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This war hasn’t been the first involving Gifted- the superpowered, the blessed, the cursed- as a species, as active participants using their powers for bloodshed.

Throughout history, there have been traces of humans talented with special abilities, capable of feats unachievable by the average man or woman. Prophets, creatures of lore, those blessed with incredible luck, or who could read people completely, or those regarded as magicians...Of course, many were unaware of these abilities, and those who did were either regarded as gods, or kept their secrets under lock and key in fear of the consequences. It was only recently- several hundred years ago- that they began to appear more frequently, with more intense powers, more obviously “special”.

The Gifted.

As with anything unique, tensions rose, with humans declaring the Gifted dangerous. Their children could easily be harmed by one with super strength, and robberies could become even more life-threatening when performed by a pyrotechnic. War soon broke out, the recorded beginning dating to around a century ago. However, this story is not about then.

Humans, those who were unfortunate enough not to have such powers, not only lost; they were wiped off the face of the earth, with only tiny pockets remaining. In the chaos and anarchy that followed at the lack of any real stable civilization, two factions emerged.

Erubesco, the faction of culture, monarchy, grace, and science.

Liberty, the faction of order, efficiency, unity, and progress

Given the clash of their ideologies, lifestyles, and many other factors, it did not take long before both declared war on one another. They scrambled to collect land, stronger Gifted to fight under their command, and to gain an upper hand when both were equal in strength. Both groups even found themselves relying on tampering with genetic code, hoping to unlock something which would strengthen their own side. The war has currently been raging for eight years in total, in which many lives have been lost, and many atrocities committed.





Much like the fairy tales which parents tell to their children at storytime, Erubesco is based around a concept of nobility, kings and queens, and an idealized view of “good” and “evil”. Towns cluster around grand castle bases, soldiers are dubbed as the “knights in shining armor” for the weak and defenseless, and many civilians go about their life with art and song heavily involved in their schedules. At face value, it appears like a beautiful utopia of prosperity and life.

However, the truth is far darker, as one might expect. Not only are the general issues that tend to come with a monarchy present- inequality, a very unlikely chance of ascending to another role, etc.- but civilian experimentation is very much the norm. While the entire process tends to be kept rather hushed, what occurs beneath the beautiful tiling of the castle floors is very real, and very active. While the glitz and glamor of movie stars and storybook towns may be appealing to many, it is a thin veil to what Erubesco truly stands for underneath it all. The ranks are as follows:

King

Viceroy/Lord/Lady

Grand Chancellor

Chancellor

Knight Commander

Alchemist

Knight/Acolyte

Infantry

Conscript

Serf





The first impression which tends to fall upon the viewer of any Liberty city is a certain...blandness. Nigh-identical buildings and streets, all made up of a monochrome color. A majority of the population reside in their own apartments, and a lack of real vibrancy. However, Liberty’s morals are the main reason so many are drawn; preaching fair rights for all, scorning the pointless harm of her populace, and pushing the belief that, with enough hard work and care, even the weakest can grow into a potential Councillor.

Of course, while Liberty preaches patience towards its people, caring for them and providing for the needs of the loyal, they also push for extreme devotion. The rebellious are carefully groomed into fiercely loyal citizens, and the unity which is so focused upon can have the unfortunate side effect of damaging individuality. The ranking system is a fair deal more complicated when compared to that of Erubesco’s, but retains somewhat of a pattern. There are several sectors of Liberty, with each having seven ranks or less; ranging from the lowly Trainee, to the grand Councillor. Each sector is headed by a Councillor, which work with the Founder- and Leader- on near equal terms to make decisions for Liberty.

The sectors are as follows:

Espionage

Loyalty Affirmation

Interrogation

Economics

Defense

Genetics

Healing

Training

Education

Infrastructure

Agriculture

As there are are many different offshoots of these sectors, as well, and would take far too long to go through as is, it shall not be placed on this page. Instead, feel free to message the GMs if you want specifics on the rankings.



Of course, what with the fact that quite a number of the Gifted population disagree with the beliefs of the current superpowers, many splinter groups have formed. None have been unable to reach the strength that the factions possess, but manage to survive in the harsh wastelands nonetheless. Ranging from tribes, to mercenaries, to rag-tag bundles, it is common for these small communities to often be at each other’s throats.



While the term “wanderer” itself applies to any group or individual roaming the wastelands that is not a Mercenary or Faction goer, it does not mean that the children of the ash are necessarily organized or allied. Small towns crop up here and there, sometimes led, sometimes not. Nomads wander in groups or alone, and criminals abound. It poses a difficult life, but for some, it serves as the best way to escape the sinister clutches of the factions.



While mercenaries tend to work under the factions, doing the dirty work that their bosses can’t spare the resources to do, that does not stop them from forming clusters of sorts to make jobs easier. There is only one current mercenary group that is being followed, however, although there are quite a few who work alone or work in other gatherings of sorts.

Character Sheet

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Full Name:

Nicknames/Aliases:

Age:

Gender:

Gift:

Loyalty: (if Erubescian or Liberty, please add their position if you can)

Description: (What do they look like? Even if you've got a picture, a bit of writing would be nice. Include their usual attire, any notable scarring or markings, etc.)

Personality:(A brief outline of their demeanour.)


Skills: (Gift based or practical abilities.)

Weaknesses: (Achilles' Heels that can be exploited by enemies.)


Brief History: (Any notable events in their background that might have shaped them. If you don't want to reveal too much, that's fine.)

Other:

(Anything else you think everyone needs to know about your character.)

Rules:

- Basic rules apply here, too. Be legible, no PPing, no veering wildly off canon, etc.
- Please ask me if you have an idea for the plot/factions/story-line. I really dislike it when people think they can get away with doing something extremely ridiculous.
- Be polite. Inside the RP, your characters can be at each other's throats, but outside we're all responsible, mature people(I hope), who should act that way.
- No stealing other people's characters.
- Please try to be unique with your Gifted's powers.
- No fantasy. Anything fantasy ish (ex; dragons, something that seems demonic) must be explained with Gifts. No straight out magic exists.
- Certain character ranks (ex; anything above Agent in Liberty, anything above Knight in Erubesco) must be approved by a GM.
- Powerful characters must also be approved by a GM.
- Humans have been practically wiped out for a while, meaning that having human parents is a no-go, unless I give permission. Same with human characters; and, in connection to that, humans do not belong in the factions.
- Enjoy!

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Knight Kora Norrevinter

Full Name: Kora Mari Nørrevinter

Nicknames/Aliases: The Viking, Red

Age: 28

Gender: Female

Gift: --Berserkrgang: A gift passed down from the warriors of Norse tales, Kora is able to enter a state that massively increases her physical ability and makes her impervious to pain. The berserk state takes her already impressive strength and endurance and removes the limits placed upon it by the body's natural mechanisms of self-preservation. Her heartrate spikes, her core temperature soars, and her secondary ability goes haywire. She is able to decimate most obstacles in her path, and shrug off even major injury.

These effects are temporary however, and the backlash can be quite severe.

-Chemical Energy Combustion: Adapted cells on Kora's skin are able to rapidly convert sugar in her blood into extremely high heat. Her hands will become superheated and often able to combust flammable material by touch and cause severe burns, however more destructively she can project this heat out in forceful bursts that can flung opponents back, causing great damage.

Loyalty: Erubesco, Knight

Description: : Kora is, shall we say,a rather distinct individual. Over six and a half feet tall, with wild, wavy red hair and pale skin, she comes across as pretty intimidating at first glance. And for many she only becomes more intimidating fro there.

Kora speaks with a distinct accent, closest to Norwegian, and is able to speak in English and Norwegian, having been born in the Troms region of Norway. She tends to shout when annoyed, or excited, or trying to emphasize, so she'd rather hard to ignore.

Clothing-wise, most of the time Kora has little interest in dressing up, only tending to don anything very feminine when pressed. Most of the time she exists in a T-shirt and cargo pants.

Personality:
Kora is defined mostly be being quite...intense. In pretty much all ways. If she is angry she is screaming and shouting and breaking things. If she's happy she's also screaming and shouting and breaking things. Most extremes of emotion seem to manifest in destruction of some form, and when she isn't doing any of these she's often listening to far-too-loud heavy metal music or drinking other staffers under the table. She can...grate on people a little.

Kora has a serious trouble controlling her temper, and struggles not to fly into a rage at trivial matters.

Skills:
-Very skilled hand-to-hand fighter and able to tank damage unlike almost any other.
-Unflinching in the face of danger.
-Unwavering loyalty and tenacity means she is very unlikely to give up.

Weaknesses:
-Her tenacity often leads her to her refusing to admit that things are too much for her to handle.
-Her generations of selective breeding have left her prone to many illnesses, and had resulted in a massively shortened lifespan, about 30 years.
-Kora has little sense of finesse or sophistication which tends to leave her rather looked down upon in Erubesco society.


Brief History: Kora is offspring of one of the oldest known gifted bloodlines, dating back to protogermanic in northern pre-roman Europe. The Berserkers. This ability runs in her family, and has been ruthlessly cultivated by the Norrevinter family throughout history, to the point that the family is rumoured to have interbred to maintain the purity of the blood within it.

This has resulted in a line of gifted bred for war. Strong, tall, hardy and excelling at athletic feats they're imposing enough even without the use of powers.
This comes at a price however. The questionable methods of maintaining their purity have resulted in illness and defects, with the average lifespan being little more than thirty.

Kora's own father, Ren, died from this family curse when Kora herself was only about fifteen years old. As a result she was shipped over to attend formal training in order to take up his role. From there, she became an Erubescan Knight.

Other: -Rarely seen without her mjolnir pendant.

O.R.I.N

Full Name: Operations, Recon and Infrastructure Network

Nicknames/Aliases: O.R.I.N

Age: 22

Gender: Female

Gift:

Loyalty: Erubesco

Description: Oren stands at about 5'7, an angular-looking woman with blue-black hair, grey eyes. She has high, noticeable cheekbones and a naturally pale complexion, only enhanced by spending a long time indoors. While not exactly intimidating in stature, she carries herself with an unsettlingly artificial manner, and doesn't seem to blink, something that tends to unnerve people.

Whilst she looks quite human in most respects, there's something really off about ORIN's eyes. They do not look human. Because they aren't. The eyes are entirely synthetic and offer a glimpse into the internal workings. The irises glow white, something that becomes fair more noticeable in the dark, and they have no visible pupil as all the surface under the lens has functional photoactive cells.

Her speech sounds rather synthesized, and isn't especially good at conveying tone.

Possesses some exposed circuitry at the top of her spine.

Personality:

Cold.

‘Friendly’ and ‘helpful’ are not exactly the words you might use to describe ORIN. She is less of an assistant eager to help staff with their problems, and more of a worldweary academic who feels a lot smarter than most of the people she’s around (probably because by design she most likely is).

ORIN is partly designed for direct interaction with staff in order to answer questions, so she doesn’t refuse requests, but she’s not always especially polite or sympathetic regarding the problems of others. She’s perfectly capable of being rude, and has few consequences to worry about for it.

It’s not as if the Citadel can fire her.

ORIN may often come across as emotionally flat, very rarely seeming openly happy or sad about anything (though she can certainly convey irritability from time to time) and it often fools people into assuming that she doesn’t have any personality independent from the system.

This mistake is, of course, quickly resolved when ORIN takes against a person and ‘accidentally’ locks them between two blast doors.


Skills: -Near limitless memory and access to all of the Citadel's database on personnel.

-Extremely intelligent.

-Technological interface mean ORIN is able to accomplish far more in a very short space of time than most people would be able to.

Weaknesses: - ORIN is not permitted to leave the Citadel.

-Her emotional flatness means her ability to talk people into....pretty much anything is pretty limited.


Brief History: ORIN is the result of a project commissioned by weapons development at Erubesco's primary military base, The Citadel, as a means for both powering and defending the HQ from attack.
Taking children and integrating them with the base’s computer system to serve as both the base’s power source, its main data centre, and the controller of many of its functions, the biologicak part of the construct’s mind allowing for the adaptability and flexibility only present within a living thing, and allowing it to actively avoid damage and hazards.

The project produced a number of failed attempts, with many being driven mad by the constant stream of data.

Who ORIN way before she was ORIN is largely unknown, as well as what actually went into the construction of this crime against nature.

What people are a lot more certain of it that she has proved to be quite an asset to Erubesco and its operations.

ORIN can be seen around the HQ fairly frequently, though never leaves it. She hasn’t stepped outside in years, and has little intention of doing so.

Within it however, ORIN has more or less free run, and is provided with most of what she asks for by the top brass. SHe tends to more or less manage herself.

Knight Commander Green

ull Name: Known by anyone around base simply as 'Commander Green' or just 'Green'.

Nicknames/Aliases:

Age: [NO DATA]

Gender: Male

Gift:

-Manipulation of Biological Matter

Loyalty: Erubesco, Knight Commander in Charge of Medical Research, Pathology and Specimen Acquisition.

Description: Green resembles a tall, slender male of indeterminate age. His skin is smooth and pale, and lacks the lines of age, but his hair is a shocking silvery-white. Possibly most notable are his eyes, which appear a near dayglo green, with slitted pupils and black sclera.
He tends to dress neatly, and is rarely seen without a pair of black gloves on.

Personality: Green is, on the surface at any rate, a very personable individual. He is always polite, amicable, and never loses his temper, even in rather tense situations. Indeed it is a degree of cool and detached that some people might find a little disconcerting. He has shown to be extremely intelligent, and appears to have a great knowledge of gift biology, though where he acquired such knowledge is less than clear.

Skills:

-Green's ability allows him to have a great degree of influence over the biology of samples. This allows him to work on a lot of very novel projects.

-In addition to this Green has proven himself to be extremely organized and competent within his work, and as a result is generally allowed to get on with his work with minimal micro-management from the upper orders. Green is more often than not trusted to deliver on his work, and has historically proven this justified, creating a number of massive medical reforms.

Weaknesses:

-Green's ability comes with a considerable caveat, that he cannot use it to attack another living thing. Anything detrimental applied must be balanced out by an equivalent advantage, and even this must be something that the subject has agreed to.

Brief History: Green has been a member of Erubesco for more or less as long as anyone can remember. Extremely competent, but relatively unambitious, he has continued to diligently serve the Erubesco cause in this research. Many of the faction's biggest medical breakthroughs have come through Green's research, and as a result he has always received a good level of funding.

Several years previously Erubesco approached Green about the prospects of the potential combat usage for his powers, and whether he could impart some version of it upon other subjects, thereby ridding it of the caveat unique to the Commander.

This led first to the OUROBOROS project, which started with 200 subjects, and resulted in most either being killed or warped beyond possible usage. A few of the results were placed in general military circulation, but were mostly eventually 'removed from service' due to the rather volatile nature of the results.

Undeterred, Erubesco came up with another plan, this time, with his own child..

[EchoicChamber]

@VitoftheVoid All are accepted! :D

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Toby Schippers

Full Name: Tobias (Toby) Schippers

Nicknames/Aliases:
Known in Erubesco as one of the "Ashland Slashers," or occasionally "The Grim Brothers" (according to a few tabloids fond of puns).
Known in Liberty as "Class 8 hostiles" - in other words serial killers, or simply "The Schippers brothers"
Various Wasteland settlements have names to reference Spire and his brother - "Humanity's Avengers," "Blood Brothers," or the "Lennie" to Spire's "George" (based on relative intelligence assumptions which Toby does not really appreciate).

Age: 22

Gender: Male

Gift: Toby can sense others' abilities, down the nuance and intensity. This ability also allows him to identify approximate location/distance of Gifted.

Loyalty: His brother, Spire. The fallen human race.

Description: Pleasant, gentle features. Dimples. Wavy mouse-brown hair. Tall, lean. Often seen in argyle sweatervests. His most memorable feature is not visual, but auditory: his crippling stutter.

Personality: Mild and unobtrusive. Quiet, largely due to aforementioned stutter, which makes him come across as a shy, simple-minded guy. Quite the contrary. Toby's mind is a lot quicker than his tongue, and he loves reading old, human-written literature. Pretty nice guy for a serial killer, honestly. Though far from squeamish, he takes no particular pleasure in bloodshed; killing is only a duty for him. This conflict of lifestyle and disposition (not to mention an underlying belief that as one of the "Cursed" Gifted, he is inherently evil) leads to bouts of melancholy.

Skills: Decent hand-to-hand fighter. Deadshot with virtually any firearm. His ability to predict the approach of other Gifted, as well as identify their nature, makes him a valuable strategic asset. Additionally, Toby has some medical training, though his apprenticeship was interrupted when his tutor was killed, and much of his subsequent knowledge came from books or the trial and error of the various wounds he and his brother have picked up.

Weaknesses: Well. Toby's Gift isn't exactly a show-stopper in combat. And then there's the part where he can't carry a conversation and spends a lot of t--a lot of time t--trying to avoid saying any plosive palatal c--consonants.

Brief History: (See Spire's history)

Other:
Hel loves Spire but...doesn't exactly respect her "Uncle Toby."
Toby is pretty much terrified of her 80% of the time.

Though both factions have retrieved security footage of both brothers' faces, and while many people would have heard the nicknames of the killers (especially in Erubesco, where they love their sensational news), Toby and Spire are not so well-known as to be recognized on sight by citizens or even many military personnel

Spire Schippers

Full Name: Spire Schippers

Nicknames/Aliases:
Known in Erubesco as one of the "Ashland Slashers," or occasionally "The Grim Brothers" (according to a few tabloids fond of puns).
Known in Liberty as "Class 8 hostiles: serial pair" or simply "The Schippers brothers"
Various Wasteland settlements have names to reference Spire and his brother - "Humanity's Avengers," "Blood Brothers."

Age: 27

Gender: Male

Gift: Causes others' Gifts to rebound upon the user. Spire must have eyes on the target and sufficient concentration. (In other words, if Spire uses his ability on someone who can light people on fire, they're gonna catch on fire.)

Loyalty: His brother, Toby, and more recently, Hel, the child who ended up in his unlikely care (played by VitoftheVoid).

Description: Pearl gray eyes, angular features, longish dark hair, stubbled, tall. Fond of peacoats with lots of pockets for lots of blades.

Personality: Sadistic, manipulative, superficially charming, and sarcastic. Killing may be a duty for Toby, but for Spire, it's a pleasure.

Skills: Strong, with street-smart combat experience. Very handy in a knife fight, decent shot with a firearm. Due to his Gift, the stronger the opponent, the more violent the taste of their own medicine... the more virtually unbeatable he becomes in a one-on-one match, turning the tables on usually devastatingly powerful Gifted.

Weaknesses: Offensively, must have sight of and attention on a single target, making group fights problematic. His fondness for cutting things can also put him in dangerously close quarters with Gifted he might more safely take down from afar. Additionally, weak or nonviolent Gifts will not be as affected by Spire's ability, again flipping the tables - weak Gifted will usually fare better against him.

Brief History: Growing up in a system of bunkers in the Ash among some of the last humans, Toby and Spire's non-Gifted family raised the brothers to believe in a cause: the inherent evilness of the "Cursed" after the genocide of the human race. Spire's abilities manifested when he was very young. The violent and antisocial precursors he had exhibited as a child suddenly made sense to the humans; it wasn't his personality, or some trick of brain chemistry - he was simply one of Them. If his predisposition loaded the chamber, his environment from then on pulled the trigger. Despite the mistreatment and disgust of the humans, they let Spire stay - and they let him fight, honing his taste for blood.

When the younger Toby began to show signs of a sensory Gift ("Curse"), Spire, surprisingly protective, kept the child's a secret to protect him from the mistreatment. Outside Gifted later killed off their family. For years, Toby and Spire were mission killers. At least they could be monsters who took down other monsters, picking off Ashlanders and occasionally venturing into Wasteland settlements--blending in for more extended stays--or even faction towns with the IDs taken from the corpses of previous victims.

On a venture into a settlement, Spire went after an Erubescan experiment-handler and gave him a good stabbing capped with a nice deep slash to the throat, all in front of the experiment, a tiny but dangerously powerful red-headed girl named Hel.

Gratitude wasn't exactly the reaction Spire was expecting from the kid. He'd evidently done her a favor. Additionally, she had psychically seen an event from a long time ago that led her to believe Spire was someone to befriend: she saw her mother free Spire from handcuffs and give him a weapon (and Hel conveniently missed the bit from just before, when Spire was smooth-talking the rashly courageous woman into taking him in a fair fight, or the bit right after, where Mom snapped his arm like a pencil and he stabbed her in the abdomen. Or when Toby shot her in the head. She didn't catch that bit, either).

Basically, things went "Ignore it and maybe it'll go away." "Okay it's not going away."

She was a Cursed, even if she was a tiny one, and they couldn't kill her. (Toby had shot a little kid once, a long time ago, and had fallen into a worse depression than usual, and even Spire didn't stomach that whole ordeal well.)

That was about a year ago. By now, Spire has stopped pretending not to care about the girl.
They make an odd family.

Other: Though both factions have retrieved security footage of both brothers' faces, and while many people would have heard the nicknames of the killers (especially in Erubesco, where they love their sensational news), Toby and Spire are not so well-known as to be recognized on sight by citizens or even many military personnel

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@LorelleQuips Approved!

[Conch Shell VII]

Okay, I'm throwing my hat into the ring. I originally came up with this character in a setting that was... a little heavier on the comic relief, but I want to use him anyway so screw it, here he is:

Overreach

Full Name: Jeremy Jonah Jackson

Nicknames/Aliases: Overreach

Age: 24

Gender: Male

Gift: Jeremy has the ability to teleport his arms away from himself and move them independently of his body. This ability does not affect any other part of his body, and he can only teleport his arms within his line of sight.

Loyalty: Wanderer

Description: Jeremy is a fair-skinned, blonde-haired man. He's fairly muscular man from the waist up, and clearly tries very hard to keep himself in good shape. This isn't always easy, considering that he's confined to a wheelchair. The wheelchair is adorned with Overreach's chosen nickname, but that's hidden beneath a complex, removable gillysuit-esque stealth cover that Jeremy rigged up after the bright red fiery text that screamed his name drew some unnecessary attention.

Personality: Jeremy doesn't let things get to him -- or if he does, he doesn't let it show. He likes to think of himself as charming and clever, sort of a silver-tongued devil. Public opinion on this is mixed at best.


Skills:
-Jeremy puts a lot of effort and pride into his upper-body strength (for obvious reasons) and he isn't bad at hand-to-hand combat, either.
-He likes to think of himself as a tinkerer. He can fix things. Eventually. He probably couldn't build a car from scratch, but he might be able to restore one if he had enough time. Probably.
-He can defuse any situation with the right combination of wit, charm, and clever wordplay, or so he likes to think.

Weaknesses:
-Jeremy is about as durable as a normal, squishy, non-powered human from before the Fall. If he were to, for example, get shot, he'd feel it.
-He has no idea how to use a gun, or any other weapon for that matter. He's a bit overconfident, and he doesn't really have a plan most of the time.
-Oh yeah, and did I mention he's paralyzed from the waist down and confined to a wheelchair?


Brief History: Jeremy's been drifting into and out of all manner of towns for several years now. He fancies himself a Man With No Name, except for the fact that he clearly has one and it's Overreach and he won't let you forget it. Anyway, he's settled into a steady rhythm by now of rolling in to solve problems, make friends and enemies, and get into trouble before rolling on or getting kicked out.

If he's asked, he'll say that he got put in the chair in "an accident," but he doesn't like to talk about the specifics.

Other:
(I might come back to this.)

[EchoicChamber]

@Conch Shell VII Jeremy looks like a glorious character. He's approved!

[VitoftheVoid]

And my Ashlander!

Mags

Full Name: Magdalene Atwood

Nicknames/Aliases: Mags

Age: 21

Gender: Female

Gift: Resurrection - Mags is extremely hard to kill. When she sustains a normally fatal injury her circulatory system seems to shut down, however her cells are able to function without oxygen for far longer than those of the average individual. Her body's healing process is considerably accelerated and as a result she can recover from what would be fatal injuries within a few hours. She may still suffer from some effects for several days afterwards, however she is remarkable in that she suffers no long term effects. If her body is placed somewhere incompatible with life (such as underwater, or buried) then she will not re-animate until her body is moved from there.

Loyalty: n/a

Description: Mags is a scruffy-looking young woman with a light build and of a pretty middling height, around 5'5. She has dark, curly hair and a heart-shaped face with a short nose and deep-set eyes. Magdalene has added to her wardrobe after her departure from her old faction. She now dresses in numerous layers to try and guard against the elements. An overcoat over a leather jacket over a top, all in moderately different sizes that don't really match the size of the wearer. On her feet are a pair of military issue boots (original owner was considerably past caring about the loss). She had a facemask hung around her neck, partially to guard from dust and ash, partially as a means of disguise, and partially as a way to make post-resurrection a little more presentable.

Personality: All that Magdalene does is driven by a certain anarchistic undercurrent to her personality. She loves to take on authority, something that never really gelled well with her Liberty upbringing. All her life the young woman seems to have taken delight in chaos, and it reflects in many aspects of her life. She's untidy, disorganised, easily distracted and hesitant to commit to anything.

Interpersonally, Magdalene seems quite a friendly type. She's chatty and sociable and seems happy enough to help others. However since her arrival in the wasteland Mags has avoided falling in with any groups for any extended amount of time. She doesn't like forming attachments to people so tends to keep her distance.

Skills: - Survival skills - Despite her rather antagonistic relationship with Liberty, Mags is still a child of the Liberty education system, took several survival trips during her teenage years with youth groups, and learned a lot of the skills she needs. How to make a fire, how to purify water, how to navigate with no discernible landmarks, first aid, and how to find food in a difficult environment.

- Resilient - Mag's powers enhance her healing factor, and also serve to let her keep moving when most people could not. This can alarm people a bit.

Weaknesses:

-No offensive abilities. - Whilst she's not likely to remain dead, Mags' abilities do very little to stop her getting dead in thr first place.

- Loner - Mags' tendency to travel alone in combination with the latter weakness mean she's often a target.

Brief History:

Magdalene Atwood was born into the Liberty faction, and never knew her parents. Her surname, she suspects, was just an arbitrary one, but she's not certain. Without a settled family, Mags grew up raised by the state and hadn't a great deal in the way of role models. From an early age she was rather difficult, seeming to have a problem with authority and following instructions.

In many ways she was the antithesis of Liberty ideal, someone more invested in pursuing her own interests than working for the benefit of the whole.

She had something Liberty needed though. Magdalene's powers put her in some of the top rungs of genetics ranking, and the faction was very keen to take advantage of that once she was old enough. Magadalene herself didn't too much appreciate the idea of being valuable for her genes rather than anything she could do, and also became aware of the rather grim selection of jobs available for someone with her powerset.

It was only a matter of time until something gave, and when, in her late teens, she fell into some legal trouble, Mags took the time to escape the faction. Since then it's been a mixed bag. She'd died a number of times in the interim years...but she was starting to feel like she was getting the hang of it.

[Claw2k11]

Aras Sairan

Full Name:
Aran Sairan

Nicknames/Aliases:
The Surgeon, The Doctor, The Grandfather, the Gentle Giant

Age:
45

Gender:
Male

Gift: He can manipulate and create electricity of up to 20.000 Volts, however, he cannot use a precise voltage and instead he chose to limit his powers by levels (Level 0= 1-150V, Level 2= 151-500, etc.)

Loyalty: Erubescan(barely may I add)

Description: Aran is a massive man, towering at over 7 feet tall with fairly stocky and muscular build. You'd expect someone this size to be a intimidating man, yet the light smile that instantly reassures everyone that everything will be ok. He has both brown hair and brown eyes and rather pale skin considering he spends most of his time inside in his "operating room"

Personality: The gentle doctor, the kind doctor, is what most of the people of the slums used to call him and true enough he does act nice towards people he thinks he should be nice, gently towards people he thinks he should act gentle around and not to mention being patient with those who deserve it. However, other than his patience, none of his emotions are really true, they are mere acting on his behalf, the only emotion true to him being curiosity about humans and how they function, however, he does not lack any emotions, but one would have to go to great lengths to wipe the ever present light smile on his face.


Skills:
Unarmed Combat- When you grow in slums where even the slightest mistake could get you killed, you learn to protect yourself, one way, or another.
Surgeon and other Medical skills- Taken under the less than reputable tutelage of a disgraced surgeon living in the in the slums as a child, he has learned surgery up to nearly a professional degree, most of the time forced by his tutor. He did learn other medical related skills, but nowhere near to the level of surgery skills.


Weaknesses:
Bad Leg- Having had a rather gruesome accident as a child, in which his leg was barely saved by the same surgeon that would become his tutor, he often walks with a limp and can't really run that fast or place much weight on it without it becoming too painful.
Inexperienced with Guns- Guns are not foreign to him, however, place a gun in his hand and he could probably be unable to hit the side of a barnyard from six feet away.


Brief History: When you grow up in the slums like him, you do not expect to live long, especially when you suffer a wound which nearly costs you your leg, however, Aran persevered through it all and slowly grew up into a fine man, doing the same job as his tutor before him and becoming a surgeon for the people who grew up in the same miserable conditions and though it was hard, he truly loved it, until one certain day...

... his younger sister came in his "hospital" out of breath and battered to bring terrible news, his mother had been killed and his older sister had distracted the murderers long enough for her to escape back to her. In one of the only times in his life, he could no longer smile his fake smile, he felt his heart burning with rage. He left his younger sister with a few trustworthy people and went on the place where the murderers were.

He found them having just finished off his elder sister... in more ways than one. The killers looked at him and tried to chase him off, but instead he smiled a more disturbing smile and slowly approached the killers, though they were armed with knives. He killed the three men, each in a different way. The first got off easy with his neck being snapped, ending his life instantly.

The second one died by internal bleeding as Aran had slammed him into a nearby wall whilst he dealt with the third killer. The third man suffered the most. First, he stabbed him a few times in non-lethal but quite painful areas, second he eviscerated the man with his own knife before Aran, in his rage he used his gift at max power as he began punching the man and after only three punches, the man's head simply exploded

After he returned home to his worried sister, he continued on with his life along with his only family. However, as the weeks and then months went on by, he felt a desire to snuff more lives out and in as many different ways as possible... and so he did.

(The rest shall be revealed in the IC via posts and characters who may or may not wish to die!)

Other:(Maybe I'll add something here later)

[EchoicChamber]

@VitoftheVoid Approved!

@Claw2k11 Also approved!

[Kazemitsu]

Full Name: Kazemitsu

Nicknames/Aliases: Kaze (pronounces Kay-z)

Age: Mid 20's

Gender: Male

Gift: Kaze's gift is always activated due to experimentation. He's always turned into a hulking draconic being with enhanced strength, tough scales that are his armor, and an acidic breath attack that also relates to his blood.

Loyalty: Erubescian Knight

Description: Kaze is what is known as a giant. He's a little over eight feet tall with a heavy muscular build. His wings are ,oddly enough, not designed not for flight. Instead they're designed to rip and tear whatever they can get a hold of.



Personality: Kaze is a fairly relaxed individual despite his appearance of ferocity. Don't get him wrong, he'll ruin your day if you do get under his skin. But most times he just can't bring himself to care. To troublesome to be bothered. He's incredibly blunt, not seeing the point of beating around the bush or being subtle. He's a verbal and emotional wrecking ball really.

Skills:

• Heavy Weapons Master: If it's a big heavy weapon he knows how to effectively utilize it to destroy whatever he's aimed at. Greataxes, greatswords, greatbludgeons, hell even trees are his weapon of choice.
• Deflecting Blows: Utilizing the thick scales of his body he can make himself angle so certain weapons just slide off. Much like a knight would with their plate armor.
• Tracking: Given his animalistic nature he has trained himself to be able to track various prey. Which could mean anything given the animal instincts lodged in his brain.
• Weapon Summoning: He can summon any one of his weapons to his hand with magic so he doesn't have to somehow lug around his armory.

Weaknesses: Being reptilian he can NOT handle the cold. He will start to slow down until he starts to hibernate. If it continues to be cold he will eventually die in his sleep.

Brief History: Kaze doesn't really remember a whole lot. Mostly because he doesn't actively try to remember anything before the experimentation. That's not him anymore so that beings past doesn't apply to his current self. But he does let others the only reason he is the way he is was because the experiment was to enhance his Gift. Unfortunately the only enhancement was the time he was allowed in it, which was forever. Which kind of sucks since buildings were designed for humans by humans. Now though he just does as he's ordered. Which is slam into enemy groups like the giant wrecking ball he is.

Other:
Kaze is incapable of flight, the membrane of his wings being to underdeveloped while the rest of him is so big and heavy.

[EchoicChamber]

@Kazemitsu Approved!

[Shard]

We should have a Discord chat, where we can all be in contact with each other, easily. Helps communication a lot, and allows for a fluid progression of ideas, and goofery.

I made one, here it is. Also, if @EchoicChamber does at some point, by chance, ever need a Co-Gm, I raise my hand in class.

Discord Chat

[bmxbrat484]

My Masterpiece of a CS

Full Name:

Eira "Nyx" Gunilla

Real Life

Anime

Outfit

Nicknames/Aliases:
Little Nymph, Nyxxie, Nilla

Age:
Unsure, as Eira doesn't like boxes, including age and gender. She knows she's been alive for more than 25 years, though.

Gender:
Female

Gift:
Pyrokinesis and Psychometry

Loyalty:
Eira follows her mentor, who is currently Erubescan loyal

Description:
Even though she plays with fire on a regular basis, Eira is not immune to getting burned. She covers herself in flame-retardant jumper, and wears a flame-retardant scarf around her face that can be worn as a hood if need be. Said scarf also helps to hide the burn scars that run from her chin down to her chest. She is never seen without a necklace that her only, and long deceased, friend gave her when they first got to high school.

Personality:
Although she's quite a peculiar young woman, Eira is outwardly friendly to strangers. She isn't afraid to use people to get what she wants, whether it be money, material things, or a one-night-stand. Despite her fire-based powers, Eira doesn't have much of a temper, though she is quite reckless and spontaneous.


Skills:
Parkour and juggling

Weaknesses:
Eira can create fire, but has a hard time controlling it, especially in high-temperature environments. Heat also has a significant negative effect on her vigilance, attention, and reaction time. Hence why she wears short sleeves, despite the risk of getting burned.

Brief History:
For as long as she can remember, Eira has had issues interacting with people. Growing up, multiple specialists labeled her with either Autism or OCD. She was home schooled in her foster home until 6th grade, and soon after being introduced into public schooling, Eira became best friends with another female that had a similar diagnosis. They were inseparable until high school when, in 10th grade, they got into an argument. To this day, Eira doesn't remember anything after supper that evening. According to police reports, a neighbor heard yelling and screaming, and about an hour later, the young girls house was completely engulfed in flames. During the investigation, the 911 dispatch call from Eira was released, and the only legible thing was "She's on fire.. I didn't mean to lose control."

During the fire that killed her friend, Eira was severely burned from her chin down to her belly button. Her foster parents, for whatever reason, didn't have Eira sent to a standard hospital. Instead, she was brought to a place most people would find sketchy. Her foster parents disappeared after that, leaving her for someone else to deal with. That someone else was her surgeon, who got to know her during her recovery.

Now, Eira spends her time working for, and learning from, her mentor Aran.

Other:
Eira is a Nymphomaniac and omni/pansexual, so when she gets in a 'mood', she goes out to get what she can. If she could be more picky, she would be, but with her scars it sometimes makes the task difficult.

[EchoicChamber]

@bmxbrat484 Eira looks great! What's her loyalty, though, if I may ask? Also, could you include a few details on where she is now in her history? Sorry for pestering, haha.

[bmxbrat484]

Sorry, been figuring that out with another character, will update now! x.x"

EDIT: Am I good to add her to the Character Tab now..? ^_^

[EchoicChamber]

@bmxbrat484 Yep! Feel free to go ahead and add her now. c:

[lokystro]

Sonofabitch!

Also, hi, I'm Logan.

But also SONOFABITCH. I really love this idea and I'd love to join, and I was soooo close to being done with my character sheet, but I'm on a library computer and accidentally ended the session, so I lost it all. And I can't bring myself to go through with typing it all over again quite yet. But I'll post tomorrow for sure!