Appearance: Always wearing a hoodie and the smile mask, along with a small messenger bag. Written on the smile mask, in a questionable red substance, are the words Please stop me. Smaller build always walking carelessly, stumbling unless he is obviously dead set on his actions in which case he is completely confident in his movements, executing them flawlessly with no hesitation.
Skills: Uncanny ability to take in observations, Extremely high pain tolerance capable of standing in a fire without much discomfort. Amazing free running and parkour skills (As with the rest of the numbers)
Equipment: Anything he finds laying on the ground... or behind drywall... or inside of transformer boxes... the Smile Mask, A lighter and a hell of a lot of lighter fluid.
Bio: The first thing N9NE remembers is waking up to the sound of EI8HT screaming, the apartment they shared was sitting in an expensive building in New York City and they hadn't played around trying to earn it. So upon hearing the shout for help he quickly grabbed the lead pipe he always kept by his bed running into the living room to see EI8HT slammed into a wall by a rather large man in full military gear. N9NE tried to stop the inevitable but the man produced a gun from the holster on his waist and ended the life of EI8HT... And that was when N9NE finally slipped.
This but actually wearing a much darker hoodie which never comes off
This, dark blue eyes and forearms completely covered with small cuts as if from repetitively being cut.
Skills: Amazing observational and Parkour skills. Extremely intelligent but inwardly so. Amazing at creating small gadgets using the bits and pieces from his toolkit which hangs at his side. Amazing with knives in any situation and a mouth that sometimes helps him out and sometimes does the complete opposite.
Equipment: The toolkit, A small container which holds screws, gears, nails, springs and any other small object he can find laying around, He uses this to create small contraptions, some blow up, some make noise, and some just look menacing but really aren't
Bio: SE7EN grew up in an abusive household, Moving from place to place his father finally died of kidney failure when he was about nine years old, And as soon as he turned eleven, he was gone, SE7EN ran away and became a runner (someone who transports goods no questions asked) He quickly learned to live on his own and how to survive in Chicago. He became a well known runner and earned the title "The Fox of CHicago" But when he turned 13 someone proposed an offer he couldn't resist. An organization had seen his skills and asked him to come work for them... He quickly found a way to leave after being introduced to FI5E and SI6... The people did things to them, changed the way their minds worked and had simply turned them into slaves... and recently he heard news of two more escapees...
Quote: "If you think it exist, it probably exists..."
Name: Ryan Ports
Appearance:
Skills: Elemental abilities (Earth, Fire, Water, Ice, Wind, and, Light). Survival skills for all terrains and climates. Highly trained in all types of combat, mostly of which include CQC.
Equipment:
Smartcoat- can slowly fix any damage taken and works as a light armor.
Universal map- maps out the entire universe and gives information on the planet the user is on.
Retractable sword- Designed in the shape of a Katana blade. Can extend to a total of four Ft. long and retract down to the hilt.
Bio: After waking up in the middle of a swamp with no memory of how he got there or who he even was, Ryan was taken in by a guild of Mercenaries. It was there that he learned many of his skills in survival and combat. After many years there, he moved on to a life of adventure before soon regaining his memories through many events that had taken place. With those memories came his lost ability; the ability to travel through the Multiverse. This ability had been locked away inside of him, imprisoned with the memories locked away within his mind. It wasn't long before he began using this power for a more productive purpose; a purpose given to him by Yu, the creator of everything. After some time, and many trials, Ryan had gained the trust and ability to use the Elements. Now his journeys have brought him here to an Earth-like planet, conveniently called Earth.
Appearance: Black combat armor, black combat pants, black combat boots, black gloves, has a long black cloak, black fedora, slick back jet black hair, black goatee, emerald green eyes.
Skills: Master of all known martial arts and hand free fighting style, expert sniper, and an expert tactician.
Equipment: 2 magnum revolvers, Barret Sniper Rifle, belt of plasma and frag grenades, upgraded spaz 12 shotgun, carbon steel serrated combat knife and nano blade. Bio: He is a former spec ops marine for the U.S. military and became a cold blooded mercenary during the Apocalypse from WWIII. He has a son who he has been looking for since and He is the leader of the mercenary group Death Hawks.
Physiology: Height ranges between 6 and 7.5 feet once at a mature age. Their blue skin color (originally green before being modified) can change color and patterns to camouflage them when they are completely still. To human comparison, their strength and speed are almost double that of a human. Their eyes are a dark navy blue and give them the ability to see in the dark and have vision equal to an eagle’s. Although their full build is relatively normal to a human’s other than being slightly taller and having larger muscle density, their one most noticeable characteristic is their extra set of arms behind their backs on their shoulders. The arms are able to retract and fold to a point where they are almost completely unnoticeable when loose clothing is put over them. The arm length varies, but is usually around the length of 5.5 feet long. At the end of them are 3 to 4 inch long, crab-like claws that can be used like a pair of scissors or a knife. The strength in these claws is enough to cut through a hollow tube of steel. Another interesting modification is their ability to adapt to most severe climates quite quickly. Frozen tundra to hot deserts, they are able to withstand almost anything.
Quote: Let's get higher up... the ground isn't my friend here.
Name: Ethan Martin (Overwatch)
Appearance: Young, about 5'9 with cocoa brown hair and dark green eyes wearing whatever clothes he can find that match the current time he is in as well as those that match any specific task he is undertaking.
Skills: Amazingly steady hands. Capable of holding his breath for over 7 minutes and has perfect full body awareness. He knows how each and every muscle in his body moves and how it reacts to certain environments. Has spent an entire week waiting for the perfect conditions to line up a shot in order for his rifle shot to reach an enemy soldier. Known to formulate strategies that take place over days in just a few minutes. Unfortunately he cannot control his passage through time and will sometimes skip into the future or jump back in time. However any time he passes he ends up in an area and time where there is conflict.
Equipment: Belle- His handy rifle. comparable to a 50 cal. sniper rifle but with a built in suppressor and a magazine that can hold up to 16 rounds at any given time.
Bio: Ethan was an amazing soldier. He excelled in training. His rifle was almost an extension of his own body and he quickly learned that anything could be a target if it was threatening enough. However he was hoping he would never have to see active combat. That was until pearl harbor. He had been stationed there and... It was now 2132 and Ethan was on the allied side in the Sinvaltarian uprising and he... Ethan had just taken down an enemy soldier from his perch atop an armed truck, He was in a covert ops team during Desert Storm and his kill count now reached 567... Ethan was confused... He woke up this time on a simple roof top. Still wearing his combat gear and the ammo he had been loading into his magazine was scattered all around him... He looked over the edge of the building and saw a sign atop a massive building that simply read "Welcome to LAS VEGAS"
Scrawny, little to no muscles at all. 6'5" tall, plain look on his pale face constantly. Wears a grey zip-up hoodie, black t-shirt and faded, blue jeans. Brown hair and pale blue eyes. Looks to be about 18
Skills:
Insane accuracy with throwable airplanes. Relative knowledge on most guns and knows how to handle them.
Equipment:
Lightweight, metallic airplane (12 inch wingspan) with foldable wings. Can throw to a total 400 feet with the right wind behind him. Plane has a pointed nose and sharpened wings.
Pocket knife (5 inches long).
Backpack, which holds his plane, flashlight, first aid kit, water bottle, and journal.
9 mm. pistol with 5 clips, each holding 15 rounds
Bio:
After the unfortunate shooting at Allen's school, he decided to leave his town and travel America. Using some cash he stashed away for such an occasion, he took a bus out of town and to a more secluded part of America where he could be alone with his plane. Through a series of random wondering, Allen found himself in Las Vegas. And out of money...
5'10", relatively small, child-like build. Wears a thin, fading, grey hoodie with a white t-shirt under it and faded jeans, which look almost ash grey. Pale skin color, grey eyes, pale blond hair, and emotionless face. Looks to be around 19 years old.
Skills:
Black-out:
For Tef, everything goes black, as if he passes out. For the people around him, his pupils overtake the entirety of his eyes, changing them from their pale grey to solid black. His muscles expand, slightly stretching his clothing. Within moments of his transformation, Tef goes into a silent killing spree, swiftly ending everyone and thing in his path.
Equipment:
Nothing
Bio:
Tef can't remember when his ability first began happening. He had always had random episodes of passing out since he was born, but never did they include such violence. What he does remember is the first person he harmed with his ability. At the age of 9, while at a friends house, playing in the back yard, his friend's brother came out and began to harass Tef, pushing him around and calling him names. It wasn't long before Tef began feeling faint. But before his sight was taken by the darkness, he could feel his entire body fill with anger. When he became conscious, his hands were covered in blood and his harasser looked like his face went through a meat grinder. What sent him into panick was his friend and his friend's parents mutilated corpses... He was soon sent to a hospital for the criminally insane, only to escape after snapping on his doctor, who was later found to be a pedophile after some digging by the authorities. From there, Tef had been living his life staying away from people, traveling in the cargo areas of buses as transportation or walking at night.