[OOC] Ju-V

[Hound55]

Some recent news...

* After talking with @webboysurf, time has dwindled on their end. The character of Zach - going forward, will be NPC'd.

This leaves a secondary option in the upcoming roommate discussion.

Just a reminder. We're still looking for people to come together and decide on their room assignment pairings.

At this stage:

Noah and Sasha
Wes and Kyle
Brooklyn and Seobin
Haven and Zelda
Kaitlin and Sunita

Are the only two set pairings.

The following people and their characters have shown a preference for PC pairings over NPCs. So perhaps if you're amongst these people, there's a direction if you're looking to approach another who'd also like player interaction in the after-hours times in residentional quarters.

Black Betty/Brooklyn @PatientBean - (Update: Now Paired with Seobin)
Zero/Zelda @Lawful Newtral - (Update: Now paired with Haven)
Spitfire/Sora @earthtogab
Photon/Kaitlin @mickilennial - (Update: Now paired with Sunita)
Sophia/Sunny @Qia (Update: Now paired with Natsumi)
Natsumi/Chameleon @Kuro - (Update: Now paired with Sophia)

Seobin @Wei Wuxian - (Update: Now paired with Brooklyn)

I left myself as a floater in this, so unless we have any other people who would like a PC roommate, I'll happily do it and have David/Ward room with Seo.

That said, if there's anyboy who also wants a PC roommate in game and hasn't voiced that desire yet, now is pretty much the time to mention it. We will be pushing forward soon.

[Hound55]

Here's Page Two of the post summaries, @psych0pomp, I believe you said this would be of interest..?

I'll also add them to the OOC Zero post.

Page Two

Post Twenty-One - In which we are introduced to Sunita and the remaining three journals to have survived her fiery rage, upon burning twice as many in anger directed at her parents and their intentions and motivations regarding her life. We watch as she kindly lends assistance to Natsumi after the latter was pepper sprayed.

Post Twenty-Two - In which we are introduced to Adam, and watch as the young man tries to get reads on the poker faces of everyone sitting at the table in Alcatraz. We see his frustrations at the powerlessness which comes from not having two pair of nickels to rub together.

Post Twenty-Three - In which we are introduced to Seo, his long trip across the country to Alcatraz, and watch as he clings to the memory of his son who is waiting for him after the program.

Post Twenty-Four - In which Noah explodes onto the scene, missed by family and friends she struggles to come down from a hangover after one last blast of a night before entering into the program. She sleeps it off on the bus, makes the Bay a little more full on the ferry trip, and comes to terms with security's strict rules regarding contraband. There's one thing for sure, Howard Sterling will pay for all of this.

Post Twenty-Five - In which we are introduced to Sora, the quick quipper with the cool pendant, has her own issues with security, and deals with pepper spray for her first time.

Post Twenty-Six - We are introduced to Zack, as he himself is introduced to jittery guards, overly familiar securtiy officers and dodges tasers and pepper spray in his own unique way.

Post Twenty-Seven - Wherein the group - minus Fritz - are taken away to the Recreation Room, and meet a half dozen randomly selected program attendees, with the intention of 'easing the new people into the populus'. The room is well stocked with distractions of all types and the new NPCs are Laura 'Bright Eyes' DiBiase, Libby Trainor, Brian 'Bulk' McIntyre, Taylor 'Fingers' Dawkins, Billy 'Calculus' Isaacs and a strange girl of indeterminate age called 'The Kid'. Billy Isaacs shows disproportionate interest in Noah, likewise Bulk seeks out Brooklyn 'Black Betty' Vanderhaven.

Post Twenty-Eight - We see Haven's views and introspection on these motley crew of new attendees that they have been introduced to. How this rabble comes across under first impression from the untrusting eagle eye of a survivor.

Post Twenty-Nine - In which Natsumi deals with the aftermath of being pepper sprayed, and witnesses first hand the kindness of strangers - Lina and Sunita - as she tries to navigate how to handle being relocated to the Recreation Room after recent events.

Post Thirty - In which we see as David runs his own introspective eye over the initial inhabitants of the Rec Room, seeks out allies, and looks to protect someone from sacrifice by offering a game of chess.

Post Thirty-One - In which Kaitlin seeks out her own refuge from the more menacing new threats that the Rec Room pose... within the pages of a book.

Post Thirty-Two - In which Zelda drifts across her own permafrost and seeks her own shelter within the same bookshelf which Kaitlin has just drawn attention to.

Post Thirty-Three - In which we are shown some of the horrors that Wes has already been confronting in his day-to-day life as a vigilante, the evils which he had hoped to better himself to confront. He deals with the foreign chemical irritant of the pepper spray, and runs an expert eye over Billy Isaacs and doesn't like what he sees. He then runs the same eye over Haven's back and wings and very much likes what he sees. Wings. The boy likes wings.

Post Thirty-Four - We watch as Sasha scrutinizes the Rec Room and its early attendants. Seeks out her own space, only to be accosted by a game of chess.

Post Thirty-Five - In which we bear witness to Brooklyn's unimpressed take on events as we have seen them, her disappointment in the people she is with seeming to back down immediately without taking a further stand, and her irritation at the 6'3" yutz who's blocking out the sun, not saying nothing!

Post Thirty-Six - In which Director Rowell greets the newest program attendee, the tardy Sophia Montgomery, and unleashes her upon the throng of malcontents in the Recreation Room.

Post Thirty-Seven - In which we are introduced to Sophia Montgomery herself, the sensitive and gentle new face in the concrete home.

Post Thirty-Eight - In which we are introduced to Kyle, his bodacious journey across the Pacific in search of fun, excitement, a way out of the troubles he found himself in, and California girls. And we find that in a dour situation, when locked in a room with a bunch of questionable character, the wise man goes diving for the video game controller. Well... maybe not the wise man. The Kyle man absolutely dives for the controller.

Post Thirty-Nine - In which we see Seo look to reach out and make contact with the least threatening of the initial Rec Room people - striking up a conversation with the elusive Libby Trainor.

Post Forty - In which we get a quick glimpse at the next layer of punishment, that rests below the surface of this facility, as Fritz meets a new attendee with a penchant for violent retribution and meteing out his own justice. He also receives another, more severe, dialogue from the Director - the patience of the program is not unending, and a prison sentence could very well still await him.

[Lord Wraith]

I'm going to go ahead and bow out of this. Apologies to @DocTachyon, please feel free to use Holt for what was supposed to be our collaboration.

[Mintz]

Gosh, I remember seeing this RP waaay back when it was first brought up; guess I totally blanked on marking this page down. Still, I see it's open, so is there any chance for a little late addition? Although I'll actually have to brew up a character concept lmao

[Hound55]

@Mintz, there would likely be a significant waiting period, if accepted at all.

There's no real natural, organic entrance point right now in the game.

That said, if you think you've got a Character idea that works within the present situation, I'd be more than willing to read it and consider it. I'm not actively looking to be exclusionary... it's just an awkward point within the game - a block of twenty having just been admitted.

Pooooooossible workarounds - because I'm trying to help you out here... are an early transfer from another Ju-V center elsewhere in the country for... well character-plot based reasons I guess.

But I would like to steer clear of new characters having some kind of "natural advantage" over the existing characters, due to having accrued more experience from being in Ju-V facilities before. So it would have to be an almost instant transfer upon admission, for safety, or to separate them from someone in that other facility.

Like I said... if you have an idea that you think would work, and WOULDN'T give your own character any kind of additional unfair advantage, I'd be more than pleased to read it and consider it.

EDIT: I also get how it looks, announcing people who have recently dropped out, immediately after seeming to say "we're not taking anyone on board at this time". TECHNICALLY the game is still open, both for if a suitable character situation arises, as well as creating broader opportunities for bunches of new characters to be introduced in the future, as the game goes on.

[Hound55]

Okaaaay, some further updates.

The following characters are considered to be NPCs as their players have left the game:

Zach Clark - @webboysurf - Possibly temporary
Holt Waters - @Lord Wraith
Lina Ziegler - @Pirouette

We are starting to get the game moving on again, with a couple of big collabs having pushed things along, expect more from me in the coming days, to fill gaps with the communal NPCs around those events.

Apologies to anyone I have held up with my moving house, and getting everything back in order AFTER moving house. Feeling pretty good and solid about my time moving forward.

[Mintz]

Fair 'nuff; it's never easy to jump in late. Real quick question, given that everyone has used realistic references for their characters. I was thinking of making someone who is more severely affected by their metahuman ability to the point of having a monstrous appearance. This would, of course, mean I can't really use a normal piece of reference art for such a thing, so basically I'm asking if that could be something on the table? If not, though, I can workshop something else.

[Hound55]

Fair 'nuff; it's never easy to jump in late. Real quick question, given that everyone has used realistic references for their characters. I was thinking of making someone who is more severely affected by their metahuman ability to the point of having a monstrous appearance. This would, of course, mean I can't really use a normal piece of reference art for such a thing, so basically I'm asking if that could be something on the table? If not, though, I can workshop something else.

@Mintz

No, you can't borrow an image of me for your monstrous charact--

...oh, you're asking something else.

[Hound55]

Fair 'nuff; it's never easy to jump in late. Real quick question, given that everyone has used realistic references for their characters. I was thinking of making someone who is more severely affected by their metahuman ability to the point of having a monstrous appearance. This would, of course, mean I can't really use a normal piece of reference art for such a thing, so basically I'm asking if that could be something on the table? If not, though, I can workshop something else.

@Mintz

I mean, I'm going sight-unseen, but I don't have an issue with that on principle.

[Mintz]

Alright, here's my shot! Hopefully he'll seem adequate; left a few spots blank, but it's all stuff that isn't prudent to his case, really. At least it shouldn't be unless I seriously screwed up lol

Moth Man

M O T H M A N

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K A I D E N N E W M A N ◼ J A N U A R Y 8 ( 1 9 ) ◼ M A L E

"Hullo! I'm hoping we can all be good friends here. And no, I don't bite."

▼ A P P E A R A N C E:

---

"I'm terribly sorry if my appearance frightens you...Can't really fix that, though."

//STATS:

◼ HEIGHT | 6'6"

◼ WEIGHT | 230 lbs.

◼ BUILD | Built (for a moth guy...?)

◼ HAIR COLOUR | Brown - Now White

◼ EYE COLOUR | Green - Now Red

◼ 'VOICE' TEXT COLOUR | Blue Magenta (8882be)

◼ OTHER | Body is covered in chitinous scales, alongside a thin layer of strange, powdery dust, with what lies below being a dense exoskeleton. Wings are also composed of chitin, though specially altered for proper functioning. Unlike most moths, he has a proper mouth, though it also rather disturbingly has an extendable proboscis.

//DESCRIPTION:
Kaiden has the unfortunate 'gift' of looking like a moth monster from an 80s horror flick. His whole appearance is unnatural, to put it nicely, between his compound eyes (of which some are present even on his chitinous shoulders, disturbingly enough), multiple arms with razor-sharp claws, spindly little feet, and the odd proportions of his body that are only able to be supported through the complex and dense system of chitinous scales and plates that cover his form, and he makes for someone nobody is ever prepared to meet for the first time.

Also, yes, his floof is rather warm and nice to touch. But don't touch without permission; that's rude.

▼ B I O G R A P H Y:

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"It has been a rough couple of days. But I'm sure I can put this all behind me! Eventually..."

Kaiden was born in a place where everyone knew his name; specifically Coldfoot, Alaska, a town with not even 50 people to its name. Practically 'nowhere' by any other name. But it was home. His father, Nathaniel Newman, was an Ethologist all the way from California who had made his way up North to pursue his craft, studying the natural behavior of the myriad of wildlife present in the small town's nearby National Park and Wildlife Refuge. As such, as a boy, young Kaiden spent many, many days alongside his old man in the beautiful snowy wilderness of Alaska (with professional guides, of course).

Growing up, while he found his father's work inspiring, Kaiden didn't seek to directly follow in his footsteps. He found a more creative soul within himself; a desire to write, to inscribe all the wonders of nature he'd come across for all to be able to witness through text. In other words, he wished to become a writer, and seemed quite well on his way, given how exemplary he performed in school (which, granted, he and his dad had to drive miles and miles each day to even get to). After graduating, Kaiden had plans to go abroad to Harvard to further his education before he became an author, but the world had different plans; his father fell ill shortly after he graduated, and he wasn't willing to part while knowing they were unwell.

...That's how he got stuck in his hometown for almost two years.

Thankfully, he didn't spend it twiddling his thumbs; he'd picked up a job working at the local library as an aide. It wasn't great-paying work, but it had a pleasant atmosphere for the bookish young man, so he hardly complained. However, something rather strange happened recently...It had been a late shift for him, wanting to make a little overtime pay to treat some of his high school friends to a nice dinner, as some of them were finally going to leave Coldfoot behind, just as he had planned. It had been a weirdly busy day though, and it didn't help when those selfsame friends dropped in unannounced to goof about during his work hours; in other words, he was drained. Just a little shut-eye wouldn't hurt...

Kaiden felt shifts. Something...Cracking? Splitting open, almost. He felt twinges across his whole body, but it felt numb, as if it wasn't even his own body anymore. For some reason, all of that didn't shake him out of his stupor. But the shrill scream of a young lady certainly did. His eyes flashed open, but immediately, something was very wrong. He was seeing too much - as silly as that sounds - and it all looked so...Different. Like fractals of everything around him. He shook it off though, as he was more worried about who was giving off that awful noise. Turned out, it was Marilyn, one of his friends. Seemed like she'd tried to pop back in late in his shift, though for what reasons, he couldn't say. Kaiden held his head in his hand; her yell gave him a splitting - wait. His hand...The fingers were wrong. He was missing two, and the look of them- suddenly, with his jarring sense of vision, he began to grasp more of himself. He was taller, bigger, and heaver than he had ever been before. He stood a full head and-a-half over Marilyn, for Chrissake! And there was all this weird white fur over his body, covering up so much of his arms and le-...

What on EARTH were his legs?! Like off-kilter sticks, yet they somehow miraculously supported his new mass. Then he felt them flitter, and eyes in places he didn't know he could have eyes looked behind him; his wings. His...Wings? It was all so overwhelming; the new sights, the new senses, the new body, all of it was far too much. Kaiden recoiled at the sight of himself, accidentally launching back into a bookshelf with a grunt as it fell on top of him. If he was human, he probably could have died. But...

With arms he didn't realize he now possessed, he pushed up with inhuman strength, and accidentally launched the bookshelf through the roof. Literally. Now that was already jarring enough, but what came next boggled him even more. Looking up in that fresh hole, with Marilyn's screams fading into mere background noise, he saw them; twinkling stars held bright against the night of Alaska. And something in him desperately wanted to reach that incandescent light...And so it did.

He flew. Higher, higher, and higher still. In a way, it was liberating; to forget everything else and just reach to the stars, though far more literally than he could ever imagine. Even then, though some human part of his brain kicked in, trying to tell him that this way wrong. Thankfully, it reached him, because by the time he snapped back to reality, he was hundreds of feet up into the air. It was a panicked descent, certainly, and a rough one, but he made it back to ground level, plopping into the deep snow.

The rest, as they say, is history.

News travels fast in a town so self-contained, and it didn't take long for Nathaniel to catch word of what happened (well, that being that either his son became a giant moth man, or was eaten by one; he was hoping for the former). While he wasn't back to perfect health, he had been on the up-and-up for some time, and he wouldn't take this lying down. His boy was in danger; either from himself, or from the people who would see him as a monster. So he made a call back home. To AEGIS. While his arrival was delayed tremendously due to his unique situation, being so completely inhuman in comparison to many other Metas, he was lined up to join his fellow Metahumans in the Ju-V program inside the newly refurbished and repurposed Alcatraz Island all the way in California.

...Well, at least it would be a new experience?

▼ M O T I V A T I O N / O B J E C T I V E:

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"I want the chance to be who I am still, underneath all the...Scales and fluff."

Kaiden wants nothing more than to put all of this behind him (in no small part due to how absolutely terrifying his first day being this freak of nature turned out to be). If it means he has to be a model citizen for a few months or years, he's more than happy to do so. He already considers himself a bit of an orderly; but that comes from his past life, one that came without major conflicts or threats. He's woefully unprepared for the place he will have to set foot in, and one can only hope he comes out the other side unscathed.

▼ A B I L I T I E S / S K I L L S:

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"Well, I can fly, I'm strong and durable, I can smell things miles away...Why, I sound like Superman!...If he were a bug."

//ABILITIES:
◼ Superhuman Physiology | Kaiden has the proportionate strength of the Atlas Moth, capable of lifting up to 10 times his own body weight; nearly 20 times if he strains himself severely, effectively equaling out to 1-2 tons of lifting strength. His chitinous exterior makes him very bulky as well, able to deflect knives, firearms, and even avoid severe damage from more extreme options, like explosives. Additionally, his body seems to possess shockingly few vital organs, effectively only needing his heart and brain to survive, making him deceptively tenacious.

◼ Compound Eyes/Superhuman Smell | Kaiden possesses a multitude of compound eyes; two on his head, and two smaller sets on each of his shoulders. Not only do these grant him extremely heightened sight but they can even see ultraviolet rays, which are normally invisible to the human eye. Additionally, due to just how many he has, Kaiden possesses a great scope of vision around his general person at all times. Kaiden also smells and feels through his large antennae and small microscopic hairs that cover his hands and feet. However, his sense of smell is the far greater one, able to not only smell over a massive 70 mile radius, but able to pinpoint even precise smells within that field, given enough time and focus.

◼ Flight | Kaiden can fly. Shocker, I know - and I don't even entirely mean that in a sarcastic sense. Given his weight, it's downright insane, but you can thank the hyper evolved scaled wings he's packing more than anything else. While he's not exactly a sonic jet, he can fly at moderate paces for extraordinarily long times, and his body and antennae are able to intuitively sense and adjust to shifts in altitude and flight conditions. Thanks to his strength, he's even able to carry a few people, though it'd hinder his speed tremendously.

◼ Sound Muffling | An advanced version of a survival ability some moths have developed, Kaiden can make most movements without generating even a peep (though thankfully this doesn't apply to his voice), thanks in part to the thin layer of dust that coats his body at all times. This makes him unnaturally stealthy in spite of his stature, and it also means anything attempting to detect him thought sonar will ultimately fail. It also softens damage he could take from high-intensity sound waves or the like. His fluff in particular makes for an exceptional sound dampener.

◼ Low-Temp Resistance | In stark contrast to normal moths (perhaps due to his current living conditions when he underwent his changes), Kaiden is extremely tolerant of low temperatures, especially in the sections of his body where his fur is most dense, such as around his head, arms, and legs.

◼ ??? | Due to the current understandings of Kaiden's abilities, it is believed he may possess more specialized features from other subspecies of moths, but has yet to show these features off. Potential for other abilities include; camouflage, underwater breathing, silk generation, and more possibilities pending; worth further study.

//SKILLS:
◼ Well-Learned | While Kaiden's focus was mostly on literature and writing, he was generally a well-rounded student in his time in school, and his GPA definitely had him pointed towards bright things in his future. Simply put, a smart cookie (but no brainiac, of course).

◼ Outdoorsy | Not something you would expect from someone who so clearly fits the label of 'bookworm' (which is even MORE insulting now than ever before), Kaiden is very well-versed in outdoor exploration and survival skills due to his years of time alongside his father studying the wilderness.

//LIMITATIONS:
◼ Overstimulation | Due to both how new his abilities are and the heights of his new senses, Kaiden is extremely vulnerable to overstimulation, particularly smell. You bring something with too strong a scent near him, and he could end up gagging on it for minutes straight. While sight and sound are not an issue typically, his wings, being his way of detecting sound (yeah, bugs can be fuckin' weird), are quite sensitive to loud noises, and if he views the world in visible light over UV, anything particularly bright, beyond being...Well, still rather bright and hard to stare at, unerringly attracts him towards it. The brighter, the more attractive. He can fight the impulse, but it isn't easy.

◼ Insect | Due to his new insectoid form, Kaiden has two particular vulnerabilities; one is pesticides, which can severely irritate and debilitate him for hours at a time with enough dosage. The other is fire; due to the initial layer of dust scales covering his body, he can be extremely flammable. Which is obviously extremely unpleasant.

◼ Alcohol...? | Yep, we're serious. An embarrassing new side effect of being a moth is that he is invariably attracted to alcohol of all sorts, and worst of all, absolutely cannot hold his liquor. If he can scent out a bottle of the stuff (wine and sweetened beer proving particularly effective), he can't stop himself until he finds it and gets a taste, and by the time he's gotten that far, he'll be wasted and twitching out on the floor in seconds flat. He really, really hates his power.

//WEAKNESSES:
◼ Inexperienced | Just like any other new Metahuman, he's had a steep learning curve; but perhaps worse than most, what with the bevvy of new senses and sights he's had to try and comprehend, on top of his massively warped physiology.
◼ Naive | He'd hardly consider it a 'weakness', but Kaiden likes to think the best of people and situations. A permanent optimist. In other words, when someone plays their cards right, they could get whatever they want out of the poor guy and he'd likely be none the wiser. Though, in this environment, such a weakness will hardly stick around for long if he wants to live any kind of life...

▼ N O T E S:

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//SUPPORTING CAST:
▼ ALLIES
◼ Immediate Family | Kaiden loves his parents more than the whole world, and the feeling's always been mutual. Granted...He never got a real chance to talk to them after everything happened. He hopes they won't think any differently of him...

▼ FRIENDS
◼ 'City' Of Coldfoot | In a place so small, everyone's either a close friend or a bitter enemy, and Kaiden liked making lots of friends. Granted, he didn't exactly see anyone standing up for him after he changed...

▼ ENEMIES
◼ TBD | Test

//STOMPING GROUNDS
◼ USA | Coldfoot, Alaska

//PARAPHERNALIA
◼ TBD | Test

[Hound55]

Alright, here's my shot! Hopefully he'll seem adequate; left a few spots blank, but it's all stuff that isn't prudent to his case, really. At least it shouldn't be unless I seriously screwed up lol

Moth Man

M O T H M A N

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K A I D E N N E W M A N ◼ J A N U A R Y 8 ( 1 9 ) ◼ M A L E

"Hullo! I'm hoping we can all be good friends here. And no, I don't bite."

▼ A P P E A R A N C E:

---

"I'm terribly sorry if my appearance frightens you...Can't really fix that, though."

//STATS:

◼ HEIGHT | 6'6"

◼ WEIGHT | 230 lbs.

◼ BUILD | Built (for a moth guy...?)

◼ HAIR COLOUR | Brown - Now White

◼ EYE COLOUR | Green - Now Red

◼ 'VOICE' TEXT COLOUR | Blue Magenta (8882be)

◼ OTHER | Body is covered in chitinous scales, alongside a thin layer of strange, powdery dust, with what lies below being a dense exoskeleton. Wings are also composed of chitin, though specially altered for proper functioning. Unlike most moths, he has a proper mouth, though it also rather disturbingly has an extendable proboscis.

//DESCRIPTION:
Kaiden has the unfortunate 'gift' of looking like a moth monster from an 80s horror flick. His whole appearance is unnatural, to put it nicely, between his compound eyes (of which some are present even on his chitinous shoulders, disturbingly enough), multiple arms with razor-sharp claws, spindly little feet, and the odd proportions of his body that are only able to be supported through the complex and dense system of chitinous scales and plates that cover his form, and he makes for someone nobody is ever prepared to meet for the first time.

Also, yes, his floof is rather warm and nice to touch. But don't touch without permission; that's rude.

▼ B I O G R A P H Y:

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"It has been a rough couple of days. But I'm sure I can put this all behind me! Eventually..."

Kaiden was born in a place where everyone knew his name; specifically Coldfoot, Alaska, a town with not even 50 people to its name. Practically 'nowhere' by any other name. But it was home. His father, Nathaniel Newman, was an Ethologist all the way from California who had made his way up North to pursue his craft, studying the natural behavior of the myriad of wildlife present in the small town's nearby National Park and Wildlife Refuge. As such, as a boy, young Kaiden spent many, many days alongside his old man in the beautiful snowy wilderness of Alaska (with professional guides, of course).

Growing up, while he found his father's work inspiring, Kaiden didn't seek to directly follow in his footsteps. He found a more creative soul within himself; a desire to write, to inscribe all the wonders of nature he'd come across for all to be able to witness through text. In other words, he wished to become a writer, and seemed quite well on his way, given how exemplary he performed in school (which, granted, he and his dad had to drive miles and miles each day to even get to). After graduating, Kaiden had plans to go abroad to Harvard to further his education before he became an author, but the world had different plans; his father fell ill shortly after he graduated, and he wasn't willing to part while knowing they were unwell.

...That's how he got stuck in his hometown for almost two years.

Thankfully, he didn't spend it twiddling his thumbs; he'd picked up a job working at the local library as an aide. It wasn't great-paying work, but it had a pleasant atmosphere for the bookish young man, so he hardly complained. However, something rather strange happened recently...It had been a late shift for him, wanting to make a little overtime pay to treat some of his high school friends to a nice dinner, as some of them were finally going to leave Coldfoot behind, just as he had planned. It had been a weirdly busy day though, and it didn't help when those selfsame friends dropped in unannounced to goof about during his work hours; in other words, he was drained. Just a little shut-eye wouldn't hurt...

Kaiden felt shifts. Something...Cracking? Splitting open, almost. He felt twinges across his whole body, but it felt numb, as if it wasn't even his own body anymore. For some reason, all of that didn't shake him out of his stupor. But the shrill scream of a young lady certainly did. His eyes flashed open, but immediately, something was very wrong. He was seeing too much - as silly as that sounds - and it all looked so...Different. Like fractals of everything around him. He shook it off though, as he was more worried about who was giving off that awful noise. Turned out, it was Marilyn, one of his friends. Seemed like she'd tried to pop back in late in his shift, though for what reasons, he couldn't say. Kaiden held his head in his hand; her yell gave him a splitting - wait. His hand...The fingers were wrong. He was missing two, and the look of them- suddenly, with his jarring sense of vision, he began to grasp more of himself. He was taller, bigger, and heaver than he had ever been before. He stood a full head and-a-half over Marilyn, for Chrissake! And there was all this weird white fur over his body, covering up so much of his arms and le-...

What on EARTH were his legs?! Like off-kilter sticks, yet they somehow miraculously supported his new mass. Then he felt them flitter, and eyes in places he didn't know he could have eyes looked behind him; his wings. His...Wings? It was all so overwhelming; the new sights, the new senses, the new body, all of it was far too much. Kaiden recoiled at the sight of himself, accidentally launching back into a bookshelf with a grunt as it fell on top of him. If he was human, he probably could have died. But...

With arms he didn't realize he now possessed, he pushed up with inhuman strength, and accidentally launched the bookshelf through the roof. Literally. Now that was already jarring enough, but what came next boggled him even more. Looking up in that fresh hole, with Marilyn's screams fading into mere background noise, he saw them; twinkling stars held bright against the night of Alaska. And something in him desperately wanted to reach that incandescent light...And so it did.

He flew. Higher, higher, and higher still. In a way, it was liberating; to forget everything else and just reach to the stars, though far more literally than he could ever imagine. Even then, though some human part of his brain kicked in, trying to tell him that this way wrong. Thankfully, it reached him, because by the time he snapped back to reality, he was hundreds of feet up into the air. It was a panicked descent, certainly, and a rough one, but he made it back to ground level, plopping into the deep snow.

The rest, as they say, is history.

News travels fast in a town so self-contained, and it didn't take long for Nathaniel to catch word of what happened (well, that being that either his son became a giant moth man, or was eaten by one; he was hoping for the former). While he wasn't back to perfect health, he had been on the up-and-up for some time, and he wouldn't take this lying down. His boy was in danger; either from himself, or from the people who would see him as a monster. So he made a call back home. To AEGIS. While his arrival was delayed tremendously due to his unique situation, being so completely inhuman in comparison to many other Metas, he was lined up to join his fellow Metahumans in the Ju-V program inside the newly refurbished and repurposed Alcatraz Island all the way in California.

...Well, at least it would be a new experience?

▼ M O T I V A T I O N / O B J E C T I V E:

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"I want the chance to be who I am still, underneath all the...Scales and fluff."

Kaiden wants nothing more than to put all of this behind him (in no small part due to how absolutely terrifying his first day being this freak of nature turned out to be). If it means he has to be a model citizen for a few months or years, he's more than happy to do so. He already considers himself a bit of an orderly; but that comes from his past life, one that came without major conflicts or threats. He's woefully unprepared for the place he will have to set foot in, and one can only hope he comes out the other side unscathed.

▼ A B I L I T I E S / S K I L L S:

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"Well, I can fly, I'm strong and durable, I can smell things miles away...Why, I sound like Superman!...If he were a bug."

//ABILITIES:
◼ Superhuman Physiology | Kaiden has the proportionate strength of the Atlas Moth, capable of lifting up to 10 times his own body weight; nearly 20 times if he strains himself severely, effectively equaling out to 1-2 tons of lifting strength. His chitinous exterior makes him very bulky as well, able to deflect knives, firearms, and even avoid severe damage from more extreme options, like explosives. Additionally, his body seems to possess shockingly few vital organs, effectively only needing his heart and brain to survive, making him deceptively tenacious.

◼ Compound Eyes/Superhuman Smell | Kaiden possesses a multitude of compound eyes; two on his head, and two smaller sets on each of his shoulders. Not only do these grant him extremely heightened sight but they can even see ultraviolet rays, which are normally invisible to the human eye. Additionally, due to just how many he has, Kaiden possesses a great scope of vision around his general person at all times. Kaiden also smells and feels through his large antennae and small microscopic hairs that cover his hands and feet. However, his sense of smell is the far greater one, able to not only smell over a massive 70 mile radius, but able to pinpoint even precise smells within that field, given enough time and focus.

◼ Flight | Kaiden can fly. Shocker, I know - and I don't even entirely mean that in a sarcastic sense. Given his weight, it's downright insane, but you can thank the hyper evolved scaled wings he's packing more than anything else. While he's not exactly a sonic jet, he can fly at moderate paces for extraordinarily long times, and his body and antennae are able to intuitively sense and adjust to shifts in altitude and flight conditions. Thanks to his strength, he's even able to carry a few people, though it'd hinder his speed tremendously.

◼ Sound Muffling | An advanced version of a survival ability some moths have developed, Kaiden can make most movements without generating even a peep (though thankfully this doesn't apply to his voice), thanks in part to the thin layer of dust that coats his body at all times. This makes him unnaturally stealthy in spite of his stature, and it also means anything attempting to detect him thought sonar will ultimately fail. It also softens damage he could take from high-intensity sound waves or the like. His fluff in particular makes for an exceptional sound dampener.

◼ Low-Temp Resistance | In stark contrast to normal moths (perhaps due to his current living conditions when he underwent his changes), Kaiden is extremely tolerant of low temperatures, especially in the sections of his body where his fur is most dense, such as around his head, arms, and legs.

◼ ??? | Due to the current understandings of Kaiden's abilities, it is believed he may possess more specialized features from other subspecies of moths, but has yet to show these features off. Potential for other abilities include; camouflage, underwater breathing, silk generation, and more possibilities pending; worth further study.

//SKILLS:
◼ Well-Learned | While Kaiden's focus was mostly on literature and writing, he was generally a well-rounded student in his time in school, and his GPA definitely had him pointed towards bright things in his future. Simply put, a smart cookie (but no brainiac, of course).

◼ Outdoorsy | Not something you would expect from someone who so clearly fits the label of 'bookworm' (which is even MORE insulting now than ever before), Kaiden is very well-versed in outdoor exploration and survival skills due to his years of time alongside his father studying the wilderness.

//LIMITATIONS:
◼ Overstimulation | Due to both how new his abilities are and the heights of his new senses, Kaiden is extremely vulnerable to overstimulation, particularly smell. You bring something with too strong a scent near him, and he could end up gagging on it for minutes straight. While sight and sound are not an issue typically, his wings, being his way of detecting sound (yeah, bugs can be fuckin' weird), are quite sensitive to loud noises, and if he views the world in visible light over UV, anything particularly bright, beyond being...Well, still rather bright and hard to stare at, unerringly attracts him towards it. The brighter, the more attractive. He can fight the impulse, but it isn't easy.

◼ Insect | Due to his new insectoid form, Kaiden has two particular vulnerabilities; one is pesticides, which can severely irritate and debilitate him for hours at a time with enough dosage. The other is fire; due to the initial layer of dust scales covering his body, he can be extremely flammable. Which is obviously extremely unpleasant.

◼ Alcohol...? | Yep, we're serious. An embarrassing new side effect of being a moth is that he is invariably attracted to alcohol of all sorts, and worst of all, absolutely cannot hold his liquor. If he can scent out a bottle of the stuff (wine and sweetened beer proving particularly effective), he can't stop himself until he finds it and gets a taste, and by the time he's gotten that far, he'll be wasted and twitching out on the floor in seconds flat. He really, really hates his power.

//WEAKNESSES:
◼ Inexperienced | Just like any other new Metahuman, he's had a steep learning curve; but perhaps worse than most, what with the bevvy of new senses and sights he's had to try and comprehend, on top of his massively warped physiology.
◼ Naive | He'd hardly consider it a 'weakness', but Kaiden likes to think the best of people and situations. A permanent optimist. In other words, when someone plays their cards right, they could get whatever they want out of the poor guy and he'd likely be none the wiser. Though, in this environment, such a weakness will hardly stick around for long if he wants to live any kind of life...

▼ N O T E S:

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//SUPPORTING CAST:
▼ ALLIES
◼ Immediate Family | Kaiden loves his parents more than the whole world, and the feeling's always been mutual. Granted...He never got a real chance to talk to them after everything happened. He hopes they won't think any differently of him...

▼ FRIENDS
◼ 'City' Of Coldfoot | In a place so small, everyone's either a close friend or a bitter enemy, and Kaiden liked making lots of friends. Granted, he didn't exactly see anyone standing up for him after he changed...

▼ ENEMIES
◼ TBD | Test

//STOMPING GROUNDS
◼ USA | Coldfoot, Alaska

//PARAPHERNALIA
◼ TBD | Test

@Mintz

Apologies for keeping you waiting so long. But if you're still interested and can get up to date with the posts, we should have movement on this front this week.

[Mintz]

@Hound55

Goodness, yeah, I'd nearly forgotten about all this. But hey, if my sheet seems all good, I'm happy to be involved :D

[Hound55]

@Hound55

Goodness, yeah, I'd nearly forgotten about all this. But hey, if my sheet seems all good, I'm happy to be involved :D

@Mintz

Yep, you can consider the sheet approved, and move it over to the character tab. But if you can hold off on posting in the IC for a bit, I'm still trying to iron out a plausible entry point for prospective new characters.

Depending on what we come up with as far as that plausible entry point goes, I might ask around for seconds among accepted players or even temporarily re-open the interest check. Still working things out.

[Carlyle]

Depending on what we come up with as far as that plausible entry point goes, I might ask around for seconds among accepted players or even temporarily re-open the interest check. Still working things out.

@Hound55

I can probably sling out at least a basic character template right now as second wave fodder ideas. I've had a character idea rolling around in my head for a bit these last few days that I was thinking on trying out if 2nd characters were ever opened.

[Carlyle]

Sheet = done and ready for review.

Hider

B U M B L E B E E

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^{Q U I N N T I L L E S ◼ D E C E M B E R 1 3 T H ( N I N E T E E N ) ◼ F E M A L E}

^{"I've never felt like I had a place to belong to. I don't think it'll be any different this time."}

▼ A P P E A R A N C E:

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Standing at only less than a foot tall and weighing only a couple pounds, Quinn is someone who is very easy to miss. More often than not the only sign that Quinn is nearby is the buzzing of insect wings, signifying that she is in flight.

She has lengthy, dirty blonde hair, with slate blue eyes that seem almost cold. Though AEGIS has helped her with clothing, Quinn keeps to basic and bland colors, such as grays or whites. Any thought of expressionism has long left Quinn, who doesn't care for vibrant appearances or the usage of jewelry. Aside from the fact that her clothing is doll-sized, the only other thing that truly stands out from others' appearances is the modifications made to allow her wings to protrude outwards from her clothing.

▼ B I O G R A P H Y:

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Born in the city of Missoula, Montana to Canadian parents, Quinn is a dual US-Canadian national who spent much of her childhood frequently border-hopping between both countries. Whilst she had spent most of her days growing up in the United States, her parents would often drag Quinn along to Canada to visit her grandparents, cousins and other relatives during the weekends or holidays, such as Christmas or Easter.

Although Quinn had been related to her relatives by blood, she couldn't help but feel detached from her relatives; their experiences being completely different from her own. She would visit them countless times, but it didn't change the fact they felt like strangers to Quinn. It was as if she had been told she was one thing, but had been instead something else entirely different, like someone torn between two different identities. Her parents could never understand her growing dissociation with her Canadian side, and instead often took it as childish arrogance which further pushed Quinn away from her own ancestry.

When her metahuman gene came into being, Quinn was initially terrified. If she hadn't felt understood before, there would've never been a chance now. Her family turned against her in her moment of need, calling her a freak, a demon, and other specific choice names related to her new abilities. Quinn had found herself promptly disowned, being forced out of the very house she had called home for nearly two decades. There was nothing she could do to stop the fallout, and before Quinn knew it, she had become homeless and forced to live on the streets.

Watching everything go up in flames before her own very eyes, Quinn was suddenly forced to adapt to her new living situation. It was either be killed or be taken advantage of, which the latter happened more often than not due to her tiny size. In fact, it had been one of these incidents that ultimately led to her becoming a volunteer for the AEGIS programme.

It had began at night: Quinn had just fallen asleep, unaware that she was being hunted. The next thing she had known was a box, completely caught off-guard as it scooped her up and trapped her inside like a prison cell. Quinn tried to free herself, but it had been to no avail. She had become a prisoner, or rather, a slave, Quinn would come to know, as she was brought to a roadside stand as an attraction to pull visitors. The only way she could get food or water was if she preformed aerial tricks for guests, being forced to belittle herself for her own survival.

For the longest time, Quinn thought that was it; that she was destined to rot away forever in a decrepit cage. To her surprise, however, salvation ultimately came in the form of AEGIS, which had heard of the so-called "bug-girl" roadside landmark that she was. Under the guise of visitors, two AEGIS agents swooped in and succeeded in freeing her, in turn placing Quinn under AEGIS' protection and care. She had been given a bath, fresh clothes, food and water; all things she hadn't had in a long time on the condition she enroll into their metahuman program.

A part of Quinn felt as if she had been trading one master for another, but she wasn't stupid. If being enrolled meant not living on the streets and having access to necessities, it seemed better than anything else at the time. At least they weren't asking her to preform for the food she ate.

▼ M O T I V A T I O N / O B J E C T I V E:

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Quinn is someone who is very much conflicted by the world at large.

She tends to be a lone wolf, keeping her distance from others. It isn't so much because of a dislike for people, but rather a distrust of people, in particular non-metahumans. Quinn often puts up a figurative wall between herself and others as she is hesitant to lower her guard around people. Countless times she has been cast aside or taken advantage of, such as her lengthy imprisonment before her arrival to AEGIS, and Quinn refuses to let it happen again. Perhaps things will be different now that she is surrounded by fellow metahumans like herself, but such predictions have yet to be seen.

▼ A B I L I T I E S / S K I L L S:

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Upon the activation of her metahuman gene, Quinn has physically shrunk to a miniature size. She stands roughly less than a foot tall, with her everyday necessities needing adjustment to fit her doll-sized body. For instance, though Quinn still requires the same amount of food and water as any other human being, it is but a fraction in relative comparison to what an average-sized person would need. In other words, a small piece of bread would be enough to satisfy Quinn, which would be equivalent to a slice of bread or two for a regular human. The same can be considered of water or any other drink; a droplet could be considered the equivalent of single glass.

In addition to her smaller stature, Quinn has gained the ability to fly. Across her back a twin pair of Hymenoptera-inspired wings have sprouted, which entomologists would consider forewings and hindwings. Though flight of this manner requires extensive energy output, it appears Quinn is already aware of these limits, and is beginning to master prolonged flight without the need of rest or replenishment of some kind.

—— Q. Tilles, Bumblebee, Metahuman Ability Report

▼ C H A R A C T E R N O T E S:

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//SUPPORTING CAST:

▼ FAMILY

◼ N/A | Though Quinn does have family like anyone else, she has long since been disowned by them and considered forgotten by everyone.

▼ FRIENDS

◼ TBD | TBD later if needed.

▼ ENEMIES

◼ The Tilles Family | Quinn's relatives. They have outcast her from the family, seeing her metahuman nature as unnatural and a blight on the family name.

◼ Jackson McCoy | Her former captor. Jackson desires to see Quinn back in chains, and wants revenge against the AEGIS agents that freed her.

//STOMPING GROUNDS

◼ UNITED STATES | Missoula, Montana

//PARAPHERNALIA

◼ N/A | Quinn doesn't have much to her name aside from the clothes on her back and little else.

▼ P O S T C A T A L O G:

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Post Catalog

Issue #1 | TBD
Issue #2 | TBD
Issue #3 | TBD

[Mintz]

<Snipped quote by Mintz>

Yep, you can consider the sheet approved, and move it over to the character tab. But if you can hold off on posting in the IC for a bit, I'm still trying to iron out a plausible entry point for prospective new characters.

Depending on what we come up with as far as that plausible entry point goes, I might ask around for seconds among accepted players or even temporarily re-open the interest check. Still working things out.

@Hound55

Awesome! I'll see about doing that, and I'm more than happy to wait for you to figure out the specifics for newcomers :)

[OldManMountain]

@Hound55 Just finished catching up on posts and if you're still considering new characters I'd more than happily toss my hat in the ring. I've got a basic character idea of a metahuman who can create and control magnetic fields but has to wear a sort of degaussing suit to stop him from passively and involuntarily generating magnetic fields that make an MRI scanner look like a fridge magnet.

[Hound55]

My data provider is currently down, just jumping on at work real quick, for transparency.

Apologies to @OldManMountain as well, for leaving you hanging, and I'll have something to add later when not at work and when I'm actually able to get online again.

[OldManMountain]

@Hound55 Don't even worry about it take as much time as you need.

[Hound55]

If the biggest outage in Australia's history isn't a viable excuse, then I'm not sure what will be...