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Okay, brass tacks. Here’s the character sheet, folks. I'm not into dossiers and the like so it's pretty straightforward.

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[h1]Character’s name here. Feel free to add a distinctive color.[/h1]
[indent]Character description here. You have plenty to talk about - who they are, what powers they have, what they were up to during the superhuman crisis, and so on. This can be pretty brief or extensive, it’s up to you. Please specify if they are a newcomer to the island, or if they’ve been around a while. Also please keep in mind that, in terms of appearances, every prisoner is dressed in relatively the same clothes, consisting of simple articles Adelon periodically drops. So you don’t have to go into detail about what they wear.[/indent]

Now as for rules, it’s simple enough. All powers are up to my moderation. I don’t want any power replicators, power boosters, time travelers, reality benders, shadow or darkness manipulators, or anything that could constitute a threat to the whole island’s inhabitants without so much as a lift of a finger. Feel free to get creative, just not catastrophically creative. And hey, if you’re more into the idea of being an Adelon or SG trooper instead of one of the prisoners, that’s cool too. You’ll have access to advanced technology instead of powers and get to show those darn supers what for.

And that's about it. You can ask me any specific questions that weren't answered up above.



Map of Arkos


Site List

Site Aber - This Site was used for Adelon’s land, sea, and air vessels, as well as their unmanned aerial drones. The prisoners have turned it into a free settlement, with plenty of available shelter, but not much else.

Site Borea - Borea was the administrative office, security headquarters, and personnel housing center of Arkos. Now it stands as the largest free settlement around, with a population of around 3,000.

Site Durahe - Durahe handled Adelon’s material armor development, and their kinetic shielding technology. It has been claimed by a rather unfriendly group, who don’t outright attack other prisoners, but they valiantly defend their fortified castle.

Site Haeda - Site Haeda was where Arkos’ crops and artificial food was grown. Now it has come under charge by a good-willed group of prisoners, primarily a few with nature-based powers, who provide free food to anyone who comes knocking on their door, and asks politely.

Site Odot - Stealth and cloaking technology were developed here, but Odot has since been claimed by a single, very territorial prisoner. It isn’t a very good idea to trespass into the flesh-covered grounds. Those who have most often met their deaths.

Site Praxum - Praxum was where Adelon handled their medical and biological research during the superhuman crisis. Now, it’s become home to prisoners who have been widely shunned by the rest of the island, mostly due to their appearances caused by their powers. A ‘freakshow in a freakshow’ as one might put it.

Site Vidan - Site Vidan was Arkos’ center for offensive weapons research and development. It has been claimed by a large cabal of prisoners who have banded together under one cause - “fuck everyone else”.
The first recorded instance of a superhuman individual happened in May of the year 2047. After that, it was a slow windup to complete and utter pandemonium.

It wasn’t as though no one expected it. Such dangerous powers in the hands of any random person, there’s no telling what they’ll do. Even with their global population never rising above a million, they were still a catastrophic threat to mankind. In most cases, it was simply a matter of lack of control. Superhumans didn’t know their triggers and switches, or at least, didn’t know how to block them from turning on and wreaking unintended havoc. Then, of course, there were the deliberate ones. Using their abilities to rob banks, go on killing sprees, all in all bringing general disarray to the public. This isn’t to say that all superhumans were so malicious. A considerable number of them were actually quite responsible with their gifts. But the bad far outweighed the good, unfortunately.

Over time, matters grew worse. Cities were ruined, governments were toppled, and millions of lives were lost. But away from the thick of everything, men and women of science were racing to bring their technological prowess up to a competing level. And while no cure was ever found, per say, there were plenty of sudden breakthroughs in other fields, all thanks to ‘morally questionable experiments’ carried out in the dark. Performance enhancing exosuits, kinetic shields, advanced weaponry, cloaking technology, and most importantly, power-suppressing tools were rapidly designed and constructed to counter the superhuman threat. It took time, but eventually, humans reclaimed their position at the top of the ladder.

However, by the mid 2050s, the damage to global infrastructure had been well and done. In the wake of all the chaos, anti-superhuman groups rose to prominence. Paramilitary organizations were hired to both exterminate and capture any qualifying specimens they could locate. One group in particular, a majorly influential PMC known worldwide simply as Adelon, who were vital in turning the tide of war, later launched an operation that raised concerns from many. After spending quite some time helping to bring back order around the globe, Adelon began rounding up any surviving superhumans they could find. Those that were deemed too dangerous, according to agreed safety standards, were executed. Those that were too weak were simply suppressed and imprisoned indefinitely. The rest?

The rest were sent to Arkos.






Arkos is a large, predominantly tropical island far off the coasts of the Americas, located somewhere in the southern Pacific Ocean, not too far south of the equator. The lush, isolated habitat acts as a penitentiary for any and all superhumans apprehended by Adelon. It was first occupied in 2031 and fitted into a research and development center for the group’s own utilization. However, sometime during the superhuman crisis, the decision was made to scrap the existing facilities and turn the whole thing into an enclosure for their newfound charges. Adelon began bringing in waves of prisoners, setting them loose on the island and letting them have the run of the land. To what end? Well, that’s been made clear to all of Arkos’ occupants - the island is a storehouse. When Adelon finds a use for someone, they come and take them away, by any means necessary.

As is to be expected, the occupants retaliate in whatever fashion they see fit. Once they’re on the island, they’re free to use their powers as they wish - this being a decision to monitor the development of every prisoner’s abilities, keeping records and highlighting those that make for potentially lucrative sells. Problematic individuals who attempt to go on murderous rampages are dealt with relatively quickly, either by Adelon themselves, or the rest of the island’s dwellers. And while they share a common enemy, not all of Arkos’ occupants are in league. Many form their own separate cabals, extending hostilities to anyone who’s not with them, taking the supplies Adelon drops from on high for themselves. For the most part, it’s purely out of bad nature. But a fair few have come to work together and settle down in one of the island’s former major facilities - Site Borea. All of the major equipment has long since been removed, but what remains has been converted into a proper settlement. They even managed to get the power back on. None of it’s ideal, but it’s the best these people can do for themselves. Other sites exist, such as Vidan and Durahe, but not all of them are the welcoming sort.

The year is now 2059, three years since Arkos’ first round of prisoners was brought in. The island’s population now rests at around 7,200 and upward. The distant, surrounding waters are heavily occupied by Adelon forces, and their various aircraft hang high in the sky, monitoring their assets around the clock.

It’s the month of August, and a new batch of superhumans are scheduled to arrive soon.
-Inspired by Jurassic Park-


I'll get you, I swear to God. And I'll make it look like a bloody accident.
The first recorded instance of a superhuman individual happened in May of the year 2047. After that, it was a slow windup to complete and utter pandemonium.

It wasn’t as though no one expected it. Such dangerous powers in the hands of any random person, there’s no telling what they’ll do. Even with their global population never rising above a million, they were still a catastrophic threat to mankind. In most cases, it was simply a matter of lack of control. Superhumans didn’t know their triggers and switches, or at least, didn’t know how to block them from turning on and wreaking unintended havoc. Then, of course, there were the deliberate ones. Using their abilities to rob banks, go on killing sprees, all in all bringing general disarray to the public. This isn’t to say that all superhumans were so malicious. A considerable number of them were actually quite responsible with their gifts. But the bad far outweighed the good, unfortunately.

Over time, matters grew worse. Cities were ruined, governments were toppled, and millions of lives were lost. But away from the thick of everything, men and women of science were racing to bring their technological prowess up to a competing level. And while no cure was ever found, per say, there were plenty of sudden breakthroughs in other fields, all thanks to ‘morally questionable experiments’ carried out in the dark. Performance enhancing exosuits, kinetic shields, advanced weaponry, cloaking technology, and most importantly, power-suppressing tools were rapidly designed and constructed to counter the superhuman threat. It took time, but eventually, humans reclaimed their position at the top of the ladder.

However, by the mid 2050s, the damage to global infrastructure had been well and done. In the wake of all the chaos, anti-superhuman groups rose to prominence. Paramilitary organizations were hired to both exterminate and capture any qualifying specimens they could locate. One group in particular, a majorly influential PMC known worldwide simply as Adelon, who were vital in turning the tide of war, later launched an operation that raised concerns from many. After spending quite some time helping to bring back order around the globe, Adelon began rounding up any surviving superhumans they could find. Those that were deemed too dangerous, according to agreed safety standards, were executed. Those that were too weak were simply suppressed and imprisoned indefinitely. The rest?

The rest were sent to Arkos.






Arkos is a large, predominantly tropical island far off the coasts of the Americas, located somewhere in the southern Pacific Ocean, not too far south of the equator. The lush, isolated habitat acts as a penitentiary for any and all superhumans apprehended by Adelon. It was first occupied in 2031 and fitted into a research and development center for the group’s own utilization. However, sometime during the superhuman crisis, the decision was made to scrap the existing facilities and turn the whole thing into an enclosure for their newfound charges. Adelon began bringing in waves of prisoners, setting them loose on the island and letting them have the run of the land. To what end? Well, that’s been made clear to all of Arkos’ occupants - the island is a storehouse. When Adelon finds a use for someone, they come and take them away, by any means necessary.

As is to be expected, the occupants retaliate in whatever fashion they see fit. Once they’re on the island, they’re free to use their powers as they wish - this being a decision to monitor the development of every prisoner’s abilities, keeping records and highlighting those that make for potentially lucrative sells. Problematic individuals who attempt to go on murderous rampages are dealt with relatively quickly, either by Adelon themselves, or the rest of the island’s dwellers. And while they share a common enemy, not all of Arkos’ occupants are in league. Many form their own separate cabals, extending hostilities to anyone who’s not with them, taking the supplies Adelon drops from on high for themselves. For the most part, it’s purely out of bad nature. But a fair few have come to work together and settle down in one of the island’s former major facilities - Site Borea. All of the major equipment has long since been removed, but what remains has been converted into a proper settlement. They even managed to get the power back on. None of it’s ideal, but it’s the best these people can do for themselves. Other sites exist, such as Vidan and Durahe, but not all of them are the welcoming sort.

The year is now 2059, three years since Arkos’ first round of prisoners was brought in. The island’s population now rests at around 7,200 and upward. The distant, surrounding waters are heavily occupied by Adelon forces, monitoring their assets around the clock.

It’s the month of August, and a new batch of superhumans are scheduled to arrive soon.
@Wade Wilson

FUCK YOUR CUNT YOU SHIT EATING COCKSUCKER MAN EAT A DONG FUCKING MASS ENDING SHITFUCK EAT PENIS IN YOUR FUCKFACE AND SHITOUT ABORTIONS OF FUCK AND DO SHIT IN YOUR ASS YOU COCK FUCK SHIT MONKEY ASS WANKER FROM THE DEPTHS OF SHIT

HEY.
NO! YOUR LANGUAGE IS OVER, PANCAKE DICK! I WILL USE MY OWN LANGUAGE

SJHG FNJFN FNROPTJPFNS F FNDGPWE OSNPWEVV FNRWBR.


ALRIGHT, C'MERE.

GONNA WASH THAT MOUTH OUT WITH A METAL SPONGE.
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ACTUALLY, DON'T READ THEM IN ANY VOICE! CAUSE THEY'RE SHIT!


HEY.

WOAH.

HEY.

LANGUAGE, MISTER.
@Wade Wilson SHOULD I BE READING YOUR POSTS IN NOLAN NORTH'S OR RYAN REYNOLDS' VOICE?
AS SIMON WRAPS UP STRANGLING AN ELF-VAMPIRE-FOX-DRAGON-MICROWAVE HYBRID ABOMINATION TO DEATH, HE IS SUBDUED BY A DUO OF MEN CLAD IN RAMSHACKLE ARMOR. HE IS PULLED BY HIS ARMS INTO POSITION IN FRONT OF A TABLE, ON TOP OF WHICH STANDS A SHIRTLESS MAN WEARING LIT CRIMSON GOGGLES.

“YOU WILL KNOW MY WRATH, DECIDUOUS MONSIGNOR.” SAYS THE FIEND, TAKING A STANCE AS HIS MEN HOLD SIMON IN PLACE. HE PROCEEDS TO LEAP OFF OF THE TABLE, HIS ELBOW POINTED OUTWARD IN AN ATTEMPT TO DETONATE THE BARTENDER’S SKULL WITH A SINGLE, PERFECT STRIKE.

HE IS, HOWEVER, INTERRUPTED BY AN ARTILLERY STRIKE, WHICH SENDS HIM CAREENING INTO THE THICK OF THE CROWD.

SIMON’S CAPTORS ARE BOTH RIPPED FROM HIM, ONE BY A GHASTLY WRAITH WHICH DEVOURS HIS SOUL, AND THE OTHER BY A MAN WITH BEARS FOR HANDS.

NOT ‘BEAR HANDS’. NOT JUST BEAR HEADS, EITHER. TWO FULLY GROWN BROWN BEARS, FUSED WITH THE MAN’S WRISTS AT THEIR NON-EXISTENT SPHINCTERS. THE MAN LOOKS COMPLACENT, ALMOST SAD REALLY, AS THE BEARS DRAG HIM, AND THEIR NEW MEAL, AWAY.

SIMON PAUSES FOR A MOMENT, BEFORE PICKING UP A SPLINTERED CHAIR LEG, AND LUNGING AT WHO HE ASSUMED WAS ZEUS, OR A ZEUS-LIKE FIGURE.
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FUCK THAT. YOU'RE ALL PERMAKILLED. EVERYONE GETS TO DIE TODAY. EVERYBODY. FUCK YOU ALL. THIS IS MY UNIVERSE NOW.


I A M Y O U R G O D .


DO YOU SMELL HONEYSUCKLE?
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