"For the last time i'll, give myself to the enemy! By letting their words, just walk all over me, 'cause poeple they'll tear you apart, if you are not like themmmmmm, and we are different, let the war BEGIN!!!!!!! So we say.... you cant break, cant change, cant take us doooooooown, (we run this town!) we'll stand, we'll fight, set fires all niiiiiight, you'll never take us alive! Whoah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, whoah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, (you'll never take us alive!), whoah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, whoah-oh-oh-oh, you'll never take us aliiiiiive!"
~Never Take Us Alive - Madina Lake
Thought id start this off with some lyrics Anyways.....
The year is 2094. After the third World War, otherwise known as the Great Radiation war, which took place over 50 years ago, the world is just beginning to put itself back together. Most countries are in ruins. Few are left standing. Borders have shifted, names have changed..... nothing is as it once was. Amongst the remaining powerful countries is one called Atricile (pronounced Att-ri-si-lee). It is made up of the northern half of what was once the USA and the former southern part of Canada. A stronghold of science and technology, and one of the few countries with a flourishing economy.
When the war was over, the planet was irreparably damaged. Radiation has made a good many places unliveable. What is left has been thrown into chaos. There was no escaping the radiation. It had leaked into the soil, it was in the air, in the water.... people began to get sick, people died.... and the Naturals emerged from what was left. The Naturals are those with what some would call "supernatural powers". Everyone is certain that it has something to do with the radiation, but noone;s quite sure precisely how or why this phenomenon occurred. The Naturals' powers are small - maybe they can light a match without striking it, or make a glass shsake without touching it, catch hints of auras, extra ESP, a slightly heightened sense - nothing too dangerous.
Very small gifts that in the grand scheme of things, arent particularly useful. But the threat of further warring was still there. So scientists got to thinking..... what if this can be used as a weapon? And that's how we came about.
We were created with genetically enhanced DNA from the Naturals, various genes spliced and tweaked, modified to make us stronger, faster, smarter, have better senses, and most importantly, we were modified to be totally obedient, and our powers were greatly magnified. We were insterted into growing tanks and created into "people", if we can so be called. Some of us are "siblings", meaning our DNA came from the same Natural(s), but they didnt do this often. We were created to be the perfect soldiers, the next atomic bomb. We are The Elite. But something went horribly wrong. The whole "perfect obedience" thing? Well, that didnt quite work out. And our powers were far, FAR greater than even they had imagined. They had not intended to make us soi strong. And with this incredible strength came instability - we had very little control over our powers, and it scared them. They kept us locked away in the labs, poking and prodding, trying to save their precious little experiments. But as we got older, our powers got even more and more out of control. They made the decision - we were to be terminated. But we found out, and coudlnt allow that to happen. We escaped. We ran. And now they want us back. We arent exactly "legal" creations, and with our rampant power.... they cant let us become exposed. They're coming after us, and if they catch us, its game over.....
***NOTE!*** Please DO NOT use a power that someone else has already used. Also, if you have element control or shapeshifting, ONE form/element only please! NO emotional or mind control (to avoid powerplaying). ALL Elites have increased speed/strength and enhanced senses. They also had combat-based information implanted into their genes, although most of them just have sort of "flashes of intuition" where this knowledge is delivered. They cant actively access it.
All of the Elite are numbered with an identification code that was used instead of a name (its tattooed on the back of the neck or inside of the wrist). We have self-given names, no last names. We're now scattered around, on the run, and searching for each other.
~*Character Format*~
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Hair:
Eyes:
Skin:
Height/Build:
Scars/Tattoos/Piercings:
ID Number:
Powers:
Background:
Personality:
Other:
Name: Freya
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Hair: Short, punk-cut, dark blue (like this colour blue) tipped with silver.
Eyes: Bright silver, have some dark blue flecks around the pupils.
Skin: Very pale
Height/Build: Small, slightly pixie like, agile, deceptively strong.
Scars/Tattoos/Piercings: Nope.
ID Number: #13, tattooed on the inside of her right wrist.
Powers: Can levitate/move herself and objects around her with her mind.
Background: Freya has some mental issues. She has utterly no remorse at all. Will hurt, kill, and maim without feeling a thing (except maybe joy...). Totally psychotic and unstable. The only reason she hasnt been terminated sooner, before all the other "projects" is because they keep her under with medication and she has very unusual impeccable control of her powers. If they could get her to side with them, she could easily be a powerful weapon. She was kept drugged up at all times, but she built up a resistance to the drugs and was able to escape with the rest of the "projects" when the time came.
Personality: Very violent, very unstable. No remorse, will just as quickly snap your neck as that of the enemy. Doesnt really care much for people, who or what she kills or hurts.
Other: If she had a theme song.... it would probably be Monster by Skillet listen to it and you'll probably get a better idea of what she's like.
Name: Pierce
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Hair: Shaggy medium-length coal black.
Eyes: Bright, cold ice blue.
Skin: Pale
Height/Build: Tall, lithe, flat-muscled, not a whole ton of actual muscular definition but is actually very strong.
Scars/Tattoos/Piercings: Has a scar across his right eye from a time when he stole a scalpel from one of the doctors and tried to threaten him with it. It didnt work out too well....
ID Number: #57, tattooed on the back of his neck at teh hairline. Sometimes hard to see since its usually obscured by hair.
Powers: Can create/control sonic blasts.
Background: Grown in the lab like all the others. Was always big on the escape front, but couldnt attempt escaping on his own. He refused to leave his sister behind and it would be almost impossible to get her out with him. He waited until the mass escape.
Personality: Usually cold, unfriendly and down to business, but unpredictable. Could be cold and harsh one minute and warm and caring the next. Has a gentle side, but he almost never shows it.
Other: Unlike most of the experiments, he has a sister. Older brother to Rayne.
Name: Rayne
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Hair: Long straight blue-black, falls to about mid-back, heavy bangs that end just above her eyes.
Eyes: Pale cloudy blue (she's blind)
Skin: Pale
Height/Build: Average height, built tiny and delicately, looks slightly faery-like in appearance.
Scars/Tattoos/Piercings: No
ID Number: #58 - inner left wrist.
Powers: Can see people's auras, can sometimes catch snippets of thoughts/memories, and sense emotions. Can pretty much read whatever she wants about people, but has a harder time with thoughts and memories. She's better at simply feeling what tohers feel and seeing their auras (which reflect how they feel anyways so yeah...)
Background: Same as her bro's. They almost got rid of her because she was blind and her powers arent particualrly useful in combat situations, but they kept her around for studies and because she was complacent so yeah.
Personality: Quiet and serene, calm, shy, awkward around people sometimes. Relies a lot on her brother for guidance. They're very close.
Other: Younger sister of Pierce. She's one of the only people who can understand him at all. She's totally 100% blind and can only tell where people and are by their auras. But unfortunately, inanimate objects have no auras so she stumbles into stuff a lot. Tends to stick very close to Pierce to avoid walking into things.
Name: Xavier
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Hair: Shaggy snow white, sort of emo-cut.
Eyes: Bright green.
Skin: Average caucasian.
Height/Build: Average height, not exceptionally tall. A small bit of muscular definition but not much.
Scars/Tattoos/Piercings: Nope.
ID Number: #47
Powers: Can shapeshift into a huge, very poisonous white snake. Unfortuantely, like his second form, he's incredibly sensitive to temperature (he's somewhat cold blooded, even in human form). Will get very ill if too hot or cold and will sometimes change uncontrollably if he gets too hot or cold. Usually more afflicted by the cold than the heat though. Maintains some more snake like senses while in human form - can sometimes pick up vibrations in the ground or "smell" things by opening his mouth "like a wierd scent-taste) like a snake, and he doesnt have to eat very often. Can go a long, long time without food.
Background: Average - grown in a tank, poked and prodded with sharp objects his whole life, booked it at the first opportunity.
Personality: He's fairly friendly to the other "projects", sociable and outgoing. Likes to crack jokes. Very protective of those he cares about.
Other: Nope.
~Never Take Us Alive - Madina Lake
Thought id start this off with some lyrics Anyways.....
The year is 2094. After the third World War, otherwise known as the Great Radiation war, which took place over 50 years ago, the world is just beginning to put itself back together. Most countries are in ruins. Few are left standing. Borders have shifted, names have changed..... nothing is as it once was. Amongst the remaining powerful countries is one called Atricile (pronounced Att-ri-si-lee). It is made up of the northern half of what was once the USA and the former southern part of Canada. A stronghold of science and technology, and one of the few countries with a flourishing economy.
When the war was over, the planet was irreparably damaged. Radiation has made a good many places unliveable. What is left has been thrown into chaos. There was no escaping the radiation. It had leaked into the soil, it was in the air, in the water.... people began to get sick, people died.... and the Naturals emerged from what was left. The Naturals are those with what some would call "supernatural powers". Everyone is certain that it has something to do with the radiation, but noone;s quite sure precisely how or why this phenomenon occurred. The Naturals' powers are small - maybe they can light a match without striking it, or make a glass shsake without touching it, catch hints of auras, extra ESP, a slightly heightened sense - nothing too dangerous.
Very small gifts that in the grand scheme of things, arent particularly useful. But the threat of further warring was still there. So scientists got to thinking..... what if this can be used as a weapon? And that's how we came about.
We were created with genetically enhanced DNA from the Naturals, various genes spliced and tweaked, modified to make us stronger, faster, smarter, have better senses, and most importantly, we were modified to be totally obedient, and our powers were greatly magnified. We were insterted into growing tanks and created into "people", if we can so be called. Some of us are "siblings", meaning our DNA came from the same Natural(s), but they didnt do this often. We were created to be the perfect soldiers, the next atomic bomb. We are The Elite. But something went horribly wrong. The whole "perfect obedience" thing? Well, that didnt quite work out. And our powers were far, FAR greater than even they had imagined. They had not intended to make us soi strong. And with this incredible strength came instability - we had very little control over our powers, and it scared them. They kept us locked away in the labs, poking and prodding, trying to save their precious little experiments. But as we got older, our powers got even more and more out of control. They made the decision - we were to be terminated. But we found out, and coudlnt allow that to happen. We escaped. We ran. And now they want us back. We arent exactly "legal" creations, and with our rampant power.... they cant let us become exposed. They're coming after us, and if they catch us, its game over.....
***NOTE!*** Please DO NOT use a power that someone else has already used. Also, if you have element control or shapeshifting, ONE form/element only please! NO emotional or mind control (to avoid powerplaying). ALL Elites have increased speed/strength and enhanced senses. They also had combat-based information implanted into their genes, although most of them just have sort of "flashes of intuition" where this knowledge is delivered. They cant actively access it.
All of the Elite are numbered with an identification code that was used instead of a name (its tattooed on the back of the neck or inside of the wrist). We have self-given names, no last names. We're now scattered around, on the run, and searching for each other.
~*Character Format*~
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Hair:
Eyes:
Skin:
Height/Build:
Scars/Tattoos/Piercings:
ID Number:
Powers:
Background:
Personality:
Other:
Name: Freya
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Hair: Short, punk-cut, dark blue (like this colour blue) tipped with silver.
Eyes: Bright silver, have some dark blue flecks around the pupils.
Skin: Very pale
Height/Build: Small, slightly pixie like, agile, deceptively strong.
Scars/Tattoos/Piercings: Nope.
ID Number: #13, tattooed on the inside of her right wrist.
Powers: Can levitate/move herself and objects around her with her mind.
Background: Freya has some mental issues. She has utterly no remorse at all. Will hurt, kill, and maim without feeling a thing (except maybe joy...). Totally psychotic and unstable. The only reason she hasnt been terminated sooner, before all the other "projects" is because they keep her under with medication and she has very unusual impeccable control of her powers. If they could get her to side with them, she could easily be a powerful weapon. She was kept drugged up at all times, but she built up a resistance to the drugs and was able to escape with the rest of the "projects" when the time came.
Personality: Very violent, very unstable. No remorse, will just as quickly snap your neck as that of the enemy. Doesnt really care much for people, who or what she kills or hurts.
Other: If she had a theme song.... it would probably be Monster by Skillet listen to it and you'll probably get a better idea of what she's like.
Name: Pierce
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Hair: Shaggy medium-length coal black.
Eyes: Bright, cold ice blue.
Skin: Pale
Height/Build: Tall, lithe, flat-muscled, not a whole ton of actual muscular definition but is actually very strong.
Scars/Tattoos/Piercings: Has a scar across his right eye from a time when he stole a scalpel from one of the doctors and tried to threaten him with it. It didnt work out too well....
ID Number: #57, tattooed on the back of his neck at teh hairline. Sometimes hard to see since its usually obscured by hair.
Powers: Can create/control sonic blasts.
Background: Grown in the lab like all the others. Was always big on the escape front, but couldnt attempt escaping on his own. He refused to leave his sister behind and it would be almost impossible to get her out with him. He waited until the mass escape.
Personality: Usually cold, unfriendly and down to business, but unpredictable. Could be cold and harsh one minute and warm and caring the next. Has a gentle side, but he almost never shows it.
Other: Unlike most of the experiments, he has a sister. Older brother to Rayne.
Name: Rayne
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Hair: Long straight blue-black, falls to about mid-back, heavy bangs that end just above her eyes.
Eyes: Pale cloudy blue (she's blind)
Skin: Pale
Height/Build: Average height, built tiny and delicately, looks slightly faery-like in appearance.
Scars/Tattoos/Piercings: No
ID Number: #58 - inner left wrist.
Powers: Can see people's auras, can sometimes catch snippets of thoughts/memories, and sense emotions. Can pretty much read whatever she wants about people, but has a harder time with thoughts and memories. She's better at simply feeling what tohers feel and seeing their auras (which reflect how they feel anyways so yeah...)
Background: Same as her bro's. They almost got rid of her because she was blind and her powers arent particualrly useful in combat situations, but they kept her around for studies and because she was complacent so yeah.
Personality: Quiet and serene, calm, shy, awkward around people sometimes. Relies a lot on her brother for guidance. They're very close.
Other: Younger sister of Pierce. She's one of the only people who can understand him at all. She's totally 100% blind and can only tell where people and are by their auras. But unfortunately, inanimate objects have no auras so she stumbles into stuff a lot. Tends to stick very close to Pierce to avoid walking into things.
Name: Xavier
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Hair: Shaggy snow white, sort of emo-cut.
Eyes: Bright green.
Skin: Average caucasian.
Height/Build: Average height, not exceptionally tall. A small bit of muscular definition but not much.
Scars/Tattoos/Piercings: Nope.
ID Number: #47
Powers: Can shapeshift into a huge, very poisonous white snake. Unfortuantely, like his second form, he's incredibly sensitive to temperature (he's somewhat cold blooded, even in human form). Will get very ill if too hot or cold and will sometimes change uncontrollably if he gets too hot or cold. Usually more afflicted by the cold than the heat though. Maintains some more snake like senses while in human form - can sometimes pick up vibrations in the ground or "smell" things by opening his mouth "like a wierd scent-taste) like a snake, and he doesnt have to eat very often. Can go a long, long time without food.
Background: Average - grown in a tank, poked and prodded with sharp objects his whole life, booked it at the first opportunity.
Personality: He's fairly friendly to the other "projects", sociable and outgoing. Likes to crack jokes. Very protective of those he cares about.
Other: Nope.
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