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 Posted: Sat Dec 26, 2009 5:40 pm
[Introduction] "There is no such thing as death, only a sleeping eternity." It is the year 497 CE on Earth's sister planet Terrato -a place where human greed and advancements in science have yet to sap the planet of its life. Earth has long been classified as uninhabitable with the legacy of the human race dead beneath the rubble that now lies under the poison atmosphere. The citizens of Terrato had been closely documenting the history of their Earth-human counterparts and have, in return, vowed never to make the same mistakes they had. And after the destruction of Earth, in the light of their own successes, the Temen (for the human-like residents of Terrato detested being affiliated with their weaker cousins) rejoiced.
A new era had begun on Terrato, focussing on the further development of their fast growing society. The Temen excelled in all areas where humans had faltered. Within 800 years since their birth, their society had already surpassed the humans'. The Temen searched, with renewed vigor, for perfection.
Experimentation led to Temens with higher intelligence, stronger bodies, and longer lives. But of course, even the Temens were incapable of achieving "perfection."
Soon after the Advanced Temens were allowed to breed outside of the labs, a new subspecies developed. They were called "Naturals" for their abilities came not from the Temens' manipulation, but from Terrato herself.
Many speculated that the Naturals' power surfaced because Terrato was unhappy with the "Unnatural" interferrence the Advanced Temens created. An underground war was bound to happen.
And happen it did. [Introduction] | [Setting] | [Rules] | [Announcements] | [Classifications + Organizations + Alignment] | [Terrato Citizen Database] [Updated 03.10.10]
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Posted: Sat Dec 26, 2009 6:20 pm
[Setting] With the expanding population of many of Terrato's capitals, the ruling board of council members has finally decided to put pen to paper and draw up a plan for a new city. It would be cleaner, more efficient, better than anything they had created thus far. No past mistake would be repeated. No old flaw would be present. Such was the way that Temens operated.
While the future inhabitants of this new city could be moderated, there would always be the threat of an infection -an infiltration of those who would otherwise not exist there. And like all past cases, where the Advanced Temens (Temenads) and their science buddies went, the Naturals (Temenaes) soon followed. Even with their technology, social excellence, and military power, no government could deny this fact.
Brilliant. Stunning. Elegant. Fast. These were all words to describe the city built upon solid stone in the wide valley. One face backed by a large mountain range, the other three sides covered by a wide expanse of dense foliage, the city doubled as a stronghold. Yet in all its military glory, the city expended its energy in building up an unrefutable reputation in the scholarly arts. At every corner would stand an architectural marvel and every road would lead to an intellectual center. This would be a milestone in the unending process of enlightenment.
Weeks passed. Then months. The people were getting restless, for in the hyper-accelerated world of the Temens, even a day seemed wasted if nothing new was discovered. Many were eager to start life anew in a fresh city, to make their mark on untouched property.
And then the day finally came when it was announced:
Wyonix is Open![Places of Interest] Wyonix Underground Headquaters - Accessible by seven entrances, each guarded by something different. It is the vast, mostly empty, underground cavern Michael has decided to use to conduct formal Aota business requiring face to face contact. It will also be a storage area for equipment. FIRST ENTRANCE: Anabel Library
SECOND ENTRANCE: Phase Bar and Night Club
THIRD ENTRANCE: ???
FOURTH ENTRANCE: The Viceroy's Palace
FIFTH ENTRANCE: Obsidian Lock by the River Onix
SIXTH ENTRANCE: ???
SEVENTH ENTRANCE: ??? Atticus-Synfire - Wyonix's center of commerce and politics. The name applies to every building under GoT control and / or GoT contract. Though for ease of purpose, the citizens apply the name to the area surrounding City Hall, which coincidently is where the majority of GoT operations happen.
┘Utilizing hundreds of new facilities and technologies, Wyonix is expected to lead in science for the next decade.┌
Between Corner Grim and Lady Value (Apple Run) - The closest thing to a red-light district in Wyonix. The strip of land is home to dozens of privately owned stores selling less than legal goods and services.
┘Aota has set up vendors in this area to sell their drug that counteracts the "illness" that plagues Naturals.┌
Concordian Amphitheatre - Largest amphitheatre west of the Circle of Capitals, it boasts a seating capacity of 87,000 and a public capacity topping at 120,000. Built into the slope of a mountain, it overlooks the entire city of Wyonix.
┘This is the city's main venue for sports, including the Death Games.┌
The Hanging Gardens of Lucille Leicester - Running adjacent of the Concordian Amphitheatre is the vast labyrinth of exotic flora, made possible by extensive genetic modification. Complete with dozens of water implements, including three grand waterfalls drilled into mountain sides, The Gardens are the perfect getaway and the perfect place to get lost. Capitalizing on this, Lady Lucille (the stupidly rich owner and designer of The Gardens) plans to construct a resort or two as well as lease out portions of her land to the Amphitheatre for use in their games. [Introduction] | [Setting] | [Rules] | [Announcements] | [Classifications + Organizations + Alignment] | [Terrato Citizen Database] [Updated 04.26.10]
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Cassandra Voorhees Captain
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Cassandra Voorhees Captain
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Posted: Sat Dec 26, 2009 7:00 pm
[Rules] Nothing too strange or unusual here; just the stuff you’d normally see in most sane and orderly RPs. I have a few of my own rules and expectations that I intend to enforce, so be careful in reading this. ONE
Possibly the most fundamental law in these forums: Follow the Gaia ToS. TWOThis is a semi literate+ RP –meaning no one line posts. Try to imagine this as a novel; paragraphs are wonderful.THREE
On the subject of paragraphs, this isn’t really a rule, but it just makes it a lot easier to read if you put an extra space between paragraphs (since you can’t really hit the tab key in posts). I would also like to remind people that everytime a new person speaks, a new paragraph is started. What I'm getting at is, dialogue is extremely hard to find, much less understand, when hidden in a block of text. FOURPM me all character profiles prior to posting. I will need to screen them before you move forward.FIVE
No god-modding. It’s annoying and near impossible to work with. SIXNo puppeteering another person’s character unless you’ve discussed it with them. This also includes if you are going to kill off their character, or do something to that character that is outside the laws of society, out of their (the character’s) comfort zone, etcetc.
When in doubt, just ask the person in private whether something you’re going to do is okay or not.SEVEN
I don’t mind swearing (if it enhances the mood or is a part of your character) but please try to keep it to a minimum. There are younger audiences out there and I would hate to put a dirty impression on their minds. EIGHTRule seven also applies to explicit scenes. I’ll trust you to know what those might look like.
PM me if you are unsure of whether something falls under these categories or not.NINE
Just to make sure you read the rules (or at least skimmed them to check for a rule like this), put a smiley face at the end of your application. TENI’m not sure whether this even needs saying. Here goes anyway, just in case. Stay in character. Try to keep them believable.
For example: If Joe has had a fear of water all his life and suddenly gets pushed into a deep lake, he is not going to start swimming.
Unless you have a good explanation for something that goes against your character’s original personality, stick to this rule.ELEVEN
If you need to say something out of character, please use double brackets. ((Like so.)) TWELVERules are subject to change.THIRTEEN
Have fun. I also retain the right to ban or otherwise invoke drastic measures should anyone break these rules. Or make me really unhappy. Which ever comes first. Do not be alarmed though. I'm a fairly reasonable person (or so I'd like to think) so I'll hand out warnings before doing anything crazy.Side note: Rule thirteen is not absolutely mandatory, but it does help with the experience. [Introduction] | [Setting] | [Rules] | [Announcements] | [Classifications + Organizations + Alignment] | [Terrato Citizen Database] [Updated 03.31.10]
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Posted: Sat Dec 26, 2009 8:02 pm
[Announcements] Terrato is governed by a single deity-like being that the people refer to as "Mother Tera." Temens speculate that she is Terrato personified, as Mother Tera alerts them about worldly events and is attuned to the happenings on the planet as if she were a part of it. She speaks to them through an enormous, glowing blue orb that hangs suspended in the center of the oldest Temen city -Tialucrin. She is the one that directs the Temen endeavors and oversees large projects, including the building of Wyonix. Her word is law and there has yet been a time where the Temens have ignored her.
Mother Tera's interpreters broadcast daily news and, more importantly, act as the initial alert system in cases of emergency. JAN 3 - 01:00 | 02:00 | 03:00 | 04:00 | 05:00 | 06:00 | 07:00 | 08:00 | 09:00 | 10:00 | 11:00 | 12:00 | 13:00 | 14:00 | 15:00 | 16:00 | 17:00 | 18:00 | 19:00 | 20:00 | 21:00 | 22:00 | 23:00 | 24:00
clear | overcast | drizzle | downpour | thunder | hail | sleet | flurries | blizzard [January 2nd, 497 CE] 05:00 - The city of Wyonix is now open to B Class and lower citizens. General Public are qualified for entrance. Residential applications may be found in GoT offices. ┘The Ruling Board would like to take this time to remind the public that bounty hunting is strictly prohibited to unlicensed practitioners. Failure to heed will result in death. Remember, there is nothing worst than ignorance.┌ [January 3rd, 497 CE] 11:00 - The Viceroy formally announced the proceeding of Wyonix's Opening Ceremony, held in His Palace (City Hall). All citizens are invited to attend as a guest of the Viceroy's. ┘Gates open at 19:00.┌11:19 - Zara Kincade sanctions an investigation proposed by High Official Ivan Daniels. Lord Daniels threatens to press charges against the Wyonix Police Order for foul-play and misconduct, stating that the LLawEns did not have the jurisdiction to arrest his charge, Drake Tichenor. 12:37 - Reports of public disturbance in Market District. Investigation pending; unregistered Advanced / Naturals are thought to be the cause of the various mischief. 19:00 - The Viceroy welcomes the citizens of Wyonix to Atticus-Synfire† --the Dawning Dirk of the new system. Join him as Tera blesses the path to Eternity and Enlightenment.† The center of commerce and politics, Wyonix. [Introduction] | [Setting] | [Rules] | [Announcements] | [Classifications + Organizations + Alignment] | [Terrato Citizen Database] [Updated 06.05.10]
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Cassandra Voorhees Captain
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Cassandra Voorhees Captain
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Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 6:26 pm
[Classifications + Organizations + Alignment] Ever since word of the underground war reached Terrato's Government, Mother Tera's special sector of interpreters managing the TCD have added three new categories to help with analysis and proper judicious action. These war specific categories are: Classification, Affiliates, and Alignment. [Classification] Classification describes the different "subspecies" within the Temen race. As of now there are only three that the interpreters and scientists know of.
Clean - A Temen that is unmodified and has not been born as a result of "Mother Tera's unhappiness." Essentially, they are the ones who came before the Advanced and have no supernatural powers. They make up the majority and are sometimes referred to as "normal."
Advanced - A Temen that has been modified by science to have higher physical and mental capabilities as well as extended lives. Socially, they rank lower than normal Temens, often being looked down upon for their abilities do not come from birth but rather from another's tinkering and intelligence. This distinction has only been made clearer as the war progressed and people of the above ground took a side.
In the laboratories they are called Temenads and refer to themselves as "the Enlightened."
Natural - A Temen who displays qualities of the Advanced, yet has not been modified by Temen interference or is a direct descendent of an Advanced. They are not as stable as the Temenads and eventually their bodies reject the supernatural abilities that have been bestowed upon them since birth. This "illness," as the Naturals call it, is fatal. A drug has been developed to prolong a Natural's life, however only a few people know the formula (see Aota).
There has been speculation about the existence of these people and their purpose in life. Their appearance after the release of the Advanced suggests two things:
a) Evolution is successful and blessed by Mother Tera
b) Mother Tera is unhappy with the modifications of nature and has created these people to fight the infection
Many organizations (under the Aota banner) founded by Naturals accept the latter. They have placed the initiative to "cleanse" the world of unnaturals in their own hands, believing themselves to be a part of Terrato's immune system.
In the laboratories they are called Temenaes and refer to themselves as "the Awakened."[Organizations] As the war developed, underground organizations were created to unite people of either side to fight for what they saw as "right." The following notes include information on the largest, most influential groups playing a part in the war.
Note: Feel free to create your own organization. PM me details and I will add them to this list.[Government of Terrato] Not exactly an organization, but the Government of Terrato has devoted an entire section of specialists to oversee the war. This includes the police departments responsible for the capture of convicts and peace enforcement, scientists and developers, and Mother Tera's interpreters. The Government handles execution rights and directly maintains environmental, cultural, and humanitarian laws. That being said, imprisonment is the worst possible form of punishment.
They are neutral in terms of the war and will not align themselves to any side. [Aota - Alliance of the Awakened] Aota is the main organization that the Naturals command. Founded a year following the release of Temenads, Aota has expanded into all corners of Terrato. They are firm believers in Mother Tera's wish for a clean, natural world and they will do anything to see that that wish is turned into a reality.
Aota is no stranger to dirty tactics. Aside from existing as assassins, hired hitmen, and mercenaries, they also control much of the underground economy. Thanks to the development of the drug ambrosia that counteracts the "illness," Aota has been able to bribe people into enlisting as a working hand. The extra profit gained from selling the drug has also fueled many of Aota's projects.[Alignment] This category describes a person's belief system in accordance with the war. It is a spectrum (much like the political or economic spectrum) where one end is scientific enlightenment and the other end is spiritual awakening. In short, left wing supporters believe in science and are more focussed on the physical world. Right wing supporters are spiritualists who follow the word of Mother Tera as their god. Note: A spiritualist (right wing) does not necessarily have to believe in Mother Tera or carry out her will. They can simply be less attached to the physical world than more left wing supporters.
The spectrum is represented as a scale between 0-10.
0 being scientific enlightenment.
10 being spiritual awakening.
5 being neutral.
Using this scale, the Government of Terrato can conceptionalize and predict what side a person will fall. It takes into account the freedom of individuality as a Temen being born Clean does not mean they will stay neutral. Likewise, a Natural may not choose to fight against the Advanced. [Introduction] | [Setting] | [Rules] | [Announcements] | [Classifications + Organizations + Alignment] | [Terrato Citizen Database] [Updated 01.10.10]
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Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 6:52 pm
[Terrato Citizen Database] Along with being omniscient in Terrato's affairs, Mother Tera also keeps track of all livings things who have walked and are walking on her planet. Her interpreters have been able to access this vast storage of knowledge and in return have created their own archives. The area dealing in Temens and other sentient beings is called the Terrato Citizen Database (TCD). While it is impossible to exist on Terrato without Mother Tera's awareness, it is possible to escape the eyes of the Temen operators, though this is highly unlikely. [TCD Profile Skeleton] Copy and paste this into a PM to Cassandra Voorhees. Title it "TCD Profile" or similar so I know what you're PMing me for.[b]Name:[/b]
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[b]Pilot:[/b] Example Name: (Character name) Hair Colour: Eye Colour:Height:Weight:Sex:DOB:Class: (Clean, Natural, Advanced) Abilities: (Any supernatural abilities should be explained here. Note that only Naturals and Advanced will have to fill this portion out.) Affiliates: (Any organization joined, in contact with, has done business with, etc.) Feel free to add your own.
Alignment: (Scientific Enlightenment to Spiritual Awakening)
Status: (Threat level as marked by the Government of Terrato)
Notes: (Anything miscellaneous, important to note, etc.)
Pilot: (Gaia name) [TCD Accepted Profiles] Characters marked with an asterisk (*) are up for adoption. This means that while I am the pilot, anyone can ask to become their pilot and puppeteering rights shall be transferred. Please note that adoption status can change periodically. For example, if I feel that something very important to the plot needs to take place with a certain character (that hasn't been adopted yet), I will temporarily take off the status.
The new pilots of adopted characters are in italics.
Should individual pilots decide to leave, they may request their character to be put up for adoption.
Characters marked with a strikethrough are up for deletion due to inactivity. They will be coloured based on how long is left in their probation / grace period in which they must post or I will take the character off the list. It's possible to rejoin the list, but I won't be as nice the second time. Colours are as listed: EIGHT WEEKS SEVEN WEEKS SIX WEEKS FIVE WEEKS FOUR WEEKS THREE WEEKS TWO WEEKS ONE WEEK Characters marked without a strikethrough are coloured as a reminder and may or may not be transferred to the deletion list.Name: Aisis
Hair Colour: Black
Eye Colour: Brown
Height: 5' 2"
Weight: 129 lbs
Sex: Female
DOB: May 16, 479
Class: Natural
Abilities: "Terrene's Will" - Control and shifts the ground, dirt, sand, anything that's a part of the 'earth/Terrato'.
Affiliates: Aota - does small amount of work with them because she is a natural.
Alignment: 6 - unsure if war is the answer.
Status: Quite mysteriously. Ghost-Like.
Notes: Hard to track down, but a very useful weapon for the war.
Pilot:MasterAsami ______________________________________________ Name: Carmen Cabott
Hair Colour: Bright blond
Eye Colour: Blue
Height: 5'3"
Weight: 119 lbs
Sex: Female
DOB: April 6th, 479
Class: Advanced
Abilities: "Lift" -able to move objects mentally
Affiliates: Government of Terrato- former laboratory intern, section: Genetic Enhancement
Alignment: 0
Status: Dangerous, approach with caution
Notes: Once scientific researcher, abandoned post after unauthorized experimentation. Fellow scientist altered her for unknown reasons. Bitter, unpredictable, stubborn. Obvious malice towards Naturals and Cleans, watch carefully.
Pilot: Xylophone Master ______________________________________________ Name: Tyler Creed
Hair Colour: Brown
Eye Colour: Brown
Height: 5' 6
Weight: 100 lbs
Sex: Male
DOB: Oct. 21, 481
Class: Clean
Abilities: N/A
Affiliates: Has had dealings with what black market exists on Terrato and is well known by many Clean.
Alignment: 4. While Tyler feels that science is much more practical, he would like to believe that there is something or someone out there that cares.
Status: Petty theif, arrest on sight.
Notes: He was born and raised on the streets. Living as one of the Clean has few no benefits, so Tyler gave up on other people at the age of 9. Hes lived on his own since then, stealing his way through life. He has grown extremely bitter towards anyone who has power, after living so long without it. Not to mention scorning them and their way of taking everything for granted, or so he feels. Other than this, Tyler has a likeable and easygoing attitude. He uses twin tasers to defend himself and to get what he needs to live survive.
Pilot: Sunasylean ______________________________________________ Name: Michael (mik-HAEL) Daggett
Hair Colour: Black
Eye Colour: Blue
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 148 lbs
Sex: Male
DOB: October 19, 470
Class: Natural
Abilities: "Knowing" - able to sense the true intentions of people
Affiliates: Aota - Wyonix District Governing Officer
Alignment: 7
Status: Alive - Convicted
Notes: Dangerous. "Shoot first, talk later." Do not approach unless sanctioned by Government. When confronted, do not make eye contact and most importantly, do not pronounce his name wrong. Also slightly delusional and is prone to making up things that do not exist to satisfy his fantasies.
Pilot: Cassandra Voorhees ______________________________________________ Name: Ivan Daniels
Hair Colour: Brown
Eye Colour: Blue
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 156 lbs
Sex: Male
DOB: July 18, 467
Class: Natural
Abilities: "Resonance" - generates energy within the body to match frequencies of other energies; able to nullify and destroy system structures
Affiliates: Government of Terrato - High Official; Parole Officer for Drake Tichenor
Alignment: 4
Status: Friendly
Notes: Man whom everyone underestimates due to apparent kind, "pushover" nature. Has a lot more to give than letting on. Probably knows a lot more too.
An aggressive political player. Very aggressive.
Pilot: Cassandra Voorhees ______________________________________________ Name: Abeo Enyet Hunter; "Herne"
Hair Colour: White
Eye Colour: Gold
Height: 4'11"
Weight: 90 lbs
Sex: Male
DOB: August 10, 482
Class: Natural
Abilities: "Eye of Odin" - Abeo's left eye changes color, a small white Iris and the pupil forms the outline of a pentagon. It gives Herne increased visual perception and body reaction time.
Affiliates: Aota - Works in a group of Assassins
Alignment: 6
Status: Dual Personality – Caution upon apprehending
Notes: Abeo is only called "Herne" when the eye is active. It seems to be the embodiment of evil inside him, and contains the spark of a mass murderer. Herne can only see out of his left eye, Abeo can only see out of his right eye. Abeo tends to be well mannered, while Herne could slaughter anyone in a heartbeat. The split in personalities was caused by watching his family being murdered right before him around the age of six.
Pilot: The Subtle Lord ______________________________________________ Name: Evensri (Eve) Jadetta
Hair Colour: Black
Eye Colour: Blue; hues shift according to mood
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 120lbs
Sex: Female
DOB: January 1st, 480
Class: Natural
Abilities: "Sensus Fracta" - Eve controls the darkness in people's hearts, quite literally. When threatened, she can cause such a massive conflict of emotions that her attacker is rendered a blithering idiot. However, she is still getting used to her ability to cause anyone pain, so she occasionally harms without intention.
Affiliates: Aota;
Alignment: 7; doesn't like the thought of war, but is prepared to do anything she can to help the Naturals.
Status: UNKNOWN AND DANGEROUS
Notes: Eve has never known love or kindness, and was abused for all her life until she managed to escape the clutches of her parents and flee to Wyonix.
Pilot: ShatterHeartedAya ______________________________________________ Name: Aurora Kincade
Hair Colour: Auburn
Eye Colour: Green
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 110 lbs
Sex: Female
DOB: May 23, 465
Class: Clean
Abilities: N/A
Affiliates: Government of Terrato - Director of Research and Development
Alignment: 1
Status: Friendly
Notes: Charming and lovely with the wrath of a basilisk. Takes her work seriously. Do not interrupt her at any cost. Known to give mean sucker punches.
Pilot: xXxRaining Sunshine ______________________________________________ Name: Zara Kincade*
Hair Colour: Auburn
Eye Colour: Green
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 125 lbs
Sex: Female
DOB: May 23, 465
Class: Clean
Abilities: N/A
Affiliates: Government of Terrato - Director of Law Enforcement
Alignment: 3
Status: Friendly
Notes: Nicer than her twin sister Aurora Kincade, though still strict. Hates incompetence.
Pilot: Cassandra Voorhees ______________________________________________ Name: Reina Landford
Hair Colour: Deep Red
Eye Colour: Purple-blue
Height: 5'0''
Weight: 98 lbs
Sex: Female
DOB: November 12, 483
Class: Advanced
Abilities: "Botany" - Can communicate with and manipulate plants to a particular degree.
Affiliates: Advanced Presently under research
Alignment: 6 - Though she is unsure of where she stands her abilities leave her beliving that something does exist greater than they are.
Status: Friendly
Notes: The daughter of two undisclosed scientists working for the government of Terrato. Was born solely for the purpose of experimentation. Has no knowledge of the world beyond the laboratories she calls her home. Thus she is very naive. She trusts the scientists who work with her and has no knowledge of any war.
Pilot: Jadetea ______________________________________________ Name: Estelle Le'Vere
Hair Colour: Blonde, with Blue steaks
Eye Colour: An unnatural color of sky blue
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 110 lbs
Sex: Female
DOB: September 2, 477 CE
Class: Advanced
Abilities: "Singer" - Can 'sing' to call upon natural elements to do her will
Affiliates: Spy of the government for the underground network
Alignment: 0
Status: Friendly as of right now
Notes: Estelle takes her work seriously. She has no problem spilling blood, on both sides, but under the thick hide she does inhabit feelings
Pilot: Anaksha ______________________________________________ Name: Seyla "Thunder" Podras
Hair Colour: Golden red
Eye Colour: Gray
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 120 lbs
Sex: Female
DOB: 480 CE
Class: Advanced
Abilities: Storm Caller - Seyla can "call" storms to her by manipulating humidity and air pressure. For example, on a warm and humid day, she can form small clouds in the air and cause them to rain. To make a lightning storm to cover, say, the entire city, it could take several days.. During this process, it is somewhat obvious due to the fact she will begin to wave her hands and arms while breathing in odd patterns, and she must have total concentration for the entire duration. She does not need to drink water due to also being able to act like a "human sponge" and absorb water from the air around her. She does not have control over a storm after she forms it.
Affiliates: None
Alignment: 6
Status: Moderate - Watch for suspicious weather activity.
Notes: Not well known for stealth, often charges into situations "like thunder".
Pilot: xXxRaining Sunshine ______________________________________________ Name: Troa Reeve
Hair Colour: Black, with white highlights he got through stress.
Eye Colour: Dark Brown
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 125 lbs
Sex: Male
DOB: Not known exactly, but in the year of 478 CE
Class: Advanced
Abilities: "Gaia's Blood" - Troa can manipulate moisture, even freeze it and use wither to his will.
Affiliates: No specific affiliation, he thinks himself as a freelance odd job worker. He'll take any job from roofing, to body-guarding, to assassinations.
Alignment: 5
Status: Mostly safe, however under suspicion.
Notes: Troa was given treatment to be an advanced, when his mother became sick and feared for him still unborn. One scientist took her in as an "under the table job", and as a new experiment. Troa was removed from her, and given the treatment. Though he survived, his mother didn't. He was instead adopted by the scientist, who did nothing but abuse him. Troa was the "blame" for him (scientist)losing his job, and covered Troa in scars and burns before he was twelve. As such, Troa developed multiple personalities. He ran eventually and learned how to fight, through having to survive.
Pilot: Crimson Flash ______________________________________________ Name: Drake Tichenor
Hair Colour: Electric Blue (dyes frequently)
Eye Colour: Black
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 127 lbs
Sex: Male
DOB: August 5, 478
Class: Natural
Abilities: "Influence" - able to influence a person's thoughts and actions via voice
Affiliates: Government of Terrato - former spy; suspected dealings with Aota - purely business as far as GoT is concerned
Alignment: 8
Status: On parole; incognito
Notes: Volatile. Rebellious. Annoying. Comes from high society -pompous underneath a guise of humility. Overall, not a people person. Has trust issues and an unparalleled desire to dominate. Rumoured to be insane, or rather "mentally unstable." Works alone. Will not hesitate to act when threatened. Stay away.
Pilot: Cassandra Voorhees ______________________________________________ Name: Ysa Wolfe**
Hair Colour: Dark Brown
Eye Colour: Ice Blue
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 113 lbs
Sex: Female
DOB: Feb 29, 475
Class: Natural
Abilities: "Deathstare" - While this glance does not kill the person afflicted, it brings to the for front of the mind the victims worst fear to the point of immobilization, if not pain. However, it has been known that the more often she uses her ability and the longer she uses it it will turn it's affects back upon her.
Affiliates: Aota - Head of her own group of bandits and Assasins
Alignment: 6
Status: Alive - Convicted
Notes: **~Born Ysa Briant. Very dangerous and always armed. Apprehend alive. She may hold secrets to capturing many other assassins. Use any means necessary to learn such information.
Pilot: LilliumKiss [NPC Profiles] These are characters that don't have official player-profiles, but appear often enough to merit their own database entry. I will usually be the one playing these characters. However, they are accessible to everyone and can be temporarily puppeteered so long as they stay in character. Yes, this means I will be watching for details (found in previous posts by / including that character), particularly those concerning personality and mentality.Name: The Mayor
Hair Colour: Chesnut
Eye Colour: Blue
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 143 lbs
Sex: Male
DOB: September 18, 454
Class: Clean
Abilities: N/A
Affiliates: Government of Terrato - Mayor
Alignment: 3
Status: Friendly
Notes: Bubbly. Cheerful. Hyper disposition. Very optimistic and idealistic. Does not like the amount of power Michael Daggett holds over Wyonix. ______________________________________________ Name: The Viceroy
Hair Colour: Blonde
Eye Colour: Blue
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 120 lbs
Sex: Male
DOB: April 22, 466
Class: Clean
Abilities: N/A
Affiliates: Government of Terrato - Viceroy (ambassador)
Alignment: 7
Status: Friendly
Notes: Eccentric. Effeminate. Superb sense of style, great taste in all aspects of high society. Gives off the impression of a wise fool. [TCD Deleted Profiles] Mekoto Arigota [02.26.10]
Damien Latris [03.05.10]
Demetrious Sage [03.05.10]
Maria Black [03.26.10]
Miya Viteski [04.11.10]
Mikaela Moore [04.30.10]
Leroy Christopher Weston [05.28.10]
Echolocation Firiandel [06.04.10] [Introduction] | [Setting] | [Rules] | [Announcements] | [Classifications + Organizations + Alignment] | [Terrato Citizen Database] [Updated 07.02.10]
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Cassandra Voorhees Captain
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Cassandra Voorhees Captain
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 10:57 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 8:52 pm
((alright, lets start this up =D))
Tyler strode casually down the streets of the city he had lived in for over 16 years. He figured he should probably have some emotional attachment to it after all that time, but in all honesty he was rather bored of it. He smirked slightly, knowing that fortune, change, and a new city were just around the corner. Literally. Tyler turned suddenly into a dark doorway, nodding to the dark man keeping watch behind the counter. The guard, recognizing him, waved back with a small smile as he passed. As Tyler descended down into the building via a ladder, a rumbling grew louder. He was directly over where the underground train left the station. As Tyler dropped down through a hole over the currently paused engine, he smiled brightly to himself. Nestled comfortably atop the train as he always had when he wanted a free ride, he said to himself, "Wyonix, here I come!"
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Cassandra Voorhees Captain
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 10:26 pm
AFTER TEN MONTHS in solitary confinement, Drake finally appreciated the deeply nauseating congestion of city life. Who was he kidding. Despite being cut off from society for so long, he still hated the mindless humming and predictability of upscale civilization. To make matters worse, the officer from before insisted on following him even though he had made it very clear that babysitting was not necessary. He was a big boy now and he most certainly could handle himself.
The stairs leading to the underground station were as ornate as the hand carved walls. Images of wildlife followed him down the steps where they stopped to peer at two statues of angels. One of Faith extended her arms in greeting, welcoming the people to the sunless realm. The other of Safety had her hands clasped tightly by her abdomen. Her face didn't look too pleasant either. This was certainly reassuring. Drake paused to admire the two stone women. What did he care if he was impeding traffic. It was only when someone tapped his should did he bother to pay attention to his surroundings.
"What is it?" he said, utilizing his most deadly glare to show how much he enjoyed being interrupted.
"The rail to Wyonix is down the path to your right." The officer smiled gently. Drake resisted the urge to throttle the man. So maybe he needed a little assistance. A lot of things had changed since ten months ago.
Weaving his way between the throngs of people, Drake tried to focus on his true goal. Drown out the noise of the crowd, he thought, ignore the repulsion of touching these commoners. He sighed in relief when he finally reached the temporary sanctuary of his private coach. Temporary as the moment he sat down on the plush seat, the officer stepped into the compartment, shutting the door behind him. A moment of tense silence filled the air between them.
"If your non-existent common sense prevents you from acknowledging my utter disgust at your presence, could you at least wear something less blatantly obvious? I don't want people whispering about Government officials following a kid around," Drake huffed, his temper raging beneath a cracking patience.
"I'm not the one with blue hair." Again with the smile.
Drake refused to dignify the man with a retort.
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 8:14 pm
((oi, where is everyone D: ))
Tyler was not amused. In hindsight, he really felt he should have thought out this a bit more thouroughly. As in the fact that riding a train to Wyonix through many kilometres would be neither short nor underground. Hence, weather. Tyler shuddered, and not from disgust so much as the rain. That he had been sitting in. For over 3 hours. He wasnt wet so much as drowned.
Tyler glance longingly at the warm, lit up, and DRY coaches lined up behind him. As much as he knew it was sheer stupidity, he desperatly wanted to get in one. So against his honed survival instincts, he began slowly crawling across the tops of the trains, peering inside each to judge how full it was. He was hoping to find an empty one, despite the number of people trying to get to Wyonix. After 30 minutes of jumping from coach to coach in the seemingly endless string of cars, he was losing hope. Half-blinded by the rain fast turning to sleet, he saw what appeared to be a totally deserted one from what he could see. Without any more hesitation he dropped down to its side, and, hanging on precariously, wrenched open the door, tumbling inside.
The first sensation he was instantly aware of was the lack of stinging water striking hsi skin. The second was a loud exclamation, as a man dressed in some uniform was approaching him, windmilling his arms in frenzied agitation. As soon as Tyler could hear again, it seemed to be some nonsense about him getting out of the coach immediatly. Tyler did not feel too inclined to oblidge...somehow. The mans face contorted angrily, and he made as if to shove Tyler back out onto the tracks. Exhausted as he was, Tyler felt nothing like defending himself. However, he hadn't lived seven years alone for nothing. He clumsily rolled out of the grasping arms reach and fumbled at his belt with numb fingers. His right taser fit reassuringly into his hand, its familiar grip reviving him somewhat. Before the uniform-clad man could react, he had jammed the taser straight into his gut and was pounding countless volts of electricity through his body. As he fell to the floor, jerking weirdly, Tyler realized he had used the wrong taser for the job. His right taser inflicted pain before applying unconciousness, whereas the left just knocked the target out quickly. Both were connected by a thin wire, which channeled current through it when both were activated.
As he straghtened up and stretched contentedly in the warmth and dry, he suddenly realized there was another concious person with him. Freezing in place, he slowly turned to stare into an intense gaze from dark eyes under a shock of electric blue hair.
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Cassandra Voorhees Captain
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Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2010 3:44 pm
THE STORM outside hammered the levitating train with all the torrential fury Terrato could muster. Not that Drake could tell, though. He was too absorbed in his e-book to bother looking out the window. After all, trains were fully sound proof and glided through the air like a hot knife through butter. A hurricane could be upon them and he wouldn't feel a thing. Drake relaxed, frustration leaking into the atmosphere to join the hypnotizing humming associated with maglevs.
The past few days he had been perusing old news reports, soaking in as much information as he could. Like five months ago a new species of deep sea creature was discovered to secrete a chemical compound that could be used to fight an infectious virus. The pandemic ended almost as quickly as it started. Typical. For once Drake just wanted to see an absolute failure. Screw standard of living. He had been cheering for the deadly virus. Sighing dejectedly, Drake turned his attention to the officer who had been jittery since the storm started.
"What do you want now?" Drake said, not an inch of sympathy in his voice. "Oh for heavens' sake, stop your goddamn fidgeting. If I had known you were so untrusting of technology, I would have made you sit in another car. Nothing is going to happen to you and your pretty little head."
For a split second he was correct. As if on cue, the side door flew open, wind rushing out of the compartment dragging with it everything that had been unsecure. Given, there wasn't much that was out but it was rather dangerous anyhow. Drake had the sense to fold his e-book and hide it behind his back, using one hand to hold his scarf and the other to shield his eyes. The officer was not so calm, getting up to yell at something which was ridiculous to begin with. There was no way anyone could hear over the vacuum being created.
Drake sighed. He seemed to be doing that a lot lately. Peeling his hand away from his face, he reached for the emergency button that would put the car in a temporary lock down. Seriously, did he have to do everything?
He took a moment to evaluate the situation. The room wasn't in a total mess. A few things were missing here and there but overall it was exactly as it was before the tornado ripped through the place. Over the floor lay the officer who looked to be dead and some strange person had begun creating puddles on the carpet. Now that was unexpected. Drake cracked a smile. It wasn't much but he definitely felt his heart jump the instant his bubble of security was popped. A dose of excitement and adrenaline could really wake up a person.
"To whom do I owe this pleasure to? Oh, how rude of me. You must be freezing. Towels are in the top shelf and you can borrow some of my clothes. Bathroom is just to your right," Drake said with the sweetest smile, one he had been taught to use when guests were over. "Please, do get comfortable. Dinner will be served in a few."
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Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2010 4:25 pm
((I'm here!))
Wyonix, the new melting pot. The city thousands were ready to flock the moment it was announced. And the place were Ysa and her band of mercenaries awaited. Ysa stood alone in the train station awaiting the arrival of hundreds of people. It wouldn't be long now. She stood with white hair falling around her face and dark sun glasses over her eyes- she wasn't stupid. She was a wanted woman, and hence disguises were part of her daily life. It was one of the only reasons she was still alive and free at this moment. She looked around at the empty station. All the people from the first trip had already gone street level and were scrambling to integrate themselves into this new part of existence. Pathetic really. This was to be the new scientific advancement and it nearly made Ysa sick just thinking about how many were blinded by such a revaluation.
However, even so, with as many people who were enticed by the new city it was almost guaranteed that many diplomats, officials, and other things people hate would be immigrating here for refuge. And with that guarantee, Ysa and her troupe had to come along. In fact they were already settled- another impenetrable stronghold for the Wolfe Assassins.
She glanced over the rims of her glasses to look at the time. Only a little while longer. She had been here ever since she had gotten off the first train. Looking for potential clients- and targets. She was a patient woman, after all in her profession impatience got you killed. She sighed silently and shifted in her position, turning to lean her other shoulder against the wall.'Any minute...'
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Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2010 7:27 pm
((ohai!))
Tyler stared at the older boy in front of him. Aside from the blue hair and fine clothes, the guys very mannerism gave him away as someone who had not lived through any hardship. Tyler shrugged away his disgust for a soft person such as this, and smiled amiably in return.
"Sorry to barge in like this...and to, uh...take out Uniform down there." Tyler kicked the unconcious man slightly in emphasis. "Like hell im going back out there, and that seemed to be his idea...I hope he ain't a friend of yours?"
As he spoke, he observed his companion, his hands never straying too far from his belt. His second viewing gave him a different opinion. While his body did not seem acutely honed, his eyes were hard. He probably was not as soft as Tyler had first imagined. He looked...Dangerous. Not pausing too long for a reply, he continued.
"I'll take your offer of towels, but I'm more comfortable in my own rags, thanks. My name's Creed. Or Tyler, if ya like. Up t'you."
As he toweled himself, waiting for a response, He chanced a quick glance out the window. The countryside looked much the same as it had for the last long stretch, and Tyler had no sense of how long they had been going, or how far...or even how distant Wyonix still was. Shrugging, he hoped it was close.
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Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2010 8:12 pm
DRAKE LAUGHED a genuine laugh. He had no idea what it was, but there was something about this new guy that amused him to no end. The way he spoke, the way he held himself, it was as if he didn't give a rat's behind about self-image. It was so refreshing! Tera knows how stuck up high society was when it came to appearance and mannerisms. It was amongst his reasons for leaving the older cities in the first place. Drake was tired of living a predictable lifestyle protected from danger, protected from excitement. Lame was the only word to describe it.
"Don't worry about Mr. Officer there. He's a sour puss. I'm glad you got rid of him, even if it is temporary," Drake said. He leaned forward in his seat, hiding his smirk behind his steepled fingers. Stifling a giggle, he reminded himself that while he found talking about breaking laws a very light subject, not many others felt similarly. He just prayed that he didn't scare his little friend. "Creed, you say? That's a very interesting name... very interesting indeed. I suppose it would only be polite to offer my name in return." It wasn't a question, more like a condescending statement in nature. Running a hand through his hair, he smiled brightly, showing off his two perfect rows of teeth. "Tichenor, my dear friend. Drake Tichenor."
He followed Creed's gaze to the scenery beyond the window. He had to admit, the place was rather beautiful even if it was drenched and blurred by thousands of litres of water. If he had any care for that stuff he would have admired it longer. Since he didn't, Drake turned his attention to his watch.
"If you're wondering when this train will arrive at its destination, you won't have to wait long. In another hour or so, you'll be breathing fresh city air once again. In the mean while, why don't you join me for dinner? You must be starved, stowaway."
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Cassandra Voorhees Captain
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 2:58 pm
Tyler raised an eyebrow, or rather raised both (as much as he wanted to, he couldn't do one at a time) at Drake's arrogant manner, but wasn't overly surprised. It wasn't a big deal. What was more odd was his choice of using Tylers strange surname, Creed. Most found it easier to address someone with a more mundane name. He concluded that this Drake person had a taste for the unusual. He grinned at Drakes choice of using the term stowaway. Story of my life.
"Starving is nothin new to me, but hey, avoiding it might be a fun change for once, eh?"
Stepping casually over the officers prone body, he threw himself into a seat just out of arms reach of Drake. It didn't particularly bother him that he had dropped someone with any kind of authority, he had flaunted it for as long as he bothered to remember. Sometimes it made life a bit complicated, but that was fun anyway.
As he waited expectantly for dinner to arrive, he noticed a glow approaching in the distance. Wyonix was near. He whistled softly.
"So thats the future."
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