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Posted my sheet about a half an hour ago, for any who are interested.

[Sex: Male |Age: 21 | Mutant Type: Pre-Mutant| Role within the team: Recon/Infiltration]
Name: Aigis Tou Άtlanta | Code Name: Város
Aigis Tou Άtlanta, an olive skinned young man with a clean shaven face, shoulder length dark brown hair and soft-light brown eyes, standing at six feet tall with a strong-slender acrobatic build covered with scars all over his body, with one large one down the back of his left calf. He is often seen wearing a simple set of black dress pants and a long sleeve white dress shirt, with either a jacket or long coat depending on the weather.

Aigis was named on his fifth birthday, as was a local custom for the children of his community, for his kind nature and sense of duty. From the moment he could first walk he found himself doing his best to learn from and help those around him in whatever way he could, but never to his detriment, and only ever those who either asked or truly seemed to need it (the one exception to this would be his twin brother Gnosis, whom he was very attached to and would help to his own detriment).

Though after several years of experimentation his heart had hardened. Where there was once a gentle-sincere kindness to those around him there was now a sense of quiet cynicism and a laconic demeanor. His sense of duty and fealty, however, were some of the few things to remain unchanged in him throughout the experience.


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Traits and Abilities:
Covert/Reconnaissance Training: He has been trained to handle various covert and clandestine missions, making him an excellent reconnaissance and infiltration agent, a skill that is made easier by his above average perception and excellent spatial recognition and quick reflexes.

Martial Training: Aigis has been trained in various close range fighting styles, as well as marksmanship and mid-range combat techniques since a very young age, and has had those lessons ingrained into both his mind and body.

Dense Body: Aigis was born and raised on the Island of Atlas, more commonly known as Atlantis, in the Bermuda Triangle. Due to exposure to the increased gravitational pressure over countless generations, Aigis, as well as many other Atlanteans, have developed denser bodies, making them deceptively strong. In addition to having an increased weight, this increase in physical ability sets him definitively above non-mutant humans in terms of raw strength and agility, but is not so powerful as most Cat Mutants and certain Cata/Pre-Mutants. Despite this, Aigis himself has been trained to move quickly and step lightly and silently, a skill he practices unconsciously with every step to conceal his actual weight and mitigate any strong vibrations on fragile or thin material while he moves.

Air Mastery: The ability to control the air around him by imparting his will on it. Aigis, through continued and intense training has learned to do much with this ability, such as create and maintain a small vacuum to prevent sound from traveling, as well as use it to help further increase his long range abilities and increase his own mobility.

Weight Disparity: Due to his increased mass, Aigis, like most Atlanteans, cannot swim in most normal water (or other similarly thin liquids), as he’d usually end up sinking to the bottom. This ability however, changes that fact. When in water, the weight of his body lowers dramatically, without affecting his mass or other physical abilities. In addition, he is able to sense the weight, or pressure of those around him, an ability that he uses with his more mundane spatial recognition to help heighten his awareness.

H.A.N.D. Status: Pre-Mutant Agent
At the request of a senior member of his community that had previously left the island, Aigis had been brought off the island at a young age to help advance the testing of the original serum and bring it into fruition. After the project was scraped originally he was put into the U.S. military for training for clandestine deployment, but rarely saw active duty during the war. Upon the revival of the project after the war he was brought back in to have his skills used to stem the tide of the new mutant threat.

History: Two young boys stood together on a small shore near a boat as the sun was rising, one slightly taller with dark skin and dark brown hair messily covering his head and just barely obscuring his soft brown eyes, tried to console the shorter boy, a child with the same messy hair and brown eyes, but with considerably lighter skin. The dark skinned boy was speaking in an upbeat voice, trying to stop the lighter boy from crying and calm his nerves, but it was clear to any observers that he was just as upset as the lighter boy.

“Gnosis, please calm down. It’ll be fine, this won’t be the last time we see each other!”, the darker boy said. “We’ll be able to talk and play as long as you want the next time we see each other. I promise!”, he continued, trying his best to keep up his upbeat tone.

“Liar! You don’t know that, Aigis! I can see it in your eyes!”, the lighter boy yelled. He was still crying, but as his mood worsened he began to shake and shudder from a combination of his sadness and the cold from the morning wind. “You’re always going off and leaving me behind! I hate it! I hate it! I hate it!”, the lighter boy, Gnosis, continued. “I hate you!”, he cried out, more from grief and frustration rather than genuine hate.

Aigis flinched slightly at Gnosis’ declaration, even if he knew they weren't true, those words hurt him. “Gnosis…”, he spoke with a considerate tone, “You’re my brother. I would never leave you alone forever, but I need to go. For the betterment of our people I have to-“

“Lies! The Oracle said this was a terrible idea! She said you leaving now would only cause more harm than good!”, Gnosis interrupted his brother at the top of his lungs.

The Delphic Sibyl, known as the Oracle of Atlantis now, was the immortal woman that had, in ages long since passed, read the future for the great kings and heroes of the past. She now resided on the island, helping to protect it and sustain its people with her abilities.

“She said- She said that if you left the island before your future was told you’d be cursed!”, Gnosis yelled out again.

When the children of the island reached the age of five they were sent to the Oracle to begin their training and education with her chosen instructors, which lasted for ten years. After the first five years of training, on the day the child turned ten they would be taken to see the Oracle individually to have their futures told to them. Upon completion of their ten years they would be tasked with heading out into the world to help further their understanding of it, and make a place for them outside the island to help further support the island with outside resources and knowledge. After ten years off the island they were expected to come back to share their achievements with their home, and could then come and go freely from the island should they so choose. Many residents of the island had gone on to become high ranking political figures and business men that held sway over large companies.

“Aigis… Please… Please don’t leave me here alone…”, Gnosis pleaded with his brother weakly. Their mother died when she birthed the two of them, and their father, earnest man that he was, was never a good father. He provided for his children while he had them, but after they left his home to begin their training with the Oracle he had hardly ever had a chance to see them, and made few attempts to do so on his own. His brother was the only family he could depend on, and his closest friend. The idea of losing him horrified him.

“…”, Aigis stared at his younger brother. “Alright! I know what to do!”, he announced with renewed vigor. “Gnosis, I love you. You’re my brother and I've known you since we were inside our mother’s womb together. I will not promise you that we’ll see each other again. I swear it! I give you my word we will meet again, and when we do, I’m sure to want to hear about how you spent the time away from me!” He spoke with a genuinely upbeat tone, void of the previous sadness he had felt.

“… Do you mean it…?”, Gnosis asked weakly.
“You have my word!’, Aigis responded with confidence.
“H-hey wait a minute! Then doesn't that mean you really were unsure we’d meet again when you promised me that!?”, Gnosis said.

Aigis winced slightly at that. His brother had always been a smart kid, and could pretty easily read people too. A fact he both liked and disliked, especially when it was used on him. But his resolve was renewed now; he would make sure he met his brother again, of this he decided he would not fail. Just after he solidified the thought in his mind, the Charon started calling for him.

The Charon was a gate keeper of sorts, similar to the mythical figure of the same name. The waters around the island were very dangerous, in fact, it was almost impossible to get to this island by sea or air alive without the help of a Charon due to the treacherous waters and increased gravity, as well as a few “other” difficult conditions that surrounded the island from every direction.

“Gnosis, I want you to give me your word on something before I go, can you do that?”, Aigis asked his brother gently.
“I want you to do your best to make some more friends and become stronger. Nothing would make me happier than to know my beloved brother was doing well in my absence. Can you do that for me?”, he asked with a gentle smile on his face.
“... Y-yeah… Of course! You don’t have to worry about me! I’ll do fine, so please be safe…”, Gnosis responded, somewhat taken aback by his brothers sudden sincere wish.
“And Aigis… I’m sorry for saying I hated you… I just…”, his voice trailed off at that.
“I understand.”, Aigis responded. He hugged his brother and kissed him on the cheek as a final good bye before heading to the boat where the Charon was waiting.

As he boarded the small boat he turned to look back at his brother and waved. He really didn't want to leave his brother like this, but the decision was made by one of the higher ups of the island and out of his hands. Originally he had volunteered to go along with the man’s plan, not knowing that it would require him to leave the island behind, it was only when it was to late to back out that he was made aware of that fact. This man, he had some connection to the U.S. military, he heard. He was told that he would be posing as the man’s son and taking part in experiments of some kind, though he didn't really understand what that meant he still hoped he’d be of some help if he could, he did however know better than to reveal any information about his home to these people. He was reaching the age when unique powers began to develop in his people, so if whatever he developed, if anything at all, could be of some use he would be happy to do his best for the experiments to succeed.

He had no idea what was about to happen.

Miscellaneous:
Gear: Iron Throwing Knives, Rope and Wire with small iron air grapples on either end, Woven (in such a way to be able to expand and contract to an extent) Pieces of Cloth with similar air grapples at each corner.

He has an irrational fear of spiders.

A skilled boat captain with decent knowledge concerning the operation of submarines. He also knows how to operate automotive vehicles.
Hey all, I'll upload my CS tomorrow afternoon. Sorry for the delay.
Aside from "immortal" characters, is there an age cut off for joining H.A.N.D.?
Napoleon, why do you keep posting an almost blank (I see a gender and age) CS?
I never meant to suggest denying the people who were already here, I apologize if it came off that way.

Either way, that sounds like a good plan. But smaller story-lines aside, we'll all be taking part in the same major plot, correct? I have a few questions regarding how exactly the groups will be organized collectively (and like Automaton brought up, how cooperative story arcs will be handled), but for now I think it'd be better to wait and see. You seem capable of handling things as a GM.
Well I count about eighteen people so far (including you, Prince), So I was wondering if we'd limit the number of players (not characters) in order to make keeping track of everyone and prevent overcrowding easier. My main dilemma with not limiting that is that after a while a lot of the RPs I've been in (some quicker than others) with larger numbers of people tended to get very jumbled, with people "ninjaing" each other IC (posting at the same time, making one or more of the two or more posts invalid) and tended to break down due to that and the not so uncommon event of pages of IC content being created during short absences from the RP (like a day or two of inactivity due to everyday life).
So what is the limit for players in this RP?
Hey all, I'm not sure if this has been set in stone yet, so I'd like to bring attention back to it for a moment.

Prince, you said in one post that the superpowers in this RP seem to be leaning towards a more scientific type, rather than a "mystical/magical" type. While I don't necessarily object to this, I much prefer a mix of both magical and scientific powers. Mostly because it adds different dynamics to the powers themselves and allows for greater flexibility when designing characters. One thing I find interesting about any superhero (or any where it applies) RP is the non-standard/creative use of simple/straightforward powers for a greater/more flexible effect. Something that seems more possible when more types of powers are included. However I may be mistaking what you meant, and if I am, please do correct me.

Though of course, the fact remains that any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic, and vise versa, however, the specifics of either are more trouble than they're worth in my opinion.

Edit: Also, Prince, I'd like to PM you the power/ability of my character for discission, if you don't mind.
I like the idea of a later setting, like the eighties or nineties (maybe late nineties). Also, how common are supderhumans (or whatever other species you might want to be) and are they organized?

In response to those two questions I suggest it being uncommon for people with powers to exist. As interesting as a world filled with super powerful beings might be, I think a quote from The Incredibles sums it up well enough. "Everyone can be super. And when everyone is super, no one will be."

As for them being organized or not, there are positives and negatives to both of those options, and they both bring different dynamics to the table depending on how they're played. On the one hand we have groups like the Justice League, Avengers, and (though I'm not too familiar with them, I believe they fit the bill) Watchmen. On the other we have a series of separated/unaffiliated individuals/groups of superheroes presiding over their own "territory". Or we could do a combination of the two by having separate larger groups protecting larger areas or countries that are further broken down into smaller areas and protectedby individual heroes or teams.
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