Futuristic THE SEA (Lore based, Futuristic RP, OPEN & ACCEPTING)

[Wixed]

Feel free to BBcode your CS however you see fit. Sheet must contain the following:


Name:


Age:


Sex/ Gender (if applicable):


Race:


Sexuality:


Current Location (where your character will start. Eg: Pyxis, The Sea, Seoul9):


Appearance (photos accepted. Please keep characteristics within reason of the lore):


Personality:


Abilities or Adaptations:


Gear or special attire:


Virus Specific Mutation(s):


Background:


Extra information:


UPDATE - For those who create new races or species, feel free to add a "Lore" section to your character sheets or PM me any lore you'd like added to the overview.


UPDATE- Hey guys! Please mark your CS's if they're incomplete. Just an "Under Construction, Incomplete" at the top will do. Thanks.

 

[The Velveteen Rabbit]

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• Basics
• Personal
• Other

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  Name
  
  
  Amaranth Zerdaica, otherwise known as the 'Beetle Witch'
  
  
  
  
  
  Age
  
  
  20 years old
  
  
  
  
  
  Sex/Gender
  
  
  Female
  
  
  
  
  
  Race
  
  
  Qynite
  
  
  
  
  
  Sexuality
  
  
  Pansexual
  
  
  
  
  
  Current Location
  
  
  The Sea
  
  
  
  
  
  Appearance
  
  
  An odd, yet strangely beautiful appearance, Amaranth's facial structure is soft and heart-shaped, with stunning magenta-hued eyes. Her skin is a pale white, and shines gently under the sun due to the hard, shell-like exterior. Her hair is a dark purplish-pink, with the ends braided and decorated with silver ornaments. Three beetle-like horns stick out from her head, which are closely related to the Three-Horned Rhinoceros Beetle. Her body overall seems and looks human, except for her toes, which resemble the claw-like feet of a beetle.
  
  
  
  
  
  
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  Personality
  
  
  Focused, stubborn, and independent. Amaranth rarely relies on other people, mostly due to the fact she likes to do things her own way. Although she is stubborn, she is also very clever, often spilling remarks that are puzzle-like and require solving. All in all, Amaranth is often described as unique, for she is hard to understand and slightly unpredictable. One minute she could be a trickster, and the next she could be motherly and kind. Her personality seems to be all over the place, although she always seems to maintain a positive attitude.
  
  Abilities or Adaptations
  
  
  With the help of her claw-like feet/toes, Amaranth is able to climb trees and other surfaces fairly well. Her shell-like skin, which is hard and smooth to the touch, acts as armor, and can deflect even the heaviest of attacks for long periods of time. Like all Qynites, Amaranth is a vegetarian, and sticks to a non-carnivorous diet, often eating fruits and other plants as means for food. She is nocturnal, like the beetle she was mutated with, and is rarely seen awake during the day.
  
  Gear or Special Attire
  
  
  Amaranth is dressed in a thick armored breast plate, gauntlets, greaves, and sabatons that are colored a dark purple. It is unknown how she obtained this armor, but it appears to have been forged by the hands of something or someone.
  
  
  
  
  
  Virus Specific Mutation(s)
  
  
  Mutated with that of a Rhinoceros beetle, Amaranth does share some traits with the insect, with horns, a shell-like exterior, claw-like feet, and wings (although she can't fly very well, they're mostly there for show). Everything else, however, she is lacking in. Her eyesight is fairly normal, along with her hearing and perception. Due to her hard skin, it acts as armor and protects her from attacks that could possibly injure or kill her. It would take a lot to pierce through her shell-like skin, although it is possible.
  
  
  Background
  
  
  Amaranth was born into a small shamanic tribe of Qynites located deep inside the forest. Like many other Qynites across the planet, she was engrossed into the art of healing and alchemy, and soon was learning the properties of certain plants and ingredients. She never knew her father, but that was typical for a female Qynite. When she reached her adolescent stage, Amaranth was forced to leave the tribe and start a new life of her own. For most of her life, she's been quite reclusive, although she does have frequent visitors, who often come to exchange gems for her healing potions. Before long, Amaranth had grown quite popular, and was soon nicknamed the 'Beetle Witch', mostly due to her healing skills and knowledge of herbs. It was rumored for a very long time that anyone who refused to repay her with precious gemstones would be turned into a beetle, which turned out to be a false accusation later on.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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  Extra information
  
  
  Amaranth has large mutated beetle who acts as her guard. All Qynite tribes possess them, even ones who are considered recluses. His name is Naqis, which means 'brave' in the native language of the Qynites. He is very protective, and can express a nasty temper if provoked or threatened. Naqis is about the size of a large dog.
  
  
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[typhoon]

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BASICS

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BASICS

Full name: Vi Redan


Gender: Female


Age: 23


Race: Cyborg of sorts


Sexuality: Straight


Current Location: Seoul9

Notable features: Few scars and quite noticeable metal arm


Abilities or Adaptations: Vi can fuse her body with metal, giving her a cyborg-like appearance. So far she's only fused the metal it onto her skin, but she's quite aware of the other possibilities of other materials.

APPEARANCE


Eyes: Pink


Hair: Changes from a bright neon to pink; it has nothing to do with emotions.


Height: 5'6


Weight: 120 pounds


Physique: Slim but muscular

Virus Specific Mutations: She's not really sure why her hair changes color, but but she tends to overlook it. Her body was studied once after the accident with the wrench, and there is obviously something very weird going on with her DNA. Vi doesn't exactly know the diagnosis due to it being too long and complicated.

BIOGRAPHY

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PERSONALITY: She's quite stubborn and hard-headed, which causes her to end up in trouble. At first glance she seems like the typical "rebel" but she's smart and complex. Vi is brutally honest, which is sometimes more of a curse than a blessing. She thinks out all of her actions before doing them.


BACKGROUND


Vi was orphaned at a young age when a fire broke out in their quarters while they slept. It was nothing major but took likes, including Vi's parents and two younger siblings. IT also left her with major scarring on her arm and legs. She was put into the system and soon became a troublesome child. She went from family to family until she was old enough to leave. She took up a job at a mechanic shop when the owner took pity on her, and gave her a job as helping him with tidying. But, Vi found herself intrigued with his work. When he had left the shop to go out once, she started observing the bits and pieces until one of the wrenches suddenly started covering her skin. She quickly tried to pry it off but it refused. She tried to keep it hidden until he noticed the metal, and was quite surprise to say the least. She managed to get it off a while after but wanted to replace it with something more useful. The owner helped her gather some metals and helped fuse them on her arm, covering the scars she had been disgusted at. She stayed and started working under the mechanic until she was knowledgeable enough to help out in the shop. She slowly began getting into trouble after finding about her new ability, but she always comes back to the mechanic shop sporting whatever cuts and bruises from the scrapes she gets into.

LIKES

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LIKES

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  Working in the shop
  

• Wandering around the dome and getting into fights.
  

DISLIKES

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HATE

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  Authority
  

• Snottiness
  

• Rudeness that's not coming from her
  

STRENGTHS & WEAKNESSES

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SKILLS


Mechanic-works pretty good with all kinds of machines and other trinkets of that nature.

INEPTITUDES


She is extremely stubborn and sarcastic. She comes off as rude, which ends her up in trouble.

WEAPONS

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WEAPONS





She carries around a small pistol, and if it ever gets taken, well, there's always the small knife in her boot.

 

[roguetick]

Name: Kallum


Age: 20


Sex/ Gender (if applicable): Male


Race: Sheik


Sexuality: Pansexual


Current Location: The Sea


Personality: Kallum' always been calm and soft spoken, a tactician by nature. He's also just a boy with a sense for adventure, craving almost any cheap thrill or sense of danger. He isn't naive to his hypocritical nature, but that doesn't mean he isn't in denial.


Gear or special attire: A water bearing targe and hilt. They're inscribed with the glyphs of his people an


Virus Specific Mutation(s): Gills align the side of Kallum's neck, and his bones have a lower density then those of a normal humans, allowing him to withstand the deep pressure of the sea with ease. This also acts as a dual-edged sword, if the area is lacking humidity, Kallum become sluggish and pliant.


Ability: Kallum can manipulate water into being a hard-water construct... as long as he has something to direct the water towards.


Background: Kallum's people have worshipped the water for as long as their history is dated back, the elders passing down the knowledge to control the tide to a select few of each generation. He was one of them, but he was never as talented as everyone else, needing a conductor to filter his magic through. Every year, someone from the Sheik tribe conducts a pilgrimage to the spirit of the ocean. Kallum was chose to offer the gifts, he's mostly using it as an excuse to venture out further then his home.


Extra information:

 

[Wixed]

CHARACTER BIO

Location: The Sea | Pyxan | Will Solari

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  Name:Will Solari
  
  
  Age: 17
  
  
  Sex/ Gender (if applicable): Male
  
  
  Race: Pyxan
  
  
  Sexuality: Undiscovered
  
  
  Current Location: The Sea
  
  
  Appearance: Will stands at 5”10, milk skinned as most Pyxans are, red-eyed and lean. His hair has a bit of curl to it and over all he’s wan and malnourished in appearance. A constant expression of eager thought, the boy’s toned and lanky posture is rather unassuming.
  
  
  
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  Personality: Will is naturally defiant. Ambitious some would call it. He’s had a hard time of blending for the entirety of his life. Constantly questioning this and that, his life on Pyxis felt dull and lacking. His curiosities kept him snooping and reprimanded often. Never short on witty response, Will’s outward facade can seem childish to those at a distance, yet his clever intellect never fails to get him out of his self-made troubles.
  
  
  Abilities or Adaptations: N/A
  
  
  Virus Specific Mutation(s): N/A
  
  
  Background: Will was born to an unassuming family, life-mated and successfully so, his demur existence left much to be desired in the way of discovery. All Pyxans are life-mated at birth. Matched up with a partner whose genetic makeup is suitable to produce near-perfect offspring. Will, too, is paired at birth with a genetically compatible female. And while it is practiced and preached to stay true and faithful to these pairings, he finds that love is not nearly as important to him as the mysteries of Pyxis and its past. In fact, the populous is blissfully unaware of the true reason they even live in space. No mention of the virus has graced the ears of the 3 current generations,and while education is valued deeply, tampered history goes unnoticed.
  
  
  His nonconformity becomes unreasonable to his mate, and though she deals with his meddlesome ways as best she can, her spite for lack of attention festers. She begins following him, assuming he’s merely unfaithful. Denied in every romantic pass she makes, her jealousy becomes unbearable until she catches him entering a room she’d not noticed before. An area not permitted to the public, yet she follows against her best judgement.
  
  
  Will’s curiosities get the better of him, and the two find themselves huddled in the room, files and records scattered and piled to the ceiling. All detailing days of old. Secrets kept from their people. Weeks pass in this manner. The two sneaking off to understand the past.
  
  
  Inevitably, the two are caught. And in an attempt to keep this information from reaching the public, Will is dropped to Earth.
  
  
  
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  Gear or special attire: Will is suited with the very basics for survival, though two days before being dropped his memory is wiped clean. His memories all seem in place, save for pieces of information he’d gathered while researching. And just as he’s awoken and sent to his pod, he finds an implant on his wrist. An orb of sorts, an inch and a half in diameter, it undulates strangely and emits a dim glow. He’s found no use for it yet, aside from dull pain when touched.
  
  
  
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  Will be added through character development.
  
  
  

Intro post below for reference.


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The sky rippled like a velvet sheet. Seven streaks glittered down from the heavens and seven flickering tails of light swam down toward the Earth, doming like the bars of an illuminated birdcage--a whistling hum in the skies as they descended rapidly. The trees below shifted, restless. The evening was a cloudy one and a thin fog was slowly rolling in over the valley that split the towering forest in two, cut deep by a river which forked the valley into thirds.


The lights flitted out of view. One bright tear dropping into the darkness of the trees who consumed the object, just as the sky expelled a misty drizzle over the land. Within the canopy, the pod bounced against branches which snapped and crackled in the wake of its' momentum. It looked like an egg plummeting to the damp forest floor where it smacked the soil, a dull, crunching, thud--sending a wave of debris about it.


The pod rested in the uprooted thicket. All silent, save for the quiet hiss of smoke fuming from what might be the object's underside. A creature darted past the crash site, giving the air a quick sniff as it hurried by and away into the darkness.


Dawn broke. The machine thrummed in its dirt nest, the ground around it vibrating wildlife into motion. The smoke was settled and though its outer shell appeared unscathed, surely its interior was no more. The fall was too great. Too unthinkably treacherous for anything to survive.


The sun could not penetrate the foliage. Decades of growth, and the early morning light became that of an early evening twilight. The air was damp from the evening's rain, thick and muggy. Heavy on the lungs.


The pod rattled. A hatch burst open from its' side, icy breath spilling against the warmth awaiting and meeting with temporary fog. The sound of metal and beeping technology erupted with the expel.


The pod vomited. A boy, naked and plugged into its' innards, dripping with clear mucus.


If nothing else, the boy appeared dead. Limply hanging from the plugs and wires as marionette from her strings.


All at once his chest gave a great rise and fall, then another. The damp air set him gasping. New lungs unaccustomed to unfiltered oxygen. The boy's muscles spasmed as he choked and coughed out the musk he'd inhaled. The frailty of his form rattling thin, malnourished even.


A short eternity passed him by, hanging there. His breaths mere wheezes crackling up his throat. He quieted himself after a time, weakly tipping his head up toward the sky of whispering leaves. His eyes sat wide at the flora, red and bright. Burning and tearing, he closed them tight-- pulling free sticky, wired patches from slick skin. He rid his arms and chest of the patches and forced his eyes back open. Though they stung, he needed his sight to remove the needles and connectors.


Fear of infection set him to work gently, unplugging and disconnecting. A strap across his abdomen held him firm to his full-body seat. An indent remained in the soft material as he unbuckled, dropping about a foot to the forest floor, cold and naked. The soil was black tar against his milk skin, and he pressed his fingers into the supple earth, rubbing the rich grains between them.


He'd never seen such greenery and life. No one in his lifetime or many previous to his, could even imagine such an existence. That vegetation could be so abundant, so breathtaking.


He sat, knees in the dirt, gathering his senses which were more stimulated than they'd ever been save for his birth. Forgetting the many years of preparation, of training and planning that'd gone into his descent--he felt he could cry. No amount of training would do when faced with the real and true experience. He'd never known real gravity, his entire experience, life, up until this very moment was artificially provided. Artificial light, and food.


Abundance surrounded him. Everything alive and in motion. A beetle scurried across his hand and up his forearm and his eyes followed it eagerly. Amazed he was, standing himself upright and brushing moist soil from his thighs and knees, skin stained coal. He looked to his landing pod, how unbelonging it appeared to him surrounded by the dense nature. The vehicle door was face-planted in the dirt and he gave the interior a once over. It consisted of his bed-seat, which he'd been strapped to, many wires and curious lights, and one small compartment.


The boy reached for the storage hatch and tugged the handle. It popped open smoothly on metal rods, revealing a meager stash of supplies. Especially meager compared to the grandeur of his situation.


Truly, the forest stretched for miles upon miles. Vast and towering so high and lush, that he could not see the sky even if he were to climb 20 or even 50 feet up. He'd read many books, studied countless hours, yet nothing was familiar to him. Nothing of the old world existed here. The environment was alien.

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[Steviemac]

Name: Wally Scranton


Age: 40


Sex/ Gender (if applicable): Male


Race: Pyxan


Sexuality: Hetero


Current Location (where your character will start. Eg: Pyxis, The Sea, Seoul9): Pyxis


Appearance (photos accepted. Please keep characteristics within reason of the lore):


Height: 5'6"


Weight: 125 lbs.


Eyes: Red


Hair: White


Build: Scrawny


Personality:


Outgoing and friendly, Wally finds it easy to make friends. He is some what eccentric and thoroughly enjoys his field of expertise. If you let him, he will ramble on for hours on the intricacies of different plant species. He is true and loyal Pyxan, following the tenets set down centuries ago without question.


Abilities or Adaptations: Unknown


Gear or special attire:


Wally dresses in standard Pyxan garb. He has a scientific testing kit, about the size of a briefcase, that he uses for his research.


Virus Specific Mutation(s): None


Background: From an early age, Wally has had an affinity for plants. This led him to be schooled in botany and horticulture. As this became his specialty, he was selected to contribute to society by being assigned to work in hydroponics section of Pyxis. He started out at the age of 15 helping to ensure the plants were receiving the correct amounts of water. A few years later, he was assigned to ensure the soil quality was within range. After finishing his schooling at age 20, he was placed in charge of the entire fruit section. While in this position, he was able to increase the amount of fruit harvested by 10% over the course of 3 years. Upon the death of his teacher and mentor when Wally was 30, he was promoted to oversee the entire botanical department on Pyxis.


Extra information:


Wally was mated to Serena. Upon reaching the age of joining, the were officially wed. Their union has produced one child, a son named Lawrence. He is 20 years old and followed in mothers footsteps to become a medical doctor. Wally was chosen for the expedition to The Sea for his botanical expertise.

 

[Wixed]

@Steviemac


Wally is accepted.

 

[Steviemac]

@Steviemac
Wally is accepted.

Thank you.

 

[UlyssesTheSnowman]

Name: Caleb Grant


Age: 21


Sex/ Gender (if applicable): Male


Race: Pyxan


Sexuality: Bisexual


Current Location (where your character will start. Eg: Pyxis, The Sea, Seoul9): Seoul9


Appearance: White neatly combed hair, stubble, tall, formal dress, fairly physically strong, mostly human flesh but some areas (right side of head, arms, legs and some of torso) covered with wires and metal plating


Personality: Good public speaker, confident, pragmatic and logical, likes maths, engineering and classical music, tries a little too hard to make friends, self-conscious about his appearance


Abilities or Adaptations: N/A


Gear or special attire: Has to carry a circuit board on a trolley around everywhere to ensure nothing in his body malfunctions


Virus-Specific Mutation(s): The virus developed into a flesh-eating form that destroyed most of his internal organs and the flesh on his arms, legs and some of his face and torso


Background: Raised on Pyxis and extremely gifted in engineering, he was a model example for the other Pyxans there due to his total obedience and advanced mind. He was wedded to his life partner, Jennifer, when he was 18 and he was recruited into the engineering department overseeing the building of the technology to be used in The Sea Expeditions until he started to fall ill. Over the next two years he realized that a form of the virus was devouring his internal organs and started to work to create metal replacements. When he tried to seek medical treatment he became disillusioned with the lack of attention he received until his flesh started to rot quickly. He was placed into quarantine but once he heard of plans to execute him, he fled to Seoul9 and found refuge in a lab where he and an elderly scientist completed his new body and nervous system. He works in that engineering department now and wants to find out more about Pyxis and expose their totalitarian practises.

 

[Wixed]

@The Velveteen Rabbit


Accepted.

 

[Wixed]

@UlyssesTheSnowman


The application looks good minus his dark hair. Pyxans are albino as they no longer require the production of melanin.


You can just add he had his hair modded in Seoul9.


Other than that, accepted.

 

[Wixed]

@Coal


Aside from the BBcode issue and a few grammatical errors, the CS looks good.


Accepted. Just make sure to tidy it up when you get the chance.

 

[UlyssesTheSnowman]

@UlyssesTheSnowman
The application looks good minus his dark hair. Pyxans are albino as they no longer require the production of melanin.


You can just add he had his hair modded in Seoul9.


Other than that, accepted.

Okay. Thanks! Let's just say that his hair is white colored then.

 

[VirtualUnity]

Agent File:115







1st Lieutenant


Nathaniel C. Vincent

• P1-General Information
• P2-Military Information
• P3-Background Information

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  Birth Name: Nathaniel C. Vincent
  
  
  Alias: Reaper
  
  
  Age: 35
  
  
  Sex: Male
  
  
  Species: Dome Bred
  
  Sexuality: Heterosexual
  
  Current Location: Pyxis
  
  Personality: Serious, Cynical, Aggressive, Perceptive and Over-Confident
  
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  Abilities or Adaptations:
  
  Armor:
  
  -Invisibility
  
  -Jump Pack
  
  -Hard Light Shield
  
  
  -Inferred & Night Vision
  
  
  Mutation:
  
  
  -Regeneration
  
  
  Skills:
  
  
  -CQC
  
  
  -Infiltration
  
  
  -Marksman
  
  
  -Deception
  
  
  Armor: Mark III Shadow Peacekeeper Armor
  
  

  

  
  
  Primary: Helix-XJ Silenced
  
  

  

  
  
  Secondary: Duel XIJ Lever Action Handguns
  
  

  

  
  
  Melee: Duel Reinforced Tomahawks
  
  

  

  
  
  Projectile: NRP900 Semtex Nervegas
  
  

  

  
  
  Equipment:
  
  
  -Wrist Mounted PDA Tool
  
  Virus Specific Mutation(s):
  
  -Red Eyes
  
  -Sharp k-9's
  
  -Aggressive Behavior
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  Background:
  
  Nathan was born in the year 2966 in Seoul9 in a militaristic district he was born to a Strict but nurturing Mother while his Father was a Serious Disciplined. Man who trained him to be a soldier at the age of 16 he was forced to go to an Academy he was an Athletic person but is. Picked on by some of the students for having sharp K-9's calling him Husky in his Second year in the. Academy as they keep on the insults something broke in Nathan some Recessive Mutations emerged, his once dark Blue eyes. Turn into a Dark Red pigment while becoming more Aggressive, The bullies were Terrified of him as he ripped out. One of the Securities Throat the cafeteria was locked down as the last of the students were out. Security Entered with guns one of the security guards shot him in the back he fell to the floor until the bullet fell. Out of him the wound healing he turned to the shooter, As he was rushing him he was shot by a Tranquilizer dart. Falling down unconscious he woke tied to a chair in front of him the Academies Director he told him that he. Will still be enrolled into the school but in another dorm he was shown a video of what he did wasn't an. Abomination but an Achievement for the Academy he was told that his mutation could help in maintaining the. Peace in Seoul9, as a few years pass he became 18 where he was recruited in Peace keeping in the. Domed City he has seen his first action when people rioted about the food shortages after the riots as Peace was. Met again he was moved up in the Government by the age of 35 he was the first Dome Bred. Human to be launched in space where he stow away in the Pyxis to do recon about the Purist Humans.
  
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[Anaxial]

Name: Barumal Hevi'zal


Age: 27


Sex/ Gender: Masculine


Race: Hominem Ultra


Sexuality: Asexual (He has no sexual drive but is more than capable of procreation.)


Current Location: The Sea


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Personality: Barbaric and violent, Barumal is a primitive and skittish creature. Like most Hominem Ultra, he abides to strange tribal customs and behaves very primitively, despite his high-tech appearance.


Abilities or Adaptations:

Prodigious Size-

Most Hominem Ultra are much larger than your average human, standing 9ft tall and wide as two men, he may be easy to spot but he's certainly more difficult to take down.



Incredible Strength-

Boosted by his reliance on technology, Barumal has a terrifying strength and is able to rip apart metal contrusts with ease.



Heightened Senses-

All of his senses have been increased drastically, he is immune to dizziness and motion induced nausea, can see in the dark, and is able to rapidly heal broken limbs.

Gear or special attire:

Mechanical Suit-

Reliant on his suit, Barumal is somewhat married to his hulking armor, constructed from ancient vehicles and other metal structures that have long been deconstructed and salvaged.



Fusion Engine-

The large pack on his back functions as both a storage unit and a fusion battery/engine for his mechanical suit. It is salvaged from his ancestors and provides a near limitless amount of power.

Virus Specific Mutation(s):

Cannibalism-

For the most part, Hominem Ultri are human however the virus allowed them to consume their fellow man without negative health effects. This as attributed to the tribal nature of their culture.

Background: Born in the Hominem Ultra capitol of 'Ne'ok', he was born of a Hominem Ultra mother and a captured Pyxian father. This made him a taboo child but regardless he was still slowly integrated into the great machine god to be a vessel of it's omniscience. He was raised to be a 'Kohok Ly' or 'Hunter killer' someone who hunted down the heretics in Seoul9 and kill them for sustenance. Eventually, Barumal began to feel remorse for his prey and abandoned his tribal ways (for the most part) in order to search for a higher calling. Believing the Great Machine God had better plans for all of creatures and people of the The Sea.


Lore: Hominem Ultra are sub-human race that began sometime after most of humanity had abandoned Earth. Unable to survive without their technology, the humans remaining on earth began to covet and horde technology no matter how insignificant. Over the course of decades, they began to worship the technology that they collected and built; The Great Machine God, a self aware AI that reduced these people to slave-like human that were COMPLETELY reliant upon technology. It eventually reached critical mass and the humans were mutated and changed through years of reliance on technology to create the Hominem Ultra. They became so advanced that they effectively set the scale of cultural advancement back to zero and were reduce to tribals who utilized advanced mechanical upgrades.


Their culture became violent and aggressive and the Hominem Ultra often times captured residents of Seoul9 and Pyxians that strayed too far into the Sea. They force bred with these people in order to further their species as most males became sterile after their upgrades were complete.

 

[Wixed]

@Anaxial


Aside from a few grammatical errors, I like this app. His abilities seem a bit OP. However I'll allow them unless it gets out of hand.


Tidy up, and Accepted.

 

[Azuria]

Still Under Construction.

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• Basic Info
• About
• Life Story

• Birthname: Stanislaw 'Law' Ulysses Kent
  
  
  Age: 46.
  
  
  Sex: Male.
  
  
  Appearance: Silver hair and a silver trimmed beard, with off-white eyes. His face is often tired in appearance, and his skin leathery, but healthy, especially in the days before the expedition as he received access to increased rations in preparation for the venture. His outfit varies, from conservative suits to padded grit covered uniforms, and the occasional sweat soaked grey t-shirt.
• Home: Pyxis.
  
  
  Race: Pyxan.
  
  
  Occupation: Senior Mechanical and Processing Engineer.
  
  
  Sexuality: Heterosexual.
  
  
  Personality: Consuming ambition, Law will not stop at anything to achieve his dreams. He is often stubborn and is not above using others to achieve his goals. Independent, he is not particularly social yet he has a certain skill with oration and a charm most could only hope to possess. He does not look back on his decisions, being a decisive individual and a leader in his field. A perfectionist, he is extremely delegating and demanding.
  
  
  
• 
  
  
  Life Story: Although Pyxis attempts to function under an efficient and equal political paradigm, some tend to be more equal than others. Law's family possessed and handed down old earth books to each generation. As with everyone in his family, he was well versed in the history of mankind, it's failures, ambitions, dreams, and his heritage. In his youth, he and his life mate accessed and read the same books, and together they had discussed what they might have imagined old Earth to be like. Most Pyxans no longer had any knowledge of their past, or so much as questioned their environment. Law dreamed of returning to Earth someday, planning each step of his life in pursuit of that goal, yet into their teens his mate inquired and discussed their wild imaginations of the distant past, content with their life on Pyxis.
  
  
  He began working in the engine bay, performing routine inspections of the thermal control and inspections for the reinforced carbon hulls of the spacecraft. Never satisfied with his tasks, he spent 15 hours a day, analyzing engineering texts, familiarizing himself with the massive ship, consummating his expertise in his field. Into the night, he kept rereading those old preserved texts. His mate refused to talk to him. What little he had to say with her was said with contempt and exhaustion, his body running on less than 4 hours of sleep each day.
  
  
  As the Senior mechanical and processing engineer of Pyxis he receives his mandates from the central command. A well placed and friendly smile, favors, as well as threats with some of the senators earned him confidential information of Pyxis conducts. Well into his years now, he nearly fainted from the joy he received when he heard Pyxis was conducting an expedition down to earth for the first time in over 100 years. Using his skills and connections, he was placed in command of the colonial squad that would be escorted by the military division down to earth for a geological survey. For the first time in his life, he rests at home, preparing for his descent, keeping it a secret from his now distant mate.

 

[BloodyKharma]

(Undah construcshun xD )

Name: Ellesmera


Age: 90


Race: Alfar


Sexuality: Heterosexual


Current Location: The Sea


Personality: The best way to describe her personality, from others point of view, is absolutely 'alien'. When it comes to interacting with those outside of her race, her peoples customs and mannerisms are absolutely foreign to any other race but her own. At times she may seem completely devoid of emotion, but a split second later she could be bouncing around in excitement. She sees the world in a way no one else can, which often affects others' outlook on her.


Abilities OR Adaptations:


All Alfar are superior in every physical aspect, when compared to humans. They're faster, stronger, and are born with far greater motor skills then even a human in peak physical condition. A handful in every generation have the ability to fuse their body with any form of living nature, taking it as a host, or controlling it with a single touch. All of them can mentally communicate with living forms of nature as well, giving them commands, which easily allow them to manipulate lesser creatures. They can also draw on the energy of their surroundings, whether it be from the sun, or living things in order to heal or invigorate themselves.


Gear OR Specific Attire:


Alfar usually carry nothing but the clothes on their backs, which is made up of leaves and the branches of tress sewn together, in a way to provide with them some form of modesty. They only do this out of respect for other races though, if it were up to them they'd walk around butt naked. They carry no weapons, seeing no need to, as they would rather flee and avoid violent confrontation.


Lore/Background: Compared to other races, Alfar are far fewer in number. Due to the fact that they have no cities, each Alfar living a life of nomadic solitude until they find a mate. Once a mate has been found, they are bound for life, and the women are only able to conceive one child in her lifetime. Given that Alfar can live upwards to five hundreds years, children are few and far in between. Large groups of Alfar rarely congregate in one place, this probably only happening every couple of decades, and even then many do not show up. Alfar are fairly peaceful, never initiating fights, only ever lashing out violently as a last resort or if their life is on the line and they are unable to flee; or if a large amount of nature is being harmed. They shy away from any form of danger, including things they don't understand, like any form of technology. They are taught at a young age to fear the relics of the old world, and remain with The Sea, where they are safe and at their full strength amongst nature.


The offspring of the Alfar are expected to leave their parents once they reach a certain level of maturity, probably never to see them again, as they journey in search of their soul mate. Which is where Ellesmera finds herself now, almost a decade has passed, and she has been wandering The Sea alone ever since...

 

[Wixed]

@BloodyKharma


Accepted.

 

[Wixed]

@roguetick


Accepted.

 

[Integra]

Name: Ailwyn


Age: 20


Sex/ Gender: Male


Race: Syl- a race of peaceful, religious folk that inhabit the densely forested area of the Sea. Tall in stature and fair-haired, they maintain a hunter-gatherer society whose members revere the natural world around them.


Sexuality: Demisexual.


Current Location: His village in the Sea.


Appearance:


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Personality: Quiet and observant, Ailwyn loves the world around him with the same respect he and his kind hold for nature. Born a loner and the youngest of his family, Ailwyn spends his nights hunting the creatures of the forest, selling the meat and pelts he gathers by day at a stall in the market, content with his routine life. However, his adventurous soul yearns for more.


Abilities or Adaptations: Ailwyn and his race are very humanoid, and obviously share a common ancestor with the humans of Pyxis. However, as the Syl have spent many generations hunting and scavenging in the forest, they are generally slender and lean, and have great athletic and acrobatic abilities.


Gear or special attire: Ailwyn wears clothing made from cotton and leather that offers a very slim amount of protection against whatever dangers he may face in the wild, but instead allows him the freedom of movement he needs to navigate through the thick forests.


Background: Ailwyn is the youngest of two children. He has a sister a few years older than him, and a brother even older than both of them. The oldest of the three children is a defined scholar of their religion; his sister followed suit. Families of Ailwyn's race are most often suited to having only two children among them, leaving the youngest son the odd one out. In that case, this left Ailwyn in a situation where he could 'follow his dreams.' At least, he could follow them to the outskirts of his village.

 

[Wixed]

@Integra


Accepted.

 

[Wixed]

@Azuria


Accepted.

 

[Lenchan]

Completed


Edits in italics

• Yu
• Abilities and Adaptations
• Biography
• Inventory and Add. Info

• 
  Name: Unknown, but occasionally refers to self as “Yu”*
  
  
  Age: 19-21 (see mutation for explanation)
  
  
  Weight: 112lbs
  
  
  Height: 5’1
  
  
  Ethnicity: Unknown, though her resemblance to a Pyxan is [probably] not a coincidence
  
  
  Profession/Location: Sea-Dweller; The Sea
  
  
  *’Yu’, adapted from “what are you?”, the last words she’s heard by the start of our storyline.
  
  
  Appearance notes: The red streaks in the locks on either side of her face are naturally formed, a side effect of mutation.
  
  
  
  Other | Pictures
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  Personality: Yu is a very adventurous and curious woman, often acting on impulse without regard of risk or consequence. Due to her isolation, this has rarely ever ended poorly for her, reinforcing her habits. She is quick and decisive which allows her to perform exceptionally well under pressure. These qualities are hidden well under her small, frail frame, cool, contemplative eyes, and quiet disposition.
  
  
  Despite her restless, thrillist personality, her ambition is significantly quelled by her sustained ignorance of the world outside the bubble she's created for herself.
• Yu’s build is suspiciously similar to that of a Pyxan: red eyes, pale skin, white hair. These all lend themselves to her adaptation as a photosynthesizer amongst the foliage.
  
  
  Due to the unique makeup of plant life in The Sea and her continued mutation to adapt to its environment, Yu’s body has gained the ability to breathe either oxygen (for short periods) or carbon dioxide. She sustains her energy 100% from sun and water, gaining nutritions from her ability to fuse with and drain the living (only done on small insects and mostly plantlife; never tried on larger creatures so effects remain unknown). In order to streamline acquisition of food, when Yu is malnourished, her body secretes an alluring scent, excellent for attracting her prey to her directly. Her unique relation with her ‘parent’, a mutated collection of trees she calls home, has allowed development of regenerative capabilities. As long as she doesn't venture far for long, she doesn’t physically age; thus she appears quite young (19-21). Her symbiotic relation with plant life also allows her to interpret many of her surrounding flora as sentient, given her persuasive power over their action. The nature of this uncommon mutation is unknown but highly sought after, encouraging her isolation from others for safety.
  
  
  Though her body looks weak from her garb, Yu’s primordial instincts are well above average, making her an exceptional hunter and tracker, easily capable of ensnaring prey or avoiding capture. Her build is petite and extremely athletic. This said, she takes damage like any other regular Joe, so her main game would be avoidance. On that note, she's also become quite the acrobat.
  
  
  tl;dr:
  
  
  Abilities:
  
  
  • Heightened normal senses
    
  • Infrared and thermal detecting
    
  • Sonar (mild/undeveloped)
    
  • Regeneration
    
  • Lifesteal
    
  • Persuasion over plantlife (‘control’ and understanding)
    
  • Hunting and Tracking
    
  • Acrobatics
    
  
  
  Adaptations/Mutations:
  
  
  • Hyphae formation (related to communication and ‘lifesteal’)
    
  • Red streaks in hair
    
  • Metabolization of O2 and CO2
    
  • Photosynthesis
• Yu was once part of an actual civilization, but it's been decades since the last encounter with another humanoid species. As a small child (~9) she found herself alone in the city where she now dwells, though her memory of the humans who accompanied her have long faded. Initially, she managed to return to a society of early civilization reestablishment (~11), however as her body continued to change and the virus took its toll, her unique abilities, namely her regenerative powers, became of high scientific interest (age:~15). Subdued and subjected to myriad investigations, -some harmless and some unspeakably cruel- the limits of her regenerative capabilites were never truly discovered.
  
  
  Yu escaped after 3 years of captivity with the help of an unknown incident that lowered the research facility’s security. This was 80 years ago. She holds no particular grudges but has remained alone ever since.
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  ..:ending::..
  
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[Wixed]

@Lenchan


Lovely!


Accepted.