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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 6:57 am
๐ฑ๐๐๐ฉ๐ข ๐ฌ๐ฃ ๐ ๐ฌ๐ซ๐ฑ๐ข๐ซ๐ฑ๐ฐ โsัฯัั โsัััฮนะธษข โัฯ
โัs โsะบัโััฯะธ โcะฝฮฑัฮฑcัััs โฯะฝฮนัั โฮนsั/ะฒโฮฑcะบ โisั โฮฑะธะธฯฯ
ะธcัะผัะธัs โััsัrฮฝัโ โcะฝฮฑัฮฑcัััs โฯฯัะธ
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 7:31 am
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Log 1: Experiment 1397629: Test subject shows signs of life.
Log 9: Experiment 1397629: Test subject is born. No visible mutations.
Log 453: Experiment 1397629: Test subject has survived first year of life. No CI-HEP abilities shown yet.
Log 1547: Experiment 1397629: Test subject has CI-HEP abilities. Experiment 1397629 is a success.
It started with Experiment 1397629. 1397629 was the first successful Constructed Individual to be made. Scientists wanted to make super soldiers, and this success was the first in a long list afterword. They began trying to mass-produce infants who would grow up to be their war machines. Due to the delicate nature of the experiments, many died before or shortly after they were born. At first they were not looking for any with obvious physical mutations and defects, so any that came out looking nonhuman were euthanized. They only ended up with a little more than a hundred successful experiments.
The experiments went on and on as they trained their super soldiers, trying to get more. The ones with valuable powers were sent to the front lines, helping to destroy anyone and anything in their way. Ones with less valuable powers were used to fill out ranks and assist, though they were treated like animals, living in cages and used as beasts of burden.
Meanwhile, the scientists were beginning to advance their project further, working on getting their fantastic creations to reproduce, rather than going through surrogate after surrogate of humans. After all, not all of them survived carrying the experiments. It was much easier to sacrifice the lives of CI-HEPs than to allow humans to continue to die for them. They were built to protect humans anyway.
The projects continued until at last, another success! The first CI-HEPs with reproductive capabilities were made. They started another mass-production, wiping out any CI-HEP from before the reproduction success unless they had been marked as too valuable for death. Their experiments started to grow in numbers, more and more of them living to adulthood. They had nearly a thousand successful CI-HEPs who were able to reproduce.
To keep track of them better, their experiment number was tattooed onto the back of their neck and they were given brands on their forearms that gave quick details about their abilities, such as passive or active, if they had reproductive capabilities or not and if they were considered dangerous or not. Many of the CI-HEPs had been growing restless and impatient, disapproving of their treatment.
To keep them under control, those who were not serving in the military were sent to a compound built around the lab. They were given real houses, though very small and cramped ones, and had a semblance of the lives that regular humans had. Scientists still monitored everything they did and any new offspring were taken to the lab for the first bit of their lives. Many CI-HEPs are sent to the compound to be reeducated and retrained between tours while others simply live in the small city.
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 7:35 am
โsัััฮนะธษขYear: 2576Country: United StatesMonth: January || February || March || April || May || June || July August || September || October || November || December Day: 1 || 2 || 3 || 4 || 5 || 6 || 7 || 8 || 9 || 10 || 11 || 12 || 13 || 14 || 15 || 16 || 17 || 18 || 19 || 20 21 || 22 || 23 || 24 || 25 || 26 || 27 || 28 || 29 || 30 || 31 Sunday || Monday || Tuesday || Wednesday || Thursday || Friday || Saturday Time: 12:00am -3:00am || 3:00am-6:00am || 6:00am-9:00am || 9:00am-12:00pm || 12:00pm-3:00pm || 3:00pm-6:00pm || 6:00pm-9:00pm || 9:00pm-12:00am
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 7:48 am
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โัsโ No auto-hits/godmodding/power-playing/mary-sues/larry-stu/gender-benders/inability to remember their past because youโre too lazy to write a bio. At least write one and then have WHY they can't remember anything. There is no reason not to have a decent bio. โ I reserve the right to deny any characters based on their power. Seriously, please do not try and hand me a character that is almighty. It is generally a good idea to put in a drawback or weakness somewhere in the description of your character's power. โ Swearing is a-okay. If you don't like swearing, turn on your censoring. On that note, the person with censors on should still be able to read your post easily. โ Three sentences is not a post. Please make a real post. I think this counts as my opinion on one-liners as well. โ There is a difference between "Let's eat, Grandma!" and "Let's eat Grandma!" Commas save grandmothers lives. Just saying. โ I am a goddess in here and rules are subject to change. (I'll post it if that happens) Changes will be located in that convenient little section at the bottom that says "Added Rules" โ Character appearance must be anime and must be a reasonable size. No monster pictures or page stretchers please. โ Make your posts colorful please. Pictures are nice too. I'm aware it might not be everyone's cup of tea, but this is my rp and my tea. So drink it! โ I promise don't bite...that's a lie, I do bite, but you shouldn't be too worried about it. I'm pretty nice once you start talking to me. Don't let the list of rules scare you! โ Guns are not acceptable weapons. Be interesting. โ I don't want text the size of Godzilla or so small I need a magnifying glass to read. โ This is just an extra. There is not actually a rule for this one. โ If you're playing two characters, don't cut out anyone's posts or reactions. You would not want it done to you, don't to it to others. Just general courtesy. โ Here is where you prove you've read my rules. Failure to do so will result in an unaccepted character. PM profiles to me with the title: What were those scientists thinking โ Please don't make a post that is just OOC and contains nothing else. They bother me. โ I see no reason to limit characters as long as you can handle them. โฮฑโโัโ ัฯ
โัsโ Due to recent events, if a profile has more than 3 issues with it, I'll simply deny it. If you are having issues with a character or characters, I'll be sending a copy of the profile back to you with a detailed list of things needing to be fixed. I think everyone has seen I'm more than capable of doing so, so I suggest sticking with your profile the first time. I don't like babysitting and I have a life. Don't make me clean up messes all the time.
โ In your profile you MUST, MUST, MUST put in weaknesses and drawbacks for your characters.
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 8:19 am
โsะบัโััฯะธCI-HEPs [color=FIRSTCOLOR][size=18][align=center]โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ[/size][/color] [color=SECONDCOLOR]First and Last name โNicknameโ[/color] [color=FIRSTCOLOR][size=18]โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ[/align][/size][/color]
[size=16][align=center][color=FIRSTCOLOR]ยคยธยธ.โขยดยฏ`โข.ยธโข..>>--ยป[/color][color=SECONDCOLOR][u][b]๏ผฆ[/b]ฮนัsั [b]๏ผน[/b]ฯฯ
[b]๏ผณ[/b]ะฝฯฯ
โโ [b]๏ผซ[/b]ะธฯฯ[/u][/color][color=FIRSTCOLOR]ยซ--<<..โข.ยธยธโขยดยฏ`โข.ยธยธยค [/color][/align][/size] [color=THIRDCOLOR][size=14][b]I've walked the earth this long:[/b][/size] [size=12]Age[/size][imgright]PICTURE URL[/imgright] [size=14][b]I am Experiment Number:[/b][/size] [size=12]Try not to pick a number that does not make sense with everyone else. The older you are, the lower your number. It should not be lower than the number in the story. Seven digits will be just delightful.[/size] [size=14][b]I am a:[/b][/size] [size=12]Gender[/size] [size=14][b]My preference is:[/b] [/size][size=12]Boys? Girls? Both?[/size] [size=14][b]You'll find I have a talent with:[/b][/size] [size=12]Weapons (You can pick two. Yes, some weapons, like concealed knives you might have a few of them. Don't go crazy.)[/size] [size=14][b]My other talent is:[/b][/size] [size=12]Power. Remember, I reserve the right to veto this section. Choose wisely because I don't want any mightier than thou contests happening.[/size] [/color]
[align=center][size=16][color=FIRSTCOLOR]รรทยท.ยทยดยฏ`ยท)ยป[/color][color=SECONDCOLOR][u][b]๏ผฎ[/b]ฯฯ [b]๏ผด[/b]ะฝั [b]๏ผฒ[/b]ัsั[/u][/color][color=FIRSTCOLOR]ยซ(ยทยดยฏ`ยท.ยทรทร[/color][/size] [/align]
[color=THIRDCOLOR][size=14][b]Story of my life: [/b][/size][size=12]Biography (detailed please! I'd like at least 2 full paragraphs.)[/size] [size=14][b]I like:[/b][/size] [size=12]โ (Min 3 max 5 of each) โ โ โ โ [/size] [size=14][b]I dislike:[/b][/size] [size=12]โ โ โ โ โ [/size] [size=14][b]Oh! I forgot to tell you:[/b][/size] [size=12]Other[/size][/color]
[color=FIRSTCOLOR][size=18][align=center]โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ[/size][/color] [color=SECONDCOLOR]Controlled by Username[/color] [color=FIRSTCOLOR][size=18]โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ[/align][/size][/color] Scientists [color=FIRSTCOLOR][size=18][align=center]โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ[/size][/color] [color=SECONDCOLOR]First and Last name โNicknameโ[/color] [color=FIRSTCOLOR][size=18]โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ[/align][/size][/color]
[size=16][align=center][color=FIRSTCOLOR]ยคยธยธ.โขยดยฏ`โข.ยธโข..>>--ยป[/color][color=SECONDCOLOR][u][b]๏ผฆ[/b]ฮนัsั [b]๏ผน[/b]ฯฯ
[b]๏ผณ[/b]ะฝฯฯ
โโ [b]๏ผซ[/b]ะธฯฯ[/u][/color][color=FIRSTCOLOR]ยซ--<<..โข.ยธยธโขยดยฏ`โข.ยธยธยค [/color][/align][/size] [color=THIRDCOLOR][size=14][b]I've walked the earth this long:[/b][/size] [size=12]Age[/size][imgright]PICTURE URL[/imgright] [size=14][b]I am a scientist specializing in:[/b][/size] [size=12]Time to whip out your fanciest job title and fabricate something good![/size] [size=14][b]I am a:[/b][/size] [size=12]Gender[/size] [size=14][b]My preference is:[/b] [/size][size=12]Boys? Girls? Both?[/size] [size=14][b]You'll find I have a talent with:[/b][/size] [size=12]Weapons (You can pick two. Yes, some weapons, like concealed knives you might have a few of them. Don't go crazy.)[/size] [size=14][b]I've been part of the program this long:[/b][/size] [size=12]How long you've worked on the CI-HEPs[/size] [/color]
[align=center][size=16][color=FIRSTCOLOR]รรทยท.ยทยดยฏ`ยท)ยป[/color][color=SECONDCOLOR][u][b]๏ผฎ[/b]ฯฯ [b]๏ผด[/b]ะฝั [b]๏ผฒ[/b]ัsั[/u][/color][color=FIRSTCOLOR]ยซ(ยทยดยฏ`ยท.ยทรทร[/color][/size] [/align]
[color=THIRDCOLOR][size=14][b]Story of my life: [/b][/size][size=12]Biography (detailed please! I'd like at least 2 full paragraphs.)[/size] [size=14][b]I like:[/b][/size] [size=12]โ (Min 3 max 5 of each) โ โ โ โ [/size] [size=14][b]I dislike:[/b][/size] [size=12]โ โ โ โ โ [/size] [size=14][b]Oh! I forgot to tell you:[/b][/size] [size=12]Other[/size][/color]
[color=FIRSTCOLOR][size=18][align=center]โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ[/size][/color] [color=SECONDCOLOR]Controlled by Username[/color] [color=FIRSTCOLOR][size=18]โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ[/align][/size][/color]
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 8:22 am
โcะฝฮฑัฮฑcัััsโCI-HEPsโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ Claire Nuada โClaireโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโยคยธยธ.โขยดยฏ`โข.ยธโข..>>--ยป๏ผฆฮนัsั ๏ผนฯฯ
๏ผณะฝฯฯ
โโ ๏ผซะธฯฯยซ--<<..โข.ยธยธโขยดยฏ`โข.ยธยธยค I've walked the earth this long: 24 I am Experiment Number: 1453673 I am a: Female My preference is: Boys You'll find I have a talent with: Concealed knives and throwing knives My other talent is: Claire has a passive power. She is immune to the powers of others being used directly against her. Powers cannot be used directly against her, but instead would have to be used against something else that would be used against her. Someone's fire won't affect her if it is just set on her, but if it is burning something else first, then she would be burned. รรทยท.ยทยดยฏ`ยท)ยป๏ผฎฯฯ ๏ผดะฝั ๏ผฒัsัยซ(ยทยดยฏ`ยท.ยทรทร Story of my life: Claire's parents were both CI-HEPs. She has always lived within the walls of the compound, the scientist taking great interest in her abilities. She has been taken in for many tests and procedures by the scientists. They took bone marrow, blood spinal fluids, all looking for ways to utilize her powers on a greater spectrum. She began putting up a fight against the scientists, still only a child and hating the pain of their research. Her parents tried to hide her, but there was no place they could put her that the scientists could not find her.
A few short years later, her parents were told that they had to have another child, the scientists wanting to analyze siblings. They got more than they bargained for when the twins arrived. Twins were next to unheard of with CI-HEPs, so the scientists had a field day studying her identical little sisters. Her parents decided that enough was enough however. They hated seeing their children used this way, so the next time the scientists came, her parents fought them, and the scientists took them into custody. They wanted to "reeducate" them, which was a kind term for torture until they were trained not to fight.
The last Claire heard, her mother had died in her reeducation treatment, but her father was still alive somewhere in the laboratory. That was six years ago. Claire had to raise her little sisters, becoming very protective of them. Claire became a very good fighter, having no active power to rely on. Her aim is precise and deadly. She hopes her sisters will not be called in to fight on a war, but she knows that in a few years, they probably will be. I like: โ Family โ Ice cream โ The color green โ Telling scientists where they can shove their research โ Her power I dislike: โ Scientists โ Research โ Bone marrow extractions โ Needles โ Scientists Oh! I forgot to tell you: Claire is Layla and Lucine's older sisterโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ Controlled by Rogue Phoenix Fireโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ Lucine and Layla Nuada โLucine and Laylaโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโยคยธยธ.โขยดยฏ`โข.ยธโข..>>--ยป๏ผฆฮนัsั ๏ผนฯฯ
๏ผณะฝฯฯ
โโ ๏ผซะธฯฯยซ--<<..โข.ยธยธโขยดยฏ`โข.ยธยธยค We've walked the earth this long: 15 We are Experiment Numbers: 1494921 and 1494922 We are: Female Our preference is: Boys You'll find we have a talent with: Lucine - Mace and flail Layla - Bow and staff Our other talents are: Lucine manipulates light. She can make things very bright, blindingly so, or snuff it all out, plunging everyone into darkness. She can solidify it into weapons, but the energy toll is quite a bit. Light weapons tend to shatter as well, so they are for her emergencies only.
Layla can manipulate sound, increasing or decreasing it. She can change voices of people, imitate anyone flawlessly if she hears them once. There must be sound for her to manipulate and she is limited by the initial sound. She can't turn a whisper to thunder, but she can come pretty close. She can even remember and repeat entire conversation between people, no matter how long. รรทยท.ยทยดยฏ`ยท)ยป๏ผฎฯฯ ๏ผดะฝั ๏ผฒัsัยซ(ยทยดยฏ`ยท.ยทรทร Story of our lives: Lucine and Layla were accidents really. Their parents only expected to have one child, but wound up with two. It was a nightmare for them. They already had one kid to worry about. Adding two others was just a curse. The scientists were pleased though. Identical twins were not easy to come by in CI-HEPs. With such a limited population, it was not surprising. They spent more time away from their parents than any other children it seemed, and they did. Researchers were fascinated by them, especially when they had different powers. They determined that powers were not determined at birth, but sometime afterward. It was a great breakthrough.
When their parents began trying to keep them from the scientists, the scientists wanted to put them in their place. They were carted off to a reeducation center inside the lab and the twins were left in the care of their sister who grew more protective of them. They could tell she hated obeying the scientists, but none of them were willing to risk breaking up their family even more. They know they'll probably be deployed in the next couple of years and they think Claire is going to be assigned a "husband" soon. She is a fit and healthy female who isn't needed in a war, which means they'll want her to reproduce soon. We like: โ Family โ Candy โ Birds chirping โ Lightning storms โ Confusing researchers and being generally uncooperative. We dislike: โ Snobby scientists assholes who have really dumb opinions โ Seeing their older sister worried โ Seeing each other worried โ Needles โ Dumb people Oh! We forgot to tell you: Lucine and Layla are identical twins. Their older sister is Claireโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ Controlled by Rogue Phoenix Fireโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ Tanner Nathan Tucker โTNTโ โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ ยคยธยธ.โขยดยฏ`โข.ยธโข..>>--ยป๏ผฆฮนัsั ๏ผนฯฯ
๏ผณะฝฯฯ
โโ ๏ผซะธฯฯยซ--<<..โข.ยธยธโขยดยฏ`โข.ยธยธยค I've walked the earth this long: 20 I am Experiment Number: 1455921 I am a: Guy My preference is: Girls You'll find I have a talent with: TNT doesn't carry weapons so much as simply be a weapon My other talent is: TNT can cause objects to explode. He has explosions involving electricity mostly and is considered to be very dangerous. Electricity has no effect on him, but he can sure use it to cause Mayhem if he is turned loose. The heat of the electricity he produces speeds molecules up enough that an explosion occurs, though he sticks to small stuff mostly. People tent to get a static shock touching him. รรทยท.ยทยดยฏ`ยท)ยป๏ผฎฯฯ ๏ผดะฝั ๏ผฒัsัยซ(ยทยดยฏ`ยท.ยทรทร Story of my life: Tanner was given a very unique upbringing. They wanted to desensitize him to violence, so whenever a CI-HEP needed to be put down, they had him there to watch. Sometimes they were injected, sometimes hung and once in a while, beheaded. They let Tanner be exposed to all sorts of bloody, violent things. The more the merrier. He never went home to his family once he was in the lab and Most speculated he had died.
At the age of ten he was expected to take a more active role in his education. They started having him push the buttons that injected the lethal dosage. They had him pull the lever that hung people. They had him wield the sword that severed the head from the body. TNT had no regard for life whatsoever. When he was asked to use his power to kill people, he did, though he kept his kills clean. All he had to do was place a hand upon their head and his palm worked like an electric chair.
When he turned fifteen, they asked for him to unleash his full power on his victims. The kills grew messier and messier, his kind being splattered all over the room, assuming they weren't simply incinerated. Once they were sure he was completely unfazed by the killings, they sent him over to the war, allowing him to use real explosives in conjunction with his power. He decimated cities, slaughtered thousands of civilians without blinking an eye. He was a truly gifted weapon, perfect for what they needed him for. Mass carnage and destruction.
Everything went well until he saw one of his victims, a little boy who had survived the explosives, though missing three appendages and most of his face burned off. Dead corpses never meant anything to him. He always saw instant kills. Seeing the survivor shook him pretty thoroughly. The boy could not even cry out. TNT released him from the confines of the mortal world, incinerating him. He did not want the boy to survive twice. Labeling him as damaged, TNT was returned to the compound to be retrained, to become a super-weapon once more. In the meanwhile, being such a puppet to the scientists, TNT is used as an enforcer for them. I like: โ Explosives โ Fireworks โ Poprocks โ Violent video games โ Fire I dislike: โ Water โ The survivor boy โ Being called damaged โ Being stuck in the compound โ Being retrained Oh! I forgot to tell you: TNT's retraining includes being an enforcer for the scientists, making sure he is completely loyal to them and obedient. โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ Controlled by Rogue Phoenix Fire โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ Skye Calder โThe Emotional Wreckโ โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ ยคยธยธ.โขยดยฏ`โข.ยธโข..>>--ยป๏ผฆฮนัsั ๏ผนฯฯ
๏ผณะฝฯฯ
โโ ๏ผซะธฯฯยซ--<<..โข.ยธยธโขยดยฏ`โข.ยธยธยค I've walked the earth this long: Twenty I am Experiment Number: 1455922 I am a: Female My preference is: Boys You'll find I have a talent with: Skye has been deemed unfit to carry weapons do to her constantly shifting emotional state. My other talent is: The ability to shift peoples emotions. On the other hand, she is also affected greatly by the emotions of others. Skye essentially trades someone else's emotion for an emotion of her own, (ie, if someone dying is afraid, she takes their fear in exchange for her own calmness or happiness.) รรทยท.ยทยดยฏ`ยท)ยป๏ผฎฯฯ ๏ผดะฝั ๏ผฒัsัยซ(ยทยดยฏ`ยท.ยทรทร Story of my life: Skye Calder, like the experiment before her, TNT, was raised from the time she was created to be used directly in war. They expected her to have similar attributes. They couldn't have been more wrong. This is when they learned they could not control what abilities their subjects came out with. They tried and tried to train her as they had him, to desensitize her to the violence like he was, but to no avail. One day, the scientists noticed during one of these tests that Skye seemed to be the one who was terrified and in pain, rather than the CI being slaughtered, who looked perfectly calm, and even happy. It was then that they realized Skye was taking on their emotional state, replacing it with her own.
Skye became dangerous, then, as far as they were concerned, due to the constant depression and fear of others she was harbouring. They took any weapons she had from her, and kept her on constant watch, fearful that she may, at some point, try to take her own life, or, in a state of anger, someone elses. She has been kept inside the labratory facilities, rather than allowed to live in the outside compund. The scientists still keep her under surveillance, and she is allowed a bit more freedom now, though still no weapons. She is mostly used for the rare 'Mercy Kills' that occur in the facility. I like: โ Seeing people happy โ Being around good-natured people โ Keeping myself busy โ Taking away the pain of others โMy repreive from war I dislike: โ War โ Depression โ Killing โ Seeing others in pain โ This company Oh! I forgot to tell you: Skye is in a constant state of emotional turmoil due to the fact that she feels other's emotions as well as being able to give them her own, though she tries hard to pretend she's alright so that the scientists won't send her back into lockdown. โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ Controlled by Tigerlvr_Bailey โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ Juliette and Minnie โThe Dudsโ โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ ยคยธยธ.โขยดยฏ`โข.ยธโข..>>--ยป๏ผฆฮนัsั ๏ผนฯฯ
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โโ ๏ผซะธฯฯยซ--<<..โข.ยธยธโขยดยฏ`โข.ยธยธยค I've walked the earth this long: Eleven Years I am Experiment Number: 1459017 and 1459018 I am a: Girls My preference is: Boys You'll find I have a talent with: Daggers. The girls only keep daggers on them for self defense, though. My other talent is: Juliette and Minnie's powers were a dud for the most part. They understand and speak to animals. รรทยท.ยทยดยฏ`ยท)ยป๏ผฎฯฯ ๏ผดะฝั ๏ผฒัsัยซ(ยทยดยฏ`ยท.ยทรทร Story of my life: Juliette and Minnie are two eleven year old CIs who are best friends. Juliette's parents were sent into the war shortly after she was born, and haven't come back yet. Since then, she has stayed with Minnie's family. Neither of them have much attention from the scientists, which though a good thing, also means they are quite useless. The girls were, by some fluke, born with the same power: to talk to animals. The scientists don't have much need for this skill while fighting a war.
Juliette and Minnie, despite the fact that they are considered to be 'handicapped' due to their powers, have much sympathy from the rest of their community. It's hard not to love two giggly adorable children. However, Minnie's parents have recently been informed that her baby girls are labeled for execution. The scientists have no need of them, and neither does the military. Why waste space and food on beings that are 'damaged goods'? I like: โAnimals โ Parents โ Fairytales โ Dresses โMaking people laugh I dislike: โ When people make us cry โ The scary tools in the labs โ Scary stories โ Meanies โIcky bugs Oh! I forgot to tell you: Minnie's parents consider Juliette a daughter to them, just as much as Minnie, even though they aren't her birth parents. Juliette and Minnie call eachother 'sister' constantly. โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ Controlled by Tigerlvr_Bailey โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ Marcus Blaze Incendio โMark or Blazeโ โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ ยคยธยธ.โขยดยฏ`โข.ยธโข..>>--ยป๏ผฆฮนัsั ๏ผนฯฯ
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โโ ๏ผซะธฯฯยซ--<<..โข.ยธยธโขยดยฏ`โข.ยธยธยค I've walked the earth this long: 19 I am Experiment Number: 1456007 I am a: Male My preference is: Girls You'll find I have a talent with: Sais if needed. My other talent is: The ability to create and control fire. Mark can easily set fire to anything or become consumed/engulfed in fire, and will remain uninjured. He can also control fire that is within his vicinity. Because of this, his body temperature is much higher then others. The slightest touch of his skin would make someone think he has a serious fever. However, he can not feel it much and only tends to sweat when he is sick. When he actually is sick, anyone who touches his body gets burned. รรทยท.ยทยดยฏ`ยท)ยป๏ผฎฯฯ ๏ผดะฝั ๏ผฒัsัยซ(ยทยดยฏ`ยท.ยทรทร Story of my life: Mark was born into an unknown family like every other CI-HEP, only to be taken away for testing. Though to the dismay of the scientists, Mark was unresponsive to the tests that had to do with abilities. His only known difference from a regular human, seemed to be that he had an outrageous body temperature of 105 degrees Fahrenheit. After playing with him for a few years and not getting anything, mark was deemed a useless failure and was scheduled to be executed. Though to everyone's surprise, the kid just didn't burn. Doused in gasoline after being gagged, bagged, and then lit on fire.....not only did the fire not harm the kid, it ignited him. The ropes and bag that held him had burned off, so nothing stopped Mark from fleeing as fast as he could.
Mark was in a panic. Only five yeas old and everything happening to him like this had made him loose control. As he ran the flames didn't die down, they only intensified and spread throughout the area that Mark was running in. The whole area where the scientist lit him on fire, and even four houses in the small town outside of it were completely destroyed. Burning some people and incinerating others. Total casualties: three scientists and seven CI-HEP. To stop him, Mark was doused with a strong powered hose of ice cold water. Stopping him dead in his tracks and leaving him unconscious from the pain. Mark was now considered extremely dangerous and was sent to imprisonment and excessive training.
When Mark finally had been trained to have control of his power, he was truly put to the test at age fourteen. He was released out under the care of a new scientist, who would be sure to see just how much "control" he had and where his limit would stand. Up until this very day, Mark is still being "tested" by Gen and in some of the most unpleasant ways she can come up with....but she hasn't killed him yet and with these tests, further control over his power as been gained. To make positive out of a negative situation, Mark had developed a sense of joy surviving Gen's little games and with every new scar he gets from her, it's like a trophy. Success with every new mark she makes. He has plenty of them on his back, sides, arms,and legs. The only scars that ever heal completely are the burn ones. His body can cure them.....Though another reason he doesn't try to fight back is because he has himself convinced he deserves it. He killed ten people, accident or not, he actually has morality and blames himself for it......
Mark is still marked as dangerous but is free to walk the premises so long as he doesn't exit the building. They don't want an instant replay of what happened years ago...or so they say to him. He thinks the other scientists are either being bribed by Gen or to afraid to face her wrath if someone takes away her favorite toy. That's why they won't send him to war yet. So until they find his replacement to satisfy Gen's sick needs, he won't have to deal with being an even larger murderer and he's content with that. I like: โ Fire. โ Not being in the war. โ When Gen has her human moments. โ Anywhere that's warm. โ Watching the less dangerous CI-HEP's in town from a window. I dislike: โ Gen in a bad mood. โ Ice cold water. โ Getting sick. โ The manslaughter he committed. โ Being trapped. Oh! I forgot to tell you: Hot water doesn't have any affect on Mark....But once he is hit with ice cold water, wherever it is wet instantly cools and then intensely burns. Most people can get sun burns, or burns from touching a hot pan....but Mark get water burns. โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ Controlled by Secret Temptress โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ Lyra Nimue โNemaโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโยคยธยธ.โขยดยฏ`โข.ยธโข..>>--ยป๏ผฆฮนัsั ๏ผนฯฯ
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โโ ๏ผซะธฯฯยซ--<<..โข.ยธยธโขยดยฏ`โข.ยธยธยค I've walked the earth this long: 3 1/2 I am Experiment Number: 1878763 I am a: Female My preference is: N/A You'll find I have a talent with: N/A My other talent is: Nema can heal herself. She can only heal herself and the more she heals and the more severe the injury, the more it drains from her. She does eventually reach a point where she can not heal any more, but once she rests and gets taken care of, she starts healing again. รรทยท.ยทยดยฏ`ยท)ยป๏ผฎฯฯ ๏ผดะฝั ๏ผฒัsัยซ(ยทยดยฏ`ยท.ยทรทร Story of my life: Lyra's mother died giving birth and her father had been tortured to death a few weeks before. The scientists got her right away and were free to do anything they wanted with her. As they began to cut into her, expecting to poke around a little and make sure CI-HEP anatomy had not changed much. They were shocked when the wound simply closed up just behind the scalpel.
Deciding that there was only one suitable use for such a child, she was sent directly to Gen. They barely waited until she was a week old to unleash the wrath of Gen on her. Ever since they delivered her to Gen, the mad woman has been trying to find all the limits to Nema's powers since. Most of the other scientists are charmed by her, but Gen is just viscous. She has only one injury that has been permanent, which is the fact that Gen destroyed most of her sight in one of her early experiments. Her sight is very, very slowly returning, but she can barely see anything still. I like: โ Nap Time โ Purple โ Soft stuff โ Sweet smells โ Lullabies I dislike: โ Gen โ Gen โ Gen โ Gen โ Gen Oh! I forgot to tell you: Otherโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ Controlled by Rogue Phoenix Fireโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ Gisele Dea โGiseleโ โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ ยคยธยธ.โขยดยฏ`โข.ยธโข..>>--ยป๏ผฆฮนัsั ๏ผนฯฯ
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โโ ๏ผซะธฯฯยซ--<<..โข.ยธยธโขยดยฏ`โข.ยธยธยค I've walked the earth this long: 23 I am Experiment Number: 1454666 I am a: Female ^.~ My preference is: Males You'll find I have a talent with: ~Men~ My other talent is: The ability to enhance her pheromones. She can make herself incredibly attractive and appealing to any male she wants to. Including male animals. รรทยท.ยทยดยฏ`ยท)ยป๏ผฎฯฯ ๏ผดะฝั ๏ผฒัsัยซ(ยทยดยฏ`ยท.ยทรทร Story of my life: Gisele was a child practically made by the scientists. Her mother was forced to have her with her father who she hardly even knew. The second Gisele was born she was easily handed over to the Scientists care without protest. Her mother wanted nothing to do with her and her father was only used to breed and was sent back to war.
Gisele was an unusual child to begin with. For an unexplained reason, the scientists that wanted to experiment on her the most were the male ones. She had a sent of a garden rose that seemed to attract their attention. The males were gentle with her and tried not to harm her a lot as they made their tests, which had the females completely baffled. Even the boss had fancied her....One female scientist, who decided to get to the bottom of it, figured out Gisele's power was pheromones after studding what attracts animals to each other and testing her out in front of actual animals. Every time the male animal tended to like her more.
Gisele was then raised in the labs as and trained specifically for breeding. With her ability and one of the best reproductive systems that have seen in a CI-HEP, getting many new CI-HEP would be hassle-less from her. They would train her to accept anyone they chose for her and the male wouldn't refuse because she would use her ability to make him sexually attracted to her, even if he didn't want to. So for years, Gisele was taught what makes a women more attractive and how to control and harness her ability. It worked so well in her favor that she uses it to manipulate some of the male scientists into letting her skip test if she returned the favor.
Gisele is now over he breeding time and hasn't been forced to breed yet. They want her to have one of their best powered males hoping his stronger and more useful ability would lessen the chances of having hardly useful ones like her own. The male they selected is a few years younger then Gisele so she has been told to wait for him to reach a breeding age. For Gisele, she agreed but with crossed fingers. She understood what they wanted her to do but she had decided that she would also take matters into her own hands before he reached the right age, if she found a male she fancied more. She wants a strong willed man, who can make her feel just as good in bed with him as he would feel with her and hopefully enjoy her without her ability. I like: โ Being called beautiful. โ Ruining relationships. โ Playing around. โ Not having to use her ability to get what she wants. โ Teasing. I dislike: โ Gen trying to test on her. โ Whining. โ Not enjoying sex. โ Girls. โ Weaklings. Oh! I forgot to tell you: Gisele wasn't born completely perfect. She has two mutations that are easily noticed. An unnatural sent of roses and pointed ears. It hasn't stopped her however, it makes her feel more special since she still looks gorgeous. โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ Controlled by Secret Temptress โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ Jerrie Atnik โMungojerrieโ โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ ยคยธยธ.โขยดยฏ`โข.ยธโข..>>--ยป๏ผฆฮนัsั ๏ผนฯฯ
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โโ ๏ผซะธฯฯยซ--<<..โข.ยธยธโขยดยฏ`โข.ยธยธยค I've walked the earth this long: Nineteen Years I am Experiment Number: 1467333 I am a: Male My preference is: Girls You'll find I have a talent with: Being innovative and pranking. My other talent is: Popping. (yes, I made this term up.) For example, with a snap of his fingers, he can pop tops off lids from a distance, or pop covers off sinks, sending the water flying. (Does this count as pressure-related things?) รรทยท.ยทยดยฏ`ยท)ยป๏ผฎฯฯ ๏ผดะฝั ๏ผฒัsัยซ(ยทยดยฏ`ยท.ยทรทร Story of my life: Jerrie is a natural prankster. He uses his power a lot of the time to cause chaos in the labs, and make messes that the scientists have to clean up. He's surprised they haven't gotten rid of him yet, but his older brother won't let them. He's convinced them that Jerrie's powers will get stronger and more useful. Jerrie isn't so sure, but is perfectly satisfied with screwing with the scientists for now. He always finds someone to get him out of his scrapes.
Aside from all this, Jerrie is a good kid, and does what he's told when he needs to. The scientists can't get angry with him for not listening, because he does. He just has fun with his power in the meantime. The one scientist he does steer clear of though is Gen. He's terrified of her wrath, and somehow, doesn't think she would take it as a joke. I like: โFood โPranking the scientists โHis older brother โHis mischevious power โAgain, Pranking I dislike: โGen โGen's punishments โDoing enough to get him in trouble โScientists blaming his power when something really does break โShots Oh! I forgot to tell you: Jerrie loves cats. โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ Controlled by Tigerlvr_Bailey โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ Maxwell Atnik โMaxโ โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ ยคยธยธ.โขยดยฏ`โข.ยธโข..>>--ยป๏ผฆฮนัsั ๏ผนฯฯ
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โโ ๏ผซะธฯฯยซ--<<..โข.ยธยธโขยดยฏ`โข.ยธยธยค I've walked the earth this long: Twenty-Four I am Experiment Number: 1467329 I am a: Male My preference is: Girls You'll find I have a talent with: Knives My other talent is: Illusions. He's like a magician, only his illusions come from his head. รรทยท.ยทยดยฏ`ยท)ยป๏ผฎฯฯ ๏ผดะฝั ๏ผฒัsัยซ(ยทยดยฏ`ยท.ยทรทร Story of my life: Max is Jerrie's older brother, and is always keeping him from getting in trouble. Increasingly, Max has been trying to convince the scientists that his brother's power will grow in order to keep them from executing him. Max, on the other hand, has gone to war twice already. They use his power of illusion to confuse the enemy.
Max acts somewhat adult, but also enjoys joking around with his brother when it is appropriate. He tends to get along fairly decently with the scientists and other CIs, or at the very least keeps off their bad side. Sometimes he uses his illusions to keep them busy when covering for his brother. His biggest problem, though, is that it takes immense concentration to hold onto an illusion. If he loses his focus on it, even for a second, the illusion is broken. I like: โHis younger brother โHis power โStaying out of the scientists' way โCivil conversations โCandy I dislike: โThe scientists โBeing in war โBeing on the bad side of the scientists โTrying to make the scientists happy โUsing his illusions to help destroy Oh! I forgot to tell you: Max and Jerrie's parents died in the war. โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ Controlled by Tigerlvr_Bailey โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ[[approx. space 1 profile]]
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 8:25 am
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โ Oh so empty - Fill it up! โ โ โ
โะฒโฮฑcะบ โisั
โ Yuseilo Edorabaizo - Noncompliance with rules โ โ โ
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 8:26 am
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โ Almost time to open! โ 2 rules added 2/25 โ โ โ โ โ
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โcะฝฮฑัฮฑcัััsโScientistsโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ Alicia Mayfair โAliceโ โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ ยคยธยธ.โขยดยฏ`โข.ยธโข..>>--ยป๏ผฆฮนัsั ๏ผนฯฯ
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โโ ๏ผซะธฯฯยซ--<<..โข.ยธยธโขยดยฏ`โข.ยธยธยค I've walked the earth this long: Thirty-Two Years I am a scientist specializing in: Biochemistry and Genetic Engineering I am a: Female My preference is: Boys You'll find I have a talent with: Archery I've been part of the program this long: Ten Years รรทยท.ยทยดยฏ`ยท)ยป๏ผฎฯฯ ๏ผดะฝั ๏ผฒัsัยซ(ยทยดยฏ`ยท.ยทรทร Story of my life: Hello! My name is Alicia Mayfair, Alice for short. I grew up in a small town, itching to be a part of something bigger. When I took biology in high school, I realized I wanted nothing more than to delve into its deepest depths and learn all there was to learn. When I graduated high school, I went straight into University, where I promptly began my study of Biochemistry and Genetics.
Five years into my college career, I began working as an Intern at CI-HEP while I finished my schooling. When I graduated from University with a double major in Biochemistry and Genetic Engineering, my place with CI-HEP was already set, and I began right away. I was fascinated by their goals, and wanted nothing more than to play a part in them. Now, I am one of the head Biochemical Engineers here at CI-HEP, and hope to serve with them for many years to come. I like: โSweets โ Reading โ My job โ My cat, Freddie โ Taking walks I dislike: โ The cold โ Slackers โ Smoking โ People who think they are all-powerful โ Having nothing to do Oh! I forgot to tell you: (I feel it only necessary, because all of my characters have the odd similarity of being parentless.) Both of my parents died in a car accident when I was nineteen years old. โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ Controlled by Tigerlvr_Bailey โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ Genevieve Marter โGenevieve or Gen (Jen)โ โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ ยคยธยธ.โขยดยฏ`โข.ยธโข..>>--ยป๏ผฆฮนัsั ๏ผนฯฯ
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โโ ๏ผซะธฯฯยซ--<<..โข.ยธยธโขยดยฏ`โข.ยธยธยค I've walked the earth this long: 21 I am a scientist specializing in: Anthropobiology (human bio), Ergology (effects of work on humans), Eschatology (death), Zymurgy (Brewing and Distilling Chemicals), and Zootechnics (breeding animals). I am a: Female My preference is: Boys You'll find I have a talent with: Typically a scalpel and occasionally acid if she can get her hands on some. I've been part of the program this long: For 16 years if you count her parents training. However, she has been working on her own for three years now. รรทยท.ยทยดยฏ`ยท)ยป๏ผฎฯฯ ๏ผดะฝั ๏ผฒัsัยซ(ยทยดยฏ`ยท.ยทรทร Story of my life: Genevieve was born and raised in the field of science. Her parents were scientists that worked for CI-HEP labs, so naturally they raised herto take an interest in their style of work. Since the age of five, Gen was made to do nothing but study. The basics at first of course; such as reading and writing. Then Biology of humans, like her mother, and Chemistry, like her father. Both helped with making and testing those strange chemical used on the creatures that CI-HEP concocted. So Gen grew up being home schooled by them, she was often taken to work to watch what they did in hopes to desensitize her while she was still young....their hopes might have turned out to well.
By the age of fifteen, Genevieve had already learned what her mother and father had done at the lab. It was interesting to her for a short while but it always seemed to lack a certain something to it. Her parents would test chemicals on the CI-HEP and compare the results to what would happen to normal humans.....To Gen, it wasn't enough. She had ventured out of her parents studies and began to do a little research of her own. She wanted to see what other science studies could quench her deep desire....at last she found it. A combination of Eschatology and Ergology. Otherwise known as torture....She enjoyed seeing how much she could push the disgusting vermin until they couldn't take it any longer or died. She also enjoyed the process of how making the breeding sequence of the creatures much more to her pleasure. The more pain they had, the more her heart raced and eyes sparkled. She will always be the first to volunteer to do do any job that involves inflicting pain onto something or someone else. Maybe it's wrong but she can't say she really gives a damn. The one thing her parents didn't teach her was morality.
Now Gen works alone in her department since her parents have recently retired. She really likes the solitude she gets when she's not being smothered by them. Here she can also get plenty of research done, since no one else around here has enough of a back bone or a set of testicles to do any of these gruesome jobs. She is free to try any new method that pops into her head, so long as she jots down weather the creatures are strong enough to endure it or not. The strong are kept and sent to the army and the weak obviously die by her tortures or are executed for lack of use. They don't need weaklings to breed more weaklings, so it's good to get rid of them. I like: โ Breaking bones. โ Blood. โ Tears and shrieks. โ Pushing others to their limit. โ Anything inhumane. I dislike: โ Weaklings dying fast. โ Lack of test subjects. โ Calling the creatures anything other then creatures/numbers. โ Having to stop in the middle of a study. โ Men without a set. Oh! I forgot to tell you: Genevieve may have a pretty face but obviously she isn't the easiest to get along with. So she hasn't had much of any intimate relationships. She is also stubborn on the males she take interest in. Her lover has to be able to stomach what she can. It's as simple as that....Lovers aside however, She can surprisingly be social and get along with her fellow researchers but even they don't want to be anywhere near her if she gets upset. โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ Controlled by Secret Temptress โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ Scott Heilsa โScott or Scottyโ โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ ยคยธยธ.โขยดยฏ`โข.ยธโข..>>--ยป๏ผฆฮนัsั ๏ผนฯฯ
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โโ ๏ผซะธฯฯยซ--<<..โข.ยธยธโขยดยฏ`โข.ยธยธยค I've walked the earth this long: 25 I am a scientist specializing in: Trophology (nutrition) , Traumatology (Wounds and their Effects), symptomatology (Symptoms of illness), and Radiology (X-rays and medical applications). I am a: Male My preference is: Girls You'll find I have a talent with: Medicines and Band aids. I've been part of the program this long: Four years. รรทยท.ยทยดยฏ`ยท)ยป๏ผฎฯฯ ๏ผดะฝั ๏ผฒัsัยซ(ยทยดยฏ`ยท.ยทรทร Story of my life: Scott was born and raised in your average and typical American family. He had a caring mother and father, a little sister, and a couple pets. He wasn't rich but his family lived very comfortably. Scott was always a very caring person even as a child. He would care for stray animals, or help those who got hurt. His parents would joke around and call him the family Doctor. Doctor Scott Heilas.... It had a very nice ring to it, and it got Scott thinking. He was seven when he decided he would become what every family wants one of their children to be. A doctor.
Scott grew up still caring for people and being sure to study as much as he could to become better at it. After Graduating high school, Scott attended college earning his Masters Degree in a short few years. By the age of twenty, Scott had went out to the war and try to care for those who were injured....war was terrible. So many injuries, deaths, illness.....it's much worse in person then what he was told about from others...He spent a year trying to cure the wounded and save as many lives as he could, which wasn't many with everything. Though Scott had soon be informed, for his work and intellect, about possibly recruiting him for an organization that was trying to create a new way to end the war.
Scott didn't need to hear anymore then that before saying yes. If he could help stop this he would do it without hesitating, and that's when he became a member of the CI-HEP staff. He cared for the CI-HEP's that were selected to live and breed, or live and fight. This job wasn't quite what he thought it would be...it was cruel what they did to the nearly human creations that they tested...He thought about quitting but soon decided against it, making sure to devote himself to trying to be the most civil one here to these people. Special abilities or not, they were all still living breathing creatures that deserve to be treated and spoken to like equals. I like: โ Helping others. โ All living creatures. โ Saving a life. โ Having a normal conversation with the CI-HEP's. โ Having others feel comfortable around him. I dislike: โ Crying. โ Serious injuries. โ The cruelties that exists in life. โ When he is feared. โ Having to let someone lose their life. Oh! I forgot to tell you: Scott will do as he is told but only to a degree. He refuses to be the one to cause deaths in this establishment. He may not be able to stop them, but he is determined not to cause them! โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ Controlled by Secret Temptress โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ Talbot Bertram โTalbotโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโยคยธยธ.โขยดยฏ`โข.ยธโข..>>--ยป๏ผฆฮนัsั ๏ผนฯฯ
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โโ ๏ผซะธฯฯยซ--<<..โข.ยธยธโขยดยฏ`โข.ยธยธยค I've walked the earth this long: 23 I am a scientist specializing in: Martial Arts, Weaponry, Torture, and more vague knowledge of a few science topics I am a: Male My preference is: Females You'll find I have a talent with: Electrified nightstick and torture machines I've been part of the program this long: Five years รรทยท.ยทยดยฏ`ยท)ยป๏ผฎฯฯ ๏ผดะฝั ๏ผฒัsัยซ(ยทยดยฏ`ยท.ยทรทร Story of my life: Talbot's family was from a little war-torn country that was beginning to go to extreme measures to try and win. They were taking all of the male children and training them from birth to be hardened killers. He was taught everything about physical combat, weaponry and torture. Once the war was over, Talbot was returned to his family, though they hated the way their son had been brought up.
They fled the country with Talbot and hoped to start a new life, but the training was too difficult to break. As soon as he turned eighteen he enlisted into the only life he knew. Given his considerable training and skills, he was assigned to the CI-HEP project to train their soldiers. He is skilled with just about any weapon, but the more pain they cause, the better. He was told to teach them everything he knew, so he teaches a lot of hand-to-hand combat and once his subjects pick a weapon, he teaches them how to master it. None of the ones he has taught have reached his level of expertise, but who can expect such unnatural beings to match someone who was nature's own creation. I like: โ Gen's work โ Killing โ Fighting โ Weapons โ Death I dislike: โ Unnatural beings โ Weak stomached workers โ Clueless imbeciles โ Vain, overconfident losers โ Gen being unhappy Oh! I forgot to tell you: Talbot is not someone people want to upset.โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ Controlled by Rogue Phoenix Fireโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 8:29 am
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 7:14 pm
โโโโโโโโ โฝ๐๐ฒ๐ ๐ฆ๐ซ๐ขโพ ๐๐ซ๐ก โผ ๐๐แงโ๐ โผ โโโโโโโโ
โยครท(`[ยค* *ยค]ยด)รทยคโ Lucine and Layla were in the city, looking for their government approved portion of food. It was barely enough to keep them strong and mostly healthy, but they weren't on the battlefield, so full strength was not a necessity. "This is bullshit. We shouldn't be half-starved in this little pit of a place. They should quit kidnapping people and torturing them too!" Lucine complained loudly, though not whining. She wanted the creeps who ran this show to hear her. They had to know what they were doing was wrong."How long do you think they'll keep her this time?" Layla asked, wondering about their older sister. She had been taken the night before and there was no telling how long she would be gone. Anywhere from a couple hours to a couple of weeks. There was never any notice, just people breaking into their home and snatching them right out of bed, accepting no complaints or resistance.โยครท(`[ยค* *ยค]ยด)รทยคโ
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Tigerlvr_Bailey Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 7:32 pm
Alice sat at her computer, checking codes, updating files, and beginning to fill out the massive amounts of paperwork she had stacked up for the day. She was afraid she might be unable to make it to the lab today, although she hoped she might find time to drop by before going home. Her lab work was always far more interesting than her computer work, but the computer work had to be done. She paused, sipping her coffee. โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ Kitten sat by the fence, staring out at the fast empty space washed in the grey light of morning. She sighed heavily. She pictured herself running across that large field. She knew it was her imagination, and not a vision, because the edges weren't fuzzy. She liked the clear thoughts much more than the fuzzy pictures that gave her headaches.
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 8:05 pm
But you see, it's not me, it's not my family. In your head, in your head they are fighting, With their tanks and their bombs, And their bombs and their guns. In your head, in your head, they are crying... cโฮฑฮนัั ะธฯ
ฮฑโฮฑ Claire struggled against her bonds, but with little success. She was strong, but not super strong. She was fast but not super fast. She had skills, but not much in way of usefulness unless it was against her own kind, which was pointless. She screamed in frustration as she got angrier, wishing there was something she could do, some way outside of this prison! "LET ME OUT!" she yelled. As much as she hated it, she knew that if she got too out of hand, they would knock her out, which she did not want to happen. She'd much rather being conscious to defenseless.  It's the same old theme since nineteen-sixteen. In your head, in your head they're still fighting, With their tanks and their bombs, And their bombs and their guns. In your head, in your head, they are dying...
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 8:08 pm
Portland, Maine: Vulcan arrives via small charter boat, he had stowed away from a port town in Nova Scotia, Canada. He swiftly exited the boat as to no be caught. "Hmph, I never thought I'd return here of my own free will." Vulcan examines the landscape, "This is surely the port I fled from... 25 years ago." Vulcan walks over to a bench to sit down. He looks up at the sky, dark clouds forming overhead, a storm was coming and soon. "I think it's time I pay a visit to my old home..." Vulcan gets up a proceeds to walk through Portland, avoiding contact with any of the civilians. Finally reaching the city limits, where the winding road stretches through the forest. "Hmph..." Vulcan begins to follow the stretch of road. CI-HEP Compound: "Alright, who are we examining today?" Lan looks through the window to see a woman strapped to a chair. "Ah, well if it isn't experiment 1453673; Claire Nuada. Excellent specimen." Lan cringed at the term specimen, he didn't feel that these CIs were any less human the he was... but it was his duty and his legacy, so he had to fight all feelings of remorse. "Begin with the usual tests; bone marrow extraction, spinal fluid, you know the drill." Lan turned around waving his wrist in a circular manner. He notices her struggling, "There's no use in struggling my dear!" He speaks through the intercom, "We'll be done shortly." He shuts off the intercom, "Carry on with the tests." He proceeds to pace as the tests occur and the samples analyzed. "I hate doing this... but I must finish my father's work..." He always reassured himself with these empty comments, hoping that he, himself would understand the reasons behind these cruel acts. Vulcan continues his trek beside the long, winding road. "It's further out than I remember..." He continues his hike... an hour later... "Ah, welcome home." Vulcan looks upon what was once his prison. "Accursed hell." He proceeds to walk around the building, looking for any obvious entrances, other than the apparent front doors. "Seems like security has tightened up..." Vulcan sighs, "I guess I'll have to try my best, again." Vulcan looks at the towering compound. This time feelings of hatred came flooding back. Lan's watch lights up, signalling that unauthorized personal are on the premise. "Hmmm, interesting, some poor fool must've wondered his way here." He sighs, he wanted to refrain from violent action but it was the only way. Most people would just come wondering back even after warnings and threats. "Keep the tests running, I'm going to deal with this trespasser personally." Lan walks out of the room and down the hall.
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