[OOC] The Three Kings (High Casual)

[Cherry_Shield]

This is the only roleplay I managed to salvage off of the OldRPG that I made. It is by username Cirno (me), and it is over 5 years old. Please excuse any grammatical errors or abnormalities. Let me know if anything needs explained or refined.
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This is a original roleplay idea, thought it is based off videos. I randomly found epic videos over Youtube and decided this is how I wanted a roleplay, so I threw all the videos together and added my own story line to it.

BEFORE YOU CONTINUE, READ THIS!
Though I do not expect over-the-top work, I will ask for at least 3 decent paragraphs per post; I love detail people, so consider this as Advance Casual Roleplay.

Also, GMG= Genetically Modified Girl

I OWN NONE OF THE VIDEOS POSTED IN THE SECTIONS BELOW, I AM SIMPLY USING THEM FOR THE ROLEPLAY. A SPECIAL THANKS TO THE CREATORS OF THESE VIDEOS, ESPECIALLY op0center!!!
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You're running. Why are you running? You can't remember; Adrenaline pumping, too many thoughts surging through your developing mind to think of that right now, but you know it will come back you later. All you know is that they are after you; the ones clad in black, and that the word 'prisoner' is not in their vocabulary.

Go.

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You fall to your knees; You finally got away. Gasping for air as saliva spills out your gaping mouth, you struggle to your feet. Making your way out of the ally, you pull your hood up to hide your appearance. You stare into a rusted newspaper dispenser; 2052 reads the headline of the New York Weekly. Wanted posters and police propaganda plaster the city walls, advertising for the capture of members of government opposition.

Many will fall for these posters and support the government. But you know better, because you are an enemy of the government. You know what they did.

They will pay for it. One way or another.

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The year is 2053, one year after the escape. New York City. Martial law is in effect due the escape of a large group of genetically modified teenage girls. Though the reason behind their creation and escape is a mystery. Some say it was a government super-soldier program gone horribly wrong, or that they experimented with young girls to turn them into 'egg farms' in an attempt to boost the population after the Life 0 super-virus ran through the world 10 years ago, only affecting females and nearly whipping them out. The thing is, no one truly knows why the genetically modified girls fight, not even the girls; Only the fabled Three Kings know why they truly fight. But the military will hunt them until not a single one is left standing. It has been 5 years since the breakout, and the girls still wander, fighting for their lives.

You are one of these girls, and this is your story.

Where are you?:

NYC, USA, YEAR 2052. The cities outer layers are slowly crumbling into ghettos and slums, the middle ring of the city is middle class, and the center of the city is reserved for those who are high class. Police forces are visibly placed in the ghettos and middle class areas, and are still placed in the high class center, but in more discreet ways as to not disturb the 'valuable' citizens. As a genetically modified girl, you tend to stick to the ghettos and slums, occasionally drifting into the middle class area and even the high class if you are experienced enough, but a lot of times you will find that the sewers and dark allies are your most valuable travel points or even homes.

Who Will Fight With You:

The Three Kings
(Alternate Video: Recycles a lot from the first one, but has new parts; Strongly suggesting watching it despite re-used materials.)-
Queens, is a more correct term. The original three genetically modified girls, no one knows their true names and very few have actually ever seen them. Each one is modified to the core, and god-like in the field that they have been advanced in. They are the only ones that truly know the cause of the conflict, and are the hidden leaders of anti-government forces.

The Fist: Armed with massive amounts of weaponry, The Force is the main cannon for the resistance to take out large opposition. She has inhuman strength and body reflexes, and is supposedly bullet proof. The most famous act of her was single handedly taking down an 250 man swat unit, complete with riot gear that was sweeping the streets for signs of anti-government forces, when she simply flew from an ally and opened fire; Non-Strategically destroying the entire force while taking massive amounts of fire onto herself, yet walking away seemingly uninjured from the scene. Many people know what she looks like, being the most publicly feared figure.

The Thinker: Armed with knowledge, The Thinker attacks from afar, never showing herself. Having the brainpower of a super computer, she could easily devise and explosive device from drain cleaner and milk if she was really desperate enough. She has bombs strategically placed through the city on government supplies or places that the forces will meet and simply destroys them. She obtains all her supplies from strategically re-routing government shipments to locations were her helpers pick them up and deliver them to her. She is extremely elusive, and it is said no one has ever laid eyes on her face, instead only meeting with her silhouette overshadowing a dark room.

The Messenger: Armed with her wits and small weaponry, The Messenger strategically assassinates high-ranking government officials. She is extremely agile and responsive, said by some to be able to run as fast as 70 MPH (Unconfirmed). Either sneaking in with a silenced pistol, or snipping from afar, she eliminates the high ranking target and exits the area immediately. She works alone, and no one was ever seen her except the few officials she has executed face to face. There is no place to look for her like you could The Thinker or Fist, and she will leave you a message if you are one of the lucky few that is ever contacted by her. Very little is known about her to the resistance, and even less for the public.

POLTAVA- Based more along the lines of hiding and simply trying to survive. The POLTAVA tend to have more passive personalities and genetic modifications, only looking to survive instead of taking a battle to the endless numbers of government forces. 'Hide, Eat, and hope for another day.' is the motto they live by. The POLTAVA are lightly armed, but masters of hiding and concealing themselves; They have vast information centers and are defensive based, a lot of times intelligence being their strong point. Due to their hiding nature, they cannot obtain extremely heavy weaponry to fight back, but use their knowledge to evade government forces and stay hidden.

NARVA: PSEUDO OFFENC- Based more along the lines of exterminating governmental forces and rebelling. The NARVA tend to have more aggressive abilities and genetic modifications, taking up every opportunity (Providing they will be able to make it out alive) to destroy government forces. 'They did this to us; Time for them to pay.' is the motto they kill by. The NARVA are often heavily armed and can get almost any gun they want through their advanced smuggling systems, but tend to have an extreme lack of information; Never being able to coordinate attacks on large forces due to lack of brain power [They are smart as your average girls].

One does not have to be affiliated with a faction, and some will wander alone or in small groups; But strength is in numbers.

Those Who Will Harm You

The Government- Brutal and ruthless, they bring a new meaning to brutality. No riots, uprising, or even peaceful protests happen in New York anymore, because they will instantly be disposed of using lethal force. Martial Law is in effect in New York, so the military, swat, air force, you name it, it is stationed in the city, even tanks on some streets. The forces are broken into the Swat/Army, and the little known Seekers.

The Military/SWAT Forces: Brutal and unforgiving, these forces will go in in numbers and crush opposition. Armed in standard gear, they will either travel in squads or line the streets in the hundreds looking for girls. A squad head on without cover could easily wipe out a girl, but if the girl plays her cards right and hits them hard or takes them out one by one as they split up, they can be taken down. The street-sweeping squads require heavy weaponry and lots of girls to take down.
The Seekers:No one knows who they are, or 'what' they are, let alone if they are even human. The seekers are only deployed when the location of a highly-valued girl is establish. They are fast, brutal, and will kill without allowing someone to get in their fabled last words or even thoughts. They can run extremely fast and take massive amounts of damage. One oddity about them is that they cannot use anything that requires climbing (Rocks, Stairs, Ladders, ect.) But if a girl thinks she can escape by abusing this they are wrong; The seekers quickly and ALWAYS find an alternate route to reach their victims. 90% of the time if they are after you, you are going to die. They have highly advanced weaponry and armor only seen in their use. The sounds they emit do not seem to form words.

When Did Your Change Happen?

A King- You are one of the lucky three girls to survive experimental trials with massive amounts of injections. You led the breakout force and where ruthless against the government in your way. You powers are fables, myths, and legends. Only you know why you where truly in the labs. (Currently UNPLAYABLE)

Test Subject- You are one of the later experimental subjects, pumped with the injections and lucky to survive. You escaped to the outside world with the victims waiting to be tested on with chemicals to distribute to them. Your are quiet powerful, and are usually more relied upon in your rankings of your faction [If Any]. You where kept under anesthesia for most of the time you where in the lab, so you remember nothing of your stay their or a week before it, but your old life is crystal clear; Though you cannot go back to it now. (Only people who have great apps or that I know I can trust will be able to be one of these)

Leaf- You are one of the originally un-altered girls that escaped the labs with the help of The Kings and Test Subjects. The government still wanted you dead for some reason though, so you willingly allowed the Test Subjects to alter your DNA with the injections. Due to the girls having no chemical science experience what so ever, they where only able to give you low doses of chemicals to ensure your survival. You powers are still great, but they are no match for Test Subjects. (Open to all).

Enhancements-
They cannot give the girls super-hero like powers such as flying/creating forcefields/magnetic fields, they can only enhance things that the human body can currently achieve.

I.E. Somethings not ok: Flying, Magnetic fields, spitting acid, morphing.

I.E. Somethings that are ok:

Humans can withstand bone-breakage pretty well; This could be an enhancements so that the girls could jump off 4 story tall buildings and roll out of it without even cracking the bone.

Humans can run at decent speeds; Ussualy around 10 MPH; This could be an enhancement of the ligaments, tendons, and muscles in the legs allowing achievable speeds of 30mph+

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RULES:
1. I am the OP. What I say goes.
2. Any fights/pvp will be decided by me if an argument comes into play.
3. Romance? Hell yeah! But of course, keep it PG-13 (As the forum requires). Once the hand starts schlicking or groping, it's time to fade out. Providing you can find a mate, of course [And be at least 15 if you want to go there!]
4. Be realistic; You are not going to headshot everything, and you will not gun-ho an entire SWAT squad without cover or tactics. You will die humiliatingly if you do.
5. Profanity, I don't care. Just don't abuse the privilege.
6. Post at least every week. I'm not a post nazi, and will make exceptions for life events (Because we all have lives), but not repeated exceptions. One week max, but posting at a faster pace is welcome, but remember; Quality, not speed.
7. I reserve to add any rules as I see fit, no matter how insane.
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CS: (If you want to make an amazing app, go ahead; I just want a moderate one. Though it could determine the class I allow you to have)

Keep in mind it is the year 2052. I will allow Semi-Futuristic weapons/clothing/ect.

Each girl has 2 traits that where significantly enhanced when they where altered. They will always pair each other (I.E. You cannot be a walking muscle force but be incredibly inteligent), and some have downsides [Handicaps you choose to give your person]/

Name:
Sex: (For the sake of my sanity, ONLY female teenage girls are GMG's, and for citizens I will only be allowing males.)
Age: (GMG's will range from 12-17)
Experiment Tier: (Test Subject, Leaf). (GMG ONLY)
Enhanced Trait 1: (GMG ONLY)
Enhanced Trait 1 Downside: (If Any, GMG ONLY)
Enhanced Trait 2: (GMG ONLY)
Enhanced Trait 2 Downside: (If Any, GMG ONLY)
Faction: (Put respective faction; You can be a citizen if you want to help out or go into a relationship with a girl.)
Appearance: (Pics work fine, but if you do use one put a small desc. in such as height, weight, any distinct features)
Clothing: (Put 'See appear' or 'see pic' if it is the same as above)
Personality:
Weapons: (If Any)
Equipment:
Bio:

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I think that's all...

[Cherry_Shield]

If you have already created an app, please post it here again for me to review in the thread and give you the approval to post in the character tab so everyone can see who is in. I will approve them shortly after and will have the first IC post up very soon. If you need insight on outposts, first-post locations, how the city is set up, ect let me know. For most first posts it will be starting in either A) Passages in the sewers between bases, B) inside a NARVA or POLTAVA base in the sewers, or C) Out in the city, scaving ect (note while you will not need to be completely concealed in the shadows, you'll need some sort of 'disguise', whether a heavy poncho to hide your head or something. Teenage girls are regularly subject to search in order to try to catch the escaped 'experiments').

[rechonq]

rechonq's shield

Name: James Argyle
Sex: Male
Age: 27
Faction: Swat/Citizen
Appearance: James is often in his suit as it seems that life around these girls is always dangerous. He is around 5'9 himself, but his suit puts him right at 6'0. When he isn't wearing his suit, he is well built, but not in a model or six pack type of way. He actually looks more like a strongman competitor. He had to be strong to be able to carry all of his gear and move about in firefights. He also has a lot of scars all over his body. Most are smaller, but a few are pretty big. He has blonde dirty blonde hair a thick face with a wide jawline.
Clothing: See Pic
Personality: James isn't necessarily the gentlest of gaints. He's not that tall, but his impressive size still gets him into the category of giant. He has a strong set of morals and defends them heavily. He is willing to give everyone a chance, but they only get just that. He is quick to correct wrongs and tries to keep the punishment fit for the crime, but can go overboard. He is normally very gentle with the girls, partially because they are girls, and partially because most of them could beat him to a pulp now. He is very quick to defend people or topics, even if he doesn't completely agree with them.
Weapons: ARX 160
Equipment: Bomb suit, gas mask, bullet proof riot shield.
Bio: James was originally an EOD technician for a swat team. Since he wasn't needed very often for that practice, he doubled as a swat team raider. He specialized in being the shield for quite obvious reasons. Some said he was suicidal since he always ran into the face of danger. Whether bullets or explosives, he had taken it all. Quite a few scars came about due to his practice. He enjoyed his job a lot. He wasn't the best shot himself or all that tactical, but when it came to being shot at, he was the best. It was his way of helping the city. He wasn't totally defense though. He was still outfitted with the standard ARX160 at the time. It wasn't anything special, but when the job was dead thugs, it got the job done.

One day though his team got an emergency call to respond to a break out. They were told that the targets were extremely dangerous and shouldn't be allowed to escape at any cost. James was very ready to go and provide cover against some more bad guys, but what he saw when he got there astonished him. They arrived and local police had set up a perimeter and were firing. James team began to set up positions, and as James moved to the front lines he saw girls lying in pools of blood in front of the entrance to this building. He was furious now. Whoever was in there that did this was going to pay dearly, but when he saw one of the girls escaping and one of his own team members shoot her it nearly made him sick. He yelled at him what he was doing. His teamate simply responded this is the mission. At that point James realized that they were sent there to mow down young girls. There was no danger to him at all. It looked more like a massacre as the authorities shot the girls trying to escape for cover. James couldn't take anymore. There was an alleyway the girls could escape through if they could reach it, but very few were making it. He ran to the door to the lab they were escaping and began escorting the girls three to four at a time, doing his best to keep them behind him during the fire. His teamates were confused and didn't shoot as he had his back turned, but once they figured out his intent he bacame a prime target as well. He shot back at a few of his former teamates when they began to approach realizing that firing from a far wasn't effective. He shot back at them wounding a few or at least hoping that's all he did. He says it was the hardest thing he's ever done in his life, but he couldn't stand the sight of the scene at the time. When all of the girls he could help escaped he followed them providing cover and time from pursuers. He eventually escaped himself with some of the girls help. Being a wanted fugitive almost as much as the girls now, he ended up living with them. More like a father figure to most of them than anything. James has come to love his girls and will do everything within his power to ensure their safety.

Here's my guy again.

[Massasauga]

Name: Joy Knox
Sex: Female
Age: 17
Experiment Tier: Leaf
Enhanced Trait 1: Enhanced muscle tissue
Enhanced Trait 1 Downside: "Enhanced" is being generous. She's just stronger than she would be normally for a girl her age.
Enhanced Trait 2: Pain receptor suppressant
Enhanced Trait 2 Downside: While the pain is ignored, the rest of the trouble that comes with the wound is not.
Faction: N/A (Nomadic)
Appearance:

Joy

Clothing: As pictured with a few odds and ends around. Mainly military-surplus grade clothing.
Personality: Quiet but not totally antisocial. Curious, but also cautious. Still prefers to be distanced rather than at the center of attention
Weapons: McMillan CS5 with suppressor, Rock Island Armory M1911, OKC FF6 Freedom Fighter
Equipment: Rucksack, TAC belt, side holster, ammunition pouches on both legs, knee pads, elbow pads, shoulder pad, sleeping bag, flashlight, bandages, tourniquet, pack of cigarettes, mini multi-fuel stove, canteen, multi-tool
Bio: Joy had the rough life like the other test subjects. She was an alternate, though. The government mainly kept her around just in cases they needed one more test subject to experiment on in the event they ran out. However, with the help of the Three Kings, she ran out first before they could get to her. Being older than the others, she had the luxury of getting some extra free time in which was usually spent reading old Tom Clancy novels and bugging security guards to show her tricks they learned. While most never bothered to give her the time of day, she managed to get some one-on-one time at the range during the off hours with a few. Marksmanship was an essential skill that needed to be honed, along with how to determine and eliminate priority targets. These were hard lessons that she needed to learn.

After the escape, Joy hung around with some of the other girls. Two injections gave her a muscle mass boost and a sort of regulatory strain that deactivated her pain receptors. Though not exactly on board with the idea of the last one, she figured that since she was being hunted now like the others that it would be better to go with what she could than not. After two weeks of being on the run, she became separated from the other girls. Lacking much in the sense of a personal arsenal at the moment, she snuck out and made her way to a junkyard. She now lives out of one of the vans, trying to keep her spirits up, her stomach full, and her head on her shoulders.

[Obscene Symphony]

So much to do, so much to do~

Will you be choosing the GMG's after all the sheets are in? How will that work?

[Cherry_Shield]

@Obscene Symphony Nope, if you wanna be a GMG just write up an app. Anyone who wants to be one can be one, they're the backbone of this roleplay anywho!

[Obscene Symphony]

@Obscene Symphony Nope, if you wanna be a GMG just write up an app. Anyone who wants to be one can be one, they're the backbone of this roleplay anywho!

@Cherry_Shield

Oh, I think I worded that wrong. I meant a Test Subject (sadly, yet understandably, the Kings are unplayable) as opposed to a leaf. You said they'd be given to deserving apps right? Is that decided after all the apps are in?

Also, is 19 too much of a stretch for a Test Subject age? Thanks!

[Evil Snowman]

YAY happy to see the OOC is up. I'll endeavor to get my character up in the next day or three. Although I can't promise that as my computer currently KIA and my phone barely worth circuits its made with so doing what I have left of my CS will be difficult.

[Obscene Symphony]

Oh wow, I didn't expect to be pouring my heart into this character XD

This is still VERY WIP but if you want to check it out go for it.

Eliza Marks WIP

Name:
Eliza Marks

Alias:
"Marks"

Sex:
Female

Age:
19

Experiment Tier:
Test Subject (hopefully)

Enhanced Trait 1:
Speed. Eliza’s tendons, ligaments and muscles were augmented to handle moving at an alarming rate. She can reach running speeds of up to 65 kilometres an hour (roughly 40mph) although this was her fastest speed ever recorded and occurred during a life-or-death situation. It also left her nearly immobile with soreness for a week. She generally won’t exceed 55km/h, though she works herself hard in an effort condition and train herself to go even faster. In fact, she's raised her top comfortable speed by 5 kilometres since her escape, and has improved greatly upon her agility. Aside from running, Eliza can also move the rest of her body abnormally quickly, which becomes very useful for balance and reaction time.

Enhanced Trait 1 Downside:
Amputated legs. This augmentation of speed required that her legs be amputated just above the knee. (Unbeknownst to Eliza: During initial testing of her speed, it was discovered that while her muscles and tendons were fine, her flesh and bones were not strong enough for such speed and force. Her first test runs resulted in essentially grinding the bones in her feet and lower legs into sludge.) While her prosthetics are cool, they leave her unable to swim or climb ladders with any efficiency. Hardware malfunctions are becoming increasingly common; her artificial knees require maintenance that, while she does do her best to take care of them, need specialized attention. Another important downside to her prosthetics: They make her extremely easy to spot, to the point where any venture onto the surface is an extremely risky one. As they are one-of-a-kind and designed specifically for her abilities, every SWAT or Seeker out there knows that where they find the legs, they find the girl. And as they are impossible to hide beneath pant legs, her only options are long, billowing skirts (which tend to get caught in the sharp tips of her "toe" and make running difficult) or to try and stay out of sight. As a result, any and every venture into the public eye is incredibly risky.

Enhanced Trait 2:
Enhanced processing. In order to handle all that speed, Eliza’s brain needed to be able to process her sensory information fast enough to keep up. In this way, when she runs, one could say she sees things as if she is moving normally and everything else is very slow (of course when asked, Eliza says she notices little difference; she feels as if no more time has passed. She really can't put the sensation into words). This helps her make quick decisions and dodge attacks that would otherwise be difficult to avoid. This also grants her the ability to make very quick decisions, a skill which lends itself well to strategy and improvisation.

Enhanced Trait 2 Downside:
Corner-cutting. To allow for this processing, her brain ignores things like colour and sound in favour of processing important signals such as simple sight of objects and movement. For example, while she stands still, she perceives the world normally. While running, her vision fades to black and white and her senses of hearing, taste and smell shut down entirely. However, she will see objects and movement very clearly, and can even read words on the go. (This effect can be considered the same as a human under extreme stress. This commonly happens to police officers, firefighters, soldiers, and regular people experiencing things like a shooting or a car accident. It is the brain's way of protecting itself - sacrificing unnecessary senses to put that power toward processing important ones faster. Normal humans would only experience this for a few seconds, and their judgement would be heavily impaired and instinctual; Eliza's has little effect on judgement, but a lot on sensory reception.)
This augmentation also lends itself to over-stimulation issues such as frequent headaches and disorientation. Think of moderate-to-severe ADHD that comes and goes. For example, at high speeds, taking in information all at once is useful; during a conversation, it can be very difficult to understand the other person when the brain is trying to drink in every ounce of information in the room.
Another fun side effect is insomnia!

Faction:
POLTAVA

Appearance:
(Pics work fine, but if you do use one put a small desc. in such as height, weight, any distinct features)

Clothing:
Eliza keeps her clothing simple, light, and streamlined; all in an effort to maximize her speed and comfort while running. She wears

Personality:

Weapons:
Mainly, her state-of-the-art aluminum running prosthetics (longer than pictured), complete with rubber pads on the bottoms for grip, wicked-sharp edges and blades running down their length, able to extend and retract seemingly at will. She also carries a narrow steel pipe, a folding knife and a length of thin, strong wire tied between two wooden dowels. While at normal speed, such a thing could be used to strangle someone, at high speeds it is effective enough to cut flesh and score bones.

More on the Legs

Eliza’s legs were designed by the testing facility specifically to fit her needs. They are extremely strong and resilient, yet flexible enough to give a significant bounce (similar to walking on a trampoline) which helps to increase her speed and jump height/distance. While her original height was 5’6, the legs bring her up to 5’10, giving her legs an oddly-proportioned look with high knees. The legs were amputated above the knee because researchers found that the lowest amputation point that would still support her speed was her femur.

Equipment:

Bio:

Good grief it's not even near complete and it's already so long. Whoops XD

[MinervianGrey]

:/ a lot of effort, a few scrapped ideas, and more time than I care to count: this is the fruit of my labor

Minerva

Name: Minerva ????

Sex: Female

Age: ?? Definitely mid-teens

Experiment Tier: Test Subject

Enhanced Trait 1:
Superconducting Fibrification of Neural Dendrites

200% increase in subject reflexes.
Evidence of marked increase in intelligence, creativity, and memory.

Enhanced Trait 1 Downside:
Damage to hippocampus and amygdala.

Subject's long term memory from before the testing is nonexistant.
Increase risk of Parkinson's Disease by late 20's.

Enhanced Trait 2:
Increased Sensitivity of All Sensory Nerves and Apparatus

50% increase in visual acuity, as well as considerable vision in dark environments, and slight thermal vision if Subject can focus enough.
50% increase in auditory acuity, better range and clarity
50% increase in olfactory acuity, scents more identifiable at increased distances
50% increase in tactile acuity, finer detail in touch, more sensitive to movement and heavier vibration like marching, tank treads, and even muffled speech through doors.

Enhanced Trait 2 Downside:
Unexpected side effects and over-sensitivity

Cartilage and secondary tendons related to the inherent ability to make sound were destroyed as an unintended side effect of chemical testing. Subject is rendered mute.
Natural skin and eye pigment have been destroyed as a result of testing.
Drastic, sudden increase in environmental lighting may severely damage retina.
Drastic, sudden increase in decibels of surroundings may cause severe damage to auditory capability.
Undesirable odors are more pungent to Subject.
Increased sense of taste has developed into a dislike for most foods.

Faction: NARVA

Appearance:
Red eyes, white hair and pale complexion.
5'0" at ???lbs

Clothing:
When incognito or otherwise she is often seen wearing oversized pants and hooded sweatshirt.
Underneath this, however, is a jumpsuit designed for high-mobility activities. The suit is black, in contrast with her pale face and crimson eyes, and offers lightly padded joints that stretch even more lightly onto her arms and legs. Her torso is padded both front and back with similar padding but wrapped with a thin layer of Kevlar, knife resistant mesh.

Personality:
Minerva's inability to speak and her brain damage from testing often make it difficult for her to develop new social relationships. Also due to her brain damage, she cannot consciously recall her past prior to waking up during the escape. She is used to operating alone, teamwork being delicate and difficult with her muteness. She communicates through facial expressions and general hand gestures, occasionally whistling to catch attention or show affection.

Weapons:
10mm SQ-05 "Smart" Pistol
Optional suppressor latched to right side of barrel.
Tactical flashlight underbarrel built in, extending from trigger guard.
Left side I the barrel is a 'nerve center' that identifies acquired targets down range and will 'jerk' the operator's aim to meet targets. Unable to compensate completely unless SQ-05-2 "Smart" Bullets are loaded. Standard 10mm amunition compatible.
"Smart" bullets seek out humanoid targets and aim for vital hits (head, heart, etc.), normally equipped for avoiding certain IFF tags in friendly humanoids, often implanted in military troops and authorized SWAT teams.

SQ-04 "Long Lance" .308 sniper rifle
Bipod underbarrel. Range and trajectory in HUD of the scope, as well as estimated outline of targets.
Optional suppressor attachment.

Equipment:
Minerva carries nothing more than a single spare set of ammunition for her firearms and only one magazine of SQ-05-2 "Smart" Bullets on her person at any time. She relies on NARVA's goodwill and her private stashed supplies to keep her fed and watered and supply her with further ammunition. Due to this system she has become very thrifty with her ammunition and very accurate.

Bio:
Minerva can recall nothing of her life before waking up in the laboratory during the escape. While escorting younger, mostly unmodified girls to one of the narrowing, if not disappearing, escape routes she fended off a single special forces combatant. The man called out "Minerva spotted!" As he moved to intercept her little batch of ducklings. She took to the name almost as well as he took to her new pistol he so generously donated to her cause.
As the majority of girls spread into the slums of what hiding places they could find, Minerva began to wage a guerilla war against search parties, making contact in odd places so as to throw their bulk searches behind them off the trails of other girls.
Since the formation of NARVA, she has taken back to the inner slums, becoming the exemplary reason why night guards are not allowed to attend the porcelain throne all by their lonesome.
Her prefered targets are the most patient ones, snipers. She acquired her rifle from a specific sniper who had her glued to the walls of an under construction building for 3 strait hours before forgetting to check the sky bridge between their buildings.

Oh good gracious deity of choice, this is no where near complete and I most likely forgot a thing or five, feel free to point things out that might not make sense.

Also, would multiple characters be acceptable or would it be too much
(T-T) please tell me

[Kokushi]

@Foster referred me to this RP :3 I hope that this is acceptable!
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Name: Joslyn (Lyn) Vulcas

Sex: Female

Age: 17

Experiment Tier:

Enhanced Trait 1:

Enhanced Vision:

Josyln’s enhanced Vision allows her to see with almost startling clarity, making it possible for her to pick up on the smallest of details when she is out in the field or simply trying her hardest to blend in and collect intel. Along with her ability to see clearer than the average human, she is also able to see things further away without the aid of a scope, giving her the ability to be an amazing sniper, though she does not classify as the best as she knows there is always someone out there better than herself. While she can see well enough in the dark, if the area is completely devoid of any form of light (i.e moonlight) she is unable to see just like any average human.

Enhanced Trait 1:

Downside: Light Sensitivity

While Joslyn enjoys the perks of being able to see far and in complete clarity, this enhancement caused her to develop an acute sensitivity to light. Due to this, she must always wear sunglasses until nightfall and, unless the room is dim enough, while under artificial lighting. Part of her counts this as a blessing in disguise as it offers her a way to hide her eyes from those who are looking for her, as they are the most notable feature that she maintains. Should she be subjected to bright light (i.e a flash bang) without the proper eye protection, her sight is rendered useless until such a time that her retina’s are able to adjust and right themselves.

Enhanced Trait 2:

Heightened Reflexes

While she is unable to dodge bullets, Joslyn’s reflexes have been enhanced in order to allow her reaction time to be far greater than the average human. The messages that travel from her brain to her limbs take far less time to communicate the need to do something, allowing her to react faster and take less time to process situations as they occur. Her heightened reflexes also increase her rate of fire depending on the firearm she is using at the time and aid her well in hand to hand (or overall close range) combat.

Enhanced Trait 2:

Downside: Twitchy

Due to her uncanny habit of twitching, whether it is when someone touches her or when she is forced into a fast reaction time too many times in a row, Joslyn attempts not to rely on this ability too much. While engaged in close combat, should she take a particularly hard hit (or a harmful hit in general) her body’s reflex is typically over exaggerated and could potentially cause more harm than good to herself.

Faction: Poltava

Appearance:

During Captivity

Disguise

Height: 5’7
Weight: 145 lbs
Distinct Feature(s): HeteroChromia (LE Green / RE teal)

Clothing: See second picture for shirt style, typically wearing black jeans or slacks and a pair of black sneakers. Due to her light sensitivity, Joslyn also wears a pair of sunglasses that she rarely takes off.

Personality:
Joslyn prefers to keep to herself when she can, though she is not shy by any means but seems far from approachable due to the fact that she always looks rather mad, even when she is not. Usually very straight forward and blunt, she hates to sugar coat things and is usually the person to go to if you want the hard truth about something. Once one gets past the bluntness and permanent ‘I will kill you’ look, she is overall a fun person to be around who enjoys a good joke just as much as the next person.

Weapons: SR-25 (Semi-automatic special application sniper rifle 7.62x51mm), PMR-30 (.22 magnum), and a few well placed throwing knives.

Equipment:
Emergency Kit Containing:

• Lighter
• Compass
• Camelbak
• Disposable Cell Phone
• Emergency Tinder
• Magnesium Starter
• Emergency Rations
• First-Aid Kit (small)
• Canteen
• Aqua Iodine Tablets
• S&W SWAT Knife
• Mini LED Flashlight
• GERBER

Bio:
Taken at a young age, Joslyn does not have much of a childhood to remember as she spent most of her years in a facility being put through an array of tests. While she remembers nothing that happened between the ages of 8 and 16, she can remember what few years of clarity she had with her Mother and Father. Both of her parents always seemed to be happy and madly in love with one another, a feeling they also shared with their daughter who never went without. She always went to parks to play with the other local children, a place she assumed she was taken from as she could not remember anything leading up to the week that shew as taken. Despite many attempts to try and recollect the eight years of memories she did not have, she had nothing to show for it as every attempt resulted in a failure.

When she had managed to escape the facility with the Three Kings, Joslyn had attempted to find her family, wanting to go back to them, to let them know that she was ok despite her genetic modifications. When she got to the outside of the house she remembered living in eight years ago, she found it in the state that she had left it, immaculate and well taken care of. However, when she peered inside, she saw only a shadow of the man her father was sitting in front of the television with beer bottles all around him and a young boy pleading for his attention.

Not being able to take the sight before her, she left without so much as knocking on the door and found her way into the Poltava faction. While she could fight if need be, she preferred doing things from afar, or simply not at all as she isn’t much of a violent person unless the situation calls for it. While she finds no pleasure in what was done to her, she could not bring herself to join the faction that actively attacked the government, despite the fact that she blames them for everything that she saw through that window.

At present she volunteers as a sniper when one is needed, doing her part in an attempt to earn her keep with those she decided to join. While she has no issues with remaining in the shadows, even she is aware that there are times when violence is a necessity and when the government is after you, sometimes that necessity happens a lot.

[Obscene Symphony]

Eliza Marks

Name:
Eliza Marks

Alias:
"Marks"

Sex:
Female

Age:
19

Experiment Tier:
Test Subject

Enhanced Trait 1:
Speed. Eliza’s tendons, ligaments and muscles were augmented to handle moving at an alarming rate. She can reach running speeds of up to 65 kilometres an hour (roughly 40mph) although this was her fastest speed ever recorded and occurred during a life-or-death situation. It also left her nearly immobile with soreness for a week. She generally won’t exceed 55km/h, though she works herself hard in an effort condition and train herself to go even faster. In fact, she's raised her top comfortable speed by 5 kilometres since her escape, and has improved greatly upon her agility. Aside from running, Eliza can also move the rest of her body abnormally quickly, which becomes very useful for balance and reaction time.

Enhanced Trait 1 Downside:
Amputated legs. This augmentation of speed required that her legs be amputated just above the knee. (Unbeknownst to Eliza: During initial testing of her speed, it was discovered that while her muscles and tendons were fine, her flesh and bones were not strong enough for such speed and force. Her first test runs resulted in essentially grinding the bones in her feet and lower legs into sludge.) While her prosthetics are cool, they leave her unable to swim or climb ladders with any efficiency. Hardware malfunctions are becoming increasingly common; her artificial knees require maintenance that, while she does do her best to take care of them, need specialized attention.
Ice is her worst enemy, and tile is a close second. Another important downside to her prosthetics: They make her extremely easy to spot, to the point where any venture onto the surface is an extremely risky one. As they are one-of-a-kind and designed specifically for her abilities, every SWAT or Seeker out there knows that where they find the legs, they find the girl. And as they are impossible to hide beneath pant legs, her only options are long, billowing skirts (which tend to get caught in the sharp tips of her "toe" and make running difficult) or to try and stay out of sight. As a result, any and every venture into the public eye is incredibly risky.

Enhanced Trait 2:
Enhanced processing. In order to handle all that speed, Eliza’s brain needed to be able to process her sensory information fast enough to keep up. In this way, when she runs, one could say she sees things as if she is moving normally and everything else is very slow (of course when asked, Eliza says she notices little difference; she feels as if no more time has passed. She really can't put the sensation into words). This helps her make quick decisions and dodge attacks that would otherwise be difficult to avoid. This also grants her the ability to make very quick decisions, a skill which lends itself well to strategy and improvisation.

Enhanced Trait 2 Downside:
Corner-cutting. To allow for this processing, her brain ignores things like colour and sound in favour of processing important signals such as simple sight of objects and movement. For example, while she stands still, she perceives the world normally. While running, her vision fades to black and white and her senses of hearing, taste and smell shut down entirely. However, she will see objects and movement very clearly, and can even read words on the go. (This effect can be considered the same as a human under extreme stress. This commonly happens to police officers, firefighters, soldiers, and regular people experiencing things like a shooting or a car accident. It is the brain's way of protecting itself - sacrificing unnecessary senses to put that power toward processing important ones faster. Normal humans would only experience this for a few seconds, and their judgement would be heavily impaired and instinctual; Eliza's has little effect on judgement, but a lot on sensory reception.)
This augmentation also lends itself to over-stimulation issues such as frequent headaches and disorientation. Think of moderate-to-severe ADHD that comes and goes at random. For example, at high speeds, taking in information all at once is useful; during a conversation, it can be very difficult to understand the other person when the brain is trying to drink in every ounce of information in the room.
Another fun side effect is insomnia!

Faction:
POLTAVA

Appearance:
Weighing 100lbs (likely closer to 120 if her legs were still attached) and standing at 5'10 with the help of her prosthetics, Eliza has what one could call a dancer's or a runner's body, slim with understated power. Her biological legs are firm and clearly powerful, and her core and arms are strong and well-defined. She has a defined face with high cheekbones and sharp features, a pair of burning grey eyes becoming the focal point. Her skin is pale, but clear, with some blemishes such as twin scars along her palms and outer forearms (wide with rough edges, reminiscent of large scrapes or burns) and a number "5" tattooed on the back of her neck, under the hair. She suspects these to be remnants of her time in testing.

Clothing:
Eliza keeps her clothing simple, light, and streamlined; all in an effort to maximize her speed and comfort while running. She wears snug athletic spandex pants, cut short where her legs give way to prosthetics. The fabric is thick enough to act less like leggings and more like proper pants. Her shirts are generally sleeveless and snug. She tries to stick to neutral, background colours. She chooses snug-fitting clothes because they do not flap in the wind while she runs.
Eliza can often be found in light sweaters for colder weather (she avoids heavy clothing because her speed tends to keep her temperature up) along with dark sunglasses. On trips to the surface she sometimes dons a long, loose skirt, a too-large windbreaker (making her look much heavier than she is) and a scarf.
No shoes to speak of - she doesn't need them.

Personality:
At first glance, many find Eliza to be rather cold. That's because she is - she has no patience for foolishness, pity, or uselessness. She's the type who will volunteer to teach someone, but slap them on the head for not trying hard enough. Though her methods are brutal, she's not entirely heartless; she just has a difficult time showing it.
A brilliant strategist and negotiator with confidence and know-how to spare, it's no surprise that Eliza has become a kind of ambassador for her group. In fact, natural leadership qualities, high standards and a certain ruthlessness have made her a trustworthy figure within Poltava, and one of its influential members and few "leaders". Despite her cold nature, she has taken on an almost maternal attitude toward her faction members and protects her people like a mother bear. No one messes with Poltava without hearing from her.

Weapons:
Mainly, her state-of-the-art aluminum running prosthetics (longer than pictured), complete with rubber pads on the bottoms for grip, wicked-sharp edges and thin rapier blades running vertically down their length, able to extend and retract seemingly at will. She also carries a crowbar, a folding knife and a length of thin, strong wire tied between two wooden dowels. While at normal speed, such a thing could be used to strangle someone, at high speeds it is effective enough to cut flesh and score bone.

More on the Legs

Eliza’s legs were designed by the testing facility specifically to fit her needs. They are extremely strong and resilient, yet flexible enough to give a significant bounce (similar to walking on a trampoline) which helps to increase her speed and jump height/distance. This elasticity also helps ease the strain put on her skeleton while running.
While her original height was 5’6, the legs bring her up to 5’10, giving her legs an oddly-proportioned look with high knees. The legs were amputated above the knee because researchers found that the lowest amputation point that would still support her speed was her femur.

Equipment:
Essentially, a small one-shoulder backpack containing:
- A collapsible plastic water bottle
- A few non-perishable food items (bars, dried food, occasionally a canned good or two; these she needs to keep up her energy for all that running)
- A small first-aid kit with bandages, disinfectant and gauze
- A kit of small tools (miniature screwdriver and pliers, an assortment of pins, etc. Useful for emergency repairs and occasionally persuading a lock or two)
- A small bottle of painkillers (packed with tissue to prevent the pills from rattling)

Bio:
Elixa's memory of her past is dodgy at best, but it's enough to go on. She was an only child, born to parents with high standards. All her life, they pushed their daughter to improve, to achieve perfection. Her grades were great, and what time wasn't spent studying was spent in one of her two other activities: Dance and track. She was a track star and a natural dancer - combine that with her parents' constant pressure to be better and the resulting girl was near-militarily disciplined. Nothing in her life was ever out of place, nothing fell into disarray.
Between this childhood and the present is, like all escapees, a blank. She can't recall her age when she was taken, but she's quite sure that she was an early bloomer and her capture came in the middle of puberty.
During the escape, Eliza used her speed to seek out an escape route, marking it with nondescript chalk symbols and resulting in her new name: Marks. When she'd done that, she returned in an attempt to escort the other, younger escapees to safety. With her speed and her legs - a weapon where most others had none - she was able to fend off SWAT members and security long enough to get a good chunk of girls out. Ever since, she has been respected amongst her peers, often looked toward in difficult times.

Other:
Speed must be sustained, and as such, Eliza is almost always hungry.
Everyone in Poltava would either know her or know of her. She tries to meet everyone and know them to some extent.

@Cherry_Shield Alright, I do believe she's done. I might make minor edits, but nothing huge; If you read the last one, I recommend reading this one again. A lot changed.

[converge]

Although it's not finished yet, I thought I'd go ahead and show what I have. A lot is bound to change! But, hopefully it's acceptable so far...
p.s. Yay! OOC!

Ferrah Collins

Ferrah Collins

Sex: Female

Age: 17 and a half

Experiment Tier: Test Subject (upon approval)

Enhanced Trait 1: The first experiment the scientists incorporated in Ferrah’s ‘design’ was to enhance her maximum aerobic capacity (VO2 max) or endurance. To do this, they would need to increase the amount of hemoglobin, an oxygen-carrying protein, in her bloodstream. It would also be necessary to raise her lactate threshold, which is the byproduct of broken down glucose. This would ensure that no acidity would build up in her muscles, allowing her to have virtually no physical limit.
So, she was injected with the gene mutation know as 577R, which creates 65% more red blood cells. These extra blood cells create more oxygen for Ferrah, her meaty muscles, and her brain. So, in theory, she should be able to do continuous athletic activity for much, much longer than the average human before becoming exhausted.

Enhanced Trait 1 Downside: The result of having so much extra oxygen is deadly blood clots. Not only is Ferrah at high risk for a stroke or heart attack, she has to carefully regulate this by taking small doses of anticoagulants (blood thinning medicine). However, taking this type of medicine has its own special set of problems; excessive bleeding and bruising being one of them. Also, over exertion on Ferrah’s part can lead to very inconvenient nose bleeds.

Enhanced Trait 2: The average human reaction time when responding to simple stimulus is around 240 milliseconds. However, Ferrah was modified to half this time (roughly 105 milliseconds). This advantage allows Ferrah to react and move faster than her adversaries.

Enhanced Trait 2 Downside: Ferrah is a well oiled machine that relies on endurance and speed, not strength. Physically she is very weak, only being able to lift as much as your average girl next door. In fact, many of the younger GMG’s are stronger than she . (AKA, she’s lost more than a few arm wrestling matches).

Faction: (currently undecided)

Appearance: Clear, bright green eyes sparkle from under thick, auburn eyelashes like large peridot gems. Her deep russet locks fall just above her navel; often tangled and matted due to the dangerous situations she is forced into. When the grime is washed away, however, intertwining glossy curls and waves are revealed. Her skin is tan, like a warm cinnamon, and freckled with small scars, injection marks, and the occasional blemish. Her face is slim, and appears more mature than she actually is. Her sharp jaw and high cheek bones, leaves little room for baby fat. Upon first glance, one might see a woman in her 20’s rather than a teenage girl. Farrah has a petite frame, standing at 5’2 and weighing 110lbs.

Clothing: Ferrah finds black to be the most comfortable color to wear, so as such, much of her closet consists of that dark color.

Personality:

(quick-thinker, self-confident, decisive, hard-working, determined, open-minded, reliable, loyal, honest (blunt)
quick to judge, overly idealistic, stubborn, too analytic, clueless in romance, selfish, impatient, insensitive )

Weapons:

Equipment:

Bio:

[Cherry_Shield]

(@All) Why you hooligans making me read all these long apps. It's 11 pm here and I'm being flooded with high quality writing. Also, my backspace key is sticking which is driving me nuts. Luckily I have a Red Bull for the morning. The girlfriend is out of town so I have way to much time to cuddle with my SKS, trying to decipher which sounds are wind and which ones are intruders trying to break in.

@rechonq Good to go.

@Massasauga Cleared for flight mini-me.

@Evil Snowman Thanks for keeping me in the loop big sexy.

@Obscene Symphony Even though your signature suggests that bread is a bad thing, in which case I should have you immediately escorted from this thread for crimes against culinary kind, I have read you app and I like it. Mostly. One your first trait, moving the rest of your body parts can have a slightly increased speed, not vastly. No Deus Ex neck-snaps at 40mph for you. That second trait makes me a bit iffy. I'm not necessarily saying you need to change it or get rid of it, but I'll be watching you closely. Also, for where you said she's growing out of the prosthetics, it's only been 1 year since the escape, not 5. I'll be watching you closely. If you have any question as to if something you wanted to do with one of your traits would be OP, message me first. If you go ahead and do it and I catch wind of it I'll just let it stay, but your character may be punished, severely. But overall, your app gave me a writers boner. GG.

@MinervianGrey I like you bud, but that app is a bit too over the top. Not necessarily from the second trait, but the first. Traits can only be towards one thing, like higher cognitive function OR increased physical abilities. Plus, the second trait must be relate-able to the first. With you first trait it looks like it is increasing you mental and physical atonement. If you wanted to change that to just mental, then overall it would be fine, because it would make sense that your GMG has increased mental functions, which then allows her second traits, hearing, feeling ect, to work, but on a physical level she is still a normal girl. Having both and once would probably put her as one of the experiments that didn't make it. Gotta remember the project got cut short by the girls escape, all the girls are just test subjects/rejects, not final products. Also, your app needs a bit more fine-tuning on things like appearance, just a bit more details for me to get the idea of what your character is like. Let me know if you need help on anything. I cant wait to see the final product! As for multiples, lets start out with one now, and I'll see how well I can handle things in the RP, then go from there.

@Kokushi I'm surprised you were even able to find the thread if @Foster told you about it. He probably gave you the coordinates to a geo-chache containing this threads URL on a map made out of stale pizza and the elastic from his old underwear. But no matter how you got here, I like your app, you're in.

[Cherry_Shield]

@converge Lol you posted as I was typing that huge post, I promise I didn't ignore you. I like the app so far. Finish it up and I'll give it the final stamp of approval. But, one thing. I'm bumping you down to a leaf. This is not because I don't trust you, I don't like your app, or anything of the sort, I just see your traits of more of a 'leaf' quality. Especially with your downsides. The bump-down is mainly just to establish a arche-type of some sort, because there are already more test subjects than leafs (leaves? if it's referring to the girl, what should the plural form be?) For the most part this is just a titling change, I will not use it to bump down what your character is capable of in the roleplay.

EDIT: Ok, now that all the replies are out of the way, I'm going to go pull the old first IC post and post it after a bit of freshening up. Watch for it in under half an hour!

[Cherry_Shield]

IC IS UP. CALL ME DADDY. If you have been cleared to post, feel free to do so!

[Kokushi]

@Cherry_Shield I didn't put her in as a test subject off the bat because I wanted to ensure it was ok with you. (re-read rules and guidelines like... 4xs lol)

[Obscene Symphony]

@Cherry_Shield Oh! I could have sworn that I saw that it was 5 years since the escape in the OP. My mistake! As for the body movement, her entire body can't move as fast as she can run. That would be OP.

I'm flattered that you liked my app - if you have any other concerns feel free to voice them.

[AtomicNut]

((OOC: The fight can be toned down if it's excessive. I just wanted to set a terminator reference))

Miro

Name: Miroslav AKA Miro AKA The Demon of the Construction Site.
Sex: Male
Age: 19

Faction: Resistance-cooperator Citizen.
Appearance: Miro is a lean, shorter than average scruffy youth with slavic features. He has icy blue eyes, pale complexion, and short black hair. Beneath his clothes, he's actually very toned and muscular, and he has a couple of faded out scars in his body, as well as a couple of bullet scars, more recent.
Clothing: Miro usually dresses in baggy, non restrictive clothes, such as cargo pants, loose, monochromatic Tshirts, and a baggy sweater. The most outstanding piece are his clothing is his boots. Sturdy,steel reinforced and high quality, these are one of the pieces Miro cares for, as they aid him to perform to his fullest.
Personality: Miro is rather gruff to approach, and rather sparse in his words. He often makes very laconic statements, even when he's impressed. Underneath his rough shell, lies a rather scarred and tormented kind person, who has seen the horrors of humanity up close even as a child. For that very reason, he's very supportive and protective of the underdogs, and specially of kids and teenagers like him. Loyal to those few who managed to befriend him, Miro doesn't hesitate when it comes to trading blows, specially for the sake of his loved ones, and he does it with a viciousness and vindictiviness only seen in war-torn people.

Weapons: His fists and legs. He's actually a MMA fighter, as well as a good traceur. He knows how to shoot a gun, but he rarely carries one of those, what with all the Martial Law and whatnot.

Equipment: His clothes, a wallet, a cellphone, and a pocket knife (more a tool than a weapon). He also owns a motorbike and a Gymnasium in the slums where he sleeps and trains (and doubles as safe house for GMG).

Bio:Miroslav and his sister Olga were a couple of war-orphans hailing from a eastern europe country. In the world-upsetting wake of the Life 0 virus, little Miro did his best to keep him and his sister alive, as the Order of the world crumbled around them. Fortunately for them, this caught the eye of an american foreigner, which brought them to the USA as child refugees. Olga was then soon adopted by the government, although at that time Miro wasn't aware of the implications of such a thing. He was happy he had fulfilled his elder brother obligations. Unlike Olga, he was never adopted, and in time, he sunk in hopelessness and bitterness, becoming some sort of a troublesome youth. What drove him the most mad, though, was that he never, once received news of his sister.

Fortunately, a charitable soul intervened. A former washed out martial artist and traceur, who picked him out of the streets because he was nimble. He taught him discipline, education, restraint, martial arts, parkour, and morals. He in turn, participated in tournaments to bring the fame his master could never achieve, both legal and illegal. It was a harsh life, full of pain, blood and tears, but at least Miro knew he could make a living, and sleep well at night, not once worrying wether the next time he would wake up would have a gun aimed at his face.

However, eventually, all things would come to an end. Vincent Banks, the man who took Miro in, was dying from a strange freak cancer, fruit of years of substance abuse. Miro found himself on the situation to take care of his gymnasium and funeral, since Vincent had alienated himself from all his past acquaintances. However, Miro took it in stride, and did as the old man who had been his surrogate father wished. But then the dilemma struck. What to do after? He had won a tournament. He had taken care of his master remains.

Fate had a funny way to tell him. In front of his eyes, on a certain night in the slums, someone who never expected to run again into appeared. It was Olga. Her sister, all grown up. But she was dishevelled, wounded and in intense fear. Despite that, she managed to recognize him aswell, as she pleaded for help as she ran into a nearby block, panicked. His shock widened as a whole squad of SWAT followed, guns blazing, after her.

Government or not, he would never ignore a plea of his sister, and with a disgusted grimace, he set out after the squad. It was reliving his old life again. With hostile soldiers everywhere. But now, he had something. He could fight back to an extent. The first of them never knew what had snuck up him, as two deft hands suddenly appeared from his behind, twisting his neck in an unnatural angle, before jumping and vanishing on the many pillars and blocks of the construction building. The second was only a little luckier, as he saw the fast motion of the shovel before it cleanly cleaved its face. The third got a couple of lucky grazing shots, before he chocked when Miro stuffed his mouth with a ignited smoke grenade. It was then when the fourth requested reinforcements, his eyes wide as he opened fire on the once again, vanishing Miro. He didn't last, though, as Olga had managed to sneak up on him aswell and shot him in the face, without hesitation.

She smiled, blood covering her face, as she devolved into tears soon after, clutching her wounds. "I knew you would come to get me." She said between sobs. "Listen-WATCH OUT."

She interrupted herself as she drove Miro out of her way, three shots of automatic gunfire impacting on her lithe body with dull thuds. The reinforcements were there. In the form of something Miro had never seen before. An indescriptible monstrosity, who was a very wrong sin against creation and sense.

Love has caused wars. Love has made people lift up cars, breaking their spines in the process, to save others. Love has made people jump into trains to push people out of the way. Love has made people tackle bears. And Love made Miro defy all kind of sense and self-preservation, upon engaging the Seeker. It readjusted and fired upon him, but Miro...flew. Jumping through the beams, climbing, running, never stopping at once. Steel beams, chains, even the odd grenade or weapon from the discarded SWAT team, he threw everything at the thing, without pause nor hesitation. The thing shrugged everything with contemptous ease, and was managing to even hit him with his weapons. Not that Miro could ever feel at that point he was gravely injuried and had been shot several times. He just kept going and going on the self-destructive deadlock, until fortune smiled at him.

A pool of wet cement. Without thinking twice, he rammed the thing as hard as he could into the pool, sealing its movement. But he wasn't done yet, as he summoned the last of his strength for the coup de grace. Lifting a heavy jackhammer and leveling it against the creature's head, he didn't hesitate to pound the creature's skull with the construction machinery for a while for good measure until it stopped moving and screeching.

The weight of his wounds finally caught up to him, as he crawled towards the limp figure of his sister. She wasn't moving. She didn't even have a pulse. But she had the most placid smile in his face. Miro couldn't even begin to cry, before unconsciousness set in. When he woke up, his wounds had been tended, and there was an unknown girl besides him. She explained an ominous story, about girls being used as experiments, and that Olga had been one of them, much like her. His struggle had not pass unnoticed, and she asked for his help, despite being in mourning. They had very few allies, after all.

Miro just looked once away, before saying he would help. After all, they had to pay for whatever they had done with his sister.

[Obscene Symphony]

@Cherry_Shield Is the extraction team for Unknown A playable?