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This roleplay has a plot that revolves around superhuman abilities. Its physics will be based in the non-fiction world, but also have ties to the fictional due to its content. Understand that I tolerate no godmodding or dumbassity, and we'll get along just fine!

[>] Free form RP
[>] Write coherently, or face the risk of running comprehension problems.
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[>] Give us a few posts we can work with if we haven't yet.
[>] Abilities will have restraints. I don't ask for them in the profile sheet, and I don't want to add a section for it if I don't have to.
[>] Make it interesting and have fun! ^__^

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A huge meteor shower fell upon the earth one decade ago, covering the vast majority of America and creating what is known today as "The Aed." The Aed are people that were in some way affected by the meteor storm, and were granted - or cursed with - superhuman abilities. Some Aed use their abilities for fun, others simply to survive, and others still who use their powers against other people - non-Aed or otherwise.
As strange as this is, the elements of the meteor are drawn to become one... all Aed are drawn together in the vicinity of New York City, NY, USA. Their gathering, although less obvious than written here, is noticed; some people are aware of their coming, and though they have different intentions, it does not bode well for our Aed.

*Note that I only chose NYC because it seems to be a common location. "Everyone's been."
*The shower hit America, but who said visiting bodies didn't get hit? C'mon, that's a pretty freakin' huge storm to begin with.

Since my sanity tends to run out quickly, the location is more of a city derivative of New York.

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[>] I'm generally a nice person. Follow the rules and we'll get along fine.
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[>] Post with a respectable demonstration of English grammar.
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[>] Understand the proper etiquette of roleplaying. Take turns, be patient. Inform the rest of us if you have a problem posting.
[>] Follow ToS, Gaia Rules & Guidelines, forum stickies, etiquette, etc.
[>] I can reject characters if they don't fit my standards. What are my standards? No generic/overpowered/typical characters if you can help it.
[>] I'll accept just about anyone, especially if they write intelligently outside of roleplaying.
[>] If I don't accept you, it could be for a number of reasons. Don't cry over it; there are plenty of roleplays in this sea of data.

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PM All character profiles to me. Please title them [Aed]. You may have more than one character, but please use them all the same.

[b]Username:[/b]
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[>] Abilities: few = strong or many = weak. Balance, my friends. Balance.
[>]***REGARDING PSYCHOLOGICAL ABILITIES: They will ultimately be limited. I cannot have a telepath running around who can throw thoughts and projections willy-nilly at other characters, nor can I have someone who can manipulate minds. Forget that the Aed can potentially resist each other's abilities; it's hard to tolerate excessive misuse, and yes, I'm irritated easily.***
[>] Having super hearing and the appearance change of bigger ears is acceptable. Being an elf isn't. And no elf ceremonies.
[>] Appearances may be description or picture. Link pictures.
[>] Histories have to tell how the character came to have their powers and where they were previous to being in NYC, if they weren't already there to begin with. No short stories. I care for them naught. Summaries are good.

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Accepted profiles by username. Most recent at the bottom.
Lack-color profiles are idle. Stricken characters are abandoned (if it wasn't obvious).

Ryu teh Ryu
Name: Malakai (Kai) Spiro
Age: 15
Abilities: Shapeshifting
Appearance: Morph!
Brief History: Kai came to NYC with his brother soon after the meteors fell. It seemed to be fate that carried them there after what terrors befell their family. Kai never knew that his brother was saving him from something bigger and more frightening than what was to come. It happened that only a few years after, Kai was separated from his brother, who moved back home to Ohio. Even though home was relatively close, Kai found no way to escape NYC, and was presumed dead. Fate found him in the hands of the Agency, giving him the nightmarish experience he now has in dealing with them.
Personality: Lighthearted and innocent, Kai acts like a child whenever he isn't confronted by people. People make him nervous, but understanding people can bring out the mature side of him. He has a hard time growing fond of his maturity solely because he is so different. If people prove to him that they care about him, he can become attached to them quite easily.
Other: Kai can only shapeshift as long as his energy holds out, meaning, he can only perform the action with an appropriate amount of metabolized foodstuffs. He does not use up energy when in any form, so he can keep a form infinitely. Depending on what creature he becomes, he uses up energy at different rates during the shift, but replenishes it by consuming food. It naturally falls that thievery and begging are his only resource due to his lack of money.

Name: "Ishiin" Carter Eriksson
Age: 19
Abilities: Absorbs and expends electrical current
Appearance: zzzZAP!
Brief History: A native of the Appalachian Mountains, Ishiin grew up in a quaint little town and was home schooled by his parents who were both university instructors. Needless to say, he was quite the educated little stinker - and by stinker, he wasn't a goody-goody nose-in-book boy. He ran away from home after the meteors hit, hoping that people would think that he got hit by one... but in any case, he fled to New York and immediately began wreaking havoc for more reasons than one, wracking up the points on his criminal record.
Personality: Ishiin is a clever, sneaky, turmoil-causing man - or boy, in some perspectives - that just won't quit. He hates sitting still, and loves destruction. Paradoxically he also loves to build things, and interestingly enough, he doesn't take much pride in uber destruction. For as much criminal activity as he does, he also avoids publicity like the plague. Basically... he's cold, but thoughtful.
Other: Ishiin is very knowledgeable in the mechanical world. In fact, he built this armor body for himself that moves similar to a feline and is about the height of a compact car. It's implied that he powers it with his own energy, be it from his ability or actual physical movements. He is also cursed with a biomechanical right leg, the parts of which cover damage as far up as his waist. The other devices on his body are a hard-wired radio and a rigged transmitter device.

Name: Arcan Fierd
Age: 27
Abilities: Superhuman Senses
Appearance: [DECEPTION]
Brief History: Arcan keeps things simple - he hides the truth. He's a master of secrets and espionage, and has yet to be rivaled by anyone. His face is masked to remind him of his purpose: to hunt, spy, and assassinate when hired. This life style was studied from the moment he could hold his own with a knife, and was made more challenging when he was affected by the meteor shower. The Agency found him at about age 20, when they hired him to hunt another Aed. His work has taken him to New York City, where it is evident all Aed are gathering.
Personality: Arcan makes emotional ties to nothing and no one, having learned that such things were unnecessary to deal death to the weak. This is not to say he has no moral value however; he would kindly lay down any enemy of a trustworthy man if it meant a challenge for himself. Intelligent he may be, but also quite simple, and sadly... easily manipulated, given the right circumstances. One would do well not to risk crossing him, as his growing reputation speaks for itself.
Other: His super senses include everything; heightened hearing, sight, smell, touch. His sense of touch grants him quicker reflexes, whereas his sense of smell simply grants him grief. He may also have heightened taste buds, as no one has ever seen him eat or drink much save for completely natural, base foods and rice wine. Arcan is also quite flexible, able to hoist himself to high places in little time and with little effort. He attacks to kill.

Ayanami_Elena
Name: Jess
Age: 20
Abilities: Able to "step-sideways," meaning she can travel into the dimension next to the material plane, disappearing from site and reappearing elsewhere. Similar effects as to Nightcrawler, but without the visual and audible signs. She can also store things in the parallel dimension, called her "Dimensional Pocket."
Appearance: Standing at about 5'2" tall, Jess is pretty average looking. Her shoulder-length brown hair is usually pulled back in a messy ponytail, revealing her green eyes and soft smile. Her usual outfit is a pair of black pants and a green and black striped shirt.
Brief History: Jess was raised in an Atlanta orphanage where she was always pulling jokes. One of those jokes went too far one day and the orphanage kicked her out. Since then she has lived off the wealth of others, through pickpocketing, cons, and other thievery. With such a free lifestyle, Jess has traveled the country. This resulted in her presence at the meteor shower and her recent arrival in the Big Apple.
Personality: Highly charismatic and able to blend in with a crowd. She likes to observe people and pull the occasional prank.
Other: While she has a good grasp on her power, occasionally she is unable to pass through "the Veil" during the day and sometimes she cannot exit at certain points.

Name: Will
Age: 25
Abilities: Will is able to see people's auras. This allows him to know who has an ability or is an Aed. He can also amplify or nullify others' powers, but only when they are in his presence.
Appearance: Will is tall and lanky, standing at 6'1". His hair, which is usually a mess, is dark brown with golden tips. His eyes are green with brown and gold rims that match his nondescript wardrobe of a brown tee-shirt and blue jeans.
Brief History: Will moved the New York five years ago with his little sister, Sallie. They both got caught in the meteor shower and weeks later Will began to see the shimmering colors that radiated from everyone around him. After going to his doctor, who was also just hired by the agency, Will and his sister were abducted. After a trial of questioning, Will's kidnappers (working under the pretense of national security) made a proposal. He would work for the Agency, hunting and finding Aeds or he would never see his sister again. And so, Will began his work as a Bloodhound for the Agency.
Personality: Once a lover of life, since his abduction, Will has become more withdrawn and distant. However, he is also cunning and charming, which helps him get close to other Aeds to verify their status.
Other: Will's position is monitored by a large metal anklet, hidden beneath his pants.

Name: Libitina "Libi" Rom
Age: 21
Abilities: Libi is able to transfer life energy. This can be from herself to someone else, healing the other person of any damage (and some illnesses); or she can take someone's else life force, healing herself and possibly killing the other person. Libi can also sense life forces, and while she does not know what an Aed is, she knows that some people's life forces are more potent than others.
Appearance: Libi has pale skin, dark silver eyes and black lustrous hair that falls at her shoulders. She stands at about 6'1" and wears dark clothes, usually paired with a black cloak.
Brief History: Libi was born into a world of chaos; Her mother was an junkie and her father was abusive. It wasn't until age 14, she was freed from it; her father was murdered while her mother sleep duped up in the next room. The police found her later covered in blood, outside in the bushes. The murderer was never found, but Libi was subjected to a series of psychiatric visits: they diagnosed her schizophrenic. However, Libi knows that she is not crazy, she has the reincarnation of the Roman goddess, Libitina, in her mind.
Personality: Libi is usually pretty shy and kind. She can and will apologize for about anything. However, she is quick to anger, especially against those who hurt others; this is fueled by her past and the Goddess.
Other: Libi was the one who murdered her father, at the suggestion of the Goddess. Why she was not charged or found out is unknown to her. Since the meter shower, Libi has killed other people who were murderers, child abusers, etc. (Think the t.v. show Dexter.)

Koneko Suya-Suya
Name:Elaina Zekiel
Age: 20
Abilities: Power over Ice.
Appearance: [Frosted]
Brief History: When Elaina was young, her parents divorced and her dad left Massachusetts for New York. 4 Months after her 14th birthday, her mother died of cancer and she was sent to live with her father. Her father was very kind and tried to spoil her whenever possible. Now her father is often away on business trips and hardly ever has time for Elaina.
Personality: Despite her tomboyish looks and tough girl air that she seems to exude, she is actually a very caring and motherly individual. She is one who will dote over children younger than her and worry over people she's just met. However she is no pushover, as she will stand up for what she believes in and even fight for it.
Other: She can control the temperature around her to make it colder so she can make ice. Her fogged breath can also be turned to ice crystals. She cannot make it warmer, it warms up to the temperature it was before naturally.
Elaina's favorite pass times are cooking, singing and walking. You can often find her walking through the parks in New York, humming to herself.
She keeps a small bottle of water strung around her hips with a piece of leather. At the bottom of the bottle is a little good-luck charm she got from her mother before she passed away.(It's a little yellow star)

Name: Mist
Age: 2 years in cat years, 24 in human years
Abilities: Shapeshifting into a human and back into her original cat form (A steel blue coated cat)
Appearance: [Cat And Mouse]
Brief History: Mist was the usual lazy farm cat, chasing mice, taunting farm animals and enjoying long naps in the sun. She was bored of this life and often considered running away, but how could a cat survive in such a big world? Well that's what she thought until the meteor shower, which hit in the middle of the open field on her farm. Mist gained the strange ability to change into a human! Now she could do whatever she wanted, and so she did! She headed to New York, with a mischievous grin painted on her lips.
Personality: Mist is like most cats, mischievous, curious, always getting into and looking for trouble while thinking they are the center of attention. She will often tease and play with people, thinking it all just a big game.
Other: Mist is prone to cat-like tendencies, like sometimes chasing shiny objects and having a weakness for being scratched under the chin and behind the ears.

Kawari Taizu
Name: Sydney (Syd) Johanson
Age: 17
Abilities: Wings grow from her arms (not her back, mind you), and has raptor vision
Appearance: I’m a girl, mind you
Brief History: Sydney used to live in Nevada, training herself and raising money to go to Scotland, for the reason of free-running, or parkour. She loved the sport, and had a group of friends that she did it with. They jumped from rooftop to rooftop, whooping and howling and making noise. When the meteors came one night when they were out running, playing one of their versions of tag, they caught sight, and ran to the sights. They all don’t remember much after that.
The next day, they were out running, and Syd was chasing after them. Taking one jump from a roof, she missed, falling from a height of 5 stories. They all thought she was dead, until wings burst from her arms. She yelled in delight and soared through the skies from then on. Soon, though, she left her hometown (after getting the hang of flying) with a backpack full of food (for her newfound metabolism) and set off towards New York from some unseen force.
Personality: Outgoing, talkative, and energetic. Sydney is one of those girls who will annoy you until she gets her way, but most of the time her way is something stupid and not so important.
Other: Sydney’s a traceuses, also known as a free runner or, to some people, a daredevil. She has a huge appetite and burns a lot of energy with flying, which is why she needs to eat a lot. She needs about 5,000 or more calories a day.

Name: Zes Gemman
Alias: Jim
Age: 25
Abilities: I have a highly developed sense of irony, ne?
Appearance: State of Mind
Brief History: Zes was born in London in a high classed family, per say. His father worked as some political higher up and his mother was a stay at home mom. He was home schooled and turned out to be quite the gentleman.
Well, about to be on his way back home from graduating an advanced college where he studied weaponry, Zes got a call saying his mother was in a house fire and burned so bad, her body was unresponsive for days until she finally died. The cause of the fire was unknown, but Zes knew, for sure, it was those cursed Aed. Immediately, he began on a project to make special weapons to destroy these people and purify the planet of them, to get his revenge on them for his dear mother’s death.
Personality: He’s a sort of comical homicidal person. He’ll laugh at jokes about death; also makes some whenever he’s got his prey cornered. This laugh, though, makes him sound much like, well, a person destined for the insane asylum. He isn’t insane, though, as many people would think, but a very intelligent man who can get the job done. And whats not to love with a job where you can make a few laughs, ne?
Other: His weapons: Hand gun, Taser, Sniper

Name: Evvie Nicholson
Age: 17
Abilities: Shapeshifting, but only into a saluki, but more mangy, for she has been living on the streets.
Appearance: This is me
Brief History: Moving from Breckenshire, England, Evvie and her family made their new home in some middle-of-nowhere town named Hull, Michigan. It was just a little farming community, living off of what they needed and whatnot, but Evvie was never satisfied. This place stunk of dust and cow patties that seemed to perpetually litter every surface (Once, she even saw one in the local market).
After the meteors, everything changed. All of the people in this town found some of themselves, and the rare visitor, bearing certain… powers. Being farmers and heavy God-fearing people, the ‘normies’ took it upon themselves to be rid of the ‘muties’. Evvie found out that she was one of these ‘muties’ and took the liberty to haul her butt out of there. Her butt had taken her to the Big Apple, where she searches for a job daily and sleeps wherever she can find shelter.
Personality: Evvie is a quiet, graceful person. Her soft disposition keeps down most of the anger she has inside, something that only wells up on a rare occasion and extenuating circumstances occur. She is soft spoken and gentle, and likes to find the better in a person. Well, unless that person points a gun at her. She prefers to take flight, and not fight. Fighting just isn’t her thing. If she can, she tries to help people as much as possible.
Other: None as of yet

Art Shudium
Name: Aaron Wolfrum
Age: 23
Abilities: Electrical Manipulation - Can control electricity through any electrical source, redirecting it at his whim.
Appearance: Thunder God
Brief History: Aaron left his home in Illinois to visit the states, happening to arrive in New York just in time for the meteor crash. Interested in what would be come of it, he decided to extend his stay longer than usual and as it came about, he found himself having trouble reducing his static electricity. This problem evolved into his inability to use anything electric and after a few trial and many error, he found that he had aquired some sort of ability to manipulate electricity. Not sure what he should do with himself, he continued to hotel hop around New York - trying to find out what he could about this meteor..
Personality: Keeps to himself, often coming off as anti-social. Enjoys the company of people that manage to bring him out of his shell and befriend him.
Other:

Sickofdao
Name: Leo Ico
Age: 28
Abilities: Superhuman Speed and Strength
Appearance: image
Brief History: An excelling athlete, before the crash he always pushed the limit with his body. He dropped out of high school, took and completed the GED , and attempted to become the ultimate athlete that he always wanted to become but never devoted the time to. Due to exhausting and unwisely intense training, he damaged his body and failed to make it to the Olympics. On a day, drunk and despairing about his own failures to become, the meteor crash came. He survived the crash and ironically, became what he had always wanted - a superhuman athlete.
Personality:He is completely engrossed in an obsession with his own body's capabilities. Relishing taking his body to even more heights, he spends much of his time testing his abilities and thinks of little else. The growth in power has only multiplied his greed.
Other: Since the prospects of Olympics have sort of shrunk, Leo has begun to search for other physically gifted people for the purpose of competition and out of curiosity to see if he was the only one affected by the crash in a positive way.

DeathsGrudge
Name:Rift Emanrus
Age: 18
Abilities: Lycanthropy
Appearance:Regular, Beasty
Brief History:Rift came to NYC and had been staying for a vacation when the meteors struck, his family was killed and he miraculously survived, rising from the ashes and rubble of the building he had been staying in. He had felt strange for a while afterward, his senses seemed to heighten, his vision was sharper, as was his sense of smell, and he could hear from distances he had never been able to before. He once cut himself on a piece of glass and by the time he had gotten tissues to clean it up, the wound was gone. Then one night, he had been walking down an alley in NYC and some thugs cornered him, they beat him, and at the peak of his anger, Rift exploded into a giant figure half man, half wolf. He ripped the men to shreds and reverted back to normal, once he had calmed down, in shock at what had happened.
Personality: He's a quiet, contemplative, and analytical character. He tends to stay alone, so that he might not hurt anyone if he goes into a frenzy. He feels he is an outcast and tries to distance himself, though he longs for companionship.
Other: He is not forced to transform. He is not bound to the moon as many myths state he only transforms when he chooses, or if his stress level reaches a peak.

YinWolf
Name: Odhrán O’Byrne
Age: 18
Abilities: He can manipulate the air around him. As long as he is well fed and rested he can manipulate the air into gale force winds and lift about two tons in weight give or take.
Appearance: Gentle Breeze
Brief History: Odhrán traveled to New York with his sister and mother at the age of four. After living in New York City for two years in the slums, he discovered that he had a horrible knack for getting into trouble wherever he went. Odhrán enjoyed going to any park he could whenever he had the free time, preferring the silence of nature to his classmates. When he was fourteen, a year after his mother died, he got into a fight at school and realized that he was capable of manipulating air and told his older sister.
Personality: Odhrán is shy and enjoys the company of animals and nature to people. He is a carefree individual who likes to enjoy the world around him and take in its beauty.
Other: He enjoys reading and does it often on breaks. He normally reads graphic novels or science-fiction novels.

YangTiger
Name: Alex O’Byrne
Age: 23
Abilities: None
Appearance: At an average height of five feet and three inches, Alex is a young woman with long white hair and sea green eyes. She prefers to wear a light blue collared shirt over a long sleeve black skin tight shirt. She wears cargo pants with a pair of combat boots and a studded belt.
Brief History: After her father died when she was nine, her mother took her brother and herself to New York in hopes of having a better life. After a couple years of her brother getting into trouble her mother asked her to watch him and make sure he stayed safe. When she turned eighteen her mother died and she filed for guardianship so her little brother would not have to go into foster care. A year later, after her brother told her of his powers, she dropped out of college and joined the Agency in hopes of keeping him out of danger.
Personality: Alex is bold and analyzes every situation she or her brother gets into before she acts. She enjoys the comfort of nature and the safety it supplies to her brother.
Other: She took self-defense classes after her mother told her to protect her little brother and left the classes after earning a black-belt.

Art Shudium
Name:Xavier Lucas
Age: 25
Abilities: ----
Appearance: Ghost
Brief History: "There's not much to say when it comes to who I am. Xavier Lucas, twenty-five years young. Can't say that I'm not enjoying my time here in New York, I've always been a fiend for the north - love the cold. Anyway, I kept my peace here for the first few years I lived here. Nice place.. but the people can be kind of pushy. I ended up in this agency, didn't have an idea what they were talking about when they started calling me an Aed. Something about they found me demostrating 'signs of supernatural ability explicit to the particular group'. Haha, all I was doing was stacking toothpicks, albeit vertically.. - it's a little hobby of mine whenever I have a quiet evening. So here I am, in the agency, hunting down Aed - kind of sad really, I don't have anything personally against them.. but I needed the work and business is business."
Personality: Very calm and collected. Thinks before acting, yet comes off aloof at times with his carefree nature. Kind-hearted and courteous, but does his job and does it well.
Other: Has extraoridinary percision ability, whether it's hitting a target with a bullet or weaving a scarf.

Malik Vondrack
Name: Victor Markov Aladeas
Age: 29
Abilities: Victor has the ability to absorb and coat his body in a layer of any non-organic solid material he is touching. While coated in this layer his body takes on the strengths, durability and natural properties of the substance while maintaining his skins normal elastic flexibility. He can fuse with and travel through sources of the same material he is coated with as well as produce, bladed weapons, shields and other simple constructs from the material and even expel shards from his body at high velocity. He at will can drop a layer, reverting to his original form. This coating seems to act as a protective shield against other Aed as other Aed have noted that Victor seems to vanish slightly, his life force and aura seeming to vanish beneath his coating. Aed who could sense his presence suddenly find that without direct line of sight they can not find him and Aed who can read minds suddenly find they can not read his thoughts once his coating is settled in place. This seems to effect only Aed abilities that work by sensing things about Victor. Other Aed abilities seem to effect him as normal so it could be reasoned that this is some kind of anti-Aed cloaking as if Victor is attempting to hide from them.
Appearance: Victor Markov Aladeas
Brief History: A high ranking Ceo of several dummy companies and president of Aladeas Enterprises, a mega cooperation that publicly is studying the meteor fragments and their by-product the Aed. It is believed that Aladeas Enterprises will discover a cure soon. Many would be frightened individuals displaying Aed abilities have flocked to the company which in turn does its best to provide them with a safe haven while the search for a cure is under way

Secretly however Aladeas Enterprises is conducting experiments with military funding to produce Aed super soldiers, Anti-Aed weaponry to level the playing field and Aed detection equipment. Through a dummy shadow cooperation Aladeas Enterprises funds the 'Agency' which hunts and captures other Aeds. Captured Aed are shipped to facilities across the country where experiments to isolate and then duplicate their abilities in other subjects are preformed.

Victor himself was never in the Meter Shower, rather instead his abilities came as a second generation by-product of experimentation and controlled alteration of effects upon himself. Thus far he has been the only successful graft of Aed ability onto another test subject and has kept his own experiment a secret by code naming his files and everything pertaining to himself as 'Subject Adam'. While others at the company study the data he provides about this 'Adam' none are the wiser that Victor himself is Adam.

Victor meanwhile has begun to set into motion plans of his own and begun his own round of secret experimentation with only his most trusted inner circle privy to the details.
Personality: Charming, charismatic, intelligent, resourceful and cunning in a predatory way, Victor has no whelms about exploiting other to his own ends. He has a ruthless no prisoners, straight for the throat business sense that has earned him the nickname 'The Black Wolf Of Wall Street' He rarely shows distress, maintaining a seemingly constant detached cool level-headed-ness. He's fond of well thought out complex plans and traps.

Whenever confronted, Victor is casual and uncaring feeling he doesn't have to explain himself to others, in general taking on a pleasant polite tone that if one listens too carefully they will discover he is belittling and berating them.

In public he is Charming, charismatic and intelligent, fond of the ladies and known for his seemingly relentless habit to shower them with gifts until they agree to a date. He is known as a deeply caring and generous man, donating millions to causes, funds and charities across the world. He appears to be a very kind, well-respected man and is looked up to by many. However, this was just a mask to disguise his manipulative and very dangerous nature. In truth, he cares very little for anyone, and is willing to use almost everyone around him as pawns in his twisted game of chess. He is unaffected by any form of morals or ethics as he views them as mere restrictions on his potential. He is, therefore, willing to stop at nothing to further his selfish ambitions, including manipulating or killing anyone if he deems it to be necessary.

A rather interesting twist to his personality is his seemingly child like love of the game Marbles. He carries a bag of them around with him everywhere he goes and has a habit of suddenly drawing a shooting circle and inviting others to play, even in the middle of a business meeting.
Other: Victor can not absorb any organic material nor can he absorb energy sources, liquid or gaseous substances. He must touch a material before absorbing it and must be touching the same material to fuse with and move through it. This touch seems to work off closeness rather then physical contact as Victor has displayed absorbing substances even while wearing gloves. Victor carries with him marble sized orbs of various materials in a pouch he calls his Marble pouch and is fond of rolling them in the palm of his hand like Chinese stress balls.

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Once you take a step toward oblivion
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One moon shining full, the birds chirping each other to sleep...

It was another lonely night for Kai, having ended another day of thieving and stealing to stay alive. The only way he could think to live in a city like New York without bumming around was to steal his food from others, but it didn't make him happy. No, he was much too kind to steal from those who make it so easy, but stealing from those who deserve to be stolen from is a different matter. In fact, it was starting to look like a paying job would serve him best - but how would he explain his situation to anyone? He couldn't well admit that he had no house or apartment to stay in, or that he had been living without parents, and that he ran from foster care and was actually wanted for that among other things...

How have I made it so far, only to get nowhere? He walked slowly past a bakery, now closed for the evening, to smell nothing sweet in the air, and see only pesky mice scurrying around the base of the building, searching for crumbs in the dark. Kai would have to hurry back to the park before he couldn't see in the dark either, the form of a cairn terrier not built to have night vision like that of a cat or owl. Dogs were just easier to give food to, in his opinion, otherwise he would try something with a knack for hunting in big cities.

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Jess covered her nose with her long sleeves as a smell that could only be described as a mixture of mothballs, urine, and popcorn filled the air. Jess could not determine the origin of the foul odor, but the bus she was riding on was filled every sort of people: average looking families, more average looking vagabonds, and a small array of not so average looking outcast runaways. Jess shifted in her seat, her small backpack between her feet. What is that... oh, look at those buildings!" Jess thought as the New York skyline came in to view. She had traveled up from West Virgina. Like most the past years of her life, she just felt a pull to New York. But unlike the other pulls, this one was more tangible.

"Okay folks, twenty more minutes and then we will be at our destination: Central Park, New York City" the driver announced over the loud speaker.

Jess let out a smile and began to rearrange her belongings.

And, just as promised, after twenty minutes the bus came to a halt at one of the Central Park bus stops. Jess pulled her backpack over her shoulder and shuffles out of the folded doors. Even though the sun had set, the city was buzzing. "Oh, this is going to be great. The city is ripe with food and people too busy to keep check of their pockets. Now, time to find some place to sleep." Jess thought as she walked down the street humming. When she pasted under a shadow, she reached into her pocket and pulled out a wrapped sandwich still hot from the buses previous stop. "Got to love dimensional pockets.

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Will shook his thoughts from his head as he grabbed a towel and dabbed his face. He dropped it on the sink and then made his way to the door of his small room. He grabbed his jacket as he walked out and into the shockingly white, sterile hallway. He made his way to the exit, having to scan his issued identification card at several doorways. Finally, Will made his way out of the inconspicuous back exit to his home and one of the many branches of the secret organization known only as "The Agency".

"One more night of hunting." Will's ability to see allowed him to also identify those with abilities and powers; and those were the people the Agency was interested in. Pulling on his jacket, Will slipped out of the alleyway and into the busy sidewalk of New York, looking and studying people's auras.

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____ Living alone like she had, she often took walks like these to give herself something to do to get away from the empty building. It always made her miss when her father was home for her and when her mother was alive... Elaina shook her head as if to shake the bad thoughts out. She sighed deeply as she looked into the empty window of the bakery. She smiled at her reflection and said out loud, "Perhaps I'll treat myself to a cinnamon roll tomorrow..."

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Central Park. Home to the homeless. A maze of various vegetation and preened beauty to those who only visit it. never would this place look the same between visitors and inhabitants, yet... the sweet aroma of the trees and flowers in the nighttime air always refreshed Ishiin. It was the scent of an untainted day, finishing to let forth the morrow, where he would only further his hunting.

There was a small pond which was shrouded by trees and varying bushes and shrubs, where he made home with the ducks and swallows - amongst other creatures. He doubted anyone knew of where he lived, and was glad he had never been found there, for he was wanted most credulously by all formal bodies in the city, perhaps going even further outside its borders to the state, or nation. Nevertheless, he had his own alcove where he kept his armor hidden from others, and spent his nights wrestling with sleep as his mind turned, laying mostly relaxed under the trees.

The time is almost come, he thought to himself, fondling a leaf between his thumb and index finger. The Agency is getting ready to fall, as it were. I will continue my own preparations tomorrow. He laid beside a twiggy bush and rested his head in his free hand, setting the leaf down. He then grabbed a thick bed sheet from behind him to cover himself with, that was decorated in juvenile leaf camouflage, and closed his eyes to sleep.

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"Don't mind me, I'm just a wandering puppy."


One hand grasping her shoulder bag and the other in her pant pocket, a particularly grungy looking teen walked along the sidewalk of Central Park, her usual home for the night, along with many others. Inside of her bag were stolen newspapers with places with a job on them and food that she was given. She didn't like to steal things, but she occasionally was forced to in order to survive (considering killing pigeons was out of the question. Who knew what they ate, and killing things was just... mean, to say in the least). Her auburn mop of hair hung in her eyes that watched as day began to turn to night and lights began to flood the street to make their own sunlight. So much went on here that it often gave her a headache.

Oh! A name! The name of this girl mindlessly walking around the streets (or that's what it looked like) was Evvie. Evvie Nicholson. She was new to this place, only been here a few weeks, but she knew how to do things around here. Not as well as she'd like to know them, but she knew them nonetheless. Evvie could now sleep through the commotion, find food in the backs of stores that hadn't yet been infested by maggots yet, and was trying to find a place to work in order to restock her already dwindling money supply. Now, with only a few bills left, she was saving up all she had left for some sort of emergency. But, what she hadn't found out yet, was a safe time and place to shift. Lately, the urge to shift became stronger and stronger. She could feel the graceful, lean dog inside of her help her through the day in various tasks like finding food and watching for speeding cars.

But, for now, all Evvie wanted was a nice place to sit or a decent meal to eat.


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