Fantasy Weapons Characters

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They made you into a weapon and told you to find peace.



Attention: I may not accept any more characters since we have so many, but feel free to fill out the character sheet and if your character and writing sample are both good you may be added to the roleplay.

Helpful Lore:
Paragon lab: The lab in charge of creating, maintaining, and training the mutants.
The New Order: The mutants in the lab.
League X: The mutants planning to escape.

Requirements:
1. Please be literate, use proper grammar and punctuation. There is a two paragraph minimum per post.
2. This roleplay is all about drama, but please keep the drama in character. There will be no tolerance for any rudeness to your other roleplayers and I reserve the right to kick anyone at anytime.
3. Please adhere to all RPN guidelines.
4. There will be death and drama within the rp, please make sure you get all plots approved by the other characters involved. If you're going to make super big plot/secret that will affect everyone please run it by myself and the mods first.
5. There is no limit on characters currently since we will need quite a few members on each side
6. Please do not over-power your characters
7. You don't need to post every single day but please post a minimum of once a week. Preferably more, but we understand that it is hard to always be super active.
8. There is a discord but you must be approved before being invited
9. I would prefer if we did not repeat powers but if you want a power someone else has (like telepathy) please contact me and the person with the character who's power you want to share and we can figure something out.

Character Sheet:
Name:
Code name:
Gender:
Age: (17-30 age range)
Sexuality:
Level: (1 being brand new, 5 being loyal and trusted)
Are they loyal to Paragon or planning to rebel?:
Appearance:
Any mutations?:
Personality:
Power:
Strengths:
Weaknesses:
How long have they been at Paragon?:
Were they born with their powers or created?:
Backstory:
Writing Sample:

Powers claimed already:
Telekinesis - Katia
Fire Manipulation - Juniper
Ice Manipulation - Kang
Electricity/lightning Manipulation - Cole
Teleportation - Nolan
Spirit Manipulation - Bianca
Darkness Manipulation - Casper
Temporal manipulation (can freeze time for others) - Bristol
Regeneration/Self-healing - Zero
Siren - Kendall
Sonic Scream - Ahlai
Shapeshifting - Millie
Kinetic Energy Manipulation - Ruby
Blood Manipulation: Tonka
Friction Negation -


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[a z u l a]

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katia

❮ i'm not in danger, i'm the danger. ❯

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name:

katia vasiliov
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nickname:

[/div] kat
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code name:

[/div] valkyrie
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age:

[/div] 20
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gender:

[/div] female
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sexuality:

[/div] bi-sexual
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born or created:

[/div] born with powers
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level:

[/div] 4, sometimes demoted to 3
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loyalty:

[/div] leading the rebellion [/div] [/div] [div class="tabcontents tabcontentstwo" style="display: none;"]

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faceclaim:

phoebe tonkin
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height:

[/div] 5'3
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eyes:

[/div] green
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hair:

[/div] long, dark brown and wavy
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tattoos:

[/div] she has the valkyrie symbol on her wrist because, why not?
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mutations:

[/div] her eyes glow purple when she uses her powers [/div] [/div] [div class="tabcontents tabcontentsthree" style="display: none;"]

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power:

telekinesis; the ability to move object with ones mind, thought manipulation
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weaknesses:

[/div] head-strong - impulsive - impatient - emotional - reckless
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strengths:

[/div] brave - determined - understanding - kind - passionate
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personality:

[/div] katia is very closed off and pushes most people away. though she has spent years training she can't seem to get a complete hold on her emotions, and it is her biggest weaknesses. katia is very protective of her friends, but never really lets them in because her biggest fear is letting someone get to close and not being able to control herself. she has become a ruthless killer and completes mission with ease, however her temper and impulsive nature cause her much criticism from the new order.

deep down all katia wants is someone to love her, but she's so afraid of hurting others that she refuses to let herself get close to anyone. her tough attitude is a cover for her deep insecurities, she is immediately defensive around people because she assumes they'll think of her the same way she views herself, as a monster. despite her fear of closeness, she is a huge flirt, it keeps her from getting bored.

katia is not a fan of the new order and wants to be free. she knows that they are up to no good and wants to save herself and the others. she will do whatever it takes to bring down the order, katia is willing to die for what she believes in. [/div] [/div] [div class="tabcontents tabcontentsfour" style="display: none;"]

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time at paragon:

6 years
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background:

[/div] katia doesn't ever remember having a family. she has no idea who her father is and only vague memories of her mother. her mother had been born with powers like her, but she had refused to join the new order when kat was young and was murdered for her refusal. the toddler eventually ended up at an orphanage, but she had never been homed for very long. katia was a lot to handle, even as child, and had been bounced from foster home to foster home with long stays at the orphanage in between.

when katia was twelve she was placed in the worst foster home yet, the couple who'd adopted her greedy for the state's money and uncaring about their foster child. the father had been a drunk and the mother was addicted to pain pills, and when they weren't beating each other they were beating her. it had gone on almost two years before the little girl finally snapped. her foster father had come home belligerent and headed straight for the sleeping child. the beating had been awful, several bones had been broken and her body littered with a smattering of blue and purple bruises. as he wrapped his hand around her fragile throat she felt something awaken in her, wishing the worst kind of death on her abuser. without knowing it, katia had unleashed her premature powers on the burly man with his hands around her windpipe. with little knowledge of how her powers worked she let the rage consume her, accidentally bringing down the small house around her. young kat had been so afraid of what she'd done she ran, leaving her horrible old life behind. It only took a matter of hours for the order to find her, and without a family and eager to run away from her horrible deed she'd eagerly joined.

katia trained hard and eagerly, desperate to get a hold on her powers before she hurt anyone else. it wasn't until she was much older that she found out what had really happened to her mother, that the order had murdered her for wanting to stay with her child. the information had destroyed her and her loyalty to the order, but with no way out she was stuck in captivity to plot her revenge. [/div] [/div] [/div]

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coded by luna.

 

[a z u l a]

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cole

❮ dangerous, but fun. ❯

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name:

cole
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code name:

[/div] zeus
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age:

[/div] 24
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gender:

[/div] male
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sexuality:

[/div] straight
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born or created:

[/div] born
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level:

[/div] 5
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loyalty:

[/div] unsure, but leaning towards staying [/div] [/div] [div class="tabcontents tabcontentstwo" style="display: none;"]

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faceclaim:

joseph morgan
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height:

[/div] 6'0
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eyes:

[/div] blue
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hair:

[/div] light brown
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mutations:

[/div] his veins glow blue when electricity is coursing through them [/div] [/div] [div class="tabcontents tabcontentsthree" style="display: none;"]

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power:

electricity/lightning manipulation. cole can create and manipulate energy by using the charged particles within his body to allow him control over electric fields and electromagnetic forces. he can blast electricity from his body and aim it at a specific target to stun or burn them and create electric forcefields to block himself from danger.
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weaknesses:

[/div] brutal - unforgiving - short-temper - cocky - critical
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strengths:

[/div] fearless - logical - will do whatever it takes
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personality:

[/div] cole is a very closed-off, cynical person. cole likes to portray that he doesn't like anyone or anything. since his arrival at peragon he hasn't attempted to make a single friend, though he does enjoy flirting with the many available women, even if most of them could kill him. while cole almost never genuinely smiles he does love to crack a joke, his sarcasm is about the only personality trait he shows the world. he is usually found sitting in the corner cracking witty jokes at the expense of others, or picking a fight with someone simply because he can. the order will never fully trust cole because of his attitude, he refuses to be a team player and has no loyalty anywhere. he doesn't necessarily want to escape from paragon because he doesn't exactly miss interacting with people on a daily basis and he has no clue what he'd do with his life, but he does despise being treated like an animal and always being told what to do. [/div] [/div] [div class="tabcontents tabcontentsfour" style="display: none;"]

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time at paragon:

8 years
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coded by luna.

 

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[div class=tag]code name[/div] temperance (named after the tarot card meaning 'soul')

[div class=tag]age[/div] twenty one

[div class=tag]sexuality[/div] heterosexual

[div class=tag]gender[/div] female



[div class=tag]appearance[/div] bianca stands at 5'3" and weighs in at around 115lbs. she lacks sheer physical strength but is incredibly quick. her hair is long, sitting at her mid back, and dark brown in colour. her eyes are a striking blue-green in colour and is often regarded as her most prominent feature.

[div class=tag]mutations[/div] when communicating and working with spirits, bianca's skull and spine glows so that you can see the bone formations faintly through her pale skin.

[div class=tag]face claim[/div] marie avgeropoulos [/div][/div] [/div] [/div] [div class="pic1 pic11"][/div] [div class="pic1 pic12"][/div] [div class="num num1"]1.[/div] [/div] [div class="tabsContent tabsContent2" style="display: none;"] [div class="accent accent21"][/div] [div class="accent accent22"][/div] [div class=header2]persona.[/div] [div class="pic2 pic21"][/div] [div class="pic2 pic22"][/div] [div class="num num2"]2.[/div] [div class=text2cont][div class="text text2"] [div class=tag]personality[/div] bianca is not at all like her powers. you'd think that someone that manipulates the dead would be a lot more sad, boring, and depressive but that could not be further from the truth. bianca is a fun loving individual who absolutely adores causing havoc. bianca often works with her spirit friends to prank her living companions or to simply mess with people. she hates being told what to do and when to do it, taking preference on doing what she wants when she wants it. bianca doesn't do well with authority and often finds herself talking back and getting into trouble. bianca is not a serious girl, often shrugging off responsibility to go and have fun. serious conversations often end with bianca cracking jokes instead of answering questions or actually participating. she is quite the optimist, trying to look for the best in a bad situation even when it seems impossible. she is a trustworthy companion and is deathly loyal as long as she is given a reason to care.


[div class=tag]power[/div] death manipulation
spirit communcation | depending on who is around, bianca can seek out and speak to spirits. she can speak with them out loud or in her mind and they can only respond through her mind. she cannot see them nor can she feel them, but she can communicate with them. she can summon spirits that are not nearby as long as they have bonded with her.
spirit control| bianca can ask spirits to do her bidding. they may not agree and will rebel against what bianca requests, and although she could force them, she doesn't like to. spirits cannot possess people but can interact with them and their environment. in order for this power to work, bianca and the spirit(s) must be in the same location.
talents from spirits | spirits who have bonded with bianca or trust her can lend them skills they had in life. this includes both mental and physical traits.



[div class=tag]strengths[/div] outgoing | fun loving | witty | loyal | adaptable | reliable


[div class=tag]weaknesses[/div] 'immature'/dislikes seriousness | confrontational | enjoys causing trouble | indecisive | dislikes authority | can be bitter/sharp tongued

[/div][/div] [/div] [div class="tabsContent tabsContent3" style="display: none;"] [div class="accent accent31"] [div class=accentcont] [div class=header3]background.[/div] [div class=text3cont][div class="text text3"] [div class=tag]history[/div]bianca was born on april 1st into a family of three. both of her parents were highly religious people, both being practicing orthodox christians. bianca remembers very little about her childhood, only remembering bits and pieces here and there. she remembers her childhood room being small and incredibly whtie. everything - furniture, paint, clothing - was white. one of the few things she remembers is during the night, when she could not sleep, there would be the soothing voice of an older woman. eventually, the woman's voice continued to follow her into the daytime. when bianca asked her family about it, they were quick to dismiss her.

the spirits were not always friendly. by the age of three, she was constantly being tormented by spirits of many kinds. most of them were trying to get her, a toddler, to send messages to their living relatives and loved ones. bianca begged her parents to help her. she received no help. instead, they deemed her possessed and sent her to paragon. at first she was scared, alone. paragon did not treat her kindly, even as a child. the only thing that brought bianca any joy was when her elder brother showed up, claiming to have powers too.

bianca grew up under the care of paragon. she was put in a strict training schedule, constantly learning how to use her powers. she would spend her spare time playing with the spirits of children or listening to stories. at one point, she even had a golden retriever's spirit attach to her after it had been hit with a car. eventually, bianca had a group of spirits that came in and out of her life. besides casper, her brother, they were her only family.

by the time bianca hit her teens, she had become quite the trouble maker. she began to be able to manipulate the spirits, asking them to do her bidding. so when her door would magically open in the middle of the night and she would go for an evening stroll, or when the grimy guards' ties would tighten far too tightly, people knew that it was bianca and her ghost friends. she hated being under their control, hated working for them. but she knew nothing else. after all, she doesn't even remember what her parents looked like. all she has are vague memories. but bianca always vowed that if she ever got out from paragon's control, the first thing she would do would be to hunt down her parents and make them pay for what they did to her and her brother.

[div class=tag]how long at paragon?[/div] bianca has been at paragon for almost her entire conscious life, since she was just three when she was given to paragon by her parents along with her elder brother

[div class=tag]were they born with their powers or created?[/div] bianca's abilities are entirely natural, she was born with them

[div class=tag]ranking[/div] 3

[div class=tag]loyalty[/div] bianca is loyal to kat and the rebellion

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➵ bianca has a massive fear of spiders

➵ she once met the spirit of abraham lincoln when in dc (they really didn't get along well)

➵ she really loves animals and enjoys the time that she spends communicating with animal spirits

➵ bianca doesn't eat meat

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[div class=tag]code name[/div] the ghost (due to his shadow manipulation as well as bianca constantly calling him "casper the friendly ghost")

[div class=tag]age[/div] twenty seven

[div class=tag]sexuality[/div] bisexual

[div class=tag]gender[/div] male



[div class=tag]appearance[/div] casper stands at 6'2" and at 190lbs. his face is lined with dark brown stubble that matches his hair colour. casper's eyes are bright blue.

[div class=tag]mutations[/div] casper's eyes turn black when he manipulates shadows

[div class=tag]face claim[/div] colin o'donoghue [/div][/div] [/div] [/div] [div class="pic1 pic11"][/div] [div class="pic1 pic12"][/div] [div class="num num1"]1.[/div] [/div] [div class="tabsContent tabsContent2" style="display: none;"] [div class="accent accent21"][/div] [div class="accent accent22"][/div] [div class=header2]persona.[/div] [div class="pic2 pic21"][/div] [div class="pic2 pic22"][/div] [div class="num num2"]2.[/div] [div class=text2cont][div class="text text2"] [div class=tag]personality[/div] casper is very much like his sister in the fact that he is a bit of a shit disturber. he's social, flirtatious, charming, cocky... maybe even a little bit of a jerk. he's quite the joker, disliking tense situations and loving chaos. casper takes nothing seriously, always looking for a way to fuck with those around him. casper is quite the hyper person, always doing something even when sitting completely still. he's always fiddling with things, moving around, bouncing off the walls. casper enjoys a good fight and lives to cause trouble. casper prefers to work on his own, not having to worry about if someone was going to stab him in the back. he has difficulty trusting and finds close relationships difficult with everyone but his sister. he's difficult to work with in the field as he often has specific ways of fighting and working that does not involve other people. he can also come across as a bit of an asshole with his voice often dripping with sarcasm.


[div class=tag]power[/div] darkness manipulation
disappearing | when there is a shadow deep enough for casper to stand in, casper has the ability to melt into the shadow and disappear. the second light is shone on him though, he becomes visible again.
night vision | casper never needs a flashlight. because of his ability to move around darkness, his eyes can see right through it
shadow puppeteering | casper can use the shadows of individuals to move them as long as their body part is touching the shadow. he can also move shadows to move objects again so long as the object is touching the shadow
blinding and disorienting | being able to manipulate darkness has allowed casper to learn how to blind and disorient his foes by blocking light with shadows, rendering them blind, or manipulating the shadows to make people think they are hallucinating or to disorient people.

[div class=tag]strengths[/div] clever | social | brave | independent
[div class=tag]weaknesses[/div] difficulty trusting |reckless | selfish | confrontational |


[/div][/div] [/div] [div class="tabsContent tabsContent3" style="display: none;"] [div class="accent accent31"] [div class=accentcont] [div class=header3]background.[/div] [div class=text3cont][div class="text text3"] [div class=tag]history[/div]casper was born on february 7th, making him the eldest of the two hanlon children. growing up, there was an incredible pressure placed on him to be successful. his parents wanted nothing but the best from him, barely allowing him to be a kid. he had little time to play or make friends, often spending a lot of time doing school work, practicing music, or with his parents at church. casper was never a religious kid, never subscribing to the same orthodox christian beliefs that his parents did.

the best part of casper's childhood was when his little sister, bianca, was born when he was six. for the first time in his life, he had someone to care for, someone to connect with. from the day of her birth, casper vowed not to let anything bad happen to her. unfortunately, there was nothing he could do when their parents decided that bianca was "possessed" and sent her away to paragon. they were apart for three months and the entire time, casper was trying to figure out how to get to her.

casper decided that the best way to go where bianca went was to simply pretend that he could hear spirits too. at first, they were skeptical. but eventually, casper managed to begin being able to manipulate the shadows to make it seem like their house was haunted. his parents were horrified and sent him to paragon. it would take another month at paragon before the two were reunited. casper has lived at paragon ever since, working loyally for the company.


[div class=tag]how long at paragon?[/div] casper has lived at paragon since he was nine
[div class=tag]were they born with their powers or created?[/div] casper's only ability that was natural is the ability to manipulate shadows. everything else is manufactured by paragon
[div class=tag]ranking[/div] 5

[div class=tag]loyalty[/div] casper is loyal to the rebellion but is staying behind to care for those who also stay

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➵ he plays both the violin and the piano

➵ casper has insomnia. he barely ever sleeps and rarely seems tired

➵ casper speaks english, spanish, and latin

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[Elf_Ruler]

Name:Bristol Vance (Of Vance Refrigeration)
Code name:Tik-Tok
Gender: Female
Age: 25
Sexuality:Bisexual
Appearance: Jennifer Lawrence
Level: 4 sometimes a 3
Loyalty: Not to Paragon

Personality:
she is as direct as they come. She would love to spare feelings but in her life that hasn’t gotten her nowhere so sparing the feelings of others is pointless. She is loyal to those who are loyal to her but cross her once and you become an enemy for life, it doesn’t matter after that. Her trust is there but once it’s been broken, she is wary and will not hesitate to take down anyone she sees as a threat to her safety. Killing though not what she ever wanted to do she has no trouble with it and as long as she can justify her killing then she feels no remorse. Her heart is usually in the right place, but she never wears it out on her sleeve and rarely opens up to anyone about anything. If you have her trust, then you have her respect and she won’t abandon those that she respects and trusts. Things are always black and white and there is no room for a gray area in her mind, and she follows her own moral code rather than the morals of others.

Power: Temporal manipulation
Strengths: Loyal, Decisive, Calculated
Weaknesses: Loyal, Reactive, Judgemental
How long have they been at Paragon : Bristol was taken at the age of 13 when she was discovered to have powers.

Were they born with their powers or created:
Since Bristol was a young child she learned that she had the power to manipulate how others viewed time, either as faster, slower, or in a way where she could make them remember small fractions of time just a little differently and whether those moments in time were real or fake. She never spoke of them but she remembered them. It was always something she was told to say quiet about as a child to protect herself from those who would want to use her or harm her.

Backstory:
Bristol was born with powers and her family had known this since she was at a young age. She could manipulate how time was perceived and of course that meant she could manipulate how different times were remembered as long as they had been within the past week. She had made her family confused more than once and manipulated them to feed her more as a child. She had never used her powers for anything but selfish needs. As she grew up and went to school she had used the powers to confuse her teacher so the kids never took a test but always did well. She had never used her powers for anything bad, just to avoid certain aspects of life. Eventually her parents had talked with her and she had tried to keep her powers of manipulating the mind and time a secret. She couldn't make anyone see anything that didn't exist so she never understood how anyone would find out. But at the age of thirteen Bristol had been walking home from school and a van had been following her. She hadn't thought too much until it had sped up and they pulled her in while she was kicking and screaming. The next thing she knew she was in Paragon and the only way to survive was to conform. She had gone silent and never tried to make too many friends. She had tried escaping more than once and that always got her in the kind of trouble where the scientist would make sure she never wanted to try the stunt again. She learned to only fear not being prepared. Now, she is just going through the motions at Paragon though she has heard murmurs of a possible uprising.
Writing Sample: You know me boo boo
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Name: Christian Paine
Code name: Alloy
Gender: Male
Age: 26
Sexuality: Bisexual
Appearance: Bill Skarsguard
Level: 4
Loyalty: Pretty loyal to Paragon unless he's given a reason to not be loyal

Personality
Christian is a man of very few attributes. he is someone who cares very little for others and doesn't care of they don't like him or anything about Paragon. He knows that without pain there is no learning and no growing and if people complain then they must be weak. He cares about being the best and only being the best, though he won't throw anyone under the bus, he wants to get to the top by his own merit. He never cared about making friends only getting an alliance so he can have himself covered if anything goes wrong. It is survival of the fittest at Paragon and if you aren't the strongest and smartest then you won't make it

Power: Metal Manipulation
Strengths: Dedication, Discipline, and Prudence
Weaknesses: Self-Critical, Poor leadership, and Acts without thinking
How long have they been at Paragon : He was born into Paragon and has known nothing else but Paragon

Were they born with their powers or created:
Christian can't remember when it happened but he remembers at a young age being taken into a lab and then as a child he was given the ability to manipulate metal

Backstory:
Christian has only known Paragon his whole life, his family had been apart of Paragon and they had given him up to research when they had learned he had the right gene for mutation. He doesn't remember too much of the process because he was quite young when everything happened. But one day he remembered being brought into a room full of white coats, all acted very friendly with him, though nothing about the room seemed friendly. He remembered the put him under and he fell asleep. The next thing he knew he woke up and could manipulate metal. It took time for everything to work properly and he remembered being in and out of it a lot and always being in the unfriendly room with needles and wires hooked up to him and then one day they stopped being daily and he was then put through tests. He never questioned them and always did what was told. He could bend metal something no one else could do. He was given a power and he would do whatever Paragon asked of him .
Writing Sample: ​

 

[Coyote]

Name: Mayumi Yukimura

Code name: Veil

Gender: Female

Age: 21

Sexuality: straight

Appearance:

(aside from the clothing)

Any mutations? Stormy grey eyes and engravings on her back that resemble a flowing motion

Personality: Quiet, soft-spoken, and motherly. Will not stand for depraved behavior, from bad table manners to murder.

Power: Manipulation of wind/air

Strengths: A highly mobile, lethal, precise and nigh untraceable fighter. For example, Mayumi will maintain a layer of air under her feet to leave behind no footprints.

Weaknesses: Glass cannon. Very fragile and has low physical strength.

How long have they been at Paragon?: 16 years

Rank: 4

Loyalty: Mayumi is emotionally dependent on Paragon whether she wants to be or not but she remains unsure about whether or not she truly wants to stay. Chances of leaving remain low at the moment.

Were they born with their powers or created?: Born

Backstory: Mayumi was an unplanned, unwanted child. She was troublesome as well, causing wind to swirl around her when she cried which would knock down vases or cause papers to fly about. And the engravings on her back. When the foster care center accepted her, one woman heard her mother saying she couldn’t bare the sight of it. Mayumi didn’t know this until she listened in on the adult conversations when she was older. She hardly spoke a word and still couldn’t find a way to control her power over the wind. Her books would start fluttering through its pages and folders would fall over and unleash a storm of papers whenever she even got too stressed over something as simple as math homework. These occurrences aggravated her more and more until they were a weekly occurrence. The foster home didn’t know what to do about it. That was when Paragon arrived. Mayumi was 8 when the foster home gladly agreed to give her to them. Many considered it a relief but to Mayumi, nothing changed between the day her parents left her and now. People were all the same. No one wanted her. It was with great suspicion that Mayumi followed Paragon to their labs. If no one wanted her, why did they? Little by little, Mayumi began to realize that what they were trying to do was help her live. They taught her how to control her wind. How to use it to... kill. Mayumi got the help she needed with her studies. She has a warm bed as well as food and clothes. But everything was taken with a grain of salt. She realized they were trying to help her. Then, she realized they were to help her with strings attached. In her teens, Mayumi became extremely emotionally detached. It was almost impossible to see her express anything beyond a slight frown or a small smile. She was great at games that involved keeping a poker face of course. Despite this detachment, however, she also found ways to show that she cared. She would quietly slide extra sweets to the younger kids, steal from the medicine cabinet to help treat a fever for another mutant, and so on. In small ways, she wanted to remain present, however muted or distant her expressions may have become. It was her way of confirming to herself that there were people that needed her, that wanted her around. In all this, she still refused to become emotionally involved with others for fear of being left behind and abandoned. She refuses to show anyone her back. Mayumi finds the engravings hideous herself. Like mother like daughter she supposed. And it is exactly this emotional detachment that leaves her caught between Paragon, League X, and the New Order. She’s grown quietly dependent on Paragon, the only group to take her in. Mayumi also finds herself silently longing for the freedom League X believes in, free from attachment to anyone and anything. And finally, the temptation that comes from the New Order and the idea that she can create a world where she can protect others just like her. To do away with the people who abandon and desert. In all this mounting conflict, Mayumi remains silent. She waits, she thinks, and then waits some more, unsure of what to do. What is it she wants from her life? What can she do? What will she lose? Is it to save others or is it to save herself? So she waits.

Writing Sample:
Mayumi turned the handle until the water stopped falling from the shower head. She opened the door and grabbed her towel, wrapping it around her body before stepping out into the bathroom. She turned towards the mirror and found a familiar unreadable expression staring back at her with a cold, grey disposition. She grabbed her pink toothbrush and went through the motions. Brush her teeth, dry off, step outside and pick out some clothes. The air outside was shifting. People were already out and about it seemed. Mayumi plucked out a green long sleeve shirt with three leaf clover on it that she got last St. Patrick’s day and tossed it on her bed along with some skinny jeans. She put on some black underwear before throwing the outfit together. She slipped her feet through a pair of black Converse and walked towards the door. She opened it and stepped outside.

“Good morning, Mayumi!” a passerby said. Mayumi managed a subdued smile and waved. She watched him quietly continue down the hallway. Suddenly, footsteps rushed towards her. They were going to collide. Mayumi pushed her hand out.

“wHOOAaaoaaooo,” a boy said. Mayumi turned to find a young man teetering to the side with his books and papers floating beside him, mid-fall.

“You should watch where you’re going,” she remarked with a disapproving look.

“U-uh, sorry, Mayumi,” he said. The boy moved upright again and all the books and papers fell neatly back into his hands. Mayumi smiled sweetly.

“Just be careful, ok?” she said. The boy smiled and nodded before continuing on his way at a slower pace. Mayumi turned back down the hallway and took a deep breath. It was time to start her day. A brand new one that she hoped, perhaps, might be just a little better than the one before.

 

[Ghostiiys]

Name: Ahlai

Code name: Howler

Gender: Female

Age: 20

Sexuality: pansexual

Level: 3

Are they loyal to Paragon or planning to rebel?: While she is loyal to her creators at paragon , the seeds of doubt have been sowed.

Appearance: She stands at 5'5 and weights 120 pounds. Her hair reaches her shoulders. her eyes are a bright and vibrant blue with her hair an almost white blonde.

Any mutations?: from her chest to her neck her veins protrude when she uses her power , and if not using her powers the veins are still there , a dull red color. And her eyes become bloodshot red while using her powers and for a while after.


Personality: Ahlai is a bit of a dunce , she comes off sheltered as she lacks social skills and worldly experience. But she has the best intentions , she is a charming and intelligent individual who is very empathetic and is known as a good listener. As it stands Ahlai is teetering on the edge of becoming a weapon of destruction or a powerful tool for the rights of people around her. She was trained to be sadistic and receives pleasure from the pain of others. Although some may view her as manipulative , others would call her pure as she was created and only knows what she was taught. She is very innocent but she can be a fast learner.

Power: Sound Manipulation- she can create ultrasonic vibrations whenever she screams , causing damage to organic and inorganic materials. She can also use her screams to propel herself off the ground.

Strengths: surprisingly strong for her small frame, stamina and endurance, extremely intelligent.

Weaknesses: easily manipulated, sadistic , she gets tunnel visioned easily , ignorant and hates not doing the routine

How long have they been at Paragon?: she was born in Paragon

Were they born with their powers or created?: created

Backstory: Born in Paragon Ahlai has spent all of her life , literally since conception in a facility whose intent was to make her and others like her a weapon. A means to an end , while some who are housed in the facility feel conflicted to be used as a hunting animal , Ahlai enjoys it , she was taught from infancy to enjoy hurting others. As soon as she could stand she was trained and rewarded in inflicting pain. She was happy to receive that attention , she never wondered about things like her real parents as she considered the scientist her real family.

When Ahlai was around three she was able to use her powers , the terrible threes as the called it , not only was she being coddled by scientists and other facility workers if things didn't go there way she would scream. Her tantrums cause deafness in workers , broke machinery and glass. Although that behavior was snuffed out quickly as "discipline" she received was actual torture , her mouth was gagged and she would go days without food. A relationship was soon founded in the subconscious of her mind , do exactly what they say and you'd be rewarded and praised , but step out of line and you'd be tortured.

As Ahlai reached her teenage years , she became almost an embodiment of what Paragon wanted their assassins to be, Hunting dogs , to take orders and execute them with fervor. Even with that dark side of her Ahlai was a friendly individual , she tried to make friends but her passions contradicted others , her life wasn't her own it belonged to Paragon. She has been told that by others who live here and she vehemently denied those accusations.

Although once she reached adult hood the doubts began to seep in her mind. Although minuscule once they where there Ahlai would experience nightmares of her being tortured and beat for stepping out of line. She could not begin to comprehend why she was having these feelings , why her world was crumbling around her when everything she knew was great. While talk of escaping became increasing and Ahlai wanted nothing to do with it , her curiousity would compel her to think. What would she be doing if she wasn't behind these walls? Many questions began to arise inside of her , about her family , did she have one? Would she be able to live in a world like normal people? What was that even like , who are normal people and was is a normal life? Outwardly Ahlai comes off as someone who views the Paragon with a limelight , they have given her a freedom to express herself in their vision of a better future. Behind closed doors however Ahlai doubts herself , who is she really and what does she stand for? What will she become as time passes?

 

[Twin Fantasy]

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tonka

❮ black hole sun ❯

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tonka
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nivek ogre
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blood manipulation - can use his own (still-wet) blood as a weapon by solidifying and moving it at will. can also use other human or animal blood as long as it's outside of their body.
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[/div] from his conception to his adulthood, tonka has been a mess. he sees himself more closely in animals than people, and is often seen watching lab mice on the other side of their glass cages. born to be a weapon for the company, tonka had no childhood. the pleasures of the modern world are nearly foreign to him. in that way, he is much like an animal.

he functions like a beast, only emerging from his room when commanded to, or for food. he can speak, but prefers to communicate in growls and spits. he's not dumb, though his knowledge of both normal school stuff and culture is severely lacking, he has no way of coherently conveying ideas or feelings due to his nonexistent social interactions.

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everything started in a test tube. a woman hired as Paragon's surrogate carried him to term, though he came out prematurely, which resulted in vision problems. but his genes were far more interesting than the average set. he was modified long before birth. an experimental creation, one of several.

he started off the way most children do. trusting, seeking affection, needy. it was very quickly made apparent that the workers of Paragon had no intention of raising tonka like a son. (his name was taken from "Tonkinese", the surrogate's preferred breed of cat, a woman he never met. this was a good sign of a lacking emotional connection.) at first, it appeared that tonka had no powers, and Paragon was prepared to chalk him up as a failure. this was until one of his very first outbursts, which ended with him scraping his arm open on broken glass. out of nowhere, the blood pooling below rose above the ground in a reddish cloud, coiling, becoming a sharp point that ran through his opponent. they survived, but hardly unscathed.

he immediately went into training. an unfortunate side effect of his power was spontaneous bleeding, usually from the nose or mouth, but sometimes the eyes or even ears. it seemed as though his body had rapidly developed the ability to create blood faster, with the effect that sometimes his body needed to release it. though he was a good fighter, he was emotionally unstable. on his worst nights, he even had to be strapped down, though he was honestly more a danger to himself than others. he was raised strictly, which developed into antisocial behavior -- an internal fear of possibly hurting others.

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[Alvaris]

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Name
Finnian “Finn” Argos
Code name
Discharge
Gender
Male
Age
23
Sexuality
Heterosexual
Level
He's level 4.
Appearance
Finnian has brown green eyes and dark brown hair. He is 6’0”, lean and has a natural tan complexion.
Personality
Finnian Argos is easy-going, goofy, and tries to be a jokester. His lighthearted tendency is his way of coping with difficult times, tasks, and the things he’s done. Sometimes it seems as though everything is a joke to him. Finn is rather chatty and will strike up a conversation with anyone. Though he talks with everyone, he is close to few. Finn is loyal and protective of those he has grown to care for, and he despises when they’re treated poorly.

Finn would say he is a “lover not a fighter”, but he won’t hesitate to fight for what/who he loves. Finn has tasted freedom before he came to Paragon and he’d do anything to have that back. Despite his seemingly “care-free” nature Finn is calculated and is always surveying situations. Though he is desperate to be free, he could never leave without trying to free others.

Finn doesn’t trust easily, much like anyone in their situation, and he hates bullies. Though he can be dorky, he is intelligent, witty, and (tries to be) punny. When Finn gets lost in himself his funny remarks become biting accusations. His anger can get the best of him, but it does not happen as often anymore.

Power
Finn generates pyrotechnic energy plasmoids from his hands or any other place on his body. The plasmoids obey his mental control, traveling where he directs them, explodes when he wishes, and he can modify the shape to a certain extent. Because of his explosive ability, his body temperature is hotter than normal.
Mutations
When powering up his eyes turn a yellowish and it looks like his skin is glowing.
Strengths
Strong, intelligent, flexible, and loyal
Weaknesses
Somewhat impulsive, can be childish, rebellious, and unpredictable
How long have they been at Paragon?
He’s been at Paragon for about eleven years.
Are they loyal to Paragon or planning to rebel?
He fully intends to rebel.
Were they born with their powers or created?:
He was created.
Backstory
Finnian Argos had a family until he was eleven years old. He was the sole survivor of a bus accident; most of his extended family was aboard the bus, which was heading down south for a family reunion in Florida. From there he went into foster care. The boy was young, strong, had no one else in his life, and he was above the “prime” adoptable age. His anger and confusion about being unable to process the significant change in his life made him quick to run. Once he was deemed a “runaway” no one would ever question if he went missing. After nearly a year of him running from group homes, Paragon decided he would be a perfect subject.

Paragon soon picked the boy up, finding his explosive anger inspiring. As Finn aged his anger was difficult to quell and with his newfound ability, more frustration grew. At a young age, Finn was a machine, raging and as murderous as they desired. But when he was able to control his power, he funneled his anger through it. Once he created this coping technique, memories began to haunt him. His nearly forgotten life ignited a desire to leave the confines of Paragon.​

Writing Sample
Finn yawned, running his fingers through his hair as he laid back on his bed. Today he thought about death. The death of his parents. His family. His old life. Part of him wished the dead would stay lost and forgotten, instead of rattling around his brain. He'd grown to loathe the state of Georgia, it caused all his problems. Well, Georgia and the semi-driver. He wouldn't be able to avenge or get revenge because the man died in the hospital, hours after the accident.

Finn lifted his hand over his face. Power moved through him causing a dull light to press against his palm. He used to see his power as a foreign object trying to escape. His skin was like Paragon, a wall, containing whatever they experimented on him with inside. The light used to freak him out and it would always serve as a reminder that he was a freak. An experiment. No longer part of the natural order. It didn't matter how many people they brought in, he would view himself that way. Some were born with this blessing or with this curse, but they were born, not created. There would always be a distinction, even if no one else saw it.


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Name
Renca LaVelle
Code name
Dilemma
Gender
Female
Age: (17-30 age range)
21
Sexuality
Heterosexual
Level: (1 being brand new, 5 being loyal and trusted)
3, but sometimes she’s demoted to a 2.
Are they loyal to Paragon or planning to rebel?
Renca doesn’t care much either way. Renca is loyal to Renca.
Appearance
Renca is 5’6” and slim. What she lacks in physical strength she makes up for in speed. She is naturally tan and has dark brown hair and eyes.
Any mutations?
Tattoos cover her body, her hand is entirely black and large black portions cover her chest, neck, legs, etc. The only place without tattoos is her face.

Spoiler: Examples

Personality
Renca is sarcastic, negative, self-serving, and blunt. She does what’s good for her and she typically abstains from making loyalties or relationships. She is out-of-touch with any ideas of kindness and prefers to keep most things bottled up. Her hard-headed and sometimes explosive nature keeps her from advancing in trust. Plus, she’d much rather fight for what she feels like doing that day opposed to being ordered around. However, if she doesn’t “feel” like doing something she’ll need some sort of motivation; threats mean nothing to her, she needs the actions to follow through.

Fighting is second nature to her, and she typically enjoys bickering for the sake of it. When Renca dislikes someone they’ll know and she’d much rather spend the time thinking about ways to end their life (or just make them miserable), rather than considering any sort of amend. She’s the kind of person who will do nearly any task given, even if it’s brutal and bloody. Paragon wants someone tortured, she’s an excellent candidate for the job. Despite how ruthless and cunning she is, Renca does enjoy simple things. She like tea, drawing, music, and people who are not annoying. If she respects someone (her respect isn’t easily attained) they might be able to get her to sympathize or persuade her in a certain direction, but she is often compelled by what she will get out of it.

Power
Renca has tattoos that cover her body. She can “call” the shapes off her body and they do her bidding. They can pierce the heart or bind arms or legs. The black shapes are entirely under her control and she feels no pain if they are attacked. She can alter their shape to a certain degree (but couldn’t turn one into a dog or anything like that).
Strengths
Intelligent, quick, ruthless and cunning.
Weaknesses
She has no patience, tact, or empathy toward others.
How long have they been at Paragon?
Coming on fourteen years.
Were they born with their powers or created?
She was created.
Backstory
Renca was abused until she was six (which was the age she ran away from home). She found an older runaway (this girl was sixteen) who took Renca under her wing. She taught her how to scrap, find food, manipulate people, and how to get out of most situations. The pair were together a year before a member of Paragon stumbled across them. Renca was filthy and the Paragon worker thought she was a boy. Renca’s friend escaped, leaving Renca behind. That moment taught Renca that people only look after themselves, which left a lasting mark and was a philosophy she later incorporated into her life.

After Renca was brought back to the facility, she was cleaned, and correctly gendered before they decided to alter her with the ability to manifest and control tattoos. She was obedient and did whatever they requested until her late teens, which was when she became more defiant and selective of tasks (Paragon didn’t take kindly to this).​

 

[0k_mang0]

NOLANFull name: Nolan Carter Sousa
Code name: Phantom
Gender: male
Age: 23
Sexuality: hetero
Appearance: Stands 6'2" tall, has a medium olive-ish tan, dark brown eyes, and dark brown mid-short hair usually styled back neatly. Has an average-looking but healthy build fit for agility.
Level: 3
Loyalty: Rebellion, for the chance of escaping
Personality:
Mature, usually calm and patient, almost like a wistful old soul who has seen a lot—actually, more like a serious, indifferent baby that isn’t always sure how to react, and most of his reactions are mild. But he does act a bit older than his real age, like about 10 to 20 years older. It would explain why he often had trouble connecting and relating within his age range. He still gets excited like a kid on Christmas whenever he's focused on his nerdy hobbies. He has an odd interest in older technology from the 1970s to the early-90s.

Though he’s quick to adapt in any situation, adjusting out of work mode is a challenge for him. He’s restless and easily bored during breaks, with the exception of naps and also not against wearing sweatpants. He’s a bit socially awkward when it comes to casual settings; doesn’t mean he’s antisocial, constantly nervous around people, or prone to miss common social cues. He's always ready to lend a helping hand, though secretly he just wants to feel useful and not just stay quiet in the corner all the time. Still, he is more comfortable and open around computers and machines than people.

Despite his mild, unassuming demeanor, Nolan is still a weapon. Most people wouldn't suspect at first how cunning or potentially ruthless he can be when the situation calls for it. If there's ever a chance for him to have a normal, casual life again, he wouldn't take it because he knows he wouldn't be able to adapt to it well enough.

Power: Teleportation – Jumps from one point to another within his peripheral vision.

• Can teleport 1 to 2 people with him through physical contact. Any more will exhaust him
• Also small objects with him, including a bike. The larger the mass, the more taxing it is to his stamina and the chances of possibly killing him.
• Electricity painfully disrupts his power; depending on how much voltage, he will temporarily be unable to teleport for some time.

Strengths: Tenacious, studious, dexterous, observant. Skilled engineer and still learning.
Weaknesses: Secretive, somewhat overprotective and maybe a bit too overly cautious. Do not let him make coffee – he makes terrible coffee.
Years at Paragon: 7 years, from age 16
Created or Born: Created
Backstory:

Nolan and his brother were born in Virginia. He has a military family background, with his paternal grandparents both being involved in World War II and his mother, Anya Adler, was honorably discharged from the U.S. Army. His parents were both highly skilled scientists who inspired their quiet son's interest. Nolan didn’t know what they exactly did at work, but he assumed it was some clandestine government or scientific company work, and they told him they were trying to make the world better. In reality, his parents worked for Paragon Labs, but they were, perhaps, half-unaware of Paragon’s complete sinister plans besides researching and training people with superpowers.

Nolan was 10 years old when his mother was declared dead after being missing for over a year. There was supposedly some evidence to support it. Since then, his father, Dr. Christopher Sousa, became more focused on his work, going on more business trips, and grew distant from his two children, who were then usually taken care of by their grandmother. But after discovering Paragon Labs’ true intentions, the doctor tried to leave.

At 16, Nolan was kidnapped in the middle of the night. He was missing for 2 months until Paragon Labs called Dr. Sousa and gave him a choice: continue his work and turn his own son into a weapon, or he and his entire family dies. His father chose the former. Nolan was in a coma for most of the process, which lasted for a half a year, but he remembers feeling how almost every nerve in his body felt like they were on fire. Afterward, he endured the harsh training, stayed focus on learning and improving his new super ability. You wouldn't expect it from a well-behaved guy like Nolan, but he actually had a lot of disciplinary problems during the first year – mainly just being stubborn to follow orders, attempt as many small acts of defiance without getting himself killed, and sometimes shielded some trainees that were antagonized by the other more aggressive, possibly sociopathic ones. Who knows what Paragon did to beat the compliance into him, but he worked hard to gain enough trust from them. Still doesn't mean he likes them, or vice versa – Paragon makes sure not to give him enough computer access that would allow him to hack into their security, encrypted files, etc.

He earned the code name “Phantom” due to his powers making it seem like he vanishes and reappears like one, and can be just as silent when necessary, almost like a less gruffy version of Batman. Currently, Nolan does not know what happened to his father, who has recently gone missing, or his brother’s whereabouts.

JUNIPERFull name: Juniper Li-Jian
Code name: Pyre
Gender: female
Age: 21
Sexuality: asexual
Appearance: 5'4", has an athletic build, light brown eyes, long black hair occasionally in a messy ponytail or braid
Mutation(s): Irises glow bright red when using powers. Her sweat is almost like odorless flammable/combustible alcohol like ethanol, one of the main factors of her powers.
Level: 3
Loyalty: More loyal to her brother than Paragon. If she knew Paragon's true goals, she may not be loyal to them for long and would probably join the escape.
Personality:
Ironically, Juniper is not hot-tempered like her brother Kang and is much more chill than him, but it doesn't mean nothing will upset her. She has always been the one who prefers being active over passive, using actions over words. Her plans are almost always made as she goes. Of course, some people would interpret this as impatience, along with her being somewhat immature due to her sarcasm… well, yeah, she’s a bit impatient sometimes and sarcastic, but she’s not constantly making silly or goofy jokes; she thinks acting seriously all the time is boring, but knows when not to be childish most of the time. She would say she’s just assertive as an excuse for her supposed impulsiveness, and she is. She tries to be polite and avoid becoming anyone’s enemy, but like her brother, she refuses to let herself be a pushover to anyone.

Despite being assertive, she tries avoiding unnecessary trouble. This trait was most likely influenced by her older brother, Kang, who had often held her back and protected her, telling her to keep a low-profile and not to get involved. It’s hard to do when her instincts are telling her otherwise, and she often trusts her instincts, especially in combat. If it’s not her instincts, then she goes to her brother.

Power: Fire manipulation

• Overusing her powers will overheat her body and maybe actually burn her.
• Lack of oxygen prevents power usage
• Extremely cold weather dampens her power’s strength; during winter, her body produces less combustible sweat, which means she cannot generate her own flames often or easily.

Strengths: Agile, persistent, brave, transparent. Highly skillful sword fighter like her brother. Better driver than her brother.
Weaknesses: Slightly too trusting, stubborn, semi-chain smoker. Does not know how to swim. Allergic to cats.
Year at Paragon: 9 years, from age 12
Created or Born: Born
Backstory:

Juniper, along with her older brother Kang, is a Chinese-American born in the United States. Her family moved to Hong Kong when she was a young child, and she never knew why. She was told it was just another job transfer that would finally let the family settle in, and she never bothered to delve into that subject. She had a roof over her head and finally enrolled in a regular school instead of homeschooling—that’s all that mattered to her.

Her fire ability appeared when she was almost 11 years old, and at the strange request of her mother, Juniper had to keep it a secret from her father; her older brother, Kang, had run away from home a few years earlier (read Kang’s bio). But a year later, her father found out, and when he did, he accused his wife of infidelity—no one has fire powers. It’s possible Kang and Juniper are actually half-siblings, but then again, their father may have been overreacting due to his temper, which had gotten worse from drinking after losing his job recently and the piling gambling debts.

In the middle of the night, a few days after the discovery, Juniper woke up from her parents’ loud arguing and found that her dad came home drunk and angry. She tried to intervene, shield her mother from him. That scenario would’ve gone much worse if Kang hadn’t suddenly barged into the apartment, looking much more different than 5 years ago when he’d left. He told Juniper and their mom to quickly pack their belongings and go outside. 10 minutes later, she witnessed her home apartment floor overwhelmed with icicle pillars. Her brother showed up in less than a minute later and harbored Juniper and his mom to a small hotel at a safe distance away from the apartment area. Whether their father survived that incident, nobody but Kang (maybe) knew.

The following morning, their mother had left the hotel without a trace. Juniper had nowhere else to go, but Kang offered to return to Paragon Labs with him. It only made sense for her to go with him, so she can learn how to control her fire powers better, but also to stick close to her brother this time. Though, she’s not sure how long that will last.

KANGFull name: Kang Li-Jian
Code name: Frostbite
Gender: male
Age: 29
Sexuality: demisexual, confused
Appearance: 6'4", black cropped hair, light brown eyes, has a lean, muscular build and two small, healed scars under his left eye and cheekbone. Usually seen wearing insulated tactical gloves.
Mutation(s): Eyes glow icy blue when using powers. Both his hands and wrists are colored jet-black most likely due to his powers, living up to his callsign. His hands and the rest of his body are naturally cold, no matter what.

Spoiler: his hands

Level: 4, might be promoted to 5
Loyalty: Conflicting, leaning more towards Paragon because they gave him and his sister, Juniper, a somewhat better life.
Personality:
His sister would describe him as someone who purposely froze his sulky switch on. Kang is just as cold as his abilities, a ruthless, seemingly apathetic professional who doesn’t make his job personal. Or at least tries to. He is quick to anger from certain things like failure or incompetent people. He doesn’t always act on his anger immediately, but when he does, it’s like a calm before the snowstorm. Despite his stoic exterior, Kang finds subtle ways to release his frustrations whenever he gets the chance, or not so subtle if he’s alone, with disregard for property damage.

He shares a sarcastic sense of humor with his sister, albeit much deadpanned and slightly darker than hers. While he’s usually bleak and strict, Kang is still a protective big brother who will do whatever it takes to keep Juniper safe. He truly only wants the best for her. Then again, he will also do whatever it takes to get the job done.

Secretly has a soft spot for cats.

Power: Ice and snow manipulation

• Extremely hot and dry weather, especially in the summer, dampens his power strength. Less moisture in the air means less power usage.
• Overuse of his powers will freeze his own body
• Can cover his body with ice, but not for long

Strengths: Athletically disciplined, loyal, professional. Very skilled melee fighter, especially with swords.
Weaknesses: Prideful, hotheaded. Familial loyalty to his sister. Slow understanding of modern to advanced technology. Do not let him drive.
Years at Paragon: 14 years, from age 15
Created or Born: Born
Backstory:

Kang’s ice powers emerged when he was 5 years old and kept them a secret from everyone but his family. Supposedly, he inherited it from his father, who is rumored to have been a former masked vigilante from the States, which would explain why they used to move around a lot, how their father often came home late at night with many bruises, and why the two siblings were homeschooled for a while before moving to Hong Kong. However, there was never really any solid proof besides those minor observations.

Like his little sister, Kang was born in the U.S. before moving to Hong Kong, where he didn’t have the greatest living experience there. He was a small kid with little to no friends and was often bullied at school and his father had grown cold, distant and slightly stricter since the move. As a young teen, he was mostly harassed by a small group of high school boys, who were supposedly secret members of the Triad, for frequently hanging out with one of their girlfriends. At 15, before joining Paragon, Kang got into a bad fight with those bullies that harassed him after school. He sent most of them to the hospital in critical condition after using his powers—whether it was intentional or not, it didn’t seem to matter. His parents, particularly his father, were upset with what he did, and when it seemed like they were willing to turn him to authorities, he ran away from home.

About 3 months later, Paragon found him on the streets and offered him a place in their program. He accepted without hesitation, and since then he’s pushed through whatever training the lab gave him.

At age 20, Kang was finally given his first mission, which almost seemed like a cruel and unusual coincidence… or maybe not—his assigned target was his own father. However, it was a perfect time to return to Hong Kong for the mission. After finding his family’s new home address, Kang heard a ruckus, stormed in, and intervened before his drunk father could recklessly harm Juniper and his mom. Despite not being completely sober, his father fought well, but not well enough against his own son who has trained to be an assassin for the past 5 years.

After an unexpected counterattack by Kang, the fight ended when the entire apartment floor was suddenly enshrouded with icicle pillars—Juniper isn’t sure who ended it, and Kang wouldn’t tell her. His first mission was done, and it seemed to have changed him more than his sister realized. The following morning, Kang returned to Paragon Labs with Juniper after learning about her powers, and he’s been looking out for her since then. Their mother had changed her name since the incident and her whereabouts are unknown.

Writing Sample: Westbrook RP

 

[Twin Fantasy]

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ruby

❮ killer queen ❯

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ruby bierman
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nickname:

[/div] rue
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[/div] burner
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age:

[/div] 19
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gender:

[/div] female
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[/div] lesbian
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[/div] born
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time at paragon:

[/div] 9 years
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[/div] 3
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kat bjelland
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[/div] 5'2
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[/div] blue
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hair:

[/div] pretty and blonde, but a bit unkempt
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tattoos:

[/div] a stick-and-poke of a rose
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mutations:

[/div] her saliva is blue. nobody knows why this is the case. [/div] [/div] [div class="tabcontents tabcontentsthree" style="display: none;"]

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power:

kinetic energy conversion - when receiving a physical blow, ruby can absorb the kinetic energy and convert it, either into potential energy which becomes kinetic upon returning a strike, or into other forms such as heat, sound and light. the energy must be used immediately.
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[/div] cynical - crude - insensitive - volatile - immature
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[/div] generous - honest - creative - trustworthy - protective
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[/div] ruby is angry. she's pissed. all the time. she's full of unbridled rage and rebellion. authority figures are her worst enemy, the downtrodden her best friend. she's a rebel, and always has been. a danger to the teetering microsociety of Paragon. she's probably been the most vocal about her desire to leave, spitting in the faces of her elders with pride unmatched. it seems her only source of pleasure is getting a leg up on the system.

when she isn't on her punk rock rampage, she's often picking fights with people significantly stronger than her, or smoking cigarettes in her bedroom. sometimes you'll see her touching up her stick-and-poke tattoo, or humming songs to herself. she gets bored easily, and does a fair amount of pacing around her room. her friends are few, but she's loyal to them. if you have a secret, she'll never tell. some even think of her as the Giles Corey of Paragon. even under threat of death, she'll keep her mouth shut. she'll never rat you out for doing something, has never once snitched in her life.

though she is a great friend, she's an equally terrible enemy. her grudges can last for years. if her first impression of you was negative, good luck getting back on her good side, or even her neutral side. she may fight you, even if she knows she'll lose. the adrenaline rush of hitting a rival is worth any amount of pain. she's a troublemaker, the nuisance of Paragon, and she loves it. [/div] [/div] [div class="tabcontents tabcontentsfour" style="display: none;"]

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ruby wasn't a wanted child. the child of a high school student and a teacher, the mother knew she couldn't keep her. ruby was passed through the foster system for a few years of her life.

her powers became apparent very early on, which she almost immediately used to pick fights with foster siblings. hating being told not to start fights, she did it on purpose, turning damn near every house into a warzone. equally as often, her new families would start it first. when a particularly abusive parent got his ribs shattered after smacking his seven-year-old daughter, it was clear something was up. unfortunately, she'd long since disappeared from the house.

for half a year, ruby wandered the country on her own barely sustaining herself. she managed to be picked up by a travelling circus for awhile, able to pull off a decent strongwoman act. however, word of the strange little girl who brutally wounded a grown man traveled like wildfire.

all things considered, in spite of the distance she'd travelled, ruby bierman was not hard to find. her name was scrawled on posters beside that of her fellow freakshow acts, which were pasted all over whatever town they arrived in next. they found her in a small town in Kansas, paid a decent price for her, and took her off to Paragon. in spite of the garbage living conditions and having to get punched in the stomach a few times a day, ruby had been quite enjoying circus life, so she was not happy.

convincing her to listen wasn't easy. physical harm was hardly a threat, as she'd simply return it tenfold. for the time being, they used her stuffed rabbit, Honey, as a pawn. "do this or that and the rabbit stays unharmed" at the very least convinced the young ruby, who was reluctantly compliant for several years. however, at some point during her teen years, her rebellion re-developed. she's been trouble ever since, and Honey has stayed unharmed, since she now hides him under her mattress. [/div] [/div] [/div]

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coded by luna.

 

[archur]

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Millie Valentine
Code Name: Husk

Gender: Female

Age: 19

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Any mutations?: The very definition of mutation, Millie's biology changes with her very thought.
Personality: Millie is a combination of bubbly and deadly all at the same time. She can be laughing along with you one second, and have serious intent on having your head the next. She operates off the belief that she is untouchable, and can do anything she wants, to whomever she wants. Not much has ever dissuaded her of the opposite, asides from some of the other supers at Paragon and some of the staff themselves. To them, she has some semblance of respect for, if not fear that they would turn their strength against her, as though she is physically robust, her mental fortitude could be described as "lacking" in some regard.

She enjoys her time with others, often clinging to somebody else for the sake of protection or at least some facsimile of it, and places importance onto the biological machine inside of her head, and it's creativity. You might describe her creativity as something to be openly abhorred, but she just finds the forms she takes as a fun costume to play pretend with.

Power: Shapeshifting- Whenever Millie would transform into a new shape, she has to shed the old one in one way or another. Usually, this is done through the old one flaking away, or by the new form ripping through the old one in whatever means it can, through teeth or claw. She of course feels some pain in doing this, but can use this ability to heal from some superficial or deep wounds, as so long as the new form doesn't contain any trace of the old.

Strengths: She can regenerate from most wounds easily, and can become different shapes and sizes at will. She can impersonate others on a surface level, and can transform herself into a living weapon.

Weaknesses: Millie isn't the most mentally stable human being, and isn't the fastest or strongest either. She can't augment her strength, or her speed beyond that of basic human ability, and even that's a bit of a stretch.
How long have they been at Paragon?: Some time now, since she was 5.

Were they born with their powers or created?: She was born, and found when she was very young.

Backstory: Millie wasn't always like the way she was. A wreck of a nearly-not human being that struggles through basic social cues and nearly scrapes by normal life through the constant misuse of her power. No, she was once a baby. A writhing, fleshy mass of a baby who caused her father to faint just from the sight of her during child birth. Her parents struggled to raise her until she grew to be too much, and put her up for adoption. From there, the young girl of many faces and few true legal records was shuffled around until she was about 5, when word of her mischief reached the ears of Paragon.

From there, she was trained at a young age to hone her mind and change her shape very quickly, always to something deadly. First, it was animals, then it was people, real and fictional. Then, it turned to fictional animals of myth and yore. Then, after an accidental night of viewing nothing but horror movies for hours on end, she let her mind free and became unspeakable horrors with tentacles and teeth in every which direction. As she grew older, she honed this skill as the organization required, and grew better at 'shedding' her wounds and transferring herself from one form to the next. Painful at first, but she grew used to the stinging sensation that covered her entire being when she shifted long ago.

Now, she is nearly everything that Paragon wants in their assassins, asides from the unnecessary brutality, lack of subtlety, and lack of following direct orders. It's often been said that she's not the type of assassin that Paragon wants, but more often, it's been said that she's the type of assassin you'd never want sent after you. She has very little qualms on killing you, your family, and everyone you know and love just to get to you, that being said, she'd even have a good time doing so.

Writing Sample:

Millie pawed at her throat as she sang to herself in her room, singing to herself and feeling the vocal chords vibrate in her throat. Her form was slouched against a wall, an antiquated set of earbuds trailing their way down to the phone that sat in her lap. The music played so loudly that it could be heard outside of the earbuds, but nobody else was there with her, and she didn't mind damaging her eardrums. She could always replace them.

"You're out of touch,
I'm out of time," She elongated the words as she sang them, small tears streaking down her cheeks as she said them.

"But I'm out of my head when you're not around." Her voice faltered and cracked, and she took her palm away from her own throat as she began to break down, placing her head between her legs. Inside, she wished that she didn't force herself into her own room whenever she felt the slightest connection to anybody else, but she remembered what happened the last time she made any real connection to anyone, and how well that went. She lifted her head up only for a moment so she could change the track before returning to her fetal position.

 

[Winona]

Name: Edwin Sloane
Code name: Asmodeus
Gender: male
Age: 63
Sexuality: Hetero
Appearance: 5'10", dark brown hair and dark eyes, with a thin frame
Any mutations?: none
Personality: Heartless, cold, all business and no play. Sloane is focused and goal-driven, and nothing will stand in the way of his goals. Anything or anyone that tries will be disposed of without a second thought. There is little to no morale compass in him anymore, and he views Paragon as almost like a factory. Their job is to spit out assassins, trained killers, and learn more about the mutation -- and that is all he cares about, that is all that he lives for.
Power:
Strengths: Clever - Directed - Goal-Oriented - Logical
Weaknesses: Ambitious - Deceptive - Secretive - Amoral
How long have they been at Paragon?: Has worked at Paragon for years
Were they born with their powers or created?: No powers
Backstory: Perfection. The idea of perfection is what has driven Sloane for years. At Paragon, he's considered almost a legend -- a head of most of the projects, and not much is known about him. He lives and breathes the work that is done at Paragon, and everyone has their theory on what has driven him to dedicate his life to the construction of human weapons. Some say that he had a child who was killed, and ever since he's wanted to get revenge by developing the ultimate killer to take out that murderer -- some say it was a wife, his mother, his father, brothers, sisters. Some even think it was an attempt on his own life, and in fear, he started to work on developing human weapons to keep himself safe.

The truth is it was nothing of the sort. Sloane just strives for perfection, and the idea of playing with the human genome has fascinated him for years. When he first learned about the fluke in some people's genome that would cause mutations and special powers, he became obsessed -- learning everything that he could about it, until he came to Paragon. With the help of Paragon, he started finding them. Capturing them. But there had to be a need, a purpose for people with these powers in order to continue to fund the project. And, well, assassination is a surprisingly lucrative business, and having a horde of killers at his dispense made him untouchable.

Sloane lived for perfection and power, and at Paragon, that is exactly what he got.
Writing Sample: Westbrook

code by @Goldieloxx

 

[Spiderheart]

Sorry for the lack of fancy formatting.

Name: Simon Reed
Code name: Tyrant

Gender: Male
Age: 27
Sexuality: Ace

Level: 4 – works to cover up sloppy killings, rather than serving as an assassin himself
Are they loyal to Paragon or planning to rebel?: Dubiously loyal. He supports the idea of a single worldwide authority, and for all their flaws, the New Order seems the most likely candidate.
Appearance: Rob Cantor
Mutations: Nictitating membranes; skin has sharklike texture
Personality: Cold, calculating, and pragmatic, Simon interprets every setback as an opportunity and every victory as nothing more than a step towards the next. In spite of this, he's a fierce idealist, and believes Paragon's work will ultimately be a net positive for the world – if only after the organization itself is destroyed.
Power: Overwhelming presence – can induce secretion of dopamine or epinephrine in anyone he's speaking with, consequentially producing happiness or fear.

Strengths: Clever, insightful, ruthless, unreadable

Weaknesses: Arrogant, overly cautious, manipulative

How long have they been at Paragon?: Approximately eight years

Were they born with their powers or created?: Born

Backstory: Simon keeps his personal history close to his chest, in part because of its relative mundanity. He was raised by a supportive, upper-middle-class family; he breezed through school with the natural ease of gifted children, and did his best to keep the physical symptoms of his mutation concealed. It wasn't hard, relatively speaking. It wasn't as though he had antlers.

Partway through high school, however, he became aware of the advantages he was given – and resentful of them. Was he exceptional, or was he just handed his achievements? Who among his lessers was actually a peer he'd been deprived by the system? The world deserved better. He deserved better. Most people might join a left-wing political group in this situation – but he was also looking for information about his... physiological uniqueness, and his search engine use drew Paragon to him. They offered him a chance to improve the world. He took it.

He didn't expect to be concealing murders and assisting in a global conspiracy, but he wasn't exactly disappointed to learn the reality of the situation. Brutal as it was, the status quo seemed intractable in the face of anything short of systematic removal of authority figures. He would like more power over the organization – to be a player, rather than just a pawn – but, as he sees it, that's only a matter of time.

Writing Sample:

Simon sat back in his chair and drummed his fingers against the armrest. "So let me ensure we understand each other." A trickle of fear. That was all he needed; it would escalate on its own with that. "You not only failed to dispose of your target, but you..." He picked up the papers in front of him, glanced over them disdainfully. He already knew them by heart, but the theatre of it was one of the few pleasures this job allowed him. "Killed three bystanders, set a car on fire, and lost half the materiel you were issued. And now." He looked back across the desk, staring down a man twice his size with the same contempt he'd give a disobedient puppy. "Now you come here and ask that I not only fix your mistakes, but also tell our mutual benefactors that somehow this charlie foxtrot was in no way your fault." Was his stare baleful enough? It didn't matter. The sap on the far side of the desk was already squirming.

Before the poor bastard could answer, Simon picked up a pen. "I'm marking the case for poor intel and external interference. You'll still get chewed out, and I don't recommend fucking up again, but the immediate consequences should be manageable." This wasn't an act of kindness; the assassin really hadn't been given sufficient intel on his target. "Next time, read the target's dossier before you reach the field, and send out questions if necessary. I don't want to see you hear again."

And now, a little dopamine – just to exacerbate the relief. "Thank you so much, I promise I'll do better next time, you'll see –" Simon wasn't listening. The paperwork needed his attention more. "You're dismissed." A knowing glance was all it took to send the other mutant scurrying out of the room. Simon checked the clock. Only three PM? He was gonna need a drink after this... or maybe five.

 

[Fred Colon]

Spoiler: Kitz

Name: Kitz

Code name: Eris

Gender: Female

Age: 20

Level: 1

Are they loyal to Paragon or planning to rebel?: Kitz has very little awareness that this is coming to pass. She could very easily be manipulated in either direction.

Appearance: Tall and thin, Kitz looks almost sickly. She occasionally has ‘tattoos’ that are really just scribbles that she does herself, sometimes semi-professionally, other times with a colored marker or something similar. She almost always wears her long black cloak, usually with the hood up, two shiney silver buttons at the neck of the cpoak. Her hair is long brown and stringy.

Any mutations?: None
Personality: Kitz is, to put it bluntly, very unstable. Perhaps it's the nature of her reality bending, but she is disconnected from the world at large. She frequently loses her train of thought, is randomly terrified in innocuous situations or unflinchingly brave in terrible ones. She wants friends, but has no idea how to interact with people and, seemingly, has no idea that people find her strange. When an idea comes into her head, no matter how foolish, she attempts to follow it through to the end whether or not it's detrimental to someone else, or, more frequently, to herself.

Power: Reality bending, but with a large caveat. Kitz’s cloak doesn’t seem to follow the usual rules of reality. She calls it her ‘Cloak of Seeming’, as whatever it ‘seems’ it is. For example, if she holds the cloak up in front of her, seeming like a protective wall and lets it go, it hangs suspended, a nigh impenetrable wall now in truth. Kitz cloak is large and voluminous, it seems almost as if it could hold anything inside of it and so, because it’s the cloak of seeming, it can. She can stow any item that would fit underneath the cloak inside of it, even herself. When she crawls into it the cloak simply lies on the floor, empty, as if its just a simple cloak until Kitz returns from inside of it. She claims that it’s the entrance to a mysterious world called ‘The Inside’ but no one has been foolish enough or brave enough to go inside with her and confirm this. Kitz claims that she only has one cloak, but if she ever loses her cloak, any cloak that she puts on after that becomes ‘her cloak’ and she refuses to acknowledge that it is a new cloak. The power resides with her, though she refuses to acknowledge this fact.

Strengths: Kitz is actually quite intelligent, when she has the presence of mind to think through something logically. She is also fast and strong, though not superhumanly so. Her strange mental state makes her very resistant to mental alteration, as her mind does not quite work like other peoples.

Weaknesses: Her biggest weakness is her gullibility. She has little concept of the conflicts going outside her head, and can easily be convinced to do nigh on anything if the asker frames the request in a way that takes into account her deranged mental narrative. She also, while not malicious, can and has hurt other people and herself playing out the fantasies and ideas that come to her. She has an abnormal fear of butterflies and is convinced that they are both capable and willing to kill her.

How long have they been at Paragon?: One Year

Were they born with their powers or created?: Born

Backstory: Kitz claims she was always alone. That she never had parents. That ever since she could remember she was alone and on her ‘very important quest’. Whether or not this is true, Paragon admits that her powers make this claim not completely out of the realm of possibility.

Kitz is convinced that she is on a quest to keep the stars in the sky. Or, alternatively, put the stars back in the sky. She isn’t always clear on which one and sometimes claims she has to do both.

She was spotted several times over the years by paragon, the first time when she made the news for climbing up a bell tower and ringing them for three hours straight. She locked the doors to the bell tower, and when the police finally broke in to stop her she ‘told us that she was trying to communicate with the moon in an effort to convince it to remain neutral, and then crawled inside her cloak and vanished!’ as an officer told Paragon agents later.

Similar incidents followed, until finally Paragon agents were able to subdue her after she sat down in a McDonalds and began methodically pounding a bunch of butterflies into paste with a hammer, as she refused to flee until her work was finished.


Writing Sample

“Now. Kitz, your name was?”
“Is. I’m still Kitz.” Kitz pointed out. She stuck a finger in her ear and scratched at her ear canal. “You know, I can see you’ve got that paper with my name on it. Are you the IRS? My friend Buddy said that the IRS knows more than God and wants to keep hard working men and women like us in the gutter, which is why he had to sleep under a bush, which I thought was funny since you don’t see many bushes in gutters. Although to be fair this isn’t a gutter either. Shows what I know about gutters, I guess. That’s what I get for having no formal education.”
The woman paused for a moment, and then continued.
“Now, I need to stress that there is nothing to be frightened about.”
“Oh. Good.” Kitz said, relieved. She hadn’t even thought to be scared, but the confirmation that there wasn’t anything to be afraid of despite her oversight was really comforting.
“We’re just going to do some blood tests, take a few X-Rays and monitor your heart rate.” The woman continued. “These tests are routine, to make sure that you’re healthy enough to be put into the general ward in the psychiatric hospital. If you feel uncomfortable, please tell one of the nurses and we’ll do out best to make you more comfortable, but we have to insist on these tests. Do you understand?”
“Only if you let me do you next.” Kitz said, perking up. She’d never ever wanted to be a doctor, ever since she’d been a little kid she hadn’t wanted to be a doctor, but who could say no to bombarding other human beings with poorly understood electron radiation and looking inside them like they were just so much glass dishware?
The woman gave her a look that Kitz thought either meant ‘No’ or ‘I just realized my socks are inside out and I’m not going to mention it’. She put it down as a ‘maybe’ in her head and rubbed her hands together. Proximal Phalanges here she comes!
“Nurse Deckard!” The woman called, and a woman stepped into the room and smiled at Kitz. Kitz liked it when people smiled at her. She smiled back, at least until she noticed the scrubs the woman was wearing.

They were bright pink and covered in orange butterflies.

“No!” Kitz leapt out of her hospital bed, the cloak she forced them to let her keep on cloak whirling around her like the hem of a Dervish worshipers robes. “Look. I swear I didn’t do anything! Leave me alone!”
“Ma’am, please, calm down.” The butterfly nurse said, her voice low, soothing. She was still smiling. She knew she had Kitz trapped!
“Fine! I did it! I burnt down that butterfly garden in Atlanta! But you lot had it coming!” Kitz snarled, “So tell your monarchs, you sell out, that I admitted it. But if you think I’m coming quietly think again!”
Kitz grabbed the lapel of her cloak and pulled it over her head. It took her a second as she’d buttoned it too tightly and the fabric caught on her ears, but she got it after another moment of struggling and slipped deeper into the cloak. Soon nothing but the wide cloak could be seen, the nurses rushed over to try and grab Kitz, calling for help, but when their hands met the cloak they found it empty. It wilted in their grip, suddenly no longer midnight black, and much less expansive than they remembered it.


324 miles away Kitz crawled out of a cloak hanging in the closet of a man who played a wizard at his local LARPing group. It lengthened and darkend, changing color from green to the blackest black, two silver buttons popping out of the fabric at the neck, lengthening and growing so large that the word Voluminous might be correctly applied to it.
Kitz wrapped it tightly around herself, buttoning the buttons, smashed a window, and ran off into the night

 

[shyland]

Full name: ruka adachi
Code name: shade
Gender: male
Age: 21
Sexuality: demisexual, gay
Appearance: 6,6 green eyes that turn purple with anger has a few tattoos kinda alternitve rocker style dyes his hair often
Level: 8
Loyalty: hes a bit conflicted but hes with his other muntants
Personality: hes very shy at first but you wont be able to shut him up after making friends hes an intovert and likes his space
Power: necromancy and shadow manipulation
Strengths: good listener playing music nice and caring
Weaknesses: brightly lit places and cats(he loves them)
Years at Paragon: from age 2 till 19 recently left
Created or Born: Born
Backstory: he was left at the paragon at age 2 cant remember much before then but he wants to meet his parents now that hes out
face claim : hiroki moriuchi

 

[darkborn]

Character Sheet:
Name: Kieran Delta

Code name: AI

Gender: Male

Age: 20

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Level: 3

Are they loyal to Paragon or planning to rebel?: Uncertain. Kieran really wants to just live life. Though, if push comes to shove, he would rebel.

Appearance:

"...Yeah, I forgot to shave."

Any mutations?: Glowing circuit-like tattoos all over his body; circuit like tattoos on his face, up to below his eyes, but they don't glow unless he's running at full capacity.

Personality:
Kieran is mainly a bit of a nerd. He tries to act all logical and all, to stay true to his archetypal powerset as being like an AI with an ordered mind and all. The only problem is, his mind is everywhere. He enjoys creativity ("Hey, my room is NOT a mess!"), devours any book he can get his hands on ("Is that the newest comic of Captain America!?"), and enjoys playing the video games (GUYS! MOUNT AND BLADE TWO CAME OUT!"). He enjoys his video games a lot.

While he may seem like an awkward mess at times, he's actually pretty good at dexterity and agility based tasks. He enjoys soccer, and he loves using a bow and arrow- despite the fact he can't hit the bullseye. He disdains sports like football and rugby, and generally despises a brawl... for no reason, at least. He's an excellent cook, especially where sweets are concerned, and he's a good pianist- something about how piano notes are similar to code? Kieran does have a permanent memory; an advantage of being part digital.

That being said, Kieran is a bit of a control freak at times. When he's around people, he can restrain his tendencies..somewhat. But with him being so used to playing around in code, he's gotten used to micromanaging everything and having everything do exactly what he says. Another flaw is his tendency to micromanage everything in meticulous detail. And that's after you get him to stop procrastinating. But when he gets the job done, it's a very well done job.

One last thing to know about Kieran: He's a romantic at heart. Every time he sees a sad scene in a movie, he'll bawl his eyes out. Love scenes? He'll pretend to look away in disgust, but he's actually hoping that the movie makes it work out. He wants the good guys to win. And he knows most movies provide a happy ending (thus leading him to theorize and guess (READ: spoil) the ending for everyone else.); so he kind of applies this logic to real life, or at least, tries to obtain a happy ending. He generally hates it when he has to kill someone; he tries avoiding that when possible, and if not, he avoids looking at their dead body.

Power:
Technology Manipulation: This ability has many uses. The main uses Kieran uses for this is creating constructs out of data, making interfaces to remotely hack stuff, turning into an AI and jumping into a computer, and jury-rigging parts to make a working technological construct out of existing technological pieces. It has a wider variety of uses, but Kieran focuses on these mainly, though if he ever gets the motivation, he'll try expanding. As it is, why fix what's not broken?

Strengths:
Versatility: Kieran's ability makes him very adaptable to situations. While he may prefer more stealthy means of solving problems, if the situation calls for it, he can make an RPG, he can create platforms of data to walk on, and he can alter videos and whatnot.

Stealth: While Kieran is adaptable, his primary focus is in stealth. He's not the strongest, nor is he the tank. He's good at moving around unseen, and he likes it that way.

Tactician: Big brain time! Kieran is a very good, if excitable, strategist. What with his ability to simply look up strategies on the fly, his experience with online chess and war games, or his simple technological physiology, he can come up with answers to problems. Will it be the best answer? Well, let's not forget that Kieran is also very spontaneous. There's an 80 percent chance it is, though. ...Hopefully.

Optimistic: Kieran the romantic, Kieran the idealist... Kieran always looks for the brighter side of things. Maybe this came from his obsession over heroes, maybe this came from his unrelenting need to succeed, but Kieran tends to look for the successes in actions.

Weaknesses:
Battery: Kieran's abilities NEED to be surrounded by pieces of technology. He can't become an AI unless there's a piece of software he can jump into, he can't make pieces of advanced tech from no techy items, and his interface and data creation can only last so long without nearby sources of energy to leech from before Kieran needs to recharge.

Weak: Yes. Kieran is adaptable. We've already been over this. But Kieran's not the strongest, nor the toughest. If push comes to shove, literally, expect Kieran to lose. ...Maybe that's why he hates football?

Short term planner: Kieran only plans three or four moves ahead. He doesn't have a master plan in mind. As such, one who CAN plan ahead better than Kieran can beat him. ....This also affects his personality. He can take a couple of losses in, say, a game. But continued losses will dishearten him. He'll bounce back, but it'll take some time for him to recover.

Romantic and Control Freak: He kind of expects life to fall in line with stories: Exposition, rising action, conflict, falling action, and then a resolution. He expects a happy ending. This can blind him to other possibilities at times.

How long have they been at Paragon?: All his life! Because...

Were they born with their powers or created?: ...Kieran was created. There's really no way a fusion of technology and biology can be achieved like this naturally.

Backstory:
Kieran was created in a tube, and lived his life with Paragon. There shouldn't be much to say, right?

Wrong!

So, you already know that Kieran was made in a tube in Paragon. He lived his life with a bit of a silver spoon in his mouth- especially when it came to education. Kieran was made to be an infiltrator, and to turn opponents technology against them. As such, he had to understand physics, coding, thermodynamics, and the like. Furthermore, he was trained in all sorts of weapons and strategies and covert operations and the like. While his education and training were intensive, he always managed to find time to have fun.. and maybe steal some games from the computer so he could play them.

Thankfully, one Annette Lynn, a scientist whom Kieran strongly considers his mother, noticed his desire to essentially play and be entertained, and humored him. She managed to sneak in a ton of books and comics, and managed to make his early days much more fun than just simply training. It was during these early days that Annette and Kieran really bonded. Maybe it was because of Annette that Kieran is so optimistic. Probably it was also Annette that made Kieran such a bookworm.

His teenage years was when things really started picking up. Factions started forming. Kieran mainly stayed out of it and focused on his games and books. Though, while he was quiet and stayed away from the intrigue, he did talk with some of the others from time to time. He enjoyed it when people played games with him, he worked well as a recon unit, and he always tried to make sure that everyone was alright in their missions.

Ah, yes. The missions. It was during his late teenage years that he was really started to be used as an assassin. It was also during this time that Kieran found out he didn't like killing. He complained about this time and time again to Annette.... maybe that was the reason why she was assigned elsewhere. Or laid off. Kieran really doesn't have the details on why or how she disappeared. All he knows is that he mourned her departure. Very badly. It affected his performance for nearly a week; he managed to recover, but it was enough for Paragon officials to look at him strangely. He managed to brush it off, but this still remains to this day a major issue between him and Paragon- they had no reason to get rid of Annette, in his opinion.

After all this, Kieran is still trying to live a relatively normal life- as much as an experiment can- and try to just simply live life. He does get jealous from time to time over the fact that he can't go interact with normal people- he personally finds their ways interesting. He wanted to go to school, too. He wants to see what a coffee shop..

Anyways, It's now present day. Kieran's kind of waiting to see what happens. When a conflict occurs, and even Kieran can see that's going to happen, Kieran will have largely no idea what to do.

Writing Sample:
Because I'm lazy...
Copy and paste from an Rp. Link will be provided.

"Hey, Soren. What'd'ya think we should play for the peeps when we do our little skit?" A voice rang out behind Soren, interrupting his thoughts. He was slightly startled, but he turned around to face Markus, who was smirking at him. "What, did I interrupt your time with the plane?" Soren rolled his eye, though his smiled dispelled any thought of irritation. "So, you're telling me you're not impressed with this bad boy? This plane can go near Mach 6, with pressur-" Quincy cut him off: "Yeah, but I heard European Magistrate planes go faster." At that statement, Markus' smile grew even wider. Ohh boy. Soren was going to get needled. So before Markus could counter-attack, Soren quickly called for aid. "Hey, Johnathan, you agree that it's alright to marvel at a genius piece of technology, right?" Soren's brother stared at him blankly for a moment, before taking off his earbuds. "Yeah, I guess so. Just don't make it weird, but it's alright." Then he promptly put them back on. Of course, no one but Soren noticed the gleam in Johnathan's eyes. The little bugger. ...Technically, Johnathan was older than Soren by two years, but still. Johnathan wanted to see how this would go down.

But before either Soren or Markus could say anything, Quincy quickly butted in again. "Tied vote! Therefore, that means only one thing!" He said dramatically. The other three looked at him. Even Johnathan. It's hard to not stare when someone's making grandiose gestures with their hands. "This requires a duel... on Mortal Kombat 11!" That was enough for Soren. He quickly proceeded to say, "You're on, Markus." before attempting to stare him down. Markus just kept his smirk up, rolling his eyes as well. "Oh, luminous one, you know I'm better than you at combos."

"That's because you mash buttons!"

"You do that too!"

"...Fair point."

Unfortunately, while Soren did have powers like enhanced reflexes, Markus also had that ability, in addition to having the advantage of not only having the ability to somehow predict's Soren's movement in video games, not to mention experience.... As a result, Markus won most of their matches on video games. But before the two could continue their banter, it was Johnathan who butted in: "Not going to happen. Soren's joining the big leagues now." At that, everyone got quiet for a moment, before Quincy piped up, "Yeah, Soren, remember to come by so I can see if you're actually getting good at cooking!" Another eye roll from Soren, this time followed by a grumble of, "Shut up..." The other three laughed, and the regular atmosphere resumed.

When the plane landed, the four eagerly grabbed their equipment and stuff, and headed out. Time to make their debacle.... Oh, wow.

Soren wasn't the only one who was left with a gaping jaw. The other three were just as amazed as well. The island was amazing! It was also full of people; and it looked like the crowds were only going to get bigger, basing it on the fact that a couple more planes were coming to land. "Well, let's take the time to look around, before it gets even more crowded." Johnathan said. And so the four began scurrying around, spending a good hour looking around at the stalls that were popping up and enjoying the festivities.

But then they had to get serious. "Alright, guys. This looks like a good place to set up." Quincy announced. ...Well, at least Quincy was right. Time to set up. As they rolled their suitcases, and began pulling out folding chairs and cellos and whatnot, people looked at them curiously. Of course, Markus dropped his pen again. He made sure to snatch it up fairly quickly. After hearing a tour guide say how the island absorbed trash people left around, it was fairly amusing to watch Markus groan. But, straying from the topic at hand... it was time to start playing! Unfortunately, they could really only do one song, as then the four had to go to a hero rescue mission. Well, Soren did. The other three would come along and cheer for him. But still... one last song for the four of them.

And what would they play? Oh, nothing much. Just Thunderstruck by AC/DC. ...It was time to break some strings, baby. The four looked at each other, before nodding and beginning to play.

Here's the RP for a couple more posts:

Fantasy - True power- Rise of the Supers (IC)

March 4th, 2020 Pacifica, U.S Territory. The massive floating plastic island was clearly bustling with activity as the magistrates last transport plane made contact. From the windows the young heroes and their escorts would see the massive multicolored spires of the fabled clean up project...

www.rpnation.com

 

[Random_Potato]

Name: Catherine Pierce

Code name: Brittle

Gender: Female

Age: 19

Sexuality: Bisexual

Level: 2

Are they loyal to Paragon or planning to rebel?: Paragon, but probably would rebel if convinced to

Appearance: She's a fairly short (5'4) pale slim woman with medium length slightly curly dark brown hair and dead looking dark grey almond shaped eyes

Any mutations?: N/A

Personality: Catherine's known be generally stoic most of the time but does show emotion. She never talked much, but not she's necessarily shy, she has no trouble answering when talked to but she prefers not to say anything unneeded. She prefers to be alone mostly and likes overall peace.

Power: Can increase an object's frailty until it shatters or make someone hurt at any type of level ranging from a mild to severe. She can't directly kill someone with one blow however, it would take multiple attacks to do so.

Strengths:
• Has no trouble killing due to her power
• Not easily manipulated
• Sticks to her morals, whatever those may be
• Honest

Weaknesses:
• Stuborn
• Not easily trusting and can't build relationships easily
• Can lie effectively if she wants
• A little bit too introverted
• Holds grudges a bit too long
• Does not agree with Paragon and will disobey if needed and despite that still doesn't want to join the League X

How long have they been at Paragon?: two years

Were they born with their powers or created?: Born with powers

Backstory:
Catherine doesn't know much about her biological parents, due to being abandoned when they learned of her powers. They left her with an orphanage and stayed there ever since she was ten years old. She was then adopted by a caring couple who tried their best, but whatever they did, Catherine could not accept them as her parents. Although not knowing anything about her real parents, she did feel a vague memory of them. She remembered warmth, hapiness and love. Since she was five years old and was abandoned by them, she would keep questioning herself about these memories she had.

In her Elementary school, people avoided her non-stop. She knew exactly why, whenever she would become close with people, they would collapse to the ground, clutching a part of their body and wail in pain. But in sixth grade, while having a bad day, the pencils she was holding began cracking from her fingers outward until it was in pieces. The next day a similar event happened with various pieces of chalk, and then again and again until she came to understand why people got hurt when she from a touch their hand or hug them, she would accidentally use her power on them. It also explained why it only happened to only some and the others didn't feel anything. She also came to the realization that she should be careful around others.

And so Catherine began to eagerly throw her backpack on the couch and race to the backyard so she could try to use her powers on command or stop using them when accidentally summoned. She was determined to finally control her powers, to finally not hurt other people around her, to finally have friends. It took her around three years to learn to control them, but it was worth it. She found that she loved silence and had formed a hate for other people, so she kept herself in her own bubble. Due to this, other students bullied her but not anymore. Catherine felt like all of her training would be useless if she couldn't use them so when her bullies were around, she would wait for them to get close and grab their hands. A powerful and sharp pain would shoot up through them and spread throughout their bodies, they would yelp then attempt to get away. But Catherine wouldn't let go, even pulling if she had to, but she would only let go until they cried or dropped to the ground. They stopped after a few times of this happening. Then she slowly moved to other people, she started sneakily using her powers to hurt people who wronged about her. She continued this type of usage until eventually she got sent to the guidance counselor and then got discovered by Paragon lab. And needless say she didn't go home that night...

Writing Sample:

Catherine sat on her hard bed wondering about the rebellion, or more specifically, whether she wanted to join them or not.

"I could escape," she thought. "I could live a new life."

No, she would never rebel. Even if her life depended on it, she couldn't. Paragon is what gave her an actual purpose and even if she hates that purpose. Whatever people were saying about her, she didn't want to know. It peeked her interest, so she buried it, joining the rebellion would just dig it back up to surface.

"Don't ruin this..." she thought.

She leaned down and took a thin scrap piece of metal from the ground, she brought it to her face and smiled. As she tightened her grip on the metal, it began to rust from her fingertips outward then, it began to decay until finally it fell apart.

This reminded her of how strong she's gotten since Paragon took her in. She sighed and began dusting off the remains of the scrap metal. Maybe she was right, maybe Paragon is making her stronger. They made her into who she is, even if that someone is a murderer.

Slowly, very slowly, sheh began drifting to sleep. Whatever happened she would pledge to Paragon, but with enough convincing maybe she would rebel. Fat chance of that happening though.

 

[D1.Live]

Leo Wesley

Basic Info

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Code name: Hades
Gender: Male
Age:19
Sexuality: Straight
Appearance: 6'3, very lean and muscular build, has a rather large amount of scars, and dirty brown eyes
Strengths: Loyal, Undoubtedly Determined, Approachable, Intelligent, Manipulative
Weaknesses: Somewhat irritable, Uncontrollable anger outbursts, Forgiving, Unquestionably Loyal
Level: 3 if he asks questions but 4 if he just listens
Rebel or Rider ?: He cares little for Paragon so leaving is surely in his mind

Abilities and Mutations ​

Ability: Dark Chi Manipulation- Leo can use and create dark energy to strengthen his body and influence others emotions if he can come in contact with their chi. He can also make energy beams come out of his fingers that work like bullets but he's able to change the fire rate and range but the more destruction the blast does the less chi he can use after. The more anger and pain he feels the more his chi will grow but enough will still kill him but he'll most likely become too strong before you can drop him.
Mutation: When the higher amount of chi he uses his blood vessels start to turn black

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Backstory and personality​

Personality: Leo is a very wholesome and honest person he can be very down to earth and tries to be friendly to the other kids and young adults like him at his time in paragon but doesn't really go out of his way to socialize unless he feels like he's out of place or there's a heavy tension he tries to loosen it up with sarcasm or conversation. Deep down though he acts this way to hide the deep angry and hatred he bottles up as his ability is only the way it is because of all the internal conflicts and hatred he feels so sometimes he can have a short temper. He tries to stay laid back and act like everybody can be friends but he knows nobody thinks like him so he feels disconnected as some might think he's too nice or he is naive but he's really just making everything work in his and what he believes will be everyone else's benefit. When it comes to trust he trust hard and is very forgiving but he knows this and he can see through blatant lies and is always doubtful of those who isn't known for their honesty. He is loyal to the bone who he knows doesn't have questionable plans and morals and those who won't betray them. He doesn't care much for team work but if it makes the difference between a easy and hard job he'll gladly work with people not because he could fail(which isn't an option) it's because he simply doesn't wanna do all the work himself.

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Backstory: Leo at a young age was trained to be a top athlete by his mother who was trying to encourage him to follow in his father's foot steps who was a big time olympian runner who held the world record for the 400m sprint. As a child he was taught the importance of a health and had the weight of his father's legacy on him since birth. Leo's father was out around the world training all the time and only came home every 3 months to spend a week with him and his mom. Leo loved spending time with his dad as his dad made him feel like he was just a normal kid and they were just a normal family. Then at the age of 5 his father had died from a car crash and Leo’s whole world fell apart and the only thing keeping him satisfied was his mother. Leo started having a lot of anger outbursts when he hit the age of 10 and also was reported to have many mental issues like extreme paranoia. He was separated from his family at the age of 12 to under go full rehab for his mental health and then at the age of 13 Paragon found him perfect to conduct experiments on trying to “Make his mind and body the best it possibly can” is what they told him. Through the training and all the things they did to him he barely remembers his past but he does remember one thing his absolute anger from everything that happened in it. Now that he isn’t present so much in the world people consider him a bust and he no longer means anything to his family legacy in the face of the public. Now though it doesn’t matter he just wants freedom from whatever he feels is holding him and Paragon might be that last chain he needs to break.
How long with Paragon: 6 years
Born or Created: Created

Writing Sample:
"Leo...Leo....Leo....LEO BABY ARE YOU OK" He remembers the words of his mother as she woke up the unconscious child from his shook state. He opens his eyes to see his car was upside down and as he reaches out to his mother's bloodied hand he sees a bright light coming straight at him and then......He jumps up in his bed seething with confusion and sweating with worry. He wipes his forehead cracks a small smile and sighs to himself " I hate that dream". He gets up from his bed and goes in the mirror to wash his face and he notices his veins are a little darker than normal. He washes his face and brushes his teeth and notice the color hasn't changed back normal and sighs a little"So stressful for absolutely nothing".

He goes and sits on his bed in a meditation position for about five silent minutes in these minutes of silence Leo is in the deep dimensions of his own mind and then he opens his eyes with a wide smile"One of the easiest times i've had doing that". He jumps up in front of his closet and cracks his neck" What am I gonna wear today". He walks out the closet wearing a black Puma long sleeve with red stripes going down the arms, a pair of slightly baggy black sweats, and some red suede Puma shoes" I like it very nice fit 10/10 in my eyes." he speaks to himself as he looks at the outfit in the mirror. He walks out of the room into a plain but somewhat populated hallway as he follows the crowd to the eating area he can't help to scold himself in the matter that he forgot his earbuds"Second day in a row." he sighs to himself silently in the crowd. "They're serving french toast today though so it can't be that bad" he reassures himself as he sees the bright lights coming from the door where the eating area is located.​

 

[Twin Fantasy]

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kuroha

❮ invisible man ❯

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kuroha nozaki
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code name:

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age:

[/div] 18
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born or created:

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time at paragon:

[/div] 12 years
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serena motola
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[/div] 5'5
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eyes:

[/div] brown
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[/div] black
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[/div] all of her organs, muscles and skin are a bit translucent. if you look closely, you can quite literally see right through her. [/div] [/div] [div class="tabcontents tabcontentsthree" style="display: none;"]

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power:

self-camoflage - an excess of chromatophores in kuroha's skin allows her to blend in with anything to a point of near invisibility.
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weaknesses:

[/div] lazy - selfish - lethargic - childish - goofy - obnoxious
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[/div] funny - chill - honest - interesting - fun

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personality:

[/div] kuroha has been aptly named "the great nuisance of Paragon", and it's not hard to see why. if there's a tack on a doctor's chair, or a fellow mutant's beloved belongings trapped in the glass with the fire extinguisher, or even an airhorn taped to a wall adjacent to an opening door, it's almost certainly kuroha's doing. thanks to her power, kuroha has become the king of the prank, and spends more time goofing off than actually working.

when she isn't working in the dark against her fellow man, kuroha can often be seen sleeping. she sleeps a lot, and when she isn't asleep, she is very tired. inexplicably she suffers from a combination of narcolepsy and insomnia -- nodding off constantly during the day and unable to fall asleep at night. even when she isn't planning on sleeping, she is far too lazy to train consistently, and often skips. it's a shame, since her handle on her powers is so good, she could easily be a rank five, were it not for her attitude. her lackadaisical approach to training, jobs and self-care is the bane of Paragon's existence. many are on the record saying that making kuroha brush her teeth is as easy as pulling them.

despite the warning signs, and god knows there are many, kuroha can be a fun person to be around. she rarely ever takes things seriously, and can always crack a good joke. people who like her see her as a picture of joy, as much as the people who dislike her see her as a waste of space. though she can be selfish, and often prefers to serve herself over her companions, she's capable of putting herself before certain others, albeit only the ones most important to her. [/div] [/div] [div class="tabcontents tabcontentsfour" style="display: none;"]

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kuroha's past is a bit cloudy. several stories about her have gone around, so this is the prevailing wisdom regarding her, though the validity of it is questionable at best:

kuroha nozaki was not long for the human world. in her home country of japan, even something as innocuous as autism is looked down upon, so there was no way the mutated girl would ever fit into society. with her mother once again pregnant and unsure what to do, her parents eventually drove her out to the countryside and left her there, an act which would lay heavy on their consciences until the end of time. not that it mattered. they assumed the three-year-old kuroha was dead.

this was not the case, of course. nobody knows how kuroha got accepted into a pack of wolves, but it managed to work out. she was quite literally raised by wolves for the next three years, treated as one of their own. she did very well, all things considered. lost a lot of weight, but managed to survive, and got along with her canine siblings as she might with real human ones. unfortunately, at age six she climbed the fence of a farm and got shot in the shoulder. the farmer panicked and called 9-1-1, but when the paramedics came to retrieve her, they couldn't seem to find her. she'd hidden in plain sight, leaving behind a pool of blood.

eventually, the invisible kuroha made herself known by accident, quickly losing blood and exhausted. she was wrangled into an ambulance, but her identity was a complete and total mystery. records of her were seemingly impossible to find, even with her knowing her full name. eventually, word of her existence reached Paragon, and she was taken in by them as her final home. testing began immediately, and kuroha slowly assimilated with human society, becoming the woman we know today. [/div] [/div] [/div]

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coded by luna.

 

[Abendrot]

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[div class=textcontainer][div class=textheader]who is she ?

⁺ [div class=textinfo]Name:

Saskia De Ruyter
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⁺ [div class=textinfo]Gender:[/div] Female
⁺ [div class=textinfo]Age:[/div] 22
⁺ [div class=textinfo]Code Name:[/div] Oblique
⁺ [div class=textinfo]Sexuality:[/div] Heterosexual
⁺ [div class=textinfo]Rank:[/div] 3, toeing the line to 4
⁺ [div class=textinfo]Loyalty:[/div] Her faith in Paragon is waning fast; she might join the Rebellion if she's given the right push.
⁺ [div class=textinfo]Writing Sample:[/div] Ik zou je aan Satan verkopen voor één maïs Chip

[div class=textheader]There are three things all wise men fear[/div] ⁺ [div class=textinfo]Faceclaim:[/div] Liv Lisa Fries
⁺ [div class=textinfo]Height:[/div]157 cm
⁺ [div class=textinfo]Eye Color:[/div] Brown
⁺ [div class=textinfo]Hair Color:[/div] Brown
⁺ [div class=textinfo]Body Type:[/div] Average
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[div class=textcontainer][div class=textheader]The Sea in Storm

⁺ [div class=textinfo]Persona:

Sweet little cupcake baked by an abomination - this is Saskia. She’s not the tallest person out there though one might think so by the way she comports herself. No one can hurt you if you don’t let them.

Saskia is immensely self-assured. Throughout her life, she has been heaped with praise - for being a well-behaved girl, then a talented mutant with a staunch dedication to Paragon, and then a strongly-performing Weapon - that she feels perfectly confident in herself and that by following her instincts, life will take her along a good path. Even when life knocks her sideways, she often finds a way to turn it into an advantage.

Consequently, she finds it easy to be friendly, but not so easy to be patient. Things not going her way make her frustrated and she will interfere to try and correct matters. She can also be frustratingly stubborn; once she’s made a decision, she’ll stick to it and refuse to budge. Her decisions aren’t completely set in stone, though, for if one were to take the time and chip away at it long enough she’ll eventually change her mind. How long that can actually take is anyone’s guess, though.

Since her full introduction to the New Order, Saskia has grown bitter. She’s turned to new vices to distract herself from her circumstances, and she struggles often with coming to terms with her new life. She’s quick to snap at stupidity and patience with herself is shorter than ever before. Drinking is her distraction of choice. Quite the lightweight, a drink or two is an easy way to get her to speak of things she might not otherwise come forward with in a normal conversation.

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[div class=textcontainer][div class=textheader]The Anger of a Gentle Woman.

⁺ [div class=textinfo]History:

A child of two fervent intellectuals (a Dutch father, a German mother). Quite well-off. She was the final child of five - two sons and three daughters. She would spend little time with them, manifesting her powers at the age of seven during a temper tantrum. Her screaming unleashed a small wave of entropic energy that melted her bedroom door. Paragon was summoned shortly thereafter, and although her family tried to fight them off, Saskia left her home behind for a new life.

She took to it well, at first. She lived to two full decades, losing memory of what her mother looked like and forgetting her father entirely. Under her many overseers, Saskia demonstrated a particular talent for controlling her nascent powers. She only dimly remembers the training, the conditioning she went through, first with toys, then with the real thing. Bones broke and were repaired through healing powers, rather than waste the time to let them set naturally. Saskia learned quickly that not excelling in her studies was a promised path to ever greater pain, and so she learned quickly that there was no other path than to learn and excel at what was asked of her.

She doesn't remember when she started killing. Somewhere along the way she stopped searching for meaning in it all. She started coming home with blood on her clothes that wasn't her own. The contracts started to blur together until she couldn't remember what the face of the first person she had killed was like. The first years were full of struggles, and underneath the façade, she began to resent the ramifications of her being with the Order. Whatever had gotten her through her transformation was starting to crack. Bad experience after bad experience left her with a bitter taste in her mouth and a deep-seated disdain for the institution that she could no longer find an ounce of gratitude for. Yet she fears that a part of her will never be fully detached from Paragon.

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⁺ [div class=textinfo]Power

Property Transferral: This is the art of borrowing the physical Properties of nearby materials and applying them to other materials. When a Transfer is created, an attribute of one material is given to a new material, and Saskia must give up a proportional amount of energy, either from herself (risky) or from another source (a light or fire). If she stops concentrating on a Transfer or loses control of it, the Transfer dissipates, and the borrowed Property returns to its source material.

Generally, it's ill-advised for Saskia to use her own body as an energy source; first the energy reserves are drained, making her tired and fatigued, then draining her body of heat, making her experience dangerous chills. If she goes far enough, some of the matter in her body is destroyed, usually in small amounts of blood, mucus, or water. The amount of energy expended depends on the difference in the variables of the donor and recipient Properties. In other words, the more similar an object is to another in weight, elasticity, tensile strength, hardness, etc., the easier it is to form a transfer between the two.
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