[OOC] The Soap Factory

[FrozenEcstasy]

I'm hoping someone renames Beast. He's rather unintelligent, but he's competent enough to understand people who talk slow enough. I tried to make him as our "tank," or "bruiser," or "guy you throw at the enemies to buy yourself time."

[Solekii]

FrozenEcstasy said
I'm hoping someone renames Beast. He's rather unintelligent, but he's competent enough to understand people who talk slow enough. I tried to make him as our "tank," or "bruiser," or "guy you throw at the enemies to buy yourself time."

If Marcus decides he doesn't like the name, he'll rename him. He tends to give people nicknames.

[AkiBlue]

^ Robin may second and think of a better name.

[Ace of Jacks]

Alrighty. I'll write up a sheet. Haven't done an RP in months, let alone a character sheet n_n I have some questions but I feel like they would be the kind better answered through the story.

[FrozenEcstasy]

AkiBlue said
^ Robin may second and think of a better name.

Cuuuuute.

And yeah, Beast likes the fuzzy. He be all "pretty kitty' with Neil. Get mad when pretty kitty in pain. Pet pretty kitty and hug pretty kitty. So soft and fuzzy.

Oh my god. I must write my posts in his Neanderthal thought processes.

[AkiBlue]

And suddenly, Beast has become adorable.

[Solekii]

FrozenEcstasy said
Cuuuuute.And yeah, Beast likes the fuzzy. He be all "pretty kitty' with Neil. Get mad when pretty kitty in pain. Pet pretty kitty and hug pretty kitty. So soft and fuzzy.Oh my god. I must write my posts in his Neanderthal thought processes.

And thus my love of first person writing deepens. xP

Also, Neil would bear it, but man would he be annoyed with constantly being called 'pretty kitty'. And no doubt Marcus would find it hilarious and give him hell. xD

Ace of Jacks said
Alrighty. I'll write up a sheet. Haven't done an RP in months, let alone a character sheet n_n I have some questions but I feel like they would be the kind better answered through the story.

Alrighty.

[Ace of Jacks]

I will be free

Name:
"Red" (R3D032096)

Age:
Biologically early–mid 20s, Chronologically 8 months

Gender:
Male

Sexuality:
Undetermined

Species:
Test Tube baby, grown from DNA of both human and extraterrestrial of unknown origin

Height:
5’8”

Hair Colour:
Brunette

Eye Colour:
Deep Amber

Deformities/odd features:
-An additional 3 feet of vertebrae extend from what should have been the end of his spinal cord. Surrounded by thick muscle, Red’s tail is one of his most noticeable features. It is covered in a bushy coat of snow white fur.
-The circumference of his irises are black and blend with the natural amber pigment the closer it is to the center
-Red exhibits low-level psychic/mental abilities as a result of the unknown alien DNA. His abilities are weak, for now, but he contains untapped, raw potential within his psyche. Red cannot control his abilities for now and suppresses them whenever possible, fearful of his own capabilities ( as well as the “voices” in his head).

General Appearance:
At first glance, Red looks like any ordinary guy you’d out in the world. Seemingly Caucasian in appearance, tall, dark, and bushy-tailed, he tries his best to look like ‘everyone else’. Red maintains the average physique of a fit, healthy individual. His tail trails 3 feet behind him and his covered in a soft, white fur that gets thicker and longer toward the curved end.

Personality:
He was bred to be a soldier but would rather spend his time learning about the outside world than training to destroy it. He has an affinity for knowledge and learns fairly quickly due to his genetically enhanced genes. Though the species of his second DNA donor remain unknown, it is apparent that they are beings of intellect and understanding, accounting for Red’s sensitivity toward others. Red could care less whether he is alone or surrounded by others, however, he doesn't trust easy. He assess a new face with caution.
Once he’s gotten to know you, you’ll find Red to be rather snarky and, for lack of a better term, playful. His is often a coping mechanism for him, to ease his mind off the overwhelming voices and emotions. His inability to control his empathic and telepathic abilities could damage his mental state and cause physical pain. He compensates the pain for laughter and sarcasm.
Like many creatures, Red’s emotions can be interpreted by the gestures and motions of his tail. Personally, Red adores his tail but finds that is can be a burden and a nuisance at times, knocking down objects or thrashing against the wall. Often, he finds himself curling the thing around his waist in order to keep still.
Red isn't the type to get angry very easily, or rather he’s accustom to bottling his emotions from even himself. He’s soft-spoken and tries his best to keep calm and collected. However, when he is pushed to the brink of his last nerve, Red isn't afraid to shout. Naturally, his abilities are tied to his mental state, but due to his inexperience and weak control it is rare for a out-pour of psychic energy to burst from his emotions.

Weaknesses:
-Most vulnerable when using his abilities as they require mental concentration and focus
-Easily susceptible to migraines and other illnesses, most likely as a result of the unknown DNA mixing with human DNA
-Abilities unstable the weaker his state of mind becomes
-His abilities in general at this time.
-Pancakes

History:
Red was created as a prototype for a new line of expendable inter-species psychic soldiers. He was created primarily for intel gathering but was also engineered for combat. His skills were tested often during his growth for scientist to document advancements in his mental and physical abilities. He had the strength of an average human being and showed little promise in becoming the weapon they all hoped he would become. His human DNA gave him a strong sense of sympathy, rendering him a useless as a soldier. Plans were already set to cancel the project. That is until 3 months in his incubation an odd bump appeared on his lower back. The scientists were hopeful that the new tail was key to unlocking his true potential as a weapon. Still, the testing proved futile. They decided to start over, use a different set of DNA and substituting human DNA for that of another species. As per usual, Red’s memories of the last 24 hours were wiped upon entering his incubation chamber. The next time he’d awaken, Red found himself atop the cold interior surface of a steel cage.

Mmmmm...kay XD

[AkiBlue]

*is excited for this to start*

Weakness: Pancakes <-- That's all that matters haha.

[Solekii]

Accepted!

[FrozenEcstasy]

Solekii said
Also, Neil would bear it, but man would he be annoyed with constantly being called 'pretty kitty'. And no doubt Marcus would find it hilarious and give him hell. xD

Beast won't call Neil pretty kitty all the time, just some of the time. Neil don't need be upset, Beast make him feel real good.

[Hansa]

Hey, I'm really interested in joining, would there be room for me? I haven't RPed on the site for a while, but I still know the ropes!

[Solekii]

There certainly is, just get a CS up.

Oh and I'll see if I can get an IC post up tonight.

[Hansa]

Name: Jonathan Macieira (HV001)

Age: 26, stopped aging at 23

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Species: Human

Height: 6’ 9’’

Hair Colour

Eye Colour: Green, not human anymore

Deformities/odd features:

There isn’t anything normal about Jonathan anymore, but the change that could probably have caused him to be thrown over to the defects is his missing a right arm. There isn’t even a scar or anything like that (if he can even be scarred), it’s just missing. Not even a stump.

General Appearance:

Structurally, Jonathan only went through few changes. He has a human shape, although a bit broader than usual and even looks human down to facial details. The change is that his whole body is covered in tree bark, and what was once human flesh is now fresh wood. In general his bark is a deep brown, but his face, his hand and his feet transition into green; a hue of younger wood. Just like that of a tree, Jonathan’s bark is rough and solid, with furrows running down the surface. The young wood is coated with a thinner, smoother bark.

As his body is now that of a humanoid tree, Jonathan has no hair on his body. However, as one runs down the top of his head, branches start budding from his scalp. On the back of his head, there are even green leaves protruding outwards. From his shoulders and upper back, thicker and longer branches make their way out towards his sides and backwards, coated in similar leaves.

Jonathan’s facial features reveal still that he is of Hispanic descent, with full lips and a straight nose. His face is square in shape, with a flat chin. His eyes are no longer similar to those of humans, being a light, lime green where they were white and with no irises, instead a gradient towards a deeper, emerald green radially into his pupils, which are actual holes. The eyes are dry, with the consistency of fresh leaves, hollow and fragile.

Personality:

Jonathan has always been the isolated type, generally shunning masses of people. Silence, emptiness and a general void is what he feels at home in. Because of this, he has never been one to make friends easily. Quite frankly, he never needed them that much. He would much rather stay in his room and watch movies or read books. That being said, when times get dire, Jonathan appreciates a shoulder to lean on. He is a good enough friend to offer one himself, if a friend is in need. Don’t count on him meeting you at the mall or in a busy street though. He would rather stay far away.

After his kidnapping, Jonathan has become very distressed. He is overtaken by paranoia a lot of the time, not trusting anyone. After all, when such an event happens, anything could happen. Anyone could betray him. Friendship died the day he drew his last human breath. As such, he now acts quite stressed in many situations, not taking time to think and process events. However, his poker face is as good as ever, so he may not looked as shuffled as he is.

History:

I will reveal most of this IC, so feel free to not read it. However, if you are interested enough, have a go!

HISTORY

At the age of 23, Jonathan Macieira was living alone in Rio de Janeiro and was close to finishing his degree in digital informatics. It was all planned out, he was going to get a job at a respectable firm which sold statistics – simple enough – and build a career. He would always live in the city and he would always make his way on his own. His only friend, Silvio, was studying financial management, and together they would become an unstoppable duo. Both were the top of their class and both were destined for big things.

Silvio was sad during those times though, having fallen into a light depression after a bad week and a couple of bad grades. It ruined his perfect record. He would be fine though, Jonathan thought, keeping to himself rather than helping his friend. That would be his biggest regret in a long, long time. Silvio did not tolerate this from his best friend.

Jonathan had no idea who Silvio had come into contact with, or what they wanted, but Silvio collected a DNA-sample from Jonathan and was happy to see he was indeed compatible with the villains’ plans. He leaked Jonathan’s address to them and, after a confrontation with him, let him get taken away. That was the last time Jonathan saw Silvio, but his angry, pained shouts of rage echoed in his head eternally in his mind.

The next three years are blurry. In the beginning there was a dramatic surgery where Jonathan changed. Not instantly, but gradually. At some point, he was dug down into the ground – maybe for a day, maybe for half a year. But after he was taken out of the ground, his transformation was almost complete. He had even grown a whole foot taller, and just larger in general! That was when the bastards sawed off his right arm. What they did with it, or why they did it at all, was a mystery. The wound healed, the result being Jonathan had no right arm. For some reason, the scientists were very disappointed in this. So disappointed, in fact, that they threw Jonathan away. He was now garbage, it seemed.

After that, there has only been the storage room, where he was put in a cage. His cage is wooden, for some weird reason, while all the other ones are of steel. There is also a lamp in his cage with a weak purple glow. He is given water once or twice a day, he struggles telling the time, and some cubes of sugar from time to time. That is all. And although the dark loneliness is what Jonathan prefers, he is far from comfortable. He wonders about his own state, about the outside world and especially about that dirty bastard Silvio.

[Solekii]

Accepted!

[Solekii]

Damn. Double-posted again.My bad.

[Ace of Jacks]

There was one other character I wanted to do but wasn't sure if it would work for this since you said you wanted it sapient/humanoid. It's a chimera of sorts, quadruped, with above average intelligence, about the same intelligence of an orca or dolphin, a result of additional gene splicing. She's genetically engineered and spliced to have the the traits of various animals in an attempt to create a new species of intelligent creatures with various functionality. Bred in the lab with genes of a domesticated house cat and a panther, scientist modified her with parts from an impala and a hawk. She's about the size of...I'd say a Labrador. They didn't like the way she turned out and abandoned the testing. Because of her intelligence, she can comprehend and respond to most human languages, using a control collar to communicate. She maintains her animistic instincts to begin with. I intended her to just be a companion for Red.

Doesn't matter if I have her in it or not, just curious if she could work. But if she did, during her development she would start to become more human, not physically but mentally. Gain a sense of humanity, sympathy, self-awareness, and independence. Didn't really want to pitch this because I figured one animal-like character was enough and I didn't wanna steal Neil's thunder XD

[Blue Dog]

Oh wow, I didn't see this. I have to go to work, but I'll work on my sheets on the bus and have them up by tonight ( also, not sure if I should have put this in my CS or here, but.

I will be free.

[Blue Dog]

Tomorrow's the day. Sorry it was a long day at work so I'm headed to bed. Night all.

[Solekii]

It's fine. My plan was to get the IC up, them my PC crashed. Why do these things always happen when I honestly intend to do something on time?