Brasslazer

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Posting to try and bring this back. Sorry if I contributed to the downfall of this as well, but life got real busy for a bit there. Hopefully adding my character into the main situation will help breath some life into it.

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Alan's eyes darted back and forth. Even with the guards focused on everyone else, he had to be careful. The stairs were likely guarded, and actually taking the elevator would be a death trap. He couldn't think of a way to be more of a sitting duck, except possibly sitting inside his cell. But maybe, if he got to the elevator shaft, he would be able to climb down it. It was dangerous, but it likely had the least amount of guns. His exoskeleton could probably take a hit with an elevator, but a clip of bullets from an assault rifle would rip through him like a sewing machine needle through fabric. With a plan in mind, he ran towards the elevators at the end of his hall, not sure how exactly he would open the doors.

Then he heard an explosion. He decided he would take his chance with the bullets on the stairwells.

He burst through the doors into the stairwell. That explosion meant that the conflict was escalating. He had to get out of here fast. Jumping onto the wall, he scurried downwards. His heart was pumping with adrenaline. The facility always kept him isolated, so he didn't recognize any of his environment. Nothing could be planned right now, he had to go on instinct alone. The short sighted plan change yet again when he noticed the sound of boots hitting metal getting louder and louder from below. Guards were running up the stairs. He had to get into the hallway or he was gonna get caught. Jumping down, Alan took the full force of the landing to his leg. A little harder than he would have liked, but nothing he couldn't handle. Bursting through the door, he peeked over his shoulder to see what floor he was on. Floor 4, according to the sign next to the stairwell door. Right where all the action was supposedly happening. It was definitely less than ideal. Looking back forward, Alan realized another sign he was on Floor 4: the load of test subjects running around. A load of them seemed to have just come out of a destroyed elevator. He had ran himself right from the pan into the deadly fire. He froze as he tried his best to figure out what to do next. As he mentally scrambled around for any sort of plan, he realized he had known. He couldnt see any way out of this. He should have just stayed in his cell.

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Are all our characters meeting off the bat like this? That seems really lucky lol

You'd think all things considered that they'd be in a few different groups if anything at first.

@deadpixel101

I don't know about everyone else, but I plan to keep Alan on his own until the comedic timing is perfect for him stumble into the group.

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Something smelled off.

Alan raised his head, his mandibles scanning the air. He had learned that the receptors that gave him his enhanced sense of smell where placed near the back of his large insect jaws, and he had found the best way to detect the source was to move his head back and forth. Following his olfactory senses, his eyes came to rest on the security camera right above the locked entrance. He stood for a second in disbelief, watching the camera pathetically fighting against gravity as it spewed smoke and sparks. He suddenly recognized the scent as that of burning wires.

Was this really happening? Alan wondered if it was some sort of test for a few moments, but quickly let the idea go. Since his transfer, they had been careful with any test that could aggravate his psyche. They must have been worried he would go on a rampage or something if they made him too mad. Besides, if it was a test, than they probably wanted him to try and escape.

With that last thought, Alan sprang into action. Throwing off the shoes they required him to wear, Alan took a running leap onto the glass wall. Even with all of VTK Industries money, they hadn't been willing to cough up the dough to build a cell with glass smooth enough that Alan couldn't stick to it. Scurrying up the wall, Alan clung to the ceiling as he screamed out as loud as he could. After the fifth time he had woken up screaming from a nightmare, he had learned it was VTK protocol to check in on him if he made a loud sound of distress. The probably just wanted to make sure he didn't hurt himself; that would be damage to their property. Sure enough, the guard situated a little down the hallway came lumbering up, clearly not wanting to deal with the insect freak. Alan, meanwhile, had started to visibly shiver while clinging to the ceiling. He had had enough emotional breakdowns to figure out how to fake one.

"Get down, Subject #354. You're not scheduled for any testing today, so calm down and enjoy your time off. Besides, I want to get back to my lunch break" The guard droned on, treating Alan as he would a crying toddler. The post down here was mostly babysitting. VTK had found it easier to group the especially emotionally broken subjects together.

"No! I'm not coming down there! You can't make me!" Alan whined. He just needed the guard to come a little closer.

"Come on, Alan. I really don't want to deal with your bullsh-" the guard cut off as he saw the malfunctioning camera. He began reaching for his radio when Alan pounced on him.

"Aaah! Get off me, you little shit!" The guard yelled as the full exoskeleton weight of Alan slammed into him, knocking him down. That was the only thing he was able to say before Alan covered his mouth with one of his hands. Wrestling with the guard on the ground, Alan won out easily due to his advantage of two extra arms, using two of his hands to hold the guards arms and using the remaining arm to wrap around the guards neck. Alan began to squeeze the guards neck between his forearm and bicep. He had seen guards use a similar strangulation technique to knock out trouble causing subjects when sedative wasn't available back at the previous facility. He let go of the guard when he felt his body go limp. He wanted to avoid killing a guard, that would make them angry if he got caught. And he couldn't help but be sure he was gonna get caught.

Before he left out the open door, Alan thought better and went back to the guard, checking his whole body. He grabbed a key card and a radio, plus the last stick of gum in a pack. Walking out the large door, he held the key card up to a sensor, closing the door behind him. He was starting to run down the hallway when he heard alarms go off and the radio speak up.

"Security! Hallway G, floor 4! Escape attempt! Get down there!"

Floor 4? Hallway G? From what Alan had discerned from guards over his time here, he was on Floor 6, Hallway B. He guessed that meant the big brass hadn't realized he was trying to escape yet. He kept running down the hallway, with newly enhance vigor. If all the guards were busy dealing with other escapees, maybe he'd be able to get out without a hitch. Hopefully he wouldn't run into any significant action.

Alan also knew the truth was he would probably just die. He kept running anyway, ignoring the thought.

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Alan Gulley

Full Name: Alan Gulley
Nicknames: Al, Bug-Face, Homo Entoid Alpha
Age: 17
Sex: Male

Appearance:
Alan looks pretty standard from the nose up. An uncombed mop of sandy blonde hair and soft baby blue eyes. Below the nose is where things start to get weird.

As one of the more... severe mutations VTK Industries has experimented with, Alan has some... unique body features. While he does have a full head of teeth that appear to have exactly the kind of oral hygiene you would expect to find in an incredibly illegal genetic testing facility, most people are distracted by the two large ant-like mandibles protruding from the sides of his mouth, stretching out in front of his face.

Moving down from the mandibles, Alan's body is skinny, a sign of not being fed enough, and remarkably bony. The other important thing to night is the extra pair of arms he has, protruding out under his fourth pair of ribs. These arms are identical to his normal pair, and he has just as much control over them as the rest of his body. There's nothing unusual about the rest of Alan's body, except for his complete rejection of any sort of shoes or socks. Overall, he comes out to 5'9" and 220 pounds, a surprising weight for such seemingly malnourished person. This weight is caused by the barely noticeable exoskeleton that encompasses almost his entire body.

Personality:
When comfortable, Alan is compassionate, cheery, and a little bit goofy. Unfortunately, he's basically never comfortable. Most of his true personality has been overpowered by years of abuse and torture.
The end result is a broken man who is distrustful, constantly paranoid, and scared of just about anything larger than a mouse.

The most severe effect of Alan's abuse, however, are his feelings complete and utter distrust and repulsion towards women. He can barely stand to be in the same room as one. If a female touched him, he'd probably have an emotional breakdown of terror. On the other end, his reactions are similar to how most people react to his appearance.

Biographical Information:
Alan doesn't remember anything from before Facility #39 anymore, he's pretty sure they used some sort of drug to make him forget. He knows he arrived there when he was only 12 years old. Alan was scared, taken from wherever it was he lived, and he only found comfort when a slender woman took him by his hand and smiled at him. Her name was Dr. Scheidegger, and she seemed nice enough. Her voice was warm and welcoming, like the mother Alan had never known. Alan wiped away his tears as she handed him a cookie, and asked him if he was scared of insects. He told her that he never was, he used to play with the cockroaches in his room. That was when the sedative from the cookie took affect.

That night, and many nights throughout the next 5 years, Alan would find out that Dr. Scheidegger wasn't a nice woman at all. She was what the other test subjects called either a "sadist" or "evil bitch". The mutations and experimentation she put Alan though were superfluously excruciating, involving more pain and deep cuts than was required for his mutations. The worst part of it all was how the entire time, Dr. Scheidegger would talk to him in the same warm maternal voice she used when he first was brought in. Like she was mocking him. His nightmares were haunted by that same damn voice.

Facility #39 no longer exists. It burned down in some sort of "accident" where Alan was the only survivor. They found him shivering in the ashes of the lab, tears streaming down his face. All security footage had been lost. VTK Industries had had no idea of the sadistic experimentation of Dr. Scheidegger, and they were appalled when they discovered her research notes. They transferred him to Facility #41, planning to continue the testing of his abilities without the sadistic experimentation. Only Alan knows the exact cause of the "accident". Only he remembers the riot held by the prisoners after a successful escape from their cells. Only he remembers tying the bitch down, dousing her in the most flammable chemicals they could find. And only he remembers thinking it smelled like some sort of gas right before they lit her up.

At Facility #41, Alan is mostly held in his own prison cell away from the rest of the facility, for fear that he might scare the other subjects.

Ability:
Homo Entoid - Alan's mutation, as a product of Facility #39, is more severe than others. Through a combination of genetic manipulation and surgeries, he is a freakish combination of insect and man. This causes several significant changes to his physiology.

Mandibles: Alan's large mandibles are there in addition to his actual mouth. They are incredibly strong, able to bite down with more force than an alligator. In addition, special pheromone receptors and producers are inside of them, giving Alan and enhanced sense of smell as well as the ability to create insect pheromones. This allows him a form of control over insects, using his chemicals to tell them what to do.

Arms: Alan's mutations come with an extra pair of arms, situated right under his fourth set of ribs. He has full control of these arms, and is able to move them as nimbly as he is his regular pair. Also, both his hands and feet are covered in a large number of small bristles, allowing him to climb up most surfaces.

Exoskeleton: Almost all of Alan's body is covered in a barely noticeable exoskeleton. It surrounds his skin, fusing with it in some place, giving him a resilient suit of natural armor. It blocks the force of most physical blows, and the particularly thick parts are even capable of blocking bullets. The downside of the exoskeleton is it is very rigid, so it makes his movements look unnatural, like a robot.

Strengths, Skills, Weaknesses:
+ Really good at juggling
+ Can hold twice as many ice cream cones
+ Mandibles are pretty sexy
- Freakish bug man
- Completely distrusts half of the human population
- Never knows what to do with his hands

Actual Strengths, Skills, Weaknesses:
+ Since he's been with VTK Industries so long, Alan has picked up a few of their protocols and secrets. He knows how to make living in a facility bearable.
+ Alan has very good instincts, and is able to think on his feet surprisingly fast.
- His distrustful nature makes teamwork very hard
- His lack of interaction along with his distrustful nature makes him generally unable to talk to other without being a bit awkward.

Other:
~He can't stand vanilla

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Hey everyone, sorry for taking so long to actually post in this, I've been super busy.

Here's the character, it's not all fancied up like I like it, but it's done.

Alan Gulley

Full Name: Alan Gulley
Nicknames: Al, Bug-Face, Homo Entoid Alpha
Age: 17
Sex: Male

Appearance:
Alan looks pretty standard from the nose up. An uncombed mop of sandy blonde hair and soft baby blue eyes. Below the nose is where things start to get weird.

As one of the more... severe mutations VTK Industries has experimented with, Alan has some... unique body features. While he does have a full head of teeth that appear to have exactly the kind of oral hygiene you would expect to find in an incredibly illegal genetic testing facility, most people are distracted by the two large ant-like mandibles protruding from the sides of his mouth, stretching out in front of his face.

Moving down from the mandibles, Alan's body is skinny, a sign of not being fed enough, and remarkably bony. The other important thing to night is the extra pair of arms he has, protruding out under his fourth pair of ribs. These arms are identical to his normal pair, and he has just as much control over them as the rest of his body. There's nothing unusual about the rest of Alan's body, except for his complete rejection of any sort of shoes or socks. Overall, he comes out to 5'9" and 220 pounds, a surprising weight for such seemingly malnourished person. This weight is caused by the barely noticeable exoskeleton that encompasses almost his entire body.

Personality:
When comfortable, Alan is compassionate, cheery, and a little bit goofy. Unfortunately, he's basically never comfortable. Most of his true personality has been overpowered by years of abuse and torture.
The end result is a broken man who is distrustful, constantly paranoid, and scared of just about anything larger than a mouse.

The most severe effect of Alan's abuse, however, are his feelings complete and utter distrust and repulsion towards women. He can barely stand to be in the same room as one. If a female touched him, he'd probably have an emotional breakdown of terror. On the other end, his reactions are similar to how most people react to his appearance.

Biographical Information:
Alan doesn't remember anything from before Facility #39 anymore, he's pretty sure they used some sort of drug to make him forget. He knows he arrived there when he was only 12 years old. Alan was scared, taken from wherever it was he lived, and he only found comfort when a slender woman took him by his hand and smiled at him. Her name was Dr. Scheidegger, and she seemed nice enough. Her voice was warm and welcoming, like the mother Alan had never known. Alan wiped away his tears as she handed him a cookie, and asked him if he was scared of insects. He told her that he never was, he used to play with the cockroaches in his room. That was when the sedative from the cookie took affect.

That night, and many nights throughout the next 5 years, Alan would find out that Dr. Scheidegger wasn't a nice woman at all. She was what the other test subjects called either a "sadist" or "evil bitch". The mutations and experimentation she put Alan though were superfluously excruciating, involving more pain and deep cuts than was required for his mutations. The worst part of it all was how the entire time, Dr. Scheidegger would talk to him in the same warm maternal voice she used when he first was brought in. Like she was mocking him. His nightmares were haunted by that same damn voice.

Facility #39 no longer exists. It burned down in some sort of "accident" where Alan was the only survivor. They found him shivering in the ashes of the lab, tears streaming down his face. All security footage had been lost. VTK Industries had had no idea of the sadistic experimentation of Dr. Scheidegger, and they were appalled when they discovered her research notes. They transferred him to Facility #41, planning to continue the testing of his abilities without the sadistic experimentation. Only Alan knows the exact cause of the "accident". Only he remembers the riot held by the prisoners after a successful escape from their cells. Only he remembers tying the bitch down, dousing her in the most flammable chemicals they could find. And only he remembers thinking it smelled like some sort of gas right before they lit her up.

At Facility #41, Alan is mostly held in his own prison cell away from the rest of the facility, for fear that he might scare the other subjects.

Ability:
Homo Entoid - Alan's mutation, as a product of Facility #39, is more severe than others. Through a combination of genetic manipulation and surgeries, he is a freakish combination of insect and man. This causes several significant changes to his physiology.

Mandibles: Alan's large mandibles are there in addition to his actual mouth. They are incredibly strong, able to bite down with more force than an alligator. In addition, special pheromone receptors and producers are inside of them, giving Alan and enhanced sense of smell as well as the ability to create insect pheromones. This allows him a form of control over insects, using his chemicals to tell them what to do.

Arms: Alan's mutations come with an extra pair of arms, situated right under his fourth set of ribs. He has full control of these arms, and is able to move them as nimbly as he is his regular pair. Also, both his hands and feet are covered in a large number of small bristles, allowing him to climb up most surfaces.

Exoskeleton: Almost all of Alan's body is covered in a barely noticeable exoskeleton. It surrounds his skin, fusing with it in some place, giving him a resilient suit of natural armor. It blocks the force of most physical blows, and the particularly thick parts are even capable of blocking bullets. The downside of the exoskeleton is it is very rigid, so it makes his movements look unnatural, like a robot.

Strengths, Skills, Weaknesses:
+ Really good at juggling
+ Can hold twice as many ice cream cones
+ Mandibles are pretty sexy
- Freakish bug man
- Completely distrusts half of the human population
- Never knows what to do with his hands

Actual Strengths, Skills, Weaknesses:
+ Since he's been with VTK Industries so long, Alan has picked up a few of their protocols and secrets. He knows how to make living in a facility bearable.
+ Alan has very good instincts, and is able to think on his feet surprisingly fast.
- His distrustful nature makes teamwork very hard
- His lack of interaction along with his distrustful nature makes him generally unable to talk to other without being a bit awkward.

Other:
~He can't stand vanilla

Welcome to Atlas! (A RWBY roleplay)

@EmzyOfNeverland Have you been in contact with @Vongola_Hasayo and @Brasslazer at all recently? Like do you know if they're still interested?

@tobiax

Hey, I'm still here. I was going to make a character based off of Beowulf, but then Eadgar was made, so I've been taking a bit longer to switch up the character. Don't worry, I'm working on it! I'm basing the new character off of Sinbad the Sailor.

Welcome to Atlas! (A RWBY roleplay)

@EmzyOfNeverlandI think you may have missed my comment, but I was hoping to get the S in Team ASHE

Welcome to Atlas! (A RWBY roleplay)

Is it cool if I hop in and reserve the S in ASHE then?

Welcome to Atlas! (A RWBY roleplay)

This is looking pretty cool, but I was wondering if the two open teams had any sort of theme yet? Such information would affect my choice for my character.