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The year 2012. Yes, the world changed - many thought it was the apocalypse. But they were wrong, oh so wrong. Evolution was kickstarted, sent hurling into mutation. Generations began to develop unique powers, some used them to wreck havoc. Others used them to save lives.

The public, or the "Norms" as these mutants called them, protested. Things were getting out of hand, mutants were killing people in the street in their hundreds. Groups of other mutants were trying to stop them in vain as a war began to broke out between the three groups.

The Purge, Mutants who belive that any Norms are unclean, inferior and should be slain to make way for the new chapter of humanity.

The Shield, Mutants who were opposed to the Purge's method of slaying norms.

And the Goverment, who eventually stamped out the mutants. A breed of rare super-soldiers were released called "Knifes". These highly trained and enhanced soldiers could easily take out mutants. And began to become feared by those who were gifted, and praised by norms.

The Mutants fled and spread out through the metropolis of Haven City, the renamed new-york. It was rebuilt, bigger, better and "Cleaner" than ever before after being torn asunder by the three-way war. Watched over by an oppressive goverment, the public are unaware that mutants still remain.

Now, as one of the few remaining mutants, you must fight to grasp a place in scociety, or any chance of a normal life. You are alone, you are afraid.

You are outcast.

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Powers: Anything you can think of, anything. Each generation has their own powers, i'll let you decide - but nothing too powerfull, allright? You can have a maximum of two. Here are a few things to build from, if you need them.

Muscle Mass ( Super strength, manipulation of it. )
Hyperactivity (Super speed, enhanced reflexes. Increased momentum.)
Fire Manipulation (Not creating it, only controlling it.)
Wind Manipulation
Water Manipulation (Including ice.)
Earth Manipulation
Light manipulation (Light as in using light to stun and dazzle/blind enemies, not as in holy light. )
Bone Shifting (Changing the shape of the bones in your body to create swords-armour, ect.)
Muscle Shifting (Rearranging muscle tissue to create makeshift blades, armour, ect. Think Alex Mercer from Prototype.)
Sound Manipulation. (Manipulating sound waves to stun/deafan enemies.)
Telepathy
Object manipulation (Shifting the shapes of objects around you, for example - turning a table into a wooden spear by re-arranging the cells. )
Accellerated Intellect (Being able to solve most puzzles, be quick to make descisions, extremeley smart, able to invent miracolous gadgets from scrap - Basicly, makes you super-intelligent.)
Life Draining (Able to weaken someone through touch, (( Basicly, suddenly advance an enemies ageing to the point of where their body fails them in an instant through touching them. )) )
Material Changing (Able to literally change one material into somthing else entireley, for example - changing a wall into an acidic liquid. )
Fear (Able to project fear into an enemy, making them cower at the sight of you.)
Flight (Able to fly by reducing your bodies mass to that required for short flight.)

You may evolve other powers later on, but for the start - stick with two.

Profile:

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Appearance:
Background:
Power:

My profile:

Name: Cel Dirlan
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Appearance:
At first glance, Cel seems to be an average kid - save for his unusually dirty and scruffy clothes. His hair is short, trimmed sketchily and a deep, hazel brown. It hangs looseley at around the bottom of his ears. He has a tall, slender frame and enchanting, emerald eyes.

He tends to wear a pitch-black coat that covers up a torn, white vest. He wears loose demin jeans which are allso torn and dirty. On his feet are black, mud-crusted shoes.

Background: Cel seems to have a humble past which was suddenly tossed out of balance once he discovered his generation's powers. After hitting puberty, they began to develop. At first, he thought it was nothing. Though on a fatefull day, everything changed and he ran. He had to run, there was no choice. (More shall be revealed later.)

Power: Hyperactive (Super-speed, enhanced reflexes, ect.), Muscle Mass, (Thought it doesn't look it, he has enhanced muscle mass which eventually developed, under his concealing clothes he is suprisingly muscular, the muscles are built to such a point that hitting them with bullets would be like hitting a block of steel, and being hit with his fist would be like being whacked over the head with a steel bar. )

Edit: Please sign up? *Sadface.*

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dethharpist

((You do realize that this will most likely turn into a power fight right? Then again you are one of the few people I have seen that are able to keep a story on track.I still need to work on RPing as a girl though so...))

Name: The Doctor

Age: 18

Gender: Female

Appearance: She currently has long blond hair that reaches her hips, she's is comparatively short to most guys she has met (Jocks) She usually wears a long brown trench coat with blue jeans and a blue blouse

Background: The Doctor grew up in relative poverty and never went to school but still she seems to have a sort of higher education compared to those that she met. She never knew her parents but instead lived on the streets and made do with what she had, she always traveled around for most of her life until the war which caught her attention long enough that she missed her only chance out before her powers developed and was unable to fit in regularly with those she traveled with.

Power:Shifted Mind (Close to accelerated intelligence but makes her have amnesia at times to replace memories with new information gained from complex theories she learns from the other thoeries and people she meets and knows)

((So yeah how bout that insanity I bring with me?))

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DeathByPumpkins

Name: David Prefru
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Appearance: Short and skinny with long black hair that covers on eye. Grey acid wash skinny jeans and a plaid longsleeve shirt colored Yellow, black, and grey. Standard skate shoes and punk wristbands on each wrist.
Backround: He used to be a normal boy who skateboarded with his friends and got kicked out of every place he tried to skate at. He does graffiti with his friends, and has been an orphan since he was a child.
Power: Bone Shifting/Accelerated Intellect

((I love a good RP! Tell me if there is anything wrong with my character sheet and I will fix it ASAP.))

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Overshadowed

Name:James Chest
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Appearance: Jame's reaches a height of 5'10, short brown hair is atop his head, brown eyes and a small 2 inch scar is located on his right cheek. He wears whitish shorts and a black shirt, along with a silver watch on his wrist. He carries around a black and white striped waist bag and a dark brown leather shoulder bag, holding various items.

Background: He once had a part time job working to clean garbage off the dirty alleyways. He did not care that the job was disgusting because all he had to do was change the molecular structure of the garbage in to something of use to him. Later on, his employer became suspicious as to why he held so much beautiful items, thinking James must of stolen it from the garbage. The employer thought he deserved some of it as well so he followed James in to the alleyways and discovered his powers. Jame's employer quickly reported this to the nearest mutant hating government agency and James went on the run ever since.

Power:Material changing/Object Manipulation

lokuri

~*~Profile~*~



Name: Zeki
Age: 16
Gender: Female


Appearance: Zeki has hair like that of the sun peeking over the horizon, an orange hue blazed by an intense tint of red. Her locks fall around her shoulders, layered and thick, yet still relatively straight. Eyes like a lake found in the dead of winter, glossed from the snow that froze on its surface hold the gaze of Death himself. However, one glance at Zeki's childish grin and rosy cheeks that give her the appearance of youth tends to fool the eye at a distance.

A height of 5'6 allows her a chance to stand tall and feel remotely taller than her peers (female, that is). The fact that she weighs 118 pounds, destributed evenly, tends to make people assume Zeki does not eat a lot. This is a lie, for her constant training at running (for obvious reasons) makes her appetite quite large. Despite this, Zeki has a rather flat stomach and feminine build, though she is a bit flat-chested.

Red hair referrance-
http://images2.fanpop.com/images/ans...20_400_300.jpg

CURRENT OUTFIT-
A form-fitting, navy blue t-shirt falls to her waist. In the center is an outline of an angel with a bluish white hue arched slightly to the right, her hair blowing elegantly in an invisible wind. On the back are similar colored wings curled in a fashion to match the angel (design, not real wings). Below the shirt is a black skirt with ripples, along with red, blue, and white (coincidence) belts falling in a diagonal slant along her waist. Black boots with small, red belts criss-crossing around the ankle part of the boot; the same style is seen upon rugged, fingerless, black gloves on her hands. Red, black, and white ribbons holding her hair in two ponytails, various skull necklaces, and a thin, angelic, white shawl wraps loosely around her arms (barely hides the wings) completes her look.


Background: When Zeki was merely seven, she was separated from her beloved brother, Saik. Saik was three years older than Zeki, and always protected her from bullies and her abusive father. At the same time, he cared for their sickly mother, who passed the night her father dragged her out of the house (by her hair) and attempted to drown her in a nearby river. Luckily, Saik managed to save her from drowning, but at the same time, he hit his head harshly on a rock and suffered a concussion. In the end, Zeki's despicable father saved Saik and told Zeki that if she did not leave his sight that night, she would die on the spot.

Years later, Zeki discovered that the brother that cared and loved her as much as she did him joined the "Knifes". Afraid that one day her life would be taken by his hands, Zeki refused to ever use her powers. Unfortunately, she had no choice when members of The Purge decided to hunt the "Norms". Still, Zeki didn't want to join any side and remained undercover.

When things settled down, Zeki finally rested in Haven City. She talked with normal humans and never mentioned the fact that she was a mutant.


Power: Fear and (please tell me if the following is okay)
Puppeteer(ing)- The act of controlling something with the mind. Beginners (like Zeki) can only control small, inanimated object (like a doll or stuff animal). However, powerful mutants may control small animals, (frogs or rabbits) and in time, even weak-minded humans (VERY difficult).

Friends:
Emily- Zeki's first and best friend. Emily found Zeki when she was ten, somewhere in the middle of winter. As told by herself, Emily comes from a rich and pampered family. Her ditsy and cheerful behavior easily opened up Zeki and allowed her to accept everything she is, including her being a mutant. In fact, Emily thought that Zeki's power was simply delightful, but promised not to tell anyone.
Desc: A 14-year-old girl with curly, light brown hair pushed back about midway across her head by a white headband with sunflowers on it. Her eyes are huge and sparkled like sapphires; they were known to flash puppy dog eyes at anyone who refused to do what she wanted. A yellow sundress with a big bow in the back and tan sandals gave her the appearence of a summer girl in an old-fashion painting.
Mira- One of Zeki's friends. Their meeting is still unknown, yet it is obvious she is the glue that holds the group together. Her harsh past (she lost her mother to mutants) only makes her all the stronger, as well as the training she received from her father (taught after the lost of his wife) in Karate and Brazilian Jiu Jutsu. Although Mira is rather reasonable when it comes to others, Mira herself can be quite stubborn. Despite her past, she refuses to hate all mutants, unless they cause harm to others who don't deserve it.
Desc: A girl the age of 17 with short, indigo colored hair normally held in a ponytail; the hair that manages to stick out of it flares in all directions. Two clips, one red and the other purple, holds back the few bangs she had. Dark brown eyes widened only by the force applied to her forehead at pushing it back skims every little detail around her, like a hawk. She wears a charcoal coat, a crimson t-shirt, black shorts with a rhinestone belt, and red sneakers.
Aeon- He lost his parents in a night raid when he was 12, and was hospitalized for 3 years. Emily's father paid for his recovery and brought him to his house, where a 13 year-old Zeki met him for the first time. Aeon left the house at the age of 17, renting an apartment nearby. His only fear seems to be the death of someone he loves, which is why he panicked when Zeki's life was on the line (as well as his and his friends'). Found out about Zeki's powers, yet showed no sign of hating her for being a mutant.
Desc: An older teenager of the age 18 with black hair that nearly covers his seagreen eyes from view. A gentle demeanor always surrounded him, as though nothing phases him. His outfit consisted of a long, white shirt, baggy blue sweatpants, and black sneakers with a white trim. On his head was a black cap and around his wrists were blue wristbands. Despite his casual clothes, he still looked somewhat handsome.

((OOC: By the way, Zeki does not know she has the power of Fear, but (if the other is alright) she does know about her other power. I plan to reveal Fear to her in the actual post. Also, if her brother, Saik, cannot be in "Knifes", I shall change it to "The Purge" and edit the background a bit.
EDIT: Put in Friends. ))

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dreamdemon77

Name:Thomas Galtaner
Age:23
Gender:Male
Appearance:Thomas has short black hair and cold gray eyes that are calculating and calm. He has a white T-shirt with blue jeans, his clothes are always clean and tidy no matter what happens and even his bright white tennis shoes always seem to be clean.
Background: When his powers finally developed his family tried to hide him. However some men found out about Thomas and then came to kill him, his parents sent Thomas away to save his life. Now Tom is attempting to find his parents.
Power:Sound manipulation and hyperactivity.


((Oh I am gonna have a lot o fun with this character. Major neat freak, completely opposite me.))

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Notyetdone

Name: Zaxon

Age: 15

Gender: Male


Appearance:

Hood on w/scarf


Without hood



Background: Zaxon was just a mere age of 5 when he first discovered his powers, touching the walls of his house, while playing outside killed his family by turning it into a shiny, light, easily broken material. Glass, His family on the second floor fell to the first, everything killing thier selves, after that he started to mature at an extraordinary rate, Having the maturity of a 17 year old at the mere age of 8, that maturity level stayed as it was for many years. Hes been wandering the Haven City, he carry's small trinkets and weird things like bone and metal, mostly staying in places around bars, with the haven city more organized, Drinking age is 21, though he sneaks in seeming to be alot older than he really is. He's been thrown out of places causing trouble and killing others, He seems to be extraordinarily smart, but not as much as Those who's powers are based on the Mind. He knows what to use his powers for, and how to use them extremely well. He is mostly a loner, and he fights to protect norm's though killing some of the Corrupt ones.


Power: Object manipulation || Material Changing

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kain222

(( Right, off we go. ))

Cel grunted, he was sprinting through the murky slums of Haven City. Though it's clean most of the time, the city seems to have disadvantaged areas where the poor collaberate and try to get by. These places are overlooked by the goverment, and are reffered to as Slums. The buildings are in decay, wild overgrown weeds spout from everywhere and the sky is a cloudy grey.

Sirens were blaring through the place as Cel sprinted - far quicker than a normal human would, down the street. A blur to most human eyes as he leaped over a passing car into a roll, bounding a suprisingly long distance. He looked over his shoulder, two black vans composed of bulletproof metal that gleamed with a proud shine. These had replaced the normal police cars as of late, and for good reason - they were nearly indestructable by bullets. Though, for Cel it was easy to tear them in two.

Not that he was proud of that fact.

As he continued, he looked to his left, a tall, desolate skyscraper stood silently. Like a ghost watching over the rest of the city. Cel took a deep breath, focusing most of his muscle mass into his legs, then leaped forward. Soaring through the air as he bareley managed to catch onto the side of the building. He began to climb, it was easy to support his body-weight, his mutant powers acting for him as he clambered up the stone walls. He hauled himself up onto the roof. Taking a deep breath and looking at the city before him.

Helicopters would make too much noise, he knew. They wanted little people as possible to know that the mutant threat was still eminent. His eyes wandered to the door. It seemed like an open invitation for a squadron to enter, and in the matter of a few seconds, they did.

They bursted onto the roof, Assault rifles at the ready. Cel sighed, clicking his neck. He had killed before, been forced to. He wasn't proud of what he was about to do, but he knew he had mustered up the willpower to be able to kill without conscious thought a while ago.

Am I going crazy...? His thoughts were inturrupted by a loud yell. Cel readied himself as one screamed at him to get down on the floor. Cel ignored the warning, scanning his eyes over the group. Nine of them, all dressed in black, wearing gas-masks and bullet-proof armour. These weren't ordinary cops.

Cell sprinted at them, he ran up to the man leading the group. A strong fist sent him flying backwards, through the door they had closed behind him and back into the stairwell. Bullets began to bounce off his nigh-indestructable muscle matter. He turned to another, a quick kick followed by a sickening crack sent him flying off the building. Quickly ducking from a well-placed swing of a knife, presumabley held in the belt by these units, he swiped his foot out. Tripping the ambushing soldier to the floor before sanding up, crushing his head with his foot with a sickening crack. Blood flaying everywhere.

A shot struck him hard in the shoulder, sending the teenager stumbling forward as he spun on his heel. Seeming to dissapear and then re-appear infront of the soldier with a woosh of wind, he quickly wrenched the rifle from his hand. Placing it to his head and firing off a shot. Blood sprayed from the back of the unit's head, landing on the ground along with the bullet.

Cel spun around, behind him was the edge of the building. Infront were the remaining six soldiers. Saying a silent prayed, Cel pulled the trigger. Sending a spray of bullets at the group. Three dropped dead on the spot, the other half managed to find cover behind the door that lead into the building.

Tossing the rifle to the ground, Cel took his chance. Diving swiftly off the building, he grasped onto the wall of another. Nearly tearing it down as he slid back to the floor from that building. Ducking into the alley and allowing himself to breathe.

He was safe, for now.

(( Everything's fine, and I like that Idea Lokuri, as I said I wanted people to be creative with the powers. Though the thirteen chances seems a bit Op, could you change it please? ))

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Overshadowed

James sprinted along the dark alleyway, he darted around a corner and stopped, pressing his back to the wall. James breathed somewhat heavily as he sat down on the cracked pavement.
Damn police, launching trackers at me he thought.

James lifted his black shirt up and tilted his head to the right, staring down at his side, "There it is" He said, satisfied. James attempted to pull off the small tracking device attached to one of his ribs with his left hand. "Damnation!" He said irritably to himself, "No wonder they call it a leech, the bloody device won't come off!"

James shrugged to himself and lightly touched the "leech" with his forefinger, the device began to emit a shining blue light. A moment later, what was once a watch battery sized gadget became water. Grime and dust washed off where the water had touched his body, he stared at the somewhat clean area of skin and compared it to the dirty unwashed parts of his body. Note to self, take a bath he thought jokingly.

He got up from his resting place and continued to walk away from where he first entered the alley way. "I guess I'll have to create my own door" he said, realizing that this was a dead end. James kneeled down and drew a imaginary circle with both forefingers on the cracked pavement beneath him. Bright light emanated from the area with in the circle. James placed his hands on the newly made storm drain and threw it a few feet away from himself. A loud clatter sound was heard as the cover hit the ground hard. "Crap." he whispered.

James looked through the man sized hole and saw the rushing waters of the storm sewers. He quickly grabbed a armful of wooden poles propped up against the wall facing him and jumped down the sewer entrance. More light appeared and all but one of the wooden poles bound together, becoming a small raft, large enough for James to rest on. He landed with his raft atop the sewer waters and held a pole in his hand, using it to row the makeshift craft.

Half a minute after, shouts and bullet shots were heard from behind him. James smacked his own head with a fist and said quietly to himself"Stupid, stupid, stupid!" He strained his ears to hear as much as he could while blocking the sounds of rushing water. No splash was heard, meaning that whoever was at the storm drain did not decide to follow him. James lied down on the wooden poles, trying to get as comfortable as possible and let the movement of the water take him to his next destination.

HamstervsZobmies

Name: Sid
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Appearance: Medium blonde hair, jacket, faded jeans.
Background: When he discovered his power when he was 9, he was able to be kept hidden for many years, he simply lives an average life.
Power: Shapeshifter, he sees something he can become it.