had desired. And while the powers gifted to him by his abilities made things easier in some regards, he couldn't help but feel as if his solitary life-style was also having an effect on his humanity, as long nights alone often went from thoughts of ways to further his abilities to thoughts of how to silence the inner hunger that was always crawling at him from that deep, dark, primal place in his gut. As luck would have it, he'd stumble upon the inivitation
to the Lodge one day while passing through a city one day, and decided that this was likely his best shot at re-orienting himself and pushing down any darker stirrings within him by hanging out with good friends and just roughing it out in the wild. Or at least, to pretend they're roughing it while staying in an air-conditioned lodge in the middle of nowhere.
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[Nightknight]

Name: Jing Shen

Species: Human

Age: 36 (Looks 25)

Age: Male (Constantly gets mistaken for Female)

Personality: Shen as a persistent aura of calm and confidence about him, even in grossly inappropriate times. He has a disdain for notions of societal or social conformity, viewing them as inhibitors to creative expressions and genuine bonding. He is quiet and reserved most of the time, though he isn’t afraid to be snarky and make jest of other people’s frustrations. To most he comes across as cold and logical, though this belies his more tender nature, one in which he is not afraid to show to others he wants to have more… “intimate” interactions with. He is a hopeless romantic, a man who derives pleasure, both base and profound, from the people he meets. Perversion aside, he tries to see the beauty in all things and is very introspective. He strives for poetry and meaning like a man possessed, and his will and determination is rivaled by few.

Appearance: Shen is slender, 6’6 tall and an incredibly handsome young man with long cascading dark blue hair that reaches nearly to his waist and two little hair “antennae” at the top. He has sparkling sky blue eyes and a smooth heart-shaped face. He possesses only a little bit of musculature to differentiate his masculinity from his otherwise very effeminate appearance and demeanor. As he is fond of swimming (and loves the sensation) he shaves every single strand of hair other than that which adorns his head. He is very pragmatic when it comes to clothing, usually preferring function over form if he can’t compromise and doesn’t like his fluid movements to be impaired. His most usual attire is a dark purple cloak with storm flap and hood with a light purple vest and navy blue long-sleeved shirt beneath. His pants are navy blue baggy cargo pants with gun holsters and his brown boots are steel-toed.

Powers: Water Manipulation: Whenever Shen’s mind, body, and spirit are working in harmonious tandem, he can manipulate H2O molecules in any form. He can control the movement of water, allowing him to effortlessly use it to attack and defend in a mesmerizing dance of fluid motion. He can change the pressure of water as well, allowing him to focus the water to a point where it can cut through solid steel. He can even alter the energy state of water, allowing him to transition its natural state from a liquid to solid ice and obscuring mist and back again. Other applications of his water powers include levitating and propelling water through the air, affecting currents and their directions and shielding pockets of air allowing him to store oxygen for diving. Due to a very intimate understanding of his body and his abilities he can even manipulate the water inside his own body for various effects. He can direct blood flow within his veins and arteries, increasing the blood flow and allowing his body to detoxify more quickly as well as distribute the weight in his body more effectively. This also helps in warming and cooling his insides down depending on external conditions.

Physical and Mental Attributes and Skills: Due to several years of training in Tai Chi Chuan, Yoga, swimming, contortion and other martial arts, Shen has a very acute awareness of body and mind. His body is very nimble and flexible, and he is a master of physical balance and maneuverability. Instead of reacting to force with force, he has trained his body to roll with the punches and redirect his opponent's force against him. He is very athletic and acrobatic, a dancer on the battlefield who fights with precision and grace. While far from strong in the rawest sense, he can replenish energy faster than most normal people and tap into these reserves to give him enough stamina to endure longer periods of physical exertion. He can also contort his body fit into small places or finagle his way out of confinements. He is also trained in the use of blades and guns.

Strengths: Shen has very good dexterity and maneuverability and his water manipulation has a great range of versatility and a good balance of offense and defense. He is very aware of his mind and body, knows his limitations and is very level-headed and precise.

Weaknesses: Shen’s water powers requires some form of freedom of movement and clarity and lucidity of mind, robbing him of these things can diminish or even negate his powers entirely. His powers and martial arts prioritize defense over offense, thus an especially aggressive and resilient opponent can corner him if he spends too much time defending. Shen’s power is very much dependent on whatever water is available in his surroundings. Shen has finesse, but he lacks strength and long-term stamina and can easily be overpowered if an opponent can succeed in connecting a blow.

Misc: Jing Shen was born left-handed, but learned how to be ambidextrous.

[Squad 404]

Rebecca Chertal

Name: Rebecca Chertal.

Species: Human.

Age: 100, but due to a youth serum looks about 23.

Gender: Female.

Personality: Rebecca is cautious about forming bonds with people. She’s friendly, but there’s a wariness to her eyes that shows she’s had her trust abused before. Rebecca is honest about things and likes to get to the point, as dancing around a subject can end poorly. Rebecca is rather inquisitive and doesn’t like secrets being kept from her, which can cause strain on others when she does her own investigation into things rather than just accepting them at face value.

Appearance: Rebecca stands at about 5’ 7”. Slightly tall for women, but not excessive. Rebecca’s hair is black in color and is about shoulder length. It’s kept straight and out of her face, but is otherwise not really taken care of aside from trimming and washing. Rebecca’s face is rather attractive with refined feminine features and a lack of scars. Rebecca doesn’t wear makeup, too much time to apply it. Rebecca’s body is well toned with muscle from her work, but thanks to the trickery that a shady doctor pulled she’s far more attractive than she remembers. Not that Rebecca is complaining. Rebecca’s bust is large, prominent and attention grabbing while her hips and thighs are fairly thick, giving her a well defined hourglass that, in hindsight, Rebecca likes to exploit. After all, sex appeal is one of the most powerful forces in the universe.

Rebecca’s outfit amps this up some since she wears a pair 3” high heel knee length black leather punk boots which are capped with silver skulls. This brings her total height up to 6’, putting Rebecca on eye level with most men. Rebecca also wears a pair of black leather motorcycle pants. These pants cling tightly to Rebecca and define her lower body well. They also have the added benefit of having protective ribbing along the thighs, calves, and knees. Rebecca also wears a black cropped tank top that clings to her body and ends just below the top of her navel. Over this, Rebecca wears a black leather biker jacket that is left open. Between her tank top and biker jacket Rebecca wears a double shoulder holster set, complete with two revolvers. Rebecca also wears a pair of fingerless black leather gloves with tipped metal studs over the knuckles. They’re not sharp on their own, but a good punch would probably dig out skin. On each wrist is a silver wristband that serves as a compression chamber for ammunition, holding thousands of rounds each and ensuring that Rebecca will always have plenty of ammunition to reload with. As a bonus, the bracelets are made from a magnesium and silicon carbide alloy that allows them to be extremely tough while weighing almost nothing.

Powers: No physical powers, at least, not without her gear. If she could get her microdrive belt repaired Rebecca could blink short distances with a small cooldown between each blink. Unfortunately, her dimension hopping gear is burned out beyond repair and she’s stuck there unless she gets new versions or finds some alternate method to hop between dimensions.

It’s not really a “power” per say, but Rebecca does have a pair of Remington model 1875 revolvers that are chambered for .45 Colt. They’re not original production revolvers, but are modern built replicas. This allows them to enjoy modern alloys which render the guns stronger and easier to maintain while also giving the added benefit of allowing them to have double/single action triggers instead of just single action, which would render it impossible to fire the guns akimbo due to the hammer needing to be cocked manually for each shot.

Strengths: Two revolvers. A lot of combat experience.

Weaknesses: Fear of old age. Fear of loss of physical capability. Fear of betrayal. Loyalty and trust issues.

Background: In another universe Rebecca was one of the finest bounty hunters that her corner of the galaxy knew. Hired on as a permanent member of the local sector security force Rebecca was given a badge and a blank check to make the best use of her natural talent. Rebecca coasted on that for a few years until she was twenty five, but after a few missions went bad due to her raw talent no longer holding up to the tougher targets she was sent after Rebecca was put through the standard and advanced training courses that the local security force had developed. Her body lost a lot of the curvature it once had. This was replaced by a very athletic frame that performed much better than Rebecca’s previously more beauty oriented body. With her physical performance nearing a peak Rebecca reentered the fray and brought in bounty after bounty. Her skills with her revolvers were unmatched by the crime lords she took down or brought in, and only one thing kept Rebecca on the sidelines: Time.

By 35, Rebecca was starting to feel the toll that a hyper-athletic body and lifestyle could take. Her joints ached from the constant exercise and combat, while her wrists were sore from the constant akimbo nature of her revolvers. For all the natural talent Rebecca had, it was still best to hold a gun with two hands to better manage the kick. Rebecca was pulled from active missions and was assigned to internal jobs and training. For lack of a better term, Rebecca was now a desk clerk. Rebecca hated pushing papers and reading trainee files, though actually training people wasn’t half bad. Unfortunately, by fifty, Rebecca was spent. Her back and joints had developed problems that required powerful medication to be taken daily, and her vision was starting to wear down, which mandated glasses. Rebecca hated her day to day now, as everyone was reluctant to assign her to anything for fear of losing her strategic skill. One day, Rebecca caught a break, though it wasn’t quite the break she was asking for.

During a session of training, one of her students, a young and naturally skilled man that reminded Rebecca of her own start, was doing some training with rubberized rounds. Non lethal, but not free from danger. Rebecca’s bulletproof vest caught on the sharp corner of the simulated scrap metal cover and snapped open, the trainee didn’t notice this and planted three rubber 5.56 mm rounds into Rebecca’s stomach. The pain was immense, and the only thing that Rebecca remembered was the cry for a medic before she passed out. Rebecca awoke a week later floating in a nanite tank, which brought interesting news.

The nanomachines that had been used to repair her shattered intestines had also gone to work repairing the damage that time had done to the rest of her body. Rebecca, for all intents and purposes, was back to being 25. This was amazing to Rebecca, but it also served as the start of her ending. The trainee that she had been dueling with was an agent planted by some of the more corrupt higher members of the security force. Rebecca was young again, but only as long as the nanomachines remained in her body. Rebecca was thrown back into the field, her years of experience in a body of a fresh recruit was a deadly combination that made her one of their most successful agents.

However, Rebecca didn’t drop her previous job and instead shifted to managing internal affairs. This was the match that lit the fuse. Rebecca began to notice trends within the security forces that grew more and more disturbing. Criminals that were brought in alive mysteriously died, and high ranking crime lords kept finding ways to escape from their top tier cells. Something was up, and Rebecca wanted to know. The corrupt members of the security force couldn’t have that, and so they decided to further distance Rebecca from internal affairs by providing her with trans-dimensional work. This kept Rebecca from snooping for a while, but it was far too soon for their liking that Rebecca resumed her investigations onto the suspicious activities that were plaguing the department. Enough was enough. With a remote signal, they deactivated the nanomachines that were keeping Rebecca young and alive.

The next few days were a rush. Rebecca had to find something to fix her problem, but most of her contacts were being burned left and right. Dipping into the black market that she used to terrorize, Rebecca found a doctor with a rare youth serum. Unloading what remained of her bank account, Rebecca underwent treatment. The doctor, however, did not intend on being honest. Rebecca was made young again, but she also found that her previously hyper-athletic body was replaced by one that was both extraordinarily attractive and hyper feminine. Not the best for a soldier without a home. Rebecca’s hands were strapped to the table while the doctor explained that he was going to brainwash her into a personal servant, and approached with a helmet in hand, ready to rewrite her mind to serve his beck and call. Thankfully the doctor was not dealing with the best of materials, and Rebecca was able to slip her hand out from one of the cuffs. As Rebecca broke his nose, her body still seemed to harbor its previous physical power well enough. Perhaps a slight decrease due to the missing muscle mass, but everything felt fairly good. Gathering her gear up and trading a medical gown for the only clothing she could find, Rebecca noticed that something was off. Her dimensional jump gear was charging, which was only a function that it did when it was preparing to jump. Someone had been messing with it. Rebecca tried to get the warp pack off, but the locks had been smeared with a contact glue. A cheap trick, but effective if someone wasn’t expecting it.

Rebecca was thrown through the warpspace violently. When she left, she slammed into the ground deep inside a forest. It was dark, and Rebecca could barely see. Parts of her gear sparked from the harsh landing, and her tracking and warp equipment smoked from the meddling that had been done to it. Standing up, Rebecca looked about to try and get her bearings. Spotting lights in the distance, Rebecca began to hike and soon found herself at a lodge buried deep in the woods.

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((Posted with Discord given GM approval.))