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Realistic or Modern S O L A R I S [closed]

l e o

retrophile


solaris
Hello and welcome to SOLARIS. This is a safe haven for people like you. People who were gifted with extraordinary powers. People who are kept down here in our underground labs for a reason. You may not know much of the outside world because you were taken as a young child, but that is not a place you want to be seeing at this time. Earth is now a barren land and solar flares have made it impossible to stay out there to survive. Human kind has been eradicated and you, along with whatever scientists live underground, are all that's left of the world. You were given powers in order to try and rehabilitate Earth eventually. But the time for that is not now. Before we get to it, we must first go through with many other procedures.

And it begins with you finding out who your Soul Guardian is.




premise
You have never known much life outside the labs. When you were seven-nine, you were part of a mandatory testing that allowed scientists to see if your body would cope with certain experiments they had in mind that could hopefully keep the world alive after the solar flare wiped out the existence of everyone else. You proved to be good candidates during your tests and so, you were taken underground, never to see your family again.

The scientists worked with various astronauts in order to make this experimentation, known as SOLARIS, a success. Astronauts were sent into space to collect essences of the various planets and also of various other space elements, and a child was injected with one of these essences, making each child unique. After a couple of years, their powers started to show as a result of the experimentation. Some have more than others. Some are more powerful than others. But all are the only hope for mankind to exist further in the future.

Around the time you turned twelve-fourteen was when the flare hit. All the camera footage from above was destroyed in the process and nobody has been out of the labs since. Not that you need to. Everything you could want is provided for you underground.

Soon, all of you will be over twenty-four. And that is when you will be allowed to leave the labs and see what the world is like above. But before all that, there are many other things to go through. For example finding out who your Soul Guardian is. And finally putting a face to the mysterious voice of the person that controls all these experiments. A voice you only hear through speakers.
rules
☼ No mary/gary sues i.e; no perfect characters

☼ try to bring in some diversity because people would be brought around from all over the world

☼ this is a first come first serve, however it also depends on your ability to write. I don't require a large number of detailed paragraphs. I just want good sentence structure. So, when you are applying, please give me a sample paragraph of you writing, in character of the role you want to play. Do it like this:

ROLE / GENDER / AGE / FACECLAIM
SAMPLE

☼ I require that each person applying take two roles, a male and female, to keep genders even. I don't want a huge group of people.

☼ You may not take two Class A roles or two Class B roles. You have to take one from each and keep genders in that as well even. I can ask you to change if I feel like there is more of one gender in one class.

☼ I am GM and what I say goes. I am looking for a co GM so let me know if yu are interested.

☼ Please please please be dedicated. I really want to get this going so only join if you can commit.

☼ You have to respond a minimum of once a week.

☼ This is semi literate-detailed so a minimum of two-three paragraphs per character response is required.

☼ Real face claims only please. No drawings or anime pictures.

☼ If you do not have your character sheet 3 days from applying for the role, I will open it up for somebody else to take.

☼ Please tag anyone you think might be interested.

☼ Please be friendly and keep all drama to the roleplay.





lore
THE MASTER
The Master is the voice you hear all around you when an announcement is made. You never see her face, you never meet her in person. You only hear her through the speakers as she dictates what is to happen at any time of the day.

SOUL GUARDIANS
Your Soul Guardian is someone that is bound to you. This was done during experimentation when you were still children. Pairs were chosen by The Master and she injected the pairs with different serums each. Now, at this point of time, your Soul Tattoos will appear, wherever they are on your body. Whoever has the same tattoo as you is your Soul Guardian. This is not something that dictates who you spend the rest of your life with. No, this is something that will help you when you get out into the real world. You are each others guardians. You train together and you watch each other's backs. You form a close bond that determines whether you live or die.

THE LABS
The labs are were you live. There are separate rooms for everyone and you are allowed access to various places using an electronic wristband. Just swipe it against the sensors and doors in hallways, doors to rooms and doors to various places open. Scientists and experiments have different wristbands though so not all places are accessible to you as they are to the scientists.

THE PIT
The place for recreational time. You have shops, restaurants, games, theatres. Whatever you can think of doing on your day off. You use your wristband to pay for food and games and movie tickets. Everyone gets a certain amount of units to spend each day but if you volunteer to take up a job manning one of these stations, you get extra units as a salary of sorts.

SCHEDULE
Every day, you have two hours of experimentation and two hours of physical training. Experimentation is before lunch and training is after. The rest of the time is to yourselves, however curfew is eleven at night. Your room doors will be locked at exactly eleven and will not be accessible till seven the next morning.

CLASSES
There are two classes: Class A and Class B. Everyone trains together however Class A experiments are more powerful and have three powers while Class B experiments are more in control and have two powers.
roles
CLASS A

#1 || h e l i o s || Essence of The Sun [ F / taken by Noivian Noivian ]
Powers: Thermal Manipulation || Light Manipulation || Fire manipulation

#2 || l u n a || Essence of The Moon [ M / taken by princxss princxss ]
Powers: Lunar Empowerment || Sense Manipulation || Gravity Manipulation

#3 || a s t r a l || Essence of The Stars [ F / taken by l e o l e o ]
Powers: Dream Walking || Illusion Inducement || Telekinesis

#4 || c a v u m || Essence of The Black Hole [ M / taken by Xed Xed ]
Powers: Darkness Manipulation || Shadow Travel || Invisibility

#5 || e t i a m || Essence of The Asteroid [ M / taken by Little Lozy Little Lozy ]
Powers: Super Speed || Clairvoyance || Precognition

#6 || g a e a || Essence of Earth [F / taken by I Interstellar ]
Powers: Plant manipulation || Regenerative Healing || Teleportation


CLASS B

#7 || e u r o p a || Essence of Jupiter [ M / taken by l e o l e o ]
Powers: Electricity Manipulation || Emotion Manipulation

#8 || t r i t o n || Essence of Neptune [ M / taken by Noivian Noivian ]
Powers: Water Manipulation || Tremor Inducement

#9 || d e i m o s || Essence of Mars [ F / taken by Little Lozy Little Lozy ]
Powers: Super Strength || Pain Inducement

#10 || c u p i d || Essence of Venus [ F / taken by princxss princxss ]
Powers: Charmspeak || Siren Song

#11 || k r o n o s || Essence of Saturn [ M / taken by I Interstellar ]
Powers: Air Manipulation || Paralysis Inducement

#12 || h e r m e s || Essence of Mercury [ F / taken by Xed Xed ]
Powers: Flight || Telepathy






OOC || INTEREST CHECK || SIGN UPS || ROLEPLAY

coded by leo


 
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first of all, ive really been saying this a lot today, and i really mean it: damn g, that's some nice coding right there.
 
are we able to reserve characters, or do we just apply whenever the CS is out? :^)

IF by any chance we are able to reserve characters, ive got my eyes set on Luna & Cupid/Hermes (im indecisive, whoops).
 
are we able to reserve characters, or do we just apply whenever the CS is out? :^)

IF by any chance we are able to reserve characters, ive got my eyes set on Luna & Cupid/Hermes (im indecisive, whoops).
Read through all the rules and you shall know :3
 
i am going to sound so dumb right now: for first come, first serve, does that apply to who finishes a cs first, or who reserves the character first? god, i swear i didn't slack and read the rules!! ;v;
 
i am going to sound so dumb right now: for first come, first serve, does that apply to who finishes a cs first, or who reserves the character first? god, i swear i didn't slack and read the rules!! ;v;
It refers to those that reserve first :3 So basically, you fill out that tiny form there in the rules depending on which role you want. If I think the sample is acceptable, then your character is reserved :3 If two people apply using that form for the same role, and both samples are acceptable, whoever applied first will get the role :3
 
#② Luna ☾ Essence of the Moon / Male / Twenty-three
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Because I am
too dang lazy unable to present a suitable name in my jumbled mind at 1:19am, his name will temporarily be Luna. The same bullshit explanation applies to the reason why my second character will simply be referred to as 'Cupid'.

Having physical training after lunch--even amidst the bad ideas, this was one of, if not the absolute
worst one yet. A familiar crease formed between Luna's bushy eyebrows as the corners of his lips turned upside-down into a frown, as he was barely able to supress the rising contents of his unsettled stomach. Really, maybe that third apple wasn't the greatest idea before cardio.

Three minutes into the daily cardio warm-up, Luna excused himself into the lab where he proceeded to curl up into a tight, impenetrable ball of discontent in the corner, brooding over his upset stomach. Even on his worst days, physically incapable Luna managed at least five minutes--but not today, nope. Not with the possibility of emptying the contents of his stomach--which really consisted mostly of berries and other acidic fruits--right in front of the others. Talk about embarrassing, considering that it would be third time this week alone.

Luna gazed at the poster of the moon in all of its shimmering, dazzling glory in the corner and managed an undecipherable, forlorn chuckle. He had always been told that his powers, the very reason he was deemed of any use in this unfortunate time came from the moon; however, how long has it been since he had laid eyes on it? On the lumpy, milky white surface that seemed oh-so close to Earth, yet was so very, incredibly far. It had been so very long since he inhaled the crisp, fresh air of the surface, felt the warm rays of sunlight bounce off of his sunscreen-protected skin, and most importantly, seen his family. He closed her eyes, but they quickly fluttered open: his mind could no longer conjure the familiar faces of his loved ones. Oh how he missed the gentle smile his mother flashed him every morning, the numerous fights that broke out between his sister and him over which channel to watch... Just how much more of this training, of this would he have to endure?
#①⓪ Cupid ❦ Essence of Venus / Female / Twenty-two
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Click, click, click...

The sharp click of Cupid's brand new pair of satin, devilish-crimson heels against the cold, marbled floor panels echoed through the hallway as Cupid leisurely strolled through the empty corridor with an air of confidence and importance. Cupid's footsteps abruptly came to a halt as she paused momentarily in front of the massive reflective metal doors to her right, observing her reflection. Her caramel roots began to reveal themselves, and in combination with her peachy pink hair, really reminded herself of a sweet, sugary treat.

"Excuse me, Miss Venus--" the guard began, only to be interrupted by a grinning Cupid.

"Please, call me Cupid," the pinkheaded girl purred, leaning against the doorframe.

"Cupid," the guard corrected, narrowing his eyes, clearly unphased, "director's orders: no one in the lab past eleven. Sorry, but I'm going to have to escort you back into your room."

Cupid arched an eyebrow, folding her arms over her chest. A playful gleam sparkled within the depths of her ruby orbs: "well, we'll have to see about that, now won't we?" Cupid muttered, activating Siren Song. Now, mister scientist couldn't possinly be furious with her, could he? After all, she was only doing some late night practicing... No, she would make him forgive her if she had to. A dreamy, seductive melody slipped between Cupid's lips as she slowly pushed past the guard, who had fallen into a trance. "Now, what fun toys do we have in here..."
 
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#② Luna ☾ Essence of the Moon / Male / Twenty-three
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Because I am
too dang lazy unable to present a suitable name in my jumbled mind at 1:19am, his name will temporarily be Luna. The same bullshit explanation applies to the reason why my second character will simply be referred to as 'Cupid'.

Having physical training after lunch--even amidst the bad ideas, this was one of, if not the absolute
worst one yet. A familiar crease formed between Luna's bushy eyebrows as the corners of his lips turned upside-down into a frown, as he was barely able to supress the rising contents of his unsettled stomach. Really, maybe that third apple wasn't the greatest idea before cardio.

Three minutes into the daily cardio warm-up, Luna excused himself into the lab where he proceeded to curl up into a tight, impenetrable ball of discontent in the corner, brooding over his upset stomach. Even on his worst days, physically incapable Luna managed at least five minutes--but not today, nope. Not with the possibility of emptying the contents of his stomach--which really consisted mostly of berries and other acidic fruits--right in front of the others. Talk about embarrassing, considering that it would be third time this week alone.

Luna gazed at the poster of the moon in all of its shimmering, dazzling glory in the corner and managed an undecipherable, forlorn chuckle. He had always been told that his powers, the very reason he was deemed of any use in this unfortunate time came from the moon; however, how long has it been since he had laid eyes on it? On the lumpy, milky white surface that seemed oh-so close to Earth, yet was so very, incredibly far. It had been so very long since he inhaled the crisp, fresh air of the surface, felt the warm rays of sunlight bounce off of his sunscreen-protected skin, and most importantly, seen his family. He closed her eyes, but they quickly fluttered open: his mind could no longer conjure the familiar faces of his loved ones. Oh how he missed the gentle smile his mother flashed him every morning, the numerous fights that broke out between his sister and him over which channel to watch... Just how much more of this training, of this would he have to endure?
#①⓪ Cupid ❦ Essence of Venus / Female / Twenty-two
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Click, click, click...

The sharp click of Cupid's brand new pair of satin, devilish-crimson heels against the cold, marbled floor panels echoed through the hallway as Cupid leisurely strolled through the empty corridor with an air of confidence and importance. Cupid's footsteps abruptly came to a halt as she paused momentarily in front of the massive reflective metal doors to her right, observing her reflection. Her caramel roots began to reveal themselves, and in combination with her peachy pink hair, really reminded herself of a sweet, sugary treat.

"Excuse me, Miss Venus--" the guard began, only to be interrupted by a grinning Cupid.

"Please, call me Cupid," the pinkheaded girl purred, leaning against the doorframe.

"Cupid," the guard corrected, narrowing his eyes, clearly unphased, "director's orders: no one in the lab past eleven. Sorry, but I'm going to have to escort you back into your room."

Cupid arched an eyebrow, folding her arms over her chest. A playful gleam sparkled within the depths of her ruby orbs: "well, we'll have to see about that, now won't we?" Cupid muttered, activating Siren Song. Now, mister scientist couldn't possinly be furious with her, could he? After all, she was only doing some late night practicing... No, she would make him forgive her if she had to. A dreamy, seductive melody slipped between Cupid's lips as she slowly pushed past the guard, who had fallen into a trance. "Now, what fun toys do we have in here..."
Both accepted! Although, just a note, but in the roleplay, the guards and scientists have equipment that leave them with good defense against the experiments' powers so none of them can use their powers on any of the authority figures. I'll be explaining more about that when we begin the roleplay though. :3
 
I'd like to reserve Etiam and Deimos. Should have CS' and writing samples up sometime today
Just a reminder that this isn't the cs! The sample is part of your application so your reservation isn't counted till that is up ^^ it just has to be a small paragraph sample.
 
Essence of The Black Hole / Male / 24 /
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Austin Hunter
The shadow danced across the wall to the tune of his fingers mimicking a ballet, one he had seen as a young boy at the theatre. It was strange, he supposed, that he remembered the dance. Every step, twirl and jump across that blinding stage was etched into his memory and yet. A frown creased his brow as his fingers stopped and the dance followed. And yet he could not remember the face of his mother much less his father. The speaker blared to life and Austin rose from the bed and headed to the door as the order to head for training was given. He was halfway there when he felt something ram into him from the side catching him by surprise and almost knocking him off his feet. He barely glanced to his left when that something bounced up almost hitting him once again as he barely got a shield up in time to block it. He blinked twice as the girl groaned and apologised feverishly for crashing into him while rubbing her head. She was slight next to him, maybe 5'4, sharp eyes, Korean? One of the Class B kids he supposed or was she from Class A? He was never good with faces or names for that matter. Even after so many years he could barely put a name to a face for any of the members. Clearly this girl had no such issues and she spoke really fast too. "I'm so sorry Austin. I should have watched where I was going. I didn't mean to crash into you. I'm so sorry." He scratched the back of his neck unsure of what to do when his watch caught his eye and he clicked his tongue. Great. He was late. His pre training routine was messed up. Even if he shadow travelled there now he would barely have time to get part of it done. Beside him, the girl was still apologising and bowing her head fervently as he massaged the bridge of his nose in an attempt to keep himself calm. It didn't work. "Look I don't have time for apologies ok." His voice came out harsher than he intended as he jogged away. Then again nothing ever went as he intended when he snapped. He hated it when he snapped. Messed with his head and his thinking. Made him do stupid things. And he hated it when he did stupid things. It created a loop. He would snap and do something stupid. Then get mad at himself for it, increasing his agitation. Already he was mentally kicking himself for snapping at the girl. He hadn't intended to. But then she had broken his routine and her apologies had gotten on his nerves. He shook his head as the training room door drew closer. The sooner he got started, the sooner he kicked it from his system, the better.

Essence of Mercury / Female / 22 /
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Jennie Park
"...head to the training room." Jennie bolted out of bed and scrambled to get dressed, racing about the room like she was on fire. Why did she take a nap after eating? She always, always overslept. Stupid, stupid, stupid. She cursed herself as she hopped towards the door, rushing to get her arms through the sleeve of her shirt and pulling on her sneakers as she scanned her wristband and hopped out of the room, breaking into a mad dash once she had her shoes on properly. Her hands ran through her dishevelled hair, trying to untangle the strands as her feet carried her down the corridor at break-neck speed until she lost a shoe, forcing her to turn back to retrieve it. Her legs were tiring and afraid she might lose another shoe again and delay herself further, she opted to fly there instead while sorting out the rest of her attire. She could not afford to show up late today. If she was late again that would make it three straight days. She was never late more than two days in a row and not about to change that. The sudden slam that sent her crashing to the ground told her otherwise as she rubbed her sore head and bounced back onto her feet, hittinf her head again. She was about to curse when she saw what or rather who it was she had crashed into and immediately burst into apology. Austin Hunter. Aka Mr Intimidating. She always found his name awfully apt. He was like a hunter. Tall, imposing and unreadable. His gaze was like that of a predator studying his prey and she never felt more small than she did as he studied her with that unreadable gaze of his. His silence made her nervous and only prompted her to apologise more much to her disbelief. Normally she would curse or laugh off an apology before continuing on her way not cower in fear like she was about to be eaten up. She didn't like to think of herself as being afraid of anything or anyone. Hell she had even tried to communicate telepathically with the Master, not that it had worked but still it had been worth a try. She tried her hand at breaking rules and getting into the heads of guards. Punishments and consequences never really scared her yet here was acting like a babbling buffoon just because she knocked into Austin. It wasn't like he was going to chew her out for that right? Wrong. Just as she was about to stop herself he snapped at her clearly as annoyed about her endless apologies as she was. Exactly what she needed. Now if the trainers paired them up that would be the icing on the cake.
 
Essence of The Black Hole / Male / 24 /
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Austin Hunter
The shadow danced across the wall to the tune of his fingers mimicking a ballet, one he had seen as a young boy at the theatre. It was strange, he supposed, that he remembered the dance. Every step, twirl and jump across that blinding stage was etched into his memory and yet. A frown creased his brow as his fingers stopped and the dance followed. And yet he could not remember the face of his mother much less his father. The speaker blared to life and Austin rose from the bed and headed to the door as the order to head for training was given. He was halfway there when he felt something ram into him from the side catching him by surprise and almost knocking him off his feet. He barely glanced to his left when that something bounced up almost hitting him once again as he barely got a shield up in time to block it. He blinked twice as the girl groaned and apologised feverishly for crashing into him while rubbing her head. She was slight next to him, maybe 5'4, sharp eyes, Korean? One of the Class B kids he supposed or was she from Class A? He was never good with faces or names for that matter. Even after so many years he could barely put a name to a face for any of the members. Clearly this girl had no such issues and she spoke really fast too. "I'm so sorry Austin. I should have watched where I was going. I didn't mean to crash into you. I'm so sorry." He scratched the back of his neck unsure of what to do when his watch caught his eye and he clicked his tongue. Great. He was late. His pre training routine was messed up. Even if he shadow travelled there now he would barely have time to get part of it done. Beside him, the girl was still apologising and bowing her head fervently as he massaged the bridge of his nose in an attempt to keep himself calm. It didn't work. "Look I don't have time for apologies ok." His voice came out harsher than he intended as he jogged away. Then again nothing ever went as he intended when he snapped. He hated it when he snapped. Messed with his head and his thinking. Made him do stupid things. And he hated it when he did stupid things. It created a loop. He would snap and do something stupid. Then get mad at himself for it, increasing his agitation. Already he was mentally kicking himself for snapping at the girl. He hadn't intended to. But then she had broken his routine and her apologies had gotten on his nerves. He shook his head as the training room door drew closer. The sooner he got started, the sooner he kicked it from his system, the better.

Essence of Mercury / Female / 22 /
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Jennie Park
"...head to the training room." Jennie bolted out of bed and scrambled to get dressed, racing about the room like she was on fire. Why did she take a nap after eating? She always, always overslept. Stupid, stupid, stupid. She cursed herself as she hopped towards the door, rushing to get her arms through the sleeve of her shirt and pulling on her sneakers as she scanned her wristband and hopped out of the room, breaking into a mad dash once she had her shoes on properly. Her hands ran through her dishevelled hair, trying to untangle the strands as her feet carried her down the corridor at break-neck speed until she lost a shoe, forcing her to turn back to retrieve it. Her legs were tiring and afraid she might lose another shoe again and delay herself further, she opted to fly there instead while sorting out the rest of her attire. She could not afford to show up late today. If she was late again that would make it three straight days. She was never late more than two days in a row and not about to change that. The sudden slam that sent her crashing to the ground told her otherwise as she rubbed her sore head and bounced back onto her feet, hittinf her head again. She was about to curse when she saw what or rather who it was she had crashed into and immediately burst into apology. Austin Hunter. Aka Mr Intimidating. She always found his name awfully apt. He was like a hunter. Tall, imposing and unreadable. His gaze was like that of a predator studying his prey and she never felt more small than she did as he studied her with that unreadable gaze of his. His silence made her nervous and only prompted her to apologise more much to her disbelief. Normally she would curse or laugh off an apology before continuing on her way not cower in fear like she was about to be eaten up. She didn't like to think of herself as being afraid of anything or anyone. Hell she had even tried to communicate telepathically with the Master, not that it had worked but still it had been worth a try. She tried her hand at breaking rules and getting into the heads of guards. Punishments and consequences never really scared her yet here was acting like a babbling buffoon just because she knocked into Austin. It wasn't like he was going to chew her out for that right? Wrong. Just as she was about to stop herself he snapped at her clearly as annoyed about her endless apologies as she was. Exactly what she needed. Now if the trainers paired them up that would be the icing on the cake.
accepted :3
 
Reserve for Helios and Triton while I find face claims and finish reading the premise?
 
Reserve for Helios and Triton while I find face claims and finish reading the premise?
Like I said! It's not exactly reserved till you apply with the sample so if someone else does the whole format before you, they get first preference.
 
Essence of the Sun / Female / 24 /
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Nova didn't know what to do.

She sighed and flopped onto her bed. Beside her lay two choices of outfits. One was summer-themed, denim shorts and a ruffly tank, with a pair of lace up sandals. The temperature was controlled down here, so there weren't really any seasons or anything. Why did they make clothes like this, then? So people could freeze in the air conditioning? The other outfit wasn't much better, but for different reasons. An oversized t-shirt and a pair of wrinkly jeans with simple worn converse sneakers wasn't very flattering, as appealing as the comfort of familiar clothes was. Her muscles ached from today's training and experiments, and Nova stifled a groan as she rolled over. Perhaps today she would just stay in bed? A firm rumbling in her stomach told her she at least needed to get up for a snack, if not dinner in an hour or two.

Deciding she'd just deal with looking unappealing, Nova threw on her older outfit and stepped outside her room.

Essence of Neptune / Male / 25 /
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His fingers itched to do something, tap something click something. He was restless, but alas he could not move, strapped into a table for his own safety. Scientists swarmed around him, conducting their experiments. At this age, Luis was used to it. Granted, it wasn't often he was strapped to a table for his experimentation hours, but still. Whatever they were doing must be fragile, precise, and important for them to have to strap him down like this. His fingernails thrummed on the cool metal table, anxious and just naturally restless. The pace of his thrumming increased as one of the scientists presented a large needle. It wasn't thick, as it was long. How deep did they plan on going?! Laying his head down on the table and staring into the ceiling beyond the bright lights above, he squeezed his eyes closed and tried to go lax when the pinching sensation of the needle pierced his abdomen.

He really hoped they knew what they were doing.
 
Naomi (Gaea, Essence of Earth) • Female • 22
Plant Manipulation - Regenerative Healing - Teleportation

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Walking was redundant when you could simply teleport to your destination, but Naomi didn't mind the inconvenience. It gave her more time to think, after all, swathed in the comfort of her own thoughts and beautiful, glorious silence. Silence. It was quite the scarcity nowadays. The compound seemed to be in a state of constant activity as the day of their departure loomed ever closer, like a storm cloud swollen with the impending downpour. The training room, in particular, was a cacophony of noise: the clanging of metal, meeting in a shower of sparks, was nearly drowned out by the various sounds of powers being exercised. Many of her peers reveled in the thrill of battle, but Naomi avoided it at all costs. Violence precipitated death, and she didn't need another reminder of the fate that would certainly befall some of them on the surface.

The door to her room opened with a pleasant whoosh as she pressed her wristband to the sensor. At once, the aromas of lavender and citrus ― smells she associated with home and comfort and peace ― twined around her body, and she could feel some of the dread knotted in her stomach dissipate. Naomi had given herself substantial creative liberty in "decorating" her room, and it now resembled a small garden (albeit enclosed on four sides by concrete). She sank into bed, weary from the day's exertions, and tried ― in vain ― to suppress the one question that haunted her mind.

What was waiting for them beyond the labs' walls?

Finishing up my second character!
 
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Essence of the Sun / Female / 24 /
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Nova didn't know what to do.

She sighed and flopped onto her bed. Beside her lay two choices of outfits. One was summer-themed, denim shorts and a ruffly tank, with a pair of lace up sandals. The temperature was controlled down here, so there weren't really any seasons or anything. Why did they make clothes like this, then? So people could freeze in the air conditioning? The other outfit wasn't much better, but for different reasons. An oversized t-shirt and a pair of wrinkly jeans with simple worn converse sneakers wasn't very flattering, as appealing as the comfort of familiar clothes was. Her muscles ached from today's training and experiments, and Nova stifled a groan as she rolled over. Perhaps today she would just stay in bed? A firm rumbling in her stomach told her she at least needed to get up for a snack, if not dinner in an hour or two.

Deciding she'd just deal with looking unappealing, Nova threw on her older outfit and stepped outside her room.

Essence of Neptune / Male / 25 /
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His fingers itched to do something, tap something click something. He was restless, but alas he could not move, strapped into a table for his own safety. Scientists swarmed around him, conducting their experiments. At this age, Luis was used to it. Granted, it wasn't often he was strapped to a table for his experimentation hours, but still. Whatever they were doing must be fragile, precise, and important for them to have to strap him down like this. His fingernails thrummed on the cool metal table, anxious and just naturally restless. The pace of his thrumming increased as one of the scientists presented a large needle. It wasn't thick, as it was long. How deep did they plan on going?! Laying his head down on the table and staring into the ceiling beyond the bright lights above, he squeezed his eyes closed and tried to go lax when the pinching sensation of the needle pierced his abdomen.

He really hoped they knew what they were doing.
accepted ^^
 
Sven (Kronos, Essence of Saturn) • Male • 23
Air Manipulation - Paralysis Inducement

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There were times when Sven wondered what it ― all of it ― was for. Being taken away from his family a day shy of his ninth birthday. Being poked and prodded by all manner of instruments, many of which left him nauseous and writhing in agony for days. Being holed up in a dingy facility for much of his adolescence, denied access to the outside world and any contact with his parents. Training for hours on end until he could barely catch his own breath, let alone summon enough wind to take down an imaginary target.

"It's for your own good, Sven," the researchers said, in the same placating voice that they always used. "Just think, you could be the key to saving the entire human race. Wouldn't that be something?"

Bullshit.

Of course, it wasn't entirely awful. There were plenty of things to do in the Pit, the food was better than any he had had at home, and he had friends in the other test subjects. But something about all of it seemed off, wrong, and Sven couldn't shake the feeling of apprehension that seized his chest.

With a groan, he peeled himself from his bed and made his way across the room to the mirror. A bleary-eyed young man stared back at him, a shock of white, nearly translucent hair careening precariously over his forehead. In a few moments, the Master would call them to breakfast and then direct them to their first round of testing. Intense physical training would follow, after which they would be fed again and subjected to another round of experimentation. It was the same routine, day in and day out, with little room for variety.

Lab rats. That's all they were.

As the speaker overhead crackled to life, Sven contented himself with a final onceover, before grabbing his jacket from the hanger and stepping into the hallway.
 
Essence of Mars | F | Twenty-Four
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Soft blue eyes reflected her own, the voice like a cooing dove, and her embrace was filled with so much warmth that it would linger long after the planet cooled. The arms that wrapped themselves around the fragile girl were her stronghold, her sanctuary, as long as she was in those arms she could never be harmed. Darkness, like a sweeping storm fell on them a winds whipped and whirled. It pulled, twisting and yanking at them from opposing directions, but the strength in the arms held tight. Thunder clapped and the sky was set on fire, still it pulled them and the grip began to slip. The shaking child aged before her eyes, she held tightly to that hand and the girl that had grown to a woman, she was the one with the strength now. Their fingers intertwined and they fell through the burning sky, slowly slipping from each other, and suddenly all the warmth in the world was sniffed out by the darkness, and the girl that became a woman was left alone.

Deimos opened her eyes, tears streaming down her cold face, her heart fluttering and her bed broken. She brushed the tears away with her fingertips and their warmth glowed within her. She rose up, dressed, and began her day.​


Essence of Asteriod | M | Twenty-Three

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Tick, tick, tick

Time, time was such a weird thing. A cold bitch, if you will. She seemed linear, but that wasn't completely true. The truth is time was ever changing, adjusting, adapting. No one knew that more than Etiam. He was locked in silent battle and Time, well she played dirty.

Tick, tick, tick

Those seconds rang loud in through his ears, nearly screaming in his head. Time she was nagging at him again. You'd think someone with access to superhuman speed and his own private window to the future would have this bitch under his control, no, she was always slipping through his grasps.

Tick, tick, tick

Here's the thing about time, the ability to see straight through it, the ability to speed through it: You don't get to choose what you see. Etiam saw the end of the earth before scientist ever predicted the land would be scorched. No one prepares you for that shit. No one prepares you for see everything that was loved, that was beautiful, that was good be burned alive. You think time cares you're just a kid, scarred and hurt and sick. She doesn't give a f*ck. Time doesn't have it to waste on you.
 
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Sven (Kronos, Essence of Saturn) • Male • 23
Air Manipulation - Paralysis Inducement

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There were times when Sven wondered what it ― all of it ― was for. Being taken away from his family a day shy of his ninth birthday. Being poked and prodded by all manner of instruments, many of which left him nauseous and writhing in agony for days. Being holed up in a dingy facility for much of his adolescence, denied access to the outside world and any contact with his parents. Training for hours on end until he could barely catch his own breath, let alone summon enough wind to take down an imaginary target.

"It's for your own good, Sven," the researchers said, in the same placating voice that they always used. "Just think, you could be the key to saving the entire human race. Wouldn't that be something?"

Bullshit.

Of course, it wasn't entirely awful. There were plenty of things to do in the Pit, the food was better than any he had had at home, and he had friends in the other test subjects. But something about all of it seemed off, wrong, and Sven couldn't shake the feeling of apprehension that seized his chest.

With a groan, he peeled himself from his bed and made his way across the room to the mirror. A bleary-eyed young man stared back at him, a shock of white, nearly translucent hair careening precariously over his forehead. In a few moments, the Master would call them to breakfast and then direct them to their first round of testing. Intense physical training would follow, after which they would be fed again and subjected to another round of experimentation. It was the same routine, day in and day out, with little room for variety.

Lab rats. That's all they were.

As the speaker overhead crackled to life, Sven contented himself with a final onceover, before grabbing his jacket from the hanger and stepping into the hallway.
Naomi (Gaea, Essence of Earth) • Female • 22
Plant Manipulation - Regenerative Healing - Teleportation

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Walking was redundant when you could simply teleport to your destination, but Naomi didn't mind the inconvenience. It gave her more time to think, after all, swathed in the comfort of her own thoughts and beautiful, glorious silence. Silence. It was quite the scarcity nowadays. The compound seemed to be in a state of constant activity as the day of their departure loomed ever closer, like a storm cloud swollen with the impending downpour. The training room, in particular, was a cacophony of noise: the clanging of metal, meeting in a shower of sparks, was nearly drowned out by the various sounds of powers being exercised. Many of her peers reveled in the thrill of battle, but Naomi avoided it at all costs. Violence precipitated death, and she didn't need another reminder of the fate that would certainly befall some of them on the surface.

The door to her room opened with a pleasant whoosh as she pressed her wristband to the sensor. At once, the aromas of lavender and citrus ― smells she associated with home and comfort and peace ― twined around her body, and she could feel some of the dread knotted in her stomach dissipate. Naomi had given herself substantial creative liberty in "decorating" her room, and it now resembled a small garden (albeit enclosed on four sides by concrete). She sank into bed, weary from the day's exertions, and tried ― in vain ― to suppress the one question that haunted her mind.

What was waiting for them beyond the labs' walls?

Finishing up my second character!


Accepted ^^
 
Essence of Mars | F | Twenty-Four
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Soft blue eyes reflected her own, the voice like a cooing dove, and her embrace was filled with so much warmth that it would linger long after the planet cooled. The arms that wrapped themselves around the fragile girl were her stronghold, her sanctuary, as long as she was in those arms she could never be harmed. Darkness, like a sweeping storm fell on them a winds whipped and whirled. It pulled, twisting and yanking at them from opposing directions, but the strength in the arms held tight. Thunder clapped and the sky was set on fire, still it pulled them and the grip began to slip. The shaking child aged before her eyes, she held tightly to that hand and the girl that had grown to a woman, she was the one with the strength now. Their fingers intertwined and they fell through the burning sky, slowly slipping from each other, and suddenly all the warmth in the world was sniffed out by the darkness, and the girl that became a woman was left alone.

Deimos opened her eyes, tears streaming down her cold face, her heart fluttering and her bed broken. She brushed the tears away with her fingertips and their warmth glowed within her. She rose up, dressed, and began her day.​


Essence of Asteriod | M | Twenty-Three

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Tick, tick, tick

Time, time was such a weird thing. A cold bitch, if you will. She seemed linear, but that wasn't completely true. The truth is time was ever changing, adjusting, adapting. No one knew that more than Etiam. He was locked in silent battle and Time, well she played dirty.

Tick, tick, tick

Those seconds rang loud in through his ears, nearly screaming in his head. Time she was nagging at him again. You'd think someone with access to superhuman speed and his own private window to the future would have this bitch under his control, no, she was always slipping through his grasps.

Tick, tick, tick

Here's the thing about time, the ability to see straight through it, the ability to speed through it: You don't get to choose what you see. Etiam saw the end of the earth before scientist ever predicted the land would be scorched. No one prepares you for that shit. No one prepares you for see everything that was loved, that was beautiful, that was good be burned alive. You think time cares you're just a kid, scarred and hurt and sick. She doesn't give a f*ck. Time doesn't have it to waste on you.
accepted :3
 

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