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    Hello there! Hope you all will join me for a roleplay? So I hope you enjoy~ xoxo Aoi <3

    Welcome to the New World.
    The Year.... 2000 PC
    Postquam Corrigenda
    Latin for 'After Reform'
    What reformed, you may ask?
    Why, the Earth of course.
    Welcome to Pangaea Ultima.



    As you can see, the Earth is no longer the world we once knew. There are no longer a plethora continents or countries. The governments have all combined into one extreme elite reminiscent of what was once called "Communism", with a bit of "Capitalism" and "So******m" mixed in. The Country is known as Proxima and, as time has told us before, the leaders of said government are corrupt beyond repair. But what is a single teenager to do?

    Proxima is split up into 10 Sectors, each Sector having its own specific Geographical "Identity" (ex. Mountainous, Desert, etc..). Each of these Sectors have their own Economical Role as well. These Sectors are split into Districts (which resemble States) and Each District has its own Provinces (which are much like modern day cities).

    Proxima itself is surrounded by the Amasia Ocean on all sides. The only other Ocean is the Nova Sea, the large body of water in the Southern Hemisphere of the Mainland. In the very center of this Sea is an island which hold a large detention center for the most intelligent, most diabolical, most talented, and most troubled....teens that is. It is here where the characters of our story meet.

    Your character is one of these teens. Nonconforming. Uncontrollable. Evil. At least in the eyes of the government. So, your parents or guardians or the court of law nearest you sends you away to Scotese Island, home to the hell hole known as Verto: a high tech, high security, prison-like school for said troubled teens. It is here you will rot until you can be, as the name suggests, Transformed.


    There is One Student from Each Sector.

    Sector One: Found just above the Nova Sea. It houses the Capital and all other major Legislative Provinces. Charisma. Politics. Wealth. Power. Lies.

    Sector Two: Continuing North, it is above Sector One, bordering the Amasia Ocean. This Sector is known for its large Provinces filled with skyscrapers and machinery. Its citizens are skilled with metals and machinery.

    Sector Three: Moving Clockwise, this region is to the right of Sector Two. It's specialty is power, harnessing nuclear, solar, and other forms of energy to power The Mainland. There are many factories and warehouses in these Provinces, the Northern-Eastern Region.

    Sector Four: This Sector, just South of Sector Three, is skilled with their hands. They are the crafters and artisans, from textiles to furniture to just about anything non-technological found in one's home. Many of the Districts here are Large Shopping Centres.

    Sector Five: Unlike previous Sectors, this Sector is less populated and filled with trees. Found along the South-Eastern regions. The Northern Provinces are mostly Old Growth Forests, the middle section is more Temperate Evergreen, while the Southern End is more Tropical Evergreen. This Sector is known for its Logging Industry as well as some hunting.

    Sector Six: Found along the South, this Sector takes up most of the Southern Border of the Mainland. It is known of its Fishing industry and wide, spacious beaches.

    Sector Seven: Continuing Clockwise, this Sector takes up the South-Western Region. The Southern most sections are filled with plains and fields of crops used to feed the nation as well as farms (both crop and animal). The middle region is filled with rolling hills, expanses of flowers and trees. To the northern boarders are the various orchards.

    Sector 8: This region borders the North-West, consisting of the Patagonian Valleys in its south and the Laurentian Mountains to the North. This Sector is known for its Mining of Coal, Oil, Precious Metals, and other various items.

    Sector 9: The large expanse between Sector 8 and Sector 2 is a vast desert-land known as Sector 9. The citizens from this Sector are known for their subterranean Provinces as well as their astounding technological skills. All of the technology fashioned in the Mainland is thanks to this Sector.

    Sector 10: The only Sector not found on The Mainland, this Sector is filled with anything and everything exotic. Most of the Island is covered in Tropical Rainforest, the Districts containing people found in around the borders with one major District in the center.



    Rules:
    -Obviously no godmodding, taking control, etc…
    -Please don’t use the same character you have on every other RPG, it makes things boring and confusing
    -BE CREATIVE, this is supposed to be fun so go crazy with it!
    -Nobody is perfect so make flaws! The more the better!
    -If you want to drop out please tell me first, I want a smoothly running rpg where it will last more then two pages
    -Be literate; please no little one or two line posts, at least a paragraph or two, preferably more!
    -Please color code either your text or your speech so we can easily differentiate between thoughts and speech
    Ex. Jill ran down the street yelling "I love apples." While thinking 'I hate apples.'


    **Note: This roleplay is not about Magic or Special Powers. It is about Brutality, Intelligence, Cunning, Technology, etc... Please no crazy mind powers and such***




    V (Verto) Students (by Sector):
    Sector One:
    Sector Two:
    Sector Three:
    Sector Four:
    Sector Five:
    Sector Six:
    Sector Seven:
    Sector Eight:
    Sector Nine: 01520B Rehybekca Kaylien Isobelle Marvel (myself)
    Sector Ten:



    Sector:
    Name: This is a strange time with strange ideals: Please give em something unique and strange! (Prononciation por favor~)
    Nickname:
    Student Identification Number: Five digits with a Letter
    Class And Specialty: What makes them unique, special. What organization they belong to, crime they committed, what they can do/have done that lead to them winding up at V.
    Ex. Leader of a NeoNazi Group? Head of a Modern Yakuza Clan? Modern Day Mob boss? World Class Arsonist?
    Age: (13-19)
    Appearance: Please elaborate. Add any photos to the end. No pictures are required, but if so please make them "real-life"
    Personality:
    Bio/History: How, why they ended up at V.
    Other:




    Sector: Sector Nine
    Name: Rehybekca Kaylien Isobelle Marvel (Rey-beck-ah Kay-leen Is-oh-bell Mar-vill)
    Nickname: Bex or Bexx
    Student Identification Number: 01520B
    Class And Specialty: Hacker with Specialty in Computer Uplinks and Networking.
    Age: 17
    Appearance: Rehybecka is taller than most girls her age standing at around 5 ft 10 in at about 150 pounds. Her figure is slim and she prides herself on holding the correct posture all the time. Her skin is fair, with a slight tan to it thanks to her father's roots from Sector Seven and her mother's ancestors form Sector Ten. She has thick eyebrows, a wide forehead with a fairly straight hairline. Her dark brown locks are straight with a slight wave, tumbling down to barely kiss the tops of her chestline. Her breasts are slightly below average with a medium B-cup, her long torso leading gracefully into her even longer legs. Her eyes are slightly small for her face and her lips are uneven, her lower lip being much fuller than her upper. She is rarely seen without make-up because she feels pale without it. Most people from her Sector see very little sunlight because it is too warm during the day to venture into the sun without getting severely burned. She is typically seen wearing glasses and carrying around her various technological 'devices'. Her style is more classy than most of the outlandish styles of the day. She tends to stay away from crazy prints and neons, sticking with black and white with a small hint of color. Her favorite "casual" outfit is her white button up frock tucked into her black, high waisted pencil skirt, her black pumps and a red bow tie matching her glasses.
    Personality: Rehybecka is what you call a chameleon. She should not be trusted, although it would seem she is the most trustworthy of all. She is intelligent to a fault with all the knowledge of the world at her fingertips thanks to her handheld. She has a photographic memory and skilled fingers. She is quick, cunning, witty, and calculating. If you were to compare her to an animal, it would be a fox. She will use people to gain information or aid when she wants and toss them aside when she is done with them. She can hold a mean grudge and is more concerned about herself than anyone else. If she does trust you, you are one of the very few. She will be loyal to the few she is close with. She is skilled at lying and deception, but if she takes a liking to you she will be blunt and honest. She is a quick thinker and, although it she may seem unthreatening, you better sleep with one eye open if you cross her. She will most likely not get her hands dirty, but she had plenty of people who would gladly help. She is a bit vain and conceited, believing she is above certain others because of her intelligence. She hates being told no and hates being coddled.
    Bio/History: Rehybecka grew up like many others in her Province. In Sector Nine, she was a genius. She did not excel in her classes because she did not wish to. Instead, she intended to stay hidden among the masses until the time was right. Her father was killed when she was very young and her mother was too busy trying to make a living to be of any use to her. She only ever really cared for her older brother, who was drafted into the Legion, the army and peacekeepers of Proxima, where he was driven to commit suicide. Or so her family was told... When Rehybecka received a video from her brother a week after his death, she was thrown into a world of deception and corruption where she would never escape. Vowing to avenge her brother's death and expose the Government for its injustices, Bexx started planning her moves. Like a chess game, she used various pawns and pieces to gain influence, knowledge, and power. She was caught hacking into the Government's main database, earning her a one-way ticket to Verto. Little did they know, V is exactly where Bexx wanted to be. Where else would she find the worlds most intelligent and maniacal group of teenagers that hated authority as much as she did? No, they believe to be in control, but Rehybecka Marvel is always one step ahead.
    Other: Bexx may be an evil genius so to speak, but she does not always have a plan. She needs a team. She is the brain, she needs more brawn, more leadership, and more tactical support. Despite what she may believe, she needs help. She is also very confused about her sexuality, unsure if she is interested in males or females. Her physical strength is mediocre to average and the sun can still irritate her eyes if she is exposed too quickly to a lot of light.








    Please Don't Hesitate to ask if you have ANY questions at all~ I hope you enjoy! xoxo Aoi

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    Name:
    Cloud Xenos Evermore Futterwacken (C-Loud See-Nos Ever-More Fut-Ter-Wack-En)
    Nickname:
    Cloud
    Student Identification Number:
    00103S
    Class And Specialty:
    Weapon Maker, Spy
    Age:
    17
    Appearance:
    Cloud is 6 ft 5 and he weighs 180 pounds. He is a little muscular but he's more based on speed, agility and endurance. He has short reddish brown hair and he works out so his body is fit. He always wears some bracelets on his left arm like they are lucky charms, he mostly wears an olive green shirt with a black hoodie and brown pants. His eyes are ocean blue and his teeth are clean and straight. He has been travelling much giving him a nice little tan. His nose is not that pointy and his lips has a reddish color.
    Personality:
    Cloud Xenos Evermore Futterwacken is what you call an introvert, he chooses books over friends and grades over fame. Cloud is very patient and rarely gets mad, but when he does get mad at you expect something in your room tonight. He always tries to avoid large crowds but because of his grades and various talents he became very popular. He climbs rooftops at night, thinking about his parents and his life in Sector 1. Cloud admires natural beauty, forests and the ocean, girls without make up and a meadow in summer. He is very helpful to his friends and can really be a great help if you need some grades.
    Bio/History:
    Cloud lived in Sector 2 when his parents died, he came from Sector 1. He worked all day and all night just to survive. He had many jobs and many tasks to do. He thought of a way to regain his family fortune because his was lost when his parents died in the burning house. He started stealing from people in large crowds, adding it to the payment he had worked for. After a while he started creating weapons of destruction and robbed many stores and banks. He continued his villain spree until the authorities saw him as a large threat, they cornered him one time when he was robbing a bank and threw him to the hell hole school.
    Other:
    Cloud was once a very sociable person, he had many hidden talents and girls had huge crushes at him. He played in an orchestra as a violinist, he was very trained in this particular instrument. He rarely plays it nowadays, if you're lucky enough you would hear him playing on the school's roofs.
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    V (Verto) Students (by Sector):

    Sector One:
    Sector Two: 00103S Cloud Xenos Evermore Futterwacken (Manic Alchemist)
    Sector Three:
    Sector Four:
    Sector Five:
    Sector Six:
    Sector Seven:
    Sector Eight:
    Sector Nine: 01520B Rehybekca Kaylien Isobelle Marvel (myself)
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    Sector: Three
    Name: Alastor Firenzelorory Quirinius Perkusons (AL-ast-er fu-RENZ-elo-rory kwir-IN-ius per-KUS-ons)
    Nickname: Alastor
    Student Identification Number: 23478z
    Class And Specialty: Building gadgets to harness natural resources, and creating damage to people and landscapes.
    Age: 18
    Appearance: Alastor has slightly above average height, hitting six foot four inches when he was eighteen and probably won't grow any taller. He has a slim face, almost coming to a point below his lips. His lips are always frosty pink, the top slightly thinner than his bottom. Alastor's eyes are round and the color of mud, and quite large. His eyelashes are quite full, and when he looks around sometimes he can see them. Alastor's eyebrows are average for a boy that could care less about his eyebrows, and are usually shaded by his sloppy hair. His hair is thin and the color of a silkworm's fresh silk. He doesn't really groom it other than wash it, and even then he doesn't pay any special attention to his mop. His skin is pretty pale, but not creepy pale where you can see veins or anything. Sure, you can see them in his neck and in his head when he get's angry. But it is a soft pale. His arms and thighs are muscular. He has large hands, perfect for quickly crafting gadgets.
    Personality: Alastor is quite a jokester. He loves a good laugh, mainly at other's peoples expense. He is mischievious and will do anything to get out of doing something he doesn't want to do. He loves pranks. But he has a deep heart. If you disappoint him, you can trust he will be hurt at first, but quickly will come anger. He'd get back at you, then ask for forgiveness. His only weakness: He cares about he people he has let in his heart.
    Bio/History: Alastor had a great family. He was an only child, and his parents were wealthy beyond imagine. His father was the head of a very large natural resource company, and his mother was a stay at home mom. They loved Alastor very much, and stood up for him when accused of things he really did do (ex. set a girl's hair on fire in elementary, stole and smoked illegal substances in junior high, skipped math for three years straight in high school, etc.) He appreciated it, but he couldn't let them do it. It killed his parents. Finally, when Alastor set the school on fire, his parents couldn't do anything about it now. Alastor was technically an adult, but still halfway through his last year of high school. The authorities couldn't send him to any prison nearby, that would look scruffy on his parents. So they sent him to Verto.
    Other: Alastor is a heart-breaker. He is the bad boy, so to speak. He prides himself on being irresistible. Alastor also always feels the need to impress people, and needs somebody to impress. Alastor is quite a fast-runner and a strong character. He has enough brains to pass high school.

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    Sector: Sector Eight
    Name: Regnar Avery Trefil (Reg-nar Eh-vir-ee Treh-full)
    Nickname: Reggie
    Student Identification Number: 147852A
    Class And Specialty: Mathematician. Broke the law and got fined for spreading photographs at University of the working conditions for migrant labourers in the Sector VIII coal mines. His University expelled him as a result, yet due to his high marks he was offered a scholarship at another University with a co-op job placement at Verto, which Regnar accepted because it would be hard to find a University that would accept him to finish his degree.
    Age: 21
    Appearance: *
    Personality: Regnar enjoys playing tennis and videogames. He does gardener as a hobby, and as a result his pants are often worn or stained at the knee. He likes eating pastry, and hanging out with his friends on the internet. The one thing that Regnar dislikes is people who think they know everything. He enjoys solving a difficult algebraic equation, and - until recently - majored in Math at University. He is smart when it comes to Math, but socially awkward in person. Regnar's favorite game is Accel World 2.
    Bio/History: Regnar's summer job is to work with a sector 8 Professor Carl at Verto, in order to strengthen the security systems surrounding the jail. Regnar believes that it is important to keep the populace safe from the corrupted inmates, and hopes to increase his practical knowledge of mathematics and programming while working with Professor Carl. He was recently a full-time student but now works half the year with Professor Carl due to his original University revoking his scholarships so that he is now in debt and studying at Professor Carl's university.
    Other: *

    Edit: Please remove me I will not have the time to do this RP.
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    Sector: One
    Name: Phalin "Pheonix" Vicktor Kozlov (Fay-lin Fee-nix Vick-tor Koz-lov)
    Nickname: Pheonix to his friends and gang members, Phalin to everyone else
    Student Identification Number: 03427V
    Class And Specialty: Informant and former head of a gang which was a branch of the sector one mafia
    Age: 18
    Appearance: Phalin "Pheonix" Vicktor Kozlov is over six feet tall with short dark hair and piercing blue eyes. He is athletic in build and incredibly handsome, he also carries himself with a manner which suggests he owns the place. He has a clean-shaven face and an almost constant smirk on his face.
    Personality: Phalin is an arrogant young man who believes he is better than everyone else. Being an informant has shown him the inner thoughts and workings of most everyone, and that sight has shown just how corrupt and terrible people are, including the government. This knowledge has shaped his own arrogance, for knowing how terrible everyone else is has given him an inflated view on his own morality. However, his pride far exceeds that of anyone he has ever met, even though he is blinded to that fact. His belief in his own superiority is what morally pulls him down beneath even the most wretched of beggars. But his pride doesn't let him see that side of himself and so he is seen as a smug elitist with no thought for other human beings.
    Bio/History: Up until a few years ago the government left him alone, allowing him to run his gang for the mafia that controls every political and economical aspect of that sector, however, when he learned of how corrupt the government truly was he tried speaking out against them, they swiftly stopped his protest but let him off with a warning, not wanting to disrupt the current underworld power structure. Being as arrogant as he was though, Phalin continued to dig into government secrets and uncovered a scandal that would set the people rioting. After learning of his knowledge of the scandal, the government immediately sent him to Verto.
    Other: Being in a gang tought Phalin how to fight, especially with a knife. Being in charge though cooled down any desire to constantly fight, so he tries to avoid it when possible. However, if provoked he will not hesitate in starting a fight.

    ((I hope this is ok, I took some liberty with sector one if you don't mind.))

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    V (Verto) Students (by Sector):

    Sector One: 03427V Phalin "Pheonix" Vicktor Kozlov (JavSiren)
    Sector Two: 00103S Cloud Xenos Evermore Futterwacken (Manic Alchemist)
    Sector Three: 23478z Alastor Firenzelorory Quirinius Perkusons (Niklas_Robert)
    Sector Four:
    Sector Five:
    Sector Six:
    Sector Seven:
    Sector Eight: 147852A Regnar Avery Trefil (Phenoca)
    Sector Nine: 01520B Rehybekca Kaylien Isobelle Marvel (myself)
    Sector Ten:



    All have been accepted!

    To JavSiren: Of course not! It's not a problem, that is the point of a roleplay. Each person brings a new idea or a new perspective to contribute to the story.

    To Everyone: We will be starting tomorrow to give more time for people to join. If no one else decides to enter the roleplay, I may add a filler character before beginning. Either way, I hope you enjoy ^^.

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    Sector:
    Four
    Name:
    Cobie Llewelyn Melindias Cavre (Ko-bee Loo-well-inn Mel-inn-dee-us C-ahv)
    Nickname:
    Cobe
    Student Identification Number:
    64431R
    Class And Specialty:
    Metal worker/armorer; arms dealer. [daughter of the major arms dealer of sector four]

    Age:
    19
    Appearance:
    Cobie is tall and dark-haired. Her dark brown eyes are deep and full of secrets. Her voice is smooth and sultry with a low seductive tone to it. She spends most of her time in her father's armory, developing her own special line of weaponry. She is very good with her hands and over the years has developed her skill at inventing, developing, and manufacturing more high tech weapons faster than her father's machines. She is usually wearing loose-fitting clothes, saying that baggy clothes get in the way, but skinnies are too distracting. The only time her hair is up, is when she is developing a plan for a new weapon. Cobie almost never wears makeup; she thinks if a man (or woman) can't love you naked, then (s)he doesn't really love you.


    Personality:
    Cobe is very perceptive and spends a lot of time watching. She's the girl on the other side of the mess hall, watching people's interactions as she eats. Cobie tends to keep to herself, but she rather enjoys being surrounded by people - the more people around her, the more she can watch and learn. Externally, Cobie is a tough, harsh, sometimes rude, and rather malicious person; internally, she is sweet, gentle, and has a relatively decent moral code - and she's been known to have a sweet side, but if the past is anything to go by, people who bring that up tend to find themselves dead within 24 hours.
    Bio/History:
    Cobie's father is the biggest arms dealer to the most prestigious mobs throughout each sector. His business sells weapons to the highest bidder; each week his team comes up with new designs, new firepower, etc. and sells to whoever can put up the most money for what he has. Cobie spent much of her time in a local bar where she illegally consumed alcohol, but being the daughter of Arturian Cavre, nobody batted an eye. Two years ago, two men got very drunk at the bar and started hitting on Cobie. They made a wise crack about seeing her sensitive side; she took out a pistol and she shot them both in the chest, one shot each, no hesitation. She then finished her beer, and went home. She was tried for the crime, but was let off with only a few days in jail. A few months later a woman was being harassed on the street by a few drunk men and she stepped into the fight to protect the woman. One of the men probed at Cobie about "being the hero," so she pulled out her pistol and shot them all point blank. The judicial system of Sector Four could no longer find an excuse to let her off, so they sent her to Verto.
    Other: She is skilled in hand-to-hand combat. Cobie also has an out of character hobby: she carves animals from tiny pieces of wood.
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    Sector:
    Sector 5
    Name:
    Kenzie Delilah Suri Azcermoni (Kin-zey De-Lie-la Sirr-y A-ser-mony)
    Nickname:
    Ken
    Student Identification Number:
    01126T
    Class And Specialty:
    This girl is good with a gun and a bow and arrow. She is an exhalent marksman.
    She is also good with fire when it comes down to starting one.
    (Daughter of the head hunting industry)
    Age:15
    Appearance: Kenzie stands at about 5’2” which in her family is pretty short. She gets her red hair from her dead mother. She has deep green eyes that most people never get to see because her hair is always in her face. She is muscular but you would never know it.

    Personality: Kenzie is a troubled child, however she is smart. She excelled in school, against her own wishes. She is now the only girl, and the youngest of the family, with no mom. She is awkward and doesn’t speak to anyone inside her family. But she is very kind and wants someone to give her a chance.

    Bio/History: Her Dad resents her because she looks so much like her mother. Ken almost had to raise her-self because of this. There was only one person she cared for, and that cared for her, her older sister, who is now dead due to a hunting accident. All thanks to that day, her father only speaks to her to see what hunting they did and how the business was going. And she barely speaks to anyone at all. She would be open to having friends, if she knew what one was.
    But, now that she’s been sent to V, she is almost happy, she might get to have intelligent conversation with someone, who won’t judge her.
    Ken is being sent to V because of what some people call “a hunting accident”. She is being blamed for 3 peoples almost death, and also setting a forest and a logging factory on fire. She doesn’t mind taking the blame for the forest fire. However, she did only mean to injure two of the men. They were both underlings to her father’s hunting business and had hurt her, although it was never proven.

    Other: Kenzie is a survivalist. She knows kill shots, and how to cripple you, and really any more survival things you need. She is swift and small, but she is numb, with a heartbreak that can’t be healed.


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    To Everyone;
    Sorry for the delay in starting! I really wanted to wait to add more members to the team before beginning the roleplay.

    I really do mean it this time when I say we will be starting tomorrow!


    V (Verto) Students (by Sector):

    Sector One: 03427V Phalin "Pheonix" Vicktor Kozlov (JavSiren)
    Sector Two: 00103S Cloud Xenos Evermore Futterwacken (Manic Alchemist)
    Sector Three: 23478z Alastor Firenzelorory Quirinius Perkusons (Niklas_Robert)
    Sector Four: 64431R Cobie Llewelyn Melindias Cavre (Llewelyn)
    Sector Five: 01126T Kenzie Delilah Suri Azcermoni (Midnight4chaos)
    Sector Six:
    Sector Seven:
    Sector Eight: 147852A Regnar Avery Trefil (Phenoca)
    Sector Nine: 01520B Rehybekca Kaylien Isobelle Marvel (myself)
    Sector Ten:

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    Sector: 6
    Name: Masciousus Shomaber (Mask-Eo-Sus Show-May-Ber)
    Nickname: Mascus
    Student Identification Number: 74843Q
    Class And Specialty: Leader of the pirating organization Ocean Beasts, He is excelent with head to head combat and naval tactics
    Age: 19
    Appearance: Mascus is a tall dark skinned teen. His heritages skin was darkened after many years of living under the hot sun on the open ocean. He wears his hair in dreads that he has in a pony tail behind his head. His face is very rugged but clean shaven. His eyes are dark grey and his hair is brown with a red tint. He has scars across his chest from battles with government ships and vicious sea animals. He has broad shoulders and large muscles. He is a menacing figure and casts a shadow over a room. He rarely wears a smile on his face. He is very tall reaching 6 feet and 10 inches.
    Personality: He is a quiet man and only speaks when it is necessary. He always acts the strong silent type because that's what what it tool to control his men. He has a soft spot for the helpless and the poor, those who do not have the ability to protect themselves. He loves many people but when he is angered he has a hard time controlling his feelings.
    Bio/History: He started a band of pirates at the age of 16 to steal from the government and give the helpless what they can't get themselves. His operation was made up of 6 ships, all with complete crews. Finally the government was fed up with him. They sent out a naval commando to bring Mascus in. When the commando named Jassohem finally caught up with Mascus they met head to head in conflict. In the end Jassohem's 4 warships lost one and Mascus's ships lost his flagship and Mascus was captured himself. Mascus's other ships made it away at the sacrifice of himself and his flagship. Jassohem continues to search for the 5 remaining ships but to no avail.
    Other: Mascus's largest scar comes from a Prox Shark (New breed of shark discovered just after the forming of the new nation). Prox Sharks are big and very fierce. But the Prox Shark didn't fair well after giving him Mascus that scar. When he was captured his signature weapon, a scimitar, was taking from him. If he could only get it again.
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    Sector: 10
    Name: Kittami Loriame Kevalis ( Kit-uh-me Lo-ree-me K-ee-vuh-less)
    Nickname: Kitta
    Student Identification Number: 82293K
    Class And Specialty: Former Enforcer of a Gang called the Diazo's back when she dressed and like a boy, is good with guns of most any kind, and is cold blooded when it comes to dishing out punishment.
    Age: 19
    Appearance: Kittami stands at 5'7" weighs 190 and has a pleasant look about her. Her bone structure is more angular, with a thin face and willowy figure. Her hair is long and fire engine red, falling to her middle back in wavy layers. Her eyes are a unique blend of blue and green, her skin a blend of tan and peach. Kittami's most defining feature would be the Glasgow smile, she received after pissing off a rival gang enforcer. It stands out against her skin and gives her a more crazy look. Kittami looks more feminine then she did back in the day, wearing clothes that show off a lot of skin.

    Personality: Kittami's personality can be split into sections. Just by looking at her you can see an innocent facade. An act she puts up to make her next victim relax. Sure, she can look harmless, can even act kind and nice, but thats only one side of her personality. Deception is easy to her, and manipulation comes natural. Kittami can be easy to get along with when you're on her good side, but manage to get on the bad side and you'll wish you were in hell. Another fourth of her personality consists of that cold blooded nature that lurks deep inside her heart. A mind of a killer who knows wich buttons to push for people to go over the edge. One of her favorite forms of punishment is torture, though she wouldn't mind killing for her superiors either. As a whole, Kittami is one scary girl, but sometimes fear can override her system, make her think too much, and when she thinks to much she loses her game face. If she thinks she's gunna get hurt or killed she will run, but when she doesnt think about it she wont. You never really know what she is thinking, and its better just to be nice to her.

    Although, through all this, Kittami has a certain mind set that most can't see past. Its hard for her to understand certain concepts of thought, and she is actually quite dumb. In her mind killing isn't wrong, and she isn't ashamed of her sadist nature. She can't grasp the concept of emotions, really can only feel those twisted ones deep in her head. Never has she loved anybody, and friends are mainly people she has mutual respect for. To her the feelings and emotions of others don't exist, making her somewhat of a sociopath.

    Bio/History: Growing up, Kittami was just as insane as she is now. Her parents couldn't get a handle on her, watching as their only child grew up to be a monster. She joined the Diazo's when they were just starting out as a petty street gang, theiving and running around, pretending to be a big time gang when they were small. But as time passed their ethics changed, they got into Arms dealing and was sought after by other gangs. Kittami became an Enforcer, reveling in the power she had over others. They still weren't very well known to anyone outside Sector Ten, but within it they were top dogs. Until of course Kittami quit. This was after she received the 'smile' and after she pissed off a member of a rival sector Ten gang leader. She hadn't expected such retaliation, and has the scars to bear her stupidity.

    She is being sent to V because of her own Retaliation a year after quitting the gang. She killed Jossinel Felerny, a rival enforcer, in cold blood, and didn't give a second thought about it.

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    Sector: 7
    Name: Zilla Ann Morin (Zilla meaning Shadow)
    Nickname: Zil (shadow to those who know what Zilla means)
    Student Identification Number: 67748X
    Class And Specialty: Part of a hidden gang, great assassin for the gang (which is the only reason they kept a girl like Zilla)
    Age: 18
    Appearance: Zilla is a skinny girl she has crazy hair black,green and pink it took her forever to find the dye. She is pretty tall with 5' 6" she has blueish eyes. Her voice is more of a deep voice but she still sounds like a girl. She is great with swords and knifes. She hates to were clothes to tight but also to big they have to fit her just right. She has a couple piercings (nose,lip and ears). She never wears her hair up and it stays a ways past her shoulders. She is very strong but its not really noticeable.



    Personality: She is annoyed easily by some things and doesn't listen to people unless she knows its important or they caught her interest. She is very stubborn. She can cheer someone up real quick if she actually tries. She is pretty funny when she wants to be but she is normally just quiet unless she knows you. She hates her hair to be touched or dyed. She refuses to dye it back to normal. If there is one thing she hates the most its talking to or about the government. She hates them you will hardly ever see her talk about them. So you can imagine how she was when they took her to V.
    Bio/History: She had always got away with killings before because she left no evidence. But one day when the gang leader ask her to do an easy killing about this guy who is after the gang. She wasn't careful enough and left a trace of hair on him. The government tracked her because she was the only one in sector 7 with colored hair. So they took her of to V. She hasn't smiled since, well not meaningful ones. She stays and does whats she told hoping that they will let her go. But thankfully they didn't make her change her hair they could care less.
    Other: She absolutely hates guns. Shes not scared of them she just dont like them
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    Well I lied to you yet again. Unfortunately an impromptu mini vacation impeded my starting of this thread.

    Lucky for me it seems that my little delay has brought forth a full board of characters to be portrayed!


    V (Verto) Students (by Sector):

    Sector One: 03427V Phalin "Pheonix" Vicktor Kozlov (JavSiren) (color dark red)
    Sector Two: 00103S Cloud Xenos Evermore Futterwacken (Manic Alchemist) (color bold)
    Sector Three: 23478z Alastor Firenzelorory Quirinius Perkusons (Niklas_Robert) (color dark orange)
    Sector Four: 64431R Cobie Llewelyn Melindias Cavre (Llewelyn)
    Sector Five: 01126T Kenzie Delilah Suri Azcermoni (Midnight4chaos) (color dark green)
    Sector Six: 74843Q Masciousus Shomaber (Screenfox) (color blue)
    Sector Seven: 67748X Zilla Ann Morin (Shadow~Lullaby) (color dark orchid)
    Sector Eight: Spot Open (color sienna)
    Sector Nine: 01520B Rehybekca Kaylien Isobelle Marvel (myself) (color slate gray)
    Sector Ten: 82293K Kittami Loriame Kevalis (bleed_it_out22) (color indigo)




    As a general note before we start
    ~Please be literate. No one liner posts. At least a paragraph or two. At least. Please and thank you.
    ~Please limit your posting to once or twice a day since there are so many of us in the roleplay. I may post a sidenote to continue the storyline, but I will try to abide by this rule as well.
    ~Please be considerate. Any disagreements should be taken out in PM. When attacking another roleplayer the rule is: Player A throws the attack. Player B states the outcome. And then the roles are reversed.
    ~Please don't randomly kill off other players, gorey sex scenes, etc...
    ~If you wish to drop out at any time feel free, but please let the group know...



    And now for what you all have been waiting for!





    The sun shone all too brightly through the tinted windows of the hovercraft, causing the irritated techy to squint glaringly at the floor. She rarely ventured Above. Not when in Sector Nine the hub of every major Province was a quarter mile below the surface where the sun's penetrating glare couldn't singe the skin of its dwellers. When she felt the urge, her piercing bronze gaze would lift, her eyes scanning the shuttle with a bored sense of resolve. She was met with blue. Vast amounts of blue with a mix of greens and greys and foams. She had never seen the ocean before. "Well, techincally this is the Nova sea", she thought cheekily to herself. The hacker may have found this idea much more novel if she wasn't currently magnetically cuffed inside a hovercraft which was hauling her off to the hell hole known as Verto. They had been travelling for roughly two and a half hours, having left the Sector Nine port and headed South East towards Scotese Island. This would be where she would be living for the rest of eternity- at least until she was paroled for “good behavior” with an obvious “transformation of demeanor”. Verto was known for its Transformations. Reyhbekca almost snorted at the thought.

    Her distant gaze changed however as it laid upon the stretch of gold sands, leading up towards green, giving way to a large, metal and stone building. The scenery changed so quickly, the island which had been but a spec on the horizon was now lain before her very eyes. The outside structure left a lot to want for in the area of aesthetics, reminding her of an archaic building known as a “mental institution” or a “maximum security prison”. She almost regretted ending up at a place like this. Almost.

    The craft docked at its loading station, moving through the gate into an enclosure filled with wired fences and high metal walls. The magnetic seatbelt that held her in place during the ride disengaged, and she was finally able to move from her seat. A Legion guard quickly found her side, tugging on her arm a bit roughly as he moved her from the hovercraft. Before she could get a word in of complaint, she was handcuffed and blindfolded and dog tagged, being dragged helplessly and begrudgingly to her destination. If it all hadn't been so swift, she may have actually had time to throw in a few biting remarks at the hostile Legion guards, but soon she found herself moving at an even quicker pace.

    The next few hours passed in a blur. She was stripped of her clothes and personal items for a screening, her baggage was checked and raided of anything they considered “paraphernalia”, and she was quickly handed off to the health center. Here, she was poked and prodded as they determined her medical history before being sent off to the admissions office, but not before inserting various chips into her skin. GPS tracking devices. ID sources. Vital Stat monitors... She was assigned a number and a room as well as a handbook on all of the rules. Her chips were synced with the mainframe, her photo identification taken, and soon she was a full-fledged delinquent. After a "stern talking to" in the office quarters of the headmaster, the hacker was sent on her way to unpack.

    It was not long before she found her room. 01520B. It matched her identification number as well as her dog tags. By simply waving her hand over the sensor to the left of her room the large metallic door opened, allowing the girl entry into her cell. It was simple. A bed. A desk. A chair. A few dressers. A small, adjoined bathroom. Everything was a dull, white. Almost grey. It was very off-putting. With a resigned sigh, Reyhbekca entered the room, beginning to unpack her things. “Just one small step at a time, Reyhbekca. One step at a time.” She muttered reassurance to herself. She could tell that would be the only thing to keep her sane in a place like this.
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    The salt air was the only thing that was consistent to Mascus that morning. The ship was different. It was a Legion ship for starters. And the metal braces grinding against his arms was a constant reminder of his captivity. He was beginning to be frustrated by the discomfort the metal was causing his wrists. He looked out to the sea and let out a sigh. At least he knew that his men were safe. His mind was wandering to them when a shove in the back by a rifle reminded him where he was. He growled for it.

    Jassohem was waiting for Mascus at the edge of the ship. The ramp leading off the ship stopped at the docks of the Verto. Jassohem's naval uniform was freshly cleaned and pressed. The commander wanted to look his best for this moment. Jassohem was a proud man to say the least. Today he looked immaculate. Mascus glared.

    "I've been waiting for this moment for a long time Masciousus. This is a grand day for everyone of this proud nation. The sea will be a much safer now with a tyrant like you behind bars." Jassohem said with an air of spite.

    "maybe you ought to join me mate. The seas will be free to everyone then ey?" replied Mascus.

    Jassohem just laughed but never expected what would happen next. Mascus pulled back his head and lurched forward suddenly thrusting his forehead into Jassohem's. Jassohem staggered back and before Mascus could do anymore a metal clamp grasped his neck and a pulse of electricity ran through his body. Mascus dropped to his knees in pain.

    "No stop!" Jassohem cut in, checking himself for bruises or bleeding, of which there were unfortunately none. "There will plenty of that later."

    The soldiers led Mascus to be searched and regestered. He was given his new clothes and registered with his ID number. A tag was placed around his neck and a chip implanted into his arm. The guards led him to his room. He could see from the activity around the facility that he was not the only inmate they were receiving that day. He wondered when he would meet them. He entered his room and laid down on his bed. He frowned. This was quite a mess he'd gotten himself into...
    ~忠誠、献身、公正、恥ずかしさの感覚、洗練された行儀、純粋、謙虚さ、倹約、戦争の精神、名誉 と愛情~
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    The scenery whizzed past her window, but she stared indifferently. The sun was dazzling behind the treetops as she looked out towards her new "home." Cobie kept her emotions in check and knew she couldn't show any sign of weakness or else these vultures would tear her to pieces. Being the daughter of a world-renowned arms dealer, she had her dignity and reputation to protect; truth be told, the cuffs were digging into her wrists and she was actually starting to bleed, but Cobie knew how to be tough. The cuffs that kept her wrists together were chained to the cuffs that gripped her ankles together. If only I had remembered to pin up my hair this morning, it'd be so much easier to get out of these stupid cuffs, she mused to herself. A smile turned up the corners of her mouth; she struggled against the cuffs but to no avail. The door to the compartment suddenly opened and two guards stepped in. They sat on either side of Cobie and watched her.

    "Stop struggling, it'll only make it worse," the fatter of the two said. I looked down and saw that the cuffs had dug a little more into my wrists than before and I was now visibly bleeding. The thinner one, who hadn't spoken, looked Cobie up and down.

    "You really Arturian Cavre's daughta?" She nodded, softly biting her lip to distract her from the throbbing in her wrists. He leaned forward to get a better look at the other man. "I thought she'd be bigga. Maybe scarria. She ain't that scary. Not with them cuffs." Cobie suddenly jolted forward, knocking her body weight into the off balance guard who fell forward and slammed his face on the corner of the opposite bench; before the other guard could react, Cobie yanked hard enough on her chain to break the upper half of the cuffs away from the bottom half. With her wrists still connected to each other, she turned on the second guard, only to see that he'd pulled his gun out. Cobie jumped forward and wrapped the chain that connected her wrists around the barrel of the gun so that when he pulled the trigger, it shattered the chains and her hands were completely free. She threw a few punches at specific areas and the man crumpled to the ground. "That took so much longer than necessary." Cobie rubbed her wrists tenderly as she formulated a new plan. Suddenly, a voice came across the speaker overhead: "Officer Maven, Officer Taylor, everything alright?" Since she wasn't sure how to respond, she took the gun off the man and slid open the compartment door. She did a quick check and noted that there was no one in sight; she left the compartment and headed for the back of the train. My father would be so proud of me, she thought as she threw open the door to the next car on the train. A few taps to the chest and three more guards were dead. Cobie loaded up on guns and ammo before continuing down the train. Another tap. Another dead body fell to the ground. As she neared the next car, the voice overhead came on again: "We are in lockdown, I repeat, lockdown. Prisoner X has escaped custody. X is to be considered armed and dangerous." Cobie laughed as she threw open the next door. A rain of bullets released themselves at her, but she managed to pull back with only a scratch on her thigh. "Son of a b..." her voice trailed off as she put pressure on the wound. "It's only a flesh wound. Stop being a baby." She muttered to herself. Cobie slowly leaned around the doorway and saw a few guards reloading their weapons; it took one shot each, and the six guards dropped to the ground, instantly dead.

    She was chuckling to herself as she continued towards the end of that car when she saw what looked like a giant metal wardrobe. She walked towards it, lowering her weapon hand, and reached out to touch the oversized doors.
    "I see you've found my latest invention." Cobie turned quickly and raised her gun, her finger already squeezing the trigger. The man had a long white doctor's coat on over black slacks and a white button up shirt. He had three pens in his coat pocket and above the pocket, the words Dr. Lithus, Verto Health Center were embroidered. The man intrigued Cobie so she hesitated with the trigger.
    "Who are you?"
    "Doctor Lithus. I work at Verto." His hands were behind his back so Cobie kept a close eye on him.
    "I gathered." She nodded towards the label on his coat. "You spend a lot of time stating the obvious, Doctor?" Cobie emphasized the last word to show her dislike of the man.
    "Do you make it a point to destroy government property and kill everyone you encounter?" He had a small smile playing on his lips.
    "Pretty much." She smiled at the man as he took a few steps toward her. "Watch your step there, doc. I might get trigger happy." The man didn't stop.
    "You won't kill me. If you were going to kill me, you would have done it already." Cobie narrowed her eyes at the man but kept the gun raised.

    She pulled the trigger and the gun fired just to the left of the mans face. Her voice dropped to a low, dangerous tone; "Try me."

    The doctor stopped. An eerie silence fell between them. Deep in her bones, Cobie knew she should be running right now; her time was running out. She looked up into his eyes to see them flicker back to her. Cobie turned her head around only to be met with the butt of a rifle. The force of it knocked the gun out of her hands and she hunched over, clutching her face.
    "You son of a bi--" her sentence was cut short by the man swinging the gun into her face. She collapsed to the ground, bleeding from the nose and mouth, and her vision went blurry. The light started dimming as she faded into unconsciousness.

    When Cobie woke up, she was strapped in an upright bed, still groggy. "What happened?" She muttered to herself. The room she was in was circular and barely bigger than herself; she was pressed tightly against the walls and the only light that shone in was from a little 6"x6" window right at eye level. She could see a lot of people in white lab coats walking by. "Where the hell am, I?" She finally saw one person she recognized, Dr. Lithus. He was walking towards her, hands still behind his back. When he got close enough to the window, he pressed a button on the outside and a loud beep sounded right behind Cobie's head followed by a low humming.
    "Glad to see you're awake, 64431R. Ready to rejoin the civilized world?" He asked smugly before leaning in a little closer and whispering, "Told you, you weren't going to kill me." The humming stopped and the doctor took a few steps back before motioning to someone she couldn't see. She then heard a few beeps and what sounded like an airtight seal being released, before the door slid open revealing a large medical room with computers, machines, and people walking around and using the electronics. Cobie took a deep breath and squinted at how much light was being shown to her all at once. Two men reached into the space capsule-like structure, unlatched the bed she was strapped to and pulled it out, still vertical. "Lay her down." The doctor said. Obeying immediately, the two men pulled a lever and the bed swung to be parallel with the floor. "Good. Now let's begin." The next few minutes were a blur for Cobie as the doctor and his assistants implanted GPS tracking chips, ID sources, and vital stat monitors into her skin. When she thought they were done, Cobie let out a long breath. Finally. She thought bitterly. Where's my father when you need him?

    "Last but not least, my favorite invention. This should keep you in line, Miss Cavre." He brought over another implantation device, this one much larger than the others, and shaped like a head. He slid the device onto Cobie's head and smiled demonically. "This will hurt," he said as he pressed a few buttons on a nearby keyboard. The device used lasers to implant a headband shaped ring around her skull. The pain was excruciating, as evidenced by Cobie's sudden blood curtling screams. Each second her scream seemed to be getting louder and louder until it just stopped.

    "Is she dead?" One of the assistants asked.
    "No you, idiot. The end of the implantation process is so unbearably painful, it knocks the patient unconscious. Now take her to her room," he added as he removed the device and placed it gently back in its case. The two men who pulled her from the space capsule unlocked the metal cuffs holding her to the bed and lifted her; they carried her through the white-washed hallways and finally down a long corridor with matching doors. The man with Cobie over his shoulder finally stopped at a door, shifted her from his shoulder to in front of him, and waved her hand across the sensor. The door slid open and the man carried her body into the room. He placed her on the bed, and slid a pillow under her head. He pushed a few stray hairs behind her ear and smiled softly before standing back up and leaving her to the room.

    When she woke up that time, she was utterly alone in a room with a bed, a desk, a chair, and a wardrobe; she was dressed in plain blue scrubs, no shoes, and dog tags. Cobie looked at the dog tags. 64431R, she thought, Well... Could have been worse.
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    Hello. Just a quick note from me.
    1: great starters so far from everyone that has posted. I've had the question of " Do you have to start off in V or start off being put in V" or something to that effect. Here is my answer:

    You may start either way. If you are already there, please give some back story of your time there and how you come to meet the people you are associated with, etc.. And please give us enough details to draw on if we wanted to find information about your character via data base or the computer system or gossip among the students.

    2: please don't progress the storyline by yourself until everyone has posted. Also please don't make giant leaps in the story without consulting me first. Yes this is a roleplay and yes this is for everyone to work together and use your imagination, but I do have some major plot points planned.

    Thank you and that is all! (Also these notes are directed at everyone and not one individual. If directed at an individual, I will say so beforehand.)

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    Zilla has been at V for a week now. She is practically doing nothing everyday unless it consists of her doing stupid little chores or jobs. She sits and luckily they alow the kids to have books. Right now she is ready a story about a girl who lives on an island all alone with a dog. sometimes I feel like that to except I don't have anyone to be my friend all alone"she said softly

    She came to V in a ship made with nothing but medal. The handcuffs they put her in were so uncomfortable, they made her want to punch something. They made her go through the normal stuff that they put all of the delinquents through. She hates them so much but she always thought "No matter what they do they will never make her life worst than people who committed suicide here
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    Alastor faced his parents as the offocers cuffed him. They were in front of his parent's largest solar factory, where Alastor could've been manager if he wasn't sent to V. His father nodded st him, and his mother looked near tears as they started away from the airship. He wanted to say something, make then realize he wasn't nearly a bad person as the other people at V were. They wouldn't have cared.

    Inside the ship was sleek metal. He could feel his fingers crafting guns and lighters by memory. If he could find his watch, the watch his father gave to him for his thirteenth birthday, that ran on solar energy, he could easily craft a solar flare that would makr the ship fall to the ground, and before Alastor hit the dirt, he could make a hover craft that sent him straight back home. Then returned the watch to it's former shape. But he didn't know what the officers had done with it. His father had made the officers let him keep it, so could it already be on his room at V? Or perhaps or was on the ship. There was no way of knowing. Officers were everywhere. He glanced out the window. Ocean, and then sand. And then, V. The prison.


    Officers blindfolded Alastor. They walked him for almost three minutes before taking of his blindfold. They gave him tags to put around his neck, and the phrase on them matched the phrase on a plaque in his door. An officer opened it, and uncuffed him quickly before locking the door behind him. It was simple, gray and empty. One desk, bed, closet, drawer, and bathroom. On top of the desk say a bag, with the word watch on it, and the phrase on Alastor's dog tags.He carefully removed his shoes, and sat down cross legged on his bed, bag in hand. He unzipped the bag, and took out his watch. It was ask there, all the pieces and gizmos. He laid on his back, and without looking, crafted a small pistol.

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    I want to give people one more day before I advance the plot, so if you haven't introduced yourself into the roleplay, please do so ASAP.

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    I might post tomorrow tomorrow
    Inspiring quotes from game characters:

    "My story is one of many thousands, the world will not suffer if it ends too soon"

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    "As Vladimir would say... 'You can only die once, so make sure it's worth it'"

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    Hi am I too late to post a new character? I haven't been on here in a while but it's great to see some familiar faces still!

    They say that Time is the predator that stalks us all our lives...

    "If I'm going to have a past, I prefer it to be multiple choice!" The Joker (The Killing Joke)

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    Is it too late to join? I was thinking about creating a character that had spent life roaming around the entire continent, never really staying anywhere for too long. Would that be okay?

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